Hurry up, please be kind

Chapter 18

My court lacks valuable labor.

Si Zhuo attaches great importance to coming to Chunwei, and there is still one month left, but he has already started to think about the examination questions and the invigilator.

"Your Majesty, Young Envoy Shen is here."

Eunuch An reported to her softly.

"Well, let him in."

Si Zhuo flipped through a few books, picked out a few and put them in a pile, looked up at Shen Hua who entered the door, and spoke again.

"From now on, just come in directly, there is no need to report."

Both Shen Hua and Mr. An were shocked.

There is no need to notify when entering and leaving the Imperial Study Room. This kind of privilege is rarely honored by famous concubines in all dynasties.

"Yes." Although Eunuch An was surprised, he didn't say anything. After answering, he left the palace gate and stood guard at the gate.

Shen Hua suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, bowed respectfully as usual, and then stepped forward to serve the pen and ink.

Seeing the messy books on the table, he couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, do you need me to tidy it up?"

Si Zhuo didn't answer, but picked up a few books that he picked out and threw them to him, "These books are quite smart, so read them well."

"Chun Wei in a month's time, prepare well, at least in the name of a concubine, don't lose my face."

Si Zhuo's tone was always indifferent, but it set off waves in Shen Hua's heart, even if he tried to suppress it, he couldn't suppress the waves in his heart.

Clutching the few books that Si Zhuo gave her tightly, her knuckles turned slightly white, as if she was trying to restrain something.

Shen Hua's heart felt swollen, throbbing like never before.

He has bought books, copied them, stolen them, and even sold them in times of extreme difficulty, but no one has ever seriously selected a book for him.

When he was naive and young, he also grabbed the hem of Shen's father's clothes, and begged cautiously with a little eagerness, "Daddy, I want to study."

"Son of a lowly maidservant, what's the use of studying?"

Calm and cold words, set the original sin of his birth.

He knew that he was different from other young masters.

The sons of other families have more or less expectations from their families, they will cultivate them carefully, teach them carefully, and supervise their studies.

But he is not someone else's son, he has nothing.

Occasionally, when someone complained about the heavy workload, he was very envious, his heart ached, and he felt wronged, jealous and unwilling, which tortured him so young that he could only curl up in a corner and cry.

His mother said that studying is very important.

At an age when others complained about his heavy studies, he still had extravagant hopes for going to school, obviously he was the son of Yipin Shangshuling!

But his situation is worse than that of a poor family.

Father Shen hates the humble him, why doesn't he hate the Shen family?
But he couldn't change the fact that he was born in the Shen family, he couldn't lose half of the Shen family's blood.

Even if he hates him to the bone, there is still father Shen's blood in his bones.

How innocent is he?
He can't decide his birth, and he can't change the fate of the lonely star of Tiansha.

He can only resign himself to fate, and silently bear all the ridiculous accusations and indifference that seem to be taken for granted.

Whoever made him humble was born with no face.

Except for her mother, who simply told her to "study hard in the future", no one had any expectations of him anymore.

The son of another family urged and scolded him in fear.

It was something he dreamed of.

expect?Close blood relatives said he was unworthy.

But at this time, the unattainable emperor said——

"Don't lose my face."

How can he be able to bear the face of the emperor?

Everyone said he was born trash, everyone dismissed him, everyone stepped him into the mud...

But the most honorable person in the world has high hopes for him.

He Shen Hua, how can He De?

The ink in the inkstone was dry, but no one was studying the ink. Si Zhuo, who was carefully reading through the exam questions from previous years, realized Shen Hua's abnormality.

She looked up, but saw the corners of his eyes were red.

"what happened?"

...Cry, cry?
It was Si Zhuo who was also a little surprised.

"Your Majesty..." Shen Hua's voice was choked with sobs, the reddish eye sockets glistened with water, sparkling and sad.

"How can my minister be so kind to His Majesty?"

"Stop talking nonsense," the empress would only speak sarcastically, not knowing what comfort is at all, "Don't think that if you pretend to be pitiful, I will let you go. If Chunwei can't get in the top ten, I..."

Before Si Zhuo finished speaking, Shen Hua knelt down.

"..."

Kneel down if there is a disagreement.

Can't you take pity on my floor?

Tianxiu laughed.

Si Zhuo rubbed between her brows helplessly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty, I would rather die than disappoint Your Majesty!"

Shen Hua kowtowed solemnly, his voice was hoarse but resounding.

He carefully put down the book, walked up to her in a few steps, held a bamboo tube in both hands and presented it, Si Zhuo took it in doubt.

Open the bamboo tube, pour out the letter and the medicine bottle.

She almost looked at ten lines at a glance, skipping father Shen's nonsense, and quickly grasped the point.

He took one last look at the small porcelain vase.

I knew that there would always be someone who wanted my dog's life.

Shen Hua anxiously waited for her reaction, after waiting for a while, there was no anger nor coldness as expected.

She just casually threw the letter on the case, and then calmly said to Shen Hua: "Get up."

Shen Hua was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react.

Si Zhuo raised her eyebrows, with a half-smile, "What? Do you want me to help you?"

Only then did Shen Hua get up in a hurry, accidentally bumped into the table and almost fell down, but fortunately he was helped by Si Zhuo.

Si Zhuo: "..."

Sure enough, I want to help you.

"Is His Majesty not angry?"

Shen Hua looked at her in disbelief, his mood calmed down a little, but his voice was still a little rough.

"Angry? What's wrong with being angry?"

Si Zhuo was indifferent all over his body.

"I already knew what Shang Shuling was."

Si Zhuo casually poured out the poisonous powder from the porcelain bottle. After a brief inspection, he found that it was a colorless, odorless, chronic poison. Then he put the stopper on and threw it to Shen Hua.

"Besides, there are a lot of people in the world who want to kill me. If everyone wants to get angry and don't need them to kill me, I will be pissed to death long ago."

Shen Hua lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "Then His Majesty is not worried, the minister will..."

"You? Do you know how?" Si Zhuo looked at him, seeming to find this question a little funny.

"Let's not talk about whether you have the ability to hurt me. If you have any brains, you should know that death will not do you any good."

"Shang Shuling will keep you? Will my ministers keep you?"

"Don't talk about helping the birth mother and making you a son-in-law. If you say that, you won't even believe it."

"You shouldn't be so brain-twitching, right?"

Si Zhuo looked at him suspiciously.

I won't take in a fool, will I?

"..."

The corners of Shen Hua's eyes twitched, and he was speechless for a moment. Seeing His Majesty's suspicious gaze, he held back a sentence after a while, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"That's good."

I didn't raise a fool for nothing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Tianxiu laughed so hard that she rolled all over the floor. The ball, which was already chubby, couldn't get up immediately, and the melon seeds were scattered all over the ground.

"..."

　Your Majesty is as straight as a Dinghaishenzhen needle, the kind that injects orphans (crossed out).

　　I'm a bit tangled, the next plane is to write about the entertainment industry (the heroine, the gold master) or the fairy tale (the heroine, the demon emperor), vote?

　　Someone cast it, cry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)