Qiao Yu was holding the soup, and seeing that the other party had not yet taken it, he called out to him tentatively:
"emperor?"
Yan Fu came back to his senses and took the soup. He tasted it and it was indeed delicious. But why didn't he remember that there was a chef with such skills in the imperial kitchen?
"My beloved concubine's soup is truly warm to my body and thoughtful to my heart. Is this soup made by the chef in my beloved concubine's small kitchen? It tastes delicious."
After she finished speaking, the girl's eyes sparkled like stars:
"Your Majesty, do you really think this soup is delicious? Are you not just trying to please me?"
Perhaps because she was too happy, the girl seemed to have forgotten the difference in status between them, and she was just like an ordinary couple in the folk, with the wife telling her husband something happy.
Yan Fu repeated it again in a rare good temper, and continued to keep Qiao Yu in suspense:
"Seriously, my beloved, can you tell me who cooked this soup?"
Qiao Yu imitated Yan Fu's previous gesture, leaning close to his ear and whispering:
"Don't tell the emperor."
After saying that, he chuckled, and successfully made Yan Fu's hopeful look change to a helpless one, and he chuckled like a cat that stole some fish.
Yan Fu was not annoyed at all, and let Qiao Yu lean on him.
Seeing the two of them being so affectionate, Aunt Sufang beside them also shared her joy:
"The one who cooked this soup for His Majesty was none other than the beautiful and skillful Empress in front of you. The soup that Empress served you at noon was also cooked by Her Majesty herself."
The girl looked like someone had punctured a tire, her face drooping as she accused Sufang in a childish tone:
"Aunt Sufang must be the emperor's person, why doesn't she help me?"
The light and soft words made Sufang feel that it was dangerous and her face changed.
But Sufang quickly calmed down.
Qiao Yu spoke too casually. Sufang didn't know what she knew. It was really just a joke.
"This servant deserves to die for her own actions and speaks so much. I hope Your Majesty will punish me."
The ancients said to kneel down, and the bang made Qiao Yu's knees hurt.
The girl curled her lips harmlessly, pretending not to feel the man holding her stiffen for a moment, and slipped away from Yan Fu's arms like a loach to help Su Fang:
"Aunt Sufang, please get up quickly. It was just a joke. I won't allow you to kneel down all the time."
The girl's sincere concern and tone of voice that all people are created equal made Yan Fu's gaze linger on Qiao Yu for a few more seconds.
There were many people who wanted to please him and pretended to be kind in front of him, but Yan Fu could always see through them at a glance.
But if the girl in front of him was just pretending to be kind, she wouldn't mind helping Sufang brush off the dust on her skirt knees.
Unfortunately, Yan Fu was wrong. There really were people in this world who could act without any flaws. The woman in front of him had won the Best Actress award after all.
I can't figure out what kind of character it is.
In fact, Sufang was also stunned. Servants have always been there to serve others, and no master has ever really treated them as human beings.
Qiao Yu's movements were natural and quick, not giving Su Fang a chance to refuse:
"Your Majesty, you can't do that."
Yan Fu glanced at Su Fang suggestively and asked her to take the bowl of soup away.
"Huapin has always been kind-hearted. You don't need to worry about Sufang's little thing. Please leave."
How come you know that I have always been kind?
Although Qiao Yu thought so in his heart, he would never be so stupid as to say it out loud. However, netizens definitely agreed that the emperor was a pig's trotter.
Sufang took the plate away and signaled the maid in the house to leave and wait outside so as not to disturb the couple's love.
After the room was empty, Yan Fu took Qiao Yu's hand and let her sit in his arms.
Such a bold action was something a young lady had never encountered before. Her face first turned pale, and then gradually turned red.
Yan Fu, however, particularly liked her shy look, and he kissed the girl's small, delicate earlobe in an ambiguous way, causing the girl to exclaim:
"emperor!"
"My beloved concubine, why are you so shy? However, I like you very much."
His voice came to my ears, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable charm.
Yan Fu, who constantly releases hormones, would have easily conquered any other young lady. It's no wonder that Hua Yunlan was easily conquered by his seduction.
Unfortunately, the person Yan Fu seduced was the battle-hardened Qiao Yu. Sometimes innocence is interesting, but being too innocent at this time is boring.
Qiao Yu hooked her hands around Yan Fu's neck. Her almond-shaped eyes were very charming but still filled with ignorance, like a person waiting to be explored a territory of supreme value.
"That's because I am pleased with the Emperor."
The tender words made Yan Fu's heart skip a beat. Qiao Yu's beauty was unquestionable, but damn, she was also extremely attractive.
No man can pass this level of beauty.
Yan Fu held the girl's face and kissed her. The red curtain fell, and he entered into a beautiful night in his dream.
Qiao Yu pushed away the man who had fainted and was lying on her shoulder with a hint of disgust, walked to the table, and took a handkerchief to wipe the place where she had been kissed.
Under the dim candlelight, Yan Fu opened his eyes with a frown, looked down and saw the person in his arms, and his frown unconsciously relaxed.
The concubines in the harem who serve the emperor in bed should normally lie down properly and would never sleep in each other's arms so intimately.
Yan Fu knew very well that his feelings for Qiao Yu were just a casual affair, so in order to fulfill his plan, he had to pretend to favor Qiao Yu.
This way the enemy would relax, but if that were the case, he would not have carefully removed the little hand that was clinging to his chest when he stood up.
Maybe Yan Fu himself didn't realize that he seemed to be too indulgent towards Qiao Yu.
"Xiao Yuanzi."
Yan Fu stood up and called Yu Yuanting who was guarding the door. Yu Yuanting was still dozing off due to sleepiness, but when he heard the voice, he immediately perked up.
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