Shen Jingxian hadn't slept for long, after all, she still had to handle the memorials.
This is the life of an Emperor, even if at play, one cannot completely indulge, but she has Wen Ranchen.
"My lord, my lord, my lord, help me with the memorials!"
Wen Ranchen raised an eyebrow, "What's the excuse today?"
Every time Shen Jingxian didn't want to handle the memorials, she had a reason, either blaming Wen Ranchen for exhausting her, or complaining that Wen Ranchen had upset her so she didn't feel like handling them, or... blaming Wen Ranchen for being too handsome and distracting her.
The reasons were never the same.
This amused Wen Ranchen.
"I'm jealous. Today Qi Xiuyuan said those things and you still didn't speak up... I'm so pitiful, my heart is only for you, yet you don't care about me as much, I'm too sad, so sad I can't handle the memorials."
Shen Jingxian looked pitiful, if it weren't for the last sentence, Wen Ranchen might have believed her.
