Wanrou even forgot how she fell asleep last night. After Huangfu Jin left, she was confused and didn't know how to walk back to the bed. She fell asleep when she lay down, fell asleep with her clothes on, and slept all night.
Maybe I drank too much last night and had a hangover. The moment I stood up, I had a headache and felt dizzy. My body staggered a little and I couldn't stand up.
"Mother, are you up? Why didn't you call out so that Mo'er could come in and wait on you?" Mo'er said. Hearing the sound of her getting up, he simply came in to take a look. The master was really awake. He staggered.
, which made Mo'er's heart skip a beat. Fearing that she would fall, she hurriedly ran to Wanrou to help her.
"I'm fine. I fell asleep without taking a bath last night. But now I feel something is wrong. Go and prepare bath soup for me. After bathing, I'll have breakfast." Wanrou smiled and sat back on the bed.
above the edge.
"Your Majesty got up early today. Sister Shuang'er knew that your Majesty took a bath and went to bed last night. She just went to prepare hot water. As soon as she stepped forward, she woke up." Mo'er did not stop Wanrou from sitting, but just said to the side.
While he was neatly tidying up the bed and the messy bedding.
After Mo'er finished tidying up, she suddenly screamed "Ah!" and ran out of the hall quickly. Apparently she had forgotten something important.
Wanrou was wondering when she saw Mo'er walking in with a bowl of concoction. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Mo'er's memory is really bad. I almost missed the point! My dear, this is sobering tea. Drink it quickly."
Come on! Drink it and your head will stop hurting."
"This, this dark thing is obviously the concoction. Girl, how does it look like tea?" Wan Rou was speechless and could only smile helplessly. The same goes for Mo'er.
"But when Eunuch Fu just brought it, he said it was sobering tea! Could it be that Mo'er made a mistake?" Mo'er pursed her lips, thinking about something on the spot, and whispered to herself.
.
But the whisper was still clearly conveyed to Wanrou's ears. Her smile instantly faded and she asked lightly: "You mean, Eunuch Fu brought this medicine? Is it the emperor's will?"
Mo'er quickly shook her head and denied Wanrou's statement: "Eunuch Fu specifically confessed that this was brought by Prime Minister Mo. He said that the empress drank too much last night and would definitely feel unwell when she got up this morning, so he was asked to sober her up.
Here comes the tea."
Wanrou silently picked up the medicine bowl, and just as she was about to throw it to the ground, she changed her mind in an instant. She held it to her mouth and endured the slight bitterness, and drank the sobering tea.
What did Prime Minister Mo send Eunuch Fu to bring? If she told her, this girl Mo'er might believe it, but would she, Ruolan Wanrou, believe it? Mo Chubai wanted to deliver the medicine, so he could justifiably bring it to her Ruoxue Palace.
, why go all the way to the Shengde Hall to find Eunuch Fu, and then bother Eunuch Fu to come? Isn’t this just unnecessary?
Presumably, it was Huangfu Jin who would send Eunuch Fu to do these things. Such an obvious statement was just to know that it was him who sent people to deliver the medicine. But he said that it was Mo Chubai who sent it, and he was not good at drinking it. Huangfu Jin was so scheming.
So heavy!
It's just that although Wanrou was disdainful on the surface, there was a hint of sweetness in her heart. However, this sweet feeling was fleeting, and was replaced by confusion and sadness.
"Mother, I heard that the emperor came last night?" Mo'er took the empty bowl in Wanrou's hand, couldn't hold back her temper, and asked anyway.
"You girl, you are the only one who is so troublesome!" Wanrou knew that Mo'er was innocent and showed everything in her mind. She stretched out her hand and patted her forehead gently, accusing her.
"Your Majesty, are you up? You are ready. Your Majesty can go to the side hall to take a bath." At this time, Shuang'er opened the gauze curtain and walked in to report. Since that time she and Huangfu Jin were entangled in the Bishui Palace, she
She pestered him to get a comfortable bath for her in Ruoxue Palace. Unexpectedly, he actually opened a small bath for her in the side hall for her to use alone.
Wanrou just nodded and was about to start walking, but Mo'er pestered her and said: "My queen, let Mo'er take care of your bath."
Wanrou looked at Shuang'er, then at Mo'er who looked sincere. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a burst of laughter coming from outside the door. Wanrou knew that it must be Qiu Siyu and Mo Chubai who were bothering her again.
He immediately ordered: "Shuang'er, go prepare breakfast and serve Doctor Qiu and the others well. Don't neglect them. Do you understand? Mo'er will come and take a bath with me."
"My slave, I obey." Both Shuang'er and Mo'er were slightly blessed and made a standard salute. Shuang'er turned around and went out to entertain them, and Wan and Mo'er followed them to the outer hall.
"Are you here for breakfast today? I'm going to take a bath before I come out to greet you. Please do your own thing first." Wanrou acted like a master, causing everyone present to laugh.
"Wanrou, you are really like a master. We have always regarded Ruoxue Palace as our bedroom. You should go and wash yourself. I can smell your body here!" Qiu Siyu was still confused.
He looked cynical and made soft jokes.
When Wanrou said this, she felt her face flush slightly, and she walked quickly in embarrassment. She hadn't bathed all night, and she could already smell the smell on her body? Could it be that she really smelled so bad?
When Wanrou took off her clothes, she couldn't help but sniff them, which made Mo'er laugh repeatedly: "My dear, Divine Doctor Qiu must be joking with you, do you really take it seriously? Your Majesty's body smells very good.
, Your Majesty, you don’t need to ask for confirmation again and again.”
Wanrou was embarrassed by Mo'er's words, but she didn't want to lose her temper. She just used her hand to stir up a wave of water and flicked it towards Mo'er's face. She pretended to be angry and said: "Why don't you wait for me to take a bath? Stand here."
What are you doing in a daze?"
Mo'er didn't reply, just smiled secretly, picked up the handkerchief and wiped Wanrou's body carefully.
After bathing, the clothes placed on the screen made Wanrou's eyes widen and she was very surprised. Five purple dresses of different shades were neatly placed on the screen, which made Wanrou click her tongue. She was completely
I don’t know what’s going on. Do you think you like wearing purple clothes?
"Empress, my father-in-law brought these together with the bowl of sobering tea in the morning. It is said that the emperor went to the Shang Palace Bureau to choose for the empress. This purple one looks the most noble and beautiful on the empress, and is the most suitable for the empress," Mo'er said.
Don't even look up and take a look at her expression. As a palace maid, it's very important to learn how to read her words and expressions.
Sure enough, Wanrou just pulled off a lavender satin-embroidered dress and put it on. Then she pulled off the remaining gorgeous and embroidered purple clothes, tore them open with all her strength, and threw them away.
Mo'er angrily ordered: "Go to the Shengde Hall and tell the emperor! Just tell him that I have spoken in advance, so that he can stop trying to please me. I will not follow the same tactics! Let the emperor save this time.
Come and spend some time with his beloved concubine!"
Mo'er felt embarrassed. If she said these words to the emperor, would the emperor chop her in anger? But Mo'er was afraid, but she still had to do it, because at this moment, she
The master's murderous look was even more terrifying than the emperor's.
Mo'er took those clothes and quickly exited, heading towards the Shengde Hall. Wanrou looked at the bottom shirt and skirt she was wearing, biting the corners of her lips, but said to herself dissatisfied: "Sure enough, I have another concubine.
It’s different. In the past, I at least drew the styles myself, but now I just choose them! What’s changed is what’s changed, and you still want to redeem yourself?”