Chapter 13 He Shot Me
Anjiu and Xiaohua finally have two new names, but this doesn’t seem to be something to be happy about.
Because Aunt Qu turned around and called them aside. Her eyes looked over them and finally stopped on An Jiu's face.
"Tell me, what happened?"
An Jiu told everything in detail.
Aunt Qu was silent for a moment, then looked at Anjiu and said, "Since it is His Majesty's wish, you should call him by his name from now on."
The two nodded. Aunt Qu asked Xiaohua to leave, and then said to Anjiu, "I don't know why you came to Guanghua Palace?"
An Jiu explained: "I just..."
Aunt Qu waved her hands, not wanting to listen any more. She said coldly, "No matter what you planned in the past, from now on, you must remember that you belong to Guanghua Palace and His Majesty. No matter what you do in the future, you must put His Majesty first. Put away those little thoughts of yours, otherwise you know the consequences."
"Yes, I have remembered it all."
"Just remember it."
After beating Anjiu, Aunt Qu started to give him a slap and a candy. She said earnestly: "Being a servant in this palace is the same as anywhere else. As long as you work hard, His Majesty will not treat us unfairly."
An Jiu could only say yes.
She only breathed a sigh of relief when she left. When she returned to the room, the two girls, Qiu and Dong, had already gone out. It was their turn to be on duty next. Xiaohua sat on the bed angrily, glaring at Anjiu.
Because she had been taught a lesson by An Jiu before, she had restrained herself a lot and didn't dare to confront him, but she was still angry.
"Don't be so complacent. It's not a good thing to be noticed in Guanghua Palace. You might die at any time, and not even a bone would be left." As she said this, she thought of something else and started crying in grievance.
An Jiu spread out the bedding, took off her clothes and lay down in the quilt. She had to work a shift tomorrow. They were all hard workers, so who had the time to waste time with Xiaohua?
An Jiu slept soundly.
In the middle of the night, someone filmed her. An Jiu opened her eyes in a daze and saw a magnified handsome face. She was instantly frightened awake.
emperor.
Why is the emperor here?
Why would the emperor take a picture of her here?
She looked around and saw Xiaohua sleeping soundly with her legs spread out. She obviously didn't notice anyone coming into the room. Besides, this was her room, not the emperor's bedroom...
What is the emperor doing here in the middle of the night?
The emperor stared at her curiously, then uttered one word clearly: "Hungry..."
An Jiu "..."
No, can we kill all the people in the imperial kitchen?
You're taking the money but not doing anything, right?
Come and see how hungry your emperor is.
She breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't like to wear too many clothes when sleeping, otherwise she couldn't sleep. Besides, her bellyband had been pushed to the bottom of the box. Now, facing a strange man less than one meter away, it was really embarrassing, wasn't it?
However, the emperor obviously did not notice her embarrassment. He seemed to think that An Jiu did not understand what he meant. He said to her again: "I'm hungry..."
An Jiu had no choice but to get dressed under the emperor's gaze.
Anjiu, wear it.
Emperor, stare.
An Jiu wore it again.
The emperor stared again.
After finally putting on his clothes, An Jiu moved to the edge of the bed and pointed at the shoes that were flattened by the emperor.
"wear."
So the tyrant moved aside.
An Jiu put on his shoes, opened the door and walked out.
The summer night was a little cooler and even windy. There was not a single star in the sky. An Jiu felt that it might rain tomorrow.
At the kitchen door, An Jiu saw Aunt Qu waiting with her head down. Aunt Qu nodded to her, and An Jiu also nodded.
The tyrant kept staring at her and following her, never leaving her side, as if he was afraid that if An Jiu ran away, he would have no food.
The kitchen prepared a lot of food today. An Jiu turned around and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
The tyrant stares.
An Jiu "..."
never mind……
You should think about it yourself. There are noodles and chopped meat in the kitchen, which is obviously ready. So An Jiu made wontons, dozens of them, put them into the pot together, and directly put them into the bowl. The tyrant didn't mind, he held the bowl and ate one at a time.
Anjiu also prepared some delicious pickles for him, which the tyrant finished in no time.
Just like the pigs raised in the village.
Just as An Jiu finished expressing his admiration for his appetite, he fell over and fainted, just like last time.
After a while, Aunt Qu came in with a few men in black, and they carried the tyrant out the door.
An Jiu looked at the men in black curiously. These people were well-trained and silent. They should be the secret guards who had always been by the emperor's side.
No wonder Aunt Qu was willing to let her stay in the same room with the emperor...
If she had done anything wrong, she would probably have been beheaded by now.
An Jiu felt a little scared.
Aunt Qu praised An Jiu a few words and said she would increase her monthly salary.
An Jiu hesitated for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, you don't eat much on weekdays, and you overeat at night. This may not be good for your health."
The main reason is that she is afraid that the tyrant will get sick if he continues to eat like this, and then it will be her fault.
She didn't want to be a scapegoat.
Aunt Qu asked back, "Do you have any ideas?"
ah?
An Jiu looked at Aunt Qu in confusion, wondering what this meant.
What ideas could a little palace maid like her have?
Aunt Qu simply laid it all out and said, "Your Majesty has been ill for a long time, as you can see... We don't have any good solution."
An Jiu saw expectation in Aunt Qu's eyes.
Yes, that’s the expectation.
An Jiu thought of Emperor Wenhe's desire to eat meat, so he said, "How about giving His Majesty some meat? Is it because he eats too much vegetarian food during the day?"
Aunt Qu shook her head: "No."
As for why not, Aunt Qu didn't say.
but……
Just not possible.
An Jiu is not a fool either.
She speculated that the gentle emperor might become ill and tyrant if he ate meat or was seduced by a woman...
However, judging from the situations during these two meals, the tyrant does not kill everyone he sees. As long as one of his mechanisms is not triggered, he will not go berserk.
So An Jiu suggested: "How about taking it slow, like serving some fish and shrimp to His Majesty first?"
"Aren't fish and shrimp meat?" Aunt Qu asked back, but she thought of the shrimps she had put in the steamed eggs before.
An Jiu said: "It is meat, but it is different from raw meat with blood. You can also try to make it into other shapes, such as shrimp dumplings, pot stickers, crab roe porridge, and fish fillet porridge."
An Jiu didn't make the suggestion rashly, because he added shrimps to the steamed eggs he made last time, and the emperor didn't say anything and didn't get sick, proving that he didn't reject these.
Aunt Qu said she would think about it.
An Jiu didn't say anything more. After saying goodbye to Aunt Qu, she returned to her own little room, got onto the bed quietly, and lay down under the quilt. An Jiu felt extremely happy.
What she didn't know was that Xiaohua opened her eyes in the dark and stared at Anjiu.
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