Chapter 29
Sister Hou looked in a good mood when she got on the elevator. She was mumbling something in tune, as if she was humming a song.
Even though Xixi didn't want to spoil her fun, she couldn't help but ask her, "You have to work overtime, why are you still so happy?"
"Don't you think Qiu An looks a lot like the emperor?" Sister Hou generously shared her latest discovery that made her happy.
"Your Majesty?" Sissi was confused.
"Yes, Qiu An is the emperor, Ran Long is the spoiled concubine, and I am the maid of that evil concubine! We were summoned in the middle of the night, so let's just be happy! Hehehe..."
As Xixi listened to Sister Hou's words, she felt something was wrong. She hesitated for a moment before speaking cautiously, "So... who am I?"
"You?" Sister Hou said with a smile, "Of course it's Su Peisheng, who else could you be?"
Sigh. Xixi knew that Sister Hou was going to say that she was a eunuch, so she asked this question.
Xixi pondered what Sister Hou had said for a long while. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she asked again, "Qiu An is the emperor, and Ran Long is a concubine. Then who is the empress?"
"Hmm... Let me think about it."
Sissi smiled and said, "I thought you had already decided who would be the queen, but it turns out you simply haven't given Ranlong the title of queen. Why? Do you think she's not qualified?"
"That's right! Look at her, how can she be a queen? She's so petty and only cares about the servants around her. If she were born in ancient times, she would have been killed within two days of entering the palace!"
Sissi laughed again and asked, "What if the Emperor happens to like it?"
"That won't do!"
"Why not?"
"Then I'll die even faster! If the Emperor likes her, he'll drag someone else to be buried with her! I'm still so young, I don't want to die with her!"
Xixi listened to Sister Hou's drunken talk and laughed so hard that she held her belly. She reminded Sister Hou, "When we get to their room later, you must tell others what you said here, so that Ranlong won't make things difficult for you again."
"I'm not afraid of her! She's just a paper tiger!"
They laughed and joked all the way to the presidential suite, and the originally quiet room suddenly became much more lively.
"Sister Qiu An, what do you want to talk to me about?" asked Xixi.
Qiu An had already changed into clean clothes. She held up the dirty dress and said, "This dress has some stains on it. Please deal with it briefly and contact the brand to have them take it back and deal with it."
"knew."
Sissi took the dress that Qiu An handed her. The dirt on it had been cleaned, but the unpleasant smell still made Sissi realize that it was vomit, most likely from Ran Long. She tried to suppress the nausea, but couldn't help it, and turned around and retched quietly.
"What about me? What should I do?" Sister Hou did not recognize her master, but followed Xixi to ask Qiu An.
"Go to the bathroom and keep an eye on Ranlong while she takes a bath. Don't let her fall."
As soon as Qiu An finished speaking, Xixi was stunned. Normally, even a glance at Ran Long's coquettish live broadcast would result in a glare, but now she was asking Sister Hou to watch her live broadcast of bathing?
Xixi had every reason to believe that once Sister Hou completed this outrageous task, she would be assassinated.
Xixi regretted not telling Sister Hou the truth about Qiu An liking Ran Long. Otherwise, Sister Hou would have known what to do without her hinting.
It's a pity that Sister Hou was trapped in the fantasy of being a palace maid or concubine and couldn't extricate herself. She thought that having a personal maid help the empress take a bath was the most normal thing, so she happily agreed.
Xixi was thinking about how to tactfully remind Sister Hou: ...Can I struggle a little longer?
Ranlong took a bath towel and bathrobe and walked into the bathroom. When she saw Xixi sitting on a stool with her hands on her face, looking at her with an innocent expression, she suddenly realized what she had promised Qiu An.
But when she saw Qiu An's unquestionable expression, she knew that the matter could not be discussed any further.
Ranlong had no choice but to close the door, but Qiu An reached out a hand to stop him. Seeing that Qiu An's hand was almost pinched, Ranlong quickly pulled the door back.
"The door cannot be closed." Qiu An said seriously.
"Why?"
"Open a little gap, and Sister Hou will watch you while I watch Sister Hou. This way I can make sure she doesn't fall asleep while watching."
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Ranlong was speechless for a moment: "Isn't it just taking a bath? Why make such a big fuss? I'm not a three-year-old child who can't take care of himself!"
What Ranlong said was also what Xixi was thinking.
Xixi cleaned the dress, called the brand, and now was waiting for someone to pick it up. There was really nothing else to do, so she leaned on the balcony with her arms folded and watched this farce coldly.
Ranlong's question was in vain, as the only answer she got was "as for."
As she stood behind the glass door and undressed, she felt something was very awkward. Then she saw Sister Hou staring at her body with her big eyes, not leaving her body for a moment...
Who can wash without distraction?
"No, no! Sister Hou, turn your back and face Qiu An."
"Then how do I see you?"
"Just listen! If I fell, with such a loud thud, wouldn't you notice it?!"
Sister Hou thought seriously for a while and said, "Okay."
God, she actually thought about it seriously.
Qiu An hesitated for a moment, then nodded and gave in.
In this way, Ranlong started taking a bath while Sister Hou was looking at Qiu An, Qiu An was looking at Sister Hou, and Xixi was watching the two of them from a distance.
Xixi was dazed as she watched the scene unfold. She wondered if something was wrong with her brain, or with Qiu An's? What was the point of Sister Hou being stuck in the middle? She couldn't see, and she couldn't hear any more than Qiu An did.
After this farce was over, she would definitely tell Sister Hou everything about Qiu An's secret crush on Ran Long. She would also teach her a few tricks so that if she accidentally got caught up in such a storm, she could at least get a few more red envelopes from Ran Long.
This was the most humiliating bath Ranlong had ever taken.
She was naked under the shower, the door was not locked or even closed, and there were three people inside and outside, just concentrating on listening to the sound of her shower.
Even though no one could really see her, she felt extremely embarrassed when applying shower gel and shampoo, not to mention her private parts, which she simply wiped and rinsed off.
This feeling of shame was exacerbated when the doorbell rang.
It's only been a few minutes, how come the people from the dress brand have already arrived? Something might happen tonight just by guarding the dress, right?
Ranlong didn't dare to say a word, hoping that Qiu An would be merciful enough to close the door, even though the bathroom was not close to the door and was hidden by the wall, so no one would see it anyway.
But she really begged Qiu An. After all, she was a female artist. Isn’t living a decent life the most basic thing?
There was a sound of a door closing nearby. It was the sound of the bathroom door closing. Ranlong breathed a sigh of relief.
Before she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, she washed off the shampoo that had flowed into her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qiu An appear in the bathroom!
Ranlong was so scared that her hands and feet went numb. Fortunately, the shower head was fixed on the ceiling and was not held by her, otherwise she would have to pay for another thing.
Even though Qiu An's back was facing her, Ran Long unconsciously covered her private parts with her hands. She stood there motionless, afraid to make any noise and attract Qiu An's attention.
Fortunately, Qiu An never showed any intention of turning to Ran Long.
After the hotel staff took the skirt away, Qiu An left the bathroom. It seemed she simply didn't want to be seen.
Only then did Ranlong let out the last bit of his breath.
The hot water made Ranlong more and more sober. She suddenly realized that Qiu An was actually more drunk than her, but he was just hiding it more deeply.
Feeling deeply deceived by Qiu An's intentions, Ranlong turned off the shower and walked out of the glass door. Seeing Sister Hou subconsciously turning her head when she heard the sound, she hurriedly warned her, "Don't turn around! I'm getting dressed!"
"Oh, okay." Sister Hou agreed.
Ranlong still felt uncomfortable being naked and exposed to the air. There were so many people in the room, and any accident would ruin her reputation. She quickly grabbed the bath towel and wrapped it around herself.
When your sixth sense strikes you hard, you still have to believe what you should believe.
The accident really happened.
"It's Director Yuan!" Sister Hou suddenly shouted, "Queen, it's Director Yuan!"
The door was pushed open by Qiu An with a bang, and Sister Hou, who was sitting behind the door, was almost scratched and lost half a bucket of blood.
Fortunately, Ranlong had wrapped the bath towel tightly, otherwise she would have scraped off the half tube of blood that had luckily escaped from Sister Hou with her own hands.
In the bathroom, the three people looked at each other.
It was Xixi who staggered over, stifling a laugh, and asked Sister Hou, "Xiao Hou, did you just say Director Yuan was the queen?"
"Yes, yes!" Sister Hou regained her excitement when she saw a more familiar face appear in front of her.
While Qiu An and Ran Long were still not able to react, Xixi waved her hand and pulled Sister Hou out from between them.
"Why Director Yuan?"
Xixi put her arm around Sister Hou's shoulders and led her out. Ranlong and Qiu An were confused by what she said, but couldn't resist their curiosity and followed her out.
"Because Director Yuan always comes out to mediate when the silly concubine is about to make trouble and the good emperor wants to favor her, maintaining peace in the palace. He looks good-tempered at other times, but he can be fierce when he's in charge."
Sister Hou explained, glanced at the two people beside her, and whispered something close to Xixi's ear: "Online fans of Director Yuan and Qiu An's couple say that the one who's not loved is the mistress, and Ranlong is the mistress."
Xixi thought about all the sufferings in her life, but still couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you talking about!" Ranlong understood, but she would rather not have understood. "Tell me clearly, who is the silly concubine and who is the good emperor?"
Although Sister Hou was unconscious, her subconscious made her put up some futile resistance: "Hey, I won't tell you, otherwise you will scold me again."
Ranlong was speechless. She wanted to lose her temper, but seeing Sister Hou so drunk, it was useless.
"I am the emperor, Xiaoran is the concubine, and Director Yuan is the queen?" Qiu An abruptly concluded.
Xixi nodded on behalf of Sister Hou.
"Sister Hou is a maid, then who are you?"
Xixi grumbled inwardly, thinking Qiu An was quite good at grasping the key points. She saluted him with exaggerated gestures and said, "Your Majesty, this servant is Su Peisheng."
Sister Hou was so amused by Xixi that she fell backwards. Ranlong, who was just angry, calmed down and laughed out loud.
Qiu An didn't smile. She imitated the emperor and said to Xixi, "Well, take your partner and leave."
"I got it."
As Xixi hugged Sister Hou and left the room, she felt more and more that something was wrong.
What did Qiu An just say? "Eating together"?
Is this workplace bullying? Is this workplace sexual harassment?
Haha, you deserve it for pursuing the concubine for so long, but you are still trying to please her.
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