Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

An Yan watched a big show outside and consumed a lot of cakes and scented tea.

After eating and drinking, it’s time to get to work.

An Yan walked leisurely to the side hall, looked at Yu Wenyang who was so caring towards Zhong Xiu, sneered, and then a gentle expression appeared on her face.

"How is Miss Zhong Xiu? Is she okay?"

Zhong Xiu wanted to stand up and salute, but was stopped by Yuwen Yang, "You are weak, there is no need to be polite. The imperial concubine will not care about this."

Zhong Xiu's eyes were filled with apology, and she said softly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fine."

An Yan nodded with satisfaction and asked casually, "Your Majesty, do you have any thoughts on Zhong Xiu's future arrangements? It would be unfair to keep such a loyal servant as a maid."

Yu Wenyang's mind suddenly recalled the moment when Zhong Xiu took off her clothes to get the evidence. Her graceful figure was faintly visible under her thin clothes, and his heart moved.

But after all, he was Shuhui's old servant, and it seemed inappropriate to ask for him just like that.

Yuwen Yang coughed lightly, "Does the Imperial Concubine have any good ideas?"

"Ms. Zhong Xiu is loyal and loves her master, a rare and precious person. I believe the Imperial Noble Consort also hopes that Zhong Xiu will have a good home. Why not make her a noble lady and let her live in a side hall of the Yikun Palace?"

An Yan's words hit the nail on the head. Yu Wenyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked symbolically, "Does Zhong Xiu have any opinions?"

Zhong Xiu struggled to her feet, knelt on the bed and kowtowed to the two men, "This servant has never thought of anything else, only hoping to avenge the Majesty. This servant is willing to guard the Yikun Palace for the Majesty."

"Good girl." An Yan took her hand and said, "Your Majesty, Sister Zhong Xiu is weak, and the Yikun Palace needs time to clean up. Why don't you let your sister stay with me for a few days first, and then confer the title and move to the palace when she is better."

Yuwen Yang was very pleased. "My beloved concubine is sensible. Thank you for your hard work. Zhong Xiu, take good care of yourself. If you need anything, please tell me."

Zhong Xiu nodded obediently.

"Okay, then I'll go back to the Yangxin Palace first."

Behind Yuwen Yang, An Yan looked back and smiled, silently saying, "You did a great job."

Zhong Xiu was flattered and smiled.

After leaving the side hall, An Yan stopped, meaning that it was enough to send her here.

But Yuwen Yang held An Yan's hand tightly. An Yan tried to pull it away but failed. She cursed inwardly and followed him out to the palace gate.

Yuwen Yang gently patted the back of her hand, looking exhausted. "My beloved concubine, you have been very busy managing the palace recently. I didn't want to trouble you with some things, but I suddenly heard about Shuhui's past today, and it was really devastating."

He sighed heavily.

You have many more blows to bear, this is nothing?

An Yan didn't respond, only saying, "Your Majesty, I mourn for you."

Yuwen Yang paused and said to himself: "My mother's birthday is coming soon, and the Imperial Household Department is in chaos now. I still need to choose a new one. There is no suitable candidate at the moment. I am afraid that they will not do a good job and make my mother unhappy." He looked like a filial son.

"What does the emperor mean?" An Yan pretended not to know.

Yuwen Yang squeezed Anyan's palm, as if trusting her deeply, and said affectionately, "I feel that my beloved concubine manages the palace affairs in an orderly manner. A simple birthday banquet is no problem for her."

An Yan lowered her head and pretended to be shy, but in fact she rolled her eyes and said, "If the emperor trusts me, I will do my best."

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, my beloved concubine!" Yuwen Yang's smile was more sincere, as if he saw prey falling into a trap.

"I respectfully send you to your Majesty."

An Yan stroked the small meteorite and looked in the direction he left, her eyes cold.

Tuanzi asked worriedly, "Mother, he did it on purpose. Why did you agree?"

"Here we go."

In Chengqian Palace, the new chief eunuch Xiao Dezi is reporting palace affairs to Anyan.

Xiao Dezi has accomplished great things recently. He has been rewarded and promoted, and he is very proud of himself.

"Your Majesty, Xu Qing is the new head of the Imperial Household Department. He has asked me to pay my respects to you, Your Majesty, and thank you for your promotion!"

An Yan nodded with satisfaction, "Let him work hard, there will be benefits for him in the future."

Xiao Dezi bowed respectfully, "Yes! Your Majesty, it's less than a month away from the Empress Dowager's birthday, and the Emperor is only letting you start preparations now. Isn't that a bit tight?"

This dog emperor is clearly setting a trap for her.

An Yan tapped his fingers and said casually, "Just follow the old system, no need to be too fancy."

The original owner had devoted all her efforts and heart to supplementing her private treasury, but she hadn't seen any results. Anyway, the drunkard's purpose was not to drink, and if it was bumped and damaged, it would be a waste of her good things.

"If we're short of manpower..." An Yan glanced around and sneered at Chunying who was stealing glances at her, "Let Chunying help you."

Chunying suppressed her excitement and knelt down to express her gratitude, "I will definitely live up to your trust, Your Majesty."

"Okay, everyone get busy! If anyone is blind, just tell me." A dangerous look appeared on An Yan's lips.

Xiao Dezi came forward and said with a flattering smile, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. The chicken was killed beautifully a few days ago. The chickens below are all well behaved and cooperative."

An Yan said nothing and waved her sleeves.

Xiao Dezi and others tactfully excused themselves.

Only Xiao Rongzi remained where he was, and he knelt down with a plop. He said in a clear voice: "I am willing to serve you like a dog and a horse."

An Yan stared at him and thought for a moment, "Can you write?"

"Yes!" Xiao Ronzi answered excitedly.

An Yan nodded and hooked her finger, and little Ronzi came over happily.

"Get some paper and pen and write this to me."

Xiao Rongzi worked very quickly. He spread the rice paper on the table, ground the ink, dipped the tip of the pen in some ink, and wrote two words.

If he weren't wearing eunuch's clothes, he would look like an elegant and talented man.

"Floating like a cloud, agile like a startled dragon, what a beautiful word!" An Yan whispered, "Rongxuan."

Xiao Rongzi's ears turned red, and her heart felt numb when she heard her name from her mouth. "Yeah."

"It takes at least eight to ten years to write characters like this. It must have been a lot of hard work, right?"

"Yes." Xiao Rongzi's expression dimmed for a moment.

An Yan was a little annoyed. She was really bringing up something that was not related to the topic.

Since he entered the palace as a slave, it means that something bad had happened to him.

Xiao Ronzi explained it himself, "When I was young, my parents had very high expectations for me, so they gave me this name, hoping that I would have a great future." His words were full of nostalgia for his parents.

"Unfortunately, my family suffered a disaster later, and my family was broken up. I was forced to enter the palace. I am afraid that I will never have the chance to fulfill my parents' last wish in this lifetime." Xiao Ronzi lowered his head.

An Yan felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She rolled up a few pieces of rice paper and patted his head.

Xiao Rongzi woke up as if from a dream, "I lost my temper, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

"There's something I want you to do. Can you do it well?"