When Ayu stepped into Yin Ya Pavilion, there was silence inside.

Ayu couldn't help but take a step back and asked in a low voice: "When did the emperor come?"

"Following Eunuch Yang's words, I came here after the court was dispersed."

The emperor had been waiting in the palace for a long time. She saw that her master did not return for a long time, so she went out to find someone. If she had known that such a thing would happen, she would not go out.

Zhou Qi pursed her lips tightly, regretting and blaming herself in her heart, feeling that she had caused trouble again.

"Master, I won't go out in the future."

She stayed in Yin Yage in the future. Rong Ping was not shameless and went to Yin Yage in person to make things difficult for her.

Ayu felt ache: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

No one likes to be trapped in one place forever. Zhou Qi once yearned for the vast world outside the palace. Now it is enough to be trapped in this harem.

She took a deep breath and pinched her palms, which made her feel pain.

The hall was quiet, and everyone serving Yin Yage stood outside the palace, with only Yang De serving him.

Ayu walked up the steps with a crisp smile, looked at the little Liuzi standing outside the door, and asked in a low voice: "Eunuch Liu, is the emperor inside?"

Xiao Liuzi's face was filled with smiles and bent down: "Master of talent, don't let the slaves die. The emperor has been waiting for talent for a long time. Talents should come in quickly!"

Ayu didn't dare to waste any more time and hurriedly stepped in.

When she went in, Feng Yu was holding the book, leaning on the soft couch, looking around carelessly.

The ice basin behind the screen was filled with a hint of coolness, neither warm nor cool, and very comfortable.

As soon as she came in, Feng Yu raised his head and glanced at her: "How long is the road from Kunhegong to your Yin Yage?"

While speaking, the book in his hand was still flipping slowly, and his eyes fell on it from time to time.

Ayu looked at his movements and her face stiffened for a moment. The book was actually a story book, something she used to pass the time when she recovered from her injuries.

It records the story of a rich lady from a scholar who is taking the exam. It is clichéd, but it can't stand it and looks good.

She stiffened her body, bowed her knees and bowed, feeling guilty: "Your Majesty..."

Feng Yu threw away the book and smiled as if he was smiling: "Okay, don't be restless, come here and explain to me where the book comes from?"

As for how she can read? There are no laws in this dynasty that women are not allowed to read, so Feng Yu was too lazy to ask more questions.

But what he was curious about was how this kind of thing appeared in the palace?

Ayu lowered her head embarrassedly, and slowly moved closer to him, thinking about saying: "It's...it's the pile of things that the emperor rewarded..."

After the words came, she snuggled up to the man and quietly pushed the book away.

Feng Yu pulled the corner of his mouth: "Yang De, go check if there are any of these things in the items I rewarded Yu Cairen--"

Ayu's face turned red and she quickly stopped him: "No, no, my master, I know I'm wrong!"

Yang De lowered his head and did not participate in this excitement. The emperor deliberately teased Master Yu, so he would not interrupt without a wink.

Feng Yu glanced at her, and Ayu lowered her head and stammered:

"I was too bored during my recovery period, so I looked at these..."

"That's right, it's brought from the palace servants..."

Her voice became less and less, and her confidence almost disappeared. Finally, she begged for mercy and looked at the man with her eyes open.

The beauty's gentle and small gesture made the man in the world melt their hearts. This person who was used to seeing the beauty was so hard that he slapped his heart and pulled out his arm without any movement, and said coldly:

"You are so bold."

Ayu poked her lips, snorted softly, and acted coquettishly.

Feng Yu was too lazy to see her, so he turned to Yang De: "Go and pass on the meal."

Ayu didn't know what he meant to expose the matter. She snuggled up to his shoulder and rubbed gently, smiling so hard that her eyes were curved, which could make people feel soft.

After Yang De stepped down, Feng Yu hugged the man and lay back on the soft couch. The woman asked him in a pity:

"How could the emperor see me today?"

Feng Yu was in a good mood today because good news came from Quzhou. When he first went to court, he suddenly remembered the injuries on this man's body. Thinking that there was nothing wrong, he came over to take a look.

Feng Yu hugged her with one hand, and did not answer this sentence, but asked, "Is the injury healed?"

Ayu's cheek was shy and she poked his chest with her fingertips: "Thanks to the medicine sent by the emperor, I'm already cured."

Her last words were almost spoken in a breath sound, and the warm breath hit the man's neck, carrying some moisture and staining his ears.

Feng Yu paused, his eyes darkened slightly. He used to hold the woman's hand, but he might as well hear the woman gasp.

He frowned and said lightly: "Hand out."

Ayu trembled her eyelashes and slowly stretched out her left hand.

Feng Yu hit her: "The other one."

After pausing, Ayu bit her lip and said weakly: "Your Majesty, I'm fine..."

Feng Yu raised his eyes and looked at her, looking quite impatient.

Ayu was so scared that she shivered and immediately stretched out her hand.

My originally fair hands were red and swollen at this time, and it was not very obvious in front of Kunhe Palace, but it looked even worse at this time.

It hurts, it doesn't hurt too much.

The pain was much better than the previous pain when Rong Peng hit her forehead with a cup.

What's more, this is her hitting someone, and even if her hands hurt, her heart will be comfortable.

But her hands were tender, and she knew that the emperor liked her hands. Every time she was sleeping, men always had to play with them. After that, she even kept them delicate and smooth, which made the situation on her hands look much more terrifying.

Feng Yu closed his eyes and looked at it, and the softness of the eyebrows faded.

He is not blind.

He could see how this injury came about.

No wonder I dare to show it.

He looked at the woman, pulled the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Where is the majesty?"

Ayu's face suddenly changed, tears flowed in her eyes, and she turned red quietly, and she pulled the man's sleeve weakly: "Master, are you angry with me?"

Feng Yu waved her hand away, and told her calmly with a cold face:

"I don't like people who are arrogant because of favor."

Look at the things she did after serving the bed, nothing was worry-free!

The woman's rosy cheeks instantly faded away from blood. She paled her face slightly and knelt directly on the soft couch: "I don't dare."

She almost faded her pampering in an instant, and then returned to her timidity when she first met, with her eyes full of caution and at a loss.

Feng Yu was upset when he saw it.

He knew in his heart that this woman was different from the rest of the harem.

She is not polite and has not been taught by aristocratic families. She will not be gentle and obedient like those girls of aristocratic families. Even when she is a palace maid, she is beautiful and kind-hearted, so she only does the first two words.

He never thought about letting this person suddenly learn the trick of a noble girl, let alone let her be kind.

Feng Yu frowned. He always subconsciously felt that this person could not do anything, and he involuntarily asked her down a little.

It was at this moment that she looked pitiful, except for her upset, her anger dissipated a lot.

He asked her coldly: "Tell me, is the injury on my hand coming again?"

Ayu looked at him timidly, lowered her head and did not dare to approach him, and whispered to tell the whole story and the consequences, and tears fell from fear:

"I know I'm wrong, but I'm afraid..."

She couldn't help but call her indiscriminately. Feng Yu felt a headache when he heard it, and he didn't have the intention to remind her anything.

He was a little angry and laughed: "A palace maid is worthy of your encounter with Rongpin?"

Ayu suddenly looked up, met his gaze, and shed tears in a daze:

"But I was a palace maid. If it weren't for her, I would have died long ago! The emperor didn't know..."

She was beaten to the top thirty boards at the beginning. If it weren't for Zhou Qi's careful care, she wouldn't be able to survive!

Feng Yu said hoarsely, obviously remembering the way she looked like she was lying on the bed and was in danger.

He glanced out and said lightly: "She is the one you want to bring with you when you left Yujing Palace?"

Ayu sobbed: "The emperor knows everything, but he still asks me..."

Feng Yu pinched the tip of his eyebrows and looked at her crying in anger, with some headache:

"I didn't blame you again. What kind of morality does it mean to be heard by others?"

Ayu turned her head, choked with a voice, and felt aggrieved as if her throat was sore: "My identity is unbearable. Whether it is a concubine or a palace servant, she looks down on me, and she hears it. How can she be worse!"

The woman was sobbing and sobbing, and tears fell on him. When he saw her crying the most fiercely, it seemed that it was all because of him.
To be continued...