Save His Royal Highness

Even I didn't expect that after going out for half a day to go shopping with the little eunuch, I would fall ill when I came back.

The imperial doctor took the pulse and said that I had eaten something bad, and prescribed some medicines, saying that I need to rest for a few days and it will be fine.

The little eunuch wanted to taste everything he saw on the street. He ate it from the street to the end of the street, and even dragged me to eat with him. Unexpectedly, he really ruined his stomach.

He was fine, standing on the head of my bed with tears in his eyes, as if he had made a mistake, "Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you eat those things."

"It doesn't matter." In fact, I can't blame him, probably because I am used to the food in the palace, so my stomach is extra delicate.

But the little eunuch still looked like he was about to cry, so I had no choice but to say, "Go and bring me the medicine."

The little eunuch just sniffled, turned around and went to the small kitchen to fetch the medicine.

I don't know if it's really good medicine that tastes bitter, but in short, the medicines prescribed by these imperial physicians in the palace are really bitter.

Seeing that I had finished eating, the little eunuch quickly brought up a small plate containing candied fruit. I took one and put it in my mouth, only then did I feel that the bitter taste in my mouth dissipated a bit.

The little eunuch waited on me to drink the medicine, and was busy wiping my sweat, changing clothes and so on. He was busy like a little bee without stopping for a moment. He waved, "Okay, don't be busy."

The little eunuch held a rag in his hand, "Master, your sword hasn't been wiped yet."

I had no choice but to lower my face and say, "Don't wipe it, you're making me dizzy."

Only then did the little eunuch obediently say, and put down the work on the mobile phone.

"Okay, it's getting late, go down and rest by yourself."

"Impossible." The little eunuch said seriously, "Physician Chen said that someone needs to guard the master at night."

I was a little helpless, "It's just a bad stomach after eating, it's not a serious illness."

The little eunuch shook his head resolutely, "No, I want to guard my master here."

As he said that, he sat up on the foot, "I will sleep here tonight, master, if you need anything, call me."

Eunuchs who watch the night should sleep on the footrests as a rule, but now that summer is over, autumn nights are a bit cold, and the footrests are made of wood, so it is inevitable to be uncomfortable.

The little eunuch was a tiny one, huddled on a foot that was about the same size as him, and looked rather pitiful.

I moved into the bed and patted the outside, "Come on and sleep."

The little eunuch's eyes were wide open, he rolled over and got up, lifted my quilt and slipped in deftly.

I couldn't help laughing softly, "You just wait for me to say this, right?"

The little eunuch didn't answer, just smirked twice.

The little eunuch is really getting more and more unruly, I think, but I actually feel that there seems to be nothing wrong with this.