Ye Qing and Madam Fang's faces changed.

"When did it happen?" Ye Qing asked.

"I heard that I got up last night and accidentally fell when I passed by the pool where I was washing clothes. When I was discovered this morning, the corpse was soaked white." Zi Zhu remembered the body of Yuzhu that she saw, and was still a little scared.

"Is it Yuzhu?" asked Madam Fang.

Zi Zhu focused heavily: "I went to see it myself, it was Yuzhu."

A little clue that I finally found was broken again.

The person behind the scenes is far more meticulous than Ye Qing imagined.

She suddenly felt that Shengong was really a place to eat people.

Madam Fang saw Ye Qing’s concern and said, “Don’t worry, Empress, since she is a little devil, she will always show her strength.”

Ye Qing nodded, and his heart was still a little heavy.

Why is it so difficult to be a salted fish that is eating and waiting to die?

Because of this, Zhaoyang Palace could not help but be covered with dark clouds, but the dark cloud disappeared completely when Anfu came in the evening.

To be precise, Zi Zhu and other servants from Zhaoyang Palace were smiling happily, and Ye Qing was shrouded in darkness.

An Fu brought a verbal order to serve the bed.

Ye Qing's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The dog emperor would not bring him to the river and burn the bridge like this!

She was still talking to the Queen Mother in front of him during the day. Is he repaying kindness with grudges?

This oral statement made Madam Fang, who had always been tense, smile on her face.

The entire Zhaoyang Palace's lower body seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and everyone walked with wind and their smiles were almost cracking to their ears.

Ye Qing was pushed to the bath by Zizhu, mixed warm soup and milk to bathe, and then applied scent after taking a shower.

Ye Qing felt like he was a piece of fat that could be washed and put into the pot directly, so he was so timid.

Madam Fang was an old man in the palace. Seeing that Ye Qing was still childish in her eyebrows, she felt pity for her and was afraid that she would suffer, so she asked a few palace maids to massage her to activate her tibia.

Ye Qing was already embarrassed. After several palace maids followed Madam Fang's instructions to massage her and left, Madam Fang also mentioned some things she needed to pay attention to when traveling to the room.

Even though he is a modern young woman at heart, Ye Qing, who has been single for more than 20 years, still blushed and bleeding quickly.

At this time, she was still trying to find a reason to make excuses.

"Madam, my menstrual affairs may be coming in these days." Ye Qing held a little hope.

Madam Fang said, "My lady, don't be nervous. I've looked at Zizhu for my menstrual work. I'll have more than ten days to come for my menstrual work."

Ye Qing silently lowered his head, pulled out his jewelry box, and found an extra sharp hairpin and inserted it into his hair bun.

Although the dog emperor looks like a human being, if he still feels so bad at that time, he will die together.

Ye Qing was waiting as if she was waiting to put the oil pan, and she couldn't stand till the moon was on the willows.

A luxurious sedan chair carried by sixteen people was parked in front of the Zhaoyang Palace gate. Two red lanterns were hung in front of the sedan chair, which was a symbol of sleeping.

The rules in the palace: the first time the concubines served in bed, they had to go to the emperor's bedroom, Zhaode Hall, where the concubines were sitting in a sedan chair carried by four people, and the concubines were following the sedan chair carried by two people.

The queen is the mother of a country and does not need to follow this rule.

It is precisely because of this decentness that many concubines have squeezed their heads and want to climb to the position of the queen.

An Fu came to greet Ye Qing in person, with a very respectful expression: "The border is unstable and the state is busy. Your Majesty really can't get the time to come over. He ordered the old slave to come and pick up the queen to Zhaode Hall."

It’s chilly spring and the night is cool.

The clothes Zizhu and Madam Fang chose for Ye Qing were beautiful, but they were a little cold in their clothes.

Wrapped in a thick cloak, Ye Qing sat in the sedan chair with Zi Zhu and Madam Fang's smiles tremblingly.

Madam Fang is an old man in the palace. She also took the initiative to show off her face and gave An Fu a bulging purse, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Eunuch An."

"It should be." An Fu pushed his purse back. He and Madam Fang used to serve the queen mother. Madam Fang had mentioned him a lot back then. Later, he followed the emperor. Although the two had fewer relationships, their friendship was always there.

The sedan chairman had excellent feet, and Ye Qing didn't even feel any bumps and arrived at Zhaode Hall.

The little palace maid led Ye Qing into the hall and stopped at the entrance of the inner hall.

"We cannot enter Your Majesty's bedroom, so the Empress can go in by yourself." The little palace maid said respectfully.

Not allowing the palace maids to enter the palace? Ye Qing asked casually: "Who does Your Majesty serve His daily life?"

"When I go back to the Queen, I am serving the father-in-law Heshun and the few eunuchs under my command." The little palace maid replied.

This answer surprised Ye Qing a bit.

She turned the palace maid away and entered the bedroom by herself. The dog emperor's bedroom was not as luxurious as she thought. It was a big bed and a small table with a stack of snacks on the small table. Behind the small table was a row of bookshelfs against the wall, and the bookshelf was filled with books.

The dog emperor has an imperial study room, so why does he still have such a large place to put books in his bedroom?

Although Ye Qing was curious, he was afraid that Xiao Jue would come in for a while and did not dare to go over and see.

She glanced at the big bed and sat upright on the edge of the bed like a bride.

I only found that the bed was hard and uncomfortable at all when I sat on it.

The dog emperor wouldn't abuse himself like this, right?

Ye Qing was confused and sat patiently for half an hour. The ancient half hour was equivalent to the modern hour, and she felt her neck was sore.

Ye Qing moved his neck in a small curve and looked at the door. It was quiet outside, and there was no sign of anyone coming in.

After sitting wither for about a quarter of an hour, her neck and back were sore, and her stomach was so hungry.

Because of the trouble of being accused of sleeping, Ye Qing didn't even have a few bites of dinner.

Madam Fang said she was afraid that she would get up here at night and didn't let her drink too much water.

Ye Qing felt that he was miserable enough to be a queen.

She looked at the pastry on the small table opposite her. What, eating a piece wouldn't be discovered, right?

In the end, hunger defeated reason. Ye Qing, who was hungry, stretched his paws to the pastries on the table.

If you have the first piece of dessert, you will have the second piece of dessert.

At the back, Ye Qing found a book on the bookshelf while eating.

Most of the books on this bookshelves are about the way of governing the country, and there are also several lonely books of military books.

Ye Qing asked himself that his sentiment was not so elegant, and he only chose the unofficial history and read it with relish.

The consequence of eating while reading books is that you don’t know it after eating all the snacks.

Ye Qing looked at the plate with only some snacks left, and felt that the manager of Zhaode Palace was too ignorant.

Just a small plate, she only had enough stuff to hold such a small amount of things. If the dog emperor was hungry, it would be strange if he could eat enough.

Ye Qing looked at the empty plate and wanted to find a place to hide it, but although the plate was small, there was really no place to hide it.

If the little eunuchs pack up tomorrow, she will be the only one who stays here except the Dog Emperor, and then she will lose all her face.

If the plate was just placed like this, Ye Qing felt embarrassed when he looked at it.

After thinking about it, she had to walk out of the inner hall with a noble and cold expression on her face.

"What are the instructions of the Empress?" The palace maid guarding the door immediately asked respectfully when she saw her coming out.

"The snacks in Your Majesty's Palace and the appetite of my palace will be ordered to regain a piece of cake." After saying this, Ye Qing turned his head back to the inner hall, leaving only the palace maid with a noble and cold back.

Soon, a little eunuch came in and re-stocked a plate of snacks and removed the empty plate from the previous one.

He is worthy of being the one who served the emperor. Seeing this, the little eunuch had no other emotions on his face except respect.

Ye Qing was very satisfied and felt that the palace ladies here were so sensible. The fact that she had eaten a plate of snacks should not be passed on to the dog emperor.

At the same time, in the side hall of Zhaode Hall, the emperor was reviewing memorials with a light.

An Fu was waiting beside him, glanced at the sky, remembering the queen who was still waiting in the bedroom, and said boldly: "Your Majesty, it's already midnight, I'll have to rest tomorrow, so let's take a break."

"The border is in urgent need, these memorials cannot be delayed." Xiao Jue's eyes were already bloodshot. He rubbed his eyebrows exhaustedly and ordered: "An Fu, give me a cup of strong tea."

"This..." An Fu hesitated for a while and reminded: "His Majesty has forgotten that today is the day for the Empress to serve her bed."

Xiao Jue paused his hand and spoke with some interest: "How is the queen's side?"

"I heard from the people who served me that I had passed on the snack once, but nothing else was." An Fu replied.

"Dimm sum?" Xiao Jue thought the answer was quite strange.

He hasn't been there for so long, shouldn't that woman try every means to inquire about him?

Tsk, the woman successfully caught his attention.

Putting down the pen, Xiao Jue said, "Go and take a look."

Although it was just such a sentence, An Fu was already smiling happily.

Ye Qing held a history and sat cross-legged on the chair. He was so sleepy that he was so sleepy that he was pecking rice with a chicken.

When Xiao Jue came in, he did not let the palace servants inform him, and when he stepped into the inner hall, he saw this scene.
To be continued...