Yan Li squinted his eyes, and shot at Eunuch Fan sharply from the corner of his eyes.
"You call the guards and guard Fengwu Palace strictly. Anyone who comes in or anyone who goes out must get my permission, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"
At this time, Eunuch Fan is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and cannot protect himself, so he dare not intercede for Ziyan anymore, even though Ziyan is lying on the bed, and keeps looking at him for help.
"Slave, go and order!"
The wide sleeve robe seemed to be a dark cloud, Yan Li swung it vigorously, covering Fengwu Palace in darkness. The sound of vigorous and swift footsteps quickly disappeared into the courtyard.
"Humph!"
Zi Yan was so angry that her entire face was distorted. Since she entered the palace, she has not been scolded so badly by the emperor! She kicked hard with her right foot and knocked the table to the ground with a bang, startling Liu Er next to her.
"A girl is more important than me. If I swallow this bad breath, I won't be able to survive in the harem!"
She was so angry that she seemed to have epilepsy, her whole body was twitching, and her two thin, blood-red lips were twitching.
"Just wait, I, Ziyan, won't give up so easily!"
Liu'er knelt down and picked up the baskets of needlework, scissors.
Ziyan rolled her eyes and shouted in a shrill voice: "Stinky girl, who told you to pick it up?"
Liu Er tremblingly said, "It's not good to throw these things on the ground. The needles will pierce your feet, and the scissors will pierce your feet..."
"Dare to talk back!" Zi Yan waved her hand and slapped Liu'er into tears immediately, "Are you secretly happy just now? Seeing me being scolded by the emperor, you must be very happy, yes no?"
Zi Yan is not a roundworm in her stomach, how does she know if she is happy or not
Liu'er hastily explained: "The servant is not happy, the servant has always been sour-faced, complaining for... for the noble concubine!"
Like a vixen, Zi Yan beat Liu'er's back with her small fists: "You little bitch, you and Chun Tao are friends, I was scolded, how could you be unhappy!"
Boom, boom, boom, I don't know how many punches were punched on Liu'er's back. It's just that Ziyan is thin and weak, so the beating didn't hurt so much, and Liu'er felt that someone loosened her back.
"Pick up everything on the ground for me!"
After venting, Zi Yan sat on the bed panting.
For a while he was not allowed to pick it up, and for a while he was called to pick it up again. This person is also too divisive.
Liu'er held back her grievance, squatted down, and continued to pick it up, but tears had already lingered in her eyes.
"One day, I will buy you and that bitch Chuntao into a brothel together!"
Zi Yan thought to herself, Liu'er knew too many things, she had to find a chance to either send Liu'er out of the palace, or kill her in the palace.
She had been locked up once before, and the cold and lonely life was really hard. Especially at her current age, when a woman needs a man the most, when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she will be burning with lust, unable to sleep alone, how can she suffer!
Sitting on the pavilion in the yard, with a sad face, his thoughts changed, and he started to cry.
"I thought it was someone who was crying desolately in this Fengwutong Palace, but it turned out to be you!"
At some point, a figure stood in the pavilion and handed a white handkerchief to Zi Yan.
Zi Yan was taken aback. Someone came in, but she couldn't even notice it. Could it be that he was crying too sadly, so he didn't notice anything? Or is it the person in front of him, who is very light-hearted and walks quietly
There was a faint fragrance on this person, Zi Yan couldn't help the anger in his heart, raised his face slightly, and sized him up.
The person in front of him was wearing a tight-fitting fussy outfit, with a white fringe wrapped around his head, with four corners left on the fringe. There was a large knife in a sheath around his waist, and the word "Qiu" was clearly engraved on the scabbard. Could it be that this person was surnamed Qiu
Ziyan was bolder and peeked at the jade plaque hanging on his waist, on which was engraved with the words "Qiu, Deputy Commander of the Guards Army". God, it turned out that the person standing next to her was the deputy commander of the guards who surrounded the emperor's safety! But what about the fourth rank official!
Zi Yan's flickering eyes looked over his long and curved eyelashes, and looked at his appearance again. Sword eyebrows and star eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a little pink on the fair skin. In other words, such a man is frivolous and lustful, and he is very good at teasing Fengyue.
Apart from this shortcoming, he is quite energetic and dignified, Zi Yan couldn't help but be moved. But at the same time his heart was moving, Zi Yan thought again, Yan Li had ordered no one to come in and out, what did this commander surnamed Qiu come in for? Isn't he afraid of the emperor's punishment
Could it be that he was sent by Yan Li to monitor Zi Yan's every move
Zi Yan puffed out her chest slightly, and let out a snort from Linglong's nose: "Who are you, dare to enter the palace where the concubine lives? Do you want to live?"
Qiu pinched his chin and smiled: "Wipe your tears dry first!" He shook the handkerchief in his hand, as if he didn't shake it, Ziyan could smell a scent.
Zi Yan looked at the handkerchief in his hand coldly: "I have my own handkerchief, so I don't need you to care about it. Did the emperor ask you to monitor me?"
The one surnamed Qiu smiled again, and sat next to Ziyan, quite close, without seeing anything.
"To be honest, I was sent by the emperor to guard you. The emperor said that I would not be allowed to enter the palace, but once I smell the fragrance of a woman, I can't help myself. I want to come in and see what happened. Especially when I hear a woman Crying, I can't bear it even more. Moreover, I can hear a little bit of your crying... "
He intentionally didn't finish his sentence, and stared at Zi Yan with eyes full of light.
Zi Yan was embarrassed by him, her cheeks were flushed: "What did you hear?"
"Lonely!" Qiu said frivolously, "It's really lonely."
"Bastard!" Zi Yan stood up and glared at him angrily, "I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you!"
Ziyan is lonely and wants a man to accompany her, but if a man sees that she is empty and lonely, it will be very embarrassing.
The moment she shook off the cold sleeve, she was already held by a scrawny and hot hand. From this grip, Zi Yan felt his bathing fire; and from this grip, Qiu also felt that Zi Yan was really empty and lonely. Otherwise, she would have struggled violently, but the moment he held her hand, Zi Yan seemed to let him hold her, and she didn't want to struggle at all.
"What are you doing?" Zi Yan looked at him anxiously, her heart pounding, "This is Fengwu Palace, and I am the emperor's concubine!"
"So what?" The surnamed Qiu stood up with a smile, "In such a big palace, with so many concubines, is the emperor lucky enough to come here? Besides, the emperor only has Rong Chang'an in his heart, and he locked you up here again." In the palace, whether you live or die, he doesn't care at all."
Indeed, because there are too many maids in the palace, and the emperor is too busy to do it alone, if there are men who mess up the palace and do dirty things with the emperor's concubines, the emperor basically doesn't know about it.