Chu Qian eventually abdicated when Lin Mingquan was fifteen years old. After his abdication, he had absolutely nothing to do.

Lin Mingquan had already consolidated his power. After all, Chu Qian did not dare to hide anything from him. He also wanted to be buried with Lin Yushu, and he also wanted to see Lin Yushu in the future, so he did not dare to hide anything from Lin Mingquan.

Lin Mingquan was very annoyed when he saw Chu Qian kneeling on the side waiting for orders, but he was the prince and could not leave. It was all Chu Qian's fault.

If Chu Qian had not given birth to him, if Chu Qian had not sent his mother away after he was born, he would have been able to see his mother.

Lin Mingquan didn't care that this time he actually wanted to come here on his own. He wanted to see his mother and be hugged by her, but Chu Qian shattered his hopes.

Lin Mingquan sneered: "Why don't you come and serve me? What are you thinking about?"

Chu Qian lowered his head, feeling extremely sad. In fact, he was already forty years old in this life, and his body was slowly beginning to be unable to bear it, but the young master...

Lin Mingquan looked at him dithering and sneered, "I've already informed the Music Bureau. You should go there in a few days. Improve your service skills, otherwise you won't be able to serve your mother well in the future."

What if his mother dislikes him and also dislikes herself?

And those brothers of mine, if their fathers are not strong enough, they will also be laughed at by everyone, okay?

Even though they are all born to the same mother, their fathers are not the same person.

There is competition between them, right?

Chu Qian knew that he had no power to refuse. Even though he was the emperor, he was still that man's slave and he didn't dare to cross the line.

Even though that person has left this world, the young master is still here.

He lowered his head: "Slave obeys your command."

Lin Mingquan looked at Chu Qian with his head down and sneered, "I still prefer the way you were when you were gouging out my heart."

Chu Qian shuddered: "This criminal slave deserves to die!"

Lin Mingquan glanced at him coldly, reminding himself in his heart not to be soft-hearted. Even though this man was his biological father, how could the things he had done deserve his sympathy?

Chu Qian watched Lin Mingquan leave and slowly stood up. His legs were sore from kneeling for too long. He slowly relaxed for a while, not sure whether the young master would allow him to reveal his identity in front of the Music Bureau.

Su Yunwu walked in and saw Chu Qian like this, and sighed: "Grand Emperor, His Majesty asked this servant to give this to you."

Chu Qian took the things Su Yunwu handed over with both hands and said softly, "Thank you, Eunuch Su."

Su Yunwu was very emotional when he saw that the former emperor had become like this, but he did not dare to stay for long and left directly.

He knew that no matter how respectful Chu Qian was to his master, he could kill these eunuchs with one hand.

Chu Qian picked up the mask in his hand and slowly put it on his face. Although it could only cover half of his face, it was better than nothing.

After recovering for a while, he walked towards the Jiaofangsi.

The Jiaofangsi is not far from the imperial palace, but the palace is very large, and Chu Qian cannot ride in a sedan chair. After all, the sedan chair is for the master. If the young master does not allow it, how dare he sit in it privately?

I want to be buried with my master... As long as we can be buried in the same tomb, that's fine. If not, I can ask my master to make him into a puppet to accompany my master...

Chu Qian smiled slowly. He was very happy to be buried with his master. He just didn't know if the young master...

So, you must be obedient and well behaved, and not disobey the young master. When the time comes, beg the young master...

He lowered his head and walked to the gate of the palace. He walked out slowly. He hadn't left the palace for a long time...

Looking at the scenery outside the palace, he thought about the time when he and his master were in the imperial city. He was just an unloved prince, and his master was his princess. They treated each other with respect...

He lowered his head. Perhaps he had already fallen in love with his master at that time, but he didn't realize it?

Chu Qian had already reached the entrance of the Jiaofangsi and explained his purpose. The person at the entrance glanced at him and said, "Didn't your master tell you? The front door is for nobles to enter. In places like this, the back door is where servants should go."

Chu Qian pursed his lips, but soon smiled: "Could you please tell me how to get to the back door?"

The man looked at him disdainfully and pointed him in a direction.

Chu Qian walked over slowly. The Jiaofangsi, the Jiaofangsi of this dynasty, was a place for pleasure, but it was an elegant place where people could just listen to music and watch dances.

There is no service of selling one's body. The official prostitutes who sell their bodies are in brothels.

Chu Qian entered through the back door and saw that it was bustling with activity. He walked slowly over and before he could explain his purpose, the eunuch said, "Did His Majesty send you here? The Lord has already made preparations. You can just go straight over."

He was led upstairs by the young eunuch and arrived at a very elegant room where a eunuch dressed in very luxurious clothes sat.

Chu Qian recognized him as a eunuch of the palace's chief steward rank, wearing a red robe, and a third-rank official.

However, this third rank is the rank of eunuchs, the rank of the inner palace.

Before Chu Qian could speak, the eunuch knelt on the ground and said, "This servant pays his respects to the Emperor."

Chu Qian was shocked. This person actually knew him!

However, the eunuch only knelt for a moment before rising again. "I am Su Lin, the adopted son of Eunuch Su, who serves His Majesty. His Majesty has already informed me of your situation. I just bowed to you, fulfilling the proper etiquette between monarch and subject. However, in the Jiaofang Division, there is no emperor, only a servant, Qiannu."

Chu Qian knelt on the ground obediently: "Slave Qian greets Eunuch Su."

The young master had arranged everything, and he just had to obey orders. He knew that perhaps the young master just didn't want his identity to be revealed, which would bring shame to the master, but he was still very grateful to the young master.

Su Lin smiled and said, "The slave's kneeling posture is not standard at all. No wonder His Majesty asked you to come here..."

Before Chu Qian could react, the fierce ruler fell on him like raindrops until he assumed the correct posture.

Su Lin's laughter reached his ears: "Remember, when you salute in the future, keep the same posture as now. If you can't, you will have to taste the pain of the ruler again."

Chu Qian lowered his head and said, "Yes, I will remember this. Thank you for your teachings, eunuch."

Su Lin smiled at Chu Qian and said, "It would be best if you remember it. If you can't, it's just a few slaps. It's not a big deal."

His fingertips stroked Chu Qian's waist: "Your waist is too hard and not soft enough, but I will teach you well."

Chu Qian got goose bumps when he touched his waist, but he didn't dare to move: "Qian's slave thanks the eunuch."

Su Lin was very satisfied with Chu Qian's understanding. He had thought that a figure like the emperor would need some tricks to be obeyed, but he didn't expect it to be so easy?