She refused to marry.

Grandma Pei has passed away.

"Miss." Cuizhu entered, bowed, and walked directly towards the bed.

Su Wanwan quickly stepped in front of the bed, "Cuizhu, you know how to do accounts?"

Cuizhu paused for a moment and then nodded. "The old lady taught me some things."

"Alright, come with me." Su Wanwan took Cuizhu's hand and walked outside.

When had Cuizhu ever had her master hold her hand? She was so frightened that her heart trembled.

"Qiushi, I've found you some help." Su Wanwan walked into the courtyard.

Qiu Shi frowned. "Miss, I don't need any help."

"You need this. This little guy looks clever and good at accounting. You can leave those trivial matters to Cuizhu. I have more important tasks for you." Su Wanwan released Cuizhu's hand.

"Miss, what are your orders?" Qiu Shi bowed.

"The gold dust has arrived, and the newly acquired shop is almost finished with renovations. Go and make preparations; it would be best to open a few days before Lord Fengchen returns to the capital."

They said it was to celebrate Feng Chenjun's triumphant return and the peace and prosperity of the country, and that they were giving him jewelry.

There will be so many people coming that they'll be overwhelmed. You won't be able to handle it all by yourself, and it's not convenient for me to get involved."

Su Wanwan turned around and said, "Cuizhu, these days you've been following Brother Qiushi. Qiushi doesn't talk much and has a bit of a bad temper, but he's a really good person."

Cuizhu was in a dilemma.

The old lady clearly sent her to serve the young lady.

To appear in public in public...

"Do whatever the young lady tells you to do. Manage the shop outside, and you'll be well taken care of with gold, silver jewelry, and food! Let's go!" Qiu Shi said firmly.

"Yes." Cuizhu nodded and followed.

The two went out the door.

Chunhua then closed the courtyard gate.

"Miss, when will you meet the Emperor?" Chunhua placed her two small hands on her chest and touched her index fingers together.

"You should worry about yourself. You're not getting any younger." Su Wanwan patted Chunhua's head.

Chunhua followed the young lady curiously to the door, but dared not go in.

Su Wanwan lifted the curtain, and the emperor had already sat up, holding her bodice in his hand, his expression full of admiration.

"You lecher!" Su Wanwan tried to snatch it away.

Xiao Xuanjing flicked his hand and dodged it. "My lady, this can relieve lovesickness. I want it."

Su Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed, her face flushed, her eyes fixed on her bodice.

He just brazenly put it back in his arms.

Xiao Xuanjing smiled dismissively, "That's all the stuff of decadent scholars."

Su Wanwan was furious. "If outsiders see this, isn't Your Majesty afraid of being laughed at?"

"This item has the scent of my lady, but I don't care," Xiao Xuanjing said, casually lifting one garment and pulling out another.

Thoughtful.

"This is?"

Su Wanwan didn't know where to bury her face at this moment. Those were the briefs she had made herself when she first came here and had her period.

"Get down!" Su Wanwan pulled Feng Chenjun off the bed.

Xiao Xuanjing wandered around the house with great curiosity. When he opened the window, he could see the scene in the neighboring courtyard.

"Aren't you going to see the Princess?" Su Wanwan walked to his side.

Xiao Xuanjing's face darkened. "Mother is imprisoned in the palace. Going there will only increase the risk of exposure."

"Your Majesty, you don't seem worried about the Eldest Princess?" Su Wanwan asked in a low voice.

"That's where she used to be so powerful as a child, imprisoning her?" Xiao Xuanjing smiled. "His Majesty cares most about his mother; she will be fine."

"But you," Xiao Xuanjing glanced at her and pulled her into his arms, "caused such a big incident without even informing me beforehand."

"I didn't want to either, but the Shen family doesn't want to let me go." Su Wanwan let the emperor's chin rest on the top of her head.

She gently leaned her back against Feng Chenjun's chest.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting the hem of Feng Chenjun's robes, and the crisp scent of pine wood, like a longing, drifted into Su Wanwan's nostrils.

She loosened the grip on the handkerchief in her hand.

So this is what love feels like.

The two of them stood quietly by the window, gazing at the scenery in the distance.

"Little fox, I have to go now."

"Why?" Su Wanwan looked up.

Xiao Xuanjing lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Now that Old Madam Pei is gone, someone has to protect the Su family. With Madam Su not in the mansion, you old, weak, women, and children are easily targeted. I'll go and find someone to protect you."

"With Zhao Yu here, there's nothing to fear." Su Wanwan lowered her eyes.

"He can't carry anything on his shoulders, he can't lift anything with his hands, he has no official position, and he has no heavy weapons. How can he protect you? Besides, he is Ying Zheng's man, and I don't like him." Xiao Xuanjing's tone was slightly displeased.

Su Wanwan placed her hand on the emperor's waist, feeling a pang of reluctance.

"You can't bear to part with your husband?" Xiao Xuanjing teased her.

Su Wanwan shook her head in denial, "That's not true."

"Ha!" Xiao Xuanjing sighed and released his grip. "My wife really knows how to make her husband angry."

Su Wanwan was overcome with emotion, "If my husband hadn't tried to kill me time and time again, why would I have thought of making you angry?"

"Is that so? When I saved you, I didn't see a single genuine expression of gratitude from you, Madam." Xiao Xuanjing lowered his eyes.

Su Wanwan recalled all the past events, and the romantic moments under the moon and flowers just now vanished, replaced by scenes of her being tormented by him.

"When I saved you, you didn't utter a single word, not even a kind one. Now you're bringing up old grievances with me, huh?" Xiao Xuanjing pinched her chin.

Su Wanwan felt her ears burning from his pinch, and turned her head away. "Your Majesty is high above, holding the power of life and death. I am just someone who can be manipulated at will. How dare I say anything soft or harsh?"

"Stubborn." Xiao Xuanjing chuckled softly, pulling her back into his arms, his voice deep and resonant.

"It's quite amusing to bicker with the little fox every day."

Su Wanwan buried her face in his chest, sullen and unhappy. "Who wants to argue with you..."

But her hand climbed up to the king's waist.

The joy they had just felt turned somber at this moment.

"I'm leaving." Xiao Xuanjing hugged her tighter.

Su Wanwan looked up and saw Feng Chenjun's tender gaze.

A cool, gentle touch pressed against his lips, parting them as they poured their feelings into each other's tenderness, embedding them deep within one another's heart.

Outside the house, Chunhua caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, blushed, and ran away.

It seems the Crown Prince has no hope.

The new son-in-law of the household must be this powerful and influential Lord Fengchen.

Chunhua had already begun to imagine what it would be like for her young lady to marry into the Princess's household.

inside the house.

The two finally separated after their passionate encounter. Su Wanwan felt hot all over and her legs were weak, so she could only let Feng Chenjun hold her.

"When I return, please grant us marriage, Your Majesty. Little fox, wait at home for your husband to return."

Su Wanwan leaned against his chest, her mind filled with thoughts of how to take advantage of him completely.

Upon hearing this, the image of the princess's murderous gaze resurfaced in his mind, and he quickly dismissed the thought.

"Your Majesty, this matter is not urgent. We can discuss it again after your triumphant return."

Feng Chenjun is an arrogant person. If she said she didn't want to marry him, she might be imprisoned by him.

But she was genuinely afraid of the eldest princess.

Alas, this is true of relationships between women, from ancient times to the present, even in fictional historical settings.