Upon hearing this, Zhu Xianyue knelt even lower and said, "Being the Emperor's maid is a blessing I have cultivated for eight hundred lifetimes. I will serve the Emperor well and use this humble life to share his worries."
Zhao Beichen: "..." Oh... So you thought I wanted you to be my maid...
Okay, let’s leave it at that for now.
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After returning to the court, there was a new imperial maid named Zhu Xianyue in the palace.
The emperor having many maids around him is nothing.
What’s important is that this palace maid not only has a daughter with her, but also receives special care from Zhao Beichen.
In other words, although Zhu Xianyue was a palace maid in name, she did not have to do any work related to a palace maid. Instead, she came here to enjoy a life of luxury.
She pretended to feel sorry and made some tea for Zhao Beichen.
On the way, he met Dai Yu, the palace maid who was brought from Empress Dowager Liu by Zhao Beichen.
Dai Yu couldn't help shuddering when he saw the tea.
Finally, he advised Zhu Xianyue, "If you have any intention of seducing the emperor, I advise you to give up. Your Majesty... forget it, I have said all I want to say. It is up to you whether you listen or not."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to have remembered something very terrible and left in a hurry.
His pace was so fast as if he was running for his life.
Zhu Xianyue did not comment and went to meet Zhao Beichen with tea.
"...You're here." Zhao Beichen spoke in a familiar tone when he saw her.
Zhu Xianyue politely said, "I am here to serve tea to His Majesty. If His Majesty doesn't like it, I will make it again."
She learned the rules very well.
When answering Zhao Beichen's words, no one looked up to face the emperor.
But at this moment, Zhao Beichen, who always attached great importance to rules, was a little unhappy.
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He came over, took her tea and drank it all in one gulp.
Drinking is about drinking big gulps to satisfy your appetite;
You have to savor tea slowly and carefully to appreciate its flavor.
Zhao Beichen's interest was not in tea, his gaze fell on Zhu Xianyue's head.
"This tea is not good."
"Then I will go and make it for His Majesty again."
As soon as Zhu Xianyue stood up, she fell into a warm embrace.
She struggled, but it only brought them closer.
"Your Majesty...what are you doing...are you trying to take this slave girl here?"
"Or does the Emperor not like tea and prefers to drink my tea..."
Hearing this, Zhao Beichen felt a surge of heat rushing to his lower abdomen.
He couldn't wait to kiss her, hooking his lips around hers and falling for her.
I admit it, I just want to drink.
It depends on whether you give it or not.
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The above are all Zhao Beichen’s fantasies.
He didn't know that he would have such romantic thoughts when facing a wet nurse.
It's really... a bit ridiculous.
Zhu Xianyue had been kneeling for a while.
Zhao Beichen sipped his tea quickly.
It has to be said that the tea brewed by Zhu Xianyue is top-notch in the entire Mi Dynasty Palace.
Whether it was the taste, the water temperature, or the cup, everything was just what I wanted.
But Zhao Beichen just couldn't appreciate it.
Too much will lead to loss.
He didn't like the estrangement between the two of them.
but……
Do you want him to say that?
He hesitated again.
His childhood experiences were still fresh in his mind, and he had no interest in women's bodies.
If this continues, it will only ruin Zhu Xianyue.
Never mind, let’s leave it at that.
The distance between the two of them was just right at this moment.
"The tea is good. However, I think you are more suitable to stay in the imperial kitchen."
Being a little cook, you will feel carefree and comfortable.
If she wants to leave the palace and get married in the future... forget it, forget it, I can't think about it. The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.
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