Granny Gong led the others away, leaving Bixi behind.
Bixi looked unconvinced.
She was confident that once the crown prince saw her, he would be attracted by her beauty.
Feng Wu had no idea that an ambitious girl had arrived at the crown prince’s residence.
Thump!
The crown prince casually threw Feng Wu onto the soft bed after he walked into his study.
Rubbing her arms, which were hurting from being carried around, Feng Wu glared at Jun Linyuan.
The crown prince closed the door behind him when he walked in and ignored Feng Wu after that.
Feng Wu simply found him ridiculous.
Why was Jun Linyuan doing this? She had only teased him over how innocent he was; did he have to be so angry?
Hmph! She decided that she would ignore him as well.
Instead of getting up, she slouched back on the soft bed and turned her back on Jun Linyuan.
Probably exhausted by the day’s events, Feng Wu gradually felt her eyelids grow heavy.
In the end, she fell asleep.
When she woke up, it was two hours later.
She sat up, holding the duvet and rubbing her sleepy eyes. The warm candlelight on the wall gradually reminded her of today’s events.
She recalled everything that had happened in the immortal flower grove today, the fact that Jun Linyuan had snatched her, and…
And she fell asleep when she was still mad at Jun Linyuan. How incredible!
Feng Wu patted her own head in frustration. She then turned her head and looked around.
She saw Jun Linyuan working at his table.
In the dim light, she saw his profile, with his chiseled jaw and deep-set features.
He wore a thin robe with a heavy cape over his shoulders, looking elegant and majestic.
He was reading a memorial to the throne.
Feng Wu knew that Jun Linyuan was raised as the future heir to the throne.
It was common knowledge that being the crown prince was the most difficult job in the world.
Because of their “tenure,” all emperors held complicated and conflicted feelings toward their crown princes.
An emperor would feel threatened if the crown prince was too active and became too popular among the officials.
But if the crown prince was too mediocre, the emperor would doubt if he was suitable for the job.
And it became even harder for the crown prince if the emperor lived to a very old age.
All crown princes hence trod on thin ice and lived difficult lives.
However, Jun Linyuan was quite comfortable in his role.
He had a short temper, could be arrogant or cruel at times, and would do whatever he wanted without any scruples.
Despite that, the officials thought highly of him, the commoners admired him, and even the emperor himself couldn’t do anything about his willfulness.
Feng Wu felt that compared with Jun Linyuan, Emperor Wu looked more like a wronged little wife, while his son was the great fiend.
Resting her chin on one hand, Feng Wu studied Jun Linyuan’s well-defined face with her curious, twinkling eyes.
The crown prince was reading a memorial to the throne.
Since he was the crown prince, he would receive copies of all the memorials to the throne.
He was a very fast reader, and it only took him a quick glance to memorize the content.
State affairs that would take Emperor Wu ten hours to sort through would only take Jun Linyuan one hour, and he was able to give advice afterward.
Handling state affairs was a walk in the park.
However, instead of quickly going through the memorial to the throne this time, he was stuck on a line and couldn’t turn a page.
