Yan Xiu glanced at the fan in his hand, then at Li Yuyu, who was addicted to pretending to cry, and silently began to shake his arm.
Forget it.
Since there's a misunderstanding, let's continue with the misunderstanding.
"Beloved concubine, since you're so moved, how do you plan to repay my hard work?" Yan Xiu asked in a deep voice.
Li Yuyu: ...
Repay again?
Could Yan Xiu be eyeing those silver notes her brother gave her again!
Pincing herself once more, Li Yuyu's crying seemed much more real this time: "Emperor, I am foolish and incompetent, not good at cooking or serving others. Only the Emperor doesn't mind raising such a foolish and incompetent person like me. How about I return the items the Emperor bestowed upon me as repayment?"
Yan Xiu: ...
How could there be a reason to take back the things he bestowed?
Even if returned, wouldn't they still be my possessions?
The little concubine is becoming more astute.
