[Emperor Chapter 18] Remove rotten skin

"Ah Jiao."

"Ah Jiao."

The boy's coquettish call made Chu Jiao's heart soften. She raised her hand to touch the back of the boy's head, "Why do you still wear this thing when you sleep? Didn't I say that it's not breathable and bad for the skin?" Then she took off the mask.

"Don't..." Jing Chen had no time to stop him. The two of them were very close at this time. As soon as Chu Jiao took off the boy's mask, she held his face in shock.

The boy's skin under the mask was originally full of grooves and looked like tree bark. It seemed that it was corroded by some potion. Half of his face seemed to be destroyed. The skin on the surface was gone, leaving only the pink tender flesh wrapped around the bones, which looked weird and ugly.

"What happened!?"

"I was injured while recuperating from an illness!"

"Who was it!"

"The third prince or the fourth prince?"

"Or that naughty eighth prince?"

How painful must it be? Chu Jiao's trembling hands hung in front of the boy's cheeks, but she didn't dare to put them close to him, fearing to hurt him, with a fierce look in her eyes.

She had worked so hard to raise this child, and she was reluctant to touch him, who was so bold?

No matter who it was, she was not going to let him have an easy life!

Although she was just a small figure in this palace, it was not that she couldn't do anything. She just didn't want to ruin the plot and affect his path to becoming an emperor before the boy grew up. In addition, although they are not favored, they are living a peaceful life. That's why she has been a little eunuch until now. Otherwise, she has a hundred ways to win the favor of the old emperor and make people dare not bully her.

But now someone bullies her again, she will never stand by and let the boy suffer alone.

After experiencing so many worlds, Chu Jiao is no longer the kind of person who accepts everything. I don't know if it's because she has been with the male protagonist for a long time, she has also been influenced by the possessiveness of "no one can touch my people".

"Don't worry, no one bullies me, A Jiao."

Jing Chen was relieved when he saw that there was only heartache and no disgust in the pupils of the person in front of him. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand to cover the back of Chu Jiao's hand, and let her palm touch his cheek.

"Look, it's okay."

Although the flesh under the palm looked bloody, it was bloodless, as if it was new.

"Then, what's going on?"

Chu Jiao's fingertips gently moved along the edge of his cheek, feeling the smooth touch that was different from the past, and a guess emerged in her mind.

"Master Jiang has become my master." Jing Chen's words confirmed her guess.

"He has traveled around for many years and has seen many strange diseases. Master said that my disease is caused by poison in my mother's womb, but it can be cured. It's just that the rotten flesh needs to be removed and regenerated..."

"Does it hurt?"

Chu Jiao interrupted him.

"...It hurts," Jing Chen looked at the clear eyes of the person in front of him and couldn't tell a lie, but seeing the sadness in her eyes, he hurried to make up for it, "It only hurt for a while, and Master gave me Ma Fei San, and then I couldn't feel it anymore..."

"What's more, compared to my normal appearance, this little pain is nothing..."

Over the years, although there was a mask covering his face, the fear and disgust in his eyes were much less, but the memories of his childhood could not be erased. Jing Chen knew that his appearance was too scary, and if he wanted to plan something, he couldn't stay like this forever.

So when he heard Master Jiang say that he could still be saved, he agreed immediately no matter how painful the treatment was.

"Don't look at it. It's too ugly to have the rotten skin removed now..."

Jing Chen was happy that Chu Jiao cared about him so much, but he also disliked his ugly appearance now. After Master Jiang applied medicine to him that day, he took out the bronze mirror and looked at it, but he didn't want to look at it again.

"Achen, you are not ugly at all," Chu Jiao kissed him lightly on the cheek, and promised the boy who still felt a little inferior in his heart, "No matter what you look like, you are the most beautiful prince in my heart."

The boy blushed, snatched the mask from Chu Jiao's hand and put it on again.

"You always know how to coax me."

Chu Jiao laughed. She was telling the truth, okay.

No matter what you look like, I always like you as a person.

Jing Chen looked at the smiling man in front of him and couldn't help but respond, "You too."

Chu Jiao tilted her head. What too?

"Whether you are a man, a woman or a eunuch, I don't care," Jing Chen said seriously, "As long as you don't leave me, nothing matters."

"How could I leave Your Highness? You are my master. Where the master is, Xiao Dumpling is there." Chu Jiao's attention was only focused on the second half of the sentence at first. After answering with a smile, she realized that there was something wrong with the first half of the boy's sentence.

"Master," she added half tentatively and half rescuingly, "I must be a eunuch. What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, really?"

Jing Chen saw that this man still wanted to hide it from him, and his face darkened.

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and his movement was so fast that Chu Jiao was caught off guard and attacked her chest.

Although the two pieces of flesh in my hands were tightly wrapped by something, I could still feel the soft touch.

"What is this?"