Fu Yuheng went to Shen Qingwan's yard when he had nothing to do. It was much more relaxing to chat with her in his spare time.
Next to him were brilliant crimson peach blossoms. He took the cup from her hand, and the tiredness on his face faded a little, and his dark eyes softened as they passed across her face.
I took a sip of tea, and the light fragrance hit me, which woke me up. I put down the teacup and raised my eyebrows in appreciation, "It has a light tea flavor, strong but not bitter, fragrant but not astringent."
"Your Majesty knows tea, I am just drinking it casually." Her voice was flat, but it tasted sweet with the fragrance of Lu'an Guapian.
"The palace has received some Junshan silver needles. I will send someone to bring some to you another day." Shen Qingwan didn't like to show off her knowledge in front of him, but how could he not know her intelligence
Hearing this, she shook her head and declined his kindness, "I don't know the tea ceremony, so I will just waste such good tea."
Fu Yuheng had a meaningful smile on his face and glanced at the peach blossoms beside him. "The river is far away and Dongting Lake is blooming. Junshan Mountain is outstanding and away from the dust." He turned his eyes to her and said, "You will definitely like its taste."
Since it was such a kind gesture, she couldn't refuse again. "Then I would like to thank the emperor for his gift." There was a smile on her face.
His hand slowly covered her slender jade fingers, caressing them lightly with his fingertips, and his voice was slightly low but very pleasant, "I will teach you how to taste tea."
Suddenly her heart seemed to skip a beat, her face turned red, she looked up at him somewhat unnaturally and then lowered her head. There were unspeakable emotions in her heart, but she really did not reject his intimacy, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Fu Yuheng didn't press her any further and leisurely withdrew his hand. There seemed to be a hint of her fragrance still lingering on his fingertips. He suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
The atmosphere became a little tense for a moment and no one spoke.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, the amplitude was not big but enough to be seen clearly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not minding my stupidity." As she spoke, her tone was obviously a little more relaxed, and even had a hint of teasing.
Fu Yuheng's eyes were fragmented. He supported his forehead with his arm, and there was a momentary smile on the corner of his mouth. "If I say you are stupid, I'm afraid you are a person without intelligence."
Shen Qingwan did not refute or comment on this, but just smiled meaningfully and picked up a piece of dragon beard cake to eat. I don't know if she had something on her mind or why, but she was also unruly and choked on this small piece of dragon beard cake.
Seeing this, Fu Yuheng immediately picked up the cup in front of him and handed it to her lips, his voice also carrying a reassuring tone, "Be careful, drink some water."
Not caring that this was the cup he had used, she took it, took a sip and calmed down, and then she felt better.
The sudden incident made her a little embarrassed, and her usual calmness seemed to have disappeared. Looking at the cup he had drunk from, her ears unconsciously turned the color of peach blossoms, "I am impolite."
Fu Yuheng not only did not blame her, but found it novel. She was usually too restrained and indifferent, and this was more like her true nature. "It's okay." He seemed to be in a good mood.
Shen Qingwan didn't know what to say for a moment. At this time, Xiaoman happened to run over with a pigeon in her hands.
"Your Majesty, there is a letter over there." After paying her respects to Fu Yuheng, she took the letter tied to the pigeon's leg and handed it to her in front of him.
Shen Qingwan immediately straightened her expression, and put away all the feminine shyness she had just revealed, and waved her hand to signal her to leave.
She didn't care that Fu Yuheng was sitting opposite her, and she had no intention of showing him the contents of the letter. This was her plan in the first place.
There were only a few words on the letter: Initial success.
She curled her lips and slowly put the note into her pocket, while Fu Yuheng opposite her frowned.
He did give her a lot of freedom and trust, letting her do her own thing. But when she ignored him and made her own plans, he felt bad. Wanting to know what she was doing, he finally couldn't help asking, "What?"
Shen Qingwan stuffed the note into her pocket, feeling good, and met the man's dark eyes with a curved eyebrow. Thinking of the face she had just lost in front of him, she suddenly wanted to get back at him.
"Does Your Majesty want to know?" She asked the question seductively, with a provocative and charming smile in her eyes.
"Yeah." Fu Yuheng nodded, feeling a little sour in his heart.
He is the emperor, and he has to maintain the royal dignity even when asking others. This made Shen Qingwan want to laugh, "Really?"
"Yeah." It was still just one word, but the eagerness in his eyes was revealed.
Shen Qingwan's smile gradually widened at the corners of her mouth, and suddenly she winked at him playfully, with some playfulness, "This is a secret!"
Her pure smile and curved eyes seemed like the cleanest things in the world, uncontaminated by any worldly pollution, so pure that he was stunned.
"Your Majesty, don't be anxious. Just wait patiently." Seeing him stunned, she thought he was shocked by her words and just tilted her head slightly. But after saying this, she never mentioned the letter again. Strangely, Fu Yuheng didn't even want to ask, and seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts.
Meanwhile, the scene in Liu Churong's yard was quite different. She paced restlessly, looking anxiously outside the house. But it was very quiet outside, without a single sound.
"Xiaolu!" She anxiously called out to a palace maid and confirmed again and again, "Has the Ninth Prince really not sent anyone yet?" She still hadn't received a reply. If there were any changes, she... The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. This wouldn't do. She couldn't just sit there and do nothing. "Send someone to the Ninth Prince's mansion to inquire!"
"Yes!" After Xiaolu agreed, she ordered a young eunuch to quietly leave the palace and go to the Ninth Prince's mansion to test the situation and bring back the Ninth Prince's reply.
But he didn't know that he was followed as soon as he left the palace. The person was sent by Fu Yuheng. He had already placed spies there, and as long as Liu Churong made any movement, he would be followed.
"I followed him all the way from the palace to the Ninth Prince's residence." The spy lay on the ground, and the result of his cold voice was chilling.
Fu Yuheng narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, but said nothing. As he expected, she was indeed his good concubine. Her mind was not ordinary and far-sighted. Even the position of concubine could not stop her.
He sat upright in the upper seat, looking down at the man on the ground, waiting for him to continue.
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be. As for whether it was a frame-up or some other conspiracy, I don't know." His duty was to follow the people who left Liu Churong's yard. "That person stayed in the Ninth Prince's mansion for a long time, and the Ninth Prince's guards didn't stop him. I guess he must have been there more than once. But he was sneaking around, so he must not be doing anything good!"
Fu Yuheng nodded thoughtfully, "Keep watching. I want to see what she wants to do."
It takes great courage to commit the crime right under his nose.