A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

Chapter 277 Enjoying the Snow in the Imperial Garden

Those below could not hear the conversation on the throne, but the intimate behavior between the emperor and empress amazed all the palace servants, who all hid at the back and whispered among themselves.

Yao Ruoyu ignored this, only lowering her head and calmly playing the konghou in her hands. The way she played so earnestly seemed to be surrounded by soft light, too eye-catching and too beautiful.

The two people seated remained silent for a moment. Xin Moyan was also captivated by the beautiful music, her eyes glued to the screen, secretly marveling at Consort Yao's talent.

But why isn't Ye Wumian finding fault this time?

Thinking of this, she glanced to the side, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Ye Wumian held a wine glass in one hand, sitting upright and solemnly. He seemed to be frozen in place, and his gentle gaze toward the audience was not the hypocritical and pretentious look he had in front of her. Instead, it was unusually fervent, as if he were admiring a perfect work of art.

This……

Is the person Ye Wumian truly in love with actually Consort Yao?

But why did he torment her?

This left Xin Moyan completely baffled.

For as long as Yao Ruoyu played with her eyebrows lowered, Ye Wumian stared at her for just as long, until the music ended and the sound faded away.

The moment Yao Ruoyu raised her head, Ye Wumian quickly turned his face, only to be met with that gossipy gaze.

Xin Moyan's lips curled up slightly, her smile particularly bright and malicious. She had caught Ye Wumian red-handed. No wonder she wanted her to play the role of a lovelorn couple; it turned out she wanted to make Consort Yao jealous!

"Little...Little Yan'er, why are you looking at me like that?"

He felt intimidated by being stared at, and his voice lacked confidence.

"Hehe~ Sleepless Night, since you like Consort Yao, why do you always make things difficult for her?"

"What nonsense are you spouting, Xiao Yan'er? You are my favorite, otherwise I wouldn't have made you my empress."

After a glass of wine, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and his expression returned to its original alluring and seductive look.

Xin Moyan shrugged, her eyes conveying a clear understanding without saying a word.

"This humble woman makes a fool of herself."

Ye Wumian scoffed, "Hmph! Of course it's ugly. I don't even know what you're playing. Come here and give me a shoulder massage."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

She was like a puppet on a string, obeying Ye Wumian's commands with a blank expression.

"Your Majesty... Consort Yao is not feeling well. She has been standing since earlier and played the music for so long. Please let her rest for a while!"

Ye Wumian nodded solemnly, "Since the Empress is so understanding, then I will be merciful. Consort Yao, find a place to rest and don't interfere with my relationship with Xiao Yan'er."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

These three words were the ones Yao Ruoyu said most often in the past six months, and Ye Wumian also used them to order her around every day with the same enthusiasm.

At this moment, a person entered from outside the door, wrapped in black cloth from head to toe. This was exactly the same clothing that the people who chased her and Xuan Yuan wore that day. Xin Moyan couldn't help but secretly despise Ye Wumian in her heart.

"Owner."

The man knelt on one knee, his expression obscured, yet a deep sense of awe was palpable.

"Ah."

Ye Wumian gave a cold reply and waved for him to leave first.

"Little Yan'er, I have important matters to attend to. You can eat and play for now. If you have any requests, just tell Consort Yao. I will come to keep you company later."

"No! Go do what you need to do, don't come again."

These words made Ye Wumian lose face. She raised her eyes, gritted her teeth, and warned, "Little Yan'er, have you forgotten what I said again?"

Xin Moyan pouted and said helplessly, "Fine!"

After a moment's thought, he spoke up just before Ye Wumian turned around, "Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

She flashed a bright smile. "Your Majesty, didn't you say it was snowing outside? I've never seen snow before. Could you let me go out and take a look?"

"no!"

Without a second thought, Ye Wumian rejected her request outright.

Xin Moyan clasped her hands together, speaking with utmost sincerity.

"I assure you, I will not run away. Besides, this palace is all your territory, so I can't escape anyway. Really, I just wanted to see the snow."

Of course, it would be even better if we could find out some escape routes and terrain.

"Really?"

"Mmm! As you know, it's only late autumn in Yuanqi, and there's no snow yet. I'm really curious!"

She blinked, trying to make her story sound more believable.

"Very well, Consort Yao."

"Kings."

"Since the Empress is new here and unfamiliar with the layout of the palace, and has never seen snow before, why don't you take Yan'er for a walk in the Imperial Garden?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Before leaving, Ye Wumian glanced at Xin Moyan one last time, saying, "Remember, the entire palace is filled with my assassins. If you make any rash moves, you may lose your life."

"Yeah, don't worry!"

Xin Moyan's smile was particularly bright and pure, which made Yao Ruoyu like her more and more.

"Your Majesty, I would like to take you for a walk in the Imperial Garden."

“Consort Yao, don’t call me Your Majesty the Empress. I am not his Empress.”

"Now that he has made you empress, he is determined to have you. Your Majesty, you have no way to contend with him."

The two linked arms and chatted as they walked.

"Who said that? Let me tell you, my husband... my future husband is amazing, he will definitely come to rescue me."

"Your husband?"

"Hmm, Consort Yao, have you ever heard of the name Xuan Yuan?"

Yao Ruoyu frowned and thought for a long time, then shook her head, "This humble woman has never heard of such a person."

"Strange! How did they meet? And how did they become enemies?"

Xin Moyan scratched her head, truly unable to understand.

"Your Majesty, look, it's snowing again."

She quickly looked up and saw snow falling heavily, turning everything white. She had only ever seen such a magnificent and beautiful scene in TV dramas.

"Very cool!"

Xin Moyan squatted on the ground building a snowman, and couldn't help but sigh, "This soft, fluffy snow feels so good!"

"Hehe~ Your Majesty, you seem to really like snow."

"Hmm, I've never seen snow before!"

She paused in her work, looked up and glanced around. Finding that the palace maids and eunuchs were quite far away, she quickly waved for Yao Ruoyu to come closer.

"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Xin Moyan lowered her voice and whispered, "Consort Yao, do you know if there are any other paths in the Imperial Garden that you can sneak out of?"

"This……"

Yao Ruoyu turned her head and glanced at the shaded area. "Your Majesty, walls have ears. The King's assassins are nearby. You can't get out."

"I'll get out even if I can't! I'm not going to marry Ye Wumian!"

"Ah? Then why did you just now..."

Yao Ruoyu didn't finish speaking, but her complex gaze made Xin Moyan immediately understand.

"Consort Yao, do you enjoy sleepless nights?"