Chapter 388 The Socially Horrible Princess and Her Secret Guards 12
Chapter 388 The Socially Horrible Princess and Her Secret Guards 12
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The second day was another ordinary day. Yun Wu stayed in bed for a while and got up much later than usual. When she woke up, the kitchen was already preparing lunch.
This is just right, she hasn't had breakfast yet, and she can have lunch after washing up in a while.
At this time, Yun Wu was sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing a moon-white winter coat and skirt, which Rong Jin had just put on her.
Huixiang stood behind her and fixed her hair in a bun, while Rong Jin was standing beside the dressing table, selecting the pearl hairpin that Yun Wu would wear today.
Suddenly, Huixiang noticed that Yun Wu raised her hand to tidy up the loose hair on her forehead.
"Princess, what happened to your wrist?"
Yun Wu blinked twice in confusion, then raised her right wrist, which had a red mark of medium size on it.
"It's winter now, are there still bugs?"
Fennel frowned slightly and said, Rong Jin suddenly took out a small bottle of ointment from a wooden box beside him.
He lowered his head and gently applied medicine to her wrist, then pulled up her inner garment to cover it, and said slowly:
"Princess, have you forgotten? Last night, the princess slept for a while and then suddenly woke up to go to the side hall to look for me. It was dark and I bumped my wrist into something."
Rong Jin spoke in such detail that Yun Wu thought about it and seemed to vaguely remember that she slept for a while last night and found that Rong Jin was not around.
Then she got out of bed and went to look for him. It was dark and she was also confused at that time.
"It seems that I will have to trouble Sister Rong Jin to stay by the princess' side every night in the future to prevent anything from going wrong again."
Fennel said with a worried look, believing Rong Jin's words without a doubt.
Rong Jin nodded in agreement, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.
Just at this moment, the young eunuch ran in hurriedly and stopped outside the screen of the inner bedroom.
"Princess, His Majesty has arrived and is outside now."
Although Yun Wu was surprised by her father's arrival, she quickly got up and left the bedroom.
The emperor was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, followed by the eunuch Li Quan. He was just walking to the middle of the courtyard when he saw Yun Wu running out.
The palace maids and eunuchs serving in Changle Palace on both sides of the courtyard knelt down and saluted.
"Father!"
Yun Wu bowed politely, and Rong Jin and Hui Xiang also bowed behind her.
"Everyone, get up."
The emperor said this, and everyone who was paying their respects dared to stand up. Yun Wu walked forward and grabbed his sleeve.
"Father, the emperor has just arrived, and lunch will be ready soon. Please stay and have lunch with me."
The emperor came to see his daughter about something, so naturally she agreed.
Yun Wu's round eyes rolled around, and then she turned to Fennel and said confidently:
"Fennel, go to the kitchen and tell them to make three more dishes for lunch. No, make five more!"
"Princess……"
The corners of Fennel's mouth twitched twice. She felt that Yun Wu wanted the emperor to have lunch together just to have a legitimate reason to try a few more dishes.
Fennel bowed and saluted, then hurried to the small kitchen.
The emperor's gaze fell on Rong Jin, and that look carried the majesty of a superior for many years.
But Rong Jin seemed not to notice it. He looked calm and not afraid of the emperor's gaze at all.
"You must be the Ah Jin that Xiao Wu mentioned, the personal maidservant beside Xiao Wu."
The emperor changed the subject, and the solemn look on his face disappeared, looking kind and benevolent.
"That's right, my slave."
Rong Jin responded, and the Emperor looked him over before waving his hand for him to come closer.
Rong Jin moved a little closer to the emperor, which made Yun Wu dazed. She looked at her father and A Jin with her pink lips slightly open.
She blinked her eyes and her pupils dilated slightly...
Could it be that... Sister Ajin is going to become her father's woman?
The emperor raised his hand and gestured twice that his head and Rong Jin's head were almost parallel, then turned his head and looked at Yun Wu with a smile that made his eyes disappear.
"Xiao Wu, look quickly. Father is also very tall. He is almost as tall as a servant like you, hahaha."
Yun Wu: "..."
She was so scared that she thought Sister Ajin would become her mother in the future.
The emperor was in a good mood. He straightened his shoulders and back, and glanced down at the boots he was wearing today.
That took a lot of padding, and finally it was almost as tall as the maid next to Xiaowu, hehehe.
I went into the outer room of the bedroom with my frivolous emperor father to have lunch, and the table was full of food.
The emperor's personal eunuch Li Quan discovered that the food on the table was all the princess's favorite, and none of it was the emperor's favorite.
But the emperor didn't think it was a big deal, he is indeed a daughter slave...
Just when Yun Wu was enjoying her meal, the emperor put down his chopsticks and said tentatively:
"I have had the school renovated in the palace, and I have also invited Chen Taifu, who has served the longest and is the most knowledgeable, to come to the palace to teach. Starting tomorrow, Xiao Wu will go to school."
Yun Wu, who was gnawing on the delicious pig's trotter with her hands, was a little stunned.
Li Quan, who was standing behind the emperor, stepped forward and continued with a very kind smile on his face:
"Princess, don't panic. The emperor is afraid that the princess will learn to be lonely, so he specially asked Prince Jin to select some young men and women of appropriate age from other ministers' families in the capital to study in the palace together."
The braised pork trotter in Yun Wu's hand no longer tasted fragrant, and she swallowed with some difficulty.
Going to school, reading, and getting along with other gentlemen and ladies, the buffs are stacked up...
"Can I not go to school, Father..."
Yun Wu put down the pig's trotter that she had taken a few bites of and said pitifully.
"How can that be possible? You have to learn the ways of the emperor from Master Chen - oh no..."
The emperor looked away somewhat unnaturally, then clenched his fist and coughed twice before saying:
"It's just a simple thing to learn. It's not difficult. Father and the Grand Tutor are here."
Yun Wu is no longer as resistant as before, perhaps because she has been going out these days.
I went to a birthday party with so many people yesterday, and got to know Jiang Tang and his people, so I became bolder. I no longer acted in a reserved manner like before and dared not say a word.
Rong Jin, who was waiting beside Yun Wu, raised his eyes slightly and looked at the emperor.
He had already guessed the emperor's idea. He wanted to train Awu as the crown prince. No wonder he started to train her courage this year.
He even specially asked the Grand Tutor to come and teach, and he just let it slip that he wanted the Grand Tutor to teach Yun Wu how to govern a country, which is something only an emperor needs to learn.
The emperor intends to let Awu inherit the imperial power.
Yun Wu didn't know the emperor's intention, but she still pursed her lips and nodded pitifully and agreed.
The emperor had to go back to deal with memorials. After he left, Yun Wu was still sitting beside the dinner table sighing.
"Why do we have to go to school all of a sudden? I don't know what father is thinking. I can't even eat..."
Yun Wu's voice was soft and she then quietly reached out to the large pig's trotter that was left on the plate.
Before her hand touched the pig's trotter, Rong Jin stopped her. He wrapped Yun Wu's hand with a wet handkerchief and wiped it carefully.
"Awu has already eaten four pieces today. She can't eat any more. Otherwise, she will feel uncomfortable if she eats too much."
Rong Jin said, then took the water with soapberry and washed Yun Wu's hands clean.
Yun Wu lowered her head and chose to accept and compromise.
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