Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

46-2

The servant who was passing by and cleaning took a look at him and his breathing suddenly became rapid. The expression of the little mermaid was as if a man was behind him and doing something.

Xue Yu seemed to have seen him, and he barely raised his arm and called out to him weakly, "Excuse me, do you know where Yunkang is?"

How to describe the servant's expression at that moment? There was shock and fear in his expression, and there was also a bit of anxiety in his fear. He looked around and thought that this mermaid was too bold. How could he call the emperor's name directly? If he was discovered, he would lose his head.

But on second thought, the mermaid might not understand the rules of the capital, and ignorance is not a crime, so it is understandable.

The servant was trying to excuse Xue Yu in his heart. He held the broom nervously, not daring to look directly at Xue Yu, and said submissively: "Your Majesty should be having dinner now."

Still thinking about eating.

Xue Yu tightened his hands on the poolside, bit the flesh in his mouth, endured the strange itch, and softly begged, "Please help me call him over and tell him I have something important to tell."

Before Yunkang left, he issued an edict that no matter what the mermaids needed, they should report to him in a timely manner. However, the servant almost forgot about this edict and seemed to have done it just because Xue Yu asked him to do so.

When the servant ran to the bedroom to ask for help, Yunkang had just picked up a piece of fresh and tender fish with chopsticks. Before he even had the chance to put it in his mouth, he put down his chopsticks and went to the backyard.

Yunkang changed into a casual outfit with a pair of black-patterned boots underneath his clothes. He walked to the edge of the pool in a few steps.

The little mermaid was lying on his stomach, with his face buried in his arms. The water was calm, and his usually active tail was no longer moving, like a wilted vegetable heart. Yunkang laughed softly, "Why, you don't even want to eat, and you're throwing a tantrum again."

The servants came to report several times that the mermaid refused to eat. He was busy dealing with the officials at the time and had no time to ask the little mermaid whether he thought the food was coarse and not to his taste, or whether he simply wanted to challenge him.

Yunkang ordered someone to light the lights, half-knelt, and said patiently, "Why are you lying down when you called me here in such a hurry? Lift your head and tell me, do you want to scold me or make a request?"

The little mermaid remained lying on the edge of the pool without moving, only his breathing was a little more obvious.

Since he didn't say anything, Yunkang guessed, "You don't like the food made in the imperial kitchen?"

Xue Yu is still.

Yunkang: "You don't like the pool water, do you prefer the ocean water?"

Xue Yu didn't move.

Yunkang asked again: "Are you bored staying in the pool all day?"

Still no response.

The emperor's patience ran out. The man looked at the buried mermaid for a long while with dark eyes. Suddenly he raised his head. The candlelight was dim. His ambiguous gaze made the servants' hair stand on end. They heard him ask tremblingly, "Or, which servant offended you?"