Shen Fu sat in His Majesty's arms and struggled a little: "Your Majesty, let me down."

Chen Fu knew what kind of temper His Majesty had.

If it is really like what His Majesty said, that she is a beautiful woman with red sleeves, I am afraid I will not be able to go back tonight.

Shen Fu said as she stood up from His Majesty's arms.

"I dare not." Chen Fu said, "The harem cannot interfere. I will stay here to accompany His Majesty to grind ink."

As Chen Fu spoke, she walked to the other side of the desk, picked up the ink stick and began to grind ink for His Majesty.

Seeing that Chen Fu was obviously avoiding him, Xiao Yu did not force her.

He glanced at Chen Fu with a smile on his face, then glanced behind the screen at Guo Xuan.

Meng Siyao still felt uneasy there.

If Chen Fu really saw it later, she wouldn't be able to explain it.

Xiao Yu sat on the dragon throne and tapped the desk lightly with his hand.

Since he didn't do anything, there's no need to be afraid. He can just come out openly.

But he didn't want Shen Fu to have any misunderstanding, so he chose to hide it.

Now that Meng Siyao is hiding there, he is in a dilemma.

Behind the screen, Meng Siyao saw the Emperor's silent expression.

But I couldn't help feeling sad.

She slumped on the ground, but her eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Shen Fu.

Even though I knew that His Majesty didn't allow me to watch it.

Even though he knew that doing so might make Shen Fu notice.

But she just couldn't help it, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Shen Fu.

Why is she so lucky?

Meng Siyao's eyes fell on Shen Fu, and she couldn't help but think about her.

It’s just that he knew His Majesty earlier than me.

Chen Fu and I live completely different lives.

Chen Fu is the favorite concubine of the current dynasty and the apple of the Emperor's eye.

She gave birth to a prince at a young age, and the Emperor promoted her to the title of Concubine Zhao.

I wish I could lift her up to the sky.

And what about yourself?

Meng Siyao looked down at herself. She curled up behind the screen, hidden by the Emperor, and was afraid of being discovered.

Ever since she was captured by His Majesty and sent to the Qing Palace, she has been in a miserable state.

He could not hide his exhaustion all over his body, and he had just fallen and hurt his leg. Now he was hiding behind the screen, afraid of being seen, really like a dog that had lost its home.

Meng Siyao looked at herself in such a miserable state, and then looked at Chen Fu in front of her who was enjoying the glory with His Majesty.

The bitterness in my heart cannot be concealed.

It is clear that she is so similar to Shen Fu and they look the same, but their fates are completely different.

God is really too cruel.

Meng Siyao sat on the ground, unable to control the sadness in her heart, and her throat rolled and she couldn't help crying out loud.

As soon as the noise was heard, Shen Fu, who was originally grinding, subconsciously stopped what she was doing.

"What sound?" Chen Fu looked towards the screen as she heard the choking sound just now.

She seemed to have heard some noise coming from there just now.

Xiao Yu was sitting on the dragon chair, and his eyes turned cold when he heard this voice.

Is Meng Siyao crazy?

I told her to keep quiet, but she insisted on making so many noises.

A flash of murderous intent flashed across Xiao Yu's eyes: "Nothing happened, maybe it's just a cat."

Behind the screen, Meng Siyao anxiously reached out and covered her mouth.

He suppressed the moan in his throat.

She didn't dare to make any more noise, and her expression became increasingly miserable as she covered her lips.

Chen Fu noticed something was wrong and put down the ink stick in her hand: "Why does it sound like a human voice to me?"

As she spoke, she looked towards His Majesty.