Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let’s Farm

Chapter 1515: Chapter 1514: Summoning Bei Yun_1

Soon, Yang Wenxiao’s birthday arrived.

Yang Wenxiao rarely got up for the morning court, accepting the kneeling and congratulatory gifts from the officials. By the time this whole process was over, it was already noon, and the Imperial Kitchen had prepared a banquet, where everyone took their seats.

After lunch, Yang Wenxiao returned to Da’an Palace.

Despite the morning’s commotion, he didn’t feel tired, his spirits were high. He took a short rest at noon, and by the time he woke up, he was bursting with energy, ready to accept the kneeling congratulations from the people of the Harem.

The concubines in the Harem would come to present their congratulatory gifts, but he did not see them, only sending Gao Lian out to say a few words.

After dispatching the concubines, he finally had time to summon Qiao Xiaomai.

Qiao Xiaomai said she had come up with a novel toy, and he had been looking forward to it since he heard the news.

When Qiao Xiaomai brought the item up, he froze, then looked at Qiao Xiaomai helplessly. What kind of novelty was this shadow puppet show?

Instead of fobbing him off with Longevity Peaches, they were now trying to fob him off with a shadow puppet show!

Qiao Xiaomai blinked innocently, “Your Highness, the shadow puppet show is not the novelty, but the story is. Sanlang and I have been planning it for a long time, but we’ve only written half of it so far. We wouldn’t have presented it if it weren’t to celebrate your birthday.”

“Oh, is that so?” Yang Wenxiao scoffed coldly.

He was not pleased, truly not pleased.

But Qiao Xiaomai had long since stopped fearing him. Pretending not to hear his scoff, she performed the story of “Pig Bajie Carrying His Wife” from Journey to the West, alongside Bei Lingsu and Hai Feng, all by themselves.

This part was purely comedic, but Yang Wenxiao, not knowing the context of Journey to the West, could not appreciate the humor of Pig Bajie. Even though Qiao Xiaomai, Bei Lingsu, and Hai Feng made a lively performance with music, he remained indifferent throughout.

Bei Lingsu felt a little nervous, while Hai Feng was even more worried, but Qiao Xiaomai was unaffected, finishing the performance with great emotion and enthusiasm.

Bei Lingsu was busy teaching, she was busy making Floral Dew, and all three of them had taken time out of their hectic schedules to practice this. Just for that effort, they deserved some recognition.

After the performance, she disregarded Yang Wenxiao’s indifference and presented him with the manuscript of the story, suggesting he read it when he had time.

Honestly, she was very confident in Journey to the West, extremely confident.

Yang Wenxiao would definitely like it.

Yang Wenxiao took the manuscript and placed it beside him, without looking at Qiao Xiaomai. Instead, he turned his gaze to Bei Lingsu, “Did you bring that nephew of yours to the Palace this time?”

This change of subject was so sudden that Bei Lingsu was taken aback, then nodded, “Yes, he is waiting at the entrance to Da’an Palace.”

Bei Yun was too dangerous. She had to take him with her wherever she went, and she also needed the Divine Crossbow Team around.

For instance, now that she had entered the hall, but with the Divine Crossbow Team guarding Bei Yun outside, she was not worried.

“Have him come in for a look.”

“What?” As soon as this was said, both Qiao Xiaomai and Bei Lingsu were stunned.

Previously, Yang Wenxiao had not summoned Bei Yun, and they thought he was not interested in Bei Yun’s secret of longevity. Unexpectedly, he brought it up at this moment.

“What do you mean ‘what’? Gao Lian, go call him over.” Yang Wenxiao ordered.

Gao Lian acknowledged the order and hurried out of the great hall, personally going to the entrance of Da’an Palace to summon the person.

The Divine Crossbow Team escorted Bei Yun into Da’an Palace, and when Bei Yun entered the great hall, they stood outside waiting.

“So you are Bei Yun?” Yang Wenxiao looked Bei Yun up and down, speaking in a tone without much fluctuation. His facial expression was indifferent, revealing no sign of pleasure or anger.

“Bei Yun pays respects to Your Highness.” Bei Yun knelt down with a thud, greeting him respectfully.