Chapter 12 Pampering "Your Majesty, I am so tired."
Yan Shu was indeed still feeling scared.
It is true that whatever you think about during the day, you dream about at night.
She was so afraid that Yan Qingwan's stay would prevent her from changing the tragic death in her previous life, so she had such a terrible dream.
When Xiao Yu heard the girl's coquettish words, his eyes became more gloomy. He put his arm around her shoulders and held her in his arms.
Yan Shu suddenly felt the top of her head feel slightly heavy, as if something was gently pressing on it, accompanied by a light breathing sound.
She raised her head, trying to see the man's expression in the dim night, but he took the opportunity to pinch her chin, taking away her breath bit by bit.
The night outside the window gradually faded, and Yan Shu could only rise and fall in the spring tide. When her thoughts were fragmented, she seemed to hear Xiao Yu biting her earlobe and whispering.
"No one dares to touch you while I'm here."
Because before that.
He will get rid of all those who covet her and want to hurt her.
But at this moment, Yan Shu was already immersed in the tide of love, so she did not hear Xiao Yu's words that were almost whispered.
The next day, as the sky was about to brighten, the sounds of palace maids getting up could be heard outside the palace.
The spring tide in the tent gradually subsided, and Xiao Yu pulled the already drowsy girl closer to his arms. Yan Shu's eyelashes trembled slightly, thinking he was going to come again, and she couldn't help but push him away, with a hint of tears in her voice.
"Your Majesty, I am so tired."
The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, and she really had no strength left.
Xiao Yu's eyelids slightly closed when he heard this, and a hint of moisture appeared on the tip of his ear. In the end, he only said, "Rest."
Seeing that he still had a bit of humanity in him, Yan Shu fell asleep in his arms.
When he woke up again, it was already past noon, and Xiao Yu had disappeared from his side.
Yan Shu sat in the tent and looked at the mottled marks on the skin, calling him a "beast" in her heart.
In her previous life, Xiao Yu favored her for two years. Although it was all just a show to get back at her, Yan Shu was now certain that even if Xiao Yu didn't have any true feelings for her, he must have loved her body immensely. Otherwise, why would he always go to such lengths, even to the point of... Yan Shu's face flushed, and she was too embarrassed to think about it again.
Qingtao thoughtfully prepared hot water with flower essential oils. Yan Shu was soaking in the bathtub at this moment, and she felt that all the soreness in her body was washed away.
Qingtao was chattering while helping Yan Shu take a bath, talking about the good news she heard today.
"Princess, you got up late today. I don't even know what good things happened this morning."
The warm water moistened the girl's snow-white skin. Yan Shu touched the petals floating on the water, a little absent-minded, and only asked lazily:
"What good news makes you so happy?"
Qing Tao immediately smiled and said, "Princess, it was Wan Ji who was transferred to the Secretariat by order of the King to be the Chief Secretary."
Yan Shu was stunned when she heard this, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.
The Sishuyuan is located in a remote area. The eunuchs and palace maids there are mainly responsible for organizing the unimportant old books and records in the harem. Being a clerk there can be considered a leisurely job.
What surprised Yan Shu was that Xiao Yu did not tacitly agree to keep Yan Qingwan as a concubine, but transferred her away to be a palace maid.
"When did the king issue the order? Why is it so sudden?" Yan Shu raised her eyes and asked.
Qingtao pursed her lips, looking somewhat indignant, and immediately said that it was Wanji who was too much.
"Princess, do you know that Wan Ji was crying and shouting outside the palace early this morning, waking up the king?" Qing Tao rubbed Yan Shu's shoulders and continued, "The king asked who I was, and I answered truthfully that I was the princess's concubine Wan Ji. As a result, the king ordered her to be transferred after hearing this."
Yan Shu listened to Qingtao's words and lowered her eyes thoughtfully.
Yes, she had not yet told Yan Qingwan what Xiao Yu had agreed to at the banquet last night. She was afraid that she would really be sent back to Yan State, so she had to come here in a hurry to continue begging.
But now, Xiao Yu has transferred Yan Qingwan to a distant place, saving her from much worry.
But Yan Qingwan probably won't be willing to do so.
Yan Shu was also particularly suspicious of Xiao Yu's actions.
If he favored Yan Qingwan in his previous life and ordered her to be named a beauty, he should have kept her now.
"Has the king seen Wan Ji?" Yan Shu asked again.
Qing Tao shook her head: "When the king gave the order, he did not leave the palace, and did not see Wan Ji."
Yan Shu raised her eyebrows, and had an answer in her mind.
Xiao Yu hadn't seen Yan Qingwan before making this decision. If he had seen Yan Qingwan's fragile and pitiful appearance today, he probably wouldn't have been so decisive.
After all, in Yan Shu's current understanding, Xiao Yu doted on her in his previous life because he wanted to flatter her and take revenge. But when he doted on Yan Qingwan, he didn't have so much calculation and revenge, so it could only be because he truly loved her.
But now that Yan Qingwan is far away, it is also a good thing for Yan Shu.
Anyway, Queen Yan only said that the person should stay, and she never said that Yan Qingwan must stay with her, Yan Shu.
After figuring it out, Yan Shu felt much happier.
Since she had solved a problem, she had to seize the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. After all, she had taken the initiative to ask Xiao Yu to let Yan Qingwan stay, and now that she had been allowed to stay, she had to go to Xiao Yu and thank him properly, even if it was just for the sake of face.
So after finishing breakfast, Yan Shu asked the kitchen to stew a bowl of licorice and sour plum soup to clear away heat and relieve summer heat, and prepared to send it to Changming Palace.
The sun had been scorching these past few days, and Yan Shu often felt quite parched in the afternoons. Xiao Yu spent hours at his desk reviewing memorials, and the stacks of bamboo and wooden tablets must have been scorching from the heat, so it made sense for her to bring him soup.
After the sour plum soup was ready, Yan Shu asked the palace maid to go to the ice cellar to get some ice cubes and put them in the soup. After serving, Yan Shu drank a bowl of it first. It tasted sour, sweet and cold, and it really relieved the summer heat.
When Yan Shu arrived at Changming Palace in a sedan chair, the eunuch guarding outside the palace immediately went in to inform her. After getting permission, he respectfully walked up to Yan Shu.
"Lady Yan, let me hold this for you." The waiter came forward attentively with a flattering smile on his face.
Yan Shu was no longer surprised by this.
In her previous life, during the two years she was favored, the Xiao Palace was filled with people eager to curry her favor, and everyone who saw her was extremely respectful. However, Yan Shu was so flattered at the time that she treated the palace maids with a rather doting attitude. Therefore, after she fell out of favor and was imprisoned, the palace maids' attitude towards her naturally plummeted.
Of course, Yan Shu didn't dare to get carried away now. She just smiled faintly at the waiter and said, "It's just a bowl of soup. No need to trouble Zhao Chuanshi."
After saying that, Yan Shu took the food box into the inner hall, while the waiter stood there in a daze, confused.
It seemed like Lady Yan was meeting him for the first time, so how did she know his last name?
When Yan Shu entered the hall, she saw Xiao Yu resting his head with his hands on his forehead and closing his eyes. The small table was filled with memorials that had already been reviewed.
Yan Shu put down the food box, lifted her skirt, knelt down, and bowed to Xiao Yu.
"I pay my respects to the king. May the king be well and safe."
Xiao Yu lazily raised his eyelids and extended his hand to the southern girl who was kneeling and bowing, "Come here."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shu slowly stood up and walked towards Xiao Yu carrying the food box. As soon as she put the food box down, she was pulled into his arms and sat across his lap again.
Yan Shu had become accustomed to Xiao Yu's occasional physical contact over the past few days. Her cheeks only blushed slightly, and her expression returned to normal.
"Your Majesty has been toiling these days, reviewing so many memorials in this scorching summer heat. It must be tiring, so I specially brewed this refreshing sour plum soup to relieve your fatigue."
If an ordinary man heard Yan Shu's sweet words, his bones would probably be softened.
But Xiao Yu behind him just squeezed the girl's soft and boneless hand, with a faint smile in his narrow eyes, "Yan Yan is really thoughtful."
When the back of her hand was pinched, Yan Shu noticed the coldness of Xiao Yu's fingertips, and her brows couldn't help but frown.
Although it was not the hottest time of the year, it was still very hot these days. There was no ice in the hall, so it was strange that Xiao Yu's hands were so cold. Yan Shu looked up again and saw that Xiao Yu's handsome face was as white as jade without a trace of sweat. However, she was already covered in sweat after all the tossing and turning.
Recalling the entanglement with Xiao Yu on the bed in her previous life, this man's body temperature seemed to be lower than hers, but she had never noticed it before. It was only after comparing it today that she found it strange.
Yan Shu secretly raised her eyes a few more times and saw that Xiao Yu was indeed not sweating at all, which made her feel even more strange.
"Isn't it hot, Your Majesty?"
When Xiao Yu heard this, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, but then he quickly returned to normal.
"I've never been afraid of heat."
His voice was light, and Yan Shu felt very envious when she heard it.
"It's good that the king is not afraid of the heat. I am afraid of the heat." Yan Shu realized that she had forgotten to bring her fan, so she could only raise her hand and gently fan her cheeks.
Xiao Yu looked at the girl from the side and saw that her face was slightly red, and there were beads of sweat on her snow-white forehead and neck.
At this moment, she is fanning herself with her hands, looking cute and naive.
"Why are you so afraid of heat?" Xiao Yu seemed a little puzzled.
It is still the end of May. Although the sun has been stronger these days, it is not as hot as the dog days of summer that makes people sweat profusely.
When Yan Shu heard Xiao Yu's question, her rosy face turned even redder.
Compared to the frail and skinny figures that are popular nowadays, Yan Shu has a more graceful and voluptuous figure because of her good appetite. As a result, she has had a hot body since she was a child, and when summer comes, she just wants to rest on ice.
But Yan Shu naturally didn't dare to tell Xiao Yu about this reason, so she had to cover it up by saying, "I've always been afraid of heat since I was a child. I'm not as healthy as the king, which is enviable."
Seeing that she seemed to be very hot, Xiao Yu asked someone to bring her some ice.
With a large block of ice emitting cold air sitting nearby, a cool breeze suddenly blew.
Yan Shu suddenly felt much more comfortable.
Then he reached out and opened the food box, and brought out the bowl of dark sour plum soup. "Your Majesty, although you are not hot, you can try this soup. It is very refreshing."
Xiao Yu took the bowl and took a sip, then lowered his eyes to meet the girl's hopeful, dark eyes.
"What does the king think?" Yan Shu asked.
"Not bad, quite refreshing." Xiao Yu drooped his eyelashes, with a dark look in his eyes.
Seeing that Xiao Yu was quite supportive, Yan Shu finally felt relieved.
"Actually, I came here to talk to the king about something."
Xiao Yu raised his eyes, as if he thought of something, his dark pupils shrank slightly, but his tone was still gentle.
"What is it?"
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