Nan Ye could not connect the two people because Eunuch Liu had just told the emperor that the palace maid Xiaoyue was married and the mother of several children. She had left the palace and would not come back.
Although a little disappointed, Nan Ye still hopes that Xiaoyue can live a happy life. Now that he sees this similar-looking little eunuch, Nan Ye can't let go of his heart.
As a great and unified sage, he is not afraid of dangers and is invincible, but his heart is lonely. Emotionally, he always fails time and time again. The woman he admires disappears after just one encounter. It seems that everything he wants is the same.
Difficult to do so
After Zhao Luer finished tasting the imperial meal, it was Emperor Nanye's turn to eat.
Nan Ye only drank a little soup. The trivial matters left him with no appetite, so he didn't mind watching this little eunuch eat and drink at all. Her innocent behavior and eloquence really made Nan Ye feel the pleasure of the meal.
"May I have your name?"
Nan Ye asked Zhao Luer. If he remembered correctly, this was the first time for this young eunuch to come to Yangxin Hall and the first time to serve him.
"Your Majesty... this, this... my name is..."
Zhao Luer grabbed his hair, lowered his head, burped again, and unconsciously covered his mouth. What did he say, call him boss? Now in Yangxin Hall, the emperor is the boss. If she said he called boss, didn't he?
Looking for death?
"Why are you hesitating?"
Nan Ye stood up and walked towards Zhao Luer. He wanted to take a closer look at the little eunuch.
Zhao Luer took a step back nervously and stammered: "My name is boss..."
"Boss?" What a strange name?
Nan Ye walked up to Zhao Luer in a cold voice, with a stern look in his eyes. He shook his head and said, "I don't like your name very much, so I changed it!"
"Change it? I don't know what to change it to?"
Zhao Lu'er's head hangs even lower. Lu'er can't bark anymore, and Xiaoyue can't bark anymore. What else should be changed? Just let it go, just call it whatever Nan Ye likes.
"I think it's more appropriate to call you a gluttonous eunuch!" Nan Ye laughed mockingly.
Greedy talker?
How could Zhao Luer not understand what Nan Ye meant? It seemed that Nan Ye had already understood her intention. The taste test was fake, but the gluttony was real.
"emperor……"
Zhao Luer's face almost touched her chest. She only gave Nan Ye a head of her head, "Can you please stop calling me a glutton? It doesn't sound good..."
Nan Ye found it interesting that a little eunuch was picky, but why did this little eunuch's face droop lower and lower, with his chin almost touching his chest? It was so difficult to see his face.
"Keep your head up!"
Nan Ye's voice was low and stern. He just wanted to see this face. Why did this little eunuch refuse to raise his head?
Zhao Luer took another step back, and Nan Ye was a little angry. He stretched out his right palm fiercely, grabbed Zhao Luer's chin, and lifted her cheek up forcefully.
This time Nan Ye was angered. Zhao Luer deliberately squinted his eyes and twisted his mouth. His delicate and charming facial features suddenly changed, but he could still vaguely see her beauty.
"Your Majesty, the little slave just had a stroke..."
"Stroke? Or possessed by an evil spirit?"
Nan Ye couldn't help laughing. He was such a cunning little eunuch. Didn't he know that the emperor could kill him? But in Nan Ye's eyes, this kind of cunning became a kind of cuteness. The little eunuch was all over his body.
There was an aura all over him, making him feel familiar and friendly...