maid's harem life

Chapter 34

Sister Yi didn't say anything more, so she could only agree in a murmur: "Yes, deputy priest."

After hearing this, Qingyin shrank her body tightly, and dealt with Yaofei again.

The deputy priest left after giving his orders.Nanny Yi put the medicine powder into her sleeve, seeing that there was no one around her, she walked towards the other side in peace.

After a long time, Qingyin dared to come out, no wonder everyone said that in the palace, one has to walk every step of the way, before always felt that the demon concubine was vicious, but now that she thinks about it, it's not surprising.

Looking at the time, it's time for lunch, Qingyin unleashed her pace and ran towards the imperial dining room.

"Yo, Miss Yin is here..." The manager saw Qingyin coming in, and stepped forward courteously: "The concubine Yao, what do you want to use today."

Qingyin thought for a while, then replied with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you, brother, let's have something light."

"Okay." The manager turned his head and ordered the people on the side, seeing Qingyin standing here, looking around: "Miss Yin, you go back first, I will send someone to send it later."

"No need." Qingyin waved his hand: "Don't bother, I'll take it myself."

Seeing that she was persistent, the manager stopped insisting and went on his own.

One meal in the palace is enough for ordinary people to eat for a day.Qingyin carefully carried the tray and returned to the Sacred Heart Hall.

Concubine Yao was depressed, but she didn't dislike eating. Qingyin fed her spoonfuls, and even took over the job of serving tea and water.

She knew very well that Nanny Yi and the deputy priest couldn't afford to offend, and she didn't have any evidence, so she could only be on guard everywhere.

After working all day, Qingyin could take a rest, closed the door behind her, then walked back with one hand lightly hammering her waist.

Underworld Emperor's bedroom.

In the huge palace, there was not a single serving maid, Emperor Hades sent them all away, and took off the robe himself.

The palace door was pushed open, and Eunuch Fu walked in: "Your Majesty."

"Get up." On the strong chest, the blood had stopped, and a few traces of red magnificence permeated the white gauze.

Eunuch Fu got up and stood beside Emperor Ming: "Your Majesty, your sword has pierced deeply."

Underworld Emperor didn't take it seriously, and took off the gauze: "It doesn't pierce deeply, how could it deceive that blood slave."

"Miss Yin? Forgive me for being dull, Miss Yin blocked that sword for the 'emperor', she probably didn't know." Eunuch Fu frowned suspiciously, with a puzzled look on his face.

"When I brought her back to the Dark Dynasty, she took off the mask. I was afraid that she would become suspicious. I had to bear this sword." That's why I deliberately tore open the wound in front of Qingyin, and let her see it with her own eyes. See.

Eunuch Fu nodded understandingly: "I don't know if there is any chance of winning if the prince leads the troops."

Underworld Emperor put on bright yellow silk pajamas, and under the candlelight, his evil charm became more and more abrupt: "I don't believe that my dark dynasty will be so vulnerable."

"I don't mean that, old slave." Hearing the violence in the man's tone, Eunuch Fu hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, spare me."

"Eunuch Fu..." Underworld Emperor glanced at the ground: "You watched me grow up, don't you even think that I can't get close to you? One sentence will scare you like that..., get up. "

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Eunuch Fu hurriedly got up, not because he was afraid, but because Emperor Ming's temperament was too unpredictable.

"Now that I was assassinated, I finally have a reason to attack the Dark Dynasty..." Underworld Emperor got up and walked to the candlestick, his thin lips curled up slightly, his eyes were like torches.

Although Eunuch Fu was aware of Emperor Underworld's plan, he didn't know why he would let his soldiers attack the dark dynasty that had been built with great effort.

Of course, he was even more afraid to ask.

Emperor Hades stretched out his index finger, lightly teasing the flickering candle, and with his flicking, the room flickered, with a hint of dull oppression in it.

Putting his slender fingers on the candlelight, Eunuch Fu stepped forward impatiently: "Your Majesty, be careful not to burn your hands."

Underworld Emperor didn't look back, after a long time, Fang took his hand back: "This pain is nothing."

Hearing his tone, Eunuch Fu just stood on one side, looking at his side face, helplessly speechless.

"Eunuch Fu..." Underworld Emperor suddenly turned around, the candlelight disappeared, leaving only a bleakness: "You speak voiceless, will you be afraid when you see me?"

An ordinary question made Eunuch Fu speechless, he didn't even know the secrets of Emperor Underworld: "In my opinion, Miss Yin is attracted to the emperor, and she will definitely pass this test. "

Underworld Emperor walked up to the collapse and buried his body, with a complex expression on his face: "I hope, Eunuch Fu, you go back first..."

"Yes." Eunuch Fu quietly backed away when he saw his eyes closed.

At night, under the darkness, the sky of Ming Dynasty became more and more gloomy.

Qingyin has been carefully serving her for several days, three meals a day including desserts and tea, and never let her pass by.At this time, the silver needle was always in hand.

Concubine Yao didn't care about her nervousness as if she was facing an enemy, she lay on the bed for a few days, maybe she couldn't lie down anymore, so she asked Qingyin to bring a soft chair and sat down in the garden.

The spring day is warm and sunny, and the red peonies are in full bloom now, Qingyin wonders, it seems that the twelfth lunar month has already bloomed, and they are still so delicate and beautiful.

The early spring is approaching, and the sky of Ming Dynasty seems to be different from other places. Now, even a year has not yet passed.

Concubine Yao is wearing a long gown, and she is nestled in a soft chair. The sun is not strong, but it is enough to make people blind.

With one hand lazily resting on her forehead, Qingyin arranged some desserts on the stone table one by one: "Your Majesty, this servant will bring you a cloak."

The concubine Yao didn't look up, but just snorted softly: "No need."

Seeing her lazy demeanor, Qingyin stood by and accompanied her quietly.

Outside the hall, a servant girl walked quickly to the door of the Sacred Heart Hall, but did not step in.

Qingyin recognized at a glance that it was Mingyao's maid Tang'er, with a swollen pretty face, a little bit shy, looking around constantly.

He wanted to scream but didn't dare to open his mouth, he just paced back and forth outside the Sacred Heart Hall hesitantly.

Seeing Yaofei's eyes slightly closed, Qingyin was afraid that she would have a bad temper and punish Tang'er.He hurriedly waved his hand secretly behind her, signaling her not to come over.

Seeing that Qingyin saw her, Tang'er waved with joy on her small face.

"Who is that?" The concubine Yao lazily let out a cold voice: "Tell her to come in."

Qingyin's heart tightened, and the next moment, Tang'er walked in anxiously under the greeting of the maid.

"Which palace maid are you, what are you doing sneakily outside the Sacred Heart Palace?" Yaofei moved the blanket covering her body and looked at Tang'er.

"Return to the demon concubine, slave... slave."

Impatient, her speech was not smooth, Tang'er lowered her head, not daring to look at Concubine Yao.

"Raise your head." The woman raised her voice a little higher: "I'm afraid I will kill you if I eat you."

"No... I don't dare." Tang'er raised her head in a panic, and looked forward timidly.

"You are." The concubine Yao raised her eyebrows lightly: "It's the servant girl beside Lord Yao."

"Yes." Tang'er replied hastily: "Prince Yao is ill, he refuses to take medicine, and he refuses to call the imperial doctor, and keeps calling to see sister Yin. This is why this servant has the courage to come over."

It turned out that Ming Yao was ill.

After hearing this, the concubine Yao just glanced at Qingyin behind her, and then nestled back on the back of her chair: "Qingyin, you can follow. When Lord Yao is free, you can come back to this palace."

Qingyin was startled, but she didn't react, seeing Tang'er happily tugging at her sleeve, she saluted: "Thank you, Madam."

The two hurried out, Yaofei lay down on her own and closed her eyes.

Qingyin followed closely behind, seeing that Tang'er couldn't walk fast, so she ran over first.

Mingyao's temperament... is so cold that people can't rest assured.

Qingyin stepped into the main hall, and saw several servant girls kneeling in front of Mingyao's bed, the white veils were layered down, making it impossible to see clearly inside.

Sighing slightly and shaking his head, Mingyao is like the concubine Yao, if he gets angry, he will drag a large group of people to suffer.Who knows, this highlights the coldness of his temperament, as if he is trying his best to cover it up, but it is even more exposed.

"Yao Wangye...Yao Wangye..." Qingyin called softly, pulled up the curtain with one hand, and hung it on the side hook.

Mingyao's eyes were closed tightly, his head was rubbing back and forth on the embroidered pillow uncomfortably, his cheeks were flushed, and only a muffled murmur could be heard.

"Lord Yao." Qingyin bent down and put one hand on his forehead: "It's really hot."

Then he turned around and ordered the maids who were kneeling on the ground: "Go and call the imperial doctor, and then go get a basin of cold water."

"Yes." Several people were already at a loss, but now being reminded like this, they hurriedly got up one by one and walked out one by one.

Not long after, the imperial doctor came. After the examination, there was no serious problem. After a dose of medicine, he ordered to suffer.

Qingyin twisted a wet towel, brushed away the broken hair stuck to Ming Yao's forehead by sweat, and put the towel on his forehead.

Pulling up the brocade quilt under her shoulders, Qingyin opened the windows around her, and the warm spring, accompanied by a sense of revived sleep, was refreshing.

Taking a deep breath, the sun shone in.As soon as Qingyin turned around, she saw Mingyao's eyes staring at her with hazy eyes.

"Lord Yao, you're awake." She stepped forward with joy, but saw that the man didn't respond at all. Watching her slowly approaching, she propped up her upper body and rubbed her sleepy eyes lightly with one hand.

Qingyin walked to the front of the collapse, saw him staring at her all the time, and said in a puzzled way: "Lord Yao, what's wrong with you."

However, the man moved his body unnaturally, and retracted that scorching gaze.

"Sister Yin, the medicine is here." Tang'er walked in with the tray in both hands.

A bowl of thick black concoction was put into Qingyin's hands, stirring with a spoon in one hand, she sat down, scooped up a spoon, and put it close to Mingyao's lips: "Lord Yao, drink the medicine."

(End of this chapter)