Chapter 182 Zhao Mingzhu x Black Prince

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"Aunt, it's time to get up."

Zhao Mingzhu yawned and turned over: "Today is Saturday and I have a day off."

She only has one day off a week, and she can't get enough sleep?

Oh, no, Zhao Mingzhu suddenly opened her eyes. She didn’t have any single day off now.

Zhao Mingzhu quickly got up, dressed and washed up. Today was her last day serving the emperor like a slave.

Zhao Mingzhu was so upset that she wanted to cry. What kind of fate was this?

Once again, I complained that even though she had traveled through the book, why didn't she have a life of wealth and prosperity? Who was enjoying happiness for her?

After she dressed neatly, she hurried to the imperial study. Looking at the blue sky outside, she felt a little excited.

Great, it's her turn to retire.

God knows how miserable her life was working for Gu Qingheng all these years.

"Let me be frank with you: you should neither overuse your eyes nor overuse your ears."

The eunuch in front of the emperor was teaching the new eunuch a lesson, but after seeing Zhao Mingzhu, he smiled.

"Aunt Zhao, are you feeling cheerful and happy?"

Obviously he also knew that Zhao Mingzhu was going to be released from the palace.

Zhao Mingzhu pursed her lips and smiled after hearing this: "Father-in-law, you are joking."

The eunuch in front of the emperor sighed while holding his whisk:

"Our work together will eventually come to an end."

After hearing this, Zhao Mingzhu glanced over the lotus at the water surface to confirm that she was dressed appropriately and there was no possibility of offending her master's eyes.

Otherwise, she would be really sick if her monthly salary was deducted for this.

"All good things must come to an end. My father-in-law wants to meet me for a drink and a cricket fight. It's not like we won't meet again someday."

Her carefree words made the eunuch in front of the emperor laugh twice, and then he said:

"Come in quickly, Your Majesty, today... hurry up."

This unfinished statement instantly made Zhao Mingzhu alert. Is the big devil unhappy again?

The imperial study was filled with the scent of incense and was extremely quiet.

Zhao Mingzhu brought in three palace maids, who were newly selected by her to take over her job.

Although she was the only one in the Imperial Study before, because the Master was so difficult to deal with, she specially trained six people to ensure that their needs were met.

Where are the other three? They're already cold.

"Your servants pay their respects to His Majesty. Long live His Majesty."

Gu Qingheng raised his head from behind the desk, his eyes falling on the heads of the people below, with a smile on his face.

"You brought so many people in because you think this place is too deserted?"

Look, look, Zhao Mingzhu said respectfully:

"Your Majesty, they are all palace maids who will serve the emperor in the future. Your Majesty said a few days ago that they are quite smart."

My dear ancestor, please take it and spare my old bones.

Zhao Mingzhu lowered her head and complained in her heart, while Gu Qingheng did not say anything after hearing it, but according to his many years of experience knowing the man below.

She was probably not convinced.

"Get up, go down."

Zhao Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, the matter was settled. She signaled the three of them to stay here while she waited outside to stand guard for the last shift.

But as the man bent down and retreated halfway, sinister words floated over.

"A person who gets older by an inch doesn't get smarter? Zhao Mingzhu, get over here!"

Gu Qingheng rarely called her name.

Later, because this hostess strangled the other hostess's hand on their wedding night, he stopped shouting at her, but he didn't ask her to change her name either.

Zhao Mingzhu stopped and watched the three palace maids retreat impatiently.

Zhao Mingzhu: ...

"What are you still standing there for? Do you want me to teach you how to grind it?"

Zhao Mingzhu closed her eyes and thought, "It's the last day, the last day, hold on."

She smiled and said, "How can that be possible, Your Majesty? I'll be right here."

Seeing this, Gu Qingheng picked up his pen and started painting.

Zhao Mingzhu had watched him paint for many years, but he never added this face, which made her very confused.

But I never ask for the answer, and this time is no exception.

But Gu Qingheng spoke up: "What do you think of this painting?"

Zhao Mingzhu pretended to read it and said:

"Your Majesty's painting skills are superb. Even though a humble servant like me doesn't know what this face looks like, I can sense that it is a figure of heavenly beauty."

I don’t know which sentence made Gu Qingheng look at her strangely, and just when Zhao Mingzhu thought of the three words "what are you looking at" in her mind.

He laughed again: "You are indeed a rough man."

Zhao Mingzhu had long been numb to this kind of verbal humiliation. She just laughed twice as a response.

"Zhao Mingzhu, what are your plans after leaving the palace?"

Zhao Mingzhu had no plans for this:

"Eating, drinking and having fun is all I hope for."

Although Gu Qingheng has been difficult to deal with over the years, he has been generous with money, and she has saved a lot.

It's enough for her to live a happy life.

"What do you think about marriage?"

Zhao Mingzhu was immersed in the blueprint of a bright future when she blurted out, "Drink the strongest liquor and sleep with the wildest man."

The atmosphere in the study suddenly became cold. Zhao Mingzhu came to his senses and cursed himself for being so proud. He knew very well that the man in front of him worked day and night and was basically trapped in government affairs, and had few days of comfort.

She has to remind others!

"Zhao Mingzhu, you're doing very well." Gu Qingheng couldn't hear any emotion in her voice, but Zhao Mingzhu knew that she was definitely unhappy again.

Just as she was about to speak to save the situation, the eunuch outside announced, "The Imperial Concubine requests an audience."

Imperial Concubine Su Lu had already entered, her palm-sized face wet with tears. "Your Majesty, what did I do wrong? Why are you driving me out of the palace?"

Su Lu hurried over when she heard the news. In the past few years, she was the only concubine in the palace who held the power of the Phoenix Seal.

There were countless people outside who envied her for being the emperor's exclusive favor, although only she knew that Gu Qingheng had never entered her palace.

Suddenly arriving at the front line of eating melons, Zhao Mingzhu pricked up her ears and unconsciously slowed down her hands.

"When the ink goes bad, dig your own grave and lie in it."

The corners of Zhao Mingzhu's mouth twitched. He stopped eating melons and immersed himself in grinding ink.

Su Lu walked up to Gu Qingheng and knelt down, pulling his clothes and said:

"Your Majesty, are you so cruel? I have been with you for several years. Even if I have no merits, I have worked hard."

"Su Lu."

Gu Qingheng frowned and looked at her: "You have been living too well these days. Have you forgotten why I welcomed you into the palace?"

Su Lu's hand paused. At first, Gu Qingheng's harem was empty because of Ping Chenzi's gossip. And because she had done Gu Qingheng a favor, she took advantage of this matter to enter the palace.

When Gu Qingheng came to find her, he told her that she had to leave when he needed her to make room.

But so many years have passed, and Su Lu has been living a life of luxury as a noble concubine, second only to the emperor.

She had long forgotten about it and had forgotten what she had said.

"Your Majesty, even if you want me to leave, at least tell me why."

He hadn't mentioned it for so many years, so why did he bring it up today? It really caught her off guard.

"Because I don't need it anymore." This answer is cruel.

Even Zhao Mingzhu couldn't help but feel sympathy for the imperial concubine.

When she first traveled through time, the rebels had just entered the palace, and she knew the role Su Lu played in it.

She sent a letter to Princess Zhaohua, but for some reason Zhaohua was still captured.

But she always thought that even if Gu Qingheng didn't love Su Lu, he should at least have some sympathy for her.

But not at all!

Zhao Mingzhu smacked her lips in her heart, this was too heartless.