Ziqing became a male attendant. When the servants in the eldest princess's house heard the news, some were surprised, while others took it for granted.
"Although there are many beauties in His Highness's backyard, no one has ever had a status, and no one has stayed overnight. Although that child is a little taller, his face is considered to be the most beautiful. His Highness has been the only one who has been close to him for so many years.
The waiter thought last year that he would definitely be repossessed, and now it is indeed the case."
"Ziqing is really good-looking. As a man, I was stunned when I first saw him."
"Stop calling me Ziqing. Now I want to call you Mr. Ziqing."
The servants chatted for a few words and then dispersed.
Ziqing moved into Nan Linhuang's courtyard. The place where Nan Linhuang lived was the best location and the best courtyard in the entire mansion.
The beautiful white stone paths in the courtyard are paved with white jade, the pillars of the corridor are all high-quality mahogany, and the inconspicuous orchid in the courtyard is a precious grass.
In the past, only the main courtyard was inhabited, but now the wing rooms are also inhabited.
The housekeeper brought a group of people to clean and tidy up the wing. In fact, although no one was living in the wing, it was cleaned every day and it was not dirty at all.
But it was not easy for His Highness to have a male attendant, and the housekeeper took this matter very seriously.
"Master Ziqing, this is the silk quilt that was just released this summer. It is light and warm. It will be very comfortable for you to cover it at night." The housekeeper said with a smile.
Ziqing was still dressed in white, but the material was obviously not the same as when he was a slave.
There was no smile on Ziqing's face. He said, "You can go back after finishing things."
The housekeeper thought that he was tired and wanted to rest, so he asked his people to tidy up the house quickly and left.
After the person left, Ziqing went into the house to check.
The interior of the house is really well decorated. Every small vase you can touch is worth a hundred taels of silver. The wooden floor is cool in autumn, and the floor is covered with animal skins and fine white fox fur.
Ziqing stepped on it with his shoes on.
He became a male attendant and Nan Linhuang's man.
But he was not happy.
Why not? Should we be happy?
"What's wrong with me these days?"
In the past, all he thought about was revenge every night, but now he thought about Nan Linhuang, who was dressed in red and was carefree and unrestrained, and she also loved drinking.
Since when did Nan Linhuang like drinking?
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Being a male attendant is different from before. Ziqing is not a slave but a master. Now someone else takes care of him.
He no longer has to get up early every day to serve Nan Linhuang.
When I got up early the next morning, I touched my clothes made of luxurious materials and remembered that I was not a slave and there was no need to wait for Nan Linhuang to get up.
Ziqing sat on the bed in a daze.
Nan Linhuang selected other people to serve him.
"Young Master Ziqing? Are you up?"
There was movement outside the curtain.
"What's the matter?" Ziqing said calmly.
"Young Master Ziqing, Your Highness invites you to come over and have breakfast with us."
In the past, he could only stand and serve dishes.
Now he can eat at the same table with her.
The breakfast was very sumptuous, and Nan Qing sat on the main seat with her hair loose.
When Ziqing came in and saw her hair, he was stunned for a moment.
"Ziqing, you are finally here. Can you help me comb my hair before dinner?" Nan Qing reached out and pinched his long hair and frowned and said, "The new person who is here to serve is not as good at combing and pulling as you are.
Broken hair is very annoying."
She still felt a little depressed about getting out of bed.
There was a trace of fluctuation in Ziqing's calm eyes. He reached out and picked up the jade comb beside him: "Serving Your Highness is what I should do."
He stroked her hair with his fingers.
Her hair is dark, thick, long and smooth, so there is no need to worry about it getting tangled, but you must be dexterous if you want to comb it well.
There is a light fragrance on the hair.
The hair crown is combed.
Nan Qing was very satisfied: "Ziqing, you are indeed the most popular with me."
"As long as His Highness likes it."
"Ziqing, just wait for me to get up as usual. After one day without you, I realized that I am not used to being without you."
This is really nice to say.
A smile appeared on Ziqing's face, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Why does Nan Linhuang always say things that make him misunderstand, and then always say things that make him sad?
Because of her words, Ziqing felt like she didn't feel like herself these days.
At noon, Nan Linhuang, who had gone to the palace to attend court, had not returned yet, and he did not even send a message back home saying that he would not come back for lunch.
Normally she would send a message back home if something happened in the palace.
Not today.
The housekeeper waited anxiously.
Ziqing also received the news, and he was a little worried.
After raiding Ma Yuan, the empress became sick with anger. She kept coughing during the court session, so she must be really sick.
"Steward, has His Highness returned?" Ziqing asked.
The butler replied: "Not yet."
Ziqing stood in the corridor without saying a word.
"Mr. Ziqing, it's cloudy and windy today. If you're weak, you'd better not stand outside to blow the wind."
Ziqing's brows twitched, and his intuition told him that something might have happened.
Last time, the Ma Yuan incident made Nan Linting anxious...
"Your Highness, return home!"
Suddenly there was a sound from outside.
There were many footsteps, and Nan Linhuang, who was still high-spirited in the morning, now had sloppy steps, and many people were supporting him as he walked.
The moment Ziqing saw it, he took steps forward and walked towards her quickly.
"Your Highness, what's going on?"
"Your Highness and the Emperor had lunch together. Maybe the two nobles drank a lot of wine after chatting happily. Your Highness must be drunk." The servant said with some fear.
Nan Qing's eyes were blurry, his cheeks were red, his whole body was hot, and he smelled of alcohol. He looked really drunk.
Ziqing: "I'll help you."
The male maid who was supporting Nan Qing was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Zi Qing's cold eyes, he stepped away knowingly.
Zi Qing helped her into the house. Zi Qing was taller and a martial artist with strong strength. He would not feel tired at all while supporting a woman. Instead, he felt Nan Linhuang was light and airy.
Why is Nan Linhuang so thin?
Ziqing held her close to her body and could feel the heat through her clothes.
