After taking care of the servants around Zhao Xiaoxiong, Lin Zhiya turned off the system and took a contented flower petal bath, her body filled with the scent of flowers.
Lin Zhiya is painting her nails, using a special material mixed with Impatiens balsamina juice, which makes her fingers look white and slender.
Just after applying paint on two fingers, Hemei came to say that Zhao Chen asked her to come over.
Lin Zhiya looked at her nails that had not yet dried and felt worried, but she finally overcame the difficulties and came to Zhao Chen's bedroom.
Lin Zhiya spread out her hands excitedly: "Your Majesty, look at my nails."
The remaining half of the words remained in my heart: [Does it look good? ]
Zhao Chen heard it, put down the book, took Lin Zhiya's hand and pretended to stare at her for a long time, then nodded: "Not bad, it's really beautiful, let me take a closer look."
Lin Zhiya was very happy. She asked Hemei to bring the remaining Impatiens juice and insisted on showing Zhao Chen how to apply it.
Zhao Chen forced himself to cheer up, and after reading it, he continued to praise Lin Zhiya, making her feel flattered.
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Lin Zhiya took the remaining Impatiens flower juice and smeared it on Zhao Chen's hands. Zhao Chen frowned and was about to pull it away, but Lin Zhiya coquettishly rubbed against his arms.
...Forget it, let her be.
Zhao Chen drove away all the servants in the bedroom, leaving Lin Zhiya to do whatever she wanted.
After a long time, Lin Zhiya had her fun and wanted to leave. All the ideas in her mind floated into Zhao Chen's ears one by one.
Zhao Chen held her down lazily: "I didn't ask you to come here to paint your nails."
Zhao Chen then asked, "Have you had enough fun? How do I get rid of this thing?"
Lin Zhiya stammered and praised the Impatiens juice in a roundabout way.
Finally unable to bear Zhao Chen's pressure, Lin Zhiya laughed out loud: "Your Majesty, once it dries, it can't be washed off. You have to wait until the nails grow longer."
Zhao Chen's face darkened instantly, "You evil bastard."
Seeing that he was not really angry, Lin Zhiya relaxed and stayed close to Zhao Chen. She had not noticed before that Zhao Chen had become more tolerant of her since some time.
[Your Majesty, I love you so much. You are such a kind person. ]
Zhao Chen's expression eased a little, but he was still persistent in picking the red on his nails, making them colorful. "...It's good that you know."
Zhao Chen has been indulgent enough to Lin Zhiya. If it were someone else, he would have kicked her out and put her in solitary confinement long ago. After all, this is Concubine Wan.
Lin Zhiya's skin was as delicate as a baby's. A strand of her black hair was tentatively draped over Zhao Chen's collar, tickling his sleeves.
Finally, Lin Zhiya finally had some conscience. She thought Zhao Chen's colorful nails were too ugly, so she sincerely suggested, "I have a pair of hand guards that I haven't used yet. You can wear them. Cover them for a few days and wash them with medicine. Maybe they will fall off."
She thought: [It's the one that Ma Cainv gave me. It's just right for the emperor to use. I won't use it if I leave it there. It will hurt Ma Cainv's heart if I throw it away.]
Zhao Chen heard his heart breaking and his expression became depressed.
Is he just a waste in Wanpin's heart? It was made by Ma Cainu... not Lin Zhiya. Isn't it popular for women to make needlework and give it to their husbands' lovers?
Why is it that when it comes to Lin Zhiya, she doesn't understand at all?
Zhao Chen thought that he was both the husband and the sweetheart, so he immediately wanted to seduce Lin Zhiya to be his wife.
At this time, Lin Zhiya said in her heart: "I want to make one for the little bear, but what kind of pattern should I make? A lotus carp."
Zhao Chen swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue and comforted himself that embroidering for Zhao Xiaoxiong was no different from embroidering for himself.
Lai Xi was surprised to find that the emperor started wearing hand guards.
He carefully offered a cup of tea, and his eyes uncontrollably fell on Zhao Chen's hand guard.
The emperor has started to take care of his health? But it's still autumn, he won't get prickly heat from covering himself up, will he?
Lai Xi was puzzled and his face wrinkled. He adjusted Zhao Chen's boots. The imperial physician placed a thin bamboo board on Zhao Chen's legs so that he could get out of bed and walk around for a while.
Lai Xi realized that he had been looking at the guard for too long, so he tried to cover it up by saying, "Your Majesty, will the autumn hunt continue this year? The great bow you made has spread among the generals, and they are all waiting for Your Majesty to draw the bow on that day."
Zhao Chen was willing but unable to do so. Regret appeared in his cold eyes. He coughed twice and said, "How can I draw a long bow when my leg is injured? Let everyone try. Whoever draws the bow well will be rewarded with an ancient book."
Lai Xi also said yes, and he said how could the emperor possibly draw a long bow. All these thoughts reached Zhao Chen's ears.
Zhao Chen glanced at him and said calmly, "The autumn hunt will be arranged as usual. I suddenly remembered that I haven't counted the inventory in the warehouse for a while. Please go and count it again."
Lai Xi complained bitterly and thought as he left that the emperor had been in a bad mood recently and had been wearing hand guards abnormally. He had to tell the imperial physician as soon as possible so that he could get treatment.
As soon as Lai Xi left, Zhao Chen opened the ancient book "The Battle of Jianghu" and read it by candlelight.
During dinner, the culprit Lin Zhiya was caught again and fed Zhao Chen, who didn't want to use chopsticks.
There were five or six palace maids standing in the hall with their hands hanging down. Under such circumstances, Zhao Chen's unwillingness to take off the hand guards became very suspicious, so Lin Zhiya drove everyone out.
Lest they see Zhao Chen's colorful red nails, Lin Zhiya would be tortured by the humiliated Zhao Chen.
Lin Zhiya was very regretful, she was simply shooting herself in the foot.
Outside the door, Lai Xi and the palace maids who had been driven out stood in a row and whispered, "What's going on in there? Can't Concubine Wan wait for her meal?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, and after a while, they asked tentatively: "Eunuch Lai Xi, will the emperor order water later? Do you want us to prepare it first?"
Lai Xi was not sure. Logically speaking, the emperor would not be so absurd, but with this attitude, what else could he be doing if not that?
Lai Xi said, "Go quietly and don't alarm anyone, lest it get out and cause trouble."
The only sound in the bedroom was the clatter of dishes and chopsticks. Lin Zhiya and Zhao Chen had finished eating and were about to call someone in when suddenly a dark shadow jumped out from the tree outside the window.
Lin Zhiya couldn't help but stare at the window, feeling a little nervous.
Zhao Chen didn't care. He was much braver than Lin Zhiya. "It must be a bird on the tree." He thought it was ridiculous. "How can you be afraid of this?"
Lin Zhiya was as if facing a formidable enemy: "I will ask someone to chase the bird away."
Lin Zhiya had just taken a few steps when a wild black cat jumped out from the window and happened to pounce on Lin Zhiya.
The cat's claws happened to catch the thread of her clothes. Both the person and the cat were scared to death. The cat struggled desperately, and Lin Zhiya turned her head and bumped into Zhao Chen.
"Your Majesty, help me." Lin Zhiya turned pale.
Zhao Chen was surprised. He reached out to catch Lin Zhiya, pulled the wild cat down and threw it against the wall. The cat quickly got up and jumped out of the window again.
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