Chapter 3 The Emperor has been childless for ten years (3)
  Just as Chu Jin thought, the beauty of the little palace maid is not bad. Although it is not to the point of captivating the country, it is still refreshing. She can also occupy a place in this harem where a hundred flowers bloom.

I'm just a little confused. Such a beautiful palace maid has been working in his palace, but he didn't notice at all?

"What are you carrying?" He raised his eyes and looked over. The little palace maid's waist was very thin, and she could probably hold it with one hand. There was nothing else on her waist except a thin belt.

Zhihua was stunned for a second, wanting to lower his head to check if there was anything extra on his body, but thought that this would be a disgrace in front of the palace, so he gave up. "This slave has nothing with him. Please ask your Majesty to clarify my doubts."

"Why do you have a faint floral fragrance?"

That's it.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't something else to be afraid of.

Because he relaxed, his face unconsciously made a smile, with a slight pear dimple at the corner of his mouth, which looked a bit playful.

"Back to the emperor, I often deal with flowers and plants. Maybe it is contaminated by this." Her eyebrows were curved and slackened visible to the naked eye.
  After the previous tightness disappeared, she became less humble and more confident, making her look particularly attractive.

Chu Jin's fingers were gently caressing, and he wanted to reach out and touch the other person's dimple. Is it really intoxicating as the book says?
  The little palace maid's eyes were very clear. She did not dare to look directly at him, but he could see her expression clearly. The feeling of being ignorant of the world makes her look like a little white rabbit, and people can't help but want to protect her.

But now, she is mostly tired of these thoughts. What's the use of being obsessed with beauty? They couldn't have children. With his huge family fortune, could it be that he was a member of the clan who could only take advantage of it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing again.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell? I'll call the imperial doctor right away." Zhi Hua seemed to have mustered up the courage and asked carefully.

"I'm fine." Chu Jin rubbed his eyebrows, glanced at the memorial on the table, and felt a headache again. "Mingfu, take her out."

Zhi Hua didn't know why, so he saluted him and followed the chief manager out.

Not long after he left, Chief Mingfu said cheerfully: "From now on, you will be waiting by the Emperor's side, and you don't have to worry about other things."

"But, where's Sister Qiaoyu?" There's no room available yet, would it be bad if she jumped in rashly?

"She left her post without permission, so naturally she went to Xin Zheku. Just remember what you should do and what you shouldn't do."

"Thank you so much, Eunuch Mingfu." Zhihua saluted him, and the other party accepted the gesture sincerely.

She was confused and went to work in the inner hall. She was completely confused.

She was still a third-class palace maid before, but now she has been directly promoted to the first class.

Zhihua's dormitory has also been changed, from a four-person dormitory to a single-person dormitory. She has her own room and furniture, and no longer has to share a room with others.

Qiaoyu, who thought she had escaped, had no idea what happened. She only knew that a eunuch suddenly came and told her that she had been imprisoned in Xinzheku.

"Zhihua, is it you? Did you say something about me in front of the emperor? It must be you. If it weren't for you, how could I be sent to Xinzheku?" Qiaoyu frantically found Zhihua, and there was a series of words that came up question.

Her eyes were a little red, and it was obvious that she was very angry.

"Sister Qiaoyu, I didn't say anything bad about you in front of the emperor. You misunderstood." Zhihua frowned and looked at her helplessly, "You left your post without permission and made the emperor unhappy. This has something to do with me. What does it matter?"

Who among the people living in this palace is not a human being? If you make a slight mistake, it will be a wrong step and a wrong step.

Qiaoyu thought that the emperor was not in a good temper today. He had just scolded a concubine before serving tea. She was afraid, so she asked others to go up and contradict her. Although the concubine is coveted, her life is the most important thing.

I thought that the little palace maid who brought tea for me would be scolded, but I didn't expect that the other party not only promoted her, but also demoted her.

"I underestimate you, Zhihua, don't worry, I will come back one day. When the time comes, I will witness all your misfortunes!"

Qiaoyu said through gritted teeth, staring straight at the other person with her eyes. She was carried away with overwhelming hatred.

Zhihua's heart trembled. She had never seen that kind of hatred before, and it also contained a bit of murderous intent. In this cannibal harem, anything can happen. Not long after the mission started, she provoked a villain. She didn't know whether it was good or bad.

The job after promotion is actually simple. I just take over Qiaoyu's job, help make tea, deliver tea, and make a cup of tea for officials who come to report on their work. Easy, no difficulty.

After a few days of contact, it was obvious that the emperor was a workaholic. The people of Daqi were able to live and work in peace and contentment because the emperor cared about the people and was a wise king.

But she always abided by her duties and did not act aloof just because the emperor treated her differently. She also mingled with other palace maids. It seemed that doing her job well was the most important thing to her.

Zhihua herself was quite nervous. She had no love experience, so she was not sure about this kind of task similar to a strategy guide. The emperor's thoughts were very deep, and she was afraid that she would fall into the abyss without paying attention.

I have the idea of ​​​​betting, but I don’t have the confidence to do so.

If the emperor knew that there was a thoughtful maid beside him, would he still let it go like this?
  So she stayed calm during this period and didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

It can also be felt that the emperor is a little interested in her, but not to the point of liking her.

All of this must be done slowly. She still has two years, so don't worry, there will always be opportunities.

Soon, this opportunity presented itself to me.

Zhihua walked towards the inner hall with tea, but when passing by the verandah, he saw a graceful and luxurious woman walking outside.

She wore a Qingluan hairpin on her head and was followed by two personal palace maids, showing off her charm in every move. The ends of her eyes are slightly raised, making her look more charming and enchanting.

The distance was a bit close, so she could only salute first.

"I've met Concubine Shu."

The palace maids and eunuchs in the courtyard knelt on the ground, all saluting the woman.

Concubine Shu snorted softly, "Get up."

"promise."

Zhihua noticed that the little palace maid behind Concubine Shu was holding a tray in her hand. There were small ceramic pots in the tray, which should contain soup similar to ginseng soup.

Deliver soup? It's almost getting dark today, I'm afraid the drunkard's intention is not in the bar.

(End of this chapter)

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