Chu Yan finally opened his eyelids, and his deep gaze flicked to Zhuo Xi'er, his frowning brows getting closer.
This Zhuo Xi'er, how much powder did he put on today? That face that was somewhat similar to Bai Zhi was completely covered by the thick powder.
A deep anger exuded from her dark eyes, "Take her to wash her face."
Zhuo Xier was stunned, the smile on her quietly face solidified, washing, washing her face? What does it mean
Father Fu walked up to Zhuo Xi'er and said to Zhuo Xi'er: "Miss Zhuo, please."
Zhuo Xi'er cast her inquiring gaze to the emperor again, but the emperor had already closed his eyes and didn't want to see her.
She immediately blushed. What is going on? She hadn't seen him for many days, and finally saw him today, but with this appearance, does he mean to her at all
Father Fu asked again, and Zhuo Xier had no choice but to follow Father Fu and leave the Imperial Study Room.
After walking out of the Imperial Study Room, Zhuo Xi'er took two quick steps and walked side by side with Father Fu, and asked urgently: "Daddy, what happened to the emperor today? It's good, why should I wash my face?"
Father Fu glanced at her sideways, his eyes flashed as soon as he touched him, his eyes dropped immediately, and he said in a low voice: "The emperor likes a simple and elegant face. Your makeup today is a little thicker."
Zhuo Xi'er frowned, her heart a little flustered. The reason why she put on heavy makeup today was because she was greedy yesterday and had a virtual fire on her face, causing a few red rashes on her face.
In order to cover these rashes, she applied layer after layer of powder. She thought that the emperor would not care about these. The vixen in the palace had thicker makeup than her.
Even if you don’t like heavy makeup, there is no need to make that kind of disgusting expression to her, let alone in the face of so many palace people, let her wash her face with cold face, if this matter reaches the ears of those vixen Now, don't you laugh at her
Zhuo Xier thought for a while, and then asked Father Fu, "Which concubine's palace has the emperor been to recently?"
Father Fu smiled, and said warmly: "Miss Zhuo, the matter of the heavenly family, you are a slave. It's not arrogant. Please forgive me, Miss."
Zhuo Xier immediately took off the blood jade and phoenix bracelet on her wrist, and handed it to Father Fu, "Daddy, I don't know many people in this palace, so I'm father-in-law. You are willing to write me a few more words."
Father Fu was not willing to pick it up. If he didn't know the inside story, he would pick it up, but he knew the emperor's mind clearly and even more understood that the girl in front of him would never be a queen.
It will never be possible!
How can he dare to take things from such a person? Isn't this looking for death
If he can climb to this point, he knows what he can say and what he can't say.
In the eyes of others, the remarks just made in the imperial study room were a risk of death.
But he knew very well in his heart that the emperor would not offend him because of such incidents, because what he said was all from the bottom of his heart, all for the future of Chu.
And Miss Zhuo in front of her was different from the concubines who already had names in the harem.
Even if those concubines cannot be favored by the emperor, they will always be the emperor's women. But Miss Zhuo is different. She has no status, so she can't say that she will be sent out of the palace that day.
And Miss Qizhuo's father is not annoying either.
Father Fu took a step back and smiled towards Miss Zhuo and said: "Miss Zhuo, you can smash the old slave. The old slave is just a slave who serves the emperor. He doesn't know much, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."
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There are four more chapters, let's more in the afternoon.