Looking at the empty bed, it was obvious that I was alone. Well, it turned out to be a dream last night.
She vaguely dreamed that she was being carried to bed by Jun Wuxie, and that he was coaxing her in her ears. When she woke up, there was no one there.
I sat up and looked at the messy bed. My clothes were also a little messy. I was speechless. I was just sleeping alone and dreaming. How could it be so messy?
It can't really be...
When I thought about this, I was suddenly startled and shouted, "Green bamboo, green bamboo!"
Cuizhu had already gotten up and came in immediately after hearing the sound, "Master?"
"Did the Emperor come last night?" she asked bluntly.
"Uh, no!" Cuizhu was not entirely sure and said a little confused.
She scratched her head and told the truth that she could not remember clearly.
Liuli was a little disappointed. She was indeed dreaming, thinking too much.
Cuizhu said hesitantly, "However, I really don't remember when I went back to the room last night. I clearly remember sleeping here! Weird!"
This was something she had never thought about since she got up in the morning. Why did she wake up from the bed well when she clearly had no memory of going back to the room?
"You think it's weird too?" Liuli thought for a moment, but if Jun Wuxie came, why was there no trace at all?
"Forget it, forget it, it turns out that wine is the worst thing. I still have as much plum wine as I can, so just put them away and don't take them out yet!" She lifted the quilt and stood up, sighing.
Throughout the morning, I didn't hear anything about Jun Wuxie, not even the slightest movement.
It was so quiet that it made people panic. Liuli leaned against the railing and looked at the sky. It was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, but it wouldn't rain and it felt boring!
In the evening, most of her lotus embroidery was done. In Cuizhu's words, she didn't expect that such an active person as her master could be so patient. Only she knew that she wanted to leave something for him.
While he was pricking the needle, he suddenly heard Cuizhu's joyful voice, "Master, I'm so happy, so happy!"
She suddenly shouted like this, Liuli was startled, and the needle in her hand tilted and stuck on her finger.
A drop of blood seeped out, printed on the cloth, and spread out in a bright red color.
When they got closer, Cuizhu saw it and was immediately shocked, "Ah, Master, why did you hurt your hand? Did the slave scare you? It's all the fault of the slave!"
"It's okay." She put her finger in her mouth and said, "It's just a little injury! Why are you so excited and shouting because the emperor is coming at night?"
"Uh...that's not the case!" Cuizhu suddenly looked embarrassed, looking a little embarrassed.
Liuli was also a little melancholy. She asked this question, as if she was very concerned about whether Jun Wuxie would come at night. When did she, like all the women in the harem, look forward to that person's favor?
"It's okay, I just want to talk about it. What's the matter?" She said calmly.
Cuizhu immediately replied, "I heard that the rebellion of King Luo was put down, and King Ning's army returned to the court. All the courtiers who tried to vindicate the rebellion were heavily rewarded, especially your natal family, master! I heard that your father has been promoted to the third rank.
It’s really gratifying to be promoted to the second level!”
When she said this, Liuli was stunned for a moment, father? Later she realized that she was talking about Luo Yushi.
She had almost forgotten about him.
However, he also understood in his heart that Jun Wuxie was building up his own power step by step. King Luo's rehabilitation was just a prelude, and bigger storms were yet to come.
It's a pity... I don't know if I can see it anymore!
