Gao Hei my ass.
What kind of task did the little prince give him?
He was the most outstanding hidden guard, Rui Feng. He was tasked with taking care of the mother and daughter's daily needs, and now he was even given the name Gao Hei.
Even if he was overqualified, he shouldn't be overqualified like this.
However, no matter how depressed Gao Hei was, he could only tearfully carry out the task the little prince had given him.
Gao Hei was chopping firewood as he gloomily worked. At the same time, Jiujiu's Drunken Spring House welcomed a regular guest.
Jiujiu looked at the person who had changed into a new set of clothes and was followed by a few people who were obviously trained. She instantly had the illusion that something bad was about to happen.
The waiter had come in such a threatening manner. Was he here for revenge?
After all, she had ordered him around like a coolie for several days.
Jiujiu's lips curved into a polite and elegant smile as she frantically tried to recall if she had treated the waiter harshly. "You're back. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
When His Majesty finally regained his identity and faced Jiujiu again, the smile on his face had become elegant and arrogant.
His Majesty had the noble bearing of a ruler as he elegantly and calmly sat down on a stool. He looked askance at Jiujiu and said, "You saved zhen. Is there anything you want?"
In this world, besides His Majesty, who else dared to call themselves zhen?
It was obvious that the other party was telling Jiujiu that his true identity was His Majesty.
When Jiujiu saw how respectful the little prince was to the waiter, she knew that the waiter had a high status. But she would never have imagined that the waiter was actually His Majesty.
But shouldn't His Majesty be staying in the palace and being served by a group of palace servants? Why the hell was he thrown down from the roof in the middle of the night covered in blood?
Who would have thought that he was His Majesty when he was thrown in the courtyard covered in blood and scars?
But it was useless to say anything now. She had indeed been audacious enough to ask His Majesty to do chores for her in the restaurant.
It was already good enough that the emperor didn't want her life, how could she dare to ask for a reward?
However, Jiujiu couldn't refuse no matter what she said. In the end, she braced herself and said, "Why don't you pay up?"
As long as he had money, he could do anything. Besides, it was unrealistic to ask for anything else.
The emperor, "…"
He revealed his identity to Jiujiu not only to scare Jiujiu, but also to see what Jiujiu wanted.
In the eyes of the Emperor, Jiujiu saved his life, so she was his savior. Whatever Jiujiu wanted, as long as it was not too excessive, he would try his best to satisfy Jiujiu.
He was very curious about what Jiujiu wanted the most in her heart.
However, he had never thought that Jiujiu would be so vulgar and ask for money the moment she opened her mouth.
Damn it, she was completely different from the slut rumored outside.
The emperor was shocked by Jiujiu's request for money. After a moment, he said slowly, "Although you saved my life, you used my kindness to ask me to clean the inn for you. Tell me, what crime should you commit?"
Jiujiu, "…"
He just asked her what reward she wanted, and now he was condemning her. Was he giving her a sweet date and then hitting her with a stick?
However, after hearing His Majesty's description, Jiujiu felt that if she were His Majesty and someone dared to ask her to clean the inn like a waiter, she would definitely break that person's legs.
However, now that she was that person, Jiujiu naturally defended herself with flowery words, "Your Majesty, the ignorant are innocent. This lowly one didn't know your identity, so I should be innocent. Moreover, you were recovering at that time, so cleaning the inn would help your wound heal. What do you think?"
After staying in the inn for so long, His Majesty already had a deeper understanding of Jiujiu's eloquence. At this moment, when he heard Jiujiu saying that he asked her to clean the inn for her own good, the corners of His Majesty's mouth twitched into a sneer. He snorted coldly and said, "Is that so?"
Although His Majesty's expression was still fierce, the look in his eyes told Jiujiu that he was not very angry. It could even be said that he was in a good mood.
Since His Majesty was no longer angry, it meant that the crisis was over.
Jiujiu let out a long sigh of relief and was about to smile and say, "Yes, yes," when she heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. She turned around and saw Wang Cuilian kneeling on the ground with a pale face and a look of horror.
Wang Cuilian had only come out to ask Jiujiu what she wanted to eat, but she accidentally overheard the whole process and was so frightened that her legs turned to jelly.
The sound of Wang Cuilian falling to the ground attracted the attention of countless people. Under everyone's gaze, Wang Cuilian stubbornly got up from the ground and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, please be magnanimous and forgive my Qian 'er this time."
His Majesty, who had only been planning to tease Jiujiu, looked embarrassed. "…"
Jiujiu, who had wanted to confidently say, "Yes," was at a loss.
In contrast to His Majesty's embarrassment and Jiujiu's calmness, Wang Cuilian's heart was filled with panic.
She would never have thought that the waiter she had ordered to chop firewood yesterday would become the current emperor in just one night. Moreover, he even brought a group of tall and strong people who looked like they were trained in martial arts to denounce her.
After Li Fugui's death, Wang Cuilian's life had been completely focused on Jiujiu. When she heard His Majesty denounce Jiujiu, she thought of how Jiujiu had treated His Majesty. Wang Cuilian's vision turned black.
She and Jiujiu had actually ordered His Majesty around like he was a servant. They were simply courting death.
Wang Cuilian cried as she crawled toward His Majesty. "Your Majesty, if you want to kill someone, just kill me. Please let my Qian 'er go."
Jiujiu wanted to help Wang Cuilian up, but she couldn't do so without His Majesty's permission.
His Majesty, who had only wanted to tease Jiujiu and see Jiujiu's terrified expression, was embarrassed when he saw Wang Cuilian crying and crawling toward him. He didn't know what to say.
Jiujiu waited for a moment, but His Majesty still didn't say anything. She guessed that His Majesty was a bit embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so she walked over to Wang Cuilian. As she helped Wang Cuilian up, she gave His Majesty a meaningful look. "Mother, His Majesty is a magnanimous person. He won't bicker with us commoners."
After comforting Wang Cuilian, Jiujiu raised her head and looked at His Majesty. "Isn't that right, Your Majesty?"
His Majesty chuckled. "Yes, he won't bicker."
The Emperor's words were like an imperial edict, making Wang Cuilian's heart calm down in an instant.
Wang Cuilian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes as she tugged on Jiujiu's hand. "Qian 'er, quickly kowtow to His Majesty. Thank you for His Majesty's magnanimity."
Jiujiu, "…"
His Majesty raised his hand to help Wang Cuilian up. "Madam, you saved my life. There's no need for this."
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