Wang Fufeng arrived at the Imperial Study quickly, stood outside the hall to tidy his appearance, and casually smoothed his hairline that had been blown to the top of his head by the wind.
It just so happened that Zuo and a few others were just getting off work.
Wang Fu stepped aside to let him pass.
He and Zuo didn't get along well. Whenever they met, they always looked at each other with disdain and couldn't stand each other.
Zuo was a tough guy who dared to offer advice and suggestions, unafraid of powerful figures or death. When he argued with several civil officials, the scene was quite dramatic.
In the eyes of people like them, Wang Fu is nothing more than a vicious dog under the tyrant, a bully who uses his power to help the tyrant, and a rotten apple that bullies others!
If the two were decades younger, it would be unreasonable for them not to meet in the restroom after school every day to discuss poetry and literature.
However, people are in high spirits when they are happy. Wang Fu was in a good mood today and decided to be merciful and not argue with Zuo Zha.
Zuo was at the back, but after taking two steps, he somehow turned back.
Wang Fu: "!!!"
I've already decided to let you go, but you're still as ungrateful as ever!
Wang Fu immediately became cautious: "Lord Zuo! This is at the entrance of the Imperial Study. His Majesty is waiting for this old servant!"
The implication is that his powerful backer has returned!
Normally, Zuo would have cursed under his breath as a sissy old lackey, but things were different today, and he was happy!
His Majesty has stood up!
The future of Dayan is full of hope, and everyone has a bright tomorrow!
When Zuo was happy, he looked at Wang Fu's wrinkled face as if he were looking at his future daughter-in-law, and found him very pleasing to the eye.
He raised his hand and slowly approached Wang Fu.
A gentleman uses words, not fists. Does this mean he wants to beat him up?
Wang Fu said nervously, "You little bastard, let me tell you, if you dare to lay a finger on me, I'll call His Majesty!"
Even big dogs need to consider their owners!
"Go ahead and call out," Zuo said with a smile.
With a kind look in his eyes, he gently pulled back the hair that Wang Fu had painstakingly pulled down, revealing his full forehead.
Wang Fu: "..." If he weren't so happy, he would have stuffed the whisk into Zuo Zhen's mouth!
Zuo Zan admired Wang Fu's large forehead for a moment, then left satisfied.
Wang Fu snorted coldly, considering himself a good eunuch who wouldn't fight with men, and walked directly into the hall.
Zuo suddenly turned around and shouted, "Eunuch Wang, has anyone ever told you that your hairline is really cute?"
Wang Fu: "!!!"
Wang Fu immediately stumbled and fell at the entrance of the Imperial Study.
That ill-intentioned leftist!
If you can't win an argument with him, then try to annoy him!
Wang Fu's face turned green.
...
"Your Majesty," Wang Fu bowed to the tyrant.
Ji Yan lowered her eyes, her expression cold and indifferent, casually glancing at the memorial. "What is it?"
Wang Fu said, "Yes, this old servant would like to speak with Your Majesty about the young lady."
Ji Yan held a pen in his slender fingers. Upon hearing this, he immediately raised his eyelids and threw the folded paper away.
What's wrong with her?
“Miss Shen is fine, Your Majesty, please rest assured, but…” Wang Fu paused.
He wanted to share the good news directly, but then he thought that young girls would probably appreciate surprises.
I imagine Miss Shen must want to tell His Majesty about her pregnancy in person!
Wang Fu was secretly pleased with himself.
He is truly a good servant who is good at considering things for his master!
Wang Fu continued, "But this old servant feels that the young lady needs companionship in her current condition."
“I visit her every day.” Ji Yan glanced at the vase on the corner of the table, which contained bare flower branches.
“Your Majesty’s company is certainly important, but young ladies are emotionally sensitive and have delicate minds. Sometimes they also need the warmth of their families,” Wang Fu advised patiently.
Ji Yan understood now, but he was not happy, his brows furrowed tightly: "Lord Anbo is foolish, she will be unhappy when she goes back."
Wang Fu had naturally heard of the sordid affairs of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion. He said, "Just because one person is confused doesn't mean everyone else is confused. Your Majesty, this old servant has investigated, and the old Marquis Shen and his wife still dote on the young lady very much."
Normally, given how the Marquis of Anbo's family treated Shen Jiao, he would never have spoken up for them, even if he were beaten to death.
However, pregnant women are prone to emotional instability, which Wang Fu also considered.
Ji Yan's voice was cold and aloof: "But if she is wronged, I will not be able to help but kill. What if something unexpected happens and I slaughter the entire Marquis of Anbo's mansion?"
Wang Fu was taken aback.
So that's the reason. He said, why did His Majesty not even ask the girl, but directly withheld the letters that the Marquis of Anbo's mansion had sent to the girl these past two days?
Your Majesty is relieved that the young lady is at ease.
If you didn't care, why would you think so much and have so many concerns?
"Your Majesty, why don't you ask the young lady's opinion?"
Ji Yan remained silent.
The frizzy hamster has amnesia and doesn't remember any of the scheming and intrigue from before.
He sighed, "Wang Fu, she's soft-hearted."
Now it was Wang Fu's turn to fall silent.
Miss Shen was bullied before because she had no one to rely on. Now that she has someone to rely on and is soft-hearted, she will probably be bullied by those wicked cats and dogs when she goes back.
"This matter was not well thought out by this old servant, but Your Majesty, there is one more thing."
Ji Yan's face darkened. "Why are you making such a fuss today?"
Wang Fu chuckled awkwardly, "This is the last one, Your Majesty. You see, the young lady has served you for so long; even if she hasn't done anything meritorious, she has certainly put in a lot of hard work..."
Ji Yan said impatiently, "Get to the point."
"Shouldn't we give the young lady a title?" Wang Fu hurriedly said.
A young woman's reputation is extremely important; we can't just let things drag on like this in vain.
Most importantly, the little prince will be born in a few months. If Miss Shen, as the mother, doesn't have a proper status, the child's position will be very awkward.
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