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Chapter 26(1/2)

There was white smoke rising from the jade incense burner in the hall, but it was silent for a long time without movement. Ayu waited for a while, and finally couldn't help but look up quietly. She had just raised her head and fell to her feet as soon as she folded the book, and the white smoke turned in circles.

Ayu's whole body trembled and she subconsciously took a step back until she touched something at her feet. She immediately came back to her senses and stopped her steps.

What she met was not the other person, but the lunch box that Zhou Qi left when she left.

Even so, she still made some noise. Feng Yu raised his head from the imperial desk. The anger in his eyes had not yet dissipated. Ayu was shocked by the coldness in his eyes.

In this case, she didn't dare to speak, and her pinched fingertips turned white.

The woman below seemed to be frightened. Feng Yu paused slightly, and after a moment he returned to his usual calmness. He said coldly: "Why are you here?"

When he said this, he threw the note in his hand.

When Ayu was still hesitating about how to reply, the man above spoke again: "Come up."

Ayu looked at him timidly, then lowered her eyebrows and walked up the steps with her lunch box. She didn't even look at the note thrown at her feet.

After getting up the steps, Ayu did not stand still as she used to. She calmed her mind and walked to the man, raised her hand and put it on his shoulder, pressed it gently, and softened her voice:

"Why is the emperor so angry?"

Feng Yu leaned in his position, pinching his eyebrows lightly, without answering her.

Ayu didn't care either. Her fingertips pressed from the man's shoulder to the neck. It was the most vulnerable place and the only place where the man was exposed outside his clothes. As soon as her delicate fingertips were stroked, Feng Yu frowned his eyebrows and let go as if nothing had happened the next moment.

Seeing that his expression seemed to be better than before, Ayu breathed a sigh of relief. After pinching for a while, she felt her fingers sour and gradually stopped.

Feng Yu looked up at her, Ayu bit her lower lip and opened the lunch box she brought:

"I brought the emperor a sour plum soup, and after a while, it will be no good."

It was because the weather was hot and the iced sour plum soup would not taste the same when it melted.

Seeing that she was lazy and wanted to make excuses, Feng Yu gently pulled the corner of his mouth and asked her with a sarcasm: "You did this work as well before?"

Ayu paused her hands with a spoon, but she didn't seem to hear what he meant. She scooped a spoonful of sour plum soup and held it on the corner of the man's mouth:

"Your Majesty, can you taste it to the taste?"

Feng Yu pushed her hand away: "It's all the soup from the imperial kitchen, how can there be a difference?"

Ayu was caught off guard and almost couldn't hold her hands steady, causing the soup to drip all over the man. She put the spoon into the soup bowl without any danger and bit her lips lightly, but she couldn't refute the man's words.

The kitchen is not something she can have. Where can these foods come from besides the imperial kitchen?

She turned her eyes, pouted, and acted coquettishly at the man:

"The emperor is so unreasonable. I have some thoughts in this soup, so how can it taste the same?"

Who is unreasonable? Feng Yu glanced at her, and after she made such a fuss, the anger in his heart really dissipated.

Ayu put the soup bowl on the imperial table, and then brought out the iced cherries from the box, and looked at the man pitifully:

"This is not from the imperial kitchen. The emperor should also try it out, right?"

The beauty twisted the purple cherry at her fingertips. She looked at her and felt saliva from her mouth. Feng Yu didn't know what she thought of, and his eyes were a little darker. He leaned back to his position and pushed the woman's hand away, smiling:

"Give me what I reward you to please me?"

Ayu was stunned, her face turned slightly red, and she suddenly threw the cherry into her mouth and muttered:

"I'm all over the palace, and all the items in the palace are rewarded by the emperor. I just want to make the emperor happy, but the emperor always makes things difficult for me."

She deliberately softened her voice and slowed down with a hint of resentment. As soon as she finished speaking, she gently opened her red lips and spit out the seeds. The tip of her tongue pressed against her lips, revealing the bones and scented.

Feng Yu suddenly took her jaw, lowered his head and kissed her, bit the tip of his tongue that had not yet been retracted, and tasted the sour and sweet cherry smell.

After a while, he let go of the woman's jaw, rubbed her fingertips lightly across the corner of her lips, and chuckled:

"It's really good."

I don’t know if it’s praising cherries or people.

Ayu didn't expect that he would come like this. Her eyes were bright red at the ends, and she covered her face with one hand and showed her eyes slightly. She seemed to be shy and shy, but she relied on the absence of anyone, boldly and wantonly: "Is the emperor praising me?"

The contradictions are so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

Feng Yu glanced at her faintly: "Do you think you can surpass the tribute of the imperial court?"

Ayu sat down halfway, supported the man's knees, looked at the man with her white face, her eyes as if filled with stars, she said:

"Although cherries are a tribute, they can enjoy more than the emperor, but I am the only one who belongs to the emperor, so I am naturally more precious."

After saying that, she pulled the man's sleeve and shook it gently: "Your Majesty, do you think it's right or not?"

Feng Yu was troubled by her words. Since childhood, he has never seen such a shameless woman.

The woman was still trying to get an answer, and Feng Yu was helpless: "Okay, just say it, what are you doing in front of the imperial court?"

He thought he knew the woman in his arms and would not go to the Three Treasures Palace for no reason. In the past, when he was still in Yujing Palace, he would either come to the front of the imperial palace, or he would either ask her to come or she wanted to anger Rongpin to come by himself.

Since moving out of Yujing Palace, I have never seen her again in front of the emperor.

Ayu paused slightly, weakly retracted her hand, twisted her tender white fingertips, and then the shyness seemed to spread into her clothes. She lowered her head and said in a soft voice:

"I'm sorry, I... I suddenly remembered something..."

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "What's the matter?"

The hall was silent, and Ayu silently took out something from her sleeve, a celadon jade bottle that was less than the size of a palm.

Feng Yu was stunned for no reason, and then his face turned dark.

He sneered twice: "Who taught the rules when you entered the palace?"

Before I took the bed, although I was a little braver, I was still following the rules, but now I am becoming more and more dissatisfied.

He personally praised the cream, so he naturally knew its function. Therefore, as soon as he saw it, he remembered the scorching pain behind him that day. Although it hurt, it was within the scope of endurance.

When she was in bed for the first time, she scratched him, which was still an accident, but that time was already the third time.

Ayu lowered her head even more and bit her lip and asked, "The Emperor really wants to know?"

Feng Yu just glanced at her lightly, Ayu pursed her lips and said weakly: "It's...Madam Yang."

The Madam Yang she said was not someone else, but the personal Madam beside the Queen Mother.

The year Ayu entered the palace, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the harem was in chaos. The empress dowager specially sent Mama Yang to train the palace maids. Ayu was lucky enough to catch up with that time and was praised by Mama Yang.

Feng Yu's expression paused slightly and looked at her suspiciously.

Since he was young, Madam Yang has been serving his mother with her husband. It goes without saying that the rules are. Could this person be taught by Madam Yang?

Ayu was uncomfortable when he saw her, and she blushed and said:

"Madam Yang only taught me the rules of being a palace maid, but she never taught me how to serve the bed..."

When Ayu said this, she was embarrassed to say anything further. She lowered her head and held up the soup bowl in embarrassment. She stirred the spoon gently and drank it herself in a quiet voice.

Feng Yu almost laughed in anger.

He didn't want to see this unruly anymore, so he pinched his eyebrows and said, "Come."

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Yang De walked in quickly, glanced at the hall, and almost stopped breathing.

Is this Yu Cairen here to deliver food to the emperor? Or is he here to let the emperor watch her eat?

He wiped the sweat from his forehead without a trace: "Master?"

"Send the meal." Feng Yu glanced at him impatiently: "Clean the ground."

Yang De responded quickly and threw a gratitude look at Chao Yu Cairen. No matter what method he used, as long as he could make the emperor no longer angry.

Ayu looked at him in surprise: "The emperor hasn't eaten yet?"

After saying that, she frowned again: "No matter how busy the government is, the emperor cannot ignore his body!"

The palace servants who kept walking in were accompanied by her words. She followed the emperor out of the main hall, and the table was filled with Linlang meals.

Feng Yu said lightly when he sat down:

"I just used so much soup, so I shouldn't be hungry, right?"

Ayu was stunned for a while before hesitating: "What the emperor said is."

She wasn't hungry, she was just thinking about the emperor's words.

The longer she spent with the emperor, the more she found that the emperor was not much more stingy than the women in the harem, and she was so stingy.

After finally waiting for him to eat, Ayu hurriedly took Zhou Qi back.

She didn't need to come to the imperial court to stimulate Rongpin. If she hadn't suddenly remembered that, she really didn't want to go this trip.

When he returned to Xianyun Palace, when he passed by Zhuoyun Tower, Ayu paused, and glanced inadvertently before continuing to walk forward.

In Zhuoyun Building, Meiren Xu looked at the dishes on the table and asked expressionlessly: "Is she back?"

"Yes." Luo Yun answered a little hesitantly.

The master and servant of Yin Yage took their things to the imperial court and returned empty-handed. They obviously delivered the food in. What's more, they only came back at this time. You can imagine where they were after so long.

Meiren Xu stared at the table for a long time before she said lightly: "Retreat."

"But, but, master, you haven't used it yet..."
To be continued...
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