It was noon, and the sun shone brightly, and even in this December, it made people sweat overflow from their foreheads.

After Ayu waited outside for a while, Xiao Liuzi walked out quickly, smiled at Ayu friendly, and bent her waist than before: "Miss Ayu, the emperor let you in."

Ayu noticed his changes and her eyes flashed slightly. She suddenly remembered Xiao Lizi's previous words.

She followed Xiao Liuzi and walked in, her heart was beating to her throat. Xiao Liuzi quickly stopped. Ayu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she walked up alone, knelt down in the middle of the hall, and held the silver plate to her head:

"I wish you a blessing to the emperor."

Yang De took the silver plate over, but no one asked her to get up. Ayu didn't know what this meant, so she knelt there and felt uneasy.

After Yang De presented the silver plate, he led everyone back.

The palace gate was gently covered, making a subtle sound, and Ayu felt her heart pounding.

Feng Yu had no intention of handling government affairs, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the woman under the steps with his eyes closed.

It was still the black black hair and a silver hairpin was tied to it. It was the most common outfit in this palace.

"Come on."

There were no one else in the hall, and these words were self-evident to anyone. The guess became true. Ayu muttered in her heart. She moved, stood up, and stepped up the steps with some courage, stepping closer to the bright yellow desk step by step.

Finally stepping up to the highest level, she didn't have the courage to get closer and stopped hesitantly.

Even when she got here, she still didn't dare to look up at the sage.

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Suddenly, her jaw was hooked up, exactly the same as that day.

She shivered hard.

The pain of the day plate hitting her body was enough to remember her. The wound that had been healed felt a faint pain when she raised her eyes and saw the Holy Scene.

The eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, as delicate as charming, and they were indeed the person that night.

Feng Yu let go of his hand: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ayu's whole body stiffened, feeling that his words were obviously in vain.

Who among the Yu Kingdom is not afraid of him?

Feng Yu obviously thought of this, so he sat back and said, "Come here."

Ayu pinched her pink fingertips, paused, then lowered her head, walked to him, and knelt down.

After quiet for a while, Feng Yu asked her: "What did you say when Rong Ping asked you to come?"

What did you say?

Those few words did not mention what happened at this time at all.

But if the master didn't guess in advance, she would definitely not believe it.

She guessed the meaning of the emperor, and when she spoke again, her voice changed, and the originally crisp sound softened: "Master said, let me send the ginseng soup to the front of the emperor."

Ayu has no complicated thoughts. If the emperor really likes her, she will never refuse.

Feng Yu twisted his fingertips, his eyes darkened a little: "Didn't you say anything next to him?"

Ayu bit her lower lip and told the truth: "No."

Feng Yu narrowed her drooping face.

In fact, the appearance of Concubine Shu was also extremely popular. When Feng Yu first met, he was also amazed. Therefore, this favor lasted for three years.

Feng Yu's fingertips fell on her face and rubbed them carefully.

He thought it was still different.

Ayu's eyelashes trembled slightly. For the first time, she was so close to someone. Her fingers were pressed against her face and stroking them carefully at the corner of her lips. The force was very light, but it made her froze in the original place.

The red clouds suddenly popped up on the cheeks like fire, burning the ears and cheeks, and a spring color spread straight into the clothes.

All the care and care of the past was burned by this ball of fire.

I don’t know how long it took, but when Ayu couldn’t help biting her lip, she heard her say to her predecessors: “Get up.”

Ayu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and stood up quickly. After kneeling for a long time, her knees trembled, but she stood steadily, with no strangeness on her face.

"Go back and tell Rongpin that the lights of Yujing Palace will be lighted in the evening."

Lighting the lamp means serving the bed, Ayu looked at him in surprise.

When I saw his cold eyebrows and eyes, I suddenly understood what he meant.

A biting cold suddenly rose in my heart.

She had thought it was wrong before.

The master Rong did not offer her to the emperor.

Instead, she made a deal with the emperor.

Ayu's face turned pale.

I was still a human being when I offered her, but now I am not even as good as an object.

This truth embarrassed her a little.

After a long silence, she barely lowered her head and lowered her eyelids: "I remember it."

After saying that, she stepped down respectfully.

The emperor did not stop her. Ayu walked out of Qiankun Palace and felt a pain in her palm. She loosened her fingertips, gently pulled the corners of her mouth, and silently walked towards Yujing Palace.

Little Lizi stopped her in front of the door. Seeing her pale face, she quickly asked her worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"

Ayu held her back all the way, and at this moment she finally couldn't help but blushed: "Brother Li Zi, do you think he is a slave, isn't a human at all?"

Little Lizi didn't know what happened to her trip, but he was a little hoarse and couldn't say anything comforting for a while.

In the eyes of some masters, slaves are not treated as human beings.

"You have always been smart and can always find a way out." Little Lizi had no other choice but to comfort her.

Ayu raised her hand and wiped her tears. Little Lizi immediately frowned when she saw the wound on her palm:

"You are unhappy and just hold the veil, why bother hurting yourself?"

Ayu felt wronged: "I forgot."

At that time, she was just trying to calm herself down, so she could not care about whether she was holding a handkerchief or a palm?

She rubbed the wound with a veil, exhaled deeply, and smiled: "I'll go to the front of my master to report."

Little Lizi frowned and looked at her movements.

She used to love those hands the most, but now she has forgotten the discomfort in her heart. When she really gets hurt, she may feel so uncomfortable.

Little Lizi watched her enter the main hall, and then he had no choice but to search for Zhou Qi, asking her to remember to apply medicine to Ayu at night.

After Ayu passed the message to the master, Rong Ping's expression was a little complicated, and she couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow. She fell on the couch a little powerlessly, not even the trouble to find Ayu.

Ayu took the opportunity to retreat.

What happened today finally left traces in her heart.

Even if you have a humble background, you should not be able to use it in every way, and you will not even have the power to resent.

A Yumu returned to the wing room with a face, and Zhou Qi was waiting there with the ointment.

After the palms were covered with plaster, Ayu gradually came back to her senses and held her eyelashes: "What Brother Li Zi told you?"

Zhou Qi nodded: "He asked me to tell you, think twice when acting so as not to regret it later."

Little Lizi's original intention was to say that she had injured her hand, but Ayu's eyes changed a few times when she heard it.

She suppressed her mind and replied in a low voice: "I understand, please tell him not to worry."

She came back from the end of Si Shi and stayed in the wing room until night fell and did not go out.

A moment of movement came, and Ayu knew that the saint had arrived.

She buried her head in her pillow, thinking about what happened in the Qiankun Palace, and felt ashamed and ashamed.

The door of the wing room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Qi hurried in: "Sister Ayu, hurry up! Master asked you to enter the palace to serve you!"

Ayu suddenly pinched the ebony bed. Her movements were too sudden. Her nails hit the head of the bed and broke them directly. A heart-wrenching pain surged over her fingertips. Ayu let out a light cry, gritting her teeth with hatred.

Zhou Qi stepped forward in panic: "Sister, what are you doing!"

"No one who kills people like this!"

Ayu pursed her mouth and made a resentment, her nose was slightly sore, but she felt that she was crying too much today, and forced herself to hold back the tears in her eyes.

Zhou Qi stood there helplessly without knowing what happened.

A blood beads emanated from Ayu's fingertips, and she took them directly into her mouth. The smell of blood spread in her mouth. Her face turned pale and she almost vomited.

Zhou Qi felt so distressed that she didn't want to urge her, but after a while, another person came from the wing room and hurriedly urged: "Sister Ayu, the master is looking for you, hurry up!"

Thinking of Miaoqin's face just now, the little palace maid didn't dare to delay, and didn't notice what was happening in the room. She pulled Ayu's arm and ran out.
To be continued...