High energy eunuch

As soon as he left the palace, Fu Qiu found that they had separated from the Queen Mother.I didn't expect that Dongzi was a scud, he ran as fast as a horse, and he was very dexterous, and he dodged hidden arrows several times.

However, he didn't see the horse when he left the palace gate, so Fu Qiu immediately thought that the two of them must have gone in the wrong direction.The route arranged by the Empress Dowager Song to leave the palace must not be this one.

So Dongzi ran all the way with Fu Qiu on his back, from the dark of the night before to the dawn of the next day, when the sky turned white, Dongzi finally couldn't run anymore.

He found a big tree that could block out the sky and put Fu Qiu on his back carefully.

Only at this time did Fu Qiu ouch.

Dongzi didn't dare to sit, he was afraid that if he sat, he would fall asleep from exhaustion, Fu Qiu's ouch made him turn pale.

Fu Qiu was injured on his leg, and he didn't say a word all the way, now he took off his moiré engraved silk dragon boots, and there was a bright dagger hidden in his boots, with a flash of cold light, the tip of the knife quickly pierced into the flesh.

Fu Qiu didn't say a word, but tightly gripped the handle of the knife, intending to unscrew the arrowhead.

The open wound was covered with blue light.

"It's too poisonous, to be poisoned." He spat and slumped backwards, a little unable to exert himself. Fu Qiu glanced at Dongzi and motioned for him to come.

Dongzi knelt down silently.

Just as he skillfully picked out the poisonous arrowhead from the flesh, a thought flashed through Fu Qiu's mind that he hated him.

Dongzi didn't hesitate at all when facing Fu Qiu's wound, and the blood seeped out without blinking his eyes, just when Fu Qiu's heart felt cold.

Dongzi raised his eyes, which were still docile and quiet.

Fu Qiu settled down.

"It's all right, the servant will wrap it up for the emperor."

Fu Qiu hummed.

The wind blew the woods where the two of them lived rustled, insects sang everywhere, Fu Qiu's legs were wrapped up and he was still unable to move.Dongzi picked up firewood, and the slightly damp firewood finally ignited. His ears would move. After a while, Dongzi fetched water.

"Come here." Fu Qiu was roasting on the fire, feeling that he was alive again, together with the emperor's aura.

Dong Ziyi went over, and Fu Qiu touched his ears, "Your ears can move! Move again?"

Dongzi's ears were red, and when Fu Qiu said "move", his ears moved.

The other ear does not.

Fu Qiu thought it was miraculous, and asked him to perform several times. His gaze was looking in the direction of the capital. The sun had not yet fully risen, and it was the wet and cold time of day and night.

He noticed that Fu Qiu's hand was not moving, and the ear that was still pinched by him moved without hearing the order.

Fu Qiu's mind was pulled back, and many scenes flashed in his mind for a moment, as if the emperor's career of more than ten years had been completed by him in this second.

"Where are we going?" Fu Qiu asked, looking at the pyre that exploded with sparks, and said, "How can you make a fire?"

"Exile, I went to school on the way." Dongzi bumped into two broad emerald green leaves wrapped like tofu cubes like offering a treasure, and asked Fu Qiu to drink water.

Fu Qiu was so thirsty that there was not a single drop left.

So Dongzi ran back and forth a few times, and after Fu Qiu drank it, he drank it silently while holding the water, and then left for a while, and when he came back, his head and face were wet.

Fu Qiu didn't expect that even when he was on the road, Dongzi would still pay attention to his description, and whenever he went to a place with a water source, he had to wash his face.But Fu Qiu thought it was cold, so he didn't wash it once.

With Fu Qiu on his back, Dongzi traveled along the exile to the northwest for three days, day and night, and finally found a small town to stay.

The owner of the inn is a young scholar who is still teaching in the town. This place is more than two hundred miles away from the capital. As soon as Fu Qiu was put on the bed, he praised, "I didn't expect you to have such good legs and good health. You used to be in the palace. Is it an act of being sick all day long?"

Dongzi didn't talk much at first, and even less when he was out of the palace.

Fu Qiu was also used to him talking less, so he didn't get angry, so while Dong Zi was taking off his boots, he stepped on his forehead with his cold foot.

"I don't know which direction the queen mother is running. I always want to meet the queen mother, so I can't run in such a boundless way. The farther you run, the more you will get sidetracked."

Dongzi hummed, turned around, went out to fetch water, took a half-legged wooden bucket, filled it halfway, and let Fu Qiu's uninjured leg soak in the water.The other leg was not easy to roll up, so he simply took a knife and cut Fu Qiu's trousers open, removing everything from the knee down.

The skin of Fu Qiu's injured leg was dead gray, and Dongzi pinched it vigorously with his hands, watching his reaction while pinching.

Fu Qiu didn't react at all, just kept talking, "Why don't I just go back to Beijing, now that my leg hurts, it's hard to run away. I don't think that guy really dares to do anything to me."

Dongzi's face changed, and Fu Qiu cried out in pain.

He quickly let go, and applied medicine for Fu Qiu. He only soaked his feet in the bucket. The wound was on the calf, and the part above the calf was left alone.

"No, go back to the palace." Dongzi spoke slowly.

Fu Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and picked out two jasmine flowers from Dongzi's hair, which were also the jasmine flowers in the palace.Unexpectedly, the one who saved him would be Dongzi who was often beaten and punished by him. He was really his life-saving talisman.

Fu Qiu stroked Dongzi's head like a dog.

Dongzi put one hand on the sole of his injured leg, controlling the wound from soaking in the water, while pressing the sole of his foot gently.

For a moment, Fu Qiu had the illusion that he was still in the palace, and he was still the emperor who was so high and mighty.

After being an emperor for so many years, he didn't do a single job. There are still about twenty concubines in the harem, and there are still queens who have yet to marry.It's such a huge mess. In the past, it seemed that the emperor's business was a big deal, and the people in the palace always looked like they couldn't do without him.

The results of it?

It's been four days since I ran out, and I haven't heard that the Great Chu Dynasty has fallen.

The soles of the feet were touched by Dongzi, and Fu Qiu raised his feet itchyly, and the splashed water covered Dongzi's face.

"That's enough, I won't wash it anymore." Fu Qiu was very tired, having not touched the bed for so many days, he asked Dongzi to dry his feet, and crawled into the quilt like a bug.

This time he slept deeply.

He obviously has an eunuch who can't do anything with him, but he feels very at ease, or the way to escape is too tiring.

It was nearly three hours before dawn, when Fu Qiu lazily got out of bed, walked to the door with a limp, and when he opened the door, he saw a person sitting at the door.

Immediately, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you guarding here, you really treat yourself as a watchdog!" Fu Qiu reached out and patted his head.

This is the fifth day, and Dongzi's beard has grown green.Fu Qiu let him into the house, and was served comfortably, washed his hair, cut his hands and feet nails, and leaned against the window to bask in the sun.I saw Dongzi drying the quilt from last night in the yard, and then beat the quilt there with a wooden stick.

Fu Qiu had always been aloof, so he had never seen this before. It was a novelty for a while, and he actually lay on the window and watched for a long time.

After hastily eating at noon, Fu Qiu woke up completely after dozing off, sitting on the bed thinking about something.

Dongzi seemed to be always busy with things. He cleaned up the dishes, didn't know where to go, and didn't come back until dusk.During the meal, Fu Qiu sat and Dong Zi stood, but Fu Qiu didn't care.

Originally he was the emperor, Dongzi just couldn't eat at the same table with him.

After he had eaten, Dongzi went up to eat the rest of the meal, and then went to clean up the dishes.But when Dongzi wanted to go out at night, Fu Qiu finally couldn't sit still.

"Where is this going?"

Dongzi's turned face seemed a little surprised.

"I'm asking questions!" Fu Qiu was a little anxious.

"Go out for a walk."

Fu Qiu was stunned, and was a little embarrassed for a moment, "What's the point of leaving?"

Dongzi frowned and didn't answer.

Fu Qiu stretched his legs towards the bed, and Dong Zi immediately knelt down to put on his shoes, and after hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice, "Is the emperor going too?"

"Go, you carry me on your back."

After a while, Dongzi went downstairs carrying Fu Qiu who looked like a big child on his back. Along the way, many people looked at them. After all, Fu Qiu's figure was no longer that of a child. After killing the emperor, he put a bamboo hat on Fu Qiu, and the white gauze covered his face, but it didn't hinder his sight.

Although it is a small town, there are many people at night, hawkers on the street, the sound of children running around and playing, all kinds of toys and food.This was the first time Fu Qiu looked at the country under his rule, everything was full of novelty, even the sugar man bought three different styles.

Dongzi carried him on his back, buying and eating all the way, roadside stalls, steaming wontons and glutinous rice balls, haggis noodles and steamed buns that he hadn't eaten before, and there were many things that he couldn't eat.

When returning to the inn, there were few people on the street. Dongzi carried Fu Qiu who had fallen asleep on his back, and passed by the cabinet. The shopkeeper in a pale moon white scholar's robe stood behind the cabinet, meeting Dongzi's eyes.

Dongzi's eyes lightly landed on the stairs that were so narrow that only one person could pass through, and he carried Fu Qiu more steadily.After a while, heavy footsteps came from the stairs.

Three watch days.

Fu Qiu woke up and wanted to go to the toilet, he vaguely remembered that the toilet was in the yard.

Originally, there were Gong barrels in every room, but it was the first time for Fu Qiu to stay in a hotel, so he went downstairs without knowing anything.

A wall of cold light casts on the tall screen wall in the courtyard, illuminating the blurred outlines of the word "Fu" and the relief sculptures of fish and birds.

Fu Qiu walked towards the hut in a daze.

But suddenly he heard Dongzi's voice.

He stopped, turned around in doubt, followed the sound and lay on the door, and saw two men sitting in the room, one of them was the shopkeeper of the daytime shop.

Dongzi was naked, his arms and back were exposed in the air, and there were three wounds by the candlelight.Two arrow wounds and one palm-length knife wound.

"Thank you."

The shopkeeper finished administering the medicine to Dongzi. Dongzi tied up his underwear, opened his coat, and sat with silent eyes.

The shopkeeper said warmly, "When are you leaving? My family is waiting. I came to look for you in private. You take that kid back. Even if it hurts there, Dad might be able to get you a noble. You Don't worry, the emperor will never kill him, no matter what, he is also a relative uncle and nephew, although it is not as good as the Eighth Prince's kiss with him, after all, they are related."

Dongzi's gaze was full of hesitation, like that flickering candlelight.

Fu Qiu took a piss and then climbed into bed, but he couldn't cover the heat no matter what.He was lying on the bed with his eyes open, and in the middle of the night he heard Dongzi's footsteps going upstairs, and every sound made people jump with fear.

It was only then that Fu Qiu figured out that Dongzi always went out during the day, and he couldn't walk every time. Only at night, he really walked, and it was just to dispel his suspicions.

Fu Qiu pulled the quilt and covered his heart, but he couldn't get warm no matter what.

I just lay on the bed and stared until midnight. I really couldn't make it through, and fell asleep with sour tears.The next day he woke up with his eyes swollen like walnuts. With his shoes on, he silently watched Dongzi come over with a hard-boiled egg and told him to close his eyes.

And although Fu Qiu closed his eyes, every piece of flesh in his body was tense, for fear that Dong Zi would stab him while he couldn't see.

Of course, nothing happened.

That servant pretended too well, Fu Qiu secretly thought, how could he not know that he could act well in the past, with this appearance, why not be a ruthless actor in this city.

Fu Qiu felt that he couldn't be stupid, he had to find a chance to run away.

The opportunity came soon.