After the two little palace maids left, Yun Xiyao took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, then took the smallest clean brush from the pen holder, then walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a few books by Yun Jingchu.
When reading a book every day, I dipped the brush into the liquid in the porcelain bottle and gently brushed it on the edge of the page.
In the past few days, Yun Xiyao had been punished by Yun Jingchu in various ways. She had already accumulated a lot of resentment. Three days ago, she hid a bottle of very precious poison in her sleeve, ready to poison her. She planned that if
It's best to get rid of "Yun Jingshu", but if you can't get rid of it, it's also good to express your resentment.
Soon, footsteps came from outside, followed by the voices of two little palace maids: "Your Majesty, the Queen said she doesn't need any help from her maids."
"Okay, I understand..." Yun Xiyao said as she returned the things to their original places, then polished the ink and said, "Come in."
Two little palace maids came in, and one of them said with a hint of caution: "Your Majesty, you'd better let your slave grind it for you."
The other one hurriedly said: "Yes, Madam, please rest for a while. Just let the two servants do it."
"No, this is my task, you can just stand aside." Yun Xiyao said calmly.
The confidants around her were killed one after another due to one incident after another. To be honest, she didn't dare to completely trust the newly selected female personal officers. That's why she sent them away just now.
The two palace maids responded and stood aside obediently.
Less than half an hour later, Yun Jingchu returned slowly, looked at the ink that was about to overflow from the inkstone, and nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work, Concubine Shu. It's getting late. You should go back quickly."
"Yes, empress, I will leave first." Yun Xiyao bowed respectfully and then exited.
After going out, I rubbed my hungry belly. My arms were so sore that it felt like they had been filled with mud, and my fingers were burning with pain. When I lifted them up, I saw that there were several blisters. Yun Xiyao's eyes flashed with joy.
The thought that she could take revenge immediately made her feel extremely good.
The next day, Yun Xiyao arrived at Fengxiang Palace in a good mood that she had never seen in the past few days.
Like the previous few days, after greeting each other, they shortened the time for gossiping. After the others left, Concubine Dong Xian and Wang Yuyan, who had stayed to have dinner together, went for a walk, while Yun Xiyao stayed to beat Yun Jingchu's legs.
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However, today, Yun Xiyao was in a surprisingly good mood, because the book Yun Jingchu was reading was the one she had put poison on yesterday.
She had noticed a long time ago that when Yun Jing first read a book and was fascinated by it, he couldn't help but dip his index finger into the book and forget to maintain the elegant posture. Now is no exception.
"The Emperor has arrived -" Just when Yun Jingchu was immersed in his book, An Fuhai's announcement came from outside.
"..." Yun Jingchu seemed not to hear it at all, still immersed in the world in the book.
Yun Xiyao's eyes flashed with anticipation, and her posture of beating her legs became more humble and pitiful.
Dongfang Chen strode in, glanced at Yun Xiyao who was kneeling by Yun Jingchu's legs and beating her legs, and then looked at Yun Jingchu who was focused on the book...
"See you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty." Yun Xiyao leaned down and lowered her greeting voice in a very low voice, as if she was afraid of disturbing Yun Jingchu.