Everyone in my harem is talented

Changchun Palace.

Yan Shu'er was sleeping soundly behind the pink curtains, but she kept shouting from time to time, as if she was having a nightmare.

The palace maid on night duty happened to be Zhu Qiu, and she was the closest to him.

She heard it, just rolled her eyes and went back to sleep.

Zhu Qiu couldn't help but speculate with malicious intent, thinking that Yan Shuer must have done a lot of bad things, otherwise why would she have a nightmare.

However, she was too lazy to care about Yan Shuer's physical condition. It was better to have less trouble than more. Sleeping was more important.

Zhu Qiu just lay down on the couch and closed his eyes.

In an instant, she suddenly thought of something and opened her eyes abruptly, her eyes shining in the darkness.

She suddenly thought that she might as well listen to what Yan Shuer was talking in her sleep. Maybe she could catch her holdings.

One more handle in hand means one more way out.

As he was thinking, Zhu Qiu climbed up from the couch, put on his embroidered shoes, and tiptoed towards Yan Shuer's bed.

She lifted a corner of the curtain, pricked up her ears, and quietly moved closer to Yan Shu'er, intending to hear clearly what was haunting Yan Shu'er.

"No, no, don't leave me! Don't leave me!" Yan Shuer cried.

Yan Shu'er suddenly woke up from her dream, sat up abruptly, and knocked her head on Zhu Qiu's chin.

"what!"

One of them covered his chin, and the other covered his head, and screamed with tears in his eyes.

Yan Shu'er hadn't gotten over the helplessness and sadness in her dream yet, and she cried angrily, "Zhu Qiu! What are you doing?"

"When I got up at night, I saw that the quilt had been kicked off. I wanted to tuck the quilt in for you so that you wouldn't catch a cold. It will be cold in the second half of the night, and I am worried that you will catch a cold!"

Yan Shu'er stared at Zhu Qiu coldly for a moment, as if to see if she was lying.

Zhu Qiu was very confident in her words, and her gaze was open in the night, which was worthy of her ambition.

"I was haunted by a nightmare, but when I woke up I forgot everything I dreamed about. Zhu Qiu, did you hear what I said?" Yan Shu'er asked, wiping the corners of her eyes gently.

"I only saw Your Majesty kicking the quilt to the end of the bed, and I didn't hear Her Majesty say anything. I guess it's because Concubine Rou just passed away and Your Majesty was too sad to sleep at night. Does Your Majesty want me to ask the imperial physician to prescribe a calming prescription for you?" Zhu Qiu asked with concern on her face.

"No need, you can go down!" Yan Shuer said lightly.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Qiu bowed and withdrew, turning around and secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

She didn't care whether Yan Shuer believed it or not, she just wanted to get through this hurdle first.

She felt that Yan Shuer was just a vicious fool with only a pretty face but no brains.

It's great to have a fellow villager who can push the flower-serving palace maid to the imperial court. Why doesn't she have such a fellow villager who is willing to sacrifice? She is so envious.

And Zhu Qiu can only work hard on her own.

Zhu Qiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Yan Shu'er was also very wary of her. As they were both palace maids, why couldn't Yan Shu'er see her difficulties?

She also wants to serve His Majesty and be a queen.

Zhu Qiu took out a small bronze mirror from his bosom and gently stroked his face, obviously very proud of his appearance.

"Don't abandon her?"

Who should I ask not to abandon her?

Could it be that Yan Shuer is really missing the deceased Concubine Rou?

Zhu Qiu didn't believe it.

There aren't any real good sisters in this palace, let alone we have only known each other for a short time.

She saw Yan Shu'er clinging to the pregnant Concubine Rou. They were on good terms? Humph, only a fool would believe that.

Does Yan Shuer have any childhood sweetheart or lover?