Li Shuyao transmigrated into a cannon fodder palace maid in a Qing Dynasty palace struggle novel. Due to her jealousy of Guo Luoluo for stealing her opportunities, she clung to Uya's leg. Howev...
Chapter 32 Chapter 32 "This slave has truly been wronged...
Seeing the beautiful little palace maid with a tearful expression, even a calm and composed young prince became a little flustered.
Where has he ever had the experience of bullying someone into crying and then coaxing them back into health?
He could only walk over anxiously, his little face close to Li Shuyao. He still had a strong milky aroma on him, and his dark eyes were filled with guilt. "You, don't cry."
"I won't let you serve me anymore. You, you should get up first. Let's sit down in the pavilion over there and talk properly, okay?"
Li Shuyao was probably so angry that she couldn't remember the noble status of the boy in front of her. She raised her other hand to wipe her eyes, turned her head away with a stubborn expression, and said, "I want to go back."
"Then I'll go back too." The little prince responded readily.
Then he looked at the tray in Li Shuyao's hand and pointed to a random palace servant behind him, "You, come here and carry the food."
"No, that's not necessary. I can take it myself." Li Shuyao heard this and quickly stopped him.
She was afraid that the people behind the little prince would secretly add something strange to the tea because they were dissatisfied with her.
After all, that's how palace fighting dramas are played out.
She has now learned to be on guard at all times!
After saying that, she pinched the edge of the tray even harder, her fingertips turning white, and her pretty little face was full of vigilance.
Now she no longer thinks the little prince is cute. She just thinks that the little prince is indeed the emperor's biological son, with the same domineering and unreasonable personality.
He also likes to bully her whenever he catches her.
The little prince had no idea what she was thinking, and when he saw that she refused, the little bun had a look of disappointment on his face.
He had just thought that if the little palace maid had nothing in her hands, she would probably be able to take him back with her...
All the way in silence.
Because of fear, Li Shuyao's steps became faster and faster.
After walking a long way, he looked back and saw that the three-headed kid still had a serious expression, but he no longer had his hands behind his back and acted maturely.
Instead, he followed her with his short legs and swinging his little fleshy hands, making a clattering sound all the way. It was very tiring. A few strands of sweat overflowed from his smooth head, flowed down his round cheeks, and finally hung on his fleshy chin.
The palace maids who followed behind him had distress on their faces and in their eyes. However, perhaps because of the little prince's own order, even in such a situation, they did not dare to casually reach out and say that they wanted to carry him away.
...or he could have stopped Li Shuyao and told her not to walk so fast.
Li Shuyao: "..."
What are you doing? It's like she's deliberately bullying people!
Li Shuyao felt a little guilty, but more of it was aggrieved.
So when the little prince finally caught up, Li Shuyao turned around and continued walking, but this time she slowed down her pace so that it would not be so difficult for the little guy to catch up.
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In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Li Shuyao stood outside the door and said goodbye to the little prince.
The little prince came over with bright eyes, took one of her fingers, shook it twice, and asked her, "Next time, can I come to play with you?"
Li Shuyao shook her head and said, "Your Highness, I am very busy."
"What are you usually busy with?"
"Busy...busy on duty. Like today, I have to go to the Imperial Kitchen Tea Room to get new tea leaves. Sometimes I have to go to the harem to distribute the monthly tea rations to the ladies. I also have to train new palace servants, listen to the teachings of several maids, and learn calligraphy. I'm so busy. How can I have time to play with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Li Shuyao's apricot blossom eyes rolled around, and she found many reasons at once.
Unexpectedly, the little prince's ears seemed to have an automatic shielding function, and he only heard what he wanted to hear. His eyes lit up again, and he asked Li Shuyao in a baby voice, "Are you also learning big characters?"
After saying that, he tilted his head, looking a little puzzled. "Why are you only starting to learn big characters at such an old age? Didn't anyone teach you when you were little?"
This is like asking Li Shuyao why she still can't add one plus one at the age of eighteen.
Li Shuyao was instantly infuriated, and wanted to say that she was a top student from a 985 university. She had nine years of compulsory teaching in elementary school, and had gone through five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation. She was a top student who had fought her way through Wang Houxiong and Xue Jinxing and successfully entered a 985 university!
How could I be stumped by just a few big words!
Li Shuyao was so angry that her mind was in a mess. She moved her lips again and again, but could not find the right words to refute the little prince.
The little prince looked at her with gradually more sympathy in his eyes.
After thinking for a while, he said, "How about I come to see you another day and learn to write big characters together?"
After saying that, he looked towards the entrance of the Palace of Heavenly Purity, lowered his voice, and whispered to Li Shuyao: "You don't have to be afraid of Eunuch Liang. If he dares to say anything about you, I can also have him taken down and beaten with a stick!"
"As for Khan Ama, I will also ask for his consent."
"Anyway, just go back and prepare, and come over tomorrow to learn how to write big characters with me."
Li Shuyao's head buzzed, and she quickly realized that the little prince was serious.
She was a little panicked and was about to refuse, but the little prince was even faster than her. He suddenly withdrew his chubby hand that was pinching her fingertips, turned his head, and ran towards the gate of the Palace of Heavenly Purity with his short legs. After a while, he climbed over the threshold and entered the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Li Shuyao only vaguely heard him shouting inside, "Khan Ama, your son is here..."
More sounds can't be heard clearly.
Li Shuyao stood there in a daze.
It was a hot summer, but the thin figure looked depressed.
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Inside the imperial study of the Palace of Heavenly Purity.
When the emperor heard Yinreng's voice, he was stunned at first, and then a clear smile appeared on his handsome and solemn face.
He threw all the memorials in his hands back on the table, walked out from behind the imperial desk, went to the door of the imperial study, bent down, picked up his eldest son who was still struggling to climb over the threshold, and asked him to sit in his arms.
He asked with a smile, "Why is Baocheng here?"
In private, he usually just called the little prince "Baocheng".
The little prince sat obediently on his arm, his hands obediently wrapped around Khan Ama's neck. When he heard Khan Ama's question, he spoke in a very soft and cute tone: "I missed Khan Ama, so I came here."
In front of others, he is the dignified, steady, self-possessed, and serious Crown Prince.
Behind people, especially when he was in front of Khan Ama, he quickly transformed into the appearance of a normal three-year-old child.
The emperor carried his beloved son to the side room, then gently placed him on the couch, bent down to take off his shoes and socks, and reached out to touch his cheeks, the back of his neck and back. His posture was so professional that he didn't look like an emperor, but more like a nanny.
After feeling Baocheng's body temperature and confirming that he was not suffering from the heat outside, the emperor slowly let go of his hand and told Baocheng to sit on the couch.
The little prince obediently agreed and sat on the couch with his short legs crossed. His big black eyes rolled around as he thought about how to start the conversation.
However, when the emperor saw his little appearance, he knew that he wanted something again.
So he deliberately lowered his face and didn't look at him. He turned around and took the honey water that Liang Jiugong brought. He used his fingers to measure the temperature of the cup wall for a while. After a moment, he confidently handed it to Baocheng and said, "Drink some honey water first to moisten your throat."
The little prince took the teacup and began to drink it up.
The emperor walked to the other end of the couch and sat down, then he also took a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
After a while, Liang Jiugong came in with a tray from outside, on which were two exquisitely shaped snacks.
He hunched over and slowly approached, smiling and recommending, "Your Majesty, these were sent over by the Imperial Kitchen. I heard that Miss Guo Luoluo has really enjoyed these two snacks these past few days."
So the imperial kitchen made some minor adjustments according to the emperor's taste, and then sent someone to deliver it impatiently.
It just so happened that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also there, and Liang Jiugong thought that the Emperor would probably give him some face.
With this hope, he reached out and placed two plates of snacks on the dining table.
The little prince poked his round head out and took a curious look. "It smells quite nice."
I just don't know how it tastes.
The little prince blinked his round black eyes and turned to look at his Khan Ama.
Then he saw that his Khan Ama seemed to be thinking of something interesting, and a rather mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he tapped the soft pillow on the couch unconsciously with a few fingers, and after a moment, he made a "tsk" sound from his mouth.
He said with some disdain: "This is not what Guo Luoluo likes to eat."
"I guess it's..."
He didn't finish his words, probably because he remembered that his legitimate son was still here.
So he nonchalantly supported his chin with one hand, picked up the silver fork with the other hand, picked up a piece of cake from the plate, and handed it to the little prince's mouth.
The little prince pushed the ball out stupidly, his voice sounding soft, "Khan Ama, eat first."
"Khan Ama doesn't want to eat it, so you eat it." The emperor coaxed him gently.
The little prince then opened his mouth to eat, and his eyes lit up immediately, "It's delicious!"
"Khan Ama, which chef made this? I want to reward him!"
Unexpectedly, when his Khan Ama heard what he said, he suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud with his fist to his lips.
The little prince was a little confused. His eyes moved around the silver fork in front of him and finally fell on Liang Jiugong beside him.
She lowered her voice and asked him, "Liang Banban, what happened to Han Ama?"
There was also a smile in Liang Banban's voice, but he didn't mean to explain to him. He just said, "Nothing. Maybe I just remembered something happy."
Oh, that must be what achievements the officials of the previous dynasty have made.
The little prince nodded in understanding, but his walnut-sized brain did not allow him to make too many guesses.
Seeing that Khan Ama was too busy laughing to pay attention to him, he reached out and took the empty silver fork beside him, and began to eat the snacks on the plate one bite after another with a loud noise.
When the snacks on the plate were all gone, Khan Ama on the other side gradually stopped smiling.
She raised her head and saw two empty plates in front of him, clean and tidy. A smile appeared in her eyes again.
The little prince puffed up his cheeks and said: Khan Ama is really weird.
He only remembered the purpose of his visit today and quickly put Khan Ama's unusual behavior behind him.
He held his chin with his two small hands and looked across at the opposite side with hope: "Khan Ama, your son imagines that you want someone."
"Who is it?" Upon hearing this, the emperor didn't even blink, but moved his fingers and was about to give orders to Liang Jiugong.
The eldest son across from her spoke at the right moment, "She's a palace maid who serves in your tea room. She's very beautiful, as pretty as a peach blossom. She wears a few pink velvet flowers in her hair and a green jade bracelet on her hand. She has big, watery eyes, and when she smiles, well, when she smiles, she's as beautiful as the stars."
He used a lot of adjectives randomly.
After saying this, Black Grape blinked his eyes, as if he was trying to be cute on purpose.
The emperor paused with his fingertips, turned his head to look at him, and the smile disappeared from his dark eyes.
After a moment of silence, she asked him, "Have you seen her? Where did you see her?"
The little prince said, "I saw her on the way to your place just now. She said she was going to the imperial tea room to get some new tea. I wanted her to come and serve me, but she seemed reluctant." The little boy frowned in distress. "No, that's not right. It doesn't seem she's reluctant."
"She seemed to be particularly afraid of Liang Banban and said several times that she would listen to Liang Banban's opinions..."
At this point, the kid seemed to realize something, and suddenly revealed a fierce expression. He turned his head and glared at Liang Jiugong: "Liang Banban, did you bully her?"
Liang Jiugong, who was in the Qianqing Palace, widened his eyes in disbelief when the pot fell from the sky.
The words His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just said were still echoing in his mind, "Did you bully her?"
Who, the one that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was talking about, who was the person that was bullied by him?
Li Shuyao?
——Is this Li Shuyao who has been slacking off in the tea room for more than a month and now can't even make a cup of tea properly, but still wants the emperor to accommodate her tea-making skills?
Who in the entire Qianqing Palace can bully her?
Liang Jiugong was so shocked by the little prince's simple words that he couldn't recover for a long time.
When the little prince scolded him for the second time, he simply knelt down with a deathly pale face.
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince is very perceptive. This servant has truly been wronged!"