The Emperor never touched anyone besides the female protagonist!
Exclusive favor in the imperial harem + 1v1 + alternate history.
It was only at death's door that Meng Yan realized ...
Chapter 63 What kind of man is useful?
"You're really putting us in a difficult position. We know you're a favorite of the Emperor, and we servants can't afford to offend you. However, we're also following the orders of the Imperial Noble Consort and acting according to the rules. How about this: we each make some concessions, and your apprentice will come with us today. I, Eunuch Cui, also promise you that I won't touch him once we get to the Ministry of Punishment. Once we've investigated everything, I'll return him to you in one piece. What do you say?"
Manager Cui said this with a forced smile, but he didn't dare to offend him in his words.
After all, the emperor treated Xiahou Yu very differently. Even if he was right in this matter, he would be in trouble if he went to the emperor to spread rumors in the future.
Xiahou Yu pondered in silence, deliberating over the issue in his mind.
"Master, I will follow them."
Lu Xuanming didn't want to embarrass his master, so he spoke first. Then he turned to the two men and said, "This matter has nothing to do with my master. Don't involve others."
Supervisor Cui was eager to hear this and said hurriedly, "As expected of a disciple trained by Imperial Physician Xiahou, he is sensible. So, Imperial Physician Xiahou, we will take your disciple with us for the time being. We will release him after we have clarified the matter."
At that moment, Lu Xuanming followed the two eunuchs out of the Imperial Hospital.
Xiahou Yu was left alone in the yard, looking at the afterglow of the sun.
After a while, he walked back into the room, opened the case, and took out a secret letter.
This is a letter sent by an old friend in the southwest. It details that Lin Yanrong, the daughter of the Prince of Nanping, has recently come to the capital for the selection. She is beautiful, intelligent, virtuous and gentle, and is loved by everyone. Considering her pitiful background, she is asked by Xiahou Yu to take care of her while he is in the palace.
Xiahou Yu threw the letter into the medicine furnace without hesitation, and watched the thin pages of paper instantly burn into a pile of ashes.
He was originally a free-spirited person. If it were not for the trust placed in him by his family, he would not be willing to enter the palace and serve the emperor.
Of course, he did not deny that there was a hint of selfishness in this.
After entering the palace, many concubines did come to him to show their goodwill and win him over, but he never liked intrigues and power struggles, so he always stayed away from the gossip in the harem.
The old friend who sent the letter had a close personal relationship with him. Originally, for his sake, he would help out if Lin was in trouble in the palace.
But judging by what she had done since entering the palace, there was no need for him to help her anymore.
He made the Rose Jade Dew Cream on a whim. Lu Xuanming followed him and learned how to mix it, so he knew how to make it.
But he never expected that after repeated teachings and warnings, the little disciple still didn't listen and finally couldn't help but take action.
This matter is actually a tit-for-tat.
When the Lin family had the poisoning incident, the young medical officer who was dragged out as a scapegoat was Lu Xuanming's cousin.
Isn’t the life of a small person a life that can be trampled upon at will?
Xiahou Yu didn't think so, but in this palace, this was the truth.
It seemed that Lin Yanrong was not as virtuous, gentle, and cherished as his friend's letter had described her to be. After not seeing her for several years, it seemed that his old friend's eyesight wasn't very good.
Xiahou Yu stood tall and straight, the firelight reflected on his face, revealing a murderous look.
Yunxiang watched Xiahou Yu walk away from the long street, wiped the sweat from her forehead, sighed, turned around and went back to the palace.
As she stepped into the inner hall of Changchun Palace, Yunxiang was hit by a strong smell of medicine, and she couldn't help but sneeze several times.
Ruizhu came out of the warehouse carrying a large bundle of medicinal herbs. She was covered in dust and dirt. When she saw her, she complained, "Now that you're back, it's so busy here. I wish I had eight hands."
Yunxiang made a face. "It's because that Lord Xiahou was so difficult to get rid of. We had a hard time getting rid of him. He refused to see the Queen no matter what we tried to persuade him to do. He insisted on seeing the Queen."
"What can I do to see him? He is not good-looking."
Meng Yan sat at a large round table inlaid with marble, mahogany and mother-of-pearl. She was wearing only a plain silk robe, her hair neatly tied in a bun with a hairband, not even a hairpin or silk flower. She was adding and subtracting various medicinal ingredients on a brass scale.
Ruizhu and Yunxiang exchanged glances after hearing this, each thinking, "This Xiahou Yu is a rare handsome man, on par with our Emperor. If the Empress dislikes even him, then there are probably few men in the world who would catch her eye."
"Sister, you have really high standards. I think Mr. Xiahou looks good."
Bai Yuxin was sitting on a small stool below, pounding something with a pestle on the ground, and said with a smile.
When Meng Yan woke up early this morning, she ordered people to open the warehouse and take out all the medicinal herbs that had been collected over the years to prepare medicine for her brother's injuries. She told others that he was not feeling well and was resting in the palace, not going out.
Every available person in Changchun Palace was brought in to help. Bai Yuxin, upon hearing about this, rushed over to help. Even Xiao Doukou, mute as she was, scurried back and forth delivering the herbs.
After raising her for some time, the little girl has gained a lot of weight, and her round body looks so cute when she runs.
"Huh, little girl, do you know how to judge a man? Sister tells you, it's useless for this man to be good-looking."
Meng Yan snorted. She didn't want to say anything good about Xia Hou Yu.
Lu Haozhi, Xiahou Yu, she must remember the lesson this time and stay as far away from them as possible to avoid any bad luck again.
Especially this Xiahou Yu, who looks like a decent person on the outside, but turns out to be a dagger hidden in his heart, even more hateful than Lu Haozhi.
Okay, he is cunning and has strong skills, she feels inferior to him, so if she can't afford to offend him, can't she just avoid him?
Just like this, she spent her time in Changchun Palace doing trivial things with her sisters and chatting about the gossip of these people. It was a peaceful time.
"So, what kind of man do you think is useful?"
The white and slender wrist stopped, and Bai Yuxin felt her arm a little sore. She put down the pestle and looked at Meng Yan with a smile.
"Of course it has to be... Bah, you wicked little girl, what are you trying to trick me into saying?"
Meng Yan cursed with a smile, but her mood was relieved.
They were all concubines who entered the palace, so talking about these things was actually useless and was just a way to satisfy their desire to talk.
"What about the Emperor?"
Bai Yuxin asked bravely. She really wanted to know what Meng Yan really felt towards the emperor.
When she was just selecting concubines, she often heard rumors in Chuxiu Palace that the imperial concubine was jealous and had monopolized the emperor for years, not allowing any concubines to get close to her.
But when she heard this, she realized that the Empress was deeply in love with the Emperor. It was human nature that a man she loved would not want to see other women approach him.
Those who dare to express their feelings despite being branded as unvirtuous women are people of character, and are a thousand times better than those who are pretentious and pretentious.
But after entering the palace for these days, she didn't realize at all that her sister was in love with the emperor.
Although she felt sorry for her sister about what happened before, what was she really thinking?