On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 455 He's Shy
He became familiar with the maids in Miss Wang's courtyard. He gave the maid a look. The maid understood and hurried to find Ye Zhiyu.

"Girl, girl, your majesty is here."

Rong'er disappeared into the room, and Ye Zhiyu said: "I understand, let your Majesty come in."

"Girl, your majesty doesn't look good and is in a bad mood. Do you want me to coax your majesty later?" the maid reminded after receiving Eunuch Chen's instructions.

not in a good mood?

Ye Zhiyu's face changed slightly.

She let Rong'er out early in the morning and asked Rong'er to go to the Jinluan Palace to help her see the reaction of the civil and military officials when Feng Wuming said he wanted to make her his queen.

As expected, their reaction was very fierce. They were all dissatisfied with Feng Wuming's appointment of her as queen and wanted Feng Wuming to take back his life.

Feng Wuming is in a difficult situation.

Looking at some things for nail dyeing placed on the table, Ye Zhiyu raised his hand to put everything away and opened the door.

The palace maid saw her coming out and hurried to her side, describing how angry Feng Wuming was.

"Girl, His Majesty is always in a good mood every time he comes to see you. This time, his face is as dark as water and he has a cold aura. He must have been unhappy because he was unhappy in the morning. After a while, the girl will tease His Majesty..."

Ye Zhiyu didn't listen to the palace maid's reminder, and thought to herself, she might as well forget it.

The position of queen is not necessary.

She stopped and looked at the man who was standing not far away but didn't want to come in. He stood at the door with his eyebrows raised and his eyes fell directly on her.

You came here but didn't come in. Was it because you didn't want to bring bad emotions to her?

Ye Zhiyu walked over in a few steps: "Your Majesty, do you want to go in for a cup of tea? I made peony tea today."

Peony was given to her by Rong'er.

Feng Wuming stared at her quietly, without saying anything, and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, quietly absorbing the scent of her that made him feel at ease and comfortable.

When Eunuch Chen saw this scene, he waved his hands to the maids and quietly retreated.

Ye Zhiyu raised his hand and patted his back: "Your Majesty, have you been wronged?"

Wronged?

It’s not a grievance either.

She just couldn't bear to hear anyone say anything bad about her.

However, he couldn't get angry when those people said something bad about her.

He blamed himself for not being able to protect her properly.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ye Zhiyu also knew that he was in a bad mood.

Rong'er repeated what the ministers said to her. He cared about her and couldn't bear to hear others belittle her and look down on her.

"Your Majesty, I just made spicy duck feet. Your Majesty is in for a treat. The duck feet are probably just right and can be eaten. Would you like to go in and drink scented tea with the duck feet?"

She held the man's hand and led him into the yard step by step.

The door was open, and the duck paws were placed on the table, still warm.

Feng Wuming sat down, poured a cup of scented tea and handed it to him, then pushed the duck paw in front of him: "Come on, have a taste."

Feng Wuming picked up the chopsticks, tasted the duck paw, and praised it.

"taste good."

Ye Zhiyu deliberately wanted to liven up the atmosphere: "That's not true, and we don't care who did it."

"As soon as I take action, I'll know if it's there. Is it no worse than the chef in the imperial kitchen?"

"Your Majesty, try this peony tea again. I added a little something else to it. It has a special taste and can also nourish the body."

Feng Wuming laughed when he heard her arrogant words: "You are more powerful than the cook in the imperial kitchen."

He took a sip of the scented tea and said, "This tea should only be found in heaven."

Ye Zhiyu glanced at him and pretended to be shy: "Your Majesty, I'll be embarrassed if you praise me like this. I'm afraid the cook from the imperial kitchen will beat me if I'm too loud."

"With me here, who dares to touch you?" Feng Wuming held her wrist and hesitated, not knowing how to tell her about the morning meeting.

Ye Zhiyu has always been very good at observing words and expressions. She took the initiative and said, "Your Majesty went to court today and mentioned that you would make me your queen?"

The man nodded.

"Are they all against it?" "Your Majesty, don't lie to me. I can tell you are in a bad mood."

Feng Wuming originally didn't want her to worry and wanted to handle the matter by himself, but he couldn't help but come to her.

He nodded.

"what do you think?"

What does she think?
What can she think.

Ye Zhiyu blinked, took his hand out of his palm, and held his chin: "Your Majesty, when you become the empress, do you have to be in charge of all affairs in the harem?"

Feng Wuming nodded.

Ye Zhiyu bit his lip gently and said carefully, "Being in charge of all the affairs of the harem must be very busy. I like to be lazy, and Your Majesty also knows that."

She pretended to be relaxed: "I have calculated that the position of queen is not for me. Your Majesty should follow the advice of the adults and there is no need to make me your queen."

Feng Wuming's face was expressionless, staring at her solemnly.

"You really don't want to be my queen?"

I want to be your queen, but I don’t want you to risk the disdain of the world and make me your queen.

Insisting on making me the queen, the civil and military officials and the public had different opinions.

With twinkling eyes, Ye Zhiyu lowered his head and drank tea to hide his guilt: "The queen is too tired, and there is nothing good about her."

"Your Majesty, don't we get along very well now?"

But he just wanted the two of them to have identities and be more legitimate.

He also didn't want her to be talked about behind her back.

After following him for so long, she still has no name or status. The price of the girl's family has dropped greatly, and the people in the palace can say all kinds of unpleasant things.

"Do you want to stay by my side anonymously?" Feng Wuming was a little annoyed.

She doesn't care at all.

Ye Zhiyu said nothing.

She couldn't accept that.

I don’t know how to pick it up either.

After waiting for a long time, but without seeing the woman's answer, he stood up and left.

Ye Zhiyu grabbed his hand: "I don't want you to be in trouble."

Feng Wuming's anger disappeared in an instant, and he looked down at her with joy and softness: "It's not that you don't want to be my queen, is it that you don't want to embarrass me?"

His eyes were burning, which made Ye Zhiyu feel a little embarrassed. He nodded and hummed as thin as a mosquito.

Feng Wuming sat down, turned from passive to active, hugged her gently, and heard a joyful voice in her ears.

"I'm so happy."

"Don't worry about the queen. I will ask them to agree. It's me who wants to establish a queen, not them."

As he spoke, his voice suddenly became low, and he sounded a little shy if he listened carefully.

"From now on, I will live with you, not them."

"We will live a good life in the future and let them open their eyes to see that the queen I have chosen is the one I like. She is the best queen and the most perfect match for me."

He squeezed her soft hand and couldn't put it down: "You are the best, no one can compare with you."

Ye Zhiyu felt sweet bubbles in her heart. She looked at the man's red earlobes and raised the corners of her lips.

Feng Wuming was actually shy.

She was a little excited, raised her feet and swayed twice.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty."

Feng Wuming pressed her forehead: "Then...is there any reward?"

She opened her eyes wide and pushed him: "You want a reward?"

After thinking for a while, she asked: "What reward do you want?" She had to take the encouragement route.

(End of this chapter)