Chapter 77: Being a Slave is Hard

The tyrant pulled An Jiu back into the room.

Not long after, the sound of fighting was heard outside. An Jiu wondered, could it be that the emperor's secret guards had arrived?

After secretly opening the door and taking a look, he discovered that these were not assassins, nor were they coming for the emperor. They were just two feuding gangs who were hacking at each other.

Anjiu sighed.

Now it’s bad, there’s no way back.

…

Early in the morning, the sun rises.

The emperor did not come to the morning court.

Eunuch Li said he was sick.

All the civil and military officials in the court breathed a sigh of relief. The accounts that the emperor had thrown down before had not been dealt with yet, so they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where is your Majesty?"

Eunuch Li looked at these secret guards and was speechless: "What else can you do? His Majesty encountered an assassin, you couldn't help, and now you have lost the person."

Lin Twelve said: "Lin San has taken people to look for him."

"We have to find it first." Eunuch Li was walking around the yard anxiously. The late emperor was really something. He only taught His Majesty martial arts to a sufficient level. The emperor's martial arts were better than his secret guards. This led to the emperor's secret guards being unable to catch up with him and often losing the emperor.

It was fine before, as they were all in the palace, but now they have left the palace and are missing.

What if something happens to the emperor?

Eunuch Li was extremely anxious, but luckily he asked someone to check, and found that Xiaojiu was not there either. He thought that they had gone out together, so there would be someone to take care of him. Xiaojiu was at least better than the emperor with half a brain...

All Eunuch Li could do was to block the news and not let anyone know that the emperor was missing, especially the empress dowager.

…

"What time is it?"

A lazy male voice came, and An Jiu covered his head with the quilt in annoyance.

"Is it time to go to court?"

An Jiu hummed, his mind still in a mess.

Going to court?

Who goes to court?

What court are you attending?

She suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the strange room, and then looked at the big pink bed beneath her that was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Anjiu's brain froze.

This, this, this...

Who am I? Where am I?

But she soon remembered what happened last night.

There was a gunfight outside yesterday, and she and Tyrant hid in the house. She was already sleepy in the second half of the night. Tyrant ate pine nuts and walnuts, and the crunching sound was extremely hypnotic. An Jiu fell asleep quickly, and she knew nothing after that.

Yes, tyrant...

An Jiu slowly turned his head and saw the emperor who also sat up from the bed with a confused look on his face...

An Jiu swallowed.

The emperor looked up at her, then down at the bed, and finally he lifted the quilt to look at his own...

An Jiu jumped off the bed, took a step back, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, I can explain."

The emperor looked at her.

Nothing could be discerned from his calm expression.

But his inner voice echoed in the house.

[Explain your grandma, you are dead. ]

An Jiu "..."

"Your Majesty, it was you who insisted on coming here. It has nothing to do with me. I really tried to persuade you, but it didn't work."

The emperor looked at her gloomily.

"Where is this place?"

An Jiu "..."

Yes, where is this...

ha……

Ha ha……

"here it is……"

The emperor squinted at her.

"It's... a small inn in the capital. But don't worry, I... fell asleep yesterday, and nothing happened between us."

The emperor was still looking at her.

[She looks guilty...]

[Which inn would light red candles and use pink sheets...]

[Eh? But... this bed is a pretty color. It's my favorite pink. I wish I could have this bed sheet in my bedroom. I actually hate yellow the most...]

An Jiu couldn't say anything.

She laughed dryly and said deliberately, "This inn is a bit shabby. Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

The emperor looked up at her.

An Jiu quickly explained what happened last night. In order to redeem herself from her crime, she also mentioned the matter of Concubine Mei.

The emperor frowned and said, "You mean... I will get sick when I smell the fragrance of a certain kind of flower?"

An Jiu nodded: "I am just guessing, I am not sure."

The emperor narrowed his eyes, sat on the bed, and thought rapidly in his mind. Soon, voices of varying sizes came...

"You said that the idiot came here just to look for a certain smell?" the emperor asked again.

An Jiu nodded: "Your Majesty, that person may have your lost memories..."

This is all An Jiu can remind you.

Any more would be crossing the line.

Sure enough, the emperor thought along the lines of what An Jiu said.

[Is he the me before I was seven years old? ]

[If that's true, then he must remember the murderer. ]

[So, maybe the murderer had a special fragrance on him at the time, so I was stimulated by the smell and then became ill...]

Yes, yes, yes, that’s it.

An Jiu felt that the emperor was really smart.

The emperor narrowed his eyes.

[What kind of person has a special scent? A woman? ]

[It's not that I don't like women, nor do I dislike women. Every time I get sick, it's actually because I'm stimulated by the fragrance on their bodies. ]

Yes, yes, yes.

An Jiu nodded.

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and looked at An Jiu.

"Change my clothes."

An Jiu looked at him speechlessly.

The emperor reacted belatedly. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and went out with An Jiu one after another.

The inn was in a mess and the innkeepers were cleaning up. When the girl in red saw the two of them, she winked at An Jiu and said, "You two haven't left yet. Did I disturb you last night?"

An Jiu thought, can you please stop making insinuations?

She didn't say anything, and the girl in red just glanced at the emperor.

[What are you looking at? What kind of look is that in her eyes when she looks at me? ]

The emperor looked around the inn...

The more I look at it, the more something seems wrong.

An Jiu felt guilty and wanted to leave quickly, but the emperor was walking in front of her and she couldn't walk fast.

【Something is wrong here. 】

"Come back next time." The girl in red deliberately said loudly, "We have other rooms for you to choose from..."

An Jiu "..."

When he got out of the door, the emperor glanced at the inn sign, then looked at the men and women hugging each other in groups of three or four on the street, who were obviously exhausted...

An Jiu swallowed.

"Your Majesty, it's all in search of that...smell."

The emperor looked at her askance.

An Jiu smiled and said, "Your Majesty, let's go."

After a whole night of hard work, the emperor was hungry. There were a lot of snack vendors on Hua Street, selling all kinds of cakes, buns, fried dough sticks, fried meatballs, large bowls of noodles, hot and sour noodles, etc.

The emperor walked among the crowd and found this feeling quite strange.

[I’m so hungry…]

The emperor swallowed his saliva and slowed down his pace in a haughty manner. If the fool had signaled him, he would have let him stay and eat something before leaving.

An Jiu sighed and asked knowingly: "Your Majesty..."

She looked around and changed her address: "Sir, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something before you leave?"

The emperor nodded.

They found a teahouse that looked relatively clean. It also provided breakfast, which was at least more presentable than what it looked outside. There were quite a few people eating breakfast at this time, so An Jiu found a secluded spot. She didn't even ask the emperor what he wanted to eat. She ordered a variety of breakfasts and filled the table.

She took out small gold ingots to pay. It was the first time for the shopkeeper to see someone using gold ingots to eat breakfast. He looked at An Jiu several times before giving her the change.

When he came back, the emperor was already eating wontons. An Jiu was also hungry and stood aside swallowing his saliva.

"Where did the ingots come from?" the emperor asked casually.

An Jiu swallowed again: "That person gave it to me."

“How many did you give?”

"Five, I used two last night, and there are three left." An Jiu rolled his eyes, thinking, he wouldn't want to go back, right?

Fortunately, the emperor did not ask any further questions.

But she heard the emperor's voice again.

[It turned out that he had taken it away, so I said, why are my gold ingots missing? ]

An Jiu "..."

What a good memory...

Looking at the table full of breakfast, An Jiu swallowed again...

Being a slave is such a hard life...