Female doctor's elegance: King Xian favors the concubine

Chapter 13 The Domineering King

"Miss Xue'er, you are here." Who knew that Xiaodongzi's voice was heard as soon as he walked in.

Xiaodongzi greeted him anxiously.

Seeing that Xiaodongzi was so anxious, Su Qian wondered if this Eunuch Jin was already angry?
It seems that it is not suitable to see Eunuch Jin today, so he hurriedly handed the food box in his hand to Xiaodongzi.

"Elder-in-law Xiaodong, please give this food box to Eunuch Jin!"

Xiao Dongzi looked at Su Qian in surprise, his eyes full of doubts, "Eunuch Jin asked you to deliver it yourself."

What!

Let her deliver it herself!

Do you want to do this, after Eunuch Jin gets angry, send it in person.

"Eunuch Jin really said that?" Su Qian looked at Xiaodongzi in disbelief and asked.

At this moment, she was thinking that Eunuch Jin must be angry, and this little Dongzi was afraid, so she asked her to send it to Nangong Jin herself.

"Of course, do you think I dare to tell lies?" Xiaodongzi said a little displeased.

Even if he had the courage, he wouldn't dare to say such a lie.

"Then where is Eunuch Jin?" Su Qian swallowed hard, and the soldiers came to cover the water and earth.

She didn't believe that her luck would be so bad, she had already passed through tragically, and would die in the hands of a dead eunuch.

"This way please!" Xiaodongzi hurriedly led the way, not wanting to delay for a second.

Su Qian originally thought that Xiao Dongzi would take her to the dining room of Nuanfeng Pavilion, but she didn't expect to come to the study.

It is said that Nangong Jin is an eunuch, but he doesn't always stay by the emperor's side.

But to help the emperor deal with the memorial, and some important things.

Originally eunuchs were not allowed to interfere in government affairs, but Nangong Jin was different.

He was sent to Dongyun Kingdom as a hostage when he was eight years old. Although he was still the virtuous king of Nanyue Kingdom when he was eight years old, he lost everything in the same year.

On the surface, the proton is an envoy to maintain the peace between the two countries, but in fact it is just a chess piece abandoned by its own country after giving its life to the enemy country.

Nangong Jin's mother was Emperor Nanyue's favorite concubine in Nanyue Kingdom, but he became the hostage of the enemy country.

It is conceivable that the harem is really a pool of muddy water. No matter who is in the emperor's place, as long as it is beneficial, he will be abandoned.

This study is very delicate, full of books, and everything is neatly organized.

But it was surprisingly quiet, as if there was no one inside at all.

There is also a chill that is not caused by the snow outside.

The more she moved forward, the colder Su Qian felt, and her whole body became tense.

She knew that Nangong Jin was inside.

And this coldness was also emitted by Nangong Jin.

Cold sweat broke out in the palm of my hand at some point.

"Miss Xue'er, go in, Eunuch Jin is inside." Xiao Dongzi suddenly stopped in front of a large vase more than one meter high.

what?
Let her go in by herself?
"There is Mr. Lao."

Although Su Qian was very nervous, she still walked forward after thinking about it.

Isn't it just to see Nangong Jin?

Just a dead eunuch.

"Eunuch Jin! The servant girl brought you porridge."

As soon as he walked in, he saw Nangong Jin who was busy at the desk.

I don't know if Nangong Jin didn't know that Su Qian had come, or if Nangong Jin didn't want to pay attention to Su Qian at all, and kept looking down at the memorial in his hand.

Dazzlingly, Su Qian seemed a little lost, and Nangong Jin just sat there, with a scholarly atmosphere.

Coupled with his handsome face, it is really an admirable picture.

There is no link between Nangong Jin and the eunuch.

"Eunuch Jin!"

But Su Qian quickly came back to her senses and told her rationally that this is definitely not a place to admire beautiful men.

And this object does not allow appreciation.

Seeing that Nangong Jin didn't respond, Su Qian called again in a low voice in embarrassment.

She still has to go to the clothing bureau to deliver medicine to Baiyun!
"What is it?" Nangong Jin finally spoke, but his eyes still didn't take away from the memorial in his hand, and his eyes didn't shift in the slightest.

What is it?
Su Qian frowned slightly, what is what?
Didn't she just say that she brought porridge?
And didn't Nangong Jin ask for porridge in the morning?
"It's eight-treasure porridge... and the seven-color glutinous rice balls made by the servants on their own initiative."

"Oh, take it out!" Nangong Jin picked up the writing brush on the desk, wrote something on the memorial, and instructed Su Qian here.

Su Qian looked at the desk full of memorials, and for a moment really didn't know where to put the porridge.

"Bring it here." Nangong Jin seemed to have handled the memorial in his hand properly.

He was looking at Su Qian who was embarrassed, and seemed to see Su Qian's thoughts.

Su Qian felt Nangong Jin's gaze, raised her head suddenly, and met Nangong Jin's eyes just in time.

Although they were looking at each other, Su Qian quickly moved her eyes away. For some reason, she and Nangong Jin looked at each other and felt flustered.

"Yes!" It doesn't matter so much, since people let her take it, then take it.

Su Qian almost held her breath, and walked towards the desk step by step.

Nangong Jin just sat there like that, and the aura he brought was not that of an eunuch, but of a king.

A domineering king.

Su Qian wondered why she had such an illusion.

The distance was obviously very short, but Su Qian walked with lead-filled steps, as if he had walked for a long time.

"Eunuch Jin and servant girl don't know what you like, so I made eight-treasure porridge." Su Qian carefully delivered the eight-treasure porridge to Nangong Jin.

Nangong Jin just glanced at the eight-treasure porridge that Su Qian sent over on the desk, "Where are the colorful glutinous rice balls?"

"What?" Su Qian was so nervous that she couldn't hear what Nangong Jin said clearly.

"Didn't you say you made some colorful glutinous rice balls?" Nangong Jin said without any expression on his face.

Only then did Su Qian hurriedly take out the colorful glutinous rice balls that she made on her own initiative.

Because she didn't know Nangong Jin's preferences, and the others didn't seem to know either, so when making porridge, she simply made a bowl of colorful glutinous rice balls.

First, he wanted to try his luck with Nangong Jin. If Nangong Jin was happy, he might be able to leave the imperial dining room.

If Nangong Jin doesn't like her, just take it away, and send it to the clothes washing bureau for the sick Baiyun.

Nangong Jin looked down at the colorful glutinous rice balls in the bowl, first with a face of contemplation, then slowly raised her hand and brought one to her mouth with a spoon.

First, I sniffed it vigorously, and then put it in my mouth.

Su Qian did not expect that Nangong Jin would not eat eight-treasure porridge at all, but seeing Nangong Jin eating colorful glutinous rice balls gave her a sense of accomplishment.

"That's right, why didn't the imperial dining room deliver it before." After Nangong Jin finished eating, she looked up at Su Qian and said.

Seeing that Nangong Jin finished her colorful glutinous rice balls, and hearing what Nangong Jin said, Su Qian naturally knew that there were no colorful glutinous rice balls in this era.

(End of this chapter)