Nestled in that person's arms, Qiao Yun remained motionless, her tenderness and consideration made him intoxicated, and he almost forgot his identity.

Nan Jun's hand on Qiao Yun's waist was tightened, and he closed his eyes and said softly, "Sleep!"

Her arms were very strong, and just wrapping them around him like this gave him an endless sense of security, which was a feeling no one had ever given him.

Qiao Yun boldly hugged her arm, and closed his eyes in the refreshing lotus fragrance.

It's so late at night.

Nan Jun suddenly opened his eyes, and the man in his arms curled up sideways with her arms, so thin that it made people feel distressed.

Nan Jun remembered what was written in the book, Qiao Yun's biological father in this life was not of high status, and their life in Qiao's mansion was not easy, and they were bullied all the time.

After Qiao Yun in the book was kicked to death by "Nan Jun", Li Shi, who got the news, followed him.

Lips touched the little man's forehead lightly, Nan Jun vowed to treat him well.

Knowing that Qiao Shijun was in bed, the emperor felt sorry for him, Su Changan did not dare to make too much noise when he woke Nanjun up.

The door of the sleeping hall rang three times, and Nan Jun opened his eyes.

The person who catches my eyes is the person I think about day and night, Nan Jun couldn't help but put a smile on his mouth.

Gently kissing the slightly parted red lips, Nan Jun walked out of the inner hall lightly holding his clothes.

"Tell them not to wake up Qiao Shijun."

Nan Jun gave instructions to Su Chang'an who was serving her.

"Yes."

Su Changan responded with a bowed body, already feeling serious in his heart.

This Qiao Shijun probably fell into the emperor's eyes, and he might be the master of the harem in the future, so she had to curry favor earlier.

So, before Nanjun went to the court, Su Chang'an ordered the palace attendant to prepare breakfast for Qiao Shijun, and only treated him as a king.

Perhaps he smelled like that person, Qiao Yun slept very peacefully that night, until the sound of porcelain breaking outside woke him up.

"Slave dog, be careful, the emperor specifically ordered that you should not wake Shijun Qiao, and see if Aunt Su comes back and doesn't skin you."

A servant reprimanded with a suppressed voice.

"Brother, I didn't mean it. Please don't tell Aunt Su."

The reprimanded waiter begged with a cry.

"You still dare to shout, are you afraid that you won't wake up Qiao Shijun?"

As the little servant said, he raised his foot and kicked the kneeling man on the ground.

"What is this for?"

The door of the main hall opened from the inside, and Qiao Yun stood at the door with his clothes on, looking at the two people outside and asking.

He grew up being scolded like this since he was a child, so he got up from the bed as soon as he heard the child being scolded.

"Slave pays respects to Mr. Qiao Shijun."

The little servant waiting at the door hurriedly knelt down, but there was a sword hanging in his heart.

The emperor personally ordered, not to wake up Qiao Shijun, if the servant blames him, none of them can escape.

"Qiao Shijun, spare your life. Nu... Nu really didn't mean it, please forgive me!"

The servant who had been reprimanded before knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Qiao Yun, trembling all over.

"Get up and talk."

There was a broken porcelain bowl lying on the stone steps next to it. It must have been dropped by the child because he didn't hold it firmly.

"I dare not..."

The little waiter looked about twelve or thirteen years old, his thin body knelt there, very pitiful.

Qiao Yun knelt down and pulled him up personally, touched his cold little hand and asked, "What's your name?"

"Returning to Qiao Shijun's words, slave... slave is named Qinghu."

"People are not sages, and there is nothing wrong with it. It's just a bowl, if you drop it, it will fall."

The ginseng soup contained in this bowl might not be enough for the child's salary for several years, Qiao Yun didn't intend to embarrass him, so he never mentioned the contents of the bowl, only saying that the bowl was worthless.

"Thank you for your kindness..."

Qinghu was about to kneel down again, but Qiao Yun stretched out his hand to stop him.

"You all get up too, and clean up the place. I won't punish anyone for this matter today, so don't mention it again."

Nan Jun looked at the little servants kneeling on the ground and said, everyone in this palace is a genius, since he has given them a chance, they will not talk anymore.

"Yes."

Everyone got up one after another.

"Come and serve me to wash up!"

Qiao Yun said to Qinghu, Qinghu's mouth was so wide open in surprise.

Qinghu was originally a servant of the outer hall, but Qiao Yun allowed him to serve him. If he performed well, he could enter the inner hall to serve him. Not only the monthly payment was several times higher than before, but his status was also raised by several levels.

Qinghu was also a shrewd person, he wiped away his tears and hurriedly followed him in, and the people behind him who looked at him also had different thoughts.

"Hands are very skillful."

Qiao Yun looked at Qinghu combing his hair, and couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you, Sir, for your compliment."

"Do you often comb people's hair?"

"Returning to serving the king, there was a younger brother in the family before I entered the palace. Because my father passed away early, I raised my younger brother single-handedly. Because children love beauty, I went to the corner of the street to learn how to comb my hair secretly. Younger brother fiddled with it, making Shijun laugh."

When Qinghu said that his father passed away early, Qiao Yun's eyes flashed with distress. Although he had both his mother and father, his life was unsatisfactory.

After entering the palace for so long, I don't know how my father is doing.

"Did you enter the palace voluntarily?"

Qiao Yun looked at the child standing behind him with drooping eyes from the bronze mirror, and asked.

Qinghu bit her lip and shook her head, her voice was a little low.

"My mother wanted to continue the strings, but the family couldn't afford any money, so they sold me to Ren Yazi, and after going around for a while, I was bought by the lord who bought the palace servant."

"In the future, you will serve by my side!"

Other than this, Qiao Yun didn't know how to help him.

The sufferings in this world vary from person to person, and he was not happy at first, but he couldn't see others suffer.

"I thank you sir."

Qinghu knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed three times to Qiao Yun, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Does your servant want to eat?"

Axi, who just came back from the imperial dining room, glanced curiously at Qinghu kneeling on the ground, but didn't say much.

"What can the emperor eat before going to court?"

Qiao Yun nodded, and asked as he walked out.

"The emperor only went there after eating. Eunuch Su will prepare it for the emperor in advance every day, so you don't need to worry about it."

Ah Xi had a smile on his face, the emperor doted on his son, he was happy for him.

Now that the always indifferent young master is willing to open his mouth to care about the emperor's diet and daily life, it means that the young master also takes the emperor into his heart, which is indeed a good thing.

"That's Qinghu, let him stay by your side in the future!"

Qiao Yun nodded, and told Ah Xi about Qinghu.

"I have seen brother Ah Xi."

Qinghu hurriedly stepped forward to salute Axi. Axi is Qiao Yun's personal servant. Since the day Qiao Yun became favored, Axi has become the object of court servants' fawning. Naturally, Qinghu also knows him.