Chapter 130 I seem to have forgotten something

The tyrant didn't say anything, just squatted and looked at An Jiu.

An Jiu remembered what the emperor had told him to do, so he went to the cabinet and took out the pile of gadgets for him to see.

"Your Majesty, do you see what's missing here?"

The tyrant lowered his head, his hair falling down, covering his cheeks, and An Jiu smoothed it up for him.

He glanced at An Jiu.

Anjiu understood his thoughts immediately. He sat down and looked at the little gadgets on the table while Anjiu braided his hair.

Anjiu didn’t know how to do any other hairstyle, so she tied his hair into a bun anyway.

The tyrant was not too happy.

He reached out and touched his head, feeling that he was not handsome enough.

"Is something missing?" An Jiu asked him again.

He stared at Anjiu and touched his head unhappily.

An Jiu was speechless: "I can't wear a bow headband anymore."

The emperor would kill her.

The tyrant was very unhappy. He pushed the pile of little things forward, acting like a naughty kid who would not come back unless he stabbed him.

An Jiu was speechless.

Is this for me?

This is your stuff.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and An Jiu suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, do you like wearing pink clothes?"

The tyrant's eyes lit up.

It seems that he likes it very much.

So he spent an incense stick of time to quickly find out what was missing.

"Rooster."

An Jiu was startled: "You mean there's a rooster missing?"

The tyrant nodded.

An Jiu asked again: "What kind of rooster? Gold or jade?"

The tyrant said, "Jade."

There is a jade-carved rooster missing.

What's this?

An Jiu didn't quite understand.

The tyrant didn't want to continue this topic, his mind was full of...

【Pink clothes.】

【Pink clothes.】

【Pink clothes.】

An Jiu thought, forget it, just go back and ask the emperor, just to find out what is missing.

The two were about to go out. Eunuch Li winked at An Jiu, and An Jiu said, "We are not going outside."

The tyrant was unhappy. He turned his head to look at Eunuch Li. The look in his eyes was completely different from when he looked at An Jiu. It was cold and like a beast...

Eunuch Li was so frightened that he thought to himself that he was so bold that he didn't know his place and dared to meddle in this person's affairs.

What a big courage...

So he didn't dare to say a word and quietly stepped aside, fearing that the tyrant would see him.

At worst, I'll just have to ask Lin San and the others to go out and look for it more often...

…

Late in the winter, the emperor woke up from his dream. It was pitch black all around him. He reached out and touched around. Sure enough, there was a hard bed board under him. The room was still very cold...

Thousands of dirty words flashed through the emperor's mind.

[Is that idiot sick? ]

【Come here to suffer this? 】

[The key is that my reputation has been ruined time and time again...]

[Again and again.]

[It's quite warm inside the quilt.]

[I don’t want to think about…]

[Why must the morning court be held in the morning? Why can't it be held at noon or in the evening? 】

[Can't I have lunch before attending court? ]

An Jiu was half asleep when she was woken up by his mumbling.

She closed her eyes and heard the voices floating in the room becoming more and more resentful.

[I don’t want to get up early…]

[I don’t want to get up…]

[Someone come and save me, let the throne be passed to Prince Ruyang.]

【ah……】

An Jiu "..."

She felt like laughing.

But she slept peacefully because the emperor said that she would not go to work until the afternoon.

It’s nice not to have to get up early.

An Jiu thought happily.

But joy turns to sorrow, the emperor noticed her.

【Is there any justice in the world? 】

[I have to get up early, but my servants can sleep in? ]

【It’s really infuriating. 】

An Jiu "..."

It seems that what he said is correct.

She felt that the emperor beside her was emitting dark energy, and she could no longer pretend, so she opened her eyes and pretended to yawn.

"Your Majesty, why are you up so early?"

The emperor's face was gloomy: "Your breathing is not right, you have woken up a long time ago?"

An Jiu "..."

The emperor snorted coldly: "Go down and make a fire, I'm going to freeze to death."

An Jiu quickly got out of bed and added charcoal to the fire.

The room quickly became warm, and the emperor looked down and saw the pink quilt covering him.

[Wow~]

A screaming chicken gave Anjiu a fright.

[Pink mattress, pink quilt...]

The emperor had a cold expression and frowned slightly...

[It’s so beautiful. ]

"What is this? How can I cover myself with this kind of quilt?" the emperor asked sternly.

[This is the quilt I want to cover myself with. ]

[I hate yellow the most, it makes me look darker. ]

The emperor looked left and right and touched it from time to time.

An Jiu watched him speechlessly as he performed like a lunatic.

Until he got out of bed, looked at the pink bedding, and then looked at the beautiful pink vase on the table.

【It looks really good! 】

He finally opened the door and went out.

An Jiu felt like he had forgotten something.

What is it?

Suddenly, she slapped her forehead.

It’s over…

It’s over, it’s over…

She chased out, but the emperor had already skillfully climbed onto the roof. The moment his eyes met Lin San's, the emperor clearly saw that Lin San's pupils seemed to shrink.

The emperor frowned.

This Lin San is becoming more and more unstable.

"Was there anything unusual last night?" he asked.

Lin San shook his head: "Your Majesty has not come out since he went in."

As for what was said and done, he didn't dare to listen.

only……

"His Majesty……"

The emperor turned his head.

Lin San shook his head: "No...it's okay..."

Never mind, maybe this is just your Majesty’s taste…

As a servant, you shouldn't be too nosy.

Lin San convinced himself.

The emperor looked at him coldly and went to Guanghua Palace.

Xiao Fuzi got up early, lit the brazier, and prepared to wash up. Then he saw the emperor coming in from outside.

Xiao Fuzi was stunned.

Staring at the emperor as if he was stupid, the emperor thought that this little Fuzi was not as smart and steady as his master, so he still needed to be disciplined.

The emperor washed first, then changed his clothes...

Change clothes...

The emperor stared at the changed clothes.

Pink.

A nice light grey-pink color...

But it is also pink.

The emperor looked into the mirror again. There was a pink bow tied on his head...

Pink bow.

Bow.

Knot……

If An Jiu were here, he would definitely be able to hear the sound of screaming chickens coming from Guanghua Hall...

Damn Xiaojiu.

Damn idiot.

He came back dressed like this...

The emperor turned his head and looked at Xiao Fuzi, who was shivering with his head down.

There are only two words in my mind.

Silence.

Yes, and Lin San.

Also silenced.

Silence them all.

Poor little Fuzi huddled in the corner, lowering his head, wishing he could turn into a dot...

…

Because the weather had been too cold recently, the food delivered from the imperial kitchen had gotten cold. Aunt Qu lit the fire in the small kitchen and heated up the food for the emperor every day.

This is why these servants kept their mouths shut and acquiesced not to tell the emperor all these years.

Because they were used to eating hot food, they had to eat hot food every day, no matter morning, noon or night, and the servants found it troublesome.

Don't ever think that these servants won't deceive the emperor because they are afraid of him.

If you didn't ask, it wouldn't be cheating.

An Jiu remembered that he had seen somewhere that some princes went out to buy cakes for themselves after liberation, and only then did they realize that cakes were hot.

It seems like it was shown in a TV drama that everyone tacitly agreed not to give the emperor good tea, because the emperor was used to drinking good tea and he only wanted to drink good tea. If you couldn't give it to him, you would be in trouble.

It can be seen that ancient workers learned to manage upwards early on.

They all tacitly deceived the emperor, and no one exposed the truth.

An Jiu felt sorry for the emperor silently for a second, but not any longer. After all, the emperor had a box of gold ingots, while the workers had nothing.