At this time, the servants from the Food Bureau came to deliver breakfast to everyone in Chengguang Pavilion.
Before Xie Changfeng and his ilk received official positions, they didn't have dedicated servants to serve them; they had to do everything themselves. He was about to take the bowl of porridge from the table when someone shoved him hard from behind. He lost his balance and fell to the ground with the bowl in his hand. The boiling porridge spilled all over his arm, instantly reddening his fair skin and soon forming blisters of varying sizes.
Xie Changfeng looked up in annoyance and saw Xiwu rolling her eyes at him. "I'm so sorry, I accidentally spilled your porridge. The meals delivered by the main kitchen every day are limited, so I can only inconvenience you, Master Xie, and have you skip a meal today."
Xie Changfeng's body trembled uncontrollably with anger. He felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. He looked down and realized that he had clenched his head too tightly and had unknowingly dug his nails into his palm.
He had done nothing wrong, but Yugiri and the others ganged up on him out of jealousy.
If he has the opportunity to climb up in the future, he will definitely kill all those who look down on him today.
Xie Changfeng's thoughts were already swirling through his mind, yet his face showed no sign of it. He calmly stood up and went outside to find some cool water to cool his burns.
But no one had ever imagined that Xie Changfeng was not thrown away after being used by the Princess. That night, someone came to Guangming Palace and said that the Princess had specifically requested Xie Changfeng to come over.
Before Xie Changfeng stepped out of the door, he looked back at Xiwu. Xiwu's face was as pale as paper, and her body was shaky.
Xie Changfeng sneered and was about to leave.
Xiwu knelt directly at his feet, one hand tugging at his trouser leg, her face full of fear and pleading, "Xie Changfeng, no, Master Xie, I was wrong about what I did this morning. Not only this morning, I shouldn't have mocked you before. All the mistakes are my fault. Please forgive my mistakes and give me another chance to please you."
Xie Changfeng listened patiently to Xiwu finish her words, but sneered, "Xiwu, it's too late for you to say anything now."
Xiwu watched Xie Changfeng get on the sedan chair to Guangming Palace. Her eyes rolled back and she fainted because she was too anxious.
The other young masters in the East Wing also looked unhappy. From what Xie Changfeng said, it seemed that he had already held a grudge against everyone. If Xie Changfeng gained favor, not only Xiwu but also the others would suffer.
The sedan chair that Xie Changfeng was sitting in once again stopped in front of the Guangming Palace. He had arrived early today, and Ling Shumo had just finished dinner. When he entered, Ling Shumo was rinsing her mouth with Mint's help.
Mint handed the empty cup to the servant behind her and said in a sweet voice, "Your Highness has worked hard today. Let me massage your legs."
Ling Shumo hummed a sound. Bohe immediately knelt on the floor and diligently massaged Ling Shumo's legs. His hands moved down to Ling Shumo's ankles, and he swiftly removed her shoes and socks. The heels of his hands repeatedly pressed the acupuncture points on her feet. The tingling sensation on her feet made Ling Shumo lean back in her chair and close her eyes in comfort.
Mint was waiting on Ling Shumo personally. Xie Changfeng, who was led in by the servants, could only stand in the room.
Xie Changfeng just watched as Bohe massaged Ling Shumo's left foot and then her right foot, and then all the acupuncture points on her cervical spine, shoulders, waist, back, and arms.
Bo He knelt on the ground again and massaged Ling Shumo's legs. Xie Changfeng heard him pinch his throat and ask in a delicate voice, "Your Highness, can you let me stay and serve you tonight?"
Ling Shumo finally opened her eyes and lowered her head to look at Bo He. Bo He had a round face, and his most striking feature was his pair of soulful almond-shaped eyes. Apart from that, there was nothing else remarkable about his appearance.
Ling Shumo had no interest in the plain-looking Bo He. She didn't say anything, but looked up at Xie Changfeng who was standing opposite her.
Yesterday she couldn't sleep and her head hurt, so she didn't have the energy to pay attention to Xie Changfeng's appearance.
Now, taking a closer look, the young man across from him had a head of jet-black hair tied back by a jade crown, a few strands of hair gently falling across his forehead. His eyebrows reached deep into his temples, his eyes were deep, his nose was high, his lips were naturally red, and his jawline was smooth and elegant. On his own, he might not seem like much, but compared to Mint, who was kneeling on the ground, the difference was immediately apparent.
Ling Shumo said calmly, "Xie Changfeng, please stay and serve me. Everyone else who is irrelevant should leave."
Bo He was originally helping Ling Shumo relax her calf muscles, but when he heard Ling Shumo say she was going to kick him out, his arms stiffened noticeably. A thin layer of mist formed in his eyes, and he looked up at Ling Shumo with a look of deep grievance. "Your Highness, I have always admired you. Can't you just give me a chance to serve you?"
Ling Shumo's gaze fell on Bohe's face again. Bohe obviously knew that his advantage lay in his eyes. His almond-shaped eyes were filled with watery light, and they were as charming as they could be.
Ling Shumo stared at Bohe for a moment, then bent down, grabbed Bohe's arm, picked her up horizontally, turned around and walked towards the bed.
Xie Changfeng still stood there stupidly. The second-class attendant in charge of the internal affairs of Guangming Palace pulled him from behind, indicating that he, an irrelevant person, should leave.
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