At this moment, Qiu Shi seemed to sense something and raised his head to look at Su Yan.
A hint of jealousy flickered in Qiu Shi's eyes.
Qiu Shi was already quite charming, and now that she looks so frail, she has a delicate and pitiful appearance.
At this moment, Nan Tang saw Su Yan arrive, walked over, and spoke.
"What are you waiting for? Go in and serve them."
Although he appears cold and unapproachable, he handles matters meticulously.
He was a capable subordinate of the Third Prince.
Su Yan nodded, stopped looking at Qiu Shi, and walked into the house.
Seeing this, Qiu Shi's jealousy intensified.
Su Yan was just a lowly third-class maid, and to become a first-class palace maid and serve her master was already a great blessing.
But it's only been a few days?
She suddenly became a personal maid?
What kind of "medicine" did Su Yan give His Highness?
Qiu Shi gripped her sleeve tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, gritting her teeth to keep from collapsing.
Su Yan walked in, and the scent of ambergris filled the air.
This time, the Third Prince did not lie in bed, but sat in a chair next to his desk.
Wearing a white inner garment and a light blue robe casually draped over it, his eyes were lowered, and his sickly appearance was earnest, with his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Su Yan walked over and bowed.
Your Highness
Xuanyuan Yonghao raised his head, his eyes dark and bright, and he smiled gently and harmlessly.
"Su Yan"
His voice was calm and unhurried.
Su Yan raised her head, her voice clear and gentle.
"Your Highness, please give your orders."
Xuanyuan Yonghao's smile deepened.
"Originally, I didn't have any instructions, but since you mentioned it... I'm starting to crave plums."
Su Yan nodded.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment."
She responded and then left.
Xuanyuan Yonghao closed the book in his hand and threw it on the table.
He leaned back in the rosewood chair, closed his eyes, and his smile faded, leaving him somewhat indifferent.
A short while later, Su Yan returned carrying a plate of fine, plump plums.
"Please have some, Your Highness."
As she spoke, she was about to place the plums on the table.
Xuanyuan Yonghao suddenly spoke in a low voice.
"There is never any food on my desk, so as not to soil the important letters."
Su Yan paused for a moment, then pursed her lips and looked up at him.
Even though she didn't say anything, just glanced at him with her eyes, Xuan Yuan Yonghao felt that those eyes were telling him that she was wronged.
This stirred a restless desire within him, a desire he couldn't quite pinpoint.
Seeing Su Yan silently holding that stack of plums, unsure whether to put them down or not, he smiled.
The more innocent she seemed, the more I wanted to go too far; I just couldn't resist.
Su Yan stood in front of him, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"This servant is carrying these plums, Your Highness, please enjoy them."
With her beautiful, slender fingers, she picked up a plum and put it in her mouth, the sweet and sour taste filling her mouth.
He chewed slowly, his smile harmless and gentle.
"These plums are delicious."
He gave it a compliment, and seemed to really like it.
But as a result, Su Yan stood there for three whole hours holding that plate of plums, and he only ate that one bite!
When she came out of the bedchamber, not only her hands and arms were numb.
Standing for three hours straight left my legs and back extremely stiff.
As soon as I stepped out of the bedchamber, it was completely dark.
Su Yan rubbed her legs, and after they had eased a little, she started walking forward.
Xiaohua comforted
"Host, would you like to go back and rest?"
I'm hungry.
Her voice was soft as she walked toward the place where the palace maids ate, not wanting to linger for even a moment.
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