After a heavy rain, it suddenly became cold.
Chen An bowed and exited the study. After closing the door gently, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was the cold sweat caused by being frightened by his master. Today, the master was called into the palace. As usual, he, the personal person who was supposed to be at his side, was left outside the Showa Palace. Therefore, although he knew that the master's mood had deteriorated again, he still didn't know the reason.
In fact, he really couldn't understand that Concubine Li in the Showa Palace was the master's concubine!
Why does the master's mood become worse when he goes to see his mother?
Although he couldn't understand it, Chen An knew that there was only one person in the whole house who could comfort his master at this time, and that was the orphan girl who was rescued by his master in Chizhou seven years ago. Now the first-class maid Yuyao is in front of his master. .
The cold sweat was blown away by the cool breeze, as if there was a chill in the joints of his bones. Chen An shrank his shoulders and quickened his pace.
Tang Yuyao was lying on the bed, half-squinting her eyes in a daze, when she heard Chen An's deliberately louder voice coming from outside the door: "Lan Xiang, how is Miss Yuyao? Is the fever gone? Is the cold cold better?"
Lan Xiang is the little girl who serves Tang Yuyao personally. There is always a personal maid and two rough maids beside the first-class maid in Prince An's palace. After all, only by serving them well can they serve their master more wholeheartedly.
I heard Lan Xiang reply in a low voice: "The fever is gone, and the doctor said the cold is almost gone, but I still don't have the strength."
As long as the disease is not passed on to the master, it will be fine.
Chen An waved his hand and strode into the room: "Let me see her!"
Chen An was just a eunuch, and she had already died once, so Tang Yuyao did not take the time to deal with herself, even though Chen An had deliberately spoken loudly to remind her.
Chen An entered the room and saw Tang Yuyao who was pale and embarrassed on the bed. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with exaggerated concern: "Oh, Miss Yuyao, why are you still so pale?"
Tang Yuyao doesn't like him.
I didn't like him in the previous life, but in this life, I resented him just like I resented Zhao Ting.
She had already sat up, leaning on the big pillow embroidered with orchids behind her, and said lightly: "Well, the illness is not cured yet."
Chen An, as if he couldn't feel her coldness, smiled and said: "Maybe you have been lying down for too long, so you have no strength, right? Miss Yuyao, your fever is gone and the cold is basically gone. It's time to go The master has to go on an errand! Otherwise...otherwise Miss Yuqiu will be exhausted, and you will be the only one to serve the master later."
Of course Prince An's Mansion would not be so pitiful as to have only two maids, but Prince An Zhao Ting allowed only two of them to get close to him. One is Tang Yuyao who came to him as a maid five years ago, and the other is Yuqiu who was brought up just two years ago.
Tang Yuyao's voice suddenly turned cold: "Master has entered the palace?"
Chen An couldn't help but clicked his tongue. It was indeed the Yuyao girl. He guessed it right away!
In fact, Chen An has never figured it out. From his point of view, the master clearly likes Miss Yuyao, otherwise she would not be the only one who can comfort him every time he gets angry. But since you like her, why haven't you accepted Miss Yuyao?
Speaking of which, the master is already twenty-two years old!
King Wu, who is two years younger than his master, is a biological brother of the same mother. The eldest son of his family is almost enlightened.
And what about his master?
Let’s not talk about not having a wife. I don’t even have a concubine around me. Is this ridiculous?
Chen An didn't think Tang Yuyao would want to climb into his master's bed, so he just felt that his master was really confusing.
"That's right. I went to the palace in the afternoon. When I came back, I sat there silently. Miss Yuyao, go and have a look!" If he smashed something when he came back, it means he wasn't angry enough, but if he said If you don't say anything, that's really bad!
If it had been the past, Tang Yuyao would have been so anxious that she got up and rushed over.
But now, although her heart felt distressed for a moment as usual, it was quickly suppressed by her. She said in a nonchalant tone: "Oh, then Eunuch Chen, you need to persuade the master more, and don't get so angry."
Chen An was stunned: "Miss Yuyao, don't you go over and have a look?"
Tang Yuyao nodded: "Well, I'm still sick. Don't let the master get over his illness. Besides..."
"What else?" Chen An asked hurriedly.
Tang Yuyao suddenly changed her mind. She was actually cured, and her current appearance was just a mental illness. Now that she's healed, she can ask her master to leave. She wants to see with her own eyes what his master's attitude will be if she takes the initiative to leave. Thinking of this, she immediately got out of bed.
"Eunuch Chen, you go first, I will be there soon."
This is right!
Even if you don't climb into the master's bed and turn into a phoenix, it is still very good to show your difference in front of the master. Ignore it from others, even though she is the personal person of the master, why don't she still treat her with courtesy? The Yuyao girl seems to be in her twenties. At this age, she can get married. If she has dignity in front of her master, she can marry a better man.
Chen An put his heart back in his stomach, admiring the late autumn scenery of Prince An's mansion, and slowly walked back to the study in the main courtyard.
As soon as he stood firm at the door with his front feet, Tang Yuyao arrived with his back feet.
Chen An hurriedly knocked on the door and rushed to report: "Master, Miss Yuyao brings you..." He was about to say that Miss Yuyao has brought you tea as usual, but when he glanced at it, he saw that Tang Yuyao's hands were empty. Can quickly change his words: "Miss Yuyao needs to see you for something!"
There was silence in the study for a moment, and then a low voice came: "Let her come in."
Chen An turned around with a flattering smile on his face: "Miss Yuyao, hurry in!"
Tang Yuyao looked at him deeply, ignored him, stepped forward over him, and gently placed her hand on the door frame.
It had been five days since she was reborn, and she had been hiding for a few days due to illness, but she knew she would have to come back eventually. Familiar plants and trees, familiar bricks and tiles, but... they are no longer familiar.
Although it was only five days, it felt like a lifetime had passed since she came here again.
It's a life of dying once.
She remembered Zhao Ting's kindness. Seven years ago in Chizhou City, when she was fleeing famine, she fainted on the roadside with hunger, but when she woke up, a gangster in Chizhou City wanted to molest her. She was a girl, and she was a girl who fainted from hunger. If Zhao Ting hadn't come to rescue her, her end would be unimaginable.
but! But she returned his kindness!
Tang Yuyao clenched the door frame with too much force, and the joints on the back of Tang Yuyao's hand were clearly visible.
He... was the one who drove her out of Prince An's Mansion on the eve of their wedding, and he... was the one who ordered her to be killed on the day she left!
She didn't dare or couldn't or didn't think about taking revenge, so she just thought it was worth a life. Her death was to repay his kindness.
"Miss Yuyao?" Chen An looked at something wrong and reminded softly.
Tang Yuyao took a deep breath and opened the door. It was already evening, it was raining again, and the sky was getting darker, but Tang Yuyao could still clearly see the man who had walked in front of her. With a face like a crown jewel, eyes as bright as stars, and a face that is a little anxious and a little worried, this is the man she has liked for seven years.
The man she shouldn't like, even if she doesn't say it out loud, she just likes him silently in her heart.
