Chapter 6
Chapter 6: The Late Empress’s Unfinished Business
The city rarely experienced such heavy rain.
It felt as if the entire city was furious.
Through the window, Wen Yu saw a signboard “Good Houses for Slow Sale, Luxurious Residences” flying past, rolling and rushing towards the sky.
With this wind force, can the waterproof cloth hold at all?
The phone beeped, and Wen Yu picked it up to see it was a message from the publicity group.
【Queen’s First Harem】(5)
【Xiao Gua】: Chengque, we can’t go swimming anymore.
【Xiao Gua】: The wind is too strong, @Wen Yu, is the waterproof cloth holding up well?
【Fu Chengque】: Next time, I’m a bit worried about the billboard over there.
【Wen Yu】: Bricks have been placed all around, but I can’t guarantee…
【Lu Min】: Do you want to go check? If the waterproof cloth leaks, it’s over.
【Fu Chengque】: No, don’t go out at all, it’s dangerous. If you get soaked, I’ll tell the teacher on Monday.
Just as the small group fell silent, Wen Yu suddenly heard a “clank” of metal collision from the next room.
Wen Yu was all too familiar with this sound.
“Fu Chengque’s parents are back?”
With such heavy rain, they should postpone coming home from work.
Is Fu Chengque going out?
Wen Yu hurried to the door and indeed saw Fu Chengque coming downstairs with an umbrella, so he quickly stepped forward to stop her.
“Are you crazy?”
Fu Chengque stubbornly tried to push Wen Yu away but found it impossible.
“I have to go and see, I’m worried.”
“Even if you look, it won’t change anything. You can’t do anything in such heavy rain.”
The girl slipped under Wen Yu’s arm and quickly said, “If my parents ask, tell them I went swimming with Xiao Gua and haven’t returned yet.”
Then she hurried downstairs and rushed into the rain curtain.
Wen Yu couldn’t let her go alone. If something happened, without Fu Chengque’s parents’ intervention, both sets of parents would blame him.
Turning back, he grabbed an umbrella and also rushed into the storm.
***
The umbrella was completely useless. When Wen Yu reached the school gate, everything below his neck was soaked.
Fu Chengque, who had taken the first step, was squatting under the billboard with the umbrella.
Looking in the direction, only a dark wall panel remained of the big bulletin board, and the colorful stars and hopeful words it protected disappeared with the fierce wind and rain.
He stepped forward and pulled Fu Chengque up.
“Let’s go, don’t catch a cold.”
Fu Chengque was lost in thought.
She wasn’t actually sad, just feeling that everyone’s two weeks of effort had gone to waste because of a rain shower, which was too unfortunate.
This is something beyond human control, right?
If her cheat ability were more powerful, like those in fantasy novels, turning stones into gold, reversing time, everyone wouldn’t have to worry about such trivial matters.
But for now, the clean and shiny blackboard in front of her… it’s really such a pity.
Her arm was suddenly pulled forcefully.
Fu Chengque turned her head to see Wen Yu’s soaked face, a blend of regret and concern, and her nose instantly felt sore.
“Wen Yu, it’s gone. Sniffle… the rainproof cloth… it’s gone… everything is gone…”
“I know, I saw it.”
“What… what should we do?”
She sobbed, “Sniffle… being a queen is so difficult… Sob, Pfft!”
As she spoke, the wind sent rainwater into her mouth.
Wen Yu had no interest in creating a dramatic atmosphere in the pouring rain. He lifted Fu Chengque and said, “Forget about being a queen… you’re just a drenched sparrow right now. Let’s go home first, then figure out what to do.”
Pfft.
Back at home, Wen Yu pushed the girl into the bathroom, then grabbed a set of pajamas and placed them nearby.
Just as he was about to leave, the bathroom door cracked open, and a head peeked out.
“Wen Yu, even if I become the supreme queen in the future, will you still help me when I need you?”
“Huh? Am I some brainless lackey?”
“What lackey, that sounds awful! I mean, a friend.”
“Even a queen needs friends?”
“If she needs them, will you be there?”
“If you ask, I’ll be there.”
The girl took a deep breath. “You can go now, don’t… Bang!”
With a thud, the boy was already back in his own home.
“…”
Wen Yu finished showering and came out, finding dozens of unread messages on his phone.
Scrolling through, he realized everyone was discussing the big bulletin board.
【Queen’s First Harem】(5)
【Fu Chengque】: Gentlemen, our big bulletin board, it’s all gone. [Crying cat]
【Xiao Gua】: ?!
【Lu Min】: Huh? All gone?
【Fu Chengque】: I just went to check, it’s all gone.
【Fang Ling】: This… well, considering the weather, it’s unexpected.
【Xiao Gua】: How could this happen, we’ve been busy for two weeks!
【Xiao Gua】: Just our luck, last year there was a canopy on the big bulletin board, but it got demolished this year.
【Xiao Gua】: And we encounter heavy rain for the first time… [Angry][Angry]
【Lu Min】: The weather forecast for tomorrow says it’ll be sunny, should we redo it?
【Xiao Gua】: Redo? No way!
【Fu Chengque】: I want to try…
The chat room suddenly fell silent.
Followed by a row of confusion.
【Xiao Gua】【Fang Ling】【Lu Min】: ?
【Fu Chengque】: I feel like I can do it.
【Fu Chengque】: This will be the first step for this queen to conquer the world!
【Xiao Gua】: [Laughs loudly] Although I don’t object, what’s with the queen?
【Fang Ling】: I feel the same, let’s go for it tomorrow, sisters!
【Lu Min】: 7 a.m. tomorrow, gather at the entrance! Let’s work hard for our families!
【Fu Chengque】: @All members, sisters, no matter what, this queen will remember your great contributions. In the future, you will be my right-hand men in ruling the world, conquering lands far and wide, at this moment!
【Fu Chengque】: If this succeeds, we’ll go camping!
20:55
【Wen Yu】: …
【Wen Yu】: Doesn’t anyone want to ask for my opinion?
【Wen Yu】: ?
The belated question mark didn’t stir any replies.
During the night, the wind ceased and the rain stopped.
The next day, it was sunny, but Fu Chengque had a high fever.
Before the empire’s founding was halfway through, she collapsed directly.
When Wen Yu went to visit, Fu Chengque lay in bed, her lips pale.
She trembled as she reached out to Wen Yu, trying to make two sounds.
Wen Yu leaned closer to listen:
“Bulletin… board…”
So dedicated!
Wen Yu thought of a colloquial saying: If she failed, the school would be ruined.
Her mind was muddled from the fever, but her hand reached out towards Wen Yu in a frenzy.
Wen Yu could only let her grab a finger, holding her tightly.
So close.
Close enough for Wen Yu’s senses to feel Fu Chengque’s heavy and warm breaths, and to observe the rise and fall of her nostrils, with tiny beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, reflecting Wen Yu’s bewildered expression.
She’s so beautiful.
Her cheeks are delicate, showing a sickly flush. Her eyes are half-closed, and her eyelashes tremble slightly.
Her jawline resembles the line of hills covered with snow in winter, extending downwards, disappearing at her neck.
“Wen… Wen Yu, I want to go…”
“You can’t get up.” Wen Yu hurriedly calmed herself.
“I… want to go, wuwuwu…”
“You really can’t, in your condition, getting up will make you faint.”
Fu Chengque anxiously murmured, “You… you help me, can you help me…”
Then she suddenly took a breath and said, “Help me up…”
And then she fainted.
Wen Yu looked stunned.
There are really people who act like they’re in a play in real life.
It’s better to say that Fu Chengque may indeed have a talent for acting. She doesn’t need to act on set, she can just express genuine emotions directly.
When Wen Yu arrived at the school, the others were already there.
The absence of their mainstay dealt a heavy blow to the whole team. After discussing, they decided to continue the unfinished work of their predecessor.
With Fu Chengque down, the second artist, Fang Ling, took over the brush. Then, for half the morning, she struggled with the first star, unable to draw it to satisfaction. The already insufficient time seemed even more urgent.
At lunchtime, at a small restaurant, Fang Ling burst into tears.
“I… I can’t draw well. Compared to Chengque, I’m too far behind… I feel like I can’t do it…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Just try your best, the teachers will understand.” Xiao Gua comforted.
“Just give it a try, draw freely.” Lu Min also said, “Fu Chengque did really well this time, almost like an art student. You don’t have to be like her.”
“But, it can’t be too different on the big bulletin board…”
The three fell silent.
In the afternoon, after failing to draw the stars and characters, Fang Ling completely gave up.
“I can’t do it, I really can’t, I give up… I don’t want to draw anymore.”
The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
After a while, a voice broke the silence.
“Let me try, okay?” Wen Yu said.
After looking for a while, he only had one feeling: this painting is actually very simple, so simple that he can do it easily, and even at worst, the effect will be the same as Fu Chengque’s.
“Oh, Wen Yu, you can paint too?”
“I’ll give it a try… I’m not sure.”
With that, he picked up a chalk, and with his wrist flying, a star far better than what Fang Ling had drawn appeared quickly in the corner of the blackboard.
“Wow! Wen Yu, you’re really good at painting!!”
“This level is not worse than Chengque’s, if you knew how to paint earlier, you wouldn’t have let Fang Ling suffer like this.”
Wen Yu was even more surprised. He had only tried the enhancement of the golden finger on studying so far, and indeed, it yielded twice the result with half the effort.
This time it was used in “painting,” and the clear results even surprised himself.
Xiao Gua excitedly handed him the chalk and pushed Wen Yu towards the ladder.
“Wen Yu, we’re really counting on you. Come on, come on…”
Fang Ling sighed and said, “Even if Wen Yu can paint as well as Chengque, there’s only half a day left, and I wasted half a day, I’m sorry.”
“We’ll paint as much as we can?”
“Or we can draw briefly, as long as there’s a framework to fill in the content. We definitely won’t finish in half a day…”
“Wouldn’t that look haphazard…”
The three looked at Wen Yu for answers.
Wen Yu pondered for a moment and said:
“Drawing before is definitely not an option. I have a bold idea, do you want to try it?”
The blackboard, washed by the heavy rain, was a perfect ink-colored canvas.
In his mind, a scene had already been engraved on it.
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