Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

If Your Highness regrets it...

Wen Sheng took a deep breath to calm herself down and prevent herself from completely falling for him.

Although everything was fine, he couldn't be so naive as to think she would never change.

He had briefly gained his parents' favor thanks to his business acumen, but it turned out that it was only because he was useful; when it came down to it, they would abandon him without hesitation.

He is no longer the kind of child who blindly trusts and dedicates himself to others based on just a few words.

He changed the subject: "However, Your Highness, when did I become a concubine?"

"Just now," Li Qingyan touched his nose, "I'm sorry you had to serve the emperor."

"Your rank is higher, so it will be easier for you to get along with others in the future."

When the banquet began, everyone's eyes were drawn to Wen Sheng and Wen Yun, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Sheng had applied ice to her face, but some marks were still visible. Despite this, she didn't leave, showing remarkable composure.

Wen Yun pretended to be calm, but he was actually grinding his teeth in anger. He couldn't let things continue like this.

He had to personally refute everything the Second Princess had said and cement the reputation of being a promiscuous woman onto Wen Sheng.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he glared fiercely at the two of them.

Li Qingyan and Wen Sheng didn't notice his gaze because Wen Yun's status wasn't high enough, and she was far away from them.

"If you don't like it, then don't drink it." During the meal, noticing Wen Sheng's gaze fixed on the wine glass, Li Qingyan immediately had it removed and replaced with tea.

Li Qingyan had previously learned that Wen Sheng liked to drink, but last time he drank very little wine; she drank most of it. Now she finally knew why.

It was Wen Yun who liked wine, not him.

"Thank you," Wen Sheng said, her gaze involuntarily falling on Li Qingyan again.

She actually figured it out.

"If you don't like alcohol, what do you like?"

Li Qingyan asked casually.

Wen Sheng: "Tea, all kinds of tea, tea that can refresh the mind."

"So the scent of tea and ink on you matches your gentle nature perfectly."

However, the word "energizer" reminded her of modern-day "buffet"—coffee.

Modern cattle and horses cannot live without coffee, and all kinds of coffee are really delicious.

Li Qingyan's mouth watered at the mention of it.

Have you ever had milk tea? Let's make milk tea sometime.

"Okay." Wen Sheng only said one word, but couldn't help but raise his hand to smell his sleeve. He didn't smell anything special, but he remembered that she said it smelled good.

He told himself to calm down and prevent himself from falling for her, but his heart was still beating faster and faster. He didn't know when she had smelled it.

Seeing their sleeves draped together, the same color, almost indistinguishable from each other, Wen Sheng couldn't help but smile again.

"What are you laughing at? How boring, share it with me." Li Qingyan caught his laughter.

"No." He shook his head.

Li Qingyan neither pressed for details nor blamed Wen Sheng, but for some reason she remembered what she had just said about his indifferent nature.

If it were someone else, or Wen Yun, who would say something amusing when she was bored, he only said "no".

His parents always said he was boring, and they were right.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean to ignore you, it's just that my personality... as you said, is indeed a bit indifferent."

"Then let's keep it light." Li Qingyan paused, then seemed to realize something. "Light is good, it'll go smoothly."

Honest people who are honest and straightforward will find lasting happiness.

The two chatted casually without exchanging any sweet words, but to outsiders, it seemed as if the princess was indeed doting on Wen Sheng.

The two barely touched their food at the banquet. Li Qingyan was only there to make an appearance and soon prepared to leave.

But when Wen Sheng stood up, a servant accidentally spilled soup on her clothes. He apologized in a low voice and asked Wen Sheng to change her clothes.

If it's just warm tea, then it doesn't matter, but the soup has to be changed.

Li Qingyan watched Wen Sheng leave, then turned around and suddenly noticed Wen Yun quietly leaving her seat. She raised an eyebrow, sensing something dramatic was about to happen.

She got up and followed Wen Yun. Soon she saw Wen Yun meeting with someone and handing something to a maid. The maid then entered a guest room specially arranged for guests to change clothes in the Prince Rui's mansion.

As expected, Li Qingyan led her people quickly toward the guest rooms.

As soon as I reached the door, it opened from the inside.

"Shh." Wen Sheng had already changed her clothes and took Li Qingyan's hand to walk around to the back of the house.

"I'll take Your Highness to see a good show."

Wen Sheng and Li Qingyan climbed to the pavilion on the artificial hill in the garden of Prince Rui's mansion and looked down at the farce unfolding from their vantage point.

Wen Sheng's servants carried Wen Yun back and threw her into the room, then woke up the unconscious maid.

Before long, a handsome, still charming man arrived with a group of people, saying they were looking for Wen Sheng.

Finally, they caught Wen Yun and her maid in the act in the guest room.

The maid had taken her medicine beforehand, and even after Wen Yun scratched her face, she didn't let him go, pressing herself tightly against him. Even when the room door was opened and so many people came in, she didn't stop.

Or rather, it's impossible to stop.

"I liked you so much back then, and now I finally have you..."

She couldn't see anyone, only staring intently at the person beneath her. When she was pulled away, all she wanted to do was crawl back.

Screams and shouts rang out continuously; it was quite a farce.

"My Sheng'er, you are now the Second Princess's woman, what are we going to do!"

The handsome middle-aged man covered Wen Yun with his cloak, clung to him tightly, and cried loudly, pointing at the maid: "How dare she seduce my Sheng'er! Beat her to death and feed her to the dogs!"

The crowd gathered outside the guest room buzzed with discussion: "Is that Wen Shijun? Wasn't it supposed to be him before?"

"It was Consort Wen, the Second Princess herself said so, but the important thing is, I thought it looked like the Second Young Master Wen, Wen Yun..."

"That's their father. Would a father mistake someone for someone else?"

Someone objected, and just as everyone was agreeing, a soft laugh was suddenly heard.

"Why not? Some people are born blind in both eyes and mind."

Her clear, melodious voice drowned out everyone's hushed discussions. As everyone turned around, they saw Li Qingyan walking in slowly with Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng changed into an elegant cyan cloud-patterned robe, the same color as Li Qingyan's, which complemented each other perfectly.

There was a moment of silence, then the chatter exploded in the final instant.

"Wen Cejun is here!"

"His Highness is here too, there's no doubt about it."

"The man Wen's father is holding Wen Yun, so why does he keep calling him Consort Wen? Doesn't he recognize his own child?"

Because they were so shocked, the voices grew louder and louder.

Wen's father froze, staring at Wen Sheng with eyes wide with rage, almost fainting.

Before he could react, Li Qingyan glanced at him, and the eunuch went over, pulled the person out of his arms, grabbed his hair, and exposed his face.

"Look carefully, this is Wen Er Wen Yun, and has nothing to do with our Wen Cejun."

This time, Wen Yun didn't have time to draw on a realistic-looking mole; everything was obvious at a glance.

Looking at the burning gazes of the crowd, and then at Wen Sheng who was looking down at him from above, Wen Yun's eyes turned red, and he fainted from anger and grief.