strictlysupreme Chapter 525 The Tyrant's Little Palace Maid (6)
Chapter 525 The Tyrant's Little Palace Maid (6)
Moreover, since she is undergoing a tribulation, she definitely has no memories.
[Heh, even if she has no memory, she can still put us together and then take us apart.]
"Little melon, don't be angry, I'll try to stay away."
[You don't need to be too afraid. I just asked a senior colleague, and as long as you don't provoke her, you can kill someone in front of her without any consequences.]
The tyrant glanced at Wangyou, which was quite true. After all, Wangyou had witnessed him killing people while grinding ink in the study. She wasn't afraid at all, and didn't even lift her eyelids.
However, if you provoke her, such as by stealing her food, Wangyou will steal his food for a whole month.
Back then, he snatched a plate of cherry meat from her, so he made her eat vegetarian food for a month. Even if he asked the imperial kitchen to make him a midnight snack, she would sneak over and take care of it for him.
You can't hit them, you can't scold them, and you can't even say anything to them.
[So how powerful are you referring to?]
[Roughly speaking, she seems to be a supreme god, but no one knows exactly which god. Alright, let's not ask about that; it's not something we should know.]
Oh, I see.
Now, even the unified leader dared not gossip anymore and obediently attended court. Fang Miaomiao became drowsy after listening for a while and wanted Xiao Gua to give her some gossip, but Xiao Gua refused to do so.
Wangyou became even sleepier and started yawning, which made the tyrant have a rare moment of conscience.
Upon receiving His Majesty's signal, Eunuch Pan stepped forward and announced, "Speak if you have something to say, otherwise the court is adjourned!"
Then, naturally, no one stepped forward, so the court adjourned.
Despite feeling sleepy, Wangyou followed the tyrant to the imperial study. "Your Majesty, a rough estimate suggests there shouldn't be anything serious, but we'll need to examine the details further."
Aren't you curious about your identity?
"What's there to be curious about? You'll find out when you're dead. I'd rather sleep more than think about these things."
"Alright, go to sleep!" The tyrant sighed and dismissed Wangyou. He then ordered his guards to keep an eye on Fang Miaomiao.
I also made a detailed record of what melons she ate each day.
Then Wangyou would also read it. Judging from her thoughts, this girl was not very cunning. At most, her thoughts were just a bit too lively. Also, she could gossip about anything, even what color other people's underwear they liked to wear.
Forget-Me-Not really understands this behavior. You can talk about who cheated on whom or who abused their wife, that's fine, but to be curious about something as simple as someone picking their nose is a bit too much of a hobby.
Anyway, Wangyou couldn't understand it. After watching it a few times, she stopped watching. She was fine with being a mascot. National affairs were handled by the tyrant and his ministers. It was better for her not to watch it, because watching it would affect her appetite.
However, Fang Miaomiao didn't uncover many major corrupt officials while gossiping. Even if she did, they were only minor corrupt officials, which was within acceptable limits. After all, the Emperor had already killed most of the major corrupt officials.
However, Fang Miaomiao's heartfelt words saved many women trapped in the inner quarters and even found some talented people for the tyrant, who made an exception and allowed them to enter the court as officials.
When the first heavy snow fell, the tyrant issued a decree allowing women to participate in the imperial examinations.
The order was issued without any resistance, which gave the women trapped in the inner quarters a glimmer of hope.
However, many pedantic scholars also criticized women, believing that they should stay at home to bear children and raise their husbands.
When Wangyou was strolling outside the palace, she encountered several scholars who were gathered together planning to boycott women taking the imperial examinations. They were all indignant and seemed to be up to something big.
Although Wangyou didn't do much, she couldn't stand it when someone did it and someone tried to stop her. So, in broad daylight, under the clear sky, Wangyou beat those scholars until their heads were bleeding.
Wow, that's amazing!
Upon hearing the voice, Wangyou knew that Fang Miao and her system were nearby.
"If I see you causing trouble again, I will never forgive you. You're all so old and you're not even a scholar. Where do you get the nerve to talk nonsense? What, is your mother not a woman? Is your wife not a woman?" Wangyou cursed, hands on her hips.
"This is an insult to scholarship! An insult to scholarship!"
"I'll teach you to be civilized." Wangyou kicked and punched those who dared to talk back, scaring the remaining few into silence.
"Hello, Miss Xie." Fang Miaomiao mustered up her courage and stepped forward to greet her.
"You're here too!"
"Yeah, you're amazing. I was planning to have my older brother put a sack over their heads and beat them up."
"Good idea, call me next time," Wangyou said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, definitely."
"I have something to do, I'll be going now." Wangyou didn't say much and hurried off to buy her drunken duck.
The day before yesterday, the tyrant had someone buy one, and she's been eyeing it ever since. It took her a while to beat someone up, but hopefully there are still some left.
However, Wangyou's luck was as good as ever. When she rushed to Qinfangyuan, there was only one drunken duck left. Wangyou sat down and ate her favorite drunken duck with satisfaction.
[Little melon, she's not as unapproachable as you say! She's so beautiful and amazing!]
I didn't expect that either, but there must be a reason for the seniors' advice. You should still take it easy.
【Okay, okay!】
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Wangyou packed a snack for the tyrant as a small gift, but the sentiment was great!
"Speak, what is it?" When the tyrant saw that Wangyou had brought him some snacks, he felt like the sun had risen in the west.
"I just feel that His Majesty has been very kind to me, so I brought you some pastries as a token of my gratitude."
"A pastry, Forget-Me-Not, you're so stingy. I've given you so many things, and all you bring me is a pastry."
"No, never mind, I'll eat it."
"Give it to me, you promised it was for me." The tyrant snatched it away; it wasn't easy to take food from this girl's hands.
"Then Your Majesty may continue reviewing the memorials. I won't disturb you any longer." Wangyou made her way away with a grin.
The tyrant watched Wangyou's departing figure, then looked at the pastries in his hand. It wasn't all for nothing that he had been kind to that girl; at least he had brought her an expensive pastry.
However, this girl seems oblivious to the situation. Her mother is urging her to enter the harem, and the ministers are also advising her to expand her harem so as to continue the royal lineage.
Feng Qingchen knew that besides Prince Huai, he was the only one left in the royal family this generation, and Prince Huai was the Empress Dowager's son, so he had to consider the fate of the country.
"Your Majesty, it's late, you should rest," Eunuch Pan whispered a reminder.
"I understand." The tyrant put the memorial in his hand aside and prepared to go to bed.
Before going to sleep, the tyrant was still thinking about one thing: as an emperor, he couldn't have only one woman or one child. And Wangyou's personality wasn't suitable for the harem, so he should keep her under his watchful eye for now.
Although the tyrant knew better than anyone that it would be better for her to be released, that she could be given an official position or a princess, or at the very least, a position as a national advisor, and she could live a good life.
But Feng Qingchen was unwilling, because in either case, it would be impossible for him to see her every day.