Luaxin Pavilion, Li Yuyu lazily yawned, "Emperor, does it really not matter if I go to sleep?"
"No problem, just sleep peacefully."
Yan Xiu said in a deep voice.
Having received Yan Xiu’s permission, Li Yuyu no longer forced herself to stay awake, curled up under the thin quilt, and closed her eyes.
Yan Xiu stood by the bed for a moment, personally pulling down half of the bed curtains to prevent the light from outside from disturbing Li Yuyu’s rest. After doing all this, he glanced at Feng Yin, who was standing by the bed.
Feng Yin understood, this was a sign to take good care of her.
She bowed her head in silent Fuli.
Yan Xiu walked out with hands behind his back, Hua Yin helped him lift the curtain outside.
Hua Yin noticed that the Emperor neither left nor seemed to want to wait for Zhang Jian in the main hall, and looked at her in confusion.
Yan Xiu pursed his lips, unwilling to remind Hua Yin, and simply lifted his Dragon Robe and sat on the soft couch.
After regaining her senses, Hua Yin quickly ran out to call Donglai to serve Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu shook his head helplessly.
The people serving Yu’er, why are they of the same temperament as Donglai? Should he not help Yu’er choose some more capable people?
Zhang Jian followed Shen Quan into the Luaxin Pavilion.
For two consecutive days, he came to the Luaxin Pavilion twice, so he could say he was familiar with the path.
"Eunuch Zhang, please wait here a moment."
Entering the courtyard, Shen Quan said with a smile.
Zhang Jian stepped aside and bowed, "I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t."
He stood in the courtyard, thinking Shen Quan would report his arrival to the Emperor, but Shen Quan remained unmoved under the eaves.
Zhang Jian moved his lips, resisting the urge to inquire.
"Master, why don’t you sit for a while?" Donglai brought a deck chair and took up a fan, fanning beside Shen Quan.
"Alright, alright, go rest yourself. I can manage on my own."
Shen Quan enjoyed closing his eyes.
Zhang Jian standing under the scorching sun: ?
After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Jian neither saw Shen Quan get up nor saw any palace maid from the Luaxin Pavilion come by. The courtyard was quiet, and he hadn’t even seen any Palace Attendant cleaning around.
Zhang Jian was starting to feel he couldn’t stand any longer.
Another quarter of an hour passed, Zhang Jian used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his face.
Foot pain and such were secondary, the key was the heat and thirst. His inner clothes were soaked, and his throat was desperately dry and thirsty.
At this unfortunate moment, Donglai came over again, holding chilled tea, and delivered it to Shen Quan: "Master, have a sip of iced tea, just freshly brewed, really cool and refreshing."
"Hmm, I actually fell asleep, truly." Shen Quan slowly sat up, supported by Donglai, and took a big sip from the tea bowl.
Zhang Jian’s gaze was glued to the tea bowl in Shen Quan’s hand, swallowing hard in envy.
Finishing his drink, Shen Quan smacked his lips, "Drinking iced tea is truly refreshing. Have you had any?"
"Miss Feng Yin made a big pot, and it’s all been distributed. I prioritized giving Master a bowl, and after Master drinks, I’ll go and have mine." Donglai replied cheerfully.
"Then go on, don’t worry about me, there’s still time to rest."
"Yes." Donglai ran off joyfully, empty tea bowl in hand.
Zhang Jian exclaimed "hey, hey" twice, but no one heeded him.
Shen Quan noticed, and from a distance, nodded to Zhang Jian as a greeting, then lay back on the chair, fanning himself as he dozed off.
Zhang Jian: ....
When Yan Xiu got up, it was already 1:00 PM.
Donglai came over to serve.
"Where is Zhang Jian?"
"In response to the Emperor, Eunuch Zhang is still standing in the courtyard. Shall I call him inside?" Donglai replied while assisting Yan Xiu with changing clothes.
"No rush, have the Imperial Kitchen prepare a meal, we’ll speak after I’ve dined with Concubine."