Zhu Yu walked around in no specific direction until she reached an empty corner. She quietly wiped away her tears.
However, more tears fell as she wiped them off.
She was extremely worried for Heir Presumptive Lu…
She… She actually liked the Heir Presumptive a lot. Since the day she began serving Miss, her gaze had never left the Heir Presumptive. She liked him very, very much, but she was well aware of her status and knew she should never be looking at the Heir Presumptive like that.
Moreover, the Heir Presumptive did not return these feelings of hers.
At the thought of this, she crouched on the floor dejectedly as even more tears fell. She eventually could not stop sobbing.
Chu Yi was crouching on the rooftop at this moment. He was feeling a little bored and thought the view looked good at this spot. He had been planning to simply admire the view and was surprised to see that little servant girl who was always by the Empress’ side was huddled up beneath him and crying quietly.
He knew that this girl was pretty capable. She could even stand up against that cunning old eunuch, Zhao Qian.
Why would she be crying here?
Was she crying tears of anger because she lost an argument with Zhao Qian?
Chu Yi always knew that the stupid, fat eunuch, Zhao Qian was a jerk who would be willing to bully a young girl.
In the imperial study, Zhao Qian, who was preparing the brush and ink while serving the Emperor, suddenly sneezed for no reason!
Which rascal out there was cursing him?
Zhu Yu still had not stopped crying when a face suddenly appeared in front of her.
That face was even making a silly expression at her.
Zhu Yu choked as her eyes widened. She was suddenly out of breath as she stammered, “You… You…”
Chu Yi was only planning to give the girl a small scare. He did not expect that she would be in so much shock that she was almost unable to catch her breath.
Her behavior gave Chu Yi a huge fright instead. He quickly dropped to the ground from his position of hanging upside down from the roof.
“Hey, what’s wrong with you?” He reached out a hand as he said this, intending to pat her back.
Before he could touch her, a palm stroke came flying toward him. “Chu Yi, what do you think you’re doing?”
Chu Yi jumped backward and managed to evade the attack.
“Chu Jiu, what are you doing?” He steadied himself and glared at her.
Chu Jiu helped Zhu Yu up and frowned at him. She spoke in an accusatory tone, “I’m the one who should be asking that. What are you trying to do?”
Chu Yi was bewildered. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
Chu Jiu glanced at Zhu Yu, who could not stop hiccupping and had tears soaking her face. She glared at Chu Yi. “What did you do to Zhu Yu just now?”
Chu Yi looked at Zhu Yu and could not help feeling a little guilty at her current state. The girl looked like she had not recovered from the scare.
“What could I be doing to a young girl?” He shook his head in denial.
Chu Jiu spat at him coldly, “I clearly saw you trying to attack Zhu Yu with your palm when I arrived.”
Chu Yi, “…”
When Chu Jiu saw that he did not answer, she added condescendingly, “You’re a pretty capable guy, aren’t you? Even going as far as to bully a young girl.”
Her words did not sit well with Chu Yi. “You tomboy, when have I been bullying this girl? Don’t you villainize me here.”
Chu Jiu clenched her fist so hard that one could hear her knuckles crack. “You d.a.m.n sissy, how dare you deny what you just did!”
Chu Yi was so angry, he rolled up his sleeves. “Don’t think that you can go around acting so brazenly just because you’ve got Zhao Qian to help you. I’ll have to teach you a proper lesson today!”
“That’s fine with me. I’ve had to bear with you for far too long!” Chu Jiu pushed Zhu Yu away and pulled out her sword from her waist.
Chu Yi did not hold back either as he brandished the broadsword in his hand. “Come on, I’m not afraid!”
Zhu Yu had just started to feel slightly better. She gave a last sob as she watched the two begin fighting each other. Then she turned away, ignoring them.