Eunuch's professionalism

Judging from the sound, it should be a heavy object, but looking over it, what Fu Chen saw from Fu Chen's angle was a figure struggling in the water.

That prince's suit, and a slightly familiar figure, he had seen this person just a few hours ago, the seventh prince, Shao Huachi.The keen intuition of danger made Fu Chen move before thinking about it, turned around and hid behind the pillar, covered his body to make sure that he would not be discovered, and then moved his gaze over there.

I don't know if the area of ​​Yeting Lake is too remote, or because of some order, there is such a commotion here, and no one has heard of it.But after years of observation, Fu Chen felt that the latter was more likely.

Shao Huachi completely lost the demeanor of the prince before, and now he was thumping like all the drowning people in the world, in a state of embarrassment.

There are three princes standing on the shore, the leader is the second prince Shao Huayang, who has already opened a mansion outside the palace, has a group of followers and staff, is currently the most popular for the throne, and is also the prince most similar to Emperor Cheng of Jin.He was dressed in a golden python robe, supplemented by gold trim. Nine pythons jumped on it as if they were about to break through the clouds. A few days ago, the job he got was rewarded by the emperor, and it happened that his biological mother, the queen of the Jin Dynasty, was pregnant again. At that time, beside him were the Eighth Prince and the Twelfth Prince. These two brothers belonged to Shao Huayang's faction. They looked at Shao Huachi coldly and smiled mockingly from time to time.

"Seventh brother, why did you fall down so accidentally? Brother is calling for someone to save you." Even though Shao Huayang said so, he stood by the lake without moving. He broke off a willow branch, and the green leaves dangled in the air. It shook, and the next moment it broke into two pieces and threw it on the lake, rippling up and down in circles of ripples.

It seems that in his eyes, this wicker is the Seventh Prince.

"Brother Seven, we know that you are good at holding your breath underwater. If you want to play tricks on us again, we will leave!" , the family is stable, and has always been favored by the emperor. It is a ghost that everyone is afraid of, and the twelve princes on the side also agree with his brother.

He spoke words of concern, but with an indistinct smile on his face, he watched the struggling Shao Huachi coldly.

From the position of Fu Chen's gazebo, he couldn't hear the conversations of the princes clearly, but could only see Shao Huachi's struggle that became weaker and weaker.

Gululu for a while, sank and never came up again.

There are still circles of ripples on the surface of the water, which simply returns to calm.

Fu Chen's heart was half cold.

In fact, when he rejected the Seventh Prince in a disguised form today, he had predicted that the Seventh Prince's reputation in the palace was not good, especially in the age of worshiping ghosts and gods, his cursed face and surly and gloomy temperament always There are some inappropriate rumors, although it is forbidden to talk about the rights and wrongs of the master, but who can not want to gossip, and occasionally check the traces for it.Coupled with personality flaws, he has made a lot of enemies. Now that he has lost the protection of his mother and concubine and has become an abandoned child, he should be punished by the saying that a fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken.

It's just that he didn't expect that it would come so quickly and without any scruples.

And those princes, especially the leader Shao Huayang, looked at the gradually calming lake without a trace of warmth in their eyes, and did not leave until it was about half a cup of tea.

But Fu Chen vaguely heard the loud cries for help, and several eunuchs ran over, their movements seemed to be slowed down deliberately, and then they jumped into the water after a few beats, and after a random groping, they went ashore. It didn't know how long after this, Fu Chen felt that his legs were numb, and Yeting Lake regained its calm.

After Ma Jin passed, he came out after making sure no one came again, and looked at the location where the man fell into the water. It has been a long time now, and he may have become a dead soul under the lake. What's the use of going down? .

Only then did he float a rag into the lake again, and carefully wiped the stele in front of the statue, but he noticed that his hands were trembling non-stop, and he almost couldn't even hold the rag.

It was clearly the season of early summer, but there was actually a coolness in his bones.

The prince's loss of power is like a dog, let alone talking about their eunuchs.Only at this time, how can he come to hurt the spring and the autumn.

After cleaning the Huxin Pavilion, he cast his eyes on that place again, and the image of the boy struggling appeared in front of his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, and after opening them again, he put down the items in his hand and prepared to take off his coat.

Under this water, I am afraid that the soul cannot be reborn.

In any case, at least lay in the ground.

"I thought you would continue to act as if you didn't see it."

A hoarse sound like a broken gong pierced into Fu Chen's eardrum, shaking his scalp numb.

It sounded like the howling of the cold wind outside the gate of Changchun last night. It was so dark that it made people feel uncomfortable all over.

He looked for it as if he had seen a ghost. He was the only one here since just now. Where did the voice come from?

Then I saw a wet man coming out from behind the statue of Jin Taizong. I don't know how long he stayed there and observed how long.

The man was like a duck in the rain, swaying from side to side, as if he had lost his strength, his eyelids were drooping, his lips were pale and purple, and his originally bundled hair was sticky like knotted noodles, but it didn't affect his black eyes at all. A knife-sharp light burst out of his pupils, so bright that it hurts people.

That half of the ghostly face became more and more terrifying, and some carrion meat even turned white and fell down because of the soaking, while the other side was full of immortality.

Fu Chen shuddered, this time it was not because he was afraid, he was not an ancient man, and he was not in awe of ghosts and gods to the point of madness, but he was a little terrified of his lack of vigilance just now.

"You..." How could you be alive!

"You mean, why am I still alive?"

The Seventh Prince's voice seemed to be damaged due to toxins in his body, and it was lower and hoarse than ordinary people.

There was a series of footprints and water drop marks beside the gazebo, and judging from the extent of the water stains behind the statue, the Seventh Prince should have been hiding there a long time ago, but he didn't notice it just now.

Even being so downcast doesn't take away the royal aura at all.

Shao Huachi dragged his wet steps, approaching step by step, staring at Fu Chen like a deadly ghost, with a smile on his face, but it was more ferocious than when he didn't smile.Perhaps when he sank into the water, the Seventh Prince had already considered this step, Fu Chen was a little startled that Shao Huachi's lifelike struggle in the water, he could even calculate this step for himself, it was too cruel.

Fu Chen was overwhelmed by the coldness in Shao Huachi's eyes, unable to move, he even forgot the rules of asking for peace.

The contempt and murderousness almost instantly made Fu Chen realize that Shao Huachi looked down on him from the bottom of his heart, and even looked at him as if he saw a beast who dared to provoke his master, not even a human being.

The black vision made his head go hot, and the consciousness of everyone's equality stirred in his chest, almost smashing his mind to pieces.

Fu Chen's body trembled violently, like a stuck machine, as if being restrained by something, he bent his knees.

He knelt heavily on the ground and hit the bluestone floor.

The dull knocking sound showed how hard he used it, and he didn't stop until he broke the skin on his forehead.

"The slave doesn't dare, the slave deserves to die!" Buried in the shadows, Fu Chen's expression was cloudy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he uttered words that made his heart ache, sounding submissive as before.

He knew that at this moment, Shao Huachi probably hated him for his willingness to die, and even the slave Yangzi, who he didn't usually pay attention to, could ignore him, and his dignity as a royal nobleman was provoked by him.But he has never regretted his behavior. Why should a prince with no future deserve him to sacrifice his life to fight against the three princes who are in power.

"You really deserve to die!" Shao Huachi's posture is like a wolf cub lurking in the dark, his fear of escaping from the dead makes him show his teeth and claws. After all, he is only a 14-year-old boy who lost the protection of his mother and concubine overnight. Being harmed by other brothers made him fear, but this fear could not be expressed to anyone.

"Please forgive me, His Highness Seventh." The palm that was originally wounded and cocooned was pierced again.

Fu Chen's voice exudes a calming atmosphere, which can subtly make people feel calm.

Before Shao Huachi realized it, his expression softened a little.

It's just that in my heart, I'm still very upset.

Originally, Shao Huachi treated this little eunuch differently, but now his thoughts have deteriorated. Shao Huachi can't afford such a cool servant.Seeing the respectful attitude of the little eunuch, Shao Huachi suddenly felt that he was so pathetic, ridiculous, and deplorable.

Has he actually gotten so humble that he got that bit of dignity from his slaves?

Fu Chen heard the hoarse night owl's laughter from above, and walked further and further away.

"Since you love to kneel so much, kneel outside." Shao Huachi's order came from afar.

"Yes."

"When the sun goes down, go back."

"Your servant obeys, and sends His Royal Highness the seventh."

Until the people were far away, Fu Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the blood on the floor tiles.

Quietly wipe off until the light is visible.

Spread out the bloody palm, it seems that this time you need medicine for the wound.

It's going to cost money again.