Chapter 25 She has two bosses like this



Chapter 25 She has two bosses like this

Prince Duan is a playboy, which means that he has nothing to do and is very idle.

So when the emperor was going to handle government affairs, he stayed behind and watched An Jiu and the others like a supervisor.

This left An Jiu with no time to slack off.

The two little eunuchs were also a little nervous.

Fortunately, the craftsman arrived quickly.

These people were specially employed by the palace. They were usually responsible for repairing the roof, tables, chairs and benches, etc. This was the first time for them to do this job. They all gathered around the big bone and looked at it, their eyes full of curiosity.

An Jiu thought, you see, the more people know about it, the harder it will be for the emperor to eradicate the problem completely.

The leader of this group of craftsmen is called Chen Dayi. It is said that his family has been carpenters for generations and his craftsmanship is very sophisticated.

An Jiu drew a picture for him, which showed the general appearance of a Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was up to them to figure out how to make the dinosaur stand up.

“Did you draw this?”

"I drew it, and I think it should look like this."

After An Jiu finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. She turned around and found Prince Duan standing next to her, staring at the draft in her hand with curiosity.

An Jiu frowned slightly.

Prince Duan looked up and saw her frowning, and An Jiu hurriedly apologized.

She is a modern person and does not have the innate awe and vigilance of the ancient people. This is a very bad habit and may cost her life at any time.

An Jiu felt that he had to be more careful in the future.

"Have you been educated?" Prince Duan now showed some interest in this little palace maid.

He knew who the emperor was, so why would he value a palace maid so much?

What is a palace maid?

In Prince Duan's view, it was just like the teapot on the table, just a tool for serving people.

In the past, the emperor would not even glance at her, but now he frequently focused his attention on this palace maid, and even asked her to fight with dragon bones...

It sounds ridiculous.

But Prince Duan felt that something was not right.

He felt that there must be something about An Jiu that attracted the emperor.

What is it?

It's really curious.

For a moment, An Jiu had the illusion that she was being stared at. She looked at Prince Duan again, and he was looking at her with a gentle smile, as if he was really just asking casually.

An Jiu: "I did read a little when I was young."

Have you read a little bit...

She really doesn't look like a talented woman...

That's not based on talent.

Beauty?

It’s not that Prince Duan despises An Jiu, there are too many beauties in this palace.

The palace maid in front of him looked pretty good, but she did not stand out among the many beauties, and was not so pretty that she could seduce the king.

Why is that?

Prince Duan took An Jiu's draft and looked at it for a few seconds before asking, "Why did my brother ask you to spell this dragon bone?"

Yeah, why?

An Jiu also wanted to know.

The emperor seemed to be pointing casually at the time.

But Anjiu understood.

The dog emperor just wanted to play a trick on her and make her laugh.

Like a mischievous child.

This is something An Jiu only figured out later.

Now Prince Duan still asks this question...

People of royal blood are really bad.

Dog Emperor.

Dog Lord.

"I don't know."

Prince Duan didn't ask any more questions. He found a chair and sat on the corridor to watch.

An Jiu could still pay attention to him at first, but later she didn't care about anything else, because the craftsmen came to her for help. An Jiu was also feeling her way forward. Finally, after a day of hard work, part of the shelf was erected and the bones were firmly fixed on the shelf. It was not as beautiful as those in modern museums, but it was finally erected.

An Jiu felt the long-lost satisfaction in his heart.

Even when I was cooking for the tyrant at night, I was always in a good mood.

This caused the tyrant to look at her several times.

We had boiled fish today.

After a few days of gradual progress, An Jiu felt that it was time to give the tyrant some meat, so he added tofu, bean sprouts, green vegetables and other side dishes to the boiled fish.

It was spicy and numbing, and very strong. Tyrant was very happy at first, but then he drank a lot of water. Anjiu wanted to eat something too, but Tyrant was almost crying because of the spiciness. He looked at her with red eyes, and couldn't stop smacking...

An Jiu could only get up and pour him some water.

The tyrant was just like that, drinking water like crazy while talking...

After the meal, he finally returned to Anjiu's room satisfied.

An Jiu "..."

No, why does he always come back to my room?

An Jiu couldn't quite understand, so she could only follow in.

The familiar tyrant sat on her bed, took off the crown from his head and threw it in front of An Jiu, then looked at her with that smug expression again.

An Jiu glanced at the emperor with his hair loose, and then glanced at the pure gold hair crown on the ground...

Then she won't be polite.

An Jiu picked it up and smiled very sincerely.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I like it very much."

The tyrant's eyebrows were full of pride. He sat cross-legged, with his hands behind his back, looking very relaxed and in a good mood...

It was the first time that An Jiu saw him like this, and she couldn't help but find it a little funny.

She asked, "Does your Majesty like sweet and sour food?"

The tyrant nodded.

He likes sweets very much.

So An Jiu said, "I'll make you canned hawthorn in a few days."

The tyrant tilted his head. Although he didn't know what it was, he knew it must be delicious.

He swallowed.

"I want to eat...now."

An Jiu was stunned.

She looked up at the Emperor.

The emperor also looked at her straight.

Since Anjiu didn't respond, he repeated it angrily: "I want it now."

An Jiu "..."

What is excessive joy leading to sorrow, what is shooting oneself in the foot.

Now is the time.

"There is no hawthorn now. Let Aunt Qu arrange it tomorrow..."

An Jiu tried to reason with him, although she didn't know what kind of creature was inside this humanoid in front of her, and whether he would listen to her.

The tyrant was very unhappy after hearing her words. He frowned, his mouth corners drooped, and he felt angry and aggrieved.

It can be seen that he was really tempted by An Jiu and really wanted to eat...

An Jiu thought about it and said, "Good food is never too late. Let's eat tomorrow, okay?"

The tyrant finally compromised.

He glared at An Jiu fiercely, as if to say, if you don't have canned food tomorrow, you'll be dead.

An Jiu was a little speechless and a little amused. The longer he was in contact with the tyrant, the more he found that the tyrant had a simple mindset, one could even say that he was naive and cruel.

He is not like the dog emperor during the day, who has eight hundred tricks and you don't know when you fell into his trap.

The Dog Emperor is like a normal person. He has evil thoughts in his heart, but reason restrains him from doing them.

But tyrants are different. They do whatever they want. If you make me unhappy, I will send you to see the King of Hell without thinking or caring about the consequences of the matter.

He's like a darker version of the Dog Emperor.

An Jiu sighed. Either one would be tricky.

But she actually has two such difficult bosses...

This is something others can't envy!!!

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