Chapter 155
Chapter 155: Being both an Empress and a Maid (Part One)
Fu Chengque felt more flustered after leaving the bathroom, half believing and half disbelieving Wen Yu’s words.
According to Wen Yu’s consistent style, he must be teasing her, even if there’s none today, he’ll say there is. Conversely, it’s not guaranteed that there won’t be a sudden attack, and the daily life of the tyrant might start abruptly.
She didn’t want to mess up her plans in this fluster and panic, ruining her plans for many days.
Must be cautious, must be cautious.
Wen Yu had already returned home, and the smell of food wafted through the door, making her hungry.
During the short walk from her house to the Wen family’s, the former Empress had adjusted her mindset, wearing a natural and casual expression. As soon as she entered the Wen family’s house, she sat down at the dining table and clanged the bowls and chopsticks.
“I’m hungry, I’m hungry, I’m hungry…”
She shouted.
Wen Yu walked out of the kitchen, carrying two plates, with a pretended fierce look: “What are you knocking for? Didn’t your dad teach you not to knock bowls and chopsticks?”
“Oh… my bad.”
“It’s okay, can bend a little.”
Wen Yu put on a warm smile, served the dishes, and said, “Truly worthy of being both an Empress and a maid, Qiao’er.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Chengque’s face turned red in an instant. The momentum she had been holding back broke on the spot. She didn’t even know where to start criticizing or refuting Wen Yu’s short words. While Wen Yu was busy in the kitchen, she muttered at the dining table, “Empress is right,” “I’m not a maid,” “Don’t call me Qiao’er.” Though her confidence wavered, she still kept up her pride.
When Wen Yu also sat down to eat, she sneaked glances at the young man in front of her while feeling anxious.
Wen Yu knew exactly what she was thinking. Fu Chengque might usually seem easygoing, but her face was not thick-skinned enough to easily accept such remarks. Even though she was sitting there calmly, her mind was already racing, wanting to run away.
He glanced at her, amused by her awkwardness, and kindly said, “Stop looking around, let’s eat. We’ll consider whether to be the tyrant after buying fruits.”
In any case, there was no escaping a day of service. If they returned late in the afternoon, it could be postponed until tomorrow morning—
How about Fu Chengque waking up service?
When the thought suddenly arose, he became excited—
But!
It must be!
Fu Chengque didn’t feel relieved at all.
She only felt that this would prolong her sentence, which was worse than giving her a quick death!
But since Wen Yu said so, she couldn’t refuse—today was just like this, whatever he said would go.
What a tragedy!
On what was supposed to be a relaxing day off, she felt more anxious and disturbed than during the second mock exam. It was nerve-wracking and terrifying, making her feel as if the ghosts themselves were afraid…
She ate slowly, feeding herself one grain of rice at a time, pondering:
If she procrastinated a bit longer, by the time they bought fruits and returned, the parents would also be back, and serving as the tyrant wouldn’t be today.
What a clever plan.
However, Wen Yu immediately saw through her delaying tactics.
He tapped the edge of Fu Chengque’s bowl with his chopsticks and teased, “However long it takes for you to finish your rice, that’s how long I’ll be the tyrant.”
The former Empress was greatly surprised, quickly scooping up rice, feeling utterly dejected in her heart.
Seeing Wen Yu’s attitude, there was no escape today.
After finishing the meal, Wen Yu washed the dishes and went to the balcony to hang clothes. Fu Chengque followed up, asking softly, “Does accompanying you to buy fruit count as the time for serving as the tyrant?”
Wen Yu smiled, “Of course not! This is preparatory work.”
“Then won’t I be at a loss?”
“Where’s the loss? Don’t you eat fruit?”
“I don’t eat!”
“Nonsense. When I’m the tyrant, I’ll definitely make you eat fruit. Then, will you eat?”
“Ah?”
Wen Yu continued, “Since you’re going to eat, should we go buy it today? Are you buying food for me? No, you’re buying it for yourself! If it’s your own matter, shouldn’t you do it yourself?”
“…”
Oh.
It seems like that’s the case!
Fu Chengque pondered for a moment, then nodded lightly, “Okay… let’s go then.”
There was something strange about it?
This slight sense of strangeness quickly disappeared under the gentle spring breeze, but the wind outside was cool, still carrying the chill of spring. However, this wind also carried layers of grassy and leafy scents, accompanied by the rustling sound, faintly mixed with the chirping of insects.
On the way to the fruit shop, she walked neither fast nor slow, occasionally looking back, and Wen Yu also followed leisurely, neither hurrying nor delaying.
Suddenly, the patterns on the road surface turned into large slabs, which sparked an impulse in her.
With her hands behind her back, she started hopping on the road, saying as she hopped, “Do you like spring?”
“It’s okay.”
“Then do you like summer?”
“It’s okay too.”
“Huh? Do you prefer autumn then?”
“It’s just so-so.”
“No way, winter…”
“It’s alright.”
“Which one do you actually like the most?”
“Spring, I guess.”
“I just asked you, and you said ‘It’s okay’!”
“Because I suddenly quite like today.”
Fu Chengque jumped into one of the stone slabs, saying, “I like it too!” Then she stood there for a while, looking for the next slab with her head down.
Not finding one, she called out, “Oh, no more slabs! I win!”
She took a deep breath and followed Wen Yu’s steps.
“Wait for me!”
There were few customers outside the fruit shop on weekends. The fruits currently available were either greenhouse-grown or leftovers from the Spring Festival, with not many varieties.
As soon as Fu Chengque arrived here, her eyes started wandering. Unlike other customers who looked for what they liked and were happy when they found it, she frowned when she found what she wanted.
Bananas, grapes… so many!
Domestic and imported, a wide variety. Emperor Wen Yu was living in a good time, with plenty of options for bananas and grapes.
There were also oranges, mangoes, pineapples…
Oh no, there’s no escaping now!
Now she just hoped Wen Yu would pick something normal, like bananas. They were easier to peel, at least they provided some distance…
Wen Yu didn’t look at the fruits. He focused on Fu Chengque’s expression, finding her rapidly changing expressions interesting. She must be considering which fruit would be her instrument of torture for today.
Quite interesting.
Just watching her anxious appearance was extremely amusing.
After a short while, Fu Chengque finally looked over, only realizing someone had been watching her for a while when their eyes met.
“Why are you… looking at me?” she took a step back and asked.
“I’m thinking about what to eat,” Wen Yu smiled.
“Oh! I think… bananas are good!” she nodded.
He agreed, “Indeed! Peel them and then hand them over, there’s a peculiar feeling. Good choice!”
“Great! Let’s go with bananas!”
Fu Chengque was overjoyed.
But she saw that Wen Yu still had a smile on his face, and her heart suddenly sank!
Then she heard the young man saying slowly, “Let me think, what else should I eat…”
The girl widened her eyes.
Wen Yu looked over, teasingly saying, “I never said I would only eat one type…”
***
The two returned from the fruit shop with two bags of fruit, with a variety of types.
The flavors were rich and exceptionally sweet.
Back home, after putting the things in the fridge, Wen Yu clapped his hands, then turned and sat on the sofa in the living room. Fu Chengque stood on the side, looking like a servant girl waiting to be scolded by an ancient landlord, feeling timid.
But the wicked landlord Wen Yu showed no mercy at all. Instead, he smiled even more, spreading his arms and leaning back on the sofa, crossing his legs arrogantly.
“Maid! Where’s my maid?! Where’s my servant?!” he exclaimed.
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