The reborn delicate empress just wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 26
The little eunuch was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that Fu'an didn't ask for details immediately, but asked how he knew it.

He didn't dare to hide it. He told the story of seeing the female officer in the imperial study throwing things into the lotus pond on the way to deliver the sundries. He tried to exaggerate how brave he was. Picked it up.

The actual situation is that the little eunuch was questioned about his identity by the guards of the Panlong Palace, and learned that he was only the lowest eunuch and looked down on him. After a lot of begging, he learned that Yan Wenmao was not here.

Accompanied by the guards' laughter, the little eunuch was on his way to Qifeng Palace, his mind was full of the scene of being humiliated just now, he didn't pay much attention to the road, accidentally fell down, and his robe was stained with muddy water.

The level is not enough, even the winter clothes have to be washed by yourself, forget it, let's wear it alive.The little eunuch patted the hem of his clothes, and then came up with a good idea, since he wanted to claim credit, why not make himself miserable, so as to impress Lord Chitose?

He did what he said, jumped into the puddle when no one was looking, and was going to cut his hands with broken porcelain.

Taking out the broken porcelain wrapped in the cloth, I accidentally found that there was a logo of imperial vessels on it, rubbing my eyes in disbelief and looking again, it really is!

This is amazing!
I thought that I just broke through the secret affairs of the female officer, but now that the empress is involved, this matter is not trivial.

Cutting his hand with broken porcelain, the little eunuch didn't care about anything else, and hurried towards Qifeng Palace, and finally made him wait until Fu'an, who went out to change vases, did the above scene happen.

Of course, he could never tell Fuan about this part of the truth.

After listening to his description, Fu'an didn't speak for a long time, which made the little eunuch who was kneeling on the ground more psychologically stressed. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his heart beat like a drum.

After all, he was young and inexperienced, and the more silent Fu An was, the more guilty the little eunuch became. Apart from guessing whether Fu An saw that this miserable scene was his faking, he couldn't help but wonder what the truth was.

Maybe this is what His Majesty ordered the female officer to do, and those who accidentally break through it will surely lose their lives?

After what seemed like a century (actually less than a quarter of an hour), Fu An finally said: "In that case, you go to the storeroom to get the vase, and I will take him to see Lord Chitose."

"You guys," Fu An turned to the other eunuchs, "choose carefully, if the things you choose don't suit Chitose or His Majesty, think about whether you can keep a pair of tricks yourself."

"As for you." Fu An put his hands behind his back to the kneeling little eunuch, and his tone was very long, "After you follow in, you should report the truth, if there is even the slightest falsehood, hehe... You know that those who deceived thousands of years old in the past, go where?"

The little eunuch shivered, kowtowed to him and said, "Your slave must never dare to lie to Qiantui!"

……

Yan Wenmao was reviewing memorials at this side of the small study, and Luo Chuchu was practicing calligraphy at the other end, not because he felt uncomfortable facing her, but because it was more efficient.

"A thousand years old..." Fu An whispered to Yan Wenmao.

"Understood." Yan Wenmao got up and walked outside.

When Yan Wenmao left for a while, he didn't realize that Luo Chuchu was drowsy. It was only because of the pressure of "Yan Wenmao was watching" that he didn't fall asleep.

I heard the sound of him leaving while I was half asleep and half awake, now my head is nodding, the hand holding the pen has long been holding the pen, a large group of ink stains smudged on the fine rice paper, and finally I just lay down with my forehead on the table and face down Fall asleep on the table.

……

Yan Wenmao picked up the cleaned broken porcelain, and sure enough, he saw the logo of the imperial utensils in an inconspicuous corner, plus a little pattern left on the outside, he vaguely remembered that it was from the imperial study.

The little eunuch didn't see the female officer's face clearly. According to the description, it should be the clothes of a low-level female official.

"Who is on duty in the imperial study today?"

"Gu He and Gu Mao."

"Call them over after the next duty." Yan Wenmao threw the broken porcelain pieces into the small box that Fu'an was holding, and Fu'an closed the lid.

"Is the vase ready?"

"Report to Chitose, it's already done."

Fu'an asked someone to bring the strelitzia orchid up, and it has been replaced with a simple and elegant vase. The body of the vase has only two colors, light blue and light orange, echoing the flowers.

Yan Wenmao was quite satisfied, picked up the Strelitzia orchid, and walked towards the small study.

"His Majesty……"

"call……"

The small study was very quiet, only the sound of Luo Chuchu's breathing was heard, and she tapped her mouth from time to time, as if she had eaten something delicious in her dream.

Yan Wenmao couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and placed the flowers not far from the table, so as to prevent Luo Chuchu from accidentally throwing them down on the table, and let her see it at first sight when she wakes up.

He took the blanket and approached Luo Chuchu, wanting to cover her, subconsciously looked at the table.

There are three stacks of paper on the table, one is white paper, the other is the calligraphy paper completed by Luo Chuchu, and the middle one is lying on Luo Chuchu's stomach, half of the written words have been blurred by ink, and the beginning can barely be seen few words.

Luo Chuchu still slept soundly, unaware that there were a few ink stains on her right cheek.

Yan Wenmao wanted to take out the writing brush that Luo Chuchu was holding, but he didn't want her to hold it tightly, so he muttered: "No... Master Yan's task..."

The big hand holding the upper end of the brush slowly relaxed, covering Luo Chuchu's small hand, as if interlocking fingers.

There is no punishment for not completing it, no reward for completing it, and she attaches so much importance to tasks that are randomly assigned.

Using thunder to suppress those people, they resisted and disobedient from time to time, as if they were not afraid of death.In comparison, Luo Chuchu is much cuter.

Yan Wenmao thinks that if someone wants to do things for him in the world, he either threatens or lures him.I never thought that someone would really be willing to do nothing, just because he was the one who sent the task.

Knowing that Luo Chuchu is lazy, doesn't like to study, loves to eat and play, she didn't really plan to catch her to complete the task.She is already mentally prepared to be lazy and slippery.

Rather, he was looking forward to Luo Chuchu acting like a baby to him and begging for mercy.

Only when she acted like a baby, could Yan Wenmao feel the scorching heat of his blood, so that he could temporarily forget his identity.

However, when seeing the slightly skewed to basically regular writing paper, the inner emotion was even stronger than when Luo Chuchu acted like a baby.

She really agreed with him, listened to him, accepted his advice, and made an effort to implement it.

Compared with other heirs, she has not received a good education since she was a child, and she cannot be said to be extremely smart, at most she is a little cute and cunning.

But at this moment, Yan Wenmao suddenly felt that even if the other emperor's heirs were still alive, if he were to choose one assistant from among them, it would definitely be Luo Chuchu.

Wrap the little person on the chair tightly with a warm blanket, taking this opportunity, Yan Wenmao half embraces her, and puts his hands in the air on her waist.

Don't dare to go one step further, can't bear to take another step back.

Yan Wenmao moved his lips soundlessly: "Your Majesty, what should I do with you?"

(End of this chapter)