"It got wet when I was carrying the barrel."
Jiang Li said truthfully.
Eunuch Mao, who had returned to his seat, looked at her in surprise. He thought that Eunuch Xiaolizi would take the opportunity to discredit that damn Eunuch Fu in front of His Majesty.
"Take him to change into clean clothes."
After Song Chengyin finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the memorial in his hand.
"yes."
Eunuch Mao took the initiative to lead Jiang Li out of the imperial study.
After Jiang Li left, Song Chengyin, who seemed to be reviewing memorials, could not read a single word.
All I could think about was Jiang Li's stubborn almond eyes.
When Song Chengyin saw her, it was as if he saw his former self.
Although he was born a prince, he was not well-received because his mother was of humble origin.
Song Chengyin's mother was originally a palace maid serving the late emperor, and was forcibly taken by the drunk late emperor.
Because of her humble status, she was hastily appointed as a concubine and arranged to stay in a remote palace, and no one cared about her anymore.
It was also because of that accident that Song Chengyin's mother became pregnant with him.
It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. Although the child was born to a palace maid, he was the flesh and blood of the late emperor after all. The late emperor went through the symbolic formalities and gave him a name.
Afterwards, she forgot about the mother and son, leaving them to depend on each other in the deep palace.
Although he never experienced the love from his father, Song Chengyin's mother gave him all the love.
Even so, Song Seung-in had an unfortunate childhood.
Because his mother was of humble origin, other concubines in the harem did not allow their children to play with him. The princes and princesses isolated him, bullied him, and called his mother a vixen who seduced the late emperor in front of him.
Every time Song Chengyin resisted, he was bullied even more severely. That is why Song Chengyin became obsessed with martial arts since he was a child.
As long as he becomes strong, no one can bully him and his mother anymore.
When he was twelve years old, the group of princes and princesses came to his mother's palace to make trouble for him again, pointing at his mother and calling her a vixen. How could Song Chengyin tolerate their bullying? He rushed forward and wrestled with them.
At that time, Song Chengyin had already achieved some success and learned martial arts. How could these delicate princes and princesses be his match?
They were quickly knocked down by Song Chengyin. During the struggle, the concubine's son was pinned down by the crowd and broke his arm.
Although she was treated and found to be fine, the imperial concubine could not get over it and blamed it all on Song Seung-in.
First, he brought people to the mother and son to make a scene, but still not satisfied, he made a big scene in front of the late emperor.
As a punishment, Song Chengyin was exiled to the bitter and cold border by the order of the previous emperor.
It was originally thought that Song Chengyin could not bear the hardships at the border and would have been tortured to death long ago, but not only did he not die, he also recovered the lost territory, won the battle, and finally returned to the court with the team.
He thought everything was just as in his dream, and his mother had prepared dinner for him when he came back.
But after returning to the palace, he was told that his mother had died long ago, tortured to death.
Song Chengyin was furious and slaughtered the palace with blood, killing all those who had bullied his mother!
Among them were the late emperor, his brothers and sisters, and the concubines in the harem. No one who had bullied his mother would survive under his sword.
Kill the king and the father, and harm the brothers and sisters.
It was also that incident that made Song Chengyin famous and became a crazy tyrant that everyone feared!
After Song Chengyin came to power, he posthumously conferred the title of Queen Dowager Zhuang on his mother.
Although her status had risen from a low level, she was promised to be posthumously named the Queen Mother, but what could she do about it?
The dead cannot be resurrected, and my mother will never come back.
Song Seung-in turned the ring on his hand.
Just when Song Chengyin was distracted, Jiang Li came back after changing clothes with Eunuch Mao.
The two of them did not say anything to disturb him and went straight back to their respective seats.
Eunuch Mao stood on one side of the imperial study, while Jiang Li came to the jade table carrying a wide robe.
She walked to the jade table with her robe in hand and knelt down. Just as she was about to grind ink, she found that Song Chengyin's wide sleeves were hanging on the ink box.
Jiang Li reached out to straighten Song Chengyin's sleeves and accidentally grabbed his big hand hidden under his sleeves.
Song Chengyin's thoughts were pulled back and his eyes glanced at the jade hand that was holding him.
Jiang Li quickly pulled her hand back and explained, "Your Majesty's sleeve fell on the ink cartridge."
Song Chengyin calmly put away his robe and did not blame Jiang Li for her recklessness.
Jiang Li took the ink box and started grinding the ink. Song Chengyin's eyes unconsciously fell on her.
The clothes of everyone in the palace were cut according to their sizes. Jiang Li had just been promoted to the first-class eunuch, and before she had time to report her height measurements to the Shangyi Bureau, Eunuch Mao had to find one of his own palace clothes for her to change into.
Jiang Li is 168cm tall, which is considered taller than other women, but she looks very bulky when she puts on Eunuch Mao's clothes.
It was baggy and looked like someone had secretly worn adult clothes, and it didn't fit at all.
Song Chengyin looked at Jiang Li for a few times. The more he looked, the more interesting he found this little eunuch. How come he looked like a girl?
Song Chengyin's eyes were fixed on her, and it was hard for Jiang Li not to notice.
She raised her head quietly and met the man's interested eyes.
"Your Majesty, is there something dirty on my face?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand and rubbed her face, but she forgot that the hand had just touched the ink cartridge. She rubbed all the ink on her fingers onto her face.
Looking at the ink stains on her face, Song Chengyin chuckled.
Under Jiang Li's puzzled gaze, he said, "It's nothing. Eunuch Su is ill. You should stay by my side and serve me for the next few days."
"yes."
Jiang Li agreed obediently. She was best at serving tea and pouring water.
I did this a lot when I was an 18th-tier celebrity.
However, Jiang Li regretted it at night.
As Song Chengyin's temporary personal eunuch, Jiang Li followed him to the hot spring pool in the inner room of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.
Looking at the palace maids scattering flower petals into the hot spring pool, Jiang Li swallowed.
No , no ...
"What are you standing there for?"
Seeing Jiang Li standing there stupidly, Song Chengyin, who had already opened his arms and was waiting for her to change clothes, turned around.
"Come, come."
Jiang Li stepped forward, put her arms around his sturdy waist and untied the leather belt for him.
After arriving at the palace, Jiang Li had been doing cleaning work and had never helped the emperor change his clothes.
She wrapped her arms around Song Chengyin's waist, grabbed the leather and fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't untie it. The people around her were worried about her and sweated for her! Jiang Li herself also said that it was a bit difficult, so she increased the strength of her hands in a hurry.
Fortunately, she finally pulled the belt off. She put the belt on the tray in the hands of the person next to her and quietly looked up to observe Song Chengyin's expression.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, she heaved a sigh of relief and continued to undress him.
First the dark imperial robe, then the inner garment, and finally the pants, trousers…
(End of this chapter)