Ye Wanwan was fair and impartial and settled both of them, and also allocated some of her minions to the two of them.
The servants in Guanju Palace don't have much affection for Ye Wanwan. The old one has gone and the new one has come. There is nothing to be reluctant to part with.
But this list is a bit interesting. Yan Chen helped her draw it up, and weren't the people on it the same group of young eunuchs who bullied him before?
She said why he hadn't made any move. It turned out that he was waiting for the opportunity. He assigned these people to Wei Guiren so that if something happened in the future, she would be able to distance herself from the relationship and know that he was thinking about her, which was a bit of a conscience.
He clicked with his slender fingers and changed the person for Jiang Feixue and the person for Wei Guiren.
"Take it and arrange it."
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Zhao Yi recruited three people to serve as sleeping attendants and then arranged for two people to go to Guanju Palace. Although Jiang Feixue was Ye Wanwan's cousin and must be placed here, Zhao Yi had some intentions in doing so. This was because he was deliberately disgusting Ye Wanwan.
Wan.
Look, it doesn't matter if she is a royal concubine? No matter how beautiful she is, he doesn't even want to touch her.
Oh, this dog man!
Zhao Yi was not only a dog, but he couldn't stop talking about it, so Ye Wanwan scolded him in her heart and came to Ye Wanwan's place that night.
There was no notice at all, it came so suddenly, and Ye Wanwan still held the bowl of medicine in her hand without putting it down.
Zhao Yi obviously smelled the medicine when he came in: "Is your concubine feeling unwell?"
Ye Wanwan handed the bowl to Qing Sha, stood up slowly and saluted: "I used an ice basin because I was greedy for cold, and I caught the wind and cold. It's not a serious illness."
Zhao Yi frowned slightly, then walked up and sat down: "It's rare that I'm free, so I wanted to accompany you."
Ye Wanwan walked aside calmly: "That's because I am not blessed anymore. If I pass on my illness to the emperor, it will really be my fault."
Zhao Yi's shrewd and sharp eyes searched Ye Wanwan, as if he wanted to know her hidden emotions, such as disappointment, discomfort, pain, and preferably her love for him and her unrequited desire, so that he could satisfy his man's needs.
Vanity.
Unfortunately, none.
Zhao Yi immediately became angry. He could not take Ye Wanwan seriously, but he would never allow Ye Wanwan to take her seriously.
"Has Feixue settled in yet?"
"Already settled."
"Feixue has a simple temper. She will inevitably have disputes when she is with others, so I asked her to come to your place, so you can watch her."
"I understand."
This tepid attitude was really annoying, and in the end Zhao Yi threw up his sleeves and walked away.
Just as he was about to step out of the door, he heard Ye Wanwan calling him: "Your Majesty."
Zhao Yi stopped and turned around. Ye Wanwan did not chase her, but just stood behind the curtain. The curtain covered her upper body, and only the hem of her skirt could be seen. The night wind blew the hem of her skirt, as she did.
The sound is generally ethereal.
"Your Majesty, my concubine...what did you do wrong..."
She was asking him, more like talking to herself.
Zhao Yi stood at the door for a while and finally left, so he didn't know that Ye Wanwan's face standing behind the curtain was not the weeping and lost look he expected.
Instead, he curled his lips slightly, and his smile seemed to be poisonous.
Zhao Yi came out of Ye Wanwan's dormitory and met Jiang Feixue outside. That night, Jiang Feixue attended her bed.
"Empress..."
Aunt Lin looked at Ye Wanwan and hesitated to speak. Although she said that Jiang Guiren was from their side, this was too much.
The imperial concubine is still in perfect condition, but Jiang Guiren is still sleeping with her. Does the emperor want to trample the imperial concubine's dignity into dust?
Ye Wanwan narrowed her eyes, as if she didn't understand her sorrow: "A lot of the people here in this palace have been divided. Tomorrow you go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask for some people, and I will choose them myself."
Aunt Lin could only sigh in her heart. The master was very calm, but how uncomfortable must this be?