These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"I see……"

"Grand Preceptor, you have no idea how happy His Majesty was to hear you had appeared. He was so eager to summon you to the palace..."

"Are you sure it's not because of the wedding or anything?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment and asked.

"The marriage... Imperial Advisor, you know about it?"

"Is that really true?"

Wei Tu hadn't expected that Ming Xiangrong's information would be as accurate as ever this time.

The palace maid shook her head with a smile and said, "This matter... cannot be told to the Imperial Advisor. His Majesty will think I've been too talkative. Let Lord Wei ask him himself when he sees His Majesty."

"Very mysterious."

As they spoke, the setting sun cast its golden rays.

The palace maid escorted Wei Tu to the door of the imperial study.

We didn't encounter a single person along the way in the vast palace, and we didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement.

"Alright, His Majesty is inside now, so this servant will take her leave."

"it is good."

The palace maid quickly left with small, quick steps, and now there wasn't even a single guard around the imperial study.

"This girl is really trustworthy..."

"Dong dong dong."

Wei Tu muttered to himself as he knocked on the door of the imperial study.

Soon, a response came from inside, a familiar voice, with a slightly husky and tender tone.

He seemed somewhat tired, but also seemed to be gradually maturing.

"Come in."

Wei Tu pushed open the door and entered.

The orange-red light of the setting sun pierced through as the boy walked in, only to be quickly shut out by the door.

Sufficient candles had already been lit in the Imperial Study.

Behind that screen, there was a figure who seemed to be working on memorials at the table.

Wei Tu did not immediately walk around the screen, but stood behind it with unusual propriety.

"His Majesty."

"Do you really have to stand there so politely?"

The woman's voice, though tinged with a hint of reproach, carried a touch of coquettish charm amidst her lingering weariness.

Wei Tu suppressed a smile and said politely, "There is a distinction between ruler and subject, so of course we must abide by the rules."

"Is that so? If I made you stand here for three days and three nights, would you stand?"

“If Your Majesty requests it so, then of course I will stand.”

"...You're going to drive me crazy! Come here right now!"

This slightly forced, coquettish tone might be normal coming from a pretty girl, but Wei Tu knew that the other person was a young empress, so when she said it, it carried a very different flavor.

It's a sense of accomplishment that can make you feel elated.

So Wei Tu bypassed the screen, knowing when to stop and keeping it at a reasonable and acceptable level.

Wei Tu saw a woman sitting in a chair, dressed in a dragon robe.

The dark gold stitching on the dragon robe, which exudes nobility, is both exquisite and majestic.

Ye Bingluan was not wearing a crown, but her hair was neatly styled.

If Wei Tu remembered correctly, when he first met her, she was still a young girl. In just one year, she had matured a lot, and more importantly, her temperament was now undeniable.

She possesses an extraordinary poise and elegance; the commanding presence between her brows, beneath her beautiful features, exudes a unique charm.

Wei Tu smiled as he looked at the woman in the dragon robe in front of him.

Ye Bingluan was gazing at Wei Tu with her beautiful big eyes, looking at him with a hint of reproach.

He said with some displeasure, "What are you laughing at? How dare you laugh?"

Wei Tu asked curiously, "Why can't I laugh?"

Ye Bingluan gritted her teeth slightly, "Why didn't you go to the palace the moment you arrived in Chaoge? Why did you run to Ming Xiangrong's place? What, are you planning to marry into her family? Because she's rich?"

Its aggressive, menacing appearance is somewhat endearing.

The orange-red sunset outside was behind her, not completely enveloping her, but just enough to bring a different kind of radiance to this young empress.

Wei Tu chuckled and said, "I'm wondering what a cultivator like me would need money for? I'm seeking immortality, not wealth. Besides, do I look like someone who lives off a woman?"

Ye Bingluan snorted coldly, clearly not as happy as the palace maid had said, and was now even more displeased.

"picture!"

Wei Tu grinned and said, "If you want to live off someone, it's better to live off His Majesty. After all, no matter how rich he is... his power can't beat yours."

Ye Bingluan blushed slightly, but she wasn't so shy that she couldn't control herself. Instead, she glanced at the boy.

"You're all talk, you don't actually want to eat it."

"What if I want to eat it?"

"I still have the ability to feed you until you die."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly showing a hint of self-satisfaction.

"Then let's forget it. What if it makes your future husband jealous?"

The boy said something with a hidden meaning.

Ye Bingluan was stunned for a moment, "What, my future husband..."

"Didn't you say you were getting married?"

Who leaked it?

"Is that really true?"

Ye Bingluan's expression changed strangely for a moment, then she smiled, leaned back in her chair, and nodded at Wei Tu.

"Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore. It really is true..." PS: Late-night update! This is probably the time of year for Chinese New Year, since things could easily go wrong if you have to visit relatives the next day. Feel free to criticize me, but I'm really trying my best to update.

39. A colossal conspiracy!

The sun will gradually set, and night will slowly rise. The tides always ebb and flow; everything has its own rhythm. The only complex and uncontrollable thing is human interaction and emotion—the most intricate thing, one that can never be fully understood in a lifetime. After saying this, Ye Bingluan kept her eyes fixed on the young man's expression. She found that his expression didn't seem to change much; he simply nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes, that's the best way to solve your current problem. It can appease your subjects and also provide a way out." This overly rational answer wasn't what Ye Bingluan wanted. She was unhappy. He acted as if he didn't care about the news at all. Didn't he understand the meaning of marriage? Didn't he understand that a ruler's word is law, and once spoken, there's no turning back? Or perhaps… he simply didn't care about these things? Why shouldn't he care? The more Ye Bingluan thought about it, the angrier she became.

"So that's how you answer?" Ye Bingluan's voice was practically dripping with rage, but Wei Tu seemed oblivious, staring at the woman. "Otherwise what? How does Your Majesty want me to answer?"

Ye Bingluan stared at Wei Tu, her eyes reddening as she looked. Even though she was the one filled with anger, it seemed she was the one whose eyes would well up with tears first. He was like an unyielding rock, his emotions both connected to and unconnected to hers. Seemingly feeling ashamed of her behavior, of being the one who couldn't handle the situation, and not wanting him to see her sudden emotional breakdown, she grabbed the jade seal from the table and threw it at Wei Tu. The force was immense; with her current strength, killing a grown man would have been no problem, but Wei Tu, of course, wouldn't be killed. He simply reached out and easily caught the jade seal, examining it in his hand.

Looking at the dragon carvings on it, Wei Tu laughed. "Why are you so angry?" Ye Bingluan turned her head, only shouting angrily, "Get out! I don't want to see you!" Wei Tu didn't leave, but instead gripped the jade seal and approached the table. "You called me here, and now you say you don't want to see me. Are all women so fickle, or is this how all emperors are?" Ye Bingluan held her breath, because otherwise, the misty tears in her eyes would soon turn into drops.

That would be too embarrassing; she didn't want that. "Mind your own business! You don't care about these things anyway, so why ask? Don't get in my way!" Wei Tu walked over, and Ye Bingluan simply turned away, refusing to look at him. Wei Tu chuckled as he placed the jade seal on the table, then nonchalantly sat down on the desk in the emperor's study. If outsiders saw this, the basic standard for impeachment would be beheading, but Wei Tu didn't care. He looked amusedly at the young empress, who seemed genuinely unwilling to face him.

"You think my reaction was too cold?" "..." He clearly knew, so it was intentional after all? Why do I always get angry because of this person's malicious intentions? It's really not worth it! Damn it! Wei Tu thought for a moment and said,

"But I'm quite curious, what kind of reaction do you hope to see from me? Shock upon hearing the news? Angry? Or questioning in disbelief? Or perhaps crying your eyes out?" Ye Bingluan said in a muffled voice, "You wouldn't do that..." Wei Tu nodded, "I really wouldn't, because I trust my judgment and my own eyesight. As a result, I won't trust people I shouldn't trust, and I won't do anything I'll regret."

Ye Bingluan blushed and lowered her head, even her eyes reddening with embarrassment. Wei Tu left the table and came to Ye Bingluan. He squatted down, his gaze shifting upwards to meet her unwavering eyes. He looked up at Ye Bingluan, then said with a playful smile, "If things don't go as I predicted, there's only one possibility." "What possibility…" Ye Bingluan's voice trembled slightly, clearly feeling guilty. Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and said…

"So, they're up to no good, planning to take the initiative and tease me. If I cooperate, I'll lose face, and I'm a very competitive person... so I had to come up with a plan. See, the effect is quite significant." Sure enough!! This bastard probably thought about it and came to the right conclusion when he heard the news... you can't hide it from him at all! Although she understood why the other party's reaction was cold... Ye Bingluan was still... getting angrier the more she thought about it!

"I'll fight you to the death!!" The young empress, utterly humiliated and enraged, lunged at Wei Tu. Even at such a short distance, Wei Tu could easily dodge, though she would undoubtedly crash headfirst into the floor—after all, this Empress was impulsive and naive. Thus, Wei Tu took the full force of the impact, which was essentially equal to his own weight. As Wei Tu fell backward to the ground, the empress, as if throwing herself into his arms, nestled into his embrace.

It wasn't quite enough to make Ye Bingluan feel like the world was spinning, or even like she'd jumped onto a bed. She quickly realized that the other person's arms were gently embracing her. An accidental breath filled her with the warm scent of the other person, making her dizzy and mesmerized.

The air seemed to fall silent. Night had fallen outside the window, making the candlelight all the more dazzling. The silent air, the young woman who dared not look up, and the boy staring at the ceiling, lost in thought—it was a scene frozen in time. Until Wei Tu slowly spoke. "How long do you plan to keep me pinned down?" This finally broke the intoxicating yet slightly unsettling tranquility. Ye Bingluan said in a muffled voice, "Until I stop being angry..."

"So you're the one who caused this, why are you angry? Is it because I didn't cooperate with you?" "Of course, what else!" "You're so childish." "I'm not that old... Can't an emperor be childish?" "Sure, sure, if it's you, of course you can be."

Wei Tu smiled as he spoke, the other's long hair slightly disheveled, falling from his head and landing on his arm. It tickled slightly. Hearing these slightly indulgent words, the woman felt a warm feeling welling up inside her. She looked up at the young man's face, which was right beneath hers. As handsome as ever. She opened her mouth, and stammered...

"You guessed it all?" Wei Tu thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Pretty much. The news came out of nowhere, too abruptly, as if it was specifically told to me, as if you arranged it. Ming Xiangrong's appearance was also too timely. So I guessed a little bit. Why make up such a thing and then cry yourself?"

"I wasn't crying..." Ye Bingluan muttered, her long legs slightly rubbing against the boy's legs as she twisted her body. The contact between her pert buttocks and Wei Tu's thighs was incredibly stimulating, making one's blood boil. But Ye Bingluan didn't seem to feel the flames slowly burning within her yet, instead choosing to smile slyly. "But I didn't make it up either, I really am getting married... it's just that the person I'm marrying..." "...You're not going to talk about me, are you?" The boy, who had just experienced a bit of romance, instantly dispelled all the ambiguity in his mind, and he wanted to run away. No wonder he sensed a conspiracy the moment he entered Chaoge, so this was one of those conspiracies!