Chapter 69: The Emperor who tried to seize his wife XXX
“What nonsense are you spewing! If you do this again, I will……wu……” She paused. It turned out that Wei Lingheng used the motion of scratching the cat to rub her fingertips, and then the finger seemed like a person with nothing to do, wandering to scratch Fu Bao’s tail.
When she saw Fu Bao’s grunting sound, she thought it was very comfortable, her raised brows disappeared, and she didn’t regenerate her anger.
If he didn’t take care of Fu Bao personally in the palace, she thinks that he wouldn’t understand its temperament.
This man really used his heart.
Seeing her change in expression, Wei Lingheng felt a bit of joy in his heart.
Even if it was spoken out loud, there would be no one to believe it. His Majesty who sits in the harem with three thousand beauties can not boldly touch the person he likes. However, the more it is like this, whenever there is a little contact, he can’t help but feel so happy that he doesn’t know how to treat her.
In order to prevent meeting acquaintances, Wen Ying placed on a veil. Wang Deyong went to pay the bill, and she headed downstairs with Wei Lingheng.
In the jewelry shop, the shopkeeper saw that there were three customers in his shop. The first two were obviously the masters. The man’s temperament was extraordinary, and even though the woman was wearing a veil, he could still see a graceful temperament. There was a servant following behind, and there was a well-trained guard standing outside. Obviously they were from a wealthy and influential family.
He was overjoyed. Seeing that the woman had a high vision and couldn’t pick the jewelry outside, he took out the good things in the shop one by one and graciously entertained the big customers in front of him.
That man was Wei Lingheng. He saw that Wen Ying had flagging interests so he approached and asked in a low voice: “Do you not like it?”
Wen Ying shook her head before she had time to answer, she leaned behind him, and yawned, using his body as a half-cover. “Sleepy.” She whispered quietly. She looked very soft because she was so tired.
He couldn’t help laughing, and suddenly remembered that Fu Bao also has the habit of taking an afternoon nap. Truly, it turned out that the cat is just like its owner.
If she could enter the palace, Fu Bao would definitely lie down next to her and take a nap together. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the sound and peaceful appearances of one big and small.
The man is tall and noble, outstandingly eminent, and the woman behind him is resting on his arm, covering her mouth as if she is talking in a low voice. If this picture is seen by ordinary people, I’m afraid they will praise it as a perfect match between man and woman!
However, on the opposite side of the jewelry store, Song Zheng’s eyes suddenly chilled, and his sight nailed on them firmly!
Others can’t recognize who this is, but how could he, the person who they sleep next to on the pillow, not know?
He has always felt that the thought he suppressed in his heart is very absurd. His Majesty and Wen Ying have never met, how did they know each other?
However, once the matter was before his eyes, all the details that were thought to be absurd in the past flooded up. She imitated the free and easy handwriting of the man. The signature on the letter was “Changfeng.” The hairpin she has worn constantly ever since he saw it. Also, when in the palace with Concubine Shu, she tried to use sickness to excuse herself, yet his Majesty refused to let the other go. At that time, he had doubts in his heart, but he thought that his Majesty looked upon their feelings, and did a favor.
No matter how much he denies it, the scene before him irritates him and makes him believe in it.
And in the cloth shop behind him, Song Xi was pretending to search through the brocade cloths, but she was actually keeping an eye on the movements here.
The Third Prince wanted to interrupt her plan, but she felt that she could not let go of this opportunity, so she acted like a baby with her father, pretending to be bored in the house, and asked him to bring herself out to breathe.
Sure enough, she walked around the shops that women often go to, and finally let them meet.
Song Zheng didn’t know that all of this was his daughter’s plan. At this moment, he felt like ice was born in his heart, freezing his limbs inch by inch.
The people in the shop obviously didn’t notice him, their eyes were on each other.
No matter who it was, they could all see that his Majesty likes her very much. She doesn’t even have to pick it out by herself. She only has to sit on a chair and he will let people bring things in front of her. Then, he will personally select them to let her take a look and wait for her to nod before he places them next to her ear, or next to her bun.
And no matter what it is, he will smile with both his eyes, saying “looks good”, those two words.
Song Zheng is far away, unable to hear their conversation, but can vaguely understand through lip reading.
He saw his Majesty calling her “Pei Pei”. She turned her head, looking at him with a gaze filled with unprecedented tenderness as if dripping water.
She always smiled in front of him. The pair of dimples were especially sweet when they bloomed. He once ignored the difference between her and his original wife. He only captured the similarities between the two of them. However, he didn’t know when he started. He liked to watch her smile more and more. Whenever he goes back home and sees her taking care of the house in good order, she smiles and calls him, and he is satisfied.
But the smile she directed towards his Majesty was completely different from those smiles.
An emotion of being deceived hit his mind, he took a big step unconsciously and walked towards the shop with suppressed anger.
The voices of the two talking faintly also flowed over——
“This is so ugly, I don’t like it.”
“Where is it ugly? When our Pei Pei wears it, it truly doesn’t let people open their eyes.”
“It’s useless even if you say good things.”
“Okay okay okay, then let’s not want it.”
Whether it was her displaying her unwilling emotions straightforwardly or his Majesty’s soft coaxing, he felt stuck in his heart either way.
But before he went in to question, he heard the boss sigh again: “The little one has been here for so long, and has never seen a young master who loves his wife this much. Madam is really fated!”
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