Cannon fodder female match she became a tyrant's petite bag

Chapter 11 The tyrant is cruel and not human

Mu Jinjin was grateful to the tyrant, tossing and turning at night.

In modern times, she can go to her father's room and say some words of thanks to her father.

During the day at the Imperial Weaving Bureau, I heard from the concubines that the tyrant would revise the memorials at night in the study room of Hongxiang Palace diagonally across from the Imperial Weaving Bureau.

She got up from the bed and looked in the direction of Hongxiang Palace. The thought of the emperor's father staying up late to correct the memorial made her even more sleepless.

She pushed Imperial Concubine Jin and Lotus Bread, and saw that they were sleeping sweetly, so she climbed off the bed, put on her round-toed cloth shoes, and walked out of Jinxiu Palace lightly.

Outside, the moon is dark and the wind is high, with a cool breeze.

She grabbed the edge of the tender pink cloak, wrapped it tightly, looked down at the dark stone road, and walked forward cautiously.

Unknowingly, he really walked under the wall on the side of Hongxiang Hall.

At this time, in the dead of night, under the high wall.

She found a small hole and slipped in.

Only her height can climb through the small hole.

Crawling forward all the way, sneaking into the inner palace of Hongxiang Palace, it is very quiet and there is no one guarding it.

She walked into a room recklessly, and when she pushed the door open, she saw the tyrant sleeping at his desk.

The window was open, and a black wind blew in, blowing on the thin clothes of the tyrant.

There is not even a maid and father-in-law in the house.

Mu Jinjin walked to the window step by step, brought a small mahogany stool, climbed onto the small stool, tiptoed to reach the open window, and closed the window with all his strength.

Climb off the small bench again, and gently put the small bench back in place.

It was not warm in the house, and the fire in the central coal stove had gone out.

She rubbed her little hands, and walked cautiously to the side of the coal stove, trying to light the coal stove.

Suddenly hearing footsteps outside the door, she was startled, and quickly hid behind the screen in front of her.

Looking out through the screen, he saw a little eunuch walking in.

The little eunuch walked to the tyrant's side, holding a wooden tray with a sign on it, and waited.

Not long after, the tyrant woke up, looked up at the little eunuch, and made gestures.

The little eunuch delivered the wooden tray to the tyrant.

The tyrant flipped through the wooden plate, found a sign, and threw it to the little eunuch.

The little eunuch took the sign and stepped back.

It was only then that Mu Jinjin realized that the emperor was flopping and choosing which concubine to sleep in at night!

Not long after, the little eunuch led in a woman, wearing an ice-blue long dress, with bright eyes and bright teeth.

The tyrant gestured to the little eunuch.

The little eunuch took a basket of coal lumps from the side of the coal stove, put them into the coal stove, handed the concubine a cattail fan, and withdrew.

The tyrant then revised the memorial.

The concubine fanned the fire with a cattail fan like a puppet.

Hot steam and white smoke came out of the stove.

The tyrant glared at the woman in the ice blue dress with gloomy eyes.

The woman trembled in fright, and the fan in her hand fell on the coal stove. The woman immediately went to pick up the fan, and her fingers were red from the heat.

Mu Jinjin's eyes widened, and he felt very painful looking at the woman's fingers.

But seeing the woman didn't even dare to say a word, she continued to slap the fan.

The tyrant said in a low voice, "Go and open the window!"

Only then did Mu Jinjin understand why the tyrant had to open the windows on a windy night.

This coal stove emits a pungent smell, which is very choking.

The woman opened the window, went back to the coal stove, and continued to fan.

The window was facing the woman, and the black wind blew on the woman's thin body, blowing the gauze skirt.

The tyrant still focused on correcting memorials.

Mu Jinjin stared at it all night, and saw the woman sitting by the coal stove fanning herself all night. When she was taken away in the morning, she was already exhausted.

No wonder the concubines are so afraid of the tyrant, it turns out that the tyrant is so unreasonable!

Sitting on the soft cushion behind the screen, she took a deep breath and slipped away again after the tyrant left the study.

Make up for a day's sleep during the day.

Thinking of the tyrant's night review memorial at night, coughing again and again, thinking of my modern father.

People who stay up late need to nourish yin, and it is best to drink white fungus soup.

Tremella soup in the palace is cheap, and you can find it in Jinxiu Palace.

Mu Jinjin remembered that there were white fungus in the warehouse.

There is a stove in the barn, and she lit a fire to cook a bowl of white fungus soup and put it in the smallest food box.

It's late at night.

She dragged the food box and came to the study of Hongxiang Palace.

Sure enough, the tyrant fell asleep again because of exhaustion.

She carefully opened the food box, took out the white fungus soup from it, placed it gently on a corner of the desk, closed the food box, and was about to leave when she heard the footsteps of the little eunuch outside the door.

She glanced sideways at the coal stove, it had already been extinguished, and it was estimated that it was that time yesterday again.

She hurriedly dragged the food box and hid behind the screen, sat on the soft cushion, and looked out from the screen.

I saw the little eunuch holding a wooden plate with a wooden sign on it, standing beside the tyrant and waiting.

After a while, the tyrant woke up and was about to turn over the cards when he saw the purple jade bowl on the corner of the table.

"Who?!"

The little eunuch trembled, "It's not me!" He quickly took out a silver needle and stuck it into the bowl to stir.

The silver needle was tested for poison, but no toxicity was found.

The tyrant stared at the bowl for a while, picked it up and took a sip, his gloomy eyes suddenly sparkled.

Mu Jinjin clearly saw two little stars from the corner of the tyrant's eyes.

When Mu Jinjin was happy, the tyrant slapped the table with a gloomy expression.

"I want to know! Who put this thing in my study?! Who owns this purple jade bowl?!"

The little eunuch said: "Report to the emperor, last summer, the emperor traveled to the country of Gui, and brought back this purple jade bowl as a gift to the concubines in the harem. There are many concubines who have obtained this bowl, and I don't know where to start."

A pair of gloomy eyes looked at the screen.

"Start from this study!"

Mu Jinjin shivered for a while, and hugged the food box tightly with both hands.

She didn't know what to do next.

Behind him, he suddenly hugged her with both hands, so frightened that she almost fainted...

(End of this chapter)