At the moment when the rooster crows and the dawn breaks, the day in the palace begins again. Next to the emperor's bedchamber, a maid named Xiang'er waited quietly at the door. Her task is to wait for the emperor to get up and start the day.
Xiang'er gently pushed the door open, and the breeze gently brushed her cheeks, bringing the freshness of early summer. The room had a sleepy atmosphere, with heavy curtains blocking out most of the light. She quietly walked to the side of the bed and lifted the curtain slightly, revealing the emperor's quiet sleeping face.
There were still traces of drowsiness on the emperor's face, his brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips pulled down slightly, as if he was troubled by the busy day ahead. Xiang'er smiled softly and skillfully began to change the emperor's clothes.
She carefully unbuttoned the collar of the emperor's pajamas, revealing snow-white skin. Her fingers slid lightly over the Emperor's chest, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat. After preparing everything, she gently lifted the emperor to his feet and dressed him in an intricate dragon robe.
Xiang'er carefully groomed the emperor's hair, tied it with the softest silk ribbon, and then gently patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to wake up. The emperor slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xiang'er's smiling face, a little dazed for a while.
Good morning, Your Majesty. Xiang'er's voice was gentle and sweet, like the song of a bird in the morning.
The Emperor nodded slightly, revealing a tired smile, "Thank you, Xiang'er." ”
Under Xiang'er's service, the emperor slowly sat up and began to enjoy breakfast. Xiang'er served him with food on the side. They didn't communicate much, but every movement seemed tacit and natural.
After breakfast, Xiang'er led the emperor to the imperial study. There, a day of state affairs awaited the emperor's decision. Xiang'er grinded for the emperor, standing silently behind him, listening to his orders.
Whenever the emperor finished dealing with a state affair, Xiang'er handed him hot tea to relieve his fatigue. The scent of tea permeates the room, and the early morning sun brings a touch of tranquility to this serious morning.
When the sun shone on the emperor through the window lattice, he felt a hint of warmth. He looked up and saw Xiang'er standing quietly on the side, a soft smile on her face. The emperor put down the pen in his hand, took the hot tea handed by Xiang'er, and took a sip gently.
There are a lot of things going on today, but I feel a lot calmer with you by my side. The emperor said to Xiang'er.
Xiang'er lowered her head and smiled, "It's my honor to serve Your Majesty. ”
In her company, the emperor spent a full and calm morning. At this special moment, the relationship between the maid and the emperor transcends the boundaries of master and servant, and is more like a friend and relative.
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