In just over ten days, the rumors that Shen Jiao was favored by the emperor spread to every corner of the palace.
At this moment, an old man and a young boy were sitting on the steps eating sunflower seeds.
“That dancer is no good!” the old man said.
"Yes, yes, it's no good!" Shao nodded repeatedly.
"Beautiful women are a source of trouble, bringing disaster to the country and its people!"
"Yes, yes, yes, a scourge! A scourge to the people!"
"However, I heard that dancer is incredibly beautiful!"
"Isn't that obvious? Of course it looks good!"
"How beautiful is it?" The old eunuch who asked the question didn't hold any official position; he was just an old gardener who specialized in planting flowers and plants.
Normally no one comes to this area, so when a living person finally shows up, we have to chat for a bit!
To everyone's surprise, they hit it off immediately.
Once you start speculating, you can't stop!
Shen Jiao pointed at herself with a thumbs up, looking very proud: "As good-looking as me!"
The old eunuch's pupils dilated.
He had never seen such a shameless person!
However, he did not refute it.
The main thing is that this girl is really beautiful!
The nose, eyes, and mouth didn't look like they were born from the earth; they looked like creations sculpted by the goddess Nuwa while she stayed up all night.
"What's your name?" The old eunuch looked at Shen Jiao, who was so young but so bold, daring to compete with the emperor's favorite concubine.
Shen Jiao: "My name is Shen Jiao."
This name… The old eunuch was shocked: “Well, you not only imitated the dancer’s face, you also imitated her name! Are you out of your mind?”
Shen Jiao: "No."
The old eunuch breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness it's not true, you scared me to death."
After all, she had just said quite a few bad things about the dancer to her.
"Because I am that favored concubine." Shen Jiao patted her chest and corrected him in a serious tone.
The old eunuch was immediately stunned.
They dared not move an inch.
The next second, he gulped down several mouthfuls of liquor.
He rolled his eyes, and with a loud thud, collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.
As long as he faints quickly enough, the concubine's anger won't be able to catch up with him!
Shen Jiao: "..."
Why did I faint?
Can't drink but still try to chug a bottle like others?
Shen Jiao sighed.
The tyrant has been busy from morning till night lately, and the palace maids are timid and cautious, so no one has a proper chat with her.
You finally find an old friend, but he suddenly starts chugging a bottle?
well.
These days, it's so hard to find someone to talk to about something real and pure.
...
Shen Jiao returned to Haoyue Palace in a sullen mood, missing the group of chattering, gossipy aunties in the Southern Frontier.
As soon as I stepped inside, I was suddenly blinded by a dazzling light.
"What's this?"
"His Majesty truly dotes on the young lady." Xi'an's voice drifted out slowly from somewhere.
"In all the years I've been in the palace, I've only ever seen His Majesty kill people swiftly, but I've never seen him cover the walls with jewels just to please a young lady!"
Shen Jiao: "..."
Coincidentally, she hadn't seen it either.
Wouldn't it be better to use gemstones to set colorful glass and have a full set of teeth?
It sparkles with every smile!
Why stick it on the wall!
Inside the hall, candlelight flickered, and the jeweled walls reflected blinding light from every angle.
Seeing this, Shen Jiao felt she should do something, so she asked, "Are there any musicians?"
Xi'an: "Yes, would you like to hear a song, young lady? I'll go prepare it right away."
"No," Shen Jiao shook her head, "Look at this dazzling light, it wouldn't be right not to go clubbing!"
Xi'an didn't understand what "disco" meant.
However, as a mature maid, one must learn to do one's best to meet all of one's master's requests!
Xi An was immediately filled with fighting spirit.
...
Ji Yan had been discussing the flood problem with Zuo Zhen and a few others. By the time they finished, it was already late at night, and the frizzy hamster was already asleep.
Worried about disturbing the frizzy hamster's sleep, he walked quietly as always.
Suddenly, a loud "thump" rang out, as loud as thunder.
Ji Yan stepped on the wooden floor of the corridor, following the rhythm, and stomped through it.
A huge hole.
"What, what is that sound? Your Majesty, are you alright?" Wang Fu behind him was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
Ji Yan didn't make a sound. Just as she freed her stuck left foot, there was another "thud".
His right foot twitched uncontrollably with the rhythm.
Another large hole was trampled into the wooden floor.
Ji Yan: "..."
Wang Fu: Which musician played this piece? It must be poisonous!
Ji Yan's eyes hardened: "A shoddy project, rebuild it."
"Yes, yes, this old servant guarantees that Your Majesty and the young lady will be able to step onto the indestructible corridor as soon as they get up tomorrow morning." Wang Fu nodded and bowed again.
"Let's go in and take a look." The tyrant walked ahead with a stern face.
Wang Fu followed, trembling with fear.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Otherwise, it would be full of holes.
It's strange, there are so many palace maids serving Miss Chen in Haoyue Palace, why are none of them here tonight?
Without palace maids, even trivial tasks like lifting the curtain fell to Wang Fu.
Wang Fu was furious. "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. This old servant will certainly teach these unruly brats a lesson!"
He rattled off a string of words, only to find the tyrant frozen at the doorway, his expression quite complicated.
"Your Majesty?" Wang Fu felt a chill run down his spine.
Oh no, oh no!
Could it be that something happened to Miss Shen right under our noses?
Wang Fu was terrified. He covered his eyes with his hands and looked inside. When he found that he could not see anything, he opened his fingers to reveal a small gap.
Then, he was stunned.
"Head up, chest out, and twist your waist."
"Raise your hands, stretch them out, and shake them."
Shen Jiao was lying on her side on the chaise longue, one hand supporting her head, the other holding a jug full of fruit liqueur high, which she was blowing into.
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