Occasionally, when Wan Zhen’er lowered her head and the wind blew, a strand of hair would cover her eyes. She would brush it away, squinting and looking ahead, unknowingly charming in her inviting yet reserved manner.
She asked the Emperor: “Is the baby cute?”
The Emperor said: “Cute.”
Wan Zhen’er asked again: “Do you like him?”
The Emperor said: “Like.”
The child was in Wan Zhen’er’s arms, with two big black eyes rolling around. The child babbled and reached out, pulling at the ruby on Wan Zhen’er’s collar. The sparkling ruby, under the sunlight, emitted dazzling rays. The child had never seen such a thing before and probably thought it was a high-end toy.
Wan Zhen’er took off the ruby and gave it to the child.
Wan Zhen’er said: “I’ll give this to you, okay?”
The child didn’t respond, just happily took it and lowered his head to play with it.
At this moment, waves of food fragrance drifted over. Wan Zhen’er suddenly felt hungry. In the palace, every meal was full of delicacies, and she was tired of seeing them. Now, this primitive, green flavor made Wan Zhen’er’s mouth water.
Wan Zhen’er said: “Emperor, I’m hungry.”
The Emperor smiled: “I, I’m hungry too.”
Wan Zhen’er said: “Shall we eat here?”
The Emperor said: “Yes, I’ll listen to my beloved.”
A coquettish “Emperor” and a deeply affectionate “beloved” stunned the child’s parents standing nearby.
Their souls nearly left their bodies, having never been so shocked in their entire lives. Ah, the people before them were the famous Emperor and his other half.
Wan Zhen’er laughed, habitually squinting her long, slender eyes, her face like a lotus flower. This smile, this posture – Wan Zhen’er had practiced thousands of times in front of the mirror. She knew it was devastatingly beautiful, an unspeakably charming gesture, like a light-speed seduction that could enchant the Emperor, capable of making him lose his soul.
At that moment, it was dusk.
The evening sunlight happened to fall on Wan Zhen’er, gilding her hair with a golden edge, her face with a golden edge, making her entire being resemble a golden metallic statue.
The Emperor stared at Wan Zhen’er, unable to look away.
