"He still has two years left to have children when he turns thirty-five. But because of this, the old emperor is already considering replacing the crown prince. He's currently having a hard time in the court, but he's a man of means. Next year, he'll forcibly ascend the throne."
"If you say so, I really should hurry up."
At least you have to give birth to a child before the other party ascends the throne, so that you can get a higher position when the new emperor ascends the throne.
The next day she packed up early and went to the main hall to be on duty.
As a second-class maid in the Eastern Palace, she didn't have to do any rough work, and her daily routine was to make tea.
But it was limited to making tea, and serving tea was done by a first-class palace maid.
Washing the tea leaves and making the tea soup, her movements were as smooth as flowing water. While making tea, she asked herself in her heart: "Dabao, have you done what I asked you to do?"
"Alright, alright, little master."
The tea was ready, but the waiter was still not here.
The tea steward came running in, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and bring the tea and follow us."
This time he was obviously greeting Tu Qingyu. After saying this, he turned and left, muttering, "I don't know what's wrong with Miss Ningchun. Why did she suddenly have a stomachache?"
Tu Qingyu walked in respectfully with tea in hand, lowered his head, and subconsciously scanned the hall with his spiritual sense.
Except for the little girl standing next to her, none of the four palace maids, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, were there.
The prince had just finished reading a memorial and threw it onto the table in frustration.
He habitually reached out to touch the teacup on the table, but instead bumped into Tu Qingyu's hand, which was about to be retracted after he had just served the tea.
The hand was as white as jade, with slender fingers, and the sleeves were slightly pulled up because of his touch.
He immediately thought of the white wrist covered with frost and snow.
This hand was more beautiful than any other hand he had ever seen.
I subconsciously looked up, but what I saw was an ordinary face with slightly dark skin.
On that plain face, there were only a pair of eyes, bright and clear.
But... no matter how bright and clean the eyes are, they are useless when paired with that face.
"Are you new here?"
Tu Qingyu squatted down and saluted, "Your Highness, I am a second-class maid in the tea room and have been working there for three years."
This body entered the palace at the age of fourteen and is now seventeen, so it has indeed been three years.
She was actually a second-class palace maid, and she was bullied like that.
Only her hands and voice are acceptable; her appearance and personality are not so good.
The prince responded calmly, "Well, go down."
"yes."
Tu Qingyu stood up and left the main hall slowly and politely.
The prince looked at her graceful back and wondered again, how could such a figure have such a plain face?
"Young master, is this okay?" He took great pains to move the girl named Ningchun away, just for this?
"That'll do."
The beginning of a man's liking for a woman is curiosity and interest.
Today she deliberately did not cover her wrists, and also deliberately removed the concealing device on her body, showing off her good figure.
Even if the prince doesn't care about her now, he will always be curious if she appears a few more times.
Only when you see her true face in the future will you be shocked, and this curiosity will turn into other emotions.
A few days later, the prince hurried back to the palace, and she knelt on the ground and saluted with several palace maids who went to receive the new tea.
Her temperament was truly outstanding, and even though she was kneeling with her head bowed, the prince noticed her immediately.
"You, raise your head."
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