Even though the Emperor had taken the initiative to help Wang Cuilian up, the Emperor's words of 'what punishment should you take' had frightened Wang Cuilian. Wang Cuilian's face was filled with panic.
Wang Cuilian was like a bird startled by the twang of a bow. If the Emperor pulled the bowstring again, she would fall from the sky.
Jiujiu knew that Wang Cuilian was timid, but she didn't expect her to be frightened to this extent.
Jiujiu angrily glared at the Emperor. As she helped Wang Cuilian up, she comforted her in a soft voice, "Mother, His Majesty is a magnanimous person. He won't bicker with commoners like us. Don't worry."
Jiujiu's words sounded reasonable, but the highest official Wang Cuilian had ever seen in her life was the county magistrate.
Even the county magistrate, Wang Cuilian felt that he was very dignified, let alone the Emperor.
Moreover, when she thought of how she and Jiujiu treated the Emperor like a servant and how she made him chop firewood every night, Wang Cuilian had the urge to die.
Sensing Wang Cuilian's trembling body, Jiujiu sighed in her heart.
Commoners like Wang Cuilian were the most timid. Even if the Emperor said that he wouldn't blame them, she was still afraid that he would do something to her.
Jiujiu helped Wang Cuilian to the side and comforted her in a soft voice, "Mother, His Majesty has already agreed to not bicker with us. You don't have to worry."
Jiujiu's words didn't achieve the goal of comforting Wang Cuilian. Instead, it made her even more worried.
Wang Cuilian grabbed Jiujiu's arm and squeezed it so hard that Jiujiu's arm turned red.
Wang Cuilian deliberately lowered her voice, "Qian 'er, what should we do?"
As the Emperor, he naturally cared about his reputation. He naturally wouldn't say that he would punish them in front of so many people.
However, the Emperor was in a high position and had countless subordinates. On the surface, he said that he didn't care, but if he wanted to settle the score with them in private, they would have died a long time ago.
Wang Cuilian had already made up her mind. After the Emperor left today, she would pack up her things and leave with Jiujiu that very night.
Wang Cuilian's thoughts were not very complicated. Jiujiu had basically guessed what Wang Cuilian was thinking when she asked, "What should I do?" Therefore, she wanted to laugh even more.
Jiujiu held Wang Cuilian's hand and said softly, "Mother, don't worry. His Majesty is very familiar with me. He was just joking with me. We have something to discuss right now. You can go to the back."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she turned her head to look at the Emperor and motioned for him to speak up for her.
Although the Emperor wanted to look dignified, he had been with Jiujiu for more than half a month and was used to being ordered around by Jiujiu. At this moment, when Jiujiu looked at him, he immediately said habitually, "Madam, I was just joking with Li Qian. You don't have to take it seriously."
The Emperor was in a high position and didn't need to cooperate with the two of them. Seeing this, Wang Cuilian reluctantly believed it.
However, even when he was leaving, he was still half-convinced and half-doubtful. It was as if he would immediately take Jiujiu and run away if he discovered that something was wrong.
After Wang Cuilian left, only the Emperor and Jiujiu were left in the room. The atmosphere in the room instantly became relaxed.
The Emperor leaned casually on the chair and looked at Jiujiu. "I haven't seen you for a few days. You're still so eloquent."
The Emperor's tone was relaxed. It was obvious that he didn't want to find fault with her. Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled. "As a businessman, it's all about talking. Naturally, I can talk back."
Jiujiu's brisk tone amused the Emperor, causing him to chuckle.
The corners of the Emperor's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a happy expression, "You saved me. What do you want?"
This time, he didn't want to tease Jiujiu at all. He just wanted to repay Jiujiu.
The Emperor was willing to help her talk to Wang Cuilian just now. It was obvious that he was easy to negotiate. Now that he asked her what she wanted, Jiujiu pondered for a moment and said directly, "Can I have a lot of money?"
This was ancient times. Information was not developed, and she could not sense her man's exact location. If her man did not find her, she would most likely die alone. Secondly, Jiujiu felt from the bottom of her heart that nothing was more practical than money.
After all, money was omnipotent.
The Emperor was teasing Jiujiu just now, so he thought that Jiujiu was joking when she said that she wanted money.
At this moment, when he heard Jiujiu say that she wanted money again, the Emperor couldn't help twitching his mouth. "Do you like money so much?"
Jiujiu raised her eyes and looked at the Emperor as if he was joking with her. "Your Majesty, you are the Emperor. You don't lack money, but I'm just a commoner. I work so hard every day to make money. Do you think I like money?"
Jiujiu's words instantly evoked the Emperor's memories.
It seemed that every night after closing, Jiujiu would sit at the counter and count the money.
Thinking of Jiujiu's money-grubbing look when she counted the money, the Emperor instantly believed Jiujiu's words that she liked money.
He was used to those imperial concubines in the harem who obviously liked it but didn't say it. They always pretended to be noble and otherworldly. Looking at Jiujiu, whose thoughts were written all over her face, the Emperor felt that he had found the best reward for Jiujiu.
That was, "Be zhen's imperial concubine. Zhen will treat you well."
Every time there was a selection, there were countless women who racked their brains to enter the palace. After entering the palace, there were even more women who racked their brains to obtain his favor. Therefore, the Emperor felt that for a woman, the best ending for a woman was to marry him.
Moreover, Jiujiu had saved his life. Moreover, the two of them had been together for more than half a month. Even if he had many imperial concubines in his harem, he would always treat Jiujiu differently.
He would treat Jiujiu well and let Jiujiu live a life of luxury in the palace. She wouldn't have to worry about money anymore.
The Emperor thought that his willingness to let Jiujiu become his imperial concubine was the best reward. However, it made Jiujiu speechless.
Jiujiu was speechless in her heart, but her mouth said very tactfully, "This little girl is vulgar and doesn't deserve His Majesty."
"You saved zhen's life."
Jiujiu, "…"
Although there were often stories in the sketchbooks about how one couldn't repay a life-saving grace, they could only repay the debt with their bodies.
But those were freaking stories from little girls. Why did it become true when it came to His Majesty?
Jiujiu wanted to cut open His Majesty's head to see what he was thinking.
As the ruler of a country, of all things to repay, why did he want to repay the debt with his body? Couldn't he be a little more creative?
Jiujiu's mouth twitched. She looked at His Majesty and said, "This little girl appreciates His Majesty's kindness, but I once swore in front of my father's grave that I would never be a concubine in this life. I'm afraid that I will have to disappoint His Majesty's good intentions."
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