The Empress Regnant’s Enchanting Consort (36)
Bai Weiwei: “I have no interest in women.”
System: “Hurtling face-first to the ground from 10,000 meters.”
Bai Weiwei struggled to refuse. “It’s not good to have an affair, ah. How can someone of high morals like me cheat?”
Completely forgetting about the world plane of the pillow baby1.
The speechless Bai Weiwei added: “If Feng Yunian finds out, all the favorability I’ve been so painstakingly2 collecting will be gone.”
The system silently searched through its memories before confirming: “You’ve been sitting there and gaining favorability in this plane. What ‘painstakingly’”?
Bai Weiwei: “…Aren’t I painstakingly showing off my love?”
The system was rendered speechless. As a single dog being shown off to, it felt sad.
【Ding, Feng Ling’s favorability is at 60.】
Bai Weiwei was expressionless. “Hmph, I have my morals. Even if I lose favorability, I won’t…”
【Ding, Feng Ling’s favorability is at 55.】
Bai Weiwei: “I won’t capture women…”
【Ding, Feng Ling’s favorability is at 50.】
Bai Weiwei abruptly stood up.
Beside her, Feng Yunian, who had already finished handling government affairs and was not playing chess with himself, raised his head and asked softly: “What is it, Your Majesty?”
Bai Weiwei showed a blindingly bright smile. “Nothing, I’m going to the kitchen to see if my pineapple cake3 is ready.”
The fingers placing the piece paused, but Feng Yunian didn’t reveal the slightest change in expression. “It should be done. The attendant will bring it.”
Bai Weiwei: “I’ll go, ba. I’ll be back.”
Saying this, she immediately turned and left.
Feng Yunian watched her scurry away for a while before he struck away the chess pieces on the board.
The pieces clattered to the ground.
He expressionlessly stood to his feet and walked away step by step, his hands behind his back.
Bai Weiwei arrived at the cold palace and saw Feng Ling sitting in a chair, sneering at her as she served tea.
“What, now that you have a new love, you spurn the old? I heard that you’ve lost your head and favor Feng Yunian.”
Feng Ling had finished speaking, but she found that the other party was silent.
In the past, when they had gotten along, Bai Weiwei had always flattered her.
When she heard outside that Feng Yunian was favored. Remembering that Feng Yunian’s appearance was similar to hers, she thought that Bai Weiwei was looking for a substitute.
So she hadn’t been worried.
But later she heard that Bai Weiwei wanted to establish Feng Yunian as empress.
That was when she began to feel surprised.
For what reason could a substitute climb over her head?
Her country was taken away by Bai Weiwei, but it had originally been taken because she hadn’t given Bai Weiwei a chance.
Told her directly that they could not be.
Unless she was empress, she had no choice.
Later, Bai Weiwei succeeded in rebelling. She had been furious at the time and had begun to plan an assassination.
She had people incite Feng Yunian to court death.
She hadn’t expected…
Bai Weiwei suddenly spoke in a cold voice: “Came to see if you were doing well. I’ll leave once I’ve finished looking.”
Feng Ling raised her eyes and fiercely glared at her, but she saw Bai Weiwei in a delicate, light green robe, her long hair tied back simply with a headband. When she stood in the sun’s rays, her entire being was breathtakingly gorgeous and exquisite.
Bai Weiwei’s appearance had always been excellent.
She had always considered herself beautiful, but in front of Bai Weiwei, she always came out slightly worse.
And now, she found that she seemed to be much worse.
Beautiful enough to astonish.
【Ding, Feng Ling’s favorability is 55.】
Bai Weiwei, who hadn’t done a thing: “…”
This favorability went up and down like a twitch.
Just as Feng Ling returned to her senses, she threw the teacup onto the table. Her eyes flashed with a cold light.
“I am not doing well here.”
For her, to be willing to tell the truth was already a gesture of submission.
She thought Bai Weiwei would feel heartache.
“If you’re not, then hold it in.”
This sentence was frighteningly callous.
1: The plane of the spurned wife. Arc 7?↩
2: 拼死拼活: one’s utmost; (to fight or work) desperately hard.↩
3: 凤梨糕: pineapple cake, but it’s more like a pastry than a typical cake.↩