Eunuch's professionalism

Fu Chen walked out of Jiangtai with Shao Huachi on his back, avoided several patrols along the way, and ran all the way without any danger. Before reaching Chonghua Palace, eunuchs approached silently.

"Master Fu, let's come." When Fu Chen looked at the person, he was a sly. The first of the 12 people that day entered the palace and changed their names. At the beginning, the 12 people correspond to the twelve zodiac signs, which are convenient for memory and sorting, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao...

In the face of Fu Chen, Quezi and the others regained the lifelessness of the dead, and they were able to pretend to be "normal" eunuchs in front of other palace officials, probably because they knew that Fu Chen belonged to the Seventh Prince and did not need to act .

The dead soldiers were also called the Huben Army in the Han Dynasty. It is said that every tiger and ben was a master selected from thousands of miles at that time. Later, the Huben army was almost slaughtered by the Qiangwu people. From the dynasty until the Jin Dynasty, it was extremely hidden, and its leader was even more mysterious.They collect orphans among the people, eliminate their emotions and desires, let these children go through a series of cruel fights, and compete for the real "huben", and then conduct facial expression and language training until they become the most qualified puppets. In the end, an equivalent exchange is carried out through special channels. As for what to exchange, it is up to the several big bosses of Huben to decide. Sometimes it is money, sometimes it is a rare item, and the value is also different.

Shao Huachi can own twelve tigers at once, but he doesn't know what he paid for it.

These dead men have been instilled with the belief of loyalty since childhood. Once they recognize the Lord, they will live for a lifetime. You can just watch your master die.

Fu Chen knelt down and put the people behind him down. The sly one had just touched Shao Huachi. Shao Huachi, who had fainted from the cold, suddenly opened his eyes. His vision was as sharp as a knife. But when he looked carefully, he found that his eyes were out of focus. This was just his instinct.

Shao Huachi managed to squeeze out a few words, "Don't...touch...me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

Fu Chen couldn't help but carried him to Chonghua Palace and put him on the bed.

"Go to the imperial hospital and ask the left courtyard to sentence Liang Chengwen." Seeing the old maid Biqing crying in a panic, Fu Chen said to her, "Don't cry first, it is important to save lives. Prepare a few buckets of warm water immediately, remember, it must be Warm water, prepare more."

It will take a while for the people from Taitai Hospital to come, Fu Chen knows that he must do some emergency treatment.

After finishing the order, Fu Chen stopped on Shao Huachi's wet skirt, "Your Highness, I'm going to take off your clothes now. If you don't object, this slave will exceed the rules."

Of course, there was no response.

After Fu Chen peeled off the frozen clothes, facing a beautiful body that was not thin on the surface, he just focused on the scars on it just like the body he saw in the anatomy class in the medical school. No frostbite, this is the best situation Fu Chen expected.This is not difficult to do, now it is only necessary to let Shao Huachi warm up slowly and restore blood circulation.After frostbite, it is not possible to roast the human body with fire or rub snow on the human body like in movies and TV dramas, which will largely cause festering and necrosis of the frostbitten part.

The bucket was prepared quickly, Fu Chen tested that the water temperature was acceptable, and slowly put the person into the bucket, holding him with both hands to prevent him from slipping down.

Seeing that the skin on Shao Huachi's body gradually became healthy and no longer cold and stiff, Fu Chen stopped heating the water.

In the dense water mist, Shao Huachi saw sporadic softness in the cold eyes of the man. He had never seen Fu Chen being gentle to him except before confessing. Before Fu Chen noticed, his movements were faster than his thoughts , and closed his eyes again.

He could feel the man pulling him out of the water and gently rubbing his body with a dry cloth. His whole body was leaning against the man, and the temperature of his body was transmitted through the fabric, Shao Huachi felt very at ease. .

Because of the cancerous tumor on his face, Shao Huachi, who never let anyone serve him, was not so disgusted for the first time.

Suffering too much malice, he is quite sensitive, and Fu Chen has no dislike for him.

After his mother's concubine passed away, no one treated him like this again.

Putting on new clothes for Shao Huachi, Fu Chen, who was about to leave, was pulled by the corner of his clothes, turned his head and saw Shao Huachi lying on the bed, looking at him with bright eyes, "Fu Chen."

Seeing that he had woken up, Fu Chen put down the basin in his hand, knelt on the ground, and almost knocked his head to the ground, "The left court sentence has not yet arrived, and the slave took the initiative to bathe and change clothes for you and insulted the master. Please apologise."

Shao Huachi opened his mouth, and a difficult voice seemed to come out of his throat: "You helped me this time, just because I am your master?"

"You have always been the master of your slaves."

"Hehe, yes, you're right. Now that I'm healed, you can get out!" Shao Huachi sneered, the smile didn't reach his eyes, what answer was he looking forward to?If Fu Chen hadn't been made to surrender, this person would have turned around and left just now, just like when they met before.

He helped him only because he had to.

After Fu Chen kowtowed, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, you said just now that you're guilty." Shao Huachi was sullen, and he wanted to tear apart the calmness on Fu Chen's face.When he was immersed in the warm atmosphere just now, why could this person be consistent and never be influenced by anyone.Shao Huachi put on the mask placed beside the bed to prevent Fu Chen from seeing the disgusting other half of his face. He propped up his head with one hand and lay on the bed, and in those slender eyes, there was a lazy and magnificent "Someone in the palace gave us enlightenment at the age of thirteen or fourteen, but the palace lady who gave me enlightenment was frightened and fainted by me."

Speaking of being fainted by himself, Shao Huachi didn't show any sadness or boredom.

Fu Chen turned around and approached the bed.

Shao Huachi lifted the quilt, revealing Yizhu Qingtian somewhere under him, "You should know it, I want you to serve me!"

Shao Huachi is 14 years old this year, and he has also reached the age of physical development. He has not vented for a long time, and suddenly he got up when he was stimulated by hot water just now, which is also a normal physiological reaction of teenagers.

A look of anger flashed across Fu Chen's face, it seems that the acceleration of his blood circulation just now was overdone!

"The slave will call the maid to come in."

"No, I'm talking about you, Fu Chen."

Bi Qing's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Hurry up, Liang Yuanjuan, our Highness..."

Before they came in, they heard Shao Huachi growling in the house, "Get out!"

Then as soon as the door was opened, some porcelain tea cups and chairs were thrown out, and Liang Chengwen, the judge of the left court, was smashed to the ground.

Liang Chengwen covered the wound on his head, and looked at Biqing with a face full of tears, "Your Highness, is he really frostbitten?"

"This..." How could a person with frostbite get up and throw things away!

Biqing was also embarrassed and didn't know what to do, now that no one dared to go in at the door, the Seventh Prince went mad and injured many people.

In the silence, Shao Huachi closed the door, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his hoarse voice was mixed with vicious anger, "Come here, right away! I don't want to hear your explanation!"

Fu Chen knelt on the spot, motionless.

Shao Huachi didn't urge him either, but just looked at Fu Chen with deep eyes.

Fu Chen moved.

Step by step, move forward in a kneeling position.

He knew that after what happened just now, Shao Huachi must be in a bad mood and needed to vent.

Throughout the ages, inferiors have been tools for venting.

And as a dog, he also needs to provide services to his master in this regard.

Looking at a man's body as a doctor will not make any sense, but what if serving another man as a man?

That's an insult, a shame.