Transmigrated as the Villainess, Troubled by the Cuteness!

Chapter 269 - 204: The Empress’s Slacker Daily Life (Part 1)

Yes, I woke up, but at what cost? —Empress’s Quotes • Part One

Shen Jingxian became the Empress, the ruler of the world.

But she didn’t know what she wanted to do.

When she doesn’t know what to do, she usually follows the routine, observes lightly, and then acts when the opportunity arises.

On the first day, Shen Jingxian obediently got out of bed.

On the second day, Shen Jingxian obediently got out of bed.

On the third day, Shen Jingxian more or less obediently got out of bed.

On the fourth day, even though she was a bit annoyed, Shen Jingxian still obediently got out of bed.

On the fifth day, Shen Jingxian was very annoyed but still insisted on getting out of bed.

On the sixth day, Shen Jingxian put on an Empress pout and reluctantly got out of bed.

On the seventh day, Shen Jingxian lay in bed and gave up getting out of bed.

What kind of job is this with no break for seven consecutive days, getting up at 5 AM every morning, wearing heavy clothes, putting on a headpiece that could flatten your head, sitting on hard chairs, and working all day long? At night, that dog still pesters me; even a working donkey wouldn’t endure this. Seriously, how exhausting.

On the seventh day of becoming the Emperor, Shen Jingxian began her first strike.

She lay in bed, listening to the nonstop calls from the people beside her, turned over irritably, and covered her ears with the quilt, full of refusal.

Wen Ranchen was very possessive; as long as he was around, no one else had a chance to do anything, including serving the Empress.

The Empresses in other houses had grand palaces, with palace maids and eunuchs in droves; they hadn’t even opened their eyes, and the servers were lined up, but in Shen Jingxian’s case, every day, when she opened her eyes, it was Wen Ranchen and only Wen Ranchen.

Although Wen Ranchen’s face was indeed nice-looking, just like listening to the same beautiful song as your alarm every day eventually makes you sick of it, Wen Ranchen’s face was gradually becoming a wake-up call.

Shen Jingxian closed her eyes, covered herself with the quilt, and loved no one.

It wasn’t the first time Wen Ranchen had seen Shen Jingxian like this; back when she was a princess, she wouldn’t want to get up in such a manner.

Wen Ranchen skillfully pressed down on Shen Jingxian through the quilt; although he used his hand to support his body to ensure he wouldn’t crush her, there was still some weight on her.

Shen Jingxian ignored the pressure on her and continued to breathe steadily.

"Madam, it’s time for the court."

Shen Jingxian didn’t move.

Wen Ranchen tried to lift the quilt with his hand, but he couldn’t lift it at all. Wen Ranchen chuckled, "Shall I dress you?"

Shen Jingxian still didn’t move.

Wen Ranchen tugged at the quilt again, but Shen Jingxian used strength inside the quilt to silently refuse.

Wen Ranchen sighed.

In fact, the very reason he never allowed the palace maids and eunuchs to serve Shen Jingxian closely was for fear of such situations, where the mighty Empress lay in bed early in the morning unwilling to attend court, and it would be damaging to her reputation if it spread out.

To prevent the Empress’s reputation from being hurt, Wen Ranchen had to bear the name of a jealous husband.

Jealous or not, as long as the Empress’s reputation was intact, it was okay.

Upon realizing that pulling on the quilt wasn’t working, Wen Ranchen switched tactics, lifting Shen Jingxian along with the quilt off the bed, and supported her at the waist, making her lean against him.

Shen Jingxian was still like a dead fish, motionless.

Wen Ranchen shook her gently, and Shen Jingxian swayed back and forth inside the quilt, her head flinging around until it popped out, yet her eyes remained shut.

Wen Ranchen couldn’t suppress a laugh, "Xian’er, wake up, if you don’t wake up, I will kiss you."

Only then did a muffled voice come from the front, "I will complain to Father and Mother."

Wen Ranchen’s lips were just about to touch the back of Shen Jingxian’s neck; hearing that, his mouth curled into a smile, and he coaxed softly, "But first, you have to attend court before you can go find Father and Mother."

Wen Ranchen, typically indifferent, always showed his gentle side when facing Shen Jingxian. His cold demeanor, paired with soft words early in the morning near her ear, made Shen Jingxian’s ears tingle.

So she nuzzled against him.

Wen Ranchen nuzzled back, starting from her neck, up to her cheek... and gave a strong peck, even playfully biting her afterward!!!

Finally angry, Shen Jingxian snapped her eyes open, pushed Wen Ranchen away indignantly, and pointed accusingly, "You bit me, I can’t attend court today!!!"

After saying this, she quickly turned around, wrapped herself in the quilt, and lay back down, dramatically covering her face and crying, "Ah— it hurts."

If she didn’t look half-asleep, Wen Ranchen might have believed it.

Attempt number two to wake up his wife failed, Wen Ranchen was ready to do it the hard way, grabbing the clothes to put on Shen Jingxian.

Shen Jingxian immediately sensed the danger and shrank into the corner of the bed, clutching the quilt and complaining, "I really don’t feel well, you hurt me yesterday."

Wen Ranchen paused in his steps.

Seeing hope, Shen Jingxian immediately turned her head and secretly yawned, tears welling up in her eyes. This Empress, mighty and fearsome outside, now curled up in the quilt ball pitifully, "I told you yesterday I’m really unwell, but you didn’t listen."

Wen Ranchen withdrew his outstretched hand.

"Unlike you, I haven’t practiced martial arts, and I have to attend court daily. I’m clearly exhausted, but you still don’t pity me..."

Wen Ranchen sighed, dropping the clothes in his hand, "The Emperor is unwell today, not suitable to attend court."

Shen Jingxian nodded, and in a flash unfurled into a lying position on the bed, all burrowed in the quilt except her head, looking quite peaceful.

As the noise around subsided, Shen Jingxian knew Wen Ranchen had gone to court.

Who went to court didn’t matter; what mattered was that she finally didn’t have to attend today.

The last thought Shen Jingxian had before falling back to sleep was to find a way to move the morning court to the evening.

As the sky lightened, Shen Jingxian lay in bed, sleeping sweetly.

Meanwhile, the court officials did not await the Empress today but rather the news of her being indisposed, causing them to become despondent and grief-stricken.

It was like a bunch of fans who had finally tracked the whereabouts of their idol only to be informed of a sudden schedule change.

However, unlike ordinary fans, they were colleagues with the "idol’s" husband.

So, Wen Ranchen was instantly surrounded by court officials inquiring about the Empress’s health.

"Is the Emperor’s old wound not healed?"

"With old afflictions not healed and yet having to handle state affairs, how could the Emperor be so concerned about the world!"

"It’s our incompetence, to have allowed the Emperor to become so fatigued!"

"General Wen, you must persuade the Emperor to take greater care of their health!"

"Indeed! If something were to happen to the Emperor, the Yunyi Dynasty... sigh!"

The ministers were all extremely worried, thinking that Shen Jingxian was overexerted, leading to the recurrence of old injuries.

Even Song Yan showed immense concern, seemingly wanting to speak yet holding back.

Wen Ranchen recalled the quilt warrior who didn’t manage to rise from bed three times this morning and those teary, aggrieved eyes, choosing silence.

After the court dispersed, the ministers persistently urged Wen Ranchen to remind the Emperor to rest well, suggesting if too fatigued, she should temporarily stop attending court, assuring their best efforts.

Knowing his wife would be pleased to hear this, Wen Ranchen agreed.

"Hmm, Lord Zhu, you are considerate."