Chapter 7 After the Sleeping
King Zhao paused and looked at the shining eyes of the woman in front of him. For a moment he wondered if he should not have come.
At this time, Ji Yunqing had already turned sideways and warmly invited the person into the room.
At this point, King Zhao walked into the room.
The other maids quickly bowed and left. Not long after, Prince Zhao and Ji Yunqing were the only ones left in the room.
"Your Highness, please take a seat and have some tea." Ji Yunqing hurriedly served the tea and sat down next to the man.
then……
What to do next?
Ji Yunqing was a little dumbfounded. It was true that one only regrets not having read enough books when one needs them, and the same was true for love affairs.
I have never been in a relationship and I don’t even know how to seduce a man.
She could only mutter: "Prince, Prince, Prince..."
King Zhao was amused: "What prince? Are you calling for the soul?"
She was so enthusiastic at the beginning, and I thought she was very capable.
That's it?
After being teased by King Zhao, Ji Yunqing tried hard to recall her previous plan, but suddenly she couldn't remember anything.
Her eyes kept glancing under the big vase in the corner, where all the "inspiration for flirting with men" she had written down in the past few days were placed.
I really want to get the cheat sheet!
"What are you looking at? What's there? Take it out and show it to me, the king."
King Zhao's voice rang in Ji Yunqing's ears, startling her so much that she almost jumped up.
"No, no, nothing?"
Ji Yunqing shook his head repeatedly: "There's nothing in there!"
This aroused King Zhao's curiosity even more. He simply frowned and threatened the new concubine: "Is it evidence of a plot to murder me? Or is it a secret of the palace?"
“It’s really nothing”
"Whether it is or not, just take it out and show it to me and I'll know."
In the end, Ji Yunqing had no choice but to move towards the big vase.
This guy is really good at telling lies with his eyes open, why doesn't God strike him to death?
She is just a little concubine who has just entered the palace. What secrets could she know?
If he is really that powerful, why would I continue to be a concubine? I might as well rebel and become the emperor.
After cursing the person in his heart, Ji Yunqing finally felt a little better. He moved the vase slightly with great effort, revealing a piece of paper inside, which was covered with words.
Ji Yunqing held the paper, hesitating and unwilling to give it to the other party, "Your Majesty, if you read this, you can't punish me!"
King Zhao held out his hand and said, "I am not that kind of person, don't worry, my beloved concubine."
"All right"
Ji Yunqing was skeptical and handed the paper over with both hands.
Finally arriving, King Zhao thought to himself, what exactly this would mean would depend on what was written on the paper.
Of course, he didn't think that this woman was so bold. It was just some gossip from women in the backyard.
But the moment he got the paper, his expression froze.
Frowning, he looked at the paper, then at the woman standing in front of him. King Zhao asked in confusion, "Ji, what on earth did you write on it? At least practice your calligraphy!"
Really overrated her.
The woman in front of him suddenly widened her eyes, as if she had suffered a great humiliation: "Your Majesty, why is my handwriting bad? I have been writing for so many years, and it has always been like this."
She began to point and criticize at the paper in King Zhao's hand.
"Look, the first one says breaking a stone on the chest, the second one says dancing a naughty dance, the third one says serving soup, the fourth one says serving snacks, the fifth one says playing the phoenix to woo the brothel, and the sixth one says wearing naughty clothes on the bed..."
King Zhao listened and couldn't help asking her, "What does this say?"
It seemed like some kind of plan, but when I think about it, it didn’t seem like one.
Ji Yunqing said as a matter of course: "Look, it's written here, it's a great way to win favor!"
After she finished speaking, she seemed to realize that something was wrong: "Ah! Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is this something I can say?"
This reckless little concubine raised her pure and beautiful face, the clear stupidity in her eyes was visible to the naked eye, her face turned red with shame in an instant, and even her voice was panicked.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. Please listen to my explanation..."
"Explain yourself, I won't listen."
Ji Yunqing: “…” There’s something wrong with this script!
Doesn’t the prince like the silly and sweet type?
Did she overdo it?
Gritting her teeth, the little concubine closed her eyes, blushed and leaned over to kiss the other person.
Then she opened her eyes, her pupils sparkling, and whispered, "Then, my lord, can I seduce you directly?"
It was obvious that the man enjoyed this. His eyes darkened and he picked the woman up happily.
"Row"
The hibiscus tent was warm, and Ji Yunqing, who was pressed under the body, was dizzy and thinking, should she ask King Zhao to raise her salary, give her thick clothes and thick quilts?
Also, it’s not time to get the monthly salary yet, and she doesn’t have any money now. Why not take this opportunity to ask for some money?
and also……
The man working hard above was dissatisfied: "Why are you so distracted? Didn't you seduce me?"
Ji Yunqing's brain lit up. It's really possible to chat at this time!
"Your Majesty...Hmm"
It was another sleepless night of overtime work. Like all office workers, Ji Yunqing was extremely tired.
But she only slept for two hours before she was forcibly woken up.
"Master, Master"
When Ji Yunqing opened her eyes, it was Xuancao calling her in a low voice.
"Huh? What's wrong?" She was still a little dazed.
Didn’t you say that we don’t have to pay respects during this period?
Closing his eyes, Ji Yunqing wanted to sleep some more.
Xuancao secretly glanced at the prince with a sullen face and continued to call him master.
"Master, you should get up and help the prince get dressed. Get up quickly."
Ji Yunqing was finally called up. She was extremely puzzled. Doesn’t the prince have hands?
But when he thought of the words he didn't have time to say last night, Ji Yunqing suddenly became alert.
After working all night, Master Ji was ready to ask for his reward.
"Your Majesty~~"
Hearing this winding voice, Shi Yan, who was carefully dressing the prince with his head down, felt his hands tremble and buttoned the wrong button.
King Zhao, however, remained calm and snorted, "Speak properly."
"All right"
Ji Yunqing walked up to the man, took a belt and buckled it for the prince, and didn't forget to flatter him: "Prince, your shoulders are so tall and broad, and your figure is beyond my reach, and this..."
"Speak to the important points"
"Okay!" Ji Yunqing said straightforwardly: "Your Majesty, I want some thick cotton clothes."
King Zhao didn't agree or disagree, he asked instead: "Did Furik detain you?"
He glanced at Shi Yan and motioned him to check.
"No." Ji Yunqing shook her head and pouted, "But I am particularly afraid of the cold, and I am not familiar with the princess, so how can I tell others? I can only ask the prince who slept with me for it!"
The servants who heard this suddenly lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up.
Master Ji, you really dare to say anything!
"Row."
King Zhao looked at her a few times and agreed immediately.
Hearing the agreement, Ji Yunqing was very happy: "Prince, there is more!"
"What else?"
"Your Majesty, I am poor and need money. Please give me some!"
Lao Deng, please give me some gold coins!