She gave him a smile.
Fu Yao only felt a tingling sensation after her voice passed his ears, and saw that she seemed to have gained some support after hearing these words, and subconsciously cast a smug look at the empress dowager on her right side.
Looking at the ugly expression on the Queen Mother's face, Fu Yao sneered in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Jiang Jiang again.
She eats very seriously.
Seeing people eating seriously always makes those around them want to eat.
As Fu Yao watched, he even felt hungry.
He has always been a self-centered person, so he ignored the hidden looks of horror from those around him, picked up his chopsticks again, and glanced at the dishes that Jiang Jiang used the most.
Seeing how delicious she cooked it, when she put it in her mouth, these familiar dishes that she had long been tired of seemed to have more flavor.
Fu Yao accompanied her and had another bowl of rice.
After all, since this was in front of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, Jiang Jiang restrained himself a little and stopped after drinking half a bowl.
The Queen Mother's suspicious eyes shifted between the two of them.
Then, as if making up her mind, she spoke: "Hasn't the Emperor always said that his headaches are unbearable? Jiang Jiang has learned the art of massage in her boudoir. It is a unique skill of a folk master. Perhaps it can provide some relief."
Sun Jinlu rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that the Jiang family was desperate and was trying all kinds of treatments. He didn't think that the so-called unique skills of the people were much better than the doctors in the Imperial Hospital.
Moreover, the emperor never allowed anyone to get close to him, and even changing clothes and bathing were done by himself.
Because he simply couldn't tolerate the noise of someone being around him.
Although the emperor treated the young lady from the Jiang family a little specially today, it was far from the extent of complying with the Jiang family's wishes.
Sun Jinlu waited for the emperor to refuse.
Or signal him to refuse on his behalf.
But I didn't expect that although the other party frowned, he nodded in agreement.
Sun Jinlu: “?”
Tsk, is this a man?
When the Queen Mother saw that Fu Yao didn't refuse, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she immediately struck while the iron was hot: "Jiang Jiang, why don't you send your cousin off quickly?"
Jiang Jiang naturally would not refuse the opportunity to be alone.
But she still couldn't help but glance at the Queen Mother, wondering why this Queen Mother was like a pimp. It seemed that the current situation of the Jiang family was more serious than what she had heard from the maidservant she brought into the palace.
She lowered her head and followed Fu Yao three steps behind.
The sun was shining brightly outside the hall, and one had to squint to see the tall figure in front of him. His dark dragon-patterned uniform made his shoulders look broad and his waist narrow, and even his back exuded a cold, keep-away air.
"Just send me here." Fu Yao suddenly stopped, and when he turned around, the flutter of his sleeves brought up a gust of cool breeze.
Jiang Jiang was caught off guard and looked into his deep eyes, and responded softly.
"No need to be so restrained."
Perhaps because of the warm sunshine outside, the other party's low and hoarse voice sounded a bit gentle to Jiang Jiang's ears.
Jiang Jiang looked up in surprise and realized that apart from the aura around him, Fu Yao was actually just a young boy who had not yet reached adulthood.
Fu Yao stood in the corridor, the sunlight filtering through the branches of the surrounding trees casting tiny spots of light on his face.
Jiang Jiang only then noticed that he was extremely fair, with pale blue veins faintly visible under his almost translucent skin, and the small mole on the tip of his nose glowed light brown in the sunlight.
The young emperor's features hadn't completely lost their youthful immaturity, but his jawline was as sharp as a knife. When he lowered his eyes to look at her, his raven-feather eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, just enough to cover those eyes that always contained a cold look.
The whole person looks very harmless.
He said to her:
"Next time, you don't have to call yourself a servant."
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