Fu Yuheng felt a little bloated after dinner and did not return to the imperial study to handle official business immediately. Instead, Eunuch Sun accompanied him for a walk in the back garden.
"Your Majesty, look, the moonlight is so beautiful today!"
Eunuch Sun nodded and walked beside Fu Yuheng, as if he had found a random topic to start with. He also knew that the emperor had been in a bad mood recently. There were a lot of things going on in the previous dynasty, and there was not a single day of peace in the harem. It was not easy to find a virtuous concubine to help the emperor solve his problems, but he was also involved in the murder of the princess.
"The bright moon startled a magpie from a branch, and the gentle breeze made cicadas sing in the middle of the night
Fu Yuheng looked at the bright moon and a few faint stars in the sky and suddenly remembered a poem. It has been a long time since he appreciated the moon. Since he sat on the dragon throne, he has never had the leisure time like now. Many people are eyeing his throne, waiting for him to make a mistake so that they can pull him down from the high dragon throne and smash him to pieces.
"Sun Ning, I have been sitting on the dragon throne for so long, is there anyone who can't hold back any longer?" Fu Yuheng narrowed his eyes, his voice was tired, as if it came from a very far distance.
"Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. This country is well managed by your Majesty. Even if there are some people with ill intentions, they won't have a chance to take advantage of it!"
Eunuch Sun looked at Fu Yuheng, who was depressed and had a sad face, and spoke to comfort him. He had followed the emperor since he was a child, and had walked step by step to where he was today. No one knew the pain and suffering Fu Yuheng had endured better than he did.
"You will give me peace of mind."
After giving Eunuch Sun a cold look, Fu Yuheng's melancholy mood dissipated a lot.
"Sun Ning, do you think I should trust Concubine Xian?"
He smiled and suddenly thought of Shen Qingwan's matter. He really didn't know what to do about this matter. Although he knew that Sun Ning would not have any substantial opinions, he still wanted to find someone to talk to.
"Your Majesty, this old servant does not know, but this old servant knows that the virtuous concubine can indeed relieve your Majesty's worries, and the virtuous concubine is indeed kind-hearted. Although she is strong and stubborn, she always gives people a feeling of peace and tranquility."
Eunuch Sun touched his head and spoke in a naive voice. His words seemed useless, but they reminded Fu Yuheng of many good things about Shen Qingwan.
"Indeed, when I'm with her, it's as if time has stopped and all my worries have disappeared."
Fu Yuheng's voice seemed to carry a hint of nostalgia. The days spent with Shen Qingwan were indeed his only comfort in this palace.
Sun Ning didn't give a reason, but just laughed it off, "In fact, the emperor has already made a judgment in his mind!" After all, he knew that the emperor's thoughts were not something he could interfere with.
"You old fox, go get me a cloak!" Fu Yuheng found an excuse to get Sun Ning away and walked towards the lake alone. "She fell into the water here before!" There was no one around and he was not talking to anyone.
Suddenly there was a sound of a piano. The sound was gentle and melodious, floating in this vast and seamless imperial palace, bringing a touch of sadness to the dull and majestic palace in the dark night.
Fu Yuheng followed the sound of the piano and searched for Wu Ling. Finally, he saw Wu Ling in a corner. "Shufei?"
He was very surprised to see her. Since she entered the palace, although she didn't treat him coldly all day long, she also ignored him. After that incident, she was rarely seen going out.
Now he actually saw her in the back garden, playing the piano. Fu Yuheng thought it was really incredible.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."
Wu Ling was not surprised to see Fu Yuheng. She had already found out that he was taking a walk in the back garden today, so she deliberately played the piano here to attract his attention.
"Why are you here?"
Fu Yuheng motioned for her to stand up, and then he found a stool and looked like he wanted to chat with her.
"Ahem, I am a little bored in my own palace. I remembered that I haven't played the piano for a long time. I am afraid that I am not good at it. So I came to the corner of the Imperial Garden to practice by myself to avoid being laughed at by my sisters."
When Wu Ling came again, she had already thought of a reason, so she was able to handle it with ease. She continued to pluck the strings of the zither, but her eyes were always fixed on Fu Yuheng.
Looking around, there is no one in the whole Daliang who is more handsome and brave than Fu Yuheng. As a good emperor who is diligent in his work and loves his people, it is no surprise that he has captured the hearts of most of the women in Daliang. However, Wu Ling not only does not admire him, but also hides some hatred towards him.
When she learned that she was going to enter the palace as a concubine, the hatred in her heart grew stronger and stronger. She was left with a sick body while her brother was tortured in prison. Thinking of this, Wu Ling's eyes dimmed.
"It's getting late, you should go back early too!"
Fu Yuheng looked at Wu Ling plucking the strings of the piano, and Shen Qingwan's face flashed through his mind. If she were still here, she would probably be playing the piano quietly like this!
"Your Majesty, ahem... Sometimes what people see on the surface is not necessarily the truth. Don't misunderstand the innocent people around you because of a momentary confusion."
Wu Ling looked at Fu Yuheng, gritted her teeth, and made up her mind. Although she hated Fu Yuheng, Shen Qingwan was very much in line with her personality. It would be a pity if she died like this.
"I have something else to do, you go back by yourself!" His mind was now full of Shen Qingwan, how she was calm and intelligent during their wedding, how she was calm and wise when facing his difficulties, how she was strong and brave, how she was persistent and determined, and how she was shy and aggrieved in the imperial study last time. Every side of her was replaying in Fu Yuheng's mind, and this feeling made Fu Yuheng feel a little strange.
"Yes, I'll take my leave." Wu Ling didn't say much. She packed up her musical instruments and turned to leave.
Fu Yuheng was thinking about Shen Qingwan at this moment. Although he didn't know what was wrong with him, he still turned around and walked towards the prison.
It was not until he reached the gate of the prison that his previous impulse was diluted a lot, and he retracted the steps that were about to be taken. What was wrong with him that he cared so much about Shen Qingwan.
After hesitating for a moment, Fu Yuheng finally did not step into the prison and turned back to the study.
Liu Churong had accidentally passed by here and saw Fu Yuheng standing at the prison gate for a long time before finally leaving.
"Are you here to see Shen Qingwan?" Liu Churong clenched her fists. Her nails dug into her palms, and the pain stimulated her nerves. However, her heart was already filled with jealousy.
She didn't expect Fu Yuheng to care so much about that vixen. He even came to see her late at night after she was thrown into jail. This bitch really caused trouble for her all the time.
"Hmph!" The cold snorting sound was blown away by the wind in the huge imperial palace, carrying with it reluctance and hatred.