The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Han Ling put down his chopsticks and grabbed Shuang'er's shoulders with both hands.
"Shuang'er, can you do me a favor, right now!"
Shuang'er was slightly stunned when Han Yang caught him like this.
Then, when she looked at Han Yang's fiery eyes, she thought it was because of that kind of thing.
But it's normal to think about it. After all, Han Yang is a eunuch and he is going to die soon. He definitely doesn't want to die without touching a woman before.
Moreover, Han Yang's appearance is indeed handsome, and Shuang'er already has a good impression of him.
So at this moment, he lowered his head slightly and said shyly: "Well...if you want to, I...I can actually..."
"real?"
Han Yang was still very excited.
Shuang'er nodded, and then lightly crossed his hand.
That plump body, coupled with the pretty and shy face at this moment, it is impossible for any normal man to resist.
However, when she was about to untie her clothes with one hand, Han Yang was dumbfounded.
"No...why are you taking off your clothes?"
"Huh? It's not you..."
Shuang'er blinked his eyes in confusion and stopped his hands.
Only then did Han Yang realize that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, so he quickly scratched his head in embarrassment.
"What I mean is that I want to invite you to visit the Hanlin Academy, not to ask you..."
Before he finished speaking, Shuang'er had already lowered his head, and his face was as rosy as a ripe apple.
After a moment, she puffed up her cheeks and said with a bit of shame and anger: "You big idiot! Ignore you! Humph!"
"ah?"
Han Yang was slightly dumbfounded.
Why is this woman so angry all of a sudden?
Little did he know at this moment how much courage Shuang'er had mustered just now.
After all, the other party suddenly heard that Han Yang meant something else. As a daughter, of course the shyness spread all over her body.
There was no other way, Han Yang could only comfort him.
Although as a straight man, he doesn't know where he went wrong, but now he has good things to say.
In the end, he simply held Shuang'er's jade hand firmly, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Please Shuang'er, as long as you are willing to do this for me, no matter you let me go to the mountain of knives or the sea of fire, I will have no complaints!"
"As long as you agree, if anyone dares to bully you in this palace from now on, I will fight him to the death!"
That look was almost like an oath of eternal love.
Shuang'er felt slightly better now, but her tone was still arrogant.
"Huh, who said I won't help you? Oh, you are such a real person. If you want to help, just say it. Otherwise, it will be easily misunderstood."
"Ouch, oh, oh, my, my, my!"
Han Yang slapped his head, and then continued what he had just said.
The favor he wanted from Shuang'er was actually very simple. He wanted to go to the Hanlin Academy and read his poems to them.
Han Yang believed that as long as those old guys in the Hanlin Academy had a little bit of skill, they would know how extraordinary the poems he read were.
And when the time comes, won't he be saved?
Although it is quite strange that eunuchs can write poems, no one stipulates that eunuchs are not allowed to have literary talents!
However, Shuang'er frowned slightly after hearing this.
"Is this...is this okay?"
"Don't worry, it will definitely work! And if it doesn't work, I'll admit it!"
Han Yang clenched his fist slightly.
"At this point, I can only think of this way to save myself. I don't want to die. Are you willing to let me die?"
"I...of course I don't want to give it up...it's just..."
Shuang'er pursed his lips and continued: "It's just that the Hanlin Academy is an important place for civil servants after all. I'm just a maid. I'm afraid I won't be able to get in even if I get there."
This is also true. Shuang'er is just a maid after all, and even if she gets to the Hanlin Academy, she won't be able to get in at all.
A maidservant helped the eunuch deliver a message. If she told the Hanlin Academy about this matter, it would be good if she was not beaten out.
Han Yang scratched his head, then thought of something and said, "Well, I have an idea. You can help me prepare a pen and paper, and I will write down the poem."
"When you get there, just say that you are from Concubine Xiao's Jing'an Palace and you have something to give to all of you!"
"You mean, using my wife's name?"
Shuang'er is not stupid and has already understood.
Han Yang snorted coldly.
"She is going to kill me, so she has to let me take advantage of her. In short, just do what I do!"
Patting his chest, Han Yang looked extremely confident.
Although Shuang'er still felt uneasy, he still nodded.
Not long after, when paper and pen were brought, Han Yang thought about it for a few seconds and then wrote a new poem.
"Is this enough?"
Holding the letter in his hand, Shuang'er glanced at it twice, curious.
She actually didn't recognize all the words on it, but even so, she seemed to be able to tell that it was an excellent poem.
Han Yang smiled and said: "As long as people in the Hanlin Academy read this poem, they will definitely stay up at night! They will clap their hands and praise it!"
"Shuang'er, it's all up to you whether I live or die, so be careful."
After being warned, Han Yang felt surprisingly calm at this moment.
Not long after, taking advantage of the darkness, Shuang'er had left the woodshed.
...
This night seemed ordinary, but everyone in the palace had different thoughts.
In Jing'an Palace, Concubine Xiao, who was accompanying the emperor to bed, was still thinking about the little eunuch in the woodshed, thinking that she would deal with it as soon as the emperor left.
At this time, Prince Zhou Yuan, who had just slipped back from the backyard of Jing'an Palace, was in an undecided state of mind.
After drinking several sips of soothing tea, Zhou Yuan finally calmed down a little.
However, he was still cursing.
"Damn, it's really weird. I don't go to the harem a few times a year. Why did you come here tonight?"
"When I was about to feel comfortable, I was disturbed instead! Damn it!"
With his mood waning, Zhou Yuan threw the tea cup to the ground in displeasure.
Thinking of the eunuch again, he quickly called the guards.
"Then the eunuch hasn't been killed yet?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is currently in Jing'an Palace. Taking action at this time may easily cause unnecessary trouble."
"Concubine Xiao has already said that as soon as Your Majesty leaves, she will throw the little eunuch into the dry well without anyone noticing."
There are so many eunuchs in the palace, it doesn't matter if one of them dies.
Even if he investigates, his prince can suppress it.
Zhou Yuan nodded, feeling a little more relaxed.
Just as he was about to ask his maid to accompany him to wash up, young master Chen Yannian suddenly came to visit.
There was no other way, Zhou Yuan could only go to greet him unhappily.
When they arrived at the front hall, Chen Yannian asked before he could speak: "Your Highness, are you ready for the poem that Your Majesty asked you to write?"
"Poem, what poem?"
Zhou Yuan's face was confused.
When Chen Yannian saw this, everyone was speechless.
"Prince, you have forgotten that there will be a literary battle soon. His Majesty is now going to present poems to the civil and military officials of the court. He will decide which poems to rely on to compete at that time."
"Your Highness, this is a good opportunity for you to shine. Your Majesty has told you many times, and you just forgot? You have to do it tomorrow!"
