Eunuchs are not easy

"What's the matter?" Fu Huan stopped to look at him.

Tao Xing pursed his lips, and his eyes lingered on Fu Huan's face, making Fu Huan suspect that there was something dirty on his face.

Touching his face with his hand, he smiled, "Is there any problem?"

"No." Tao Xing shook his head, a little pain was visible between his brows, "I wonder if there will be a chance to drink with Mr. Fu in the future?"

Fu Huan paused for a moment, stepped forward and patted his arm, "Whatever you think, of course it's fine. It's not a big deal. From now on, we'll still be good brothers, the kind who'll be there whenever you're called."

"En." Tao Xing stared at her blankly for a long time before nodding in response.

"Then I'll go first, remember to tell Ah Jiu and the others, time is too urgent, I will treat you to drinks and dinner in a few days as an apology for last time." Fu Huan waved to him, turned around and left after a few steps.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but after that day, getting along with Tao Xing is weird, and the chatting without scruples in the past has become restrained now.

When is the head!

"Huanhuan" Just as Fu Huan was lamenting his life with a sad face, a soft call suddenly appeared beside him.

Immediately, his hand was pulled up, and he raised his head to meet An Huajin's concerned eyes, the depression in his heart disappeared a lot, and he shook his hand back, "Let's go."

"En." An Huajin nodded, and led Fu Huan to the carriage.

And not long after the carriage drove away, a figure suddenly turned out not far from the gate of the left barracks, with one hand pressed against the wall, the other hand clenched on his chest, his eyes locked on the shadow that had disappeared long ago, and he stopped and looked into the distance.

"A Ci, tell me why His Majesty suddenly gave me this position." Fu Huan half-slumped on the chair, looked at An Huajin who was busy at the desk, played with the sign in his hand, looked left and right, it was strange asked.

An Huajin's writing hand paused for a moment, and the tip of the pen dipped in ink smudged into a small ball on the rice paper. He continued to write while supporting his wide sleeve with one hand, but he turned his eyes to Fu Huan. Commander, an idle position with a name and no real power, anyone can take it."

"Without real power, it's so miserable!" Fu Huan's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight in an instant, not like what he said, but with great interest, "Then I won't have nothing to do in the future?"

Hearing this, An Huajin glared at her lightly, with a doting smile on the corner of her mouth, "Huanhuan is thinking of something good... What does it matter if you don't have real power and whether you will be easy in the future?"

"You don't understand this." Fu Huan put the sign in his hand on the table, "The lack of real power by the commander of the imperial army means that I don't have to stand in line in the future, as long as I can complete my job with peace of mind and goof around."

"What? It's been so many years, and the more you live, the more innocent you are," An Huajin sneered after hearing what she said, "If you don't look for trouble, things will naturally find you."

"At that time, there will be no ability for people to weigh it a few times. Huanhuan will really become a soft persimmon and will be manipulated by others."

Fu Huan let out a sigh of relief, and lay down on the table in front of him as if discouraged, "You can't say something nice, I didn't like this new job much at first."

"The rules in the palace are very troublesome. If my family is still here, I would rather stay in Liaodong and never come back. I just want to hide away." She lowered her eyes and played with the brushes hanging in a row, not noticing An Hua at all. Jin has stopped moving.

"Liaodong is so good?" An Huajin's voice was light and ethereal, "If you really don't come back, I'll personally ask the higher-ups for orders, and I'll go over and bring you back in person because you're self-respecting and rebellious."

"... "

Fu Huan paused his hand playing with the brush, subconsciously raised his head to look at An Huajin, seeing that his expression did not look like a joke, he stopped his movements, and was stunned for a while.

It took a long time to come back to it, the corners of the mouth were pulled, and the arms were straightened up, "Good for you, you are so ruthless! You really think of me."

An Huajin glanced at her lightly, his lips moved slightly, expressionless, "You can't tell me who you are."

"I'm back, haven't I?" Fu Huan spread his hands, yelling at him.

"It's not for me." An Huajin lowered his eyes, his curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fair and cold face was illuminated by the candlelight, which made Fu Huan feel wronged for a moment.

Fu Huan stopped, looked away, licked his dry lips, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Then... I was wrong, can't I?"

"En." An Huajin didn't know if he heard it, but he nodded and stared at the things under his hand, "Yes."

Just as Fu Huanxin put it down, the smile on her face hadn't even opened yet.

I heard him say again: "Today, I will help you take the medicine given by Doctor Hu."

"No." Fu Huan subconsciously refused, clutching the medicine in her arms tightly, "I can do it myself, if I can't, let Ding Shuang help me."

An Huajin raised his eyes and squinted at her, his lips stretched into a line, "Could it be that you forgot, how did you get this red sore all over your body?"

"It's just poisoning, and it's not necessarily her fault." Fu Huan stared and said in disapproval, "Could it be that you can't even trust your own people."

"My father-in-law will trust me in this life. It's easy to talk about other things, but not about yours." An Huajin turned to organize his things, hung up the brush again, and put it back.After finding a clean handkerchief and wiping his hands, he stretched out his hand and spread it flat in front of Fu Huan, and said calmly, "Huanhuan, bring it."

"Then..." Fu Huan frowned and thought for a while, and he didn't know what he was struggling with. Anyway, he didn't want him to take the medicine, so he took a step back later, leaning his waist on the table, his eyes flustered, "Then you are not allowed to do other things .”

"Huanhuan, what do you want the supervisor to do?" An Huajin suddenly smiled, leaning on the table under Fu Huan and approaching, "Huanhuan is still thinking about the carriage."

"You..." Fu Huan gritted his teeth, his face turned red.

An Huajin lifted the broken hair from her temples, lowered her head and sniffed it, and sighed, "Actually...it's okay."

Fu Huan stammered: "Can... what?"

"I can make Huanhuan happy." An Huajin breathed in Fu Huan's ear as he spoke, and his hands began to be dishonest, and slowly moved to the soft part of Fu Huan's body.

"It's a little small." He sighed and smiled.

Fu Huan: ...

"I'm still a young girl with a clean body, don't mess around." Fu Huan blushed and slapped his rascal's hand away.

"But I'm a rootless person, so don't worry, Huanhuan can't do much." An Huajin moved his hand up again, and turned to touch the medicine bottle that Fu Huan hid on his body, with a smile in his words, "Or, Huanhuan Huan actually hopes that the general manager will do something."

"..." Fu Huan watched as the other party touched the medicine bottle and opened it with ease. In an instant, a faint scent of the medicine hit her face, coupled with An Huajin's face close at hand, she swallowed unconsciously.

"Just apply the medicine, what are you doing so close." She pushed uncomfortably, stood up from the table.

"The candlelight is dim, I can't see clearly, it will be better if I get closer." After An Huajin finished speaking, he got a lot closer.

Fu Huan couldn't break free, so he had to cooperate with him and raised his face, letting him apply the medicine on the corner of his mouth. It felt cool, which was different from the one he used before.

It's just that the coolness on his mouth at this time made his face as hot as a fire, so hot that Fu Huan couldn't open his eyes.

"Eh, this is..." An Huajin's movements gradually stopped, picked up the objects on the table, and looked closer, his voice stopped for a while.

Fu Huan noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so he squinted his eyes, looked at the things he was holding, and said casually: "This is given by His Majesty this morning, and it is said to be used to repel mosquitoes. Hang it on your body, and forget it for a while."

An Huajin didn't speak, and silently glanced at Fu Huan, then clasped the things in his hand with force, "Your Majesty gave it, so naturally you should keep it well, it's not good if it gets damaged."

He put the things in the box on the desk, "I'll keep it for Huanhuan temporarily, okay?"

He obviously lowered his voice when he said "good". Fu Huan smiled tactfully, nodded, and said, "It's fine. I'm at ease about the things that Ah Ci keeps."

For some unknown reason, after she finished speaking, the face of the person above turned black. With her fingertips dipped in the ointment, she applied another layer of ointment on Fu Huan's mouth, even on the areas that were not red and swollen.

"that…"

An Huajin interrupted: "Too much."

Fu Huan then said brightly: "It's okay, just wipe it off."

An Huajin raised the corners of her lips and said, "Okay, I'll wipe it off for you."