C41

Now that the General Shen had handed over 200,000 troops, Fu Yuheng felt much more at ease. However, his ninth brother seemed to have become more and more restless lately. Although he was still wandering around leisurely like usual, his knowledge from the past few days had truly made Fu Yuheng suspicious.

"Sun Gonggong." As he sat on the dragon throne, Fu Yuheng felt his heart grow increasingly unsettled. "Do you think that my ninth brother is as unambitious as he appears to be?"

"Oh? "Is that so?" Fu Yuheng lowered his gaze, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. However, in the next second, he raised his head with a gloomy expression on his face. "I don't think so."

However, even if he wanted to, after the Emperor entered the palace, he still quickly retreated. He couldn't afford to offend this lord, and he still wanted to live for a few more years.

"Chenqie pay respects to the Emperor." Shen Qingwan placed the embroidered handkerchief to the side and hurriedly bowed. Why did he come here today? Ever since the Ninth Prince came by that day, he rarely came here anymore. "Your majesty, why have you thought of chenqie today?"

When Fu Yuheng saw how cautious she was, he suddenly felt much better. "Could it be that my beloved concubine doesn't want me to come?" He sat down and poured himself a cup of tea before beginning to drink slowly.

"Chenqie doesn't dare." Shen Qingwan replied meekly. Her tone was so gentle that it made people feel comfortable. Naturally, she could tell that he was in a bad mood today, and she did not want to go on a rampage. Therefore, she tried her best to follow his words.

"That's good." Fu Yuheng smiled. "My beloved concubine, please rise." He reached out to help her up and sat on his lap.

Shen Qingwan originally wanted to struggle, but she couldn't do anything as he held her too tightly. She could only sit there stiffly.

"It seems like you don't want to be a concubine?" Fu Yuheng whispered into her ear, his warm breath hitting her cheek. His ears turned red, as if he was shy.

"Haha …" He smiled in a great mood and suddenly pinched her chin. "Do you know why I'm in a bad mood today?"

He turned her head and stared into her eyes, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

Shen Qingwan lowered her eyes, "Your Majesty's thoughts, chenqie doesn't dare to guess." However, there was no fear in his eyes. There was only indifference. This made him even more angry.

"Humph!" Today, I shall allow you to guess that I won't punish you for your crimes. " Fu Yuheng lowered his hand and shook his sleeve, but the anger between his brows did not dissipate.

"I beg the Emperor to punish me for my crimes. Chenqie is stupid, I really can't guess." Shen Qingwan looked away, but his tone remained docile. He did not hit a smiling person. Her attitude made him unable to get angry, causing him to feel extremely frustrated.

"You!" He pursed his lips, raised his hand as if he wanted to fling it on her, but then let it down in anger. Hmph, she was usually so clever, how could she not guess his thoughts today?

Fu Yuheng stood up and spoke with some difficulty, "I want to take a bath. Go and fetch me some water."

The person who had pointed out their surname didn't let the maidservant go, instead, he had asked her to fetch water for him.

"Yes." Shen Qingwan clenched the handkerchief in her hands tightly. She felt that he was just like a child, hard to serve.

"Humph!" With another cold snort, Fu Yuheng no longer looked at her. He lowered his head and drank some tea as if he really did not care. However, the veins in his hand revealed what he was thinking. Could it be that she was really willing, and even so, she didn't feel the slightest bit angry?

With a "pa" sound, the teacup was thrown to the ground. "Someone, come!" Fu Yuheng rubbed his forehead. He had wanted to vent his anger on his servants, but after a long time, no one came in. He then remembered that when he came in earlier, he had his servants retreat first.

The anger in her heart grew even stronger as she slammed her fist on the table. When Shen Qingwan came back, she also saw this scene.

"Please calm your anger, your Imperial Majesty." As he bent down to clean up, he was stopped.

"Serve This Emperor in a bath!" Annoyed, but seeing her abnormally cold appearance, he also felt an increasing desire to subdue her.

"Here." It was still the same calm reply, as if he was already used to it.

Even though he was trying to make things difficult for her, he was still calm. It seemed that it wasn't difficult for her at all.

"The Emperor must pay attention to the dragon's body. Don't ever do that. He's often angered." Perhaps he felt that, in his heart, there wasn't even the slightest bit of anger in his tone. Instead, it was somewhat joyful.

Fu Yuheng was somewhat puzzled upon seeing her like this. "What are you laughing at?" The annoyance in his heart dissipated a bit.

Only then did Shen Qingwan realize that she had lost control of herself. She replied honestly, "Your Majesty's temper is still so bad, but even so, he still hasn't made things too difficult for chenqie. chenqie just feels lucky." The words came out of his mouth.

Fu Yuheng only felt his face grow hot as he coughed lightly. Did he do that? Why did he not even know himself?

"Forget it, it's better if you serve and bathe me with peace of mind!" He untied his dragon robe and submerged his body into the water. A trace of a smile appeared on his face. It was as if he was the most similar to himself.

Shen Qingwan gently wiped his back with a towel and felt an indescribable itch in her heart.