Chapter 37: Summoning Zi Xin
"Your servant pays respect to His Majesty, long live the emperor.
"Everyone else, please go out." Qianhe Liyou waved his hand and dismissed everyone, leaving only Sang Zixin who was kneeling on the ground with an uneasy look on his face. But now he should be called Mu Zixin.
"You have been in the palace for some time, how do you feel?"
"I feel very good." What he said was absolutely not a lie, and there was not even a hint of perfunctory tone in it, because he really felt that this place was very good. In the past 18 years, the life these days could be said to be the most relaxing for him. He was even glad that he was sent here, but the uncertainty about his future life still made him very uneasy. After all, he was not a simple palace servant, but a person who stayed here with such an unbearable identity. He didn't know what was waiting for him in the future.
"Mu Zixin, the young son of the mayor of Ziyuan City, is eighteen years old. Do you think that with such an identity, you will think that your current life is good?" She did not doubt Sang Zixin's words. Although his current life was tiring, it was much better than his previous life. At least no one bullied him, and no one would deprive him of food, or corporal punishment on him.
Sang Zixin was shocked by the emperor's words. His first reaction was that the emperor already knew his identity. But if he thought about it carefully, even the people of Sang Country might not know his existence. Although he was the eleventh prince in name, he had been locked up in the cold palace and became a punching bag for the princes and princesses. Many ministers in the court did not know him, let alone the emperor who was thousands of miles away. He must have thought too much.
"Why don't you answer me or say that you are not satisfied with your current life? Maybe I can send you back."
"No, don't," Sang Zixin retorted instinctively, but found that she was too emotional, and immediately said weakly: "Since I have entered the palace, and it was the emperor who chose me, I will not go back. I really think life in the palace is very good and there is no need to change anything. Your Majesty, I beg you, please let me stay in the palace and just let me do these things. I will do my work very seriously.
Sang Zixin bravely expressed his request. He really hoped that this would be the case. Chopping wood, fetching water and doing heavy work every day was better than being treated like a human being in the Sang Kingdom's palace.
"Do you think there is a shortage of servants who can do heavy work in my palace? You haven't forgotten who you are, have you?" Qian Heliyou felt that she needed to remind him that the reason she kept him was not because she wanted a servant.
"Your Majesty, you don't think highly of me, do you? I can do these rough jobs, but as for other things, how can I be qualified?" He knew that he had an average appearance, only handsome. Compared with other princes in Sang Kingdom, he was the most ordinary one. Now that he came to Qianhe Palace and met several ladies in the past few days, he knew his ordinariness even more. Therefore, he had always doubted the purpose of the emperor choosing him. As ordinary as he was, why was he chosen by the emperor?
“Being unworthy doesn’t mean you can’t do it. You should be qualified enough to warm the bed.” An unworthy prince is made to feel so inferior. The people of Sang Kingdom are really capable.
"Your Majesty, if Your Majesty wants, I am willing to serve You." He was already prepared for this kind of thing. He already understood it all when he was sent here. He was cowardly, inferior, and useless, but that didn't mean he was stupid. He understood all of this very well, but he was powerless to change it.
If he still had a glimmer of hope before the emperor appointed him, then the moment he was chosen as the emperor's male concubine, he had completely accepted his fate. However, his acceptance of fate was not to those who bullied him, but to his current situation.
After getting married, he followed his wife. Although he was a male favorite, he was already the emperor's man. He was very glad that he could become a woman's appendage with a pure body. He always thought that he would become a victim of politics and would once again completely sacrifice himself for his father. But his father died, and he would disappear from that corrupt and disgusting court from then on.
Now that he has come here, far away from that horrible place, he only hopes that he can live peacefully here.
"Are you saying yes or are you really willing?" She didn't think he was really willing. She could tell from his awkward tone that he really thought she would force him. She didn't want to force anyone on such matters. If she had to say that there was someone who made her feel something, it was definitely not the boy in front of her. She liked someone who was more mature, like
However, that person probably wouldn't have the same thoughts as her.
"I really want to. I am your servant, so naturally I will do whatever you say."
"Okay, even if I believe you, you can stay in my bedroom and serve me these few days, and you don't have to do other work." She suddenly had a very good idea. If the prince who came for marriage saw that this poor little girl who was bullied by them in the past was very favored, I wonder what they could do?
"Yes," Sang Zixin answered tremblingly. Although he didn't feel reluctant, he still felt afraid and a little confused. He knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do.
"Stop kneeling. Go and help Fengying pack up. You will live in the side hall for the next few days. If you need anything, tell Fengying and she will prepare it for you."
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty. I will take my leave." With the emperor's instructions, Sang Zixin thanked him and withdrew.
Feng Ying had been waiting outside the door. When she saw him come out, she looked at him with a questioning look.
"General Steward Feng Ying, the Emperor has instructed me to serve him for the next few days. He asked me to go back and pack up and move to a side hall. Please make the arrangements, General Steward." Sang Zixin's tone was very polite. General Steward Feng Ying took good care of him and told other palace servants not to bully him. He was very grateful to her.
"Mr. Mu, you are too polite. This is what Feng Ying should do." She was not surprised at the emperor's order, and as for the men in the palace, she could only say that they should do what they should do, not add insult to injury, and not be too flattering. The emperor's will is unpredictable, and no one knows who the emperor's favor will be given to. No one who can survive in the palace is a simple person.
Hearing Feng Ying calling him Master Mu, Sang Zixin flinched and smiled unnaturally, "Master Manager, I'll take my leave now. I'll come back to see you after I've packed up."
"Please, Master Mu. Feng Ying will prepare a place for you to stay right away."
Sang Zixin returned to his residence to pack up his meager luggage, while Feng Ying also asked the palace servants to clean up a room in a side hall, waiting for Sang Zixin to move in.
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