The hosta was said to be extremely precious, and the tip of the hairpin was inlaid with gold, but when it touched Ah Jiu's brow a little, there was blood on Ah Jiu's brow.
Before Ah Jiu could react, the maid holding the hosta took the lead and knelt on the ground shaking her hands. The hosta in her hand was broken into two pieces, and then a group of maids around Ah Jiu noticed that some blood was oozing from Ah Jiu's brows. One by one, they all threw the things in their hands and knelt on the ground, shouting His Majesty's forgiveness for the dragon's discord.
A burst of commotion alarmed Fu Yan, who was looking at the memorial. He raised his head slightly and saw Ah Jiu's messy hair, impatiently reaching out to touch the blood dripping from his brow, and the palace maid who knelt on the ground and shouted, The only thing that was relatively calm was that the little Dezi next to him took the Jinpa.
He frowned, closed the memorial in his hand, and reached A Jiu in a few steps. The kneeling maid also moved to the side with interest and then knelt down.
He took the jinpa that Xiao Dezi just handed over, folded his slender fingers a few times, and covered A Jiu's eyebrows with his hands. He frowned and looked at the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground. "You still have to kneel, why don't you go to the imperial doctor to get medicine?"
The words were gentle, but I always felt a little angry when I heard it, so Xiao Dezi responded "yes" and left the study with many palace maids.
Ah Jiu could only let him press her eyebrows and hold her forehead. She didn't look up at Fu Yan, because she felt that Fu Yan was too tall, so she could only stare at his front placket embroidered with pearl orchids. Smell him.
She was standing vigorously when she was awakened by Fu Yan, "Your Majesty, have you offended me?"
She frowned, causing a trace of pain. She was about to look up at Fu Yan, but when Fu Yan pressed her head down, she returned to her senses before replying, "No offense, no offense."
"Then ask Your Majesty to rectify the name of the minister when the elders of Fengge are looking for him to speak to him. The minister did not frivolous or offend Your Majesty."
The faint words came from above her head, and she tugged at her sleeves, "It's easy to talk."
This matter actually has its origin. Ah Jiu was named the Crown Prince at the age of six, and he was in power at the age of twelve, but after that he was the agent of the uncle, so when he had time, he went over the palace wall with the historian Wen Xiangxiang and went out, okay? Jiu admitted that every time Wen Xiangxiang brought the little maid to her bedroom and then replaced her with a little palace maid and took her out to play.
She ascended the throne at a young age, and has been kept in the palace, and the guards at the gate of the palace are new, so she can be taken out many times, and she has become familiar with the guards at the gate of the palace. There is also Wen Xiangxiang playing a folk card at the gate of the palace.
It was a matter that might be stabbed. The palace didn’t show much publicity when Ajiu was gone. After all, only Fu Yan knew. Tea's Fu Yan, next to a respectful court lady kneeling, her expression changed and she looked behind her, and Wen Xiangxiang had long since disappeared.
Ah Jiu sighed silently and made a gesture to let the maid go out, but the maid didn't dare to move at all, she could only kneel beside Fu Yan and tremble.
Ah Jiu came to Fu Yan in a muffled voice, "If Uncle punishes me, punish me, don't embarrass a palace maid."
"The master is wrong, the servants should be punished even more. Besides, the long live body of His Majesty, how dare the minister dare to punish." After speaking, he put down the teacup and prepared to call someone in. The maid next to him trembled with fright.
With a smug look on his face, Ah Jiu blinked at the palace maid, and then said to Fu Yan, "Uncle said that I am a long-lived person?" Before Fu Yan could react, Ah Jiu hugged Fu Yan again. It was crying and shouting, saying that Fu Yan insulted him.
Fu Yan was startled, what did this girl learn when she went out of the palace gate, and he couldn't start, so he could only let Ah Jiu hug him and rub against him.
This is what Wen Xiangxiang taught her. Wen Xiangxiang said that as long as you are a girl, this trick will not work well. Of course, the palace maids taught by Wen Xiangxiang were not very good. When he saw the scene, he immediately reacted and shouted Fu Yan's name outside.
Fu Yan darkened his face and said angrily, "Come down."
Ah Jiu knew that Fu Yan was angry when she was talking in a muffled voice, so she could only get down from the chair, and the maid next to her also stopped.
"You go out." Fu Yan said solemnly to the palace maid, arranging the hem of the clothes that had been wrinkled by Ah Jiu.
The palace maid looked at Ah Jiu and crawled out, leaving only Ah Jiu and his uncle in the entire hall.
"Who taught you this?"
Ah Jiu lowered her head and did not speak, because she had promised Wen Xiangxiang not to speak out.
"The old men in Fengge are not good people. If you let them know that you have slipped out of the palace, you will kneel in the black room."
Ah Jiu's eyes lit up, and she stared at Fu Yan with a pouted mouth, "Then I'll tell them that you insulted me."
So on the second day, Ah Jiu knelt down in the small black room, Fu Yan was reprimanded by the elders of Fengge, and of course the initiator Wen Xiangxiang was not much better, he was beaten by Fu Yan and carried back.
Since then, Fu Yan has taught Ah Jiu, and most of them have kept a distance. After all, the old men in Fengge are people who value Ah Jiu's chastity more than the throne, for fear that he will even take Ah Jiu's people away. .
But what he didn't expect was that these pedantic old men actually got enlightened one day and sent Ah Jiu over to knock him down.
But in fact, in Ah Jiu's heart, it's not an easy thing to defeat the uncle. The uncle is calm, and of course it can be described as shameless occasionally, so compared to being thick-skinned, Ah Jiu still thinks Fu Yan is better.
Fu Yan and A Jiu remained in that position until the imperial doctor came over and was stunned for a long time. Xiao Dezi exclaimed before starting to see A Jiu. Fu Yan stood behind A Jiu, tied her hair, and took the hosta again to hold the dragon crown. Wan on her head.
The imperial doctor just came and went respectfully, not even a smear of ointment was left. Ah Jiu was just too casual. After grinding with the imperial doctor for a long time, he did not let him leave the ointment. He said it was a minor injury, and the doctor was so frightened that he shivered.
It was not until Fu Yan said a few words that the imperial physician walked slowly.
"Your Majesty, why are you so self-willed? You were angry just now, but now you are so angry that you won't let me take the medicine. What should I do tomorrow morning?"
But Ah Jiu and Fu Yan ignored him, and just pressed the wound while chatting on their own.
"Are you just angry about the servants' kneeling?" Fu Yan's indifferent sentence was what Ah Jiu was thinking. She was impatient with the servants' kneeling and crying and begging for mercy. Although she was the emperor, she thought that Relatively friendly.
Ever since I was a child, I have never severely punished the people who served her, and these people had been trained by the various division gardens when they were serving her. As everyone knows, how many kings have been wronged by such words.
She played very well with the servants in the palace when she was the prince since she was a child. Because the previous emperor was very fond of her mother-in-law, there was only one mother-in-law in this harem, and she was the only female generation among the royal children.
From a young age, apart from the palace maid and father-in-law around her, she took good care of her. It was not until the late emperor brought Fu Yan back to the palace and raised him like a son that she was like a real brother.
The thing she was most disgusted with was that in the entire palace, apart from the little Dezi beside him, only one uncle knew about it.
After the bleeding stopped, the two of them started to deal with government affairs, but in fact, only Fu Yan was dealing with it. A Jiu sat beside him, eating the tea and cakes brought by Xiao Dezi, and then watched Xiao Dezi go. Standing at the door of the study.
Fu Yan turned over the memorial in his hand, and drew a long vermilion along the ink-colored font, and glanced at A Jiu, who was eating Zhenghuan but shifted his gaze to him from time to time, "Your Majesty's little temperament needs to be changed. changed?"
Ah Jiu was stunned by this question.
This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, it's been like this since Ah Jiu wanted to take back the power of the phoenix. When Fu Yan was dealing with the memorial, Ah Jiu would glance at the memorial from the corner of his eye, and of course he also glanced at it from time to time. The hand and the person holding the memorial.
From the bottom of her heart, she felt that Uncle Huang was very good-looking, and even if he accepted him as the queen, Ah Jiu would not suffer.
Right now, Fu Yan asked A Jiu, A Jiu squeezed the pastry in her hand, rolled her eyes, moved the dragon chair and sat down towards Fu Yan, pulling away from the topic.
"I've always had something I don't understand. I want to ask Uncle Huang, but I'm afraid that Uncle Huang will blame him?" Ah Jiu looked at Uncle Huang sideways.
"Huh?" Fu Yan tilted his body, leaned on the chair and looked at A Jiu, watching her mouth settle, then when A Jiu was about to speak, he reached out and wiped away the pastry crumbs on A Jiu's mouth.
Then Ah Jiu's figure was stunned for a while, and then returned to normal. She felt that Uncle Huang was still very good. Is it wrong to ask
"Why don't you ask? Is it a national matter or a trivial matter of His Majesty?" Fu Yan withdrew his hand and stared at Ah Jiu.
Ah Jiu thought for a while, since it was the matter of the uncle, it should be a matter of national importance, but in terms of her own selfishness, it should be a trivial matter, so she answered rationally, "For the uncle, it is a matter of national importance, but for me It's a trivial matter, so the uncle still wants to listen?"
"Oh?" Fu Yan looked at her sideways, "Your Majesty, come and listen."
Ah Jiu heard something wrong, she is clearly the monarch above ten thousand people, but in this scene, it seems that His Majesty is just a title and has nothing to do with status. Uncle.
"Uncle Huang, you are twenty-eight, why haven't you married yet? Could it be true, as those people said, you..." Ajiu felt that this was wrong, so she closed her mouth embarrassingly.
Fu Yan on the side waited for her for a long time. He didn't hear her speak, so he asked her, "What about me?"
"It's nothing, nothing." Ah Jiu said, waving her hand, and then followed the memorial on Fu Yan's hand and pointed over, "Oh, should this be criticized?"
Fu Yan closed the memorial, tightly clasping A Jiu's outstretched hand in his palm, approached and asked, his thin lips lightly parted, "What did those old ministers say about me?"
Although it was on a different chair, but it was placed at a close distance, Fu Yan's warm tone was sprayed on A Jiu's forehead, A Jiu looked up a little and could see the uncle looking down at her, she blinked, wanting to. He pulled his hand away but was held tightly by Fu Yan, and after struggling, he could only stare at Fu Yan's sharp chin.
"Those old officials said that I don't love beauties and money, but only love Huangquan's little shepherd, right?" He changed his angle and whispered into Ah Jiu's ear.
Ah Jiu's ears tickled, she shrank her neck, leaned back on the chair and raised her chin to stare at Fu Yan, "It was those ministers who said it, not me, why did Uncle Huang come to do this to me? Are you teasing me?"
"Isn't this what Your Majesty wants?" Fu Yan looked at her, her smiling peach eyes seemed to see through her thoughts, and A Jiu felt Xiao Jiu Jiu in her heart. Could it be that they had not yet begun to implement the plan, and they had already been arrested. When it was revealed to Fu Yan, Ah Jiu grinned, secretly lamenting the penetration of Fu Yan's power.
She was leaning on the chair, one hand was tightly held by Fu Yan, the two were close at hand, and their movements were extremely ambiguous. This kind of posture happened to be seen by Wen Xiangxiang, who came in the door, even Xiaodezi. Failing to stop him made him cry out in surprise.
Ah Jiu quickly withdrew her hand and pushed Fu Yan away, coughed a few times, and looked at Wen Xiangxiang and Xiao Dezi who had been hit by a board a few days ago at the door of the study. Fu Yan, who was looking at him from the rest of his eyes, was already silently flipping through the memorial.
"See Your Majesty." Wen Xiangxiang shouted as he knelt on the ground with a plop.
A Jiu clearly saw Wen Xiangxiang's hand with a thumbs up, and the shaking thumb seemed to be Wen Xiangxiang telling her, "A Jiu did a good job, hurry up and throw this traitor Fu Yan down."
Thinking of this, Ah Jiu twitched all over her body. She bared her teeth and looked at Wen Xiangxiang. Before she could call Wen Xiangxiang up, Wen Xiangxiang jumped up on her own, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is not the right time, so I will retire. ."
"Wait, I'm looking for you! You accompany me to see the little prince of Prince Dun's mansion!" She stopped Wen Xiangxiang who was about to go out, got up and smiled at the uncle, "I'll go first Prince Dun's Mansion, this full of court documents will trouble the uncle."
After saying that, he rushed out the door without waiting for Fu Yan to answer.