“…”
After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, and slowly said a few words in Sun Jinlu's increasingly surprised eyes.
He just opened the palace door and said, "No need to follow me in."
Sun Jinlu suppressed his shock and pretended to be calm as he looked at the palace maids who were pretending to be silent. He instructed them, "Watch your heads and know what to say and what not to say."
He couldn't help but ask, "How long has Master Jiang been in there?"
"Eunuch, three quarters of an hour."
Sun Jinlu thought about it and decided that it must have been washed.
Thinking of what His Majesty had just said, I couldn't help but feel worried.
Although it is a bit rude to think this way, His Majesty grew up under his care, and sometimes he can't help but treat him as a junior.
How come when it comes to emotions, his brain is not as good as a eunuch like him! Look at what he just said!
It just so happened that what the emperor said was the imperial edict. Although Sun Jinlu was worried, he still gave the order.
Soon, some disguised secret guards appeared outside the side hall.
==
The hall was filled with mist.
Fu Yao seldom came to this side hall. Perhaps it was because the daughter of the Jiang family was there today. When he passed by a bronze mirror, he couldn't help but take a look at his own clothes.
He was about to raise his hand to tidy his clothes when he heard the sound of water coming from behind the screen. He subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a slender figure slowly standing up from the bathtub in the misty fog.
Drops of water slid down her jade-like skin, glistening in the candlelight. Her long, wet hair clung to her back, outlining her graceful curves. Jiang Jiang reached for the towel hanging on the screen, revealing a slender waist as she turned sideways.
Fu Yao's breathing stagnated and he quickly turned his head away.
But when he turned around, he accidentally knocked a cup off his hand, and it fell to the ground with a sound.
"Who?" Jiang Jiang grabbed the towel and wrapped it around himself. He cautiously peered through the screen, only to catch a glimpse of a yellowish-brown hem of clothing. Then he felt relieved. "Is it His Majesty?"
"Yeah." Fu Yao didn't know how to explain his abruptness for a moment.
Qian originally thought that it would take nearly an hour for her to wash, and the palace maids who were assigned to help her bathe and change clothes were guarding the door, and Sun Jinlu did not stop them...
There are many reasons, but they seem particularly hypocritical if they are stated.
After all, Qi Xian was indeed his own doing.
For the first time, he hated his overly sensitive hearing. He could even hear the sound of water droplets flowing down her hair or her skin hitting the ground.
Tick-tock.
It was like dripping into his heart.
I feel itchy, but I don’t know how to relieve it.
"...I'll leave first."
Fu Yao didn't know if it was because of the water vapor, but he felt a little breathless.
"Um?"
He heard Jiang Jiang's nasal and somewhat confused voice.
The ending tone rose slightly, like a hook, hooking his leg as he stepped forward, and his voice became a little hoarse: "What's wrong?"
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