【Emperor Chapter 8】Moaning

It was late in the night, the dew was heavy, and there was silence. A figure in eunuch's uniform quietly pushed open a door, the candle in his hand flickered, illuminating his small androgynous face.

The cloth shoes stepped on the carpet, absorbing all the sound. He slowly walked to the couch, opened the curtain, and looked at the sleeping person on the couch.

Although the man was lying, he could not hide his tall figure. He was only a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old. He was wrapped in a black shirt and looked thin but full of strength, like a sleeping black panther. The half of his face exposed in the candlelight was very delicate. His eyelashes were thick when he closed his eyes, but his thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he looked majestic without being angry.

The young eunuch bent down slightly, leaned close to the boy's ear, and said softly,

"Sixth Prince, it's Yin time, time to get up."

The boy frowned and turned his body to cover his ears to avoid the annoying sound, and the other half of his face hidden in the shadow was exposed to the candlelight.

The ravines were crisscrossed, just like Shura.

The eunuch was not frightened by that half of the face, and urged again as if nothing had happened: "Master, today old Tutor Jiang, who has been traveling abroad for many years, has returned. Yesterday you asked me to remind you to get up early..."

After hearing this, the young man slowly opened his eyes. His light red eyeballs against his black pupils looked a little blurry. He hummed twice in his throat, raised his long arms, grabbed the eunuch in front of him and pressed him down. The eunuch lost his balance and fell on him.

"Little Dumpling, why are you becoming more and more like a woman, huh?" The boy leaned close to the young eunuch's neck and breathed, "You keep nagging me all day long."

Chu Jiao stretched out her hand to push the boy away, trying not to let her chest, which was bound by the straps, touch his body, "The master also said that he has never seen a prince who is more lazy in bed than you!"

But she was resentful in her heart: Am I not a woman! ? If it weren't for you, who would dress up like this androgynous look all day long! I'm almost suffocating!

Jing Chen loosened his hand and watched the young eunuch hurriedly avoid him, his eyes darkened.

However, his surprise was not revealed. He smiled and stood up, not caring about the young eunuch's transgression in words, took the handkerchief to clean his face, and put on the mask.

"Who told me I'm not feeling well? The imperial physician has told me to get more sleep and rest." Jing Chen pretended to cover his chest and coughed a few times, which scared Chu Jiao so much that she stepped forward to support him. She stopped only after seeing the smile in his eyes.

"Master! If you scare me like this, let Xiao Yuanzi help you get up in the morning from now on!"

Chu Jiao said angrily while dressing Jing Chen.

Is it easy for her! She has to get up before three o'clock every day, and she has to help her master get up and wash, accompany him to the Shangshufang to go to school, and take care of everything like a nanny. She is simply a model of an ancient model worker. She felt sorry for the boy who had suffered so much in his childhood, so when he was taken care of by Concubine Rong's gentle policy and had some say, and when she was brought to her side, she made up her mind to be nicer to him.

But she didn't know that the boy liked to tease her more and more as he grew older, and it was as if he knew her temper, which made her angry every time.

"I was wrong."

The boy had grown up and was almost a head taller than Chu Jiao. He lowered his head, his forehead almost touching Chu Jiao's, his handsome face was full of sincerity, "Little Dumpling, you are the only one who treats me the best, would you bear to see me being bullied by others?"

"Who dares to bully you now?" Chu Jiao raised an eyebrow, she was immune to the boy's coquettishness, "Okay, master, hurry up, you will be late if you don't leave, be careful that the master will punish you to copy books!"

Listening to the little eunuch's chattering, the boy walked out of the hall in the dim morning light, the two walked one after the other on the deserted palace road, although there was no one around, they did not feel lonely at all.