Chapter 169 The Third Prince's Black Moonlight Eunuch 06
Seeing this, Fushou reminded: "Your Majesty, there is still something you haven't asked about the haunted cold palace."
The imperial concubine said with disdain, "There are not so many ghosts in this world, they are just people trying to scare people."
She was halfway through her speech when she glanced at her newly done nails.
"Perhaps the light from the fire caused by the Third Brother burning something was seen by some timid eunuch, and then spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred."
Fushou nodded in agreement, "Your Majesty is wise."
Ever since Shen Xinran learned that the young eunuch who delivered the food had died, she had been stunned. Even when Eunuch Fushou saw her off, she still couldn't believe it.
She asked Eunuch Fushou, "Godfather, is that young eunuch really dead?"
Eunuch Fushou nodded and said seriously, "He was found dead in his room yesterday afternoon. His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open."
Shen Xinran had a guess in her mind. She swallowed her saliva and felt a little relieved. It seemed that the male protagonist was still kind to her and didn't let her die immediately. She looked at Eunuch Fushou and smiled stiffly, "What does the palace think about this matter?"
Eunuch Fushou chuckled, "It's not surprising that a little eunuch died in the palace. The Empress asked you to come here because this little eunuch happened to be delivering food to the cold palace."
A little fat boy, about seven or eight years old, was walking towards us, surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs. He swayed from side to side as he walked.
Fushou stepped aside as soon as he saw him. Shen Xinran was a little slow, allowing the little fat man to see his face.
When the little fat man passed by Shen Xinran, he looked at her with disdain, "Where did this ugly freak come from? He's filthy in Mother's palace. We might as well just drag him out and beat him to death."
At such a young age, he could take someone's life with just one word.
This is imperial power.
Upon hearing this, Shen Xinran quickly knelt down, pleading in his voice, "It is my fault that I have stained your Highness's eyes. Please spare my life."
Upon seeing this, Eunuch Fushou quickly smiled and said, "To answer the Ninth Prince, this is my godson."
The little fat boy pouted and said, "It's okay if you're ugly, but why is your godson so ugly?"
Fushou was not angry, but continued to smile and said, "Your Highness has been enjoying cricket fighting lately. In that case, why not punish this little eunuch to catch crickets for Your Highness?"
The little fat man's eyes lit up. He looked at Shen Xinran and ordered, "Then you have to catch a few more for me. I want to choose the most powerful one to duel with the ever-victorious General Myna."
"Yes, sir." Shen Xinran remained calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent.
She couldn't help but sigh that in the palace, human life was so worthless, not even as valuable as a cricket.
No wonder countless people fight for that supreme position and shed blood.
After the little fat boy entered the hall, Eunuch Fushou took Shen Xinran's hand and said in a low voice, "You should leave quickly. You don't need to worry about catching crickets. I have my own arrangements."
"Thank you, godfather." Shen Xinran nodded slightly with gratitude, then turned around and quickened his pace to leave.
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Because he was delayed in Xianfu Palace for a while, when Shen Xinran returned to the cold palace, Sima Yi was already reading in the yard.
When Sima Yi heard the door open, he looked up at Shen Xinran and asked casually, "Where have you been?"
Shen Xinran was holding a large food box in her hand. She smiled and said, "I will go to the imperial kitchen to get breakfast for you."
Sima Yi lazily lay in the chair, turned around, and asked nonchalantly: "Then why did you take so long?"
Shen Xinran placed the food box on the stone table and explained half-truthfully, "I ran into my godfather on the road and chatted with him for a while."
Sima Yi put down the book in his hand, stood up from his chair, and continued to ask: "You often mention having a godfather, but you never told me which palace he was from?"
Shen Xinran opened his eyes wide, with an innocent look on his face: "After hearing what Master said, I realized that I never asked Godfather which palace he worked in."
Sima Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I do know which palace he is from, do you want to know?"
Shen Xinran's heart was beating in her throat. She forced herself to remain calm and said with a faint smile, "If you are willing to tell me, that would be great."
Sima Yi glanced at Shen Xinran indifferently, and said in a low voice: "He is from Xianfu Palace. In this palace, no one dares to use purple except the imperial concubine."
Shen Xinran was shocked. What purple? Could it be referring to the ointment? Wouldn't that mean she was exposed right from the start?
Chen Xinran said seriously, "Master, Godfather only said that it was a gift from the Empress. I originally thought it belonged to another concubine. If I had known it was the Imperial Concubine's, I would rather have my face rotted than use it."
Sima Yi smiled and shook his head. "I was just joking. You don't have to be so nervous. As long as the ointment is effective, it doesn't matter even if it was really given by the imperial concubine."
After Sima Yi finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Xinran intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of warning in his eyes.
This made Shen Xinran's heart tighten. She felt like she had just escaped from a wolf's den and fell into a tiger's den again.
Kneeling seemed to have become her daily routine.
Shen Xinran sighed deeply in his heart and knelt down directly, "Master, since you said so, I will not hide it. I was actually sent by the imperial concubine to monitor you."
Sima Yi raised his eyebrows and said lazily, "Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"
Shen Xinran said without hesitation: "Because the master is so good to me." She was afraid that he would poison her as soon as he came.
Sima Yi smiled and asked, "So what are your plans?"
Chen Xinran pursed his lips tightly. "This servant believes that I can be a double agent. Whatever the Imperial Concubine orders, I will be able to report it to you promptly. At the same time, I will speak well of you in front of the Imperial Concubine to ensure that she does not catch any handle on you."
Sima Yi had already walked to the stone table and sat down. He nodded thoughtfully, "That's an interesting idea."
Shen Xinran quickly took out Sima Yi's breakfast, arranged it neatly, and gave Sima Yi a flattering smile, "As long as you are willing to trust me, I will definitely live up to your trust."
Sima Yi ate his breakfast slowly and leisurely. "Of course I believe in you, but don't let me down."
Shen Xinran nodded immediately, his tone firm: "Master, please rest assured, my heart is absolutely on your side."
Sima Yi smiled and said nothing more.
Shen Xinran breathed a sigh of relief quietly. She had experienced five small worlds, and this was definitely the most tiring one.
…
At dusk in the summer, as the sun sets, the colors in the sky change like nature's palette, from dark to light with distinct layers.
Sima Yi was lying on a rocking chair eating melon seeds, while Shen Xinran was sweeping the yard. He had just cleaned the ground, but when he looked back, he saw melon seed shells all over the ground.
Shen Xinran was so angry that her eyelids twitched, but she could do nothing about Sima Yi. After all, he was the master and she was the servant.
She seriously suspected that Sima Yi had some secret that she didn't know, otherwise where would he get the melon seeds.
And last time about the peaches, she searched the cold palace all over but couldn't find a peach tree.
There was a sudden noise outside the yard.
All I heard was a young eunuch advising, "Your Highness, if we go any further we'll end up in the cold palace. We'd better go back. The Empress will be furious if she finds out."
Then a boy's voice came, "The cold palace is full of weeds, so there must be a lot of crickets. This time I want to find crickets myself and defeat the ever-victorious general, the starling."
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