Kang Yufei wiped the table, his eyes glanced at the prince, his face was pale, his brows were deep, and it was already very unnatural.

She secretly sighed in her heart, it was really amazing to be able to last so long.

Wang Gonggong suddenly raised his head, looked at her, and shouted, "Miss Zhao, Miss Zhao." ”

Kang Yufei secretly suppressed the joy in her heart, and pretended to be confused and walked over, "Princess, what's wrong?" ”

His face was distorted and said, "My stomach is uncomfortable, I have to go to the hut, can you help me watch it?" ”

"Oh, go, go, go, I'm here watching, waiting for you to come back." Kang Yufei nodded, turned around and wiped the table again, pretending not to care about his whereabouts.

But she didn't hear the steps of the prince running away in a hurry, she couldn't help but turn around and look, and found that the prince was locking the small study. She wanted to dissuade her, but she couldn't think of a suitable excuse for a while, so she had to give up.

However, Kang Yufei didn't care, she pulled out the lock-picking tools hidden in her bun, and the inappropriate thing of sliding the door and picking the lock, she learned some from her third brother Kang Yuche when she was a child, and now it comes in handy.

Soon, with a click, the lock was picked open. She pushed the door lightly, and the room was small, and her eyes turned to see it. On the left hand side of the door is an Arhat bed, and next to it is a small square table. The rest of the room is lined with various shelves, and there are many folds, calligraphy and paintings, large and small, messy on the shelves. These are not what Kang Yufei is interested in, the only thing that made her eyes stay for a moment are the two large boxes placed on the right side of the door, she approached and opened them, which were also books.

It seemed that there was nothing in the room she wanted, and she withdrew and locked the lock back again, as if no one had touched it.

There are still a few locked cabinets in the study outside, she up her ears to listen to the outside, there is no movement, she simply puffs up, she squats down, and pries open a cabinet, it is some calligraphy and painting, and then open a cabinet, and some jade lacquerware, all of which are valuable things, but unfortunately they are not what she wants to find.

There was suddenly some movement outside, and the sound was not real, but she didn't dare to take it lightly, so she quickly locked the cabinet door, took two steps and one step, stepped to the desk, and pretended to wipe the table with peace of mind.

She took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, trying to suppress her flustered breath. Someone walked in, his steps were steady, and he didn't feel like he was in a hurry to come back. But she didn't dare to look back, because the little lock of the cabinet door that had just been locked, still swinging from side to side, did not calm down. She quickly moved to the corner of the table, trying to use her body to block the view of the people walking behind her.

She watched as the lock slowly settled, her breathing gradually leveling out, and she had the energy to listen to the man behind her, but he was silent. She didn't dare to act rashly, she just pretended not to know what to do, and wiped the table peacefully.

"Uh-huh."

The man cleared his throat behind her, if the people here don't have to be like this, who dares to do this, I don't think it's the emperor or the princes and important ministers, she needs to greet politely.

She thought about taking a step back, leaving room to turn around before she knelt down and kowtowed.

But as soon as he moved his body back, he felt that he had hit the man's body. It felt that he was half a head taller than herself, and his body was very stable and strong, and he bumped into it, without shaking at all, as if he didn't want to move away and let her pass.

Fortunately, this position is the corner of the table, she quickly moved to the side, and when there was a gap, she immediately turned around and was about to kneel and salute, but was grabbed by the man's wrist and pulled up, and at the corner of her eye, she saw the dragon pattern on the sleeve of the man, she hurriedly blessed herself, "Your Majesty, the slave is concentrating on doing things, and I don't see the emperor, and I hope the emperor will forgive me." ”

She didn't dare to look up at the emperor's face, and after waiting for a while, she didn't hear what the emperor said, and she followed up with another sentence, "If the emperor has no other instructions, the slave and maid will retire." The emperor still didn't say anything, she hurriedly retreated.

Seeing the small rain and snow outside, the cold wind blew and this body cooled down, she breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat that oozed from the corners of her forehead.

"The New Year is just a few days away, and there are still a lot of things to prepare, so you can have snacks and be diligent." Zhao Baojiang walked over with a bunch of folds, followed by Qin Fu, who nodded again and again, and both of them were a little surprised when they saw Kang Yufei's expression, "What are you doing here?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Kang Yufei hurriedly walked to the small gatehouse next to the side door of the Qingshui Pavilion, and walked halfway, but remembered that his rag bucket was still in the study, so he could only grit his teeth and fold back.

"Zhao Jie, you came just in time." Zhao Baojiang grabbed her when he saw her from afar, "Go and wait in the study, I have to go out for something." ”

"But...... Father-in-law Zhao, the slave has never been in front of the royal ......" Kang Yufei was about to refuse, but was dragged into the study by Zhao Baojiang, and after entering, he found that the princess had come back and was standing at the door of the small study.

Zhao Jie stood lightly by the door, looked up at the emperor, and her mind was all on the fold, and she didn't seem to notice that someone had been replaced by the door.

Since he didn't find out, it was better to pick up his things and go out, there were people waiting for him anyway. Kang Yufei thought so and leaned over to his bucket.

"Come and study the ink." The emperor suddenly spoke.

Kang Yufei was startled, looked up, the emperor did not raise his eyes to look at her, and then looked at the prince on the side, but did not move. She motioned for the prince to wait, but the prince beckoned her to come over.

"Father-in-law Zhao has something to do, slave maid ......" Kang Yufei didn't want to serve Yanmo in front of the palace, this work was too time-consuming, and she didn't have the patience.

"Come here." The emperor's sentence was a little angry, and Kang Yufei had to hurry forward.

Yanmo's matter was put aside in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion before, which was a punishment for her.

She walked to the table, gently scooped a spoonful of water and poured it on the inkstone, and slid it around with the mill, trying to slow down her movements. The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the sound of the emperor breathing and writing. And her hands circled one by one, as if she had slipped through a few spring and autumn seasons, watching the pattern of ink turn into a towering mountain, into a crowded cloud city, and then into the faces of her father and brothers.

As she changed, her eyelids gradually became a little heavier, and a wave of sleepiness hit her. She shook her head, and caught a glimpse of the emperor's head tilted to her side, she didn't dare to move too much, she could only pinch her legs, trying to cheer up.

Circle after lap, she couldn't resist the sleepiness, the movements of her hands gradually slowed down, and she couldn't lift her head......

"Uh-huh." The emperor suddenly made a sound, so frightened that she quickly raised her head and opened her eyes, and with a fierce force in her hand, she actually broke this ink shengsheng.

One was held in her hand, and another fell into the inkstone, splashing a string of ink.

She watched the ink fly towards the emperor's body, so she could only sigh in her heart and hurriedly stepped forward.

The emperor threw the pen, "You...... Wipe clean. ”

"Yes, yes......" She pulled out her handkerchief and wiped it along the lines of the ink, on the table, on the folds, on her wrists, on her chest, and on her legs......

But it was ink, and the veil had rubbed it, and the black mark spread even more.

"This is all the fault of the slave maid, please forgive the emperor." Kang Yufei raised his head as he spoke, and looked at the emperor, but saw that it was not anger, but an indescribable look, like surprise, worry, and even a little shy.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, his eyes moved downward, and fell into Kang Yufei's hands. Kang Yufei took the opportunity to look over, and when he saw where he put his hand, he was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand, "Imperial ......"

"Get out." The emperor was really angry now, and even his voice trembled.