Is Junior Brother Going to Eat Imperial Grain?

Whether it had been a slip of the tongue or her true feelings, no one knew.

Or perhaps Master was already close to accepting her own identity. After all, if she fooled around with Rebel Disciple long enough, sooner or later she would call him "Uncle Prison."

Dugu Feng smiled and did not dig deeper. Instead, he changed to another anxious expression and said, "Sister Yutong, disaster has struck. That brat Lin Heng has caused a huge mess. Do you know?"

For the next fifteen minutes, Dugu Feng told the women about being invited over for tea, as well as the Female Emperor Supreme's judgment of Lin Heng.

He had thought being invited for tea was some joyous occasion. It turned out he had been dragged into trouble by that brat.

After listening to his account, Meng Yutong was completely dumbfounded and did not come back to herself for a long while.

Among the other five senior sisters, aside from Little Senior Sister, who still had not reacted, the other four all changed color drastically.

"(??▽?) Palace chief steward? Doesn't that mean Little Junior Brother can also hold office in the Dynasty and eat imperial grain!" Leng Qingyun looked very happy.

Smack!

Leng Qingqiu bit her lower lip, raised her hand, and struck her on the arm, not lightly at all.

"Why did you hit me!!"

"Idiot! How did you even become that right pacification guard? What are you happy about if Junior Brother becomes chief steward? Is that some good post? Don't you know the shallow meaning behind it? It means they want Little Junior Brother to become a eunuch!!" Leng Qingqiu said, hating iron for not becoming steel.

She really wanted to pry Dummy's head open and see whether it was filled with water.

"(′?ω?) Eunuch? No, no