Her goal was to weigh one hundred and twenty jin by the end of next year. The more weight she lost, the harder it got, so next year was going to be a tough battle.
It was a rare New Year’s Eve, and she ate a bit too much, a bit too salty, so she drank a lot of water that evening. She didn’t like having guards on watch during the night, so she’d insisted on sleeping alone for the past two years. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night when she was enjoying her relieving moment, ’whoosh,’ a long sword suddenly appeared and pressed against her neck.
"Don’t move, or your head might end up in the wrong place!"
Yuan Yuan almost burst into tears. She was stuck in a dilemma—neither able to relieve herself nor hold it in. Ultimately, her physiological needs won out, and she trickled a few more times until she had emptied all the fluids inside her. Then stiffly, she turned her head around. Fresh chapters posted on novel⸺fire.net
"Esteemed brother, don’t you think standing right here is a bit smelly? Would you mind stepping back a bit? The least you could do is let me pull up my pants, right?"
"You’re already so fat, what’s there to be shy about? But this smell, indeed, it’s disgusting. Hurry up and stand!"
Yuan Yuan was seething with anger, but thankfully it was dark and the man was even tilting his head away. No longer caring about appearances, she stood up and promptly pulled up her pants.
Then she turned around irritably, "Are you here for money or lust?"
The man scoffed, "You? Lust? You’ve got the nerve to say that?"
Yuan Yuan’s anger flared even more, "So you’re after money then?"
"The most valuable thing in Yikun Palace is you, right? Empress? The infamous Fat Queen?"
The man’s voice was full of disdain and judgment. Even someone with Yuan Yuan’s patience would be on the verge of a breakdown facing such a person.
However, just at that moment, it sounded like there was a chaos of footsteps outside Yikun Palace, interspersed with the lighting of torches, as if searching for someone.
Yuan Yuan immediately realized that this person could be an assassin, so she turned her head to him and asked, "Cut the crap, what do you want to do?"
"Get me out of the palace," the man demanded resolutely, but Yuan Yuan couldn’t help laughing so hard her fatty body shook.
"Get you out of the palace? What a joke! If I could leave the palace, I would have done it long ago. Why would I wait around to help you? Are you out of your mind, or am I? Please, before you say something again next time, take a good look at which way the main gate opens, okay? You’d have better luck saying you’ll go to Yanxi Palace to take Consort De hostage. That might actually be useful. As for me, a fat woman with no social or political power, how can I help? Unless you’re planning on taking me to heaven with you?"
By the faint light of the torch, she vaguely saw him raising an eyebrow and smiling at her intriguingly.
"You’re quite interesting for a fat woman. Too bad the little emperor doesn’t appreciate what he’s got, locking you up here, tsk tsk, what a waste of Heaven’s gifts!"
"At least you recognize my value, but unfortunately, this palace doesn’t have any secret rooms or passages. I can’t help you. However, how about I point you in the direction of Yanxi Palace? You can look for Consort De. I heard she has already consummated her relationship with the Emperor. Now she is the Emperor’s only woman, his favorite consort, oh!"
"But this prince isn’t interested in a favorite consort, I’m interested in you, the Fat Queen. What will you do about that?"
Yuan Yuan twitched the corner of her mouth, "You sure have a unique taste. But are you sure I can get you out of the palace?"
"Can or can’t, isn’t trying the only way to find out? Don’t you also want to know what place you hold in Ning Xu’s heart?"
Yuan Yuan sneered and snorted coldly, "Why bother trying to find out? If he doesn’t shoot me dead himself, that’s already not too bad. So save it, lest you end up being dragged down by me!"