【Emperor Chapter 5】Abuse

Chu Jiao was worried about the child, so she went to deliver breakfast to Qiuxi Palace early the next day. After handing the breakfast to Du Ya, she secretly went to the side room in the backyard.

The door of the side room was closed, and there was no one outside. Chu Jiao's heart dropped.

The last few times she came, the children were playing outside, lying on the grass, or climbing up the banyan tree. They seemed to hate staying in the room, so Chu Jiao never went in. But she knew that it would not be a warm place. She

walked up and knocked on the door twice, but no one answered.

"Sixth Prince, are you there?" She waited for a while, but no one answered. "Sixth Prince, I am presumptuous to come in."

She pushed open the wooden door, and the creaking sound made her ears sore. Inside the door was darkness and dampness that even the sunlight could not dispel. It was already a cold winter, and Chu Jiao wrapped herself very thickly, but still felt a chill. The tip of her nose smelled a smell of mold and decay. She frowned and walked to the bed. Seeing a bulge of quilt on the bed, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the child should still be sleeping.

"Sixth Prince? Sixth Prince?" She raised her hand gently and pushed the quilt, "It's time to get up."

But soon, she was shocked.

Wherever her palm touched, there was freezing dampness. This whole quilt, which was already worn out, was actually wet! In such a cold winter, the child actually slept under this wet quilt for the whole night! ? Chu Jiao was shocked and angry. She quickly opened the quilt and carried the child away from the wet bed.

The child's eyes were closed and his face was red. He had already fainted.

Chu Jiao reached out and touched his forehead. It was hot.

She got up anxiously and walked around the room. She saw that there was still a little cold water left on the shelf. She quickly took out the cloth in her arms, soaked it, and put it on the child's forehead.

Only now did she have the opportunity to see the child's face clearly.

Although she had seen it before, it was just a quick glance. Fearing that the child would feel inferior, Chu Jiao tried not to let the realization fall on his face. Looking at it from such a close distance, the child's facial contours are actually very good, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, and you can get a glimpse of the beauty of his biological mother. However, the right half of his face was full of wrinkles, squeezing his face to the point where it was unbearable to look at. Upon closer inspection, one could see many old scars.

Chu Jiao frowned. She knew that some children might get strange diseases such as senility due to genetic problems, but such diseases usually affect the whole body. How could only half of the face be like this? This doesn't seem to be congenital...

but how did the scar come from? After wiping the child's face, Chu Jiao untied his clothes while thinking, wanting to cool him down again. However, she found that the child's body, back, and legs were all covered with scars of varying ages! Bruises, burn marks, and whip marks, each one more shocking than the other! And the two broken skin scars on his shoulders were obviously inflicted recently, and the blood scabs were still on them!

What kind of perverted person would abuse a child like this! ? Moreover, he is a legitimate prince!

Chu Jiao's hands trembled with anger. She gently stroked the scars, with a fierce look in her eyes.

She didn't believe that Rong Fei, the mistress of Qiuxi Palace, was completely unaware of this! These things would never have happened without her acquiescence!

"Um..." The child in her arms suddenly murmured, "Give it to me... give it back to me..."

Chu Jiao lowered her head and listened attentively, "What? Sixth Prince, what did you say?"

"Give me back... dumplings... mine..."

Chu Jiao listened for a long time before she guessed what he was saying from the child's intermittent mumbling.

He said, "Give it back to me, this is what Xiao Dumpling gave me."

Chu Jiao guessed that the food she brought for the child last night must have been snatched away, and the child wanted to fight for it back, so he was beaten and tortured.

Chu Jiao felt bitter and blamed herself. If she hadn't been so careless, the child wouldn't have caught a cold and had a fever! It's all her fault!

She patted the child's back and comforted him gently: "It's okay, Sixth Prince, it's okay. Xiao Dumpling will bring you something better next time!"

She hugged the child, took off the cotton padded jacket under her eunuch uniform and wrapped it around the child, rubbing his body back and forth to generate heat. She didn't dare to speak up because she didn't have the qualifications. She was just a eunuch of the Imperial Kitchen. If she went to the Imperial Hospital to find the imperial physician, she would be asking Concubine Xianrong to condone the servants to abuse the Sixth Prince. She might not live to see the sun tomorrow.

Chu Jiao warmed the child up before putting him on the bed. She wanted to take the wet quilt outside to dry it, but when she was about to get up, someone grabbed her little finger.

She lowered her head and saw that the child had woken up without her knowing.

He was half lying on the bed, with half of his ugly face covered by his cotton quilt, revealing only the handsome half. His red eyes were wide open, looking at Chu Jiao.

"Little...little dumpling..."

Chu Jiao quickly squatted down and held his hand, "I'm here, Sixth Prince, I'm here."

"I'm...sorry," Jing Chen said in a hoarse voice, "You'd better...don't come here again in the future..."

As he spoke, the light in his eyes slowly went out, as if he didn't want to say it, but had to.

In fact, he was tortured by the two eunuchs again last night, and when Chu Jiao threw something in, they happened to find it.

Although he refused to admit the source of the food, the two eunuchs, after torturing him, discussed to secretly catch the person who secretly sent it and hand him over to the queen for disposal.

Although he was reluctant to leave the only person who was kind to him, he was even more reluctant to see her die in this deep palace.

He didn't want to die. Even though his life was very hard, he had a belief in his heart that he couldn't die. So, he didn't want this man to die either.

Chu Jiao held the child's hand with one hand and gently covered his eyes with the other.

The child's eyelashes trembled in her palm for a few times, and finally closed his eyes.

Jing Chen bit his lip secretly. Sure enough, no one would not be afraid of his eyes.

But the next moment his pupils began to twitch violently under his eyelids.

This little eunuch!

Actually... Actually...

Chu Jiao gently kissed the child's trembling eyelids.

"Sixth Prince, don't think too much. Be good and have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be fine."

Chu Jiao did not just comfort the child verbally, but also had a plan in mind. Although she was powerless and could not move Concubine Rong, she could still do something. For now, they could only deal with Xiao Huan for the time being to make the child feel better.

She patted the child on the back and told him not to worry, and then she picked up the wet quilt and went outside to dry it.

There is sunshine today, and the quilt should be dry by evening.

In the room, Jing Chen secretly opened his eyes when he felt that the person had gone far away.

He looked at the slender back of the little eunuch from the window, raised his hand and touched his eyelids with his cracked fingers, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.