After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

When Yuan Qing returned to her room in the evening, the maids had already prepared water for her.

I was used to being served by Qingdai and Qingguo on weekdays, so I felt a little uncomfortable when someone suddenly changed.

"You go out, I'll do it myself." Yuan Qing said to the maid.

The little maid retreated in response.

The door creaked shut and then opened again.

Yuan Qing didn't care too much about it. He didn't need to worry so much at home.

Just as she was about to take off her inner clothes, she felt a pair of burning eyes staring at her from behind, and then disappeared in an instant.

Is she too sensitive?

Yuan Qing closed his clothes again and walked outside.

I looked around by candlelight, but didn't see anyone.

Yuan Qing smiled.

It seems that my nerves have been too tense these days and I have hallucinations.

Then he returned to the bathroom.

Leaving behind his underwear, Yuan Qing stepped onto a stool and entered the bathtub. As the hot water flowed over his body, he let out a long sigh of comfort.

She was exhausted these days, so she took a hot bath to relieve her fatigue.

There is no place like home.

Yuan Yi was pulled into the study by Yuan Bo and taught a lesson for the whole afternoon. When he walked out of the study, his entire neck was red, which made the servants passing by look confused.

Why does Brother Yuan get so red in the face and angry when he goes into the study?

Scolded by the Prime Minister?

Yuan Yi held the thing in his arms tightly and walked towards his master's bedroom step by step.

He stood outside the door and listened carefully to the movements inside.

No one spoke, and there was no sound.

The master fell asleep?

He bent his fingers and knocked on the door a few times, then asked softly, "Master, may I come in?"

A soft "hmm" sound came from Yuan Qing inside.

Yuan Yi was delighted and carefully opened the door and walked in.

I looked forward again, and it seemed that the master was not inside.

At this time, Yuan Qing's mumbling sound came from the side room again, and he smacked his lips as if he was eating.

"Master?" Yuan Yi called softly.

"Ah."

After hearing the master's response, he took the initiative to walk in the direction of the voice.

Unexpectedly, he saw a scene that made him blush even more.

Yuan Qing was wearing a light-colored bag and lying beside the bucket, her eyes closed, her mouth open and breathing shallowly, her wet hair covering her whole body.

Only one jade arm stretched out, half resting outside the bucket.

Yuan Yi's face suddenly turned red, he stepped back repeatedly and ran outside in one breath.

When he wanted to go out, he found that the door was locked from the outside by someone and could not be opened at all.

He walked to the window and tried it again, and just like the door, it was also firmly fixed.

Yuan Bo, who was outside the yard, was turning a key and looking towards the house proudly, with a smile on his face.

He had already imagined a chubby little baby, begging him for a hug, calling him "Grandpa" over and over again in his tender little voice.

As if he remembered something, he hurried back to his yard.

Yuan Yi knew who did this at a glance.

It must be the Prime Minister. Apart from him, no one else would be so bold as to plot to ruin the reputation of his master.

Today, the Prime Minister talked to him a lot about his master. Sometimes, he even wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Yuan Qing felt cold in his sleep and when he woke up he found that he had fallen asleep in the bathtub. He quickly got up, wiped off the water droplets, and changed into new clothes.

Maybe it's because I soaked it for too long, my throat is a little dry.

The candle has burned out, and now the room is pitch dark and nothing can be seen.

Yuan Qing could only rely on his memory, grope his way to the table in the dark, and pour himself a cup of tea.

I reached back and felt around, but instead of feeling the stool, I felt something soft.

The touch didn’t feel right, so I pinched it again.

The thing under my hand suddenly moved.

She was so scared that she turned around and kicked with her leg.

I only heard the stool fall to the ground, turn a few times on the spot, and then roll to the wall.

"master?"

Yuan Yi's slightly hoarse voice came from the darkness.

"Yuan Yi? Oh my god, why are you running to my room so late at night instead of going back to sleep?" Yuan Qing said, stroking his chest.

She carefully stretched out her hand towards Yuan Yi.

There's nothing you can do about it. It's her fault for being night blind. Once it gets dark she's almost like a blind person.

Yuan Yi held her wrist, led her to his side, and pulled her to sit on a stool, "Master, please sit here for a while. I will go and light the candles."

After a while, the light in the room came on again.

"Go ahead." Yuan Qing looked at the awkward little guard.

Yuan Yi twisted his fingers and stammered, "It was the Prime Minister who locked me up in the master's room."

Without any hesitation, he readily gave out the culprit.

Yuan Qing covered her forehead, and she knew it!

"What did Dad tell you?"

"The Prime Minister said that he wanted his subordinates to serve the master and try to give him a big fat granddaughter next year.

He also said that his subordinate was originally the male concubine given to his master, and it was only natural for him to serve his master.

Also, if soft tactics don’t work, the Prime Minister will resort to hard tactics and let his subordinates do what they want. He will take responsibility for everything.”

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.

Rather than making his master angry, he decided to make a small sacrifice for the Prime Minister.

The more Yuan Qing listened, the darker his face became.

Is Dad going crazy over missing his baby?!

Is there anyone who would betray his own daughter like this?

The young guard had a panicked look on his face, his eyes filled with guilt and anxiety.

The words she wanted to say to blame immediately turned into a heartfelt instruction as soon as they reached her throat.

"Yuan Yi, I know you have no choice. If you don't want to do this, no one will force you."

Yuan Yi looked up immediately and looked at her in disbelief.

Yuan Qing patted the guard's shoulder and consoled him, "You are more than just a subordinate to me.

I treat you as a friend and partner. With your abilities, are you willing to be just an unknown guard, or a shameful male concubine forever?

You are still young and may not understand what the feelings between men and women are, but I don’t want you to regret it in the future.

Do you get me? "

Yuan Yi nodded stupidly.

Why is this result different from what the Prime Minister said?

Yuan Qing turned and walked into the bedroom, holding the extra bedding for him, "You can sleep on the floor tonight. The weather is not very cold, so it should be fine."

Yuan Yi spread the bedding on the ground not far from the bed, and the two of them slept together with a curtain between them.

As soon as he leaned over, the package hidden in his arms fell to the ground with a clatter.

The red and green pictures of little people were displayed in front of the two of them.

Oops, I forgot about this!

Yuan Yi hurriedly grabbed the booklet and stuffed it into his arms.

Yuan Qing got out of bed and held his arm. With his other hand, he picked up a book on the ground and started reading it, then slammed it shut.

Then he took out everything in Yuan Yi's arms and put them on the shelf beside the bed.

She wasn't embarrassed. Although she had no experience, she had received all the necessary education. Compared with modern things, this was simply child's play.

Seeing the young guard in even more embarrassment, Yuan Qing couldn't help but sigh and said, "I'll go talk to Dad tomorrow. He's already so old, why is he always thinking about teaching children bad things?"

Yuan Yi didn't dare to say a word.

When Yuan Qing lay back on the bed, he suddenly heard the young guard say in a dull voice: "I am not a child anymore..."

What's not small?

Yuan Qing didn't react for a moment.

"I hope that the master will not discuss this matter with the Prime Minister tomorrow..."

So shameful...

After that, there was a sound of fabric rubbing against each other.

It seems he has fallen asleep.

Yuan Qing climbed up carefully and put all the picture albums on the shelf into the small box beside his pillow.