The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 524 Finale (33)

When Jiang Wantang woke up, it was almost lunchtime.

As her pregnancy progressed, she became more and more sleepy and her appetite improved.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the air was filled with a sense of dryness and heat...

Jiang Wantang sat upright on a golden nanmu chair in the main hall of Fengqi Palace. On the table sat a bowl of medicinal chicken soup personally prepared by Old Doctor Sun. The soup was steaming and fragrant...

As she was drinking, she suddenly heard brisk footsteps outside the hall.

"Your Majesty..." Leng Mei Leng Mei hurried in with a look of joy on her face, "Your Majesty issued an edict this morning to dismiss the six palaces. Now, all the concubines in the six palaces... have been sent out of the palace!"

Jiang Wantang's fingertips trembled violently, and the chicken soup in the spoon shook and spilled all over.

She raised her eyes to look at Leng Mei, with a hint of disbelief in her clear and moist eyes.

At the same time, a palace servant brought Lin Ruoyun's farewell message.

Leng Mei heard this and continued with a smile: "Your Majesty, now in this huge harem, you are the only queen left."

The spoon was put back into the bowl with a very light crisp sound.

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes, her face calm, only her long eyelashes trembling slightly...

There is probably no woman in the world who does not yearn for the perfection of being a couple for life.

She was unwilling to fall in love and questioned sincerity, but she never doubted that there was true love in this world.

Similarly, she...had long understood that Ji Wuyuan was an emperor.

He could have only her as a woman, but she could not be the only concubine in his harem...

Therefore, she never thought that they could live together for the rest of their lives like an ordinary couple.

But now, Ji Wuyuan was telling herself with facts that even if he was an emperor, he could still give her a lifelong companionship that no one else could match...

It turns out that it’s not that my heart is worthless;

But...sincerely given to the wrong person, it is worthless.

My heart is like an overturned five-flavor jar, filled with all kinds of emotions, as if I had swallowed all the sweetness, bitterness, and sorrow in two lifetimes, and now it is all rolling in my throat, about to be spit out but not yet...

Jiang Wantang stared at the hot soup on the table, feeling the heat burning her eyes.

Until she noticed a direct and fiery gaze falling on her, Jiang Wantang looked up...

Ji Wuyuan, dressed in a black and gold dragon robe, was seen leaning against the vermilion palace door, his phoenix eyes looking at him with a gentle smile, his posture lazy and casual.

The moment their eyes met, Jiang Wantang felt a pang of pain in her nose, and a tear unconsciously fell from her burning eyes...

Ji Wuyuan's expression suddenly changed. He strode towards her with a worried look in his eyes and an anxious tone: "What's wrong?"

"But where does it hurt?"

"Or...is this brat in your stomach bothering you again?!"

As he spoke, his large palm gently covered Jiang Wantang's bulging belly...

Just at this moment, the quiet little guy in the belly seemed to have heard the arrangement from his father, and kicked Ji Wuyuan's palm hard to express his dissatisfaction.

Jiang Wantang suddenly cried out "Aiya!" Ji Wuyuan became even more nervous.

He stared at the small bulge on her belly and warned her coldly, "You little bastard, if you dare to mess with your mother again, your father will beat you when you come out..."

Although such threatening words may be effective at first, they become less and less effective after being used more and more times.

For example, at this moment, the little guy is still having fun.

Strangely enough, of the two little ones in Jiang Wantang's belly, one is lively and noisy, while the other is too quiet.

However, every time the fetus moved, it was the little one who was competing with Ji Wuyuan. Sometimes, when the little one was making noise for a long time, the other quiet one would turn over and press him down to stop the little one from making noise.

So, Ji Wuyuan immediately decided that the quiet and obedient one must be his little girl. He called her "little girl" tenderly and dotingly every day, and he loved her very much.

As for the one who was making trouble, he treated him coldly and kept calling him a "bastard".

The clever little guy felt his father's obvious favoritism before he was even born.

Jiang Wantang couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the father and son start to show their affection and filial piety again.

Her eyes were full of smiles as she gazed at the bulging belly. Her smile was as sweet as honey: "This little guy must have taken after you..."

"It's been noisy all day long."

Ji Wuyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Wantang with suspicion and teasing eyes?

He's making a fuss?!

He has always had a cold temper since he was a child...

Forget it, if my wife says yes, then that’s it.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuyuan chuckled softly, and gently stroked Jiang Wantang's belly with his fingertips, his eyes filled with deep tenderness: "But I just hope that they can be more like Tang'er..."

"Especially our little girl, she should be more like Tang'er."

The sun shone brightly through the windows at that time, and a ray of sunlight shone through the carved windowsill, casting a warm golden light on them...

Ji Wuyuan suddenly leaned over and placed a light kiss on her forehead: "I will definitely be a good father and make our daughter the most noble and happy little princess in the world."

Jiang Wantang looked up at him, a gentle ripple in her eyes.

Then, a kiss suddenly touched her lips...

Ji Wuyuan gently stroked the back of her neck, deepening the kiss little by little.

The two of them embraced each other, their postures lingering and affectionate...

Leng Mei led the palace maids to quietly retreat outside the hall, leaving only a pair of overlapping figures stretched out by light and shadow, reflected on the gilded screen, like a silhouette of a loving couple.

After a long time...

It took so long that Jiang Wantang could hardly breathe, and Ji Wuyuan finally let her go.

Ji Wuyuan held her and sat on the beauty couch in the hall.

Jiang Wantang leaned on his arms, panting, and whispered softly, "A Yuan, you are so stupid..."

Ji Wuyuan chuckled, rubbed her head, and asked her: "Why did Tang'er suddenly say that?"

Jiang Wantang said calmly: "For one person, the six palaces are scattered..."

"You've actually been planning to do this for a long time, right?"

"But you have just returned to the palace and are busy with government affairs. If you dismiss the harem so hastily, what if something desperate happens..."

Ji Wuyuan smiled and said, "Tang'er is still very smart."

"Don't worry, Tang'er, nothing like that will happen. I won't give them the chance to jump over the wall."

As he spoke, he hugged Jiang Wantang in his arms and said, "Tang'er, I just don't want to keep those people with ulterior motives in the harem and leave hidden dangers for myself."

Jiang Wantang nodded, looking thoughtful.

They are both at the prime age of blooming. Instead of staying in the harem for the rest of their lives and wasting their time, it may be a good outcome for them to leave the palace and find a new way out.

What's more, the money, fertile land and houses that Ji Wuyuan gave them were enough for them to live the rest of their lives in peace and prosperity after leaving the palace.