nycdaug Chapter 228 Consort Fucha
Chapter 228 Consort Fucha
Fu Yurao, who had been sitting quietly to the side, took in every move of the chubby orange.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
The corners of his mouth subtly curled upwards, revealing a smile that held no meaning.
That smile concealed a hint of calculation, a touch of smugness, and seemingly mixed with a complex, indescribable emotion.
It was as if she had already taken control of the entire situation, or as if she was secretly pleased with everything that was about to happen.
Then Fu Yurao quietly stood up and left.
Seeing Fu Yurao leave, the musicians' worries dissipated considerably, and they became bolder.
They danced around the big, fat orange cat, like stars surrounding the moon.
Her figure was graceful, her skirt fluttering, every movement was full of allure and provocation.
They tried to completely lure the chubby orange into their carefully woven haven of tenderness.
The chubby orange-haired boy was completely captivated by the musicians' enthusiasm; his gaze followed them intently.
His eyes were filled with greed and desire, as if he were under a spell, unable to extricate himself.
A look of rapture appeared on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his eyes glazed over.
Completely immersed in it, they had long forgotten their original mission and identity.
They were only focused on indulging in this fleeting pleasure.
Fucha Peiyun was fully aware of all of this, including the actions of Yanxi Palace.
She had initially thought that the big, chubby orange cat could hold on for a while longer.
Unexpectedly, in less than half a month,
The big, fat orange cat couldn't wait to go to Yanxi Palace to visit Zhen Yurao.
This was exactly what Zhen Yurao wanted, and she fell right into the gentle trap she had carefully set.
Fucha Peiyun could easily imagine that the fat orange cat would be captivated by beauty.
Like a bee attracted by honey, completely immersed in the world of pleasure and unable to extricate itself, he looked like a lecherous pig.
His once clear mind was now shrouded in the fog of desire.
They are only concerned with pursuing immediate pleasure, completely ignoring the potential dangers lurking behind them.
The chubby orange was completely captivated by the female musicians chosen by Fu Yurao from the Southern Palace.
His scars hadn't even healed when he forgot the pain and resumed his life of debauchery and womanizing.
So engrossed in the immediate pleasure, they were completely unaware that they were walking step by step toward the abyss.
Empress Fucha Peiyun and Empress Nian Shilan only made a token gesture of advising the old man to take care of his health.
Their advice was nothing more than a formality.
In truth, they all secretly hoped that old Deng would die soon.
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan went together to persuade Da Pang Ju.
However, when they saw him, both of them were shocked.
Only a few months have passed,
This once majestic and dignified emperor had completely changed his appearance.
His eyes, once so deep and unfathomable, held an unfathomable depth of emotion.
Now it has become dull and lifeless, and its spirit is low.
His once sharp, narrow eyes became cloudy and lifeless.
It was as if it had lost its vitality, and it was completely different from its former radiance.
Moreover, although his figure is still plump, he has clearly lost his former vitality.
He looked as if his soul had been ripped out.
It was just an empty shell, devoid of any life.
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan exchanged a glance, both of them surprised.
They never expected that the big, fat orange would change so much.
In just a few months, he looked as if he had aged more than ten years.
When the chubby orange tree heard Su Peisheng announce the arrival of the two empresses, it assumed that something major had happened in the palace.
They wouldn't set foot in the Hall of Mental Cultivation unless there was something important to do.
The chubby orange cat leaned lazily against the dragon throne, squinting slightly, and gave an order to Su Peisheng, who was standing to the side:
"Let the Empress and the others in."
Su Peisheng quickly responded and strode out of the hall.
A short while later, Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan walked in.
As soon as the two entered the hall, they both greeted the large, chubby orange cat:
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."
The chubby orange cat waved its hand casually and said weakly:
"Rise, all of you, no need for formalities."
After the two stood up, the chubby orange cat slowly spoke:
"Ah-Jun and Shi-Lan have come today, is something wrong in the inner palace?"
Upon hearing this, Fucha Peiyun quickly stepped forward and said softly:
"Your Majesty, I have recently heard that you have been summoning musicians to keep you company every day."
Your Majesty, my concubines and sisters are very worried about your health. We urge you to take care of yourself and avoid overexertion.
Nian Shilan, who was standing nearby, quickly chimed in:
"Yes, Your Majesty, your health is not as good as before, you should take better care of yourself."
Big Fat Orange felt a surge of displeasure upon hearing their words.
The fact that so many concubines in the palace are pregnant this year proves that his health is excellent.
These women are such busybodies!
However, he also understood that these women were acting out of concern for him.
As the empress, he couldn't directly reject their good intentions, lest he offend them.
So, the chubby orange cat suppressed its displeasure and said in a deep voice:
"I know what I'm doing, you don't need to say anything more."
Although his tone was calm, his impatience was obvious.
Seeing this, Fucha Peiyun continued to persuade her:
"Your Majesty, your health is of utmost importance. I hope Your Majesty will take good care of yourself."
Her voice was filled with concern for the Emperor, and she sounded worried.
Fucha Peiyun's acting skills can be described as quite superb.
Seeing Fucha Peiyun's behavior, Nian Shilan quickly pretended to offer some advice as well:
"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of the world. Your health is crucial to the safety of the nation. Please take good care of yourself."
However, compared to Fucha Peiyun, Nian Shilan's words were clearly only superficial.
Seeing the two of them singing in unison, Big Fat Orange's impatience grew stronger.
He couldn't help but wave his hand impatiently and said, "
I know what you're going to say, no need for further explanation.
Seeing Da Pang Ju's attitude, Fu Cha Pei Yun and Nian Shi Lan felt they had already tried to persuade him.
So they stopped trying to persuade him.
The two exchanged a glance and bowed helplessly.
Fucha Peiyun said softly:
"If Your Majesty feels that we concubines are being nosy, then we will say no more."
We only hope that His Majesty will occasionally remember our good intentions in the future.
Nian Shilan added, "Your Majesty, taking care of your health is of utmost importance. I hope you will reconsider."
Big Fat Orange waved its hand
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan exchanged a glance and then said
"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, so we will take our leave now."
After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, both Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan had smiles in their eyes.
Fucha Peiyun and Nian Shilan were both waiting for the big fat orange to fall down.
But as Da Pang Ju's son, Hong Chang is very worried about Da Pang Ju's current condition.
Hongchang knew that if his father continued to indulge in women and neglect state affairs,
Not only will their own health deteriorate, but the country and its people will also be in grave danger.