【Emperor Chapter 12】Heartache

The setting sun shines obliquely, the window frames are stained with a dim yellow, and the light in the room is faintly shining with the last bit of brightness of the day, mixed with the grayness of the night.

Jing Chen walked to the bed in this flickering light and light. The panic and uneasiness that had been rolling in his heart since noon disappeared completely the moment he saw the person on the bed, leaving only heartache.

The person on the bed was lying on his stomach, with his little face resting on his hands. His usually lively eyes were tightly closed, and along the corners of his eyes, two dry tear marks hung on his face, and his soft and fine hair was scattered on his forehead. The whole person looked fragile and messy.

Jing Chen reached out his hand and brushed the little eunuch's hair, but his fingertips accidentally touched her smooth cheek.

The strange feeling that surged in his heart when he hugged this person's waist at noon reappeared. Jing Chen put his hand on his chest and frowned slightly. Why is his heart beating so hard? The person in front of him has been with him for many years, and the touch between the two of them has long been commonplace, so why does he feel palpitations every time now?

It seems that his touch makes the person on the bed feel itchy, and the little eunuch rubbed his hand with her cheek, like a well-behaved cat.

Jing Chen felt that this scene was familiar, and he couldn't help but tickle the little eunuch's chin with his fingers. He watched her hum unconsciously a few times, and the armor in his heart peeled off layer by layer, leaving only the softest part.

When they met, he was just a down-and-out prince who was ignored by everyone. It was this person who cared about him, protected him, and gave him the first warmth in his life. Now that he has grown up, he wants to protect her in return, but...

Jing Chen looked down, and the situation behind the little eunuch's waist made his heart tighten again. He touched the outer garment with a trembling hand, and pinched it with his fingers, revealing dried black and red blood.

He thought he had the ability to protect her, but reality gave him a loud slap in the face, telling him how stupid and incompetent he was.

There was a storm rolling in the boy's eyes, and the strong blood red dyed his eyes like a devil. He clenched his fists unconsciously, and did not notice that his palms were pinched and bleeding again.

As if to torture

himself, Jing Chen lifted the robe of the little eunuch. He wanted to see how much suffering he had made her suffer. He wanted to remember his stupidity this time, and he would make those people pay it back a thousand times!

The flesh and blood stuck to the robe, and every time he pulled it down a little, Jing Chen felt his subordinate's body tremble. He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and pulled down the little eunuch's pants completely, and finally saw the little eunuch's tortured buttocks.

The two round buttocks were covered with bruises, and there were many marks on the buttocks from being hit by sticks, many of which were oozing with blood. The blood solidified and formed into blood scabs attached to the surface. Against the backdrop of the jade-white skin around them, the entire buttocks looked particularly frightening.

Jing Chen's eyes were full of heartache. He wanted to touch it with trembling hands, but was afraid of hurting the little eunuch, so his hand was hanging in the air until someone held it.

"Little Dumpling, are you awake!?" He happily held the weak hand and looked at the person on the bed.

Chu Jiao's face was pale, but at this moment she still smiled at the boy with pursed lips.

She waved her hand, motioning the boy to come closer.

Jing Chen obediently moved closer, kneeling on one knee on the ground without caring, and put his head in front of the little eunuch.

Chu Jiao touched the boy's eyelids with her cold fingertips, and the scarlet blood in his eyes made her uneasy. Every time the boy was like this, some negative emotions were always brewing in her heart. She was always afraid that the boy would go astray and do something that could not be reversed.

Seeing that he closed his eyes reflexively, Chu Jiao tried to prop up her body, and gently kissed him as she often did when he was young.

"I'm fine, master, I will be fine after a few days of rest," Chu Jiao comforted, ignoring the pain in her buttocks, "Don't delay your studies."

That's it! It's always like this!

His little eunuch has always only cared about him, but not himself!

Jing Chen was angry and distressed, but he could do nothing about it.

"Got it!" He was about to take off the little eunuch's pants again, "Let me see your injuries first!"