Tu Qingyu took a step forward doubtfully, "Eunuch, it's me."
"Are you Tu Qingyu?" He San frowned and looked Tu Qingyu up and down.
He was puzzled as to why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would ask him to pick up such a person?
She just has a better figure, but her face is really unbearable. The ones in the palace with flatter heads and neater faces are all prettier than this one, right?
Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is used to eating delicacies from land and sea and wants to try something light... No, this can't be called light porridge or side dishes.
His mind raced in a thousand directions for a moment, but he gathered himself and raised his chin slightly, "Let's go with our family."
"Eunuch." Tu Qingyu showed some fear at the right moment, "Where are you going?"
"Of course it's a good place." He San thought, since it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who personally asked for the move, he must have some outstanding qualities, but he just didn't know it.
So he softened his attitude and said, "Don't be afraid, young lady. You are a second-class maid in the Eastern Palace. You have done a good job recently. We are here to help you find a new place to live."
"Really?" Tu Qingyu's eyes lit up, "Can I really change my residence?"
"Of course, if you have anything to pack, do it quickly, while the snow stops."
"Then wait a moment, sir. I'll go pack my things right away!"
After saying this, she bowed and quickly returned to her residence.
He casually packed two sets of clothes, packed some personal items in the closet, and followed He San, carrying two bags, one large and one small.
The remaining three people looked at each other.
"She, she wouldn't really climb into the Crown Prince's bed, would she?"
"Don't be afraid. Look at the other palace maids who climbed into the bed. They are still first-class, but now they still haven't gained any status."
"But, what if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treats her specially? Even a ninth-rank Fengyi is not someone we can afford to offend."
"Because of her appearance? Even if I were to go, I'd be better than her. Isn't it just that she's good at making tea that makes her second-rate?"
"Okay, don't think too much. The title of Eastern Palace isn't something you can get just by climbing into bed."
"Too."
Tu Qingyu followed He San through the entire lower house and stopped in front of a courtyard.
"This is it. The first and second class of the East Palace live here. When you go in, there will naturally be a maid to take you to your residence."
"Thank you, father-in-law." Tu Qingyu bowed again.
The new residence is indeed better than the previous four-person dormitory. Although the space is not big, at least each person has a room.
Her arrival did not cause any stir. When the four senior palace maids, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, saw her appearance, they did not take her seriously.
Even the second-class palace maids who had moved in earlier just made a few sarcastic remarks and went back to their rooms.
"My young master, this is just a change of location."
"It's okay. We won't be here long, two months at most."
"oh oh."
Dabao didn't know how his young master was going to change his residence, but he absolutely believed in his young master.
After changing his residence, Tu Qingyu was transferred to the main hall to serve.
After a month and a half, the prince had some understanding of the character of this woman who, although not good-looking, met his liking in every way.
Simple and weak, but not cowardly.
She just doesn't care. As long as the bullying is not too severe, she would rather keep her mind out of it.
When you are too busy, look up at those clear eyes and you will feel less depressed.
"Qingyu, are you used to living in your new place?"
That day, after the prince finished reviewing the memorials, he had nothing to do, so he looked at the person who brought in the tea and asked a question.
Tu Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am living very well in my new residence, much better than before."
After putting the tea down, she spoke again with some embarrassment: "I know, it is because of His Royal Highness that I can live in a better house. Your Highness is so kind and generous, and I have no way to repay you."
"If you can't repay me with anything, how about giving yourself to me?" The prince raised his eyebrows and joked.
After spending more than a month together, the two of them could occasionally joke around.
But this time, Tu Qingyu's lips turned pale in an instant, "Your Highness..."
"Why?" The prince's face darkened. "You don't want to?"
It's one thing for him to refuse to hire her because of her appearance, but it's another thing for others to dislike her.
Tu Qingyu immediately knelt down and said, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I, your servant..."
"Forget it." The prince suddenly felt bored and waved his hand, "You can go down."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
She quickly stood up and walked out of the hall with quicker steps.
The prince felt depressed again. How many women in the world wanted to get into his bed, but why did he despise this woman who was not even pretty enough?
No matter how depressed you are, you have to deal with political affairs.
She's just a woman, just a few jokes for fun, don't think too much about it.
In early February, the ice and snow began to melt, and the prince took his men on a boat trip to see the broken ice on the river.
"Dabao, are you ready?"
"My young master, I'm ready!"
After sitting in the cabin and watching several dances and music, the prince stood up, walked to the bow, and felt the cold February wind blowing across his cheeks.
Thinking about how his father had tested him repeatedly in the court, indicating that he had no children, he hoped that he would voluntarily give up the position of crown prince and not make the situation awkward.
How come everyone can have children? Even his youngest brother has a son and a daughter, but he can’t?
The master of Huangjue Temple said that he would have children after he turned 35.
But does he really have to wait until he is thirty-five?
Can my father’s health allow him to wait until he is thirty-five?
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