Eunuchs are not easy

"Eunuch An can't keep a low profile." Fu Huan gently patted An Huajin's hand that was about to reach out, and instantly saw a trace of red on the back of that fair hand.

"..." Seeing this, Fu Huan couldn't tell how he felt. Is this man made of tofu? It would break if he slapped it. God knows she didn't use any strength.

Pursing her lips, she turned her head unnaturally, her brows still furrowed, "I think you should now think about why this happened, and why everyone is pointing the finger at you."

An Huajin: "Because they are jealous of me."

Fu Huan was speechless: "..."

Turning her head and glanced at the person with normal eyes, she could not change her face when she said such words, and even faintly made people think that what he said made sense, which is really amazing, why didn't she feel that way before.

But in the end she still couldn't hold back, she gritted her teeth, and said tentatively, "Jealous of you... what?"

An Huajin silently moved behind her while speaking, stretched out his hand and continued to half support her, protecting her staggering steps.

Only Fu Huan didn't realize how weak she looked at this moment, her face was as white as paper, and her bloodless lips continued to grab An Huajin and talk.

An Huajin sighed, raised his hand to stroke her hair, "Then what does Huanhuan like about me?"

There was no one around, maybe Fu Huan really couldn't feel anyone at this moment.In short, she was so relaxed beside An Huajin, raised her head and glanced at him, it took her a long time to understand what he was talking about.

Fu Huan, in a daze, said in a daze, "I don't like you."

"..."

"What are Huanhuan talking about? It's too windy here, let's go quickly!" An Huajin raised her well-groomed eyebrows, her expression was normal, she didn't respond to Fu Huan's words, as if she couldn't hear her.

After taking Fu Huan into his own tent and ordering everyone to go down, he took off his complicated robe before turning his attention to Fu Huan again.

And Fu Huan also knew where he had taken him, and he was not in a hurry. Instead, he groped for a soft cushion in front of the low table, sat down lazily with eyes closed, and groped for the tea bowl by the table with both hands to pour it out for himself. A glass of water, just about to drink it with his mouth.

On the way, he was stopped by someone, looked up along the hand on his wrist, licked his dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "A Ci, I'm thirsty."

An Huajin pursed her lips, "Huanhuan said she likes me, so she has water to drink."

Fu Huan looked from his face to the overlapping wrists of the two, frowning half-frowned, and at the moment when An Huajin's eyes were about to change, she only heard her softly say: "I don't like you, but I don't like you. I want to marry you and be with you forever."

An Huajin's expression didn't change for a moment, and his dangerous eyes went blank for a moment, "Huanhuan... say it again."

He carefully confirmed, "Say it again?"

Fu Huan pursed his lips, looked at the person in front of him, tirelessly, "I want to marry Ah Ci, and be with Ah Ci..."

"Well"

Fu Huan's remaining words were blocked in his mouth.

A shadow was pressed in front of him, and the light sandalwood fragrance pressed a gust of cool air into the tip of his nose, and the clear smell irritated Fu Huan's nasal cavity.

Fu Huan clenched his hands tightly, controlling his instinctive reaction. His body froze, but he didn't resist.

But his eyes never left the cup under An Huajin's hands.

She is so thirsty.

"Huanhuan..." An Huajin suddenly stopped moving, palmed Fu Huan's face with one hand, rubbed his fingertips on it, and glanced at the red and swollen lips of the other party, his eyes darkened, a little funny, "Why don't you close your eyes? "

Fu Huan, "I'm thirsty."

An Huajin opened and closed his mouth, licked his lips subconsciously, and his throat became hoarse, "Huh?"

Fu Huan tucked his chin back, glanced at the tea set on the table, and picked the point, "I want to drink water."

"The water is cold." An Huajin picked up the teacup with one hand and raised her eyebrows.

Fu Huan: "No..."

An Huajin: "I'll warm you up."

After speaking, he pursed his lips and took a sip.

Fu Huan watched An Huajin move every step of the way. A good-looking person naturally does everything to please his eyes, but...

Fu Huan's breathing was unsteady, and her throat was itching badly. The dull pain in her chest made her subconsciously push away the person who was approaching, and then frantically pulled out the spare brocade handkerchief on her body. She turned her head and coughed out a piece Blood.

"Cough, cough..."

"Huanhuan?" An Huajin was pushed back a bit, keeping her eyes on Fu Huan, and naturally saw her movements, "What's the matter?"

"In the past, people who were as strong as cows and lifted mountains and lifted cauldrons are so weak now." An Huajin stared at the blush in her palm with faint eyes, "Huanhuan, is there something to hide?" Follow me."

"No, it's just the occasional cold recently, and the old injuries from the past few years have not healed..." Fu Huan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Also, Ah Ci, do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

What is the mighty bull, is that me?

An Huajin frowned, picked up the teapot and refilled a glass of water, handed it to Fu Huan, "Here, rinse your mouth."

Fu Huan took the cup, and being watched by An Huajin, he moved uncomfortably, and took a sip of herbal tea, "No big problem, remember Xiao Niang, she will help me."

An Huajin: "Huanhuan, tell me the truth."

"I seem to have eaten something terrible." Feeling that the bloody taste in his mouth had subsided a bit, Fu Huan passed the cup over again, and nodded his chin again, "Add more."

An Huajin added some water for her, "What did you eat?"

Fu Huan had a bitter face, and smacked his lips, "I don't know, but it shouldn't be a good thing."

"After eating, I kept coughing up blood." Fu Huan drank all the water in the cup, held the cup in his hand, frowned, and touched his face with the other hand, "A Ci, look at me Is it a lot whiter?"

An Huajin was holding his breath and had no place to express it. After listening to her words, he raised his eyes subconsciously, seeing her pale lips that were almost bloodless, he subconsciously suppressed a bit of resentment, but Still disgusted, "Like a ghost."

Fu Huan's brows twitched, seeing that his expression relaxed a lot, and he didn't want him to keep asking.

He kept putting down the porcelain cup in his hand, took the opportunity to throw himself into An Huajin's arms, rubbed the tip of his nose against the other's skirt, and muttered sullenly, "I'm also haunting you even if you're a ghost."

I don't know which chord touched the opponent's heart, his body froze, and after a while, Fu Huan's earlobe was pinched by his fingertips.

"Hey..." An Huajin pinched her small and delicate ears, and didn't let go until the rubbing red was warmed up. He sighed, got up and helped Fu Huan to the bed, and covered her with the brocade quilt before opening his mouth again, "Really?" There's nothing I can do about you."

Brushing off the miscellaneous hair on the sideburns of the person on the bed, "I'll go out first and find something to eat and drink for you."

Fu Huan arched under the quilt, squinting lazily, "Yeah"

An Huajin pulled the tender flesh on her cheek, "Don't run around."

"understood."

Hearing this, An Huajin put on a sullen face again, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and then got up and walked out of the tent.

Soon, a young eunuch appeared outside.

Before An Huajin opened his mouth to give orders, he hurriedly shouted: "Boss An is in trouble!"