Damn my ex got struck by lightning

Sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, dozing off in summer, Concubine Yi couldn't remember how many times she yawned, she was tired with a stack of papers in her hand, she had been writing non-stop for a few days, copying it was a dark day, an old bone would fall apart up.

"Your Majesty, take a break, it's getting dark."

"Shut up, if you didn't cause trouble for this palace, how could this palace be punished by the empress!" Concubine Yi became angry when she thought about it, and when she saw Xiu'er, she became even more pissed off, cursing: "In the future, please give this palace some peace. , and then cause trouble for this palace, and send it directly to Xinzheku."

Xiu'er's face turned pale from fright, and she immediately stepped forward to make amends and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I will never dare to do this slave again. Shall I grind ink for you, Your Majesty?"

Concubine Yi lifted her eyelids, and cast her gaze away in disgust: "Go, do you want to stink Ben Gong to death?"

Xiu'er stopped her feet and didn't dare to get closer. She was fined by Yan Shu to clean the Gong bucket for three days. Every day before dawn, she had to work in Gong's room. The soaring smell was her, not to mention Yifei I have also been fumigated several times.

She blessed her body, and said with a dry smile: "Your Majesty, that servant will go to clean up first, and then serve you when she comes back."

Concubine Yi snorted coldly, "Remember to wash with mugwort leaves, after washing, step over the brazier to remove bad luck, so as not to pollute the palace's bedroom."

Xiu'er responded repeatedly, and hurriedly withdrew.

Ai washed her body with water and stepped over the brazier. After Xiu'er cleaned up, it was already dark outside.With half-dry hair, she appeared in front of Concubine Yi in a clean and tidy dress.

"Your Majesty, will this servant sharpen your ink for you?" She hurriedly offered her courtesy.

Concubine Yi rubbed her wrists, and stared impatiently: "I've finished all my writing, what are you doing?"

Xiu'er giggled, and the flattery came as soon as she opened her mouth. "Your Majesty is really amazing! You can write it three hundred times in one go, and your empress's speed can't even be matched by the champion of Jinke!"

The number one scholar in the Jin Ke relies on real talent and learning, does it have anything to do with speed?

"Compared to what!" Concubine Yi was so angry that she couldn't even flatter her, this stinky girl really didn't want her to have a hard time. "You asked Ben Gong to compare who copied more and who copied faster? What kind of elm head are you, you think three hundred times is too little, and you want Ben Gong to copy three thousand times?"

"Besides, was this written in one go? Bengong's copying hand is about to break!"

Xiu'er said badly to herself, and shook her head again and again: "It's the servant girl who said something wrong, please calm down."

"Hmph!" Concubine Yi ignored her.

Concubine Yi has been with the queen for a long time, her temper has been somewhat affected.Xiu'er was afraid that Concubine Yi would really send herself to Xinzheku in a fit of anger, and she was panicked and anxious.

So, Xiu'er took courage, licked her face and said: "Your Majesty, let this servant massage your body, Your Majesty has worked hard copying poems these days."

Concubine Yi glanced at her: "Then what are you waiting for, don't come here yet."

Xiu'er was overjoyed, she rushed forward fearing that Concubine Yi would repent.

If not for Xiu'er being able to stay with Concubine Yi for so long, it would be difficult for Concubine Yi not to like her with her nimble and powerful hands.

The soreness of the past few days was well relieved by Xiu'er, and Yi Fei's expression relaxed.

"Your Majesty, are you hungry? After a while, the servants will send someone over to serve your meal."

"No, I'm going to go to Fengqi Palace in a while, you come with me."

Xiu'er paused, her face turned ugly.The matter of brushing the Gong bucket left a big shadow on her, she was afraid that the master of Fengqi Palace would punish her for washing the Gong bucket if she was unhappy.

"Your Majesty, it's getting dark today, maybe the Empress Dowager has already fallen asleep, why don't you go tomorrow?"

Concubine Yi looked at her strangely, and scolded: "You stinky girl, Ben Gong and Empress Empress are sisters who are married to Jinlan."

Speaking of this, she said in a very proud tone, "Even though the Empress is asleep, I learned that I will warmly invite Ben Gong to sleep with me during the night visit. The friendship between Ben Gong and the Empress is beyond the reach of sisters. "

sisters?

Xiu'er couldn't help but glanced at the thick stack of papers, thinking to herself: I have never seen any sister who can be so ruthless...

"Your servant understands." Xiu'er said softly while rubbing Concubine Yi's hands, "Your servant only cares about Madam's body, after all Madam has been tired for several days."

Concubine Yi closed her eyes comfortably: "Forget you are sensible, you stinking girl, that's all right, get ready, let's go now."

Xiu'er asked ignorantly, "What gift do you want to prepare?"

"What gift are you preparing?" Concubine Yi opened her eyes and stared, "Of course I prepared the poems I copied so hard! If not, how would the Empress know how loyal I am to her!"

Fengqi Palace.

Yan Shu was lazily leaning on the spring couch, holding an apple in his hand and gnawing on it. Her white and tender feet were soaked in the water basin, and the rising heat made her glowing red, making her more delicate and bright.

Hearing that soaking feet can help you lose weight, Yan Shu continued soaking them for several days.For the time being, she hasn't seen any weight loss effect, but she has experienced the benefits of health preservation. Every time after soaking her feet, she feels comfortable all over her body, as if her soul has been sublimated.

"Your Majesty, the water is cold, do you need some servants to bring you some more hot water?" Chao Qingyue said.

With an apple in his mouth, Yan Shu shook his head inarticulately: "Let's go here first today."

The steaming heat continued to pounce on her face and apples, and she felt like she drank a lot of footwashing water.

Chao Qingyue squatted down and spread a clean white cloth on one thigh.

"The servant waits for the empress to wipe her feet."

Yan Shu slightly resisted, "Let Bengong handle such trivial matters by himself."

Zhao Qingyue raised her eyes and smiled, skillfully took her leg from the water basin and put it away. "Is your empress still seeing each other like this with your servants? It's just a matter of wiping your feet, what's the matter?"

Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, and a voice suddenly appeared in his head.

——You are my girlfriend, what's the matter with washing your feet, what's the matter, why are you so stranger?

In the past, there was such a person who squatted on the ground, gently and meticulously washed her feet, massaged them, and then patiently dried her feet with a towel, and then pinched her round and soft toes.

He laughed and said, "It's so cute!"

The mellow jio ticked off: "Are you cute? Hee hee, then you might as well give it a kiss."

The man's eyes moved slightly: "Why, you don't think you dare."

She held her Jio, her black and soft hair hung down on her calf, cool and slippery like satin, sweet and sweet, a feeling of numbness appeared in her heart.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and the ears were covered with crimson, as if he was treating a rare treasure, he bent down a little bit, and his lips, as red and soft as roses, gently fell on the back of her feet.

In an instant, Yan Shu trembled like an electric shock, her insteps straightened, and the electric current went all the way up her spine, exploding big fireworks in her head.

"Miss?"

——Ahhh, I think of that scumbag again!

Yan Shu came back to his senses with resentment, looking at Shang Chao Qingyue's worried eyes, his heart warmed up, and he slowly restrained his expression.Ask softly: "What's the matter, Xiao Chao?"

Zhao Qingyue reflected her appearance in her clear eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty, just now Luying came to report that Madam Yi Concubine is here, and she is waiting outside."

Yan Shu glanced at the sky outside, thinking to himself, what is the urgent matter of Concubine Yi at night?

"Okay, Ben Gong knows, wait for Ben Gong to put on her shoes and socks before letting her in."

Chao Qingyue quickly dried her feet, and she held the soft and tender jade feet like a newborn baby in the palm of her hand. Because they had just been soaked in hot water, the flesh was slightly pink, and each toe was carefully trimmed and rounded. Plump like grapes.

Chao Qingyue couldn't hold back and pinched it lightly twice.

Just as I was about to put on my shoes and socks, I found that my foot was frozen.

Chao Qingyue raised her eyes puzzled.