Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 761: What Should I Do?_1

Chapter 761: Chapter 761: What Should I Do?_1

"Oh? Why is that?" Nan Feng didn’t have anyone to gossip with on the Siyuan side.

Consort De shared the details about Zhang Tao with Nan Feng.

Nan Feng sympathetically watched Consort De, her face clearly discontent yet maintaining a polite smile.

She said: "It was merely a coincidence. I’m not a living Bodhisattva. However, I believe that the Emperor is also human, and humans are subject to passions and desires. I’ve only this much to say as advice. As a consort, you should take some initiative and not let him lead in everything."

Consort De innocently asked: "Really? So, what should I do?"

"I’m not the Emperor’s consort, so I’m not sure what to do. Anyhow, I’ve spoken my piece. Please, Consort De, ponder over the specifics yourself."

"..."

Consort De sat in Siyuan for a while longer, making a conscious effort to learn from Nan Feng’s demeanor. However, she found it difficult to understand why the always cool and reserved Nan Feng was advising her to take the initiative.

It didn’t seem logical.

Noticing that Nan Feng was no longer interested in striking up a conversation, Consort De offered her food, but she was reluctant to leave.

"Miss Nan, I would like to take a stroll around Siyuan. If you’re busy, feel free to go about your affairs. Don’t mind me, I’ll go back on my own when I’m tired."

Nan Feng gave Consort De a puzzled look.

Consort De seemed like a rather dull person, but Nan Feng didn’t think she had any ill intentions, so she let her go.

...

Consort De was already feeling depressed, so she simply chose a spot in the fields and sat down, protected from the sun by a parasol held by one of the palace maids.

She hadn’t been fond of sitting in the fields before because they were dirty, everywhere was muddy, but now she didn’t care. In the distance, Nan Feng was using her hands to plant some seedlings.

If Nan Feng wasn’t afraid of getting dirty, then she wouldn’t be either, especially since the Emperor wasn’t summoning her. She had nothing to lose.

Eventually, Consort De, having nothing else to do, decided to join Nan Feng planting vegetables.

Having never done any physical work before, Consort De was clumsy in the vegetable field. She got mud on her face and wet her shoes while watering the plants. Her hem was soaked and muddy, a complete mess.

Nan Feng watched Consort De without offering much help. After all, Consort De took it upon herself to plant the seedlings. She was free to plant or not to plant, however, she chose too, Nan Feng certainly was not going to apologize because of the mud on her hem.

Consort De suddenly realized there was something refreshing about Nan Feng’s disregard for ceremony. They seemed to get along better this way.

The Emperor must be tired of their strict adherence to rules, which is probably why he preferred spending time with Nan Feng.

Consort De stayed in Siyuan until evening.

She used to dislike Siyuan for being dirty but now she found there was a certain charm in the boundless fields and clear blue sky. There was birdsong and floral fragrance everywhere, refreshingly different from the constant busywork of embroidery.

She felt fortunate to be a consort who, unlike the lower-ranked, had unrestricted access to Siyuan.

Consort De slowly returned to the palace.

Since she wasn’t expecting the Emperor, she took her time.

But upon her return to her quarters in Cuizhu Palace, she was informed by a hasty palace maid: "Your Highness, where have you been? The Emperor has arrived."

"The Emperor?"

She was in trouble.

She needed to bathe quickly, change her clothes, and shoes.

But did she have enough time?

Just as Consort De was exiting her quarters hesitantly, she saw the Emperor coming out.

It was completely dark. Only the lanterns in the courtyard were lit. Under their dim yellow glow, the Emperor’s eyes were as cold as ever.