The young master who wears the book, please have mercy [Story of Yanxi Palace]

Erqing blinked her eyes and still didn't understand the point of his sudden outburst, "I've been working here for so long, so I know it."

Yuan Chunwang pulled her wrist over without answering, soaped her carefully, and then brought a bucket of water to rinse her off.

After her hands were clean as before, he let go of Erqing's hand with a sigh of relief.

"Yuan Chunwang, what's the matter with you?" Er Qing withdrew her hand, somewhat puzzled.

Yuan Chunwang's beautiful eyebrows and eyes are still faint, "Now you are neither Xin Zheku's maid, nor did you need to come here in the past."

After he finished speaking, Fang turned around and carried the Gong bucket to the car.

"Since you say that, then I won't come here in the past." Er Qing stood behind him and raised her voice

Where she couldn't see, Yuan Chun's star-like eyes suddenly dimmed.

His throat was slightly astringent, as if he had exhausted all his strength to spit out the word "good".

Er Qing only thought that he was still angry with her, and couldn't help but bend her lips, dimples appeared faintly on both sides of her fair cheeks.

"Because I want to pick you up, and if you are not in Xinzheku in the future, there is no need for me to come."

Yuan Chunwang's hands froze, and the cold mask on his soft and handsome face loosened, "...what did you say?"

Er Qing went around to his front and poked his pretty cheek, "You forgot what I said at the beginning, but I didn't forget. I will cover you from now on, are you willing to go with me?"

"You, you mean to take me out of the palace?" Yuan Chunwang's long and narrow phoenix eyes showed three points of disbelief.

Er Qing nodded slightly, Yuan Chunwang still hated the emperor, if he was left in the palace, sooner or later, with his mind, he would still cause a catastrophe.

It turned out that Yuan Chunwang was just a cold character in the book to her, and she didn't care about his miserable fate, because he and herself were just cannon fodder for Wei Yingluo's promotion all the way.

But now that she has only been with him for ten days, she has already regarded him as her younger brother.

How could Erqing watch him walk into the abyss of eternal doom with her own eyes.

Yuan Chunwang's eyes fell on Er Qing's delicate cheeks and turned around. When she suggested just now...he was really moved.

It didn't matter where he was as long as he could see her.

But it was only for a moment, no matter where he went in this life, he would never be able to get rid of this lowly servant skin.

He was not convinced, he and Hongli both had the noble blood of Aixinjueluo, so why should Hongli be aloof and be worshiped by thousands of people, and he should be a slave for the rest of his life.

One day...he will pull Hongli down from that throne with his own hands, and let him have a taste of his own feelings.

Yuan Chunwang returned to his cold attitude, and continued to move, "No, I don't want to go out."

Erqing sighed almost inaudibly, and the book about Yuan Chunwang's thoughts was clearly written, so she knew a little bit about it.

"Hongli is Hongli, and you are you. What's the point of you always comparing him with you?"

Yuan Chunwang took a breath, and suddenly raised his head to look around.

He was relieved when he found no one there, and he looked at Erqing solemnly, "Why do you speak so freely and dare to call the emperor by his name?"

After the shock subsided, Yuan Chunwang realized the meaning of Er Qing's words.

He looked at her in a moment of surprise.

Erqing has always been pure-minded and dull-witted, she would never be able to guess what he was thinking.

He thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that she definitely... heard it from somewhere else.

Yuan Chunwang tightened the hem of his clothes, and when he thought that his rebellious thoughts were discovered by others, thunder and drums surged in his heart.

He clearly hid everything very well, to find out what went wrong.

Seeing Yuan Chunwang's expression was cloudy and uncertain, Er Qing also knew that she had made a slip of the tongue and hurriedly corrected it: "You were unconscious after taking the aphrodisiac that day, so you said it yourself."

Yuan Chunwang breathed a sigh of relief just now, and then said: "Since you know what I'm thinking, you'd better leave here quickly."

Erqing pursed the corners of her lips, "I'm not leaving. If I leave, I won't break my promise and get fat!"

Seeing that Yuan Chunwang was determined to ignore her, she lifted her skirt and sat down beside her.

She persuaded me: "Although I can't make you a master, I will never let you do this kind of work again."

Yuan Chunwang put the last barrel on the car, and said in a firm voice, "I'm going to deliver the Gong barrel now, you should go back quickly."

After sitting for less than a sentence, Er Qing was forced to stand up again.

She followed Yuan Chunwang in small steps, "I know you are capable, but you don't have to put all your thoughts on how to get revenge. If you go out with me, you will be able to get along like a fish in water."

The dung truck kept driving out of Xinzheku, Yuan Chunwang pursed his lips and ignored her.

After walking like this for half a stick of incense, all the palace people passing by cast strange glances.

Erqing is now the young wife of Fucha's family, and she had a close relationship with a Jingjun eunuch, so it's not good to spread it out.

I'm afraid that Fu Heng will despise her because of this.

Yuan Chunwang stopped and decided to drive her away quickly, and said in a cold voice, "Do you think there is any difference between being a slave in the palace and being a slave in the Fucha Mansion? They are all slaves after all, so you should stop thinking about it quickly. I will never leave the palace with you."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the car forward again.

"Who told you to leave the palace as a slave!"

Er Qing was not annoyed, and simply followed behind him and continued to persuade in a low voice: "My natal family has prepared a lot of dowries for me, and if I sell them, I can sell them in a shop, and it's not bad to start a small business."

Yuan Chunwang paused, his heart skipped a beat.

...It turned out that she not only wanted to take herself out of the palace, but also freed him from slavery.

A warm current surged in his heart, and he clutched his chest helplessly, feeling the vigorous vitality in his heart.

He thought that his heart should have been as hard as iron, and he was extremely disappointed in this world.

Erqing saw that he stopped again and did not answer, thinking that she had annoyed him

Yuan Chunwang's personality has always been aloof, so he might think that he is giving him alms.

He hurriedly added: "That money can be regarded as I lent you, you are so smart, you will definitely be able to earn back the money, and it will be fine if you return it to me..."

"Erqing." Yuan Chunwang said suddenly.

Erqing looked at his thin back and blinked, waiting for his next words.

Why are you so kind to me, do you have such a friendship with me...

Yuan Chunwang wanted to ask, but his throat felt so sore that he couldn't ask.

After all, Erqing is now married to someone else, not to mention...he is a eunuch.

What qualifications does he have to ask such a thing.

Yuan Chunwang was silent for a moment, then said, "It's nothing."

Erqing frowned slightly, this guy must be teasing her.

She was just about to say something, but a clear male voice came from behind, "Er Qing."

Er Qing heard the sound and looked, Fu Heng was standing under the palace lantern not far away.

The dim light elongated his slender shadow, and there was an indescribable look on his handsome face.

The author has something to say: To be honest, I feel like I wrote the heroine as a helpful silly elder sister hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Alas, writing about Yuan Chunwang made me want to write about eunuchs.