The girl seemed to have been caught in the act, and her smile froze for a moment, but then she suddenly remembered something and tried to snatch the purse back domineeringly:
"If the emperor dislikes Lan'er's embroidery, just say so directly. Why are you trying to turn the tables on me?"
"Who's the one who's blaming me, huh?"
The man's tone rose slightly at the end, and his magnetic and low voice deliberately approached the girl's ear, as if he was seducing her.
The girl's ears turned red all the way down to her neck. This beautiful sight reminded Yan Fu of how delicious the girl was, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.
He hadn't touched a woman for more than a month. It was as if a girl had drugged him. Yan Fu didn't even want to look at other women.
The girl refused to admit her mistake. The man was so close to her that she trembled subconsciously. Her small hands pushed against his chest, but with such little strength, it seemed more like she was trying to resist but also to give in.
"It's the Emperor's fault..."
Yan Fu didn't want to win over the girl verbally for this little mistake. The man's low and doting laughter rang in his ears:
"Okay, Lan'er said it, then it's my fault."
"Hiss—don't..."
The big hands had already undone the girl's belt. Yan Fu was extremely gentle tonight, and the mutual understanding between the two of them made the excitement of this London event reach its highest point.
When the love reached its peak, Yan Fu deliberately did nothing to force Qiao Yu to call his name, until the girl was almost driven crazy. The girl bit her lip and called out timidly:
"Yan Fu..."
"Good girl, I'll grant you that."
Finally, it was like a violent storm, trying to crush the girl to pieces. No matter how much Qiao Yu cried, it refused to let her rest until dawn.
404 looked at Qiao Yu curiously: Not to mention that the host could remain calm while receiving the dirty things about Yan Fu in his mind, what was the meaning of writing calligraphy by lighting a lamp?
Qiao Yu naturally understood what 404 was thinking, but she didn't explain. She pursed her lips and smiled softly before continuing to write.
But every word on the paper is neither Qiao Yu's nor Hua Yunlan's handwriting. Looking closely, why does it look more like Yan Fu's?
Qiao Yu could only practice calligraphy during this period. She didn't know how many spies were around her. If someone found out that she was imitating the emperor's handwriting, she would be punished by death.
And Qiao Yu is not just practicing for fun, it will certainly be useful in the future.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Qiao Yu asked 404 to destroy all the written papers.
Zhu'er was not on duty tonight. She was in the same room with Zhu'er. Looking at Zhu'er's sleeping figure, Qiao Yu's face flashed through her mind.
Zhu'er's face was filled with pain and confusion, and finally her eyes hardened, as if she had made up her mind:
Don't blame me, I will take care of your family...
The next day, the concubines were informed that they were exempt from paying their respects and were asked not to disturb Hua Fei's rest.
They had originally planned to humiliate Qiu Ziqiang and make fun of her when paying their respects, but they didn't expect her to escape first.
No matter how hard he tried to win the emperor's favor, in the end, Hua Yunlan just beckoned him, and the emperor ran away, right?
Although Qiao Yu didn't really do that yesterday, because Yan Fu hadn't stepped into Lan Zhao Palace for a long time, she had no time to practice calligraphy and wrote until very late, so she didn't get up early.
"Where's Zhu'er? Why is Yan'er here today?"
In ancient times, there was no such thing as hair being inherited from parents and not being cut. Just taking care of hair was very troublesome. Zhu'er was clever and Qiao Yu liked to have her serve him.
Even when she was not on duty, Zhu'er volunteered to follow Qiao Yu every day.
"Your Majesty, Sister Zhu'er felt unwell and had a fever this morning, so I asked Yan'er to take leave on her behalf."
Qiao Yu frowned. It wasn't that she, Zhou Baopi, was too harsh on her servants just because they were sick. It was just that Zhu'er had also been sick a while ago. She had combed her hair without telling Qiao Yu.
"Is it serious? Have you gone to the Imperial Hospital to see a doctor?"
In ancient times, palace maids were not as good as their masters. Even if they were sick, they had to endure it. If they were lucky enough to meet a master who was good at handling things and favored them, then the imperial physician who specialized in treating palace maids would come from the Imperial Hospital.
"Sister Zhu'er said that she would be fine after a rest and that she didn't want to cause trouble for the Empress."
"What are you talking about? Sufang, go ask Doctor Du to come earlier today and check Zhu'er's pulse."
"Yes."
The palace maids serving in Lan Zhao Palace had happy expressions on their faces and felt warm in their hearts. Being able to serve a master who treated servants as human beings was truly a blessing they had earned in three lifetimes.
How come Zhu'er is so well-behaved today and knows how to take care of herself? But after a while, Qiao Yu didn't take it to heart.
The Imperial Household Department was reorganized because Yan Fu ordered a thorough investigation. Even if Qiao Yu really fell out of favor, he was still the master. These dogs and slaves actually committed treason and withheld the master's monthly salary!
Not only did Yan Fu send a lot of precious treasures and silks to the Lanzhao Palace, but the empress dowager and the concubines who wanted to curry favor with her also sent a lot of gifts, which made it possible for the already crowded Lanzhao Palace to free up some space.
"Our Lord is the Emperor's most beloved treasure. Let's see who dares to disrespect us from now on!"
Yan'er looked at the room full of treasures and couldn't help but feel happy and thought:
Your Majesty doesn't know that in the half month before the Emperor came yesterday, every time she went to the Imperial Household Department to get her monthly salary or daily necessities, those slaves were so arrogant. Now they have been dismissed!
"Yan'er, be careful with your words and actions. Have you forgotten the Queen's teachings?"
Sufang said coldly that it was okay for Zhu'er, after all, she was a maid brought from the palace by the Empress, and what she said would not be as outrageous as Yan'er's.
Even if Zhu'er really said something that gave people a chance to talk, she thought Zhu'er would immediately risk her life to help Qiao Yu and would definitely not endanger the Empress.
Yan'er is different. She may be simple-minded, but if something happens and she says something she shouldn't, she is definitely not as calm and decisive as Zhu'er.
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