maid's harem life

Chapter 3

Rubbing the back of her hand, the woman stepped forward and called softly: "Little Prince"

Ming Yao turned his head to the side, but gave her a hard look.

Nanny Yi clearly said that this is the little prince's bedroom, but Qingyin stood aside, not daring to say anything more.

The man spread out the rice paper, and wrote with a bit of seriousness, the handwriting was strong and powerful, like floating clouds, and as shocking as a dragon.

Inside the house, it was full of warmth. I had suffered from the cold yesterday, and I didn't have a good rest at night. Qingyin nodded and fell asleep.

Ming Yao glanced sideways at the woman, his head drooping like a chicken pecking at rice.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he suddenly withdrew his attention, and threw the pen in his hand heavily on the table.

"Ah" Qingyin whispered subconsciously, trembling all over.

But he saw the man staring at him displeasedly, but didn't say a word.

"My lord..."

Ming Yaoteng stood up abruptly, pushed Qingyin who was standing in front of him away, and walked towards the outside of the house on his own.

The woman took a few steps back, hurriedly restrained herself, and chased after her: "Little prince, little prince..."

This person is really strange, Qingyin muttered in a low voice, but he didn't dare to neglect his feet.

The man walked forward along the long corridor, and the purple figure shuttled among them. Behind him, a woman followed closely, stopping from time to time to take a few breaths.

From a distance, he was seen sitting down on the stone bench, Qingyin trotted forward, and stood behind him.

With her hands on her waist, the woman was panting heavily, ignoring the master in front of her, she looked around.

This should be the imperial garden in the palace. At this moment, the two of them are in the pavilion beside the rockery.

Ming Yao sat quietly, staring at the lotus carp in the pond.

Qingyin obediently followed behind, really didn't understand this little prince, he had a very weird temper.

"Little prince, it's cold, go back earlier"

The man didn't say a word, and he didn't turn his head.

"My lord, it's time for lunch."

Qingyin finally gave up and bowed her head aside, who said this is someone else's territory.

The situation changed suddenly, and with a bang, it rained cats and dogs, and in the distance, the mist was faint.The sky was torn apart, and the drops of water that hit the ground danced and dripped onto the woman's skirt.

The fish in the pond have long since disappeared. On the supported lotus leaves, the water droplets gather along the smooth texture. Occasionally, they can't hold their weight, so they fall to the side, and all of them are submerged in the lake.

Mingyao got up suddenly, and the tall figure covered Qingyin's eyes: "Little prince, go back later."

The woman glanced sideways outside the pavilion, wouldn't she choose to leave at this time?
Mingyao walked out on his own, as if he was strolling, even with a leisurely sense of comfort.

"Little..." Qingyin followed behind resignedly, trotting to catch up.

The rain blurred his vision, and the woman bumped into his back with a bang, and kept touching her nose with her hands.

Mingyao sat down on the railing by the pond, with his back to Qingyin.

Huge raindrops hit my body, and it hurt badly.As soon as he stepped out of the gazebo, the clothes on his body were soaked, the coolness continued to invade, and he shivered from the cold.

This little prince, with Qingyin standing behind him, can't be urged, maybe he has to change the board when he goes back.

"Little prince, let's go back..." After a long time, the woman finally summoned up her courage and said softly.

Mingyao closed his eyes tightly, not even paying attention.

Qingyin took a look around, and finally, she stopped her gaze on the lotus leaves in the pool.

Anyway, it was raining so hard, there were only two of them in the imperial garden, so they probably wouldn't have seen it.

The woman rolled up her trouser legs, climbed onto the railing with one hand, and leaned out her entire upper body.

It was almost there, Qingyin stretched out two fingers, and pulled her arms straight, accompanied by a gust of wind, the lotus leaves swung around, and the woman took advantage of the situation to pinch the edge and pulled towards herself little by little.

Narrowing her eyes, Qingyin tossed her hair, but saw Mingyao staring straight at herself with a pair of clear eyes.The expression on his face was full of smiles.

Being defeated, he could actually laugh at a time like this.

What a weirdo.

After finally picking up the lotus leaf, Qingyin withdrew her body and covered the man's head with the lotus leaf. Even a lotus leaf is different in this deep palace inner garden, which is as big as an umbrella.

The two hid below, at least, blocking most of the rain.

With a heavy hand, the soft body of the lotus leaf fell to one side, and with a splash, the rainwater that pooled into a spring was poured on the man's head. Mingyao shrank his neck, and the rainwater slid down his neck and onto his back.

"Ah..." Qingyin covered her mouth with one hand, she was so frightened that she was at a loss: "Little Prince..."

Why do you want to cross over here?Being a maid has to worry about.

The man finally turned his head and glared at her fiercely.

Qingyin put down her hand and continued to support it dutifully, with a small face pale with fright.

Ming Yao got up suddenly and walked towards the long corridor.

The woman picked up her steps and followed closely behind, splashing the stagnant water on the ground.The soles of the feet were already cold.

"Ah..." Once again, it hit his hard back.

Qingyin poked her head out from behind him in confusion, only to see a woman standing in front of her, surrounded by several maidservants.

The woman was dressed in a pure white shirt, her peach blossom eyes were deliberately set off, and the plum blossom red eye shadow was just right, just a pair of eyes could gamble.

Concubine Li glanced at Qingyin who was behind Mingyao, she was dressed in ordinary maid clothes, drenched and embarrassed.It's just that such an ordinary woman actually exudes aura of aura. I don't know what kind of face is hidden under that disheveled hair.

Qingyin didn't know how to react for a while, judging by this posture, which concubine should be the one.

"Bold, you don't kneel down when you see Concubine Li." The maid at the side took a step forward and pointed at Qingyin.

The woman knelt down hastily, her already frozen body was shaking even more violently: "Slave, servant girl, please refer to Concubine Li..."

Concubine Li didn't respond, she just looked at Mingyao who was opposite: "Prince Yao, why are you in such a mess."

The man remained silent, raised his leg and lightly kicked Qingyin on the ground.

Unable to hold back for a while, the woman's body fell to the side, and quickly knelt up again.

Seeing that she couldn't get up, Mingyao kicked her again with more force, this time Qingyin was already on guard, she just stretched out her hand and waved it.

This prince really wants to kill himself?
Seeing that Mingyao ignored her, Concubine Li glanced at the woman on the ground with an ugly expression, and suddenly found the lotus leaf beside her.

"You, who gave you the guts to pick Huoli from this palace." Concubine Li was furious, and her voice spread in a high-pitched voice.

Huo Li?Qingyin glanced at the lotus leaf next to her, couldn't it be this?
"Do you know that the emperor planted this Huoli specially for me, and it only grows a leaf in a month. You... how dare you... come and give me a slap." Concubine Li glanced at the woman on the ground, and waved He waved his sleeves.

"Yes, empress." A few servant girls behind her stepped forward and rolled up their sleeves.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, this servant didn't do it on purpose..." Qingyin had to lower her head, this is not in modern times, besides, the emperor is so cruel, her woman is naturally not to be messed with.

A few people ignored her, and a nun raised the woman's chin and raised her hand.

Ever since I was a child, I have never suffered such humiliation.Just as Qingyin was about to close her eyes, she saw Mingyao on the side stepping forward and grabbing Nanny's hand.

Qingyin tugged at the corner of his robe: "Little prince..."

The man shook off Mammy's hand, grabbed Qingyin and left, both of them were icy cold.

"You, you..." Concubine Li looked at the backs of the two of them, and stomped her feet fiercely: "It's the other way around."

"Hey, little prince, slow down..." Qingyin was being dragged with one hand, while the other tightly grasped the man's wrist: "The servant can't move anymore."

It's all right now, offending Concubine Li, life will be even more difficult in the future.

After running for a while, Ming Yao let go of the woman's hand and went back to the house on his own.

Qingyin had no choice but to follow carefully. The glazed tile eaves, washed by the rain, were divided into sections, which slanted down along the gaps.

The eaves corners of the layers are slightly raised outwards, and the rushing streams converge in one place, forming a beautiful water curtain.

The woman was only in a daze, and didn't react until a father-in-law ran up to her.

"What's your name."

"I...voiceless." The woman was taken aback, not daring to move.

"You're new here, come on, Eunuch Fu, I have a good job for you today." Eunuch Fu led the way ahead, while urging: "Hurry up!"

"Yes" Qingyin obediently followed behind, her wet clothes still in place.

Walking through the garden, the corridor stretched back and forth, and finally stopped in front of a bedroom.

In front of the hall, there was another servant girl standing, and when she saw the two of them coming, she stepped forward obediently: "Eunuch Fu"

"En." Eunuch Fu pointed to Qingyin beside him: "You two, go and clean up the emperor's bedroom. Remember, don't disturb the emperor."

"Yes." Ye Yatou pulled Qingyin's sleeve and motioned her to go in.

The woman followed behind. Inside the room, Ming Huang was in a room, and an unknown fragrance wafted in the air.Very thick and greasy.

In the center of the hall, there is a bed of the same color, and the Ming Emperor's curtain hangs down, reflecting a kind of extravagance.

Ye Yatou moved her head and whispered in Qingyin's ear: "Wait a minute, just follow me, don't make any noise"

The woman nodded ignorantly, and stepped lightly.

Stepping on the soft carpet, the room is full of warmth, hot and cold, Qingyin only feels a sore nose: "Haqiu..."

Ye Yatou turned her head, her eyes filled with fear.

Covering the corners of her mouth with her hands, Qingyin looked around anxiously.

Seeing no movement for a long time, Ye Yatou stepped forward and boldly opened the curtain.

On the bed, Emperor Ming's eyes were closed tightly, the pajamas on his body were spread out at the collarbone, and his waist was fastened with Emperor Ming's belt.The lower body was covered with a soft silkworm quilt.

The man's hair is scattered under the body, who said that men will show their gentlest side when they are eating and sleeping.

At least, Qingyin was on his body, so he didn't see it.

Even in his sleep, this man still has a sense of danger that makes people afraid to come forward. Every time he takes a step closer, he feels suffocated like being burned.

(End of this chapter)