Donghua Fengjiu 丨 Taolu Emperor Chasing His Wife

Outside Tianjie, at the Qingfeng Pavilion, Cheng Yu listened to Feng Jiu's complaints and expressed sympathy for her experience.

"So, you came to Tiangong because you were tricked by your aunt and the emperor?"

"Yes." Xiao Fengjiu looked aggrieved, and it was rare to meet a little fairy who was willing to listen to her and help her, so she said it once and for all.

"With Dijun's status in Tiangong... In my opinion, you can't escape from his palm." Seeing that the little Diji is really pitiful, Cheng Yu thought about it, and said, "But, if you want to leave Dijun It's not impossible to stay far away, but... I'm going to wrong you."

"Yes... what is it?" Xiao Fengjiu looked confused, with anticipation in her heart, but also afraid that the anticipation would go against what she thought.

"Be-maid-maid!" Cheng Yu said three words earnestly, seemingly to help Feng Jiu, but in fact...

On the second day, Feng Jiu mixed with a group of maidservants newly recruited to the Heavenly Court, and walked through the Taichen Palace while learning the rules.

However, before he had gone far, he was recognized by Si Ming Xingjun, who had bright eyes, and immediately took her out of the team.

"Little Highness, what are you doing?" Si Ming was in a hurry, seeing her in such a appearance and attire, the emperor was afraid that he would blame him for not entertaining her well.

"Be a maidservant." Feng Jiu said it as it should be, completely forgetting her identity as Qingqiu's Little Empress.

"You...you were brought back by the emperor." As Si Ming Xingjun, he asked himself that he had written many tragedies and comedies about mortal talents and beauties, but he couldn't understand which song the little emperor was singing right now. .

"So what?" Feng Jiu asked back.

"Stop messing around, the emperor has agreed to let you choose your own residence, how can you, the future empress of Tiangong, be a maidservant?" Si Ming looked left and right, but he couldn't see the little emperor's respect for the emperor. Love, I only sigh in my heart: the life of the emperor is bitter!Thinking about staying for a while, I must go to the third highness——Lian Song discussed some countermeasures. He had many ideas. High-level relationship, presumably will not sit idly by.

"He actually agreed to let me live out?..." Feng Jiu was skeptical of Si Ming's words, not daring to believe them all.

"Yeah, Dijun has always said that one is the same," Si Ming rolled his eyes and came to assist again, talking about the various benefits of the emperor: "In the nine heavens, in these tens of thousands of years, you are the first one to let him give in people."

The central air-conditioned warm men are no longer popular in the stories he wrote. The little girls in the world now like those domineering presidents who "would rather bear the world than let me alone". No exception.

Who would have thought that the little Empress would not be moved after hearing this, but instead burst into a "puchi" laugh and asked innocently, "Then... what if I tell him not to marry me?"

"Your Highness is still thinking about this?" Si Ming was speechless, thinking that if these words reached the emperor's ears, he might be hurt, alas, poor emperor.

"I won't tell you any more," she, Feng Jiu, would not easily give up on things she had decided on. Since the engagement between her aunt and grandson Yehua could be broken, why couldn't she?The future is long, and she is not in a hurry, it's a big deal, just take a step and look at it, and then said: "A fairy told me that after becoming a maidservant...you don't need to see the emperor."

As he said that, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Si Ming: "Wait, is there any immortal in the sky who has the courage to teach you to do this?"

"I tell you, you are not allowed to tell others." Xiao Fengjiu said seriously, shaking her index finger.

"Your Highness, don't worry, we two are confidants." Si Ming looked sincere, completely unable to see that he had been the confidant of Emperor Donghua for tens of thousands of years.

"Cheng Yu Yuanjun." Xiao Fengjiu saw that he was loyal and sincere, so she had no doubts about him and sold Cheng Yu.

"You really know how to pick people!" He was just thinking about going to Lian Song to discuss countermeasures. Unexpectedly, the little concubine turned to Lian Song's sweetheart and nemesis—Cheng Yu. It's been a long time, he sighed: "On the Nine Heavens, I'm afraid only Cheng Yu is willing to help you..."

"She's really smart," Feng Jiu said happily, completely ignoring the ever-changing expression on Si Ming's face: "She said that after I become a maid, I can stay in the kitchen all day long." , The utility room."

"That's quite reasonable..." Suddenly, Si Ming understood Cheng Yu's intentions.

He echoed Xiao Fengjiu on his lips, but what he thought in his heart was: the emperor is the emperor after all, and even Chengyu bought it...

"Even you said that, it seems that this method is really reliable." With Si Ming's approval, Feng Jiu felt even more joyful.

"Then I wish your Highness the wish come true." Now that the little Emperor Ji had already played the trick, Si Ming did not stop her anymore.

"Excuse me!" Feng Jiu looked at the line of maidservants going away, and hurriedly said goodbye to Si Ming: "I really can't talk to you anymore, remember to visit me often, I still need your help... ..."

After all, he really stopped talking to Si Ming and ran towards the maidservant.

However, she had forgotten who Emperor Donghua was. In the Nine Heavens, even Tianjun and Mo Yuan would give way to him. How could her every move escape his palm?

Not long after, Xiao Fengjiu was summoned to serve tea in the main hall of Taichen Palace.

At this time, her identity is a maidservant, and she is in charge of the work assigned by Xiangu. Even if she is unwilling, she has to do it.

The emperor leaned on the bed, sipping tea leisurely, seeing that the maid who came to serve tea was Feng Jiu, there was no trace of surprise on his face, the teacup was held firmly in his hand, how many hundred thousand did he live? The god of the year!calm down.

He just asked a casual question, and made that little Fengjiu flustered, staying where she was, neither retreating nor standing, and still forcefully defending: "Fengjiu thought that since my aunt wanted me to come to this heavenly palace, I would She is no longer Qingqiu's Little Empress."

Seeing that the old emperor didn't respond, thinking that he was not satisfied with this answer, he added another sentence: "I want to be a little maid for the time being, please... please let me live the life of an ordinary little fairy in this heavenly palace."

The emperor finally said: "If you really want to be a little fairy, I won't stop you." He played with the celadon cup in his hand, and said unhurriedly, from the beginning to the end, he never glanced at her.

"Thank you, Emperor, for making it perfect!" Feng Jiu was overjoyed, and sincerely bowed down.

Dijun's heart moved slightly, and the porcelain cup in her hand stopped in the air. This was the first time she smiled at him after her reincarnation, but said in her mouth: "But...you have a special status, so naturally you can't be exactly the same as them."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Fengjiu couldn't understand again, showing a stupid expression.

"This emperor's future empress has once been a little fairy. Tell me, is this plausible?" The emperor put away his lazy posture and turned to Feng Jiu's side. The indifference and alienation in his eyes instantly warmed up. It's just that this temperature is contained in the heart and hidden in the bosom, so it can't burn anyone.

"Empress?...Xian'e?..." Xiao Fengjiu muttered these two irrelevant words, seeming to be confused by him.

"Since you want to be Xian'e so much, then be my Xian'e."

"You just need to listen to me and bring me tea and water every day...it makes sense."

These were the last two words Xiao Fengjiu heard before walking out of the main hall.