High energy eunuch

Cold steamed buns soaked in porridge are not good to eat, and there is no one to serve them, Fu Qiu only took two mouthfuls before saying that he would go upstairs.

The windows in the upstairs room were not closed, and the wind blew the rain into the room. It was so cold that Fu Qiu shrank his neck, closed the windows, washed his face, hands and feet roughly, and got into bed.

Wait for Dongzi to come back and sleep again.Fu Qiu thought so, but the fatigue brought by the long journey quickly defeated him.When he was in a daze, he heard someone enter the room, he asked something in a low voice, and the other party hummed.

When I came back to my senses, there was already someone in the quilt.

Fu Qiu opened his eyes, and arched his hands and feet into Dongzi's arms, which was still warm from sleep, and heard him take a breath of cool air.

Fu Qiu woke up completely.

"How did you get hurt?" Fu Qiu's tone carried the majesty of giving orders all the year round.He put his hand on Dongzi's back, touched the protruding wound, turned over and got down to light the lamp.

Holding the lamp in his hand, he turned Dongzi over and lay on his stomach.

Dongzi was only wearing silk trousers, touched the three-inch wound, which had already been washed.

"Where's the medicine powder?" Fu Qiu was about to explode with anger. He took out the medicine powder from the bag with a cold face, and heard Dongzi gasp when pouring it in.

"You still know the pain, aren't you invulnerable?" Fu Qiu sneered.

Dongzi was lying on the pillow like a dead man.

Fu Qiu rubbed the powder evenly with his fingers. The man in front of him lay quietly on his stomach, with a narrow waist and a back like a graceful and powerful arc.Fu Qiu raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

Dongzi is like a boring gourd.

The slap on Dongzi's buttocks changed its motion, from slapping to caressing, with fingers pointing upward along the thin spine.

"Your Majesty..." Dongzi said seriously.

"Huh?" Fu Qiu stared at his wound ecstatically.Dongzi wasn't very good-looking either, and his skin wasn't tender enough. Others felt like silk satin, but he was just a piece of unpretentious Gebu.Fu Qiu obsessively leaned down and kissed his wound, and licked the skin that didn't get the medicine powder with his tongue.

Dongzi's breathing was a little unsteady, he propped up his upper body with his left elbow, and turned his head.

Fu Qiu stood up solemnly, put away the medicine bottle, and blew out the candle.

"Lie down."

Dongzi was about to turn over, and got another slap on the buttocks.

"how did you make it?"

"fight."

Fu Qiu thought for a while, and put a palm on Dongzi's waist to keep warm.

"Who are you fighting with, Bai Chunyan?"

"Ah."

"why?"

Dongzi stopped talking.

Dongzi was like this, he refused to speak, even if he was beaten up, he would not speak.Fu Qiu felt a little helpless, and pressed his face against Dong Zi's arms, which were thick and warm.

After a long time, Fu Qiu felt Dongzi's hand gently touching his head in a daze, and a deep voice sounded——

"Don't get too close to Bai Chunyan, he will spoil you."

Fu Qiu vaguely said that he knew.

Nothing to say all night.The next day he ate too early and went back on the road. Fu Qiu had no taste in his mouth, so he took out a bayberry pickled in white sugar from the food box and ate it. The aroma of osmanthus filled his mouth.

After passing the Shuozhou Boundary Monument, the weather turned cooler. Although it was afternoon, the sky was full of dark clouds, and heavy rain might pour down at any time.

Shuozhou city gate was not checked, and after entering the city, Xiong Mu went down to find out where Fang's family was.

The green cloth curtain was lifted, and Fu Qiu was holding the scroll in his hands, but his mind was not on the book at all.Xiong Mu got into the car, rubbed his hands, called Leng, and reported, "The big house at the east end of the city is the Hongyan Villa."

Fu Qiu poured him tea with his own hands.

"Would it be a bit abrupt to go now?"

Dongzi sat still, as if he was thinking about something, and then lifted the curtain of the car to look at the sky.

"Look for a place to stay. Tomorrow, I will visit Master Taifu first."

Although Shuozhou is not as prosperous as Qingzhou, there are still many people on the streets. The streets can accommodate three carriages, and the prefect of Shuozhou is well-managed.

Fu Qiu lay on the edge of the window watching the falling rain, the silver thread connecting the sky and the earth, he watched for a while, then turned to ask Dongzi, "Are you going alone tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Taking out a change of clothes from the bag, Dongzi went to find the basin, and asked Fu Qiu to take off the plaster-stained robe when he came back.

"Take off your undershirt, too."

The last layer didn't need Dongzi's reminder, Fu Qiu blushed a little, and couldn't help finding something to say, "If Fang's family can't do it, what should we do?"

"No more."

Dongzi stretched out his hand suddenly, stripped off the innermost layer of silk clothes for him, and threw it into the basin.Before Fu Qiu could feel the cold and shyness, the wide robe with the fragrance of soap locust covered him, it was a bit long, it was not his.

"Dress first, and take a shower after washing your clothes."

Fu Qiu was sitting in the tub, and Dong Zi rubbed his hair on his head like a carrot head.

"Close your eyes."

Dongzi gave a rare smile, kissed him lightly on the face, and kept Fu Qiu from opening his eyes with a ladle of water in his pocket.

"Dead eunuch!"

Dongzi's rough fingers caressed his body, since he did that, this simple touch also made Fu Qiu react, he was a little embarrassed, put his hands on the edge of the tub, and asked, "Are you all right?"

"Wait a minute."

Dongzi seemed to walk away.

Fu Qiu shivered, and after a while, the dry cloth brushed his face.

Fu Qiu suddenly stood up from the bathtub, pulled the blanket with his backhand and covered Dongzi's face, grabbed the blanket twice, and with one force, Dongzi was caught off guard and dragged into the bathtub, his upper body was completely soaked, sitting on Fu Qiu's face. On his lap, he always felt that there was something pressing against him.

"Do you want to play tricks or not!" Fu Qiu asked, staring at Dongzi's nose protruding from the edge of the blanket, his nose fluttered slightly, and the end of his nose looked like a knife cut out decisively, and his gaze fell on his water-soaked lips.

Dongzi's throat went up and down, and his strong palms pressed against the edge of the barrel.

In the middle of the moon, the frail emperor sat on the bed and sneezed.

The brown sugar ginger soup was sweet and spicy. Fu Qiu couldn't stand the taste of ginger when he was young, so he couldn't help frowning, and said softly, "You have a bowl too."

Both of them sweated during the night, and when they got up in the morning, the sheets and quilt were damp and hot, Fu Qiu shrank in the quilt with his eyes closed, and there was no one around him.

Before noon, a few house slaves with high-quality clothes broke into the inn and politely asked the shopkeeper about it.

Fu Qiu and the others were sitting in the hall waiting for their meal, and then they served a piece of shiitake mushrooms and choy sum.

"Who is Young Master Zhang?" The middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

As soon as Fu Qiu raised his head, the man walked up to him in two steps, and cupped his hands at Fu Qiu, "Master Zhang, my old lady has an invitation, and your friend is already waiting for you at Hongyan Villa in the east of the city."

Along the way, Fu Qiu was full of worries.When I got out of the car, I was so nervous that my hands were sweaty, and I couldn't help my legs trembling when I stood in front of the gate of Hongyan Villa.

"Young Master Zhang, are you okay? Why is your face so pale?"

"That's right, young master, are you okay? It looks like you have heat stroke." Ziyun said loudly.

Everyone looked up at the gloomy sky.

"It's okay." Fu Qiu bit the bullet and stepped up. The rest of the people were taken to resettlement, and only Fu Qiu was taken to the inner courtyard.

He didn't listen to what the house slave who led the way said, his eyes looked around in a panic, he had just crossed a lake, walked to the courtyard, and stopped in a lifeless courtyard, the sweet-scented osmanthus had already bloomed in early autumn, bursting with sweet fragrance.

The person who led the way went into the house, and Fu Qiu stood in front of the door very anxiously, and no one came out for a long time.Fu Qiu figured it out, Mr. Fang wanted to show him off, he might not know what was waiting for him behind the cloth curtain hanging in front of the door.

So he lifted the skirt of his robe, and knelt down in front of the house with a thud, his voice was like a bell, "Unworthy disciple Fu Qiu, please give advice to Mr. Fang!"

Fu Qiu's voice echoed in the yard.

The door curtain hangs down quietly, like an expressionless face.

"Ask Grand Tutor Fang to help me." Fu Qiu slammed his head on the bluestone floor, unable to get up again.

The iron crutch came down to Fu Qiu with a sound, he still remembered that crutch, which was given to Taifu Fang by the late emperor.

"Fu Qiu."

The old voice seemed to come from thousands of miles away, and Fu Qiu was sweating coldly, not daring to raise his head.

"This tiger's mighty stick was given to the teacher by the first emperor, do you remember?"

Fu Qiu said with difficulty, "Disciple remember."

"Do you remember what the late emperor said?"

On the third day after a New Year's Eve banquet, Fang Taifu handed in the booklet for returning home. The first emperor read it and gave him a tiger-mighty stick with tiger patterns on the body and tiger head on the head.

"Father said... Father said... let the teacher beat the emperor unconscious and blame the courtiers."

After saying this sentence, Fu Qiu knew that he was going to be beaten. Before he was beaten, his muscles were already tense.

At this time, Dongzi's voice came from the house——

"Master Fang wants to fight, and this subordinate will take it for the emperor."

"Hehe, do you want the family of the Fu family to also let the Yuan family sit in place of the emperor?" Fang Taifu's white beard trembled, and there was no trace of gentleness on his calm and prestige face, and he didn't take Dongzi seriously. Looking at the emperor who was careful not to be on the throne of the country, he finally lost the country on this day.

Out of the corner of Fu Qiu's eyes, he saw a man kneeling beside him, a burst of courage gathered in his heart, his neck stiffened, he raised his head, and resolutely said, "Please punish the old man!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang looked at the crumbling, beat people without hesitation, a total of [-] rods were survived, and Fu Qiu, who was spoiled and never suffered, was beaten so badly that he couldn't even get up.

The old man entered the room after beating someone, and did not give Fu Qiu a chance to speak.

Dongzi's legs were numb from his knees, and he got up and staggered two steps.

Thanks to Fu Qiu, he could tell from a smile that the one who was beaten was his back, and he didn't know if his spine was broken.I'm not afraid of people with martial arts skills coming to fight, at least I have a measure, but I'm afraid of someone like the old man who has no measure.

Dongzi grabbed his forearm, dragged him onto his back, and just got up.

A servant came forward, "The old master said, let the young master sleep in the east chamber, and the doctor is waiting in the room."

Fu Qiu couldn't stop laughing out loud.

Dongzi scratched his back with his backhand, and Fu Qiu cried out in pain.

"I've grown courageous, haven't you! Go back and chop your head off!" He slapped Dongzi on the back of the head as he spoke.

Fu Qiu was in a good mood, as soon as he heard that the doctor had been invited, he knew that Mrs. Fang had passed the test.Thinking back, in fact, if he hadn't decided to help him, the old man wouldn't have asked him to come over, and Dongzi would have been turned away when he came.

"Hey, father-in-law, let's have some drinks tonight, let's celebrate." Fu Qiu wriggled on Dongzi's back with great interest.

Dongzi frowned and didn't speak.

"Hey, big stuffy head." Fu Qiu pushed Dongzi's head back and forth like a ball, and when the servants weren't paying attention, he blew hot air on his ear. Sure enough, Dongzi's ears turned red, and Fu Qiu Lower your voice, "Don't make any noise at night if you have the guts."

"..."

Fu Qiu suddenly frowned, and his hands froze on Dongzi's ears, "It seems that you didn't..." He stopped, and seeing that Dongzi was not angry, he writhed on his back like a worm.

If the old man is willing to help, the matter is considered half done. Fu Qiu optimistically saw that he had returned to the palace, but he was not thinking about the dragon chair. The chair was big and cold, and it was uncomfortable to sit on.What he thought was that he would no longer have to run around like a mouse, and that he would open more than ten or twenty restaurants in Dachu in his name. With the money earned from this business, he would no longer have to worry about harassment from the government. He was a little tired of the precarious life .

When he took off the clothes on his back, Dongzi only took one look and then clenched his fists.

Fu Qiu hurriedly grabbed his hand, "Hey, what are you doing, let go."

Dongzi's eyes were red.

"Do you still want to beat him back?"

Dongzi didn't speak, but looked at the ground.

"Hey, come here, I promise I won't beat you to death. The old man is also the one who dared to make up his mind, do you understand how to endure humiliation?" Fu Qiu kept tugging on him until Dongzi nodded silently and let go of his fist.

Fu Qiu was able to lie comfortably on his stomach. He tilted his head and let out a sigh of relief, "Being beaten up by the old man made me feel at ease. Ouch! Please be gentle, doctor, and take care of my delicate skin and tender flesh." Hello!"

For a while, the servants serving in the house couldn't help laughing, and lowered their heads to hide.

After taking the medicine, Fu Qiu paid out all the servants, intending to take a nap, but he couldn't get used to sleeping on his stomach, so he closed his eyes and called weakly, "Dongzi?"

Dongzi was at the bedside, thinking he wanted to drink water.

As a result, Fu Qiu didn't open his eyes, and knocked down the teacup with his hand. Without realizing it, he rubbed Dongzi's arm back and forth, and finally fell asleep.