The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

was humiliated.

"If you go back to the emperor's master, the servant has never had it."

"Then have you ever married a wife?"

When eunuchs have money, they will buy land outside the palace, buy two daughters-in-law, learn from ordinary men, and live a "husband and wife" addiction.

Nan Ye is the leader of the slave world, and of course has several small wives.

He answered honestly: "Thanks to you, yes."

Mu Surao came alive: "Then tell me, if you make a mistake and make your wife unhappy, how should you coax her?"

"It depends on what kind of mistake it is?"

Mu Surao said coyly, "The kind that runs away after sleeping."

Nanye: What a scumbag!

"And then married someone else."

Nanye: Scum out of the sky!

"I also married more than one, more than a dozen."

Nanye: It's so scumbag that everyone is angry!

He said angrily: "It's too much, if Nu is the girl who was victimized, I will chase this heartless person to the ends of the earth, and then cut him into pieces and skin him!"

Mu Surao's hair stood on end: "...she's already here."

Mu Surao was panicked, anxious, and restless...

These emotions knead together and overwhelm the joy.

Out of consideration for personal safety, she made a secret decree—Xiang Jiu must not approach any place where I haunt.

So Xiangjiu became the key object of care for the bodyguards and guards.

One day, Mu Surao had a tea banquet with the ministers of military affairs in Jiangxuexuan in the imperial garden.

It happened that Xiangjiu came here to collect flower dew for Meng Qingdai. As soon as he arrived at the east gate of Qiongyuan, he was brutally taken away by the guards.

One day, on a whim, Mu Surao went for a walk to the Beisan Institute.It happened that Xiangjiu came here to visit Xin Zheku's old friend. As soon as he came out of Xin Zheku, he encountered the imperial guards head-on and was brutally taken away.

After that, Xiang Jiu became depressed.

She asked Fu Mo'er: "What's wrong with the prince, I didn't provoke her, did I?"

Fu Mo'er couldn't answer this question.

She had no choice but to risk her life to lurk near the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and finally her hard work paid off, and she intercepted Nan Ye who was on a mission back to the eunuch's house.

"Godfather, why did the prince treat me like this?"

Nanye's eyes turned red anxiously: "I still want to ask you, are you raising someone outside the palace if you have a serious relationship with your godfather!"

Xiangjiu: "No."

"Still pretending to be garlic, the imperial master has told me that you have raised more than a dozen of them outside!"

Xiangjiu: "!!?"

"Who the hell is arranging me in front of the emperor!" Xiang Jiu was furious.

"If you want people to not know, unless you do nothing."

I have put the prince to sleep, and I don't know how to cherish it.

Nan Ye was furious, pushed Xiang Jiu away, and left angrily.

Then he turned back and cursed: "Big scum!!!"

Xiangjiu: "..."

beg forgiveness

Xiangjiu became depressed and sick, and looked listless. He was no longer the happy eunuch who worked happily.

All morning, she swept the small area.

Back and forth, back and forth.

Qiu Nuan watched as the field was rubbed brighter and brighter by the broom.It is estimated that in half a day, it will be as smooth as a bronze mirror.

She came to Xiangjiu and touched her forehead.

"I don't have a fever." Why was it in a daze.

Xiang Jiu avoided her hand and called her sister Qiu Nuan.

"But why is it uncomfortable?"

The corners of Xiangjiu's mouth curled downward: "I'm just thinking."

Thinking about which shameless slut, who made something out of nothing in front of the emperor's master, framed me.

Qiu Nuan saw that her mind was not here: "Go to the imperial garden to pick some jasmine petals and come back for our little master to take a bath. You also just go to relax."

White, yellow and red flowers are planted in the flower beds of the Royal Garden, especially the red peonies.

Delicate and charming, brilliant and dazzling.

It looks like the mighty Mu Surao.

Click.

Xiangjiu picked two flowers and roughly pressed them into the flower basket.

Then knead, rub, knead.

Be as violent as you want.

When I was immersed in the violence and couldn't extricate myself, I saw a large group of people coming here in the depths of the corridor.

She gathered herself together and found that the leader was Huang Guitai Concubine, followed by Concubine Duan and Concubine Meng on the left and right.

Probably a reunion of old sisters.

She put down the flower basket and knelt down beside the flowerbed.

But hearing the rustling footsteps getting closer, her head lowered lower and lower, wishing to blend in with the bluestone floor tiles.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized.

The person who recognized her was Duantai concubine.

"It turned out to be Xiao Xiangjiu, who went to Yikun Palace recently, is it okay?"

Xiangjiu kowtowed, forcing her voice to be a little grateful: "Concubine Xie Duan misses you, everything is fine, slave."

All three more or less knew her.

As soon as Concubine Duan opened her mouth, Concubine Meng couldn't hold herself back anymore, glanced at the messy flower baskets, and said narrowly, "My little eunuch is really in a good mood."

Xiang Jiu had already guessed that she would not let her off, so she kowtowed her head to the ground again, counting it as a beg for mercy and also as an answer.

The imperial concubine has not seen her for quite a while, but she still remembers her.

Then she remembered the incident of her innocence being bullied by the thieves, and suddenly felt sad and shed tears.

Concubine Duan was surprised, "Why are you crying?"

"Just thinking of the Farewell My Concubine played by Shu Fangzhai just now, I feel that Concubine Yu is really pitiful."

"Sister is a Bodhisattva." Dowager Meng joked with her.

This time, Xiangjiu suffered a lot.

Her legs are almost useless, and the three masters just don't want to leave.

What's the matter, if you want to talk on the spot, it's homely.

Fortunately, Concubine Meng felt sorry for her: "Get up and talk."

Xiang Jiu struck while the iron was hot, got up and bowed back.

Backed all the way to the flower garden.

The imperial concubine watched and said to the two people beside her, "This little doll is so silly and funny."

After saying that, he took everyone away.

As soon as they left, Xiangjiu lost the interest in wandering among the flowers.

Slinging the flower basket on her wrist, she walked back to Yikun Palace shaking her buttocks.

It wasn't long before he was called over.

"Little eunuch stay here."

This soft call can be described as a thousand times of cadence.

Xiangjiu looked back, and immediately wanted to insert her own eyes.

He said a thousand times, "Concubine Meng is auspicious."

"Little eunuch, don't need to be too polite." Concubine Meng extended a hand to her, "It seems that you and I are born."

Xiang Jiu looked like he had eaten a dead fly, raised his arms, supported Concubine Meng, and walked forward side by side with her.

It seems that she has become a servant of her dog.

"What did Concubine Meng tell the servants?"

"I'm sorry for the idle family, how can there be so many right and wrong things, my little father-in-law is too worried."

In other words: Aijia came here specially to tease you.

Xiang Jiu's forehead twitched wildly.

But there was nothing he could do, and from this he deeply realized the injustice of the heavens and the low life of a slave.

"Here at Ai's house, there are some unfinished Su Dian. If the little eunuch doesn't dislike it, I will give it to you."

After finishing speaking, the maid behind her handed over a lacquered wooden food box.

Xiangjiu was forced to "obedience is worse than respect".

As soon as she returned to Yikun Palace, she got into the small kitchen and chopped up the food box with a kitchen knife.

The Su Dian inside also disappeared.

Fu Mo'er watched the whole process from the sidelines.The eyes were wide open, almost falling out of the eyeballs.

"Brother, are you alright?"

"It's okay!" Xiangjiu raised the corners of her mouth and performed a forced smile.

Seeing Fu Mo'er frightened.

"Brother, who made you angry?"

Who else but Mu Surao who suffered a thousand knives!Lao Tzu is famous for his good temper in Beiyuan.

Xiang Jiu threw the hatchet away with a clang, and said through gritted teeth, "This woman is really hard-hearted."

"I didn't raise children outside."

"You still have the face to get angry with me, and you don't even look at how much you have raised."

After talking about it, the sockets of my eyes became hot...

After all, Mu Surao couldn't resist the condemnation of conscience, and she's been in a state of panic lately.

Later, he suddenly woke up.

She thought that escaping was only temporary, and mustering up the courage to ask Rong Luo for forgiveness was the long-term solution.

Therefore, Nanye, the number one dog leg of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, was sent to find Xiangjiu to make peace.

Xiangjiu raised her proud head and resolutely refused!

Mu Surao was so sad that she cursed Nan Ye.The main content is "If you can't do this well, what use is it for me to support you".

Nan Ye conveyed her inner thoughts to her in a tactful way: You can do what you want! .

Mu Surao really went up.

But it was not rash, Jing Xi was asked to stare outside Yikun Palace for a few days in advance, and then found a good opportunity—Xiang Jiu couldn't bear the hunger, so he sneaked out in the middle of the night to look for food.

It stands to reason that there is a lot of food in the small kitchen of Yikun Palace, but Xiangjiu has a grateful heart.

He taught Fu Mo'er: "We eat those who live in Yikun Palace, and steal those who live in Yikun Palace, but we can't steal from Yikun Palace."

"Then who did it steal from?" Fu Mo'er asked.

Xiang Jiu said angrily, "He stole the emperor's master!"

Stealing her ruined her family and ruined her country and her family.

So the two went hand in hand to the imperial dining room.

He completely forgot about Mu Surao's warning about "stealing the imperial dining room again and chopping his hands off".

As for Mu Surao...

People are still applying makeup and powder in front of the dressing table, dressing up crazily.

Aunt Qiongyu looked dazed beside her, and really didn't understand why she was so excited in the middle of the night.

Nan Ye was considerate of her, but she was also anxious: "My lord, hurry up, don't come again if you miss this opportunity."

"Master Xiang has already set off."

"I'm not...a little nervous."

Mu Surao waved a golden butterfly hairpin into her hair.

"Quickly, bring me that crimson fairy dress..."

"No, no, my baby Luo likes to wear white."

"Bring the white one."

"Isn't it Snow White? It's Jasmine White?"

Nanye: Wait, I seem to have heard Baby Luo?

Who is she!

Luo Baobao

Nanye seriously suspected that Mu Surao had moved on, so he sneaked out to tell Jing Xi about it, and asked, "Have you ever heard of the little eunuch with 'Luo' in his name?"

Jing Xi said: "Master, the emperor's son can only like eunuchs."

Maybe it's a court lady.

Nan Ye felt that this was reasonable, and when she accompanied Mu Su Rao to the imperial dining room, her eyes were wide open.

It is necessary to see clearly the prince's new favorite.

Seeing him acting weird, Mu Surao got angry and pushed his forehead: "Stay here and wait for me."

"I don't worry about you——"

Mu Surao squinted at Nan Ye, his eyes were cold.

Nan Ye immediately turned into a cowardly man, handed her the white lantern in his hand, and jumped into the grass like a grasshopper.

Xiangjiu on this side is also taking Fu Moer to indulge in the sea of ​​delicious food.

She didn't realize that her ex-girlfriend, who was too scumbag, was slowly approaching.

"Eat slowly, there are many more over there." Fu Mo'er was afraid that Xiang Jiu would choke, so she patted her on the back.

She really doesn't understand, it's just eating a duck's neck, as for gobbling it like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit.

But Xiang Jiu said angrily, "I'm going to eat the emperor's master tonight to destroy my family and country!"

Fu Mo'er: What an unattainable dream.

She was very conscious of committing crimes as a slave, so she dragged Xiang Jiu under the table and said, "Brother, just take a few bites, let's go back."

Xiang Jiu twisted her body like a loach: "I don't."

"Let's go." Fu Mo'er couldn't help her stubbornness, and pulled her out with all her strength.

Xiangjiu straightened his legs vigorously, unable to stand in a stalemate with her.

Hard ones won't work, so come soft ones.Fu Mo'er stomped her feet, and said softly, "Brother~"

The tone of voice is very precise, like a girl shaking a handkerchief in front of a brothel to welcome customers.

As long as it is a man, there is no one who does not have crisp bones.

But Xiang Jiu is not a man, so she remains indifferent.

Fu Mo'er had no choice but to say twice more: "Good brother~bad brother~"

Mu Surao, who had just stepped into the courtyard, turned pale when she heard this, what kind of dirty thing is she doing!

Furious, she followed the sound and went.

It just so happened that Fu Mo'er pushed the door and came out, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a female ghost in fluttering white clothes running towards her murderously.

"Mom!!"

Fu Mo'er withdrew her feet like an electric shock, lowered the latch, and pressed against the door firmly.

Xiangjiu withdrew her attention from the duck's neck: "What's wrong?"

Fu Mo'er trembled like she was sifting through chaff: "...ghosts... there are ghosts!"

"What the hell?" Xiang Jiu obviously didn't believe it.

"Holding a white lantern. His face is... black. Wearing... white clothes."

The above three points are extremely consistent with the description of female ghosts in the storybook.

"Let my brother take a look."

"Don't!" Fu Mo'er's eyes were as big as copper bells.

Seeing her like this, Xiangjiu immediately believed her more.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The sound is getting faster and faster, like a gust of wind and rain.

Xiang Jiu's hair stood on end involuntarily, and she pulled Fu Mo'er, who was already frightened, to hide behind her master.

"Brother, what should we do?" Fu Mo'er buried her face in Xiang Jiu's arms.

Salad!Xiang Jiu randomly grabbed a kitchen knife and waved it towards the air.

Bang bang bang!

The knocking on the door continued.

"Xiang Jiu, don't hide inside and keep quiet."

The female ghost still knows her name!

Xiangjiu was so frightened that his hands trembled, the kitchen knife slammed on the ground, and he shouted: "Grandma, there is a wrong and a debt, I, Xiangjiu, have never done anything wrong, don't come to me!"

Mu Surao sneered: "Since you haven't done anything wrong, just open the door."

"I won't open if I don't open it!"

"Yo, quite stubborn."

Xiang Jiu said, "Stubborn sister! Get out of here, or I will kill you."

Because of this scolding, Mu Surao was stunned.

She grew up so big, it was the first time she was scolded, and it was the first time she saw such an arrogant person.

Secretly praised, it's my baby Luo, it's spicy enough.

Immediately count in my heart.He lowered his head and blew out the candles in the cage, and hid sideways in a corner.

Xiang Jiu held his breath and listened carefully to the sounds outside. For a long, long time, he didn't hear the female ghost speak again, not even the knock on the door.

In panic, everything that happened was like a big dream.

Emboldened and courageous, she tiptoed to the door, put her ear to it, and listened again.

After thinking about it, he felt uneasy, and pulled the window, poked a small hole, and looked with his eyeballs.

"It seems... to leave."

Fu Mo'er still huddled behind the pillar: "...Really? Brother, you call her."

Then call the female ghost back.

Xiang Jiu is worried about Fu Mo'er's intelligence.

After negotiation, the two decided to wait and wait until dawn before going out to be safe.

So each of them ate the neck of the duck again, and fell asleep after eating and drinking.

But after all, I didn't sleep well.How can he sleep peacefully in the middle of the night?

Moreover, they still came to steal food, and they had to leave as soon as the sun was bright, otherwise they would meet the cook in the imperial dining room, and they would be sent to the Department of Punishment to eat "beheaded food".

Mu Surao was also sure of this point, so she was not in a hurry or irritable, and only said that it was the love of wife and wife.

With peace of mind, he slipped Nan Yeti in and waited with her.

Nan Ye went to the imperial tea room next door, and called the little eunuch to bring a small table, set out snacks and tea, and served him lightly.

That enjoyment is short of passing on the pipa skills of Liang Nanfu.

When the sky was just turning gray, Xiangjiu took action——in the blue sky, with a squeak, a door was opened, and a small foot stepped out.

After waiting quietly for a moment, he stepped out with another little foot.

After looking around and confirming that it was safe, he gave Fu Mo'er a "go away" sign.

Fu Mo'er swished to her side, and the two of them, like mice hiding from cats and cats, followed the wall and turned around.

"ah!"

Xiang Jiu stopped abruptly.

Fu Mo'er bumped into her unexpectedly, complaining: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Then he realized that there was something wrong with Xiang Jiu, no, it was very wrong.Standing stiffly, motionless.

Fu Mo'er followed her gaze, immediately said "ah" and knelt down.

Although she clashed with a female ghost, she is so graceful and luxurious, isn't she the prince of the emperor who is above ten thousand people!

As soon as she knelt, Xiang Jiu's knees also weakened. After all, stealing things from others made her feel guilty.

"Slave please give peace to the emperor." Xiang Jiu clumsily slapped a thousand.

Mu Surao wiped a smile from the corner of her mouth, and looked her up and down.

Well, my baby Luo looks good in everything, even eunuch clothes can be fresh and refined.

Facing the morning breeze, she walked towards Xiangjiu step by step, with an intoxicated expression and obsessed eyes.I can't hold it anymore, I want to pamper people on the spot.

Xiang Jiu was simply terrified.

Suddenly, he found that the female ghost was very amiable compared to Mu Surao.

Nan Ye was the steadfast guardian of the royal family's face, hurried up and said, "My lord, it's time to go to court early."

Mu Surao glared at him angrily, suggesting that he go away.

Nan Ye chose to turn a blind eye: "My lord, it's time to go."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eldest brother's smiling face, his white teeth shining brightly under the first rays of the sun.

Xiangjiu cleverly said: "The slave will send off the imperial master respectfully."

Mu Surao leaned over and took her little claws, sticking them to his heart.

Everyone was shocked!

Xiang Jiu was even more shocked, it was over, it was over, it hit the imperial master's chest, my hand was about to be chopped off.

However, the imperial master's chest... is really soft.

Also, the prince's heartbeat... is very fast, like beating a drum.

She looked into Shang Mu Surao's eyes in a strange way, and faintly found that there was a sense of shyness and timidity in them.

His face was also red, as if he had applied rouge.

"Emperor... the emperor's son."

Mu Surao leaned closer to her, rubbed her face with her lips and put them in her ear, said in a low voice, "Go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and wait for me to come back."

Xiang Jiu's heart fluttered immediately.

It seems that it is still the same as before, very provocative.Mu Surao liked her reaction, touched the bridge of her nose with her pale fingertips, and said, "I'm leaving~"

Nan Ye silently covered her face: I can't see it.

On the other hand, Fu Mo'er looked straight, her little head was full of questions: When did my brother climb the dragon bed?

When she regained her senses, she saw that Mu Surao's expression had changed, and her voice was also extremely cold: "Fu... Mo'er?"

"The servant is here." Fu Mo'er knelt upright.

"The sound is really crisp and sweet."

good brother~bad brother~

That's what you call it too.

Clearly seduce my baby Luo.

"Who gave you the guts to steal from the imperial dining room!" Mu Surao planned to avenge himself publicly.

Fu Mo'er shuddered, wanting to cry.

Xiangjiu hurriedly begged for mercy: "It's a slave——"

"Nan Ye, take her to the Punishment Department and clean her hands and feet."

Xiang Jiu continued his efforts: "The prince will be punished, let's even punish the servants."

Mu Surao raised her chin, licked her slightly hooked lips, "I'm punishing you, I punish you to wait for me in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and you are not allowed to go anywhere~"

Fu Mo'er: "!!?"

Isn't discrimination too much!

Joke

Now that the emperor's son has spoken, Xiangjiu of the Hall of Mental Cultivation can't go, and if he doesn't go, he has to go.

But before going there, she accompanied Fu Mo'er to the Punishment Department. At that time, the Punishment Department was about to start work, and they all huddled in the corridor with their sleeves on their hands, as if they hadn't had enough sleep.

Xiangjiu introduced himself, "I am Nanye's son."

The steward yawned, and looked at her intently, yo, she is not only Nanye's godson, but also the prince's son-in-law's favorite.

Immediately he regained his energy, put on his hat, ran over in stride, bowed his head and bowed: "You are coming, I am sorry for the loss, and I hope you will forgive me."

Xiang Jiu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him: "My sister made a mistake, and the imperial master asked me to bring her to receive the punishment."

"How can I excuse you to send Lingmei here yourself?" The steward stretched his arms and led the way, entering the dank prison.

It was the first time Fu Mo'er saw the battle here, it was dark and smelly.

She is afraid.

Hid behind Xiangjiu, trembling.

Xiangjiu patted her hand to comfort her.

The steward also said: "Miss, don't worry, for Miss Xiang's sake, we will take care of you."

After hearing this, Fu Mo'er became even more frightened...

Then stunned.

Miss Xiang?

He called me Gexiang... Xiaozhu!

It turned out that my brother really climbed the dragon bed! !

She grabbed Xiangjiu's sleeve, with mixed emotions in her heart: "Brother, tell me honestly..."

As soon as she was halfway through the conversation, the steward called the two of them over and ruthlessly carried her away.

Xiangjiu smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves and said, "Please, tell the brothers who hit the board to be gentle."

"Don't worry, they have a sense of proportion."

Xiang Jiu thanked him, took out the purse from his bosom and gave it to him, the steward's eyes flashed brightly, but he said inappropriately: "You can't do it."

"It makes it so." Xiang Jiu took his hand and forced it to him.

After all, she has a bad year, and this is the fourth time she has visited this place. According to this trend, there will be a next time and a next time.

To dredge the relationship is also to prevent problems before they happen.

As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, and the steward accepted the money, and his flattery to Xiangjiu went up to a new level.

The relationship between the two naturally took to a new level. At this time, Fu Mo'er had suffered enough punishment, and limped out rubbing her buttocks.

The little mouth pouted childishly.

Xiang Jiu stepped forward to help her, and said goodbye to the steward.

After sending Fu Mo'er to the gate of Yikun Palace, Xiang Jiu was about to leave. Fu Mo'er was wronged and looked at Xiang Jiu complainingly, like an abandoned civet cat.

Xiangjiu persuasively persuaded for a while, and finally said: "Brother still has things to do."

Fu Mo'er: I understand, you are going to climb the dragon bed again.

Mu Surao had already given instructions to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so when Yi Xiangjiu came, Jing Xi directly led her into Xinuang Pavilion.

Some court ladies and eunuchs came to serve tea, some to rub shoulders, and some to hold fans to cool her down.

Everyone was very demonic, which made Xiangjiu panic and restless.

Jing Xi is a considerate person, straightened his back and reprimanded them, drove them all out, and left with himself.

Xiang Jiu was left alone.

Xiangjiu breathed a long sigh of relief, and fell down on the kang, feeling inappropriate after a while, slid along the edge of the kang, and sat on the footrest.

Then he turned around and patted the wrinkled brocade cushion.

Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of a white mass in the corner of the Kang, chubby and fluffy, like a meat ball.

Look really cute.

Playful, she climbed onto the kang again, and grabbed the little thing in her hands in twos or twos.

As soon as Mu Surao entered the curtain, she saw her baby Luo making a warm ball of her beloved pet, pushing a somersault to the left and a somersault to the right.

Have a great time.

Mu Surao's eyes are full of distress, her warmth has always been her only favor, and everyone in the palace treats her as a half master, and now she has ended up in such a state.

But what can I do.

After all, it is not as important as Baby Luo.

Mu Surao suddenly became enlightened, and the haze between her brows and eyes was swept away, she smiled sweetly, and sat beside Xiang Jiu with her skirt lifted.

Looking at her small ears that were caged in the sun, the tips of the ears were flushed, but the earlobes were snow white.

One red and one white scratched Mu Surao's heart itchy, and gently blew a breath towards it.

Xiangjiu shuddered immediately, turned her head quickly, and saw Mu Surao's pretty face.

"Emperor...Master!" She threw Nuan Rongrong down, jumped to the ground and was about to bow down.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Mu Surao grabbed her hand: "From now on, you don't have to worship me."

No matter what you are doing, you are either a traitor or a thief!

Xiang Jiu lowered his face to his chest, and said nervously: "The imperial master has beaten this servant."

Mu Surao said solemnly: "You and I shouldn't have talked about master and servant, it seems to be out of place."

As she spoke, she caressed Xiangjiu's face, rubbing her warm palm...

Xiangjiu stared into her eyes, seeing clearly the affection that could not be hidden inside, a strange feeling suddenly flashed in her heart.

Take a step back in fright.

Hastily said: "I still have important things to do, please forgive me to leave first."

After saying that, without waiting for Mu Surao to open his mouth, he ran away, in a panic, as if Mu Surao had done something to her.

Nan Ye and Jing Xi, who were guarding outside the curtain, watched Xiang Jiu go away, looked at each other like a thief, and opened the curtain to take a peek.

I saw that my royal master was covering his face with a shawl, smiling shyly and timidly.

Properly a young girl.

She is no longer the vigorous and ruthless Empress Zhaowen.

Nan Ye retracted her neck, clicked her tongue in amazement, and approached the door to look in the direction where Xiang Jiu left.

Jing Xi poked him: "Master, what's the matter?"

Nanye wiped away her tears: "It's okay, as a teacher, I just sigh, this baby Xiangjiu... really gives our eunuchs a face!"

Even if he lost his grip, he could still fascinate the ascetic emperor.

Xiangjiu was sad.

She found that Mu Surao's love and desire for her became stronger and stronger.

According to this trend, it won't be long before the respect room will give her a green card.

Maybe before that, the rumors about her and Mu Suluo will spread everywhere, and the lonely women in the harem will definitely tear her apart.

Sad, very sad.

Fu Mo'er was used to her listlessness, so she added two new firewood to the stove and patted the ashes off her hands.

Soon a pot of water boiled up, and the mist was carried towards Xiangjiu by the wind, scalding her face.

She flicked up her sleeves and swayed them.

"Little girl, you deliberately bullied your brother." Xiang Jiu said fiercely.

Fu Mo'er covered her still-paining buttocks and said, "Obviously you are the one who said you loved my wound and helped me to work, but you kept moaning and doing nothing!"

Xiangjiu raised his hands to show his acknowledgment and surrender.

Fu Mo'er moved clumsily, fell onto her shoulder, and jokingly said: "Is it... arguing with the imperial master."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Xiang Jiu punched her with a small fist, "Little brat, don't talk nonsense."

"I have nothing to do with the prince."

"Absolutely no overstepping."

Fu Mo'er: Look at how dead you are without 300 taels of silver here.

Suddenly I heard someone talking outside the door.

"Brother Xiang, someone is looking for you."

Xiang Jiu was extremely grateful for this person's timely appearance, left Fu Mo'er behind, and ran out of the small kitchen as if fleeing.

"Who is looking for me?"

The man smiled and said, "You godfather."

Xiang Jiu couldn't help making a bitter face: "Brother, you told my godfather that I was dead."

That person: "..."

"It's fine, don't say unlucky words." Nan Ye emerged from behind the man's shoulder.

As soon as Xiang Jiu saw him, he thought of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and when he thought of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he thought of Mu Su Rao, the hooligan "lord"

Showing a smile uglier than crying: "Godfather, do you have something to do with your son?"

"Still... the prince misses his son?"

Nan Ye snapped his fingers: "That's right."

He approached Xiangjiu, took out a little rabbit from behind, and said in a low voice, "My lord asked me to give you warmth."

"Not surprised, not surprised!"

Xiangjiu: I really want to die now.

She hid her hands in her sleeves and shook her head frantically: "It is the imperial master's favorite pet, and my son dare not have it."

"No matter how much I spoil you, I can't spoil you." Nanye raised her eyebrows ambiguously.

In Xiang Jiu's eyes, it can be called wretched.

Fortunately, Qiu Nuan came to look for her, but unexpectedly Nan Ye was here, half surprised and half happy, said: "Director Nan, at least come and talk to this servant, so as not to neglect you."

Nanye said politely: "Miss Qiu Nuan is serious, I'm here to talk to my godson, and I have to leave now."

Qiu Nuan squatted at him, turned her head and said to Xiang Jiu, "You send off Director Nan, and it happens that Qiu Baishan from the respect room is waiting for you outside Yikun Palace."

Chapter 48

It was a joy to see Qiu Baishan.But Nan Ye was there after all, and she had to take into account the feelings of this godfather, so she suppressed her joy.

But the eyes are the windows of the soul and cannot deceive anyone.

Nanye saw it clearly, hummed twice to her, then hummed twice to Qiu Baishan, swung Fuchen on his arm, raised his proud head and said goodbye.

Xiangjiu chased after him to see him off for a short distance, and then came back to greet Qiu Baishan.

At that time, Qiu Baishan was staring at Nan Ye's back with a sulky face.

"It doesn't look like he regrets having quarreled with me."

"Dog boy, tell me the truth, is he the one who sent the tired bird back to Lin at sunset?"

Xiang Jiu smiled awkwardly, her curled eyelashes wheezing: "You don't care who gave it to you, as long as Mother Qiongyu likes it or not."

Qiu Baishan let out a meaningful moan from his nasal cavity: "How can you be sure that Mother Qiongyu likes it?"

"If you don't like it, you won't come here to find me."

Qiu Baishan narrowed his eyelids: "You little doll, you still have something in your stomach."

When he was excited, he punched Xiang Jiu in the stomach, neither light nor heavy, but it also surprised Xiang Jiu and subconsciously jumped away.

Qiu Baishan made a blank call, but he was not annoyed, instead he laughed out loud: "To tell you the truth, Mother Qiongyu wrote me back."

He put his hand into the skirt of his clothes, lifted a corner of the envelope, and put it back: "I can't read much, come to the respect room to find me at night, and read it to me."

"Okay." Xiangjiu was ecstatic.

She only used a small amount for dinner, and after talking to Fu Mo'er, she bounced off and went to the imperial dining room, where she bought two jugs of good wine at a great price.

Qiu Baishan is a eunuch with status and is under the care of the emperor's son, so he has his own room.

Xiangjiu went into the backyard of the respect room, walked around from left to right, and found him in twos or threes.

"Master." She stood in front of the half-open window and said cheekily.

Qiu Baishan was rolling up his sleeves, busy around the Eight Immortals Table, arranging wine, vegetables and hot pots.Hearing Xiangjiu's shout, she didn't refute, opened the door, and urged her into the room.

Looking at the battle on the table, Xiang Jiu felt that the two jugs of wine in his hands were really shabby.

But they are all in front of people, there is no reason not to give them away.

Qiu Baishan took the wine, lifted the seal and smelled it, stuck out his tongue and said: "Your wine is not good."

Pushing them, hugging the wine I prepared: "Drink mine, Shaoxing rice wine, it's very mellow!"

Xiangjiu was planning to get him drunk, so he took the opportunity to make a fool of himself and said, "Drink all, drink all to make you happy."

While talking, he poured duck intestines and deer blood into the hot pot, the charcoal fire in the pot was burning hot, the soup was bubbling, and the aroma was overflowing, making the gluttons in the stomach roll.

Qiu Baishan pulled her to sit down, put a few chopsticks of haggis into her bowl, and asked a series of greetings such as when and what month you were born.

Reciprocity, but also about his indissoluble bond with the "eunuch" line.

Perhaps it is rare to have a person who can talk and talk, and when he talks, he has a sense of endlessness.

Coupled with a few cups of yellow soup to eat, what I said was impassioned, and my saliva splashed.

"When I was 12 years old, my hair was not even grown yet, so my father sent me to Xisan Hutong, where I was murdered by Xiaodao Liu."

"Wandering on that wooden board for two full months, I couldn't eat or pee...Xiang Jiu, which one did you cut it for?"

Xiang Jiu added another glass of wine for him: "...I'm different from you, it's made in Xiaodezhang."

Qiu Baishan licked Yahuazi with the tip of his tongue, expressing deep sympathy: "That is also a cruel person. Dog boy, you are suffering."

"But life in the palace is the hardest. You look so cute, but the master of the harem doesn't like my skinny appearance. No one chose me to serve, so I was sent to the manufacturing office..."

"Fortunately, my senior brother treats me well..."

"Your senior brother?" Xiang Jiu chewed the haggis until it was crunchy.

"Yeah, speaking of which, we brothers haven't seen each other for many years.

"Qiu Baishan took two bites of cabbage leaves, his face was stained red by the wine, and his eyes gradually lost their clarity.

The tone is full of vicissitudes of "don't bring up the past, life has been stormy".

Xiang Jiu asked again: "Is your senior brother not in the palace?"

"No."

"Is that passed away?"

Qiu Baishan suddenly paused, raised his chopsticks, and said with tears in his eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, come, let's drink!"

"Let's not go home tonight if we're not drunk!"

Xiang Jiu could see his expression clearly, and she felt a lot of suspicion in her heart.

But it's not easy to ask any more questions, picked up the wine glass, clinked with Qiu Baishan, then changed the subject: "You must not get drunk, otherwise how would you listen to me read a letter to you?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qiu Baishan slapped his forehead fiercely, ran to the closet with his back bent, and pulled out the reply letter from the innermost part.

The treasure is usually held.

Even Xiangjiu took it lightly, fearing that it would be broken by accident.

Qiu Baishan held up a candle very carefully, because it came so suddenly, it almost burned off half of Xiangjiu's eyebrows.

He smiled apologetically and asked Xiang Jiu to read quickly.

Xiang Jiu stroked the eyebrows that were still there, and unfolded the letter paper.

"The dawn of the rivers and mountains comes deep, and everything is new in the light. I know all over the world, and how many people can know each other."

Her voice was soft and slow, one word after another.

Qiu Baishan rubbed his hands together with a spring breeze on his face, and asked, "What does this poem mean?"

Xiang Jiu sorted out his words and said, "...It means I want to be your bosom friend."

To be more euphemistic, I only regard you as a "friend", which seems to be rejecting Qiu Baishan's affection.

Qiu Baishan was overjoyed: "A confidant! She regards me as a confidant!"

"That's great, that's great!"

Xiangjiu: Wow, eunuchs are such a wonderful group.

"That's right," she clapped her hands, "the so-called 'confidantes are all kind, good