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Chunye heard a chuckle, like an invisible pardon, breaking the heavy pressure on her body.

"Miss Chunye was joking, slaves are naturally slaves, Yuan talents have rich family members, and no one in the palace dares to belittle each other."

Chunye breathed hurriedly, but still refused to let go, raised her head and said: "But if our lady takes it lightly."

Qi Yu frowned: "Yuancai people are noble, how can they be lighthearted?"

"But she just cares about you..."

Qi Yu raised her voice and interrupted Chunye: "I'll say it again, Yuancai people are noble, and you are the one who can lie!"

With a loud voice, his mind began to buzz. Qi Yu gritted his teeth and gasped for a while before continuing to speak: "Miss Chunye is a loyal servant, Yuancai people love loyal servants, but there is no room for fools in this palace." You have to know that the master can be deceived by slaves, but he will never be complacent, and I implore Miss Chunye to be more cautious in her words."

Chunye was startled, knelt on the ground and couldn't speak.

Qi Yu couldn't bear it any longer, his eyes turned black, and a drop of cold sweat dripped down his chin onto the table, he said softly.

"Come here, I'll teach you how to talk to Yuan Cairen, and she will understand how to go on better after you talk."

"She's going to go a long way."

****

The emperor sent Yuan Xian, an eunuch before the imperial court, to visit Zhou Shuhe in Yihe Palace, and happened to meet the imperial physician, and the two came together.

"That is Yuancai people. They are in excellent health and blessed. They didn't even burn their skin and hair in the fire. Now they are not in serious trouble. It's just that they were frightened to some extent. Now there are still some Feeling a bit depressed, I can prescribe a prescription to recuperate for a while, and you will be free from worries."

Zhou Shuhe nodded, asked Chunye to follow him to give some rewards, turned his head to look at Yuan Xian, and said sadly: "I am sorry to trouble you, you have made a special trip, I know what your majesty wants, but I am not feeling well these few days, so I promise your majesty's tremella." There is no way to send the soup every day."

Yuan Xian made a "harmful" sound: "Where is it, your majesty is too late to pity your wife's injury, how can I have the heart to let you cook to survive? You just need to rest."

Zhou Shuhe nodded, Zhuangruo mentioned Qi Yu unintentionally.

"It's really a person in front of the emperor. He is thoughtful in everything he says and does. When Qi Bingbi was still in charge, he often delivered things for His Majesty. Now he has gone to the Prison of Rites. I think you will have a bright future in the future."

"Chengyuan is an auspicious man." Yuan Xian said this, but his face showed real sorrow, and his words were a little bit real, "It's just that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger. How can we slaves have any future at all? It’s just fate.”

Zhou Shuhe hurriedly took the opportunity to ask: "Why do you say that? But what did Qi Bingbi do to upset His Majesty?"

Yuan Xian shook his head: "It was because of the fire in Yihe Palace that His Majesty mourned for the loss of concubine Rourou and Xiaocai, but Qi Bingbi failed to rescue the two concubines. In a moment of grief, he rewarded Qi Bingbi with fifty sticks."

Fifty sticks.

Zhou Shuhe's heart skipped a beat, his teeth clenched the soft meat in his mouth tightly, and the salty rusty smell filled every inch of his mouth.

She has never seen a torture stick, but she passed by the Department of Punishment several times, and occasionally heard the screams of the tortured people inside. The sound was shrill, like blood squeezed from the lungs.

"I would like to trouble you to persuade Your Majesty more, the two elder sisters..." She dared to choke up her voice after she said this, her fingertips turned white from being pinched by herself, "Anyway, don't let Your Majesty get so angry."

Zhou Shuhe maintained his expression, and asked some irrelevant questions in detail. After chatting for about half a cup of tea, he let Yuan Xian leave.

When only she and the returning Chunye were left in the room, Zhou Shuhe fell silent, sat on the edge of the bed without speaking, only holding the edge of the wooden bed tightly with both hands, lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking.

"Miss." Chunye said softly, "Dinner is ready, should someone bring it in, or should you go outside for dinner?"

Chunye is actually a very smart person, but no one taught her in the past, but after being instructed by Qi Yu last night, she has now vaguely learned the skills of speaking.

For example, at this moment, she asked Zhou Shuhe if he wanted to eat or not?There is no second choice.

And after eating, you have to rest well. After getting up tomorrow, you have to eat and rest, and then wait for the emperor's fortune and rewards. Other things will naturally be resolved by others, and then others will pay the price. She thought If you want to protect yourself, you have to shrink back and do nothing.

"Spring leaves." Zhou Shuhe said suddenly.

"The servant is here."

"Jiyue is about the same stature as me. Go to her room and get me the maid's clothes, and tidy up yourself. Don't let others know. After a stick of incense, follow me to the Supervisor of Ceremonies."

Chunye was stunned: "But lady..."

Zhou Shuhe looked at her indifferently: "There is no need for a person who does not listen to me in Lanfang Pavilion."

Chun Ye turned pale, bit her lip and said nothing, and went to tidy up her clothes as she said.

The color of spring was deep, and there was still heat in the night, Zhou Shuhe followed Chunye with a low eyebrow, gazing at every plant and tree in the palace from the perspective of a servant for the first time.

In the eyes of these low-status palace people, the imperial palace is only a square inch of land under their feet. They can't look directly at the emperor's concubines, and they have to bow their heads to the palace people who are one level above them.

Qi Yu is now the eunuch holding the real power, of course he is not like this, but when he was walking on the road of exile as a criminal slave two years ago, maybe he was not as good as these people.

In his previous life, Zhou Shuhe had never seen him in a state of embarrassment. Although he met again in prison in this life, he was not hurt or sick at that time. , that may not be so embarrassing.

The wooden door was gently opened, and Zhou Shuhe stepped across the threshold under Tan Xiang's trembling eyes.

Qi Yu didn't wake up.

He was lying on the bed, with a thin silk quilt on his body, and fell asleep with his face turned outward. A candle on the table was flickering in the breeze, and he could see the shadow of his long eyelashes under his eyes.

A strand of hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his cheek. Zhou Shuhe stepped forward to squat beside the bed, stretched out his hand, and tucked the strand of hair behind his ear.

Qi Yu's complexion was very bad, maybe it was because of the pain, he also frowned in his dream, Zhou Shuhe looked at it quietly for a while, and couldn't help but want to smooth it off.

The moment her fingertips touched the center of her eyebrows, he opened his eyes.

Zhou Shuhe hurriedly withdrew his hand, picked up the water glass beside the bed as a disguise, and said with a smile: "Are you awake? Do you want some water? The tea here is pretty mediocre. It's not as good as the betrothal gift I gave to Dabai. I will give it to you next time." Send some."

"Why are you here..."

Qi Yu blinked blankly, as if he had returned to Huxiang's prison two years ago in a daze. He didn't understand why Zhou Shuhe was willing to come to him.

Which way is better to go, what to do is wrong, in such a sober choice, she chose the latter.

The familiar helplessness made him wake up all of a sudden.

"What me? I think you are an idiot." She smiled.

Qi Yu picked the sheet under his palm with his fingers, not knowing what expression to use to face her.

Two shadows, one tall and one short, were reflected outside the window, they were Tan Xiang and Chun Ye, guarding outside the window like gods.Seeing Qi Yu looking out, Zhou Shuhe followed suit, thoughtful.

"Speaking of which, this girl Chunye must hate you to death. I guess she is muttering and scolding you for being scheming."

It's hard to say whether it's because of the pain or something else, Qi Yu's mind was muddled, and he was a little dazed when he spoke: "Why?"

Zhou Shuhe was really amused by him now: "Because you taught her to speak and asked her to persuade me to leave you alone, but I decided to come after listening to her words. She must think that you are plotting against me."

She sat down, hugged her knees with her hands, her eyes were soft like a ray of spring breeze: "Qi Yu, I'm here."