She pouted and let Kangxi tear the painting to shreds, finally throwing it into the charcoal brazier to burn.
"Jiaojiao, I'll have Li Dequan prepare some water. Let's get some rest."
He walked up to Harigana, picked him up horizontally, and carried him straight back to the inner hall.
Perhaps because they were in an unfamiliar environment, both Kangxi and Harigana were unusually excited.
Li Dequan had already taken Dulan far away, but he didn't forget to have someone prepare water.
I don't know when I'll need it, but I'll definitely use it eventually.
"Eunuch Li, don't we have some time to have a proper talk?"
Following Li Dequan to the corner to warm themselves by the charcoal fire, she thought about what had happened during the day and looked at him with a half-smile. She took out an oiled paper cloth from the small bag she carried: "Look, I saved several for you!"
I knew this little girl would hold a grudge, but I didn't expect her to actually keep it.
"Dulan, look at me, I'm so old, can I still eat this?"
My teeth aren't good anymore; I can't eat anything hard in one bite.
Li Dequan fiddled with the tongs for a bit, pretending he knew nothing.
Judging from the Empress's expression in the private room this morning, he knew this candied hawthorn was very sour, and he wouldn't want to make himself suffer.
Dulan raised an eyebrow, knowing he would do this, and quickly repackaged the items and put them back in her backpack.
“Alright, since Eunuch Li has bad teeth, he really can’t eat this.”
Li Dequan felt that something was not right; logically, she shouldn't have let him off so easily.
I glanced to the side but didn't find anything unusual.
"What's wrong, Eunuch Li? Is there something dirty on my face?"
As he spoke, he touched his face, his eyes full of confusion.
Now, Li Dequan was even more certain that she had a backup plan.
Over the years, he has come to know Dulan quite well.
Her reaction was very unusual.
"Little Dulan, I think I could try taking a bite."
Li Dequan felt that compared to the unknown retaliation, it was better to take a bite of that sour stuff.
At worst, I'll just spit it out after putting it in my mouth.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Dulan waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No, no, you're too old, you can't hurt your teeth."
As he spoke, he reached into his backpack and began rummaging through it.
Li Dequan wanted to try again, but before he could speak, he saw her take out two pieces of beef jerky: "Don't worry, Eunuch Li, I will never give you this kind of food again."
You know, I'm so careless. How could I forget that Eunuch Li is old and has bad teeth?
My mistake, my mistake, I will definitely be more careful in the future.
Li Dequan knew this brat wouldn't suffer any loss; she was trying to cut off his escape route.
"No, it wasn't me,"
"No, no, no, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'll definitely be more careful in the future."
Dulan interrupted Li Dequan, her hands tearing beef jerky without pausing, and her tone left no room for refusal.
He usually didn't think much of it, but today the beef jerky in front of him smelled really good.
He regretted it; he shouldn't have tried to be clever.
That little girl is incredibly clever. If I don't appease her, she'll turn his meals into nothing more than plain porridge and side dishes in the future.
The emperor's personal eunuch, a man of great stature, had to stoop so low for food.
It's frustrating to think about, but I have no choice but to do it.
There were four people inside and outside the bedchamber: one couple was surfing in a boat, and the other two were engaged in a heated debate.
Overall, it all looks quite harmonious.
The next day, when Harigana woke up, only Dulan was by his side.
"Your Majesty."
She knelt down by the bedside and said, "Would you like some water? I'll pour you a cup."
Harigana nodded, trying to sit up, but her back was so sore and weak.
[That jerk, he's forty years old, how come he still has so much stamina?]
Although she felt quite well yesterday, why is it that she is always the one who is uncomfortable and needs to rest, while Kangxi is always refreshed?
"Your Majesty, let me help you up first. After you finish drinking the water, lie down for a while, and I'll give you a massage."
"While you get up to wash up, your breakfast is still warm in the pot."
Dulan was already used to these things and no longer blushed as she had at the beginning.
Moreover, because Emperor Kangxi always bullied Harigana, her massage skills have become quite impressive.
"Dulan is still the best."
He drank a glass of water from Dulan's hand, then, enduring the soreness, rolled over onto his stomach on the bed, resting his chin on his hands and enjoying the massage.
"Princess, His Majesty said before he left that he might be back a little late, and that you should rest well and not rush back to the palace."
"Okay, I understand."
Harigana probably understood his intentions; he likely wanted to keep the person behind the scenes hanging.
He possesses martial arts skills and can move freely, but it would be inconvenient to bring her along, and if someone is watching him, he might be exposed once he returns.
After pressing for about fifteen minutes, Harigana told Dulan to stop because he was worried she would get tired.
After washing up and having a meal, I started looking at my sketchbook.
He ate lunch alone, and Kangxi did not return until it was dark.
"Xuan Ye, you're back?"
She put down her sketchbook, leaned lazily against the low couch, and looked at the man warming himself by the fire: "Are you tired? Have you eaten yet?"
Although the words were simple, judging from Kangxi's rather unpleasant expression, it was unclear whether the matter had been thoroughly investigated.
"I'm not tired, we'll talk about it when I get hungry."
His voice was also somewhat low, so it seemed that something had indeed happened.
Harigana sat up straight, wanting to roll over and get to his side, but before he could get down, Kangxi embraced him tightly.
"Xuan Ye, what's wrong?"
She gently patted him on the back: "Did something happen, or did you find out about that matter?"
Kangxi sat up straight, staring directly at her with a scrutinizing expression.
Harigana's heart skipped a beat.
"Jiaojiao, why haven't you changed at all?"
Kangxi's sudden question left her completely bewildered.
She looked at the man in front of her with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he asked that question.
"What's the meaning?"
Kangxi did not answer immediately. He reached out and pinched her chin, shook her head from side to side, then let go of her chin and picked her up like a child, making her stand on the low couch. He looked her over from head to toe.
Now, Harigana finally understood what he meant.
Is this because they think they're too young?
"Jiaojiao, the matter from yesterday has been investigated and clarified."
It was another nonsensical statement, but something about it felt off.
It's not that the words are wrong, but the tone is wrong.
What are you doing?
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