Shen Jiao was unaware that the two had been there. All she knew was that the tyrant hadn't returned by midnight, and her consciousness gradually became hazy. In the end, she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
Watching the pretty girl jump around all night, she slept soundly.
Early the next morning.
"Where is His Majesty?" Shen Jiao stirred the bird's nest twice.
Xi'an jumped around the most energetically last night, and was still very excited afterward. She didn't sleep a wink all night and had two big dark circles under her eyes.
"Your Majesty is discussing matters with the officials, Miss."
Shen Jiao was taken aback, "Didn't you sleep all night?"
Xi'an: "I noticed that Eunuch Wang also has dark circles under his eyes, he must not have slept all night."
What she didn't say was that Grandpa Wang Fu might still be a little confused because he had been staying up late.
Seeing her is like seeing a ghost.
Shen Jiao was stunned.
What triggered this tyrant to work so hard?
After breakfast, Shen Jiao took Xi An with her and secretly peeked through the window of the side hall.
Ji Yan has extremely sensitive perception; she spotted the frizzy hamster the moment it appeared.
I originally intended to drag those old monsters from the imperial court into another three days and three nights of fierce fighting.
But the little girl's eyes were too intense.
It cannot be ignored.
"Alright, everyone, go home first." Ji Yan waved her hand.
Zuo and his group did not move.
It's not that they don't want to go home, but they're worried that the tyrant will act up again, like yesterday, and they'll be summoned back as soon as they get to their doorstep.
Rather than doing that, we might as well wait and see.
Ji Yan frowned immediately, preparing to lose her temper.
The hamster by the window kept shaking its head, trying to express something, but it shook too much and bumped its head against the window.
Ji Yan: "..."
Zuo and the others naturally heard the commotion and instinctively turned around to look, only to be stunned.
This dancer is incredibly beautiful.
It looks kind of familiar.
She looks a lot like everyone else's daughter.
Although they were curious, they didn't dare to look any longer and immediately looked away, packing their things to go home.
Although Shen Jiao didn't say a word, Ji Yan understood what she meant.
He rubbed his temples and said impatiently, "Stop."
Zuo and the others were stunned for a moment, then knelt down on the ground in unison to beg for forgiveness.
"Your Majesty, please forgive us. We did not mean to peek at Her Majesty's face."
They didn't care whether Shen Jiao had a title or not. As the Emperor's woman, she had fallen to such a low level. It was only a matter of time before she was made a concubine.
The group started talking all at once.
"Your Majesty may not know, but this old minister suffers from a condition that makes him unable to see any other woman's flaws except for his wife."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is also ill. I have been strabismus since I was a child."
"What are you all so nervous about?" Ji Yan was most annoyed by this kind of hypocritical socializing.
Seeing Shen Jiao's bright and expectant eyes, he suppressed his frustration and said, "You all have worked hard all night with me. Please have breakfast with me before going back."
Yes, yes, that's it! Well done! Shen Jiaoyuan gave a thumbs up.
An excellent emperor cannot fight alone; he must also have capable left and right arms.
Those in high positions should express concern for their subordinates from time to time, so that those who work hard can feel valued and appreciated.
In short, it's about winning people's hearts!
But Zuo and the others didn't notice the concern or feel any warmth; in fact, they felt a bit chilly and shivered.
This is hardly breakfast.
Is this not a death sentence?
The group was filled with sorrow and grief, and they simply couldn't eat! But as the palace servants brought out the food one by one, they found it delicious!
Oh well, if I'm really going to die, it's better to die well than to die starving.
Everyone thought the same thing, and after finishing their meal, they kept their eyes fixed on the tyrant.
I even ate the strangely fragrant food.
If you're going to kill or torture someone, you have to say something, right?
The porridge in front of Ji Yan was specially prepared by Shen Jiao. He doesn't eat meat, but he doesn't mind seafood.
It's a bowl of abalone and sea cucumber congee.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Ji Yan was a little irritable.
Are these two trying to freeload lunch?
"Let's go, let's go, we're leaving now."
Zuo and his companions, filled with suspicion and despair, thought that as soon as they stepped out of this door, they would surely be shot dead by archers lurking in the shadows.
They took that step.
The group waited deliberately for a moment.
Huh?
He's not dead yet!
The group then thought that it might not be this door, but rather the palace gate.
Let's wait a bit longer.
Huh?
Still alive!
The few people on the left didn't believe in superstition; they insisted that it must be the palace gate!
After leaving the palace gates, wait a little longer.
Hey?
He didn't die!
"Wang Fu, are these the people you carefully selected?" Ji Yan stared intently at Wang Fu, who was trying to play dead.
Wang Fu protested, "Your Majesty, they weren't this stupid before you came back; they all seemed quite clever!"
Ji Yan: "Is this my fault?"
Wang Fu's legs went weak: "Then blame this old servant."
...
On the first day that Princess Ji and her ministers ate obediently, Shen Jiao was very happy. After coaxing Ji Yan to sleep, she remembered that she hadn't finished reading the letter from home.
This was, in fact, the first time she had ever received a letter.
Nowadays, people chat online and very few people write letters anymore.
There are three letters in total, each written in a different handwriting.
The first two articles were written by Madam Shen and Shen Qingcheng.
Madam Shen was skilled in martial arts, and her handwriting, while not particularly elegant, was meticulous. Many phrases seemed to have been revised several times, and the more she cared, the more incomprehensible they became.
I wrote several lengthy pieces, with many repeated sentences, but the central idea is—
Those who have traveled far from home, please hurry back and visit.
Grandma misses you.
Grandfather misses you.
Even the mute parrot misses you.
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