Looking at her sideways, Yu Wenjie's eyes flickered with dark light.
"The prime minister can be so considerate, I really feel very pleased. If that's the case, then stay and accompany me to read the papers."
"Abiding by the order!" Hua Chun responded, and immediately sat on the other side of the stone table, picked up the booklet and read it very seriously.
However, she still had injuries on her hands, and she couldn't write at all. After reading it for a while, she could only bring it to the emperor, and said with a smile: "This book has to be approved by the emperor's imperial pen."
Yu Wenjie shook his head: "I'm very tired today, and I don't want to change."
what is it now? Hua Chun curled her lips, is it possible that she wants to write with her left hand? This right hand can't write calligraphy, but can you count on the left hand
"If the prime minister can't change it, why not go back first..."
"I have my own way!" She said hastily, "Please, Eunuch Qin, bring some pens and ink."
Eunuch Qin agreed, and after a while, he brought over the top-quality Langhao brush and inkstone. Yu Wenjie watched helplessly as the person in front of him pinched the pen with his left hand, his posture was very strange, and he didn't know what he wrote crookedly.
It's hard work.
"It's too much effort for the prime minister, why don't you go back to the mansion first."
"No effort, no effort!" Hua Chun shook his head again and again: "I'll just get used to it."
Cursing his lips slightly, Yuwen Jiebie started and said, "I'm tired seeing you like this. Since the prime minister wants to change it so much, then stay here and change it slowly. I'll go back to Zichen Hall to watch Huo Zhaoyi dance first."
What? The smile froze on his face, Hua Chun raised his head, and looked at him in disbelief: "Although it is my duty to be loyal to the emperor, but I am so weak and strong, the emperor actually wants to leave me alone to watch a song and dance? "
The emperor said, "Didn't you do it voluntarily?"
"There is nothing wrong with the minister's willingness." Putting down the brush, Hua Chun said solemnly: "If the emperor's behavior is placed on the minister, the minister will naturally not have the slightest dissatisfaction, but if the emperor does the same to other courtiers, I am afraid it will be lost. Your heart."
"Oh?" Yu Wenjie looked at her: "But I only treat you like this, so the prime minister doesn't have to worry that I will lose the hearts of other courtiers."
Huachun: "..."
His grandma's, she really came here with the heart of wanting to get along with the emperor for a long time! Why is Mao Yuwenjie so underwhelmed at this time? Can you die if you speak well? Can!
Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile and said: "Even so, there are many important matters in the booklet that the minister cannot decide, and the emperor needs to be around to give pointers."
"Is that so..." Yu Wenjie pursed his lips and sat down impatiently: "Then hurry up."
"Follow the order."
There are beautiful flowers, grass and scenery in the imperial garden. The emperor looks at the koi in the pond comfortably, and a courtier next to him is sweating profusely writing, the contrast is quite obvious.
It’s okay to exploit labor force like this, but Yu Wenjie, who is cruel and merciless, still asks her every other incense stick: “How much more?”
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
What Huachun has to bear is not only the physical pressure of writing with his left hand, but also the psychological pressure from the shameless emperor.
Eunuch Qin watched silently from a distance, shaking his head.
"Elder-in-law." A little maid came up to him and whispered: "Ms. Huo Zhaoyi is here, is the emperor free?"
Glancing over there, Eunuch Qin shook his head again and again: "No time, tell your master to go back quickly."
"This..." The little maid was in a dilemma: "My master is ready, so I'll just bring you some tea, won't I disturb you?"
"It's right to listen to the miscellaneous family." Qin Gonggong said: "The emperor is busy."
The little maid frowned, and quietly raised her head to glance at the pavilion.
The emperor is sitting leisurely, only Prime Minister Hua is busy beside him, what can't be disturbed here
Due to Eunuch Qin's status, the little maid couldn't say much, so she ran back to find Huo Zhaoyi and reported the situation in a low voice.
"It's Prime Minister Hua again." Huo Zhaoyi was very unhappy: "He is more favored than any concubine in our palace."
The emperor hasn't visited her for several days. If he doesn't visit her again, the Wanbao Palace will be left in limbo.
"It doesn't matter him, let's just go there, Eunuch Qin won't even stop me." Huo Zhaoyi squeezed the veil tightly, "Let's go."
The little palace maid agreed, and went back to the queue of palace maids behind her, and followed her forward.
Yu Wenjie was watching Hua Chun's movements from the corner of his eye, when he suddenly heard Eunuch Qin's raised voice next to him: "Miss Zhaoyi, the emperor is busy now!"
It's Huo Xianrou again, I don't know if he has the courage to get used to it or what, every time he doesn't take Eunuch Qin seriously.
"My concubine pays her respects to the emperor."
His face darkened, but Yu Wenjie didn't say anything.
Hua Chun sneaked a glance at Huo Xianrou. This girl is really not dead. In a sense, Eunuch Qin is the person who represents the emperor's thoughts. He even rushed in regardless of the obstruction. His courage is commendable!
While kneeling on the ground for a stick of incense, Huo Xianrou's heart began to feel chills. Sensing the emperor's displeasure, she quickly whispered: "The concubine is just here to deliver a cup of tea."
"Bring it." Yu Wenjie stretched out his hand.
The maid hurriedly brought tea and handed it over.
The lid of the tea was not even opened, and the emperor put the cup in front of Hua Chun as soon as he changed hands: "The prime minister has worked hard, drink it."
Hua Chun was taken aback, glanced at Huo Zhaoyi, and then at the teacup in front of her, feeling a little wanting to die for a moment.
Yu Wenjie really devoted himself to bringing hatred to her for twenty-five years! Who did she provoke by sitting here? With such a cup of tea, Huo Zhaoyi has to go back and be a villain for her to get needles every day? She is innocent!
The tea given by the emperor can only be drunk. Sighing, Hua Chun picked it up, and took a sip against Huo Zhaoyi's fiery eyes.
Huo Zhaoyi looked at him with ashen face, gritted his teeth, and said, "Prime Minister is so tired, it's time to go back and rest."
"You don't need to say this." Yu Wenjie said: "Huo Zhaoyi, concubines have their own rules. When you entered the palace, did you learn less etiquette?"
Hua Chun secretly rolled her eyes, she was directly brought into the palace by you, learning how to behave like a ghost. What is it called? If you die by yourself, you have to let others take the blame.
She is worthless for Huo Zhaoyi.
Huo Xianrou's face turned red and then turned pale. Seeing the emperor hesitate to speak, she finally said in a low voice: "I know my mistake, so I'll go back and learn from the nuns. My concubine resigns."
With a wave of her hand, the little maid next to her wanted to take away the tea on the table.
"Leave the tea." The emperor didn't lift his eyelids.
Huo Zhaoyi's face turned pale in an instant, and she glanced at him uneasily, and said in a low voice, "This tea cup is a gift from you to my concubine."
You can't lose it here, can you
"When the prime minister finishes drinking, I will have someone send it back to you." The emperor said indifferently: "It would be impolite to take the tea away without waiting for the guest to drink half of it."
Her body froze, Huo Xianrou forced a smile and said, "What the emperor taught me is that the concubine will leave first."
"Yeah." Yu Wenjie nodded.
Looking at Huo Zhaoyi's staggering back, Hua Chun felt very curious, Yu Wenjie treats women so fiercely, and there are so many people in the harem who can't share the rain and dew, really no one will climb the wall to cuckold him or something
"It seems to be raining." Taking a look at the sky, the emperor said: "Go back to Zichen Palace with the booklet and continue watching."
"Hey, good!" Came back to his senses, Hua Chun got up quickly.
Three months is neither long nor short. As long as she gets along well with the emperor, it is best to develop a little relationship. In this way, even if he sees through wearing women's clothing in the future, she has to be sympathetic. There is room for negotiation.
So now, Hua Chun's purpose of battle is to desperately grab the appearance rate in front of the emperor.
A good prime minister should impress the emperor with a serious and responsible work attitude. Adhering to this central idea, after arriving at the Zichen Palace, she scribbled for half an hour, sorting out trivial matters in a table, The booklet also gave the corresponding Zhu criticism, and then wrote out his own suggestions separately.
"Well, well done." The emperor praised her.
Hua Chun was overjoyed, straightened her back, wiped the sweat off her face and said, "This is what I should do."
Yu Wenjie glanced at her: "Your face is very red."
"Ah? Really?" I reached out and touched it, and it seemed a little hot. She stretched out her hand to fan the wind, and tugged at her clothes: "It's going to rain, it's a bit stuffy, and it's getting late, why don't you just rest in the side hall?"
"No." The emperor vetoed it.
Hua Chun's face was broken. Do you want to do this? In fact, she is very used to living in the side hall of Zichen Hall. She was allowed to live well before, why now...
"You need to draw the map of Daliang capital." Yu Wenjie continued, "The Ministry of Household Affairs will use it tomorrow, so you'll catch up on work here tonight, and sleep on the soft couch in the outer hall when you're tired."
Eyes widened, Hua Chun watched helplessly as he pulled a stack of thick sheepskins from the bookshelf next to him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
"Drawing a map...why should I do it?"
Glancing at her, Yu Wenjie said, "No one is more familiar with the streets of this capital city than you."
Hua Chun: "..." It's over, it's Hua Jinghua who is familiar with the streets of the capital, not her!
What should I do? Do you want to draw him the map of Nanjing thousands of years later? She knows that.
Probably because she was too nervous, she felt that her body was getting hot and sweaty, and she was sweating continuously.
"The map is a secret." The emperor didn't notice her abnormality, and turned to look at Eunuch Qin and said: "Take everyone out, I don't have to wait on you tonight, if you need something, I will come forward."
"Yes." Eunuch Qin agreed, led everyone away, and closed the door behind him.
Hua Chun swallowed, and said: "Your Majesty, can I let the minister take a bath first?"
Glancing at her, the emperor got up and said, "Come with me."
The apse of the Zichen Hall occupies a huge area. In addition to the inner and outer halls, there is another place next to it that is covered by a long screen of hundreds of flowers. Looking around, Huachun was dumbfounded.
It turned out to be a pool of hot springs!
It is true that ancient emperors were extravagant and licentious. How much manpower and material resources would it take to attract such a hot spring in the palace!
However, before she had time to condemn anything, Yu Wenjie said: "This is a natural hot spring, and Zichen Palace was chosen here because of it. Usually only I can enjoy it, but since you have to work all night, I can let you bathe here."
What? wash here? Hua Chun shook his head again and again: "No need, no need, I can't afford such an honor, and I don't really want to take a bath, so let's draw a map first."
"Don't you feel hot?" Yu Wenjie looked at her curiously, and moved his eyes down to look at her chest: "The clothes are all soaked."
After being reminded by him, Hua Chun felt hot and sticky all over his body, especially his chest, which was tied tightly, and the corset was wet with sweat.
How can it be so hot
Smiling dryly and waving his hands, Hua Chun said: "I can persevere."
"Okay then." Yu Wenjie didn't force her, just continued to sit at the table with her, he read while she drew pictures.
Before the three sticks of incense time had elapsed, the person next to him writhed like a snake spirit, rubbing against the table not enough, but still rubbing against the chair.
The throat moved slightly, and the emperor glanced at her sideways.
Hua Chun hummed softly, eyes were foggy. Her sanity is still there, but her behavior is obviously not normal. She has seen such symptoms before. In TV dramas, most heroines will be like this when they take aphrodisiacs. After that, it's time to have sex with the male protagonist to enhance the relationship and make the plot a qualitative leap.
It's fine to put this matter on other heroines, and there won't be any major problems. However, at this moment, she was still wearing an official uniform and was doing business. There was only one person beside her, and that was the emperor who held the power of her life and death.
No matter where the aphrodisiac came from, and no matter how powerful it was, even if she died of a blood vessel burst, she wouldn't have the guts to throw Yu Wenjie away.
Psychology really can't beat physiology!
Gritting her teeth, Hua Chun exhausted all her strength to stand up, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I'd better go take a bath."
Then, without waiting for the emperor to react, he rushed straight to the Baihua Screen.
Yu Wenjie raised his eyebrows, put down the book and looked at her back and said, "Are you not afraid anymore?"
Hua Chun was taken aback.
The meaning of these five words is very profound, but her mind is a mess now, she just thinks not to lose her composure in front of the emperor, and there is no time to think about the rest, she nodded and ran behind the screen to start undressing.
The emperor is the lord of the world, he is a man of style, and he will never do things like peeking at people taking a bath.
Comforting herself like this, Hua Chun took off her underwear, pulled off her corset, and jumped into the water quickly.
"Wow-"
Hearing this voice, Yu Wenjie said calmly: "The hot springs are quite effective for many diseases. The only thing to pay attention to is, don't go there when you are angry, it will hurt your body."
The half-lived and half-dead classmate Hua Chun who was floating in the pool could no longer hear him speak.
The heat on his body did not decrease, but was made hotter by the hot spring. Hua Chun lay on the cobblestone next to him, with his face pressed against the stone, and said in a chaotic voice, "I might be dying."
"Do you want me to save you?" Someone asked in the ear.
This voice is really nice, in line with her aesthetics of voice control. Hua Chun smiled, subconsciously said: "Okay."
Then her whole body was fished out of the pool.
Naked, was fished out.