Volume 1 ◆ Chaos in the Imperial Harem 035 Smashing the Emperor!

  Xiu heard his words and furrowed her brow slightly, but still didn't go against his wishes: "Your Highness, I'll take my leave!"

  "Hmm." A faint response was made. Long fingers stretched out, lifted the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for himself...

  But this simple scene made Xiu and Feng's noses sour, two big men almost shed a few tears! The young master is of high status, shaking the nine provinces. He strategizes in his tent, controlling the politics of Nan Yue from afar in Dong Ling, yet he still has to pour water himself!

  "Your Highness!" Feng said with some emotion, "Let me take it instead!" As he spoke, he reached out to take the teapot from his hand.

  "Bang!" The teapot fell onto the table, and the person remained sitting calmly, but with a surge of coldness in his eyes and a slight opening of his thin lips. "Withdraw."

  "Furrowing his brow, he spoke somewhat impatiently: 'Your Highness, what are you waiting for? This is the perfect opportunity for you to return to your country and reclaim the throne. Why must you stay here and live such a life?'"

  "Repair!" The warning voice of the wind rang out.

  He immediately knelt down on one knee and begged for forgiveness: "Your subordinate was disrespectful, I beg Your Highness to pardon me!"

  The extremely handsome man's expressionless face didn't have a hint of emotion, he put down the cup in his hand, and walked step by step to the window. His clear and cold voice was as captivating as moonlight: "Xiu, many times, endurance is not weakness. As for them, they owe this palace, this palace will make them repay a hundredfold."

  Originally a clear and low voice, it was now as evil as a demon, as cruel as a ghost! In that instant, his body seemed to surge with a dark energy, enveloping the white figure in black mist. The dreamlike paradise disappeared, leaving only swirling black fog, like a修罗 emerging from hell, striking fear into the hearts of all who beheld it!

  However, in just an instant, the aura around him was suppressed once again. He still wore that same white robe, looking carefree and at ease.

  "Understood, Your Highness!" Xiū Miàn said with a hint of shame on his face.

  "Hmm." She responded faintly and then stopped looking at them.

  The two retreated and closed the door. The person standing in front of the window, with eyes as intoxicating as moonlight, closed them, and the thin lips curled up slightly. Huangfu Huaihan, the flames of war between you and me have been ignited, this time, who will be the master of the situation?

  How could he not know about the repair and Feng entering the palace with Huangfu Huahan's astuteness? Hiding without revealing, there must be a bigger conspiracy waiting for him. Leaving hastily would only fall into Huangfu Huahan's trap!

  His eyelashes trembled, and his unfocused eyes flickered a few times. The strange woman suddenly appeared in his mind. His chest felt warm, but he couldn't quite put his finger on the feeling. This unfamiliar sensation made him feel somewhat flustered, and his slender hands moved slightly under his loose sleeves. Nothing had ever been able to get out of his control before, except this time, with her, he himself was unsure what he was thinking.

  A serene pear garden, petals scattered like the uncertain heart. Uncertain, is it uncertain? Gently covering my chest, if it's uncertain, then don't get involved. Just isolate all of this outside the gates of my heart...

  But how could he know, some things are beyond his control, and some people aren't going to disappear just because he says they can't be seen.

  ……

  "Your Highness, I've already said it, I really don't understand music composition, I can't teach you!" What's wrong with him! He's been told hundreds of times and still pestering her!

  Huang Pu Yi persisted, closely following behind her: "Master, please accept me as your disciple! I will definitely study hard and won't disappoint you!"

  A woman held a broom in one hand and rubbed her forehead, which was in severe pain. This person is simply like a cockroach, no! More sticky than a cockroach!

  At this moment, several servants passed by and saw Huangfu Yi. They immediately knelt down and saluted: "Your humble servant pays respects to King Yi!"

  "Get up!" He impatiently waved his fan and then spoke, "Master, just teach me already!"

  A woman, however, turned her eyes a few times at this moment, and it seemed that Huangfu Yi's identity was very noble. If she really accepted him as a disciple, wouldn't her future life be extremely comfortable? Moreover, she not only didn't have to make courtesy calls everywhere, but those princesses would also give her some face! Hmm, this is great!

  Suddenly, Ah Meng let out a sigh: "Oh no, my waist is so sore!"

  "Master, master! Is it just sweeping the floor? Let the servants do it!" Huangfu Yi said, and was about to call over the servants to sweep the floor.

  But she did this just to test his sincerity in becoming her apprentice, and also to determine whether she would have any status after taking him on as a disciple. So she quickly shook her head: "No way, no way, find someone else to sweep the floor for me! If your royal brother finds out, I'm dead meat! He specifically sent me here to sweep the floor!"

  Huangfu Yi furrowed his brow and immediately snatched the broom over: "Master, I'll sweep it myself. You take a good rest!"

  He then awkwardly swept the floor, his manner extremely unaccustomed to it, and at a glance, he was obviously a pampered royal son.

  Su Jinping smiled behind him, this kid is really good, it's easy to talk like Huangfu Ye, and he absolutely won't come to sweep the floor, with such a straightforward personality, and without any airs, it's really likable!

  "Alright! I'll take you on as my disciple then!" As for what to teach, just passing on some theoretical knowledge will do!

  "Really?" Huangfu Yi turned his head around, his crystal-like eyes were filled with joy, and the broom in his hand almost fell out due to excitement.

  "Really!"

  ……

  "What? Preposterous!" A memorial was slammed heavily on the desk, and Yi was sweeping the floor. Was that woman still directing?

  A small eunuch knelt in the center of the grand hall, trembling with fear. Wave after wave of imperial majesty pressed down upon him. Suddenly, the man flung the brush in his hand into the inkstone holder with a loud clang, and stepped out of the imperial study with an icy face.

  "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Little Linzi hastily followed up.

  ……

  "There's still some left to sweep, right! It's over there, yeah! A bit to the left!" Su Jinping sat on a tree, peeling and eating a pear while giving directions, looking utterly carefree!

  Huang Pu Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, holding a broom and sweeping the floor with all his might. His handsome face was covered in dirt, but he didn't mind at all, only listening to his master's instructions, swinging the broom back and forth.

  Huangfu Huaihan heard someone's loud commanding voice from afar and also saw his own brother Huangfu's disheveled appearance!

  A face as cold as ice turned iron-green! That stinky little ninth, too unaware of boundaries, a dignified prince of the country, was actually being ordered around by a palace maid to sweep the floor. If this gets out, how can Dongling save face?

  He took a few more steps forward, but just then an unidentified object flew towards him. He was about to dodge when he heard a cry of surprise from Su Jinping: "Your Majesty?!"

  This shout made him lose his mind for a few moments, and when he looked over there at the same time, that unknown object accurately hit the emperor's noble head, and then slowly fell to the ground, rolling several times...

  Taking a closer look, it was indeed the pear pit that Su Jinping had eaten...