The Employed Empress - 169 A Battalion of Bird Nes

Once the sun started to set down, people started to buzz around. Peace went away. The royal family, as well as the nobles, went out of their courtyards. Everyone proceeded to the main hall for the feast.

The empress called it a company dinner; a special event for corporate slaves. The time where employees mingle and eat good food before they got send to work double the next day.

“As expected of my boss. Using the carrot and stick method to it’s finest.” Wei Yi Yi nodded with praise at that time.

Since he realized that Wei Yi Yi did not mind accompanying him despite his attention somewhere else, Jiang Yu got used to doing his work around her. At one point he began talking about some issues.

Although Wei Yi Yi is not as eloquent and would blurt out things he couldn’t understand from time to time, she relates to him and understands. He was satisfied as long as Wei Yi Yi could hold a conversation with him. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

“Boss!”

A voice called out and he knew immediately who it belongs to.

Dismissing her servants, Wei Yi Yi then went to stand beside him. “The guests have all arrived, your majesty. By staying here, are you planning to make them wait?” She teased.

“Let us go together.”

The emperor moved and the empress followed.

Two figure walked shoulder to shoulder.

However, in the midst of silence, Jiang Yu realized that Wei Yi Yi has been walking half a step behind and observing him.

“Is there something on my empress’ mind?” He asked.

Wei Yi Yi stirred out of her thoughts. She smiled lightly. “There is the emperor on my mind as of late.”

A mess of emotion knocked Jiang Yu out of his pace. It wasn’t unpleasant in a bit, instead, his voice raised in a delight of surprise. “Me?”

“Your majesty, what is chenqie to you?” Wei Yi Yi answered with a question.

“…” Jiang Yu lowered his gaze. Under the swaying beads that dangle from the imperial dragon crown, Wei Yi Yi’s expression were unclear. “My empress.”

“Right. I am your empress.”

Jiang Yu didn’t understand. He wanted for Wei Yi Yi to elaborate her thoughts. But then, their presence was announced to the hall.

As they walked inside, Jiang Yu ceased the conversation.

The pair sat on the highest platform. The whole banquet is for them to look down upon.

There was a pause followed by a deafening silence. A sudden pressure engulfed everyone present. Their gaze turned sharper and the atmosphere felt cutting.

In unison, they perform a ceremonial bow appropriate to the occasion.

“Long live, His Majesty, the emperor.”

“Long live, Her Majesty, the empress.”

At that very moment, the world stopped for Wei Yi Yi.

Her nerve tightened and her nails dug into her flesh. If not for her self control, she might have jumped into Jiang Yu for refuge.

Considering that this is her first public appearance, or rather, the first public appearance that she knows, would it be reasonable to say she’s having a stage freight?

Clenching her teeth, she stopped herself from recalling a certain past. A familiar nauseous feeling is trying to crawl out from her stomach.

A position where she has no need to climb up; was it her fate to always be put in that?

No way. She is a mere ‘secretary’. The next one in line for responsibly is the ‘vice president’. Then there’s also the ‘directors’.

She’s not a boss.

All she does is to accompany her boss and run errands— wait. Isn’t that Xiao Lin Xi? Then what she is?

Managing the harem… Isn’t that just the same as managing your boss’ schedule for his blind dates?

Fudge who is she kidding?! She’s panicking! Her thoughts are pointless and are in a jumble.

‘Wei Yi Yi! You’re escaping from reality! Is this your best?!’

If not for all employees presents, she might have slapped herself awake.

“You may raise.” Jiang Yu ordered after he was satisfied.

‘You might as well dismissed them, Boss. Rest is precious and there’s work tomorrow.’

The emperor voiced out a few more pleasantries to appeal to the families attending. At his side, the empress remained with an amiable smile.

There’s no word getting into Wei Yi Yi’s head though.

When all head raised and all eyes turn into them, she felt herself swaying and ready to faint.

If staring could burn a person, she has long perished into ashes.

Somehow, her platoon of concubines, with their sharp cries and forceful pouts, seems cuter in her eyes.

Taking advantage of the height difference, she turned her gaze to the top of their heads. ‘They are a nest. Bird nests. A whole battalion of birds nest,’ she chanted.

After this short suspend, which is close enough to strangle her with stress, the families returned to what they were doing before and mingled with each other.

With the attention dwindling, Wei Yi Yi was finally able to gulp down the tension stuck at her throat.