High energy eunuch

In the middle of the night, with no wind or moon, Xiong Mu sat on the wall with his sword in his arms. He dug out his ear, took out a peanut from his purse, peeled it open, and stuffed two peanuts into the ear hole.

Fu Qiu held a candle and set up a small stool on the bed, and the light of the candle shone on Dongzi's back.

There were bloodstains strewn across his strong and firm muscles. Fu Qiu poured the medicine powder while watching his expression. Seeing Dongzi's expressionless face, he pushed it away with his fingers.Xin said, his mother-in-law is serious enough, but it's hard to say it out, she pressed her lips against his back and blew gently.

Dongzi held Fu Qiu's hand in one hand, and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt."

"Really?" Fu Qiu raised his finger, and Dongzi took a cold breath, and said awkwardly: "There is no good fruit for lying to me."

Dongzi laughed softly, sat up, asked Fu Qiu to put on clothes for him, hugged him in front of him, and gently put away all the clothes that were spread on the bed, all of them were children's clothes.

Fu Qiu wondered: "What is this? What did your mother say?" He rolled his eyes, feeling ominous, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't you be forced to get married and have a son?"

Dongzi didn't speak, he folded his clothes and threw them into a big box next to the bed.

Fu Qiu was in a hurry, and wanted to turn around, but couldn't.

"I won't allow it!"

"No what?"

"You are not allowed to marry a wife."

The corners of Dongzi's mouth curled up, but he didn't speak. After folding all the clothes and putting them away, he turned over the cover casually. He couldn't lie down, so he sat with one hand on Fu Qiu's waist.

Fu Qiu hadn't turned around yet, he twisted nervously, one hand was grabbed, and the other hand was raised to touch Dongzi's chin, his voice was very soft——

"You promised me not to marry a wife, the crime of deceiving the king..."

"Zhu Jiu Clan?" Dongzi asked.

"You..." Fu Qiu's eyes were red, his blood was surging, he hugged Dongzi's neck behind his back, and said through gritted teeth, "I don't even want the country, if you dare to marry a wife, I will cut yours off with my own hands..."

"what?"

"that."

"..." Dongzi, who hadn't laughed heartily for several days, couldn't help smiling, and kissed Fu Qiu's ear, making him turn around, staring into his eyes with deep eyes, pinching the emperor's chin with one hand, kissing Fu Qiu. With thin eyebrows like autumn willow leaves, when Fu Qiu kissed his eyes, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were trembling, and he was still muttering: "If you are not allowed to marry a wife, you are not allowed to marry."

Dongzi touched his nose with his lips, and the bridge of their noses touched and they rubbed against each other.

"If you really like children, we can raise one without father and mother." Fu Qiu's vague voice was muffled in his mouth, and he felt that Dongzi's lips were cold, but the kisses gradually warmed up.When there was a prickling sensation on his neck, Fu Qiu couldn't help but push Dongzi's head away. Seeing his stubble turned blue, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he was very haggard, and felt heartbroken, so he leaned over to blow out the candle.

In the dark, Fu Qiu hugged Dongzi's head tightly, and felt that his chest was wet, and gently stroked his head with his hands, went around his ears, scratched his earlobe, and touched his chin.

And Dongzi sniffed him endlessly, tears rolling down in silence.Fu Qiu took a deep breath, in the suffocating darkness, his eyes darkened for bursts, he couldn't help gasping for his breath when he entered without a prelude, but he couldn't help it, just hugged Dongzi's head, let him open himself .

Fu Qiu wanted to grab something, but as soon as he touched Dong Zi's back, blood seemed to ooze, so he let go of it, only willing to grit his teeth and endure.

Dongzi pulled Fu Qiu up with both hands, made him hug his neck, buried his head, and after a long while put it against his ear, he said in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Qiu was embarrassed, his face was hot, and his fingers were tightened on the back of his neck.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense...ahhhhhhhhhhh."

With wet hair sticking to Dongzi's chest, he patiently pressed his nose against the side of Fu Qiu's neck, and pressed his teeth against Fu Qiu's artery.

Fu Qiu's heart sank, almost thinking that Dongzi wanted to bite off his neck, but after a while, he felt an unspeakable pain, the teeth on his neck were replaced by indifferent lips, and the rubbing was very intimate.

Outside, Xiong Mu hummed a little tune, touched the peanut in the earhole, and carefully pulled it out so that it would not fall into it.

Half an hour later, the lights in the yard were turned on again. Looking from the roof, the eastern sky was a little pale, and the sky was thin and bright.

"Your Majesty, are you still going to court today?" The king will never go to court early from now on.Xiong Mu hummed slowly in his heart.

"Come on." Fu Qiu's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.

Dongzi cleaned up for him, tied his hair, and stroked his eyebrows.

Fu Qiu hurriedly said: "Come back quickly after the funeral, I still have to discuss big plans with you." Then he leaned over and kissed Dongzi on the lips, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to do so.

"understood."

"In a person's life, there is always death. It is a blessing that your father and your mother can be buried together." Fu Qiufu kissed his slightly sweaty nose again, his eyes shone with embarrassment, "I'm dead!" When I can be buried with you, I don’t ask for anything.”

Xiong Mu carried Fu Qiu on his back, and climbed up the wall like a nimble kite.

Dongzi picked up the robe belt and tied it lightly around his waist. The figures of the two people could not be seen in a blink of an eye. He let out a sigh of relief and sat in the yard to wash clothes.There are still a few more days to watch, he counted in his heart, and the anxiety about the elopement seemed to have disappeared with this night.Even in the dark night, he did not miss Fu Qiu's forbearing and distressed expression. An emperor who is afraid of pain like him would be afraid that he would marry a wife and have children.

With a "snap", the clothes were thrown on the washboard, Dongzi was rubbing the clothes, and at the same time vaguely remembered the expression on his father's face when a woman like his mother, whose fingers did not touch the spring water, washed his father's clothes during the few days in exile.Coarse linen does not feel bitter.

Ten days later, in the early court, Dongzi stood up again in the court hall, and his father was the only one missing among the ministers kneeling below.

Afterwards, in Chengyuan Hall.

Fu Qiu rushed to review the papers. From dawn to dusk, he only felt that he had inexhaustible energy all over his body, and he was able to handle political affairs with ease. He used three meals a day in Chengyuan Hall.Stay in Chengyuan Hall every night until the third watch, take a nap until the fourth watch, and go to court at the fifth watch.

In the snow at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the Eighth Prince Fu Rong was pardoned as a commoner, and the Queen Mother died of illness.

Fengqi Palace is heavily guarded, and foreign officials are prohibited from entering and leaving the inner court.

One night in winter, when the sky was full of stars, Fu Qiu walked into Shulan Palace and asked someone to set up wine in the backyard. He turned around, leaving only Dongzi and Xiong Mu.

The palace lantern vaguely illuminated Fu Rong's face, he raised his glass to respect Fu Qiu, and said with a smile, "Why do you invite me alone today, and don't want to see your mother?"

Fu Qiu waved his hand and smacked his lips, "It's not that I don't want to see my mother, I'm afraid it's because my mother doesn't want to see me. What's more, my mother has no time to take care of my younger brother, so I don't have the time to deal with me."

Fu Rong rolled up his sleeves, dressed in commoner clothes, looked up at the sky, sighed and said: "Your mother misses you very much too. Before entering the palace today, she also said that it would be great if she could come to the palace from time to time to meet each other. "

Fu Qiu said with a smile: "It's fine to think so, but when you see your mother, you will inevitably think of your father. It's better not to see you."

Fu Rong remained silent.

"I'm looking for the emperor's uncle today because I have something important to discuss." Fu Qiu drank the wine, his eyes lit up, and he waved at Fu Rong.

Fu Rong leaned forward, and when he heard Fu Qiu's words, his face gradually turned into astonishment.

"How does this work..."

Fu Qiu's eyes bulged, "Why not?!"

"The country has changed hands...it can't be done."

"Didn't Eighth Uncle rebel against me? What's the matter now? Dogs eat your guts?"

"At this time and at that time, at that time, I only wanted to divide the north and the south, and I never moved the heart of changing masters." Fu Rong said hastily, "It's absolutely impossible, Qiu'er, except you and your prince, no one can justify themselves." In this seat."

Fu Qiu picked up the wine glass, stared at the lotus pattern on the glass, and smiled boringly.

"You all know that this seat is not easy to sit in, so you don't sit, leave me here, and then become a powerful minister under one person and above ten thousand people." He was a little drunk, "Fourth uncle controls the soldiers, but I have always supported me and never rebelled, so I understand that the emperor is a hard job. Only Uncle Ten is a great kind person, but it is a pity that he is worse than me when he is emperor."

Dongzi helped up Fu Qiu who was about to slide to the ground, and Fu Qiu turned sideways and hugged his waist.

For a moment, Fu Rong understood a little, and was so shocked by the thoughts that surged in his heart that he couldn't speak.

Dongzi glanced at Fu Rong, and lifted Fu Qiuban up, "The Emperor is drunk, and the Eighth Prince will rest in this hall. We will discuss state affairs when the Emperor sobers up tomorrow."

So Fu Rong watched Dongzi carry Fu Qiuban out, frowned in disbelief, as if he saw the fourth brother who always held the wine for his imperial brother.Once, there were only the three of them, and Fu Rong was so drunk that he went out to wash his face with cold water, and when he came back, he saw his fourth brother put his hand behind his brother's head, and leaned over to press him on the table , full of cups.

Both of them had disheveled robes, and the corners of the late emperor's eyes were slightly red.

Within a few months, his fourth brother died in battle, and his own brother stopped joking and talking.

The next day Fu Qiu came to Fu Rong's yard. The Eighth Prince just woke up and was sitting in the yard, peeling water chestnuts.

Fu Qiu sat down opposite him and said enviously, "Is Eighth Uncle willing to return to his hometown?"

"The rest of my life is enough to be accompanied by Qingrong." Qingrong is the queen mother's boudoir name. "We are all from the Fu family, and we are responsible for this country." Fu Qiu said.

"What is the emperor asking for?" The fat white water chestnut was fed into Fu Qiu's mouth, and Fu Rong peeled off the next one.

"For the stability of the country, but also for the sake of not being in the world."

Fu Rong cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, raised his eyes, "What does your majesty want?"

"I told Uncle Huang last night."

"How can you take drunk talk seriously?" Fu Rong looked at each other calmly.

Seeing Fu Rong let go of his mouth, Fu Qiu smiled slowly. In the afternoon of that day, good news spread throughout the harem that Concubine Shu was three months pregnant.

At that time Fang Shuwan was imprisoned in Fengqi Palace, except for necessary food and clothing, the palace people were not allowed to enter or leave.One evening, Bangzi bought the guards, entered Fengqi Palace, and communicated with Fang Shuwan.

"Is the emperor willing to favor the concubine?" Fang Shuwan asked suspiciously.

"Yes, after Concubine Shu became pregnant, the emperor went there every day." Bangzi replied.

The wide sleeve flicked suddenly, and the teacup fell to the ground. Fang Shuwan gritted his teeth and said, "I'll wait and see if Concubine Shu's belly can give birth to a son."

At this time, the princess was crying endlessly, and the helpless palace servant had to hug Fang Shuwan, thinking that her mother would stop crying after coaxing her.Unexpectedly, the child was crying more and more, Fang Shuwan pursed his lips tightly, looking at the crying baby in the swaddle with hatred, his pupils constricted.

If only it wasn't a princess.

The one who was going to give birth was a boy, and it would definitely be a prince, so she didn't have to worry about the Fang family's Enrong anymore.You don't have to worry about it all day, for fear that your father and brothers will do something that will hurt the three generations of Fang's family Sheng Rong.

Fang Shuwan pressed her cold palm against the child's neck, crying hysterically.

The palace servants were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground, Bangzi was also sweating profusely, and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Fang Shuwan was woken up by the baby's shriek. She pursed her lips and forced a stiff smile.

"Why are you so nervous? I just checked to see if the collar is too tight, so I kept crying." Fang Shuwan smiled, put the child on the crib, sent the clapper to pay attention again, and asked someone to fetch a pot cold water, on the ground.

"Mother doesn't want to use you to compete for favor. When you have a younger brother, mother will teach him to protect you forever." Fang Shuwan murmured, untiing the quilt on the baby with her fingers, and the white and tender baby waved her arms , Arms closed, clamping Fang Shuwan's hand.

The opening and closing of her palms is extremely cute.

Fang Shuwan hugged her, hummed softly the baby's song, put the baby in the cold water, dipped a handkerchief in the water, and bathed her.

The next day the princess developed a high fever. At first Fu Qiu thought it was Fang Shuwan who wanted to cry and make trouble again, but the imperial physician reported, "The body temperature is too high, it is difficult to cool down, and the child is too young to take medicine, so he can bathe with medicine, once every half an hour .”

Only then did Fu Qiu realize the seriousness.

"I'll go by myself." He made a gesture to get up, dizzy, and sat down again.

Dongzi's eyes sank slightly, he helped him up, squatted down to help Fu Qiu adjust the dragon robe, and followed behind him.

When the anxious Fu Qiu arrived at Fengqi Palace, he saw that Fang Shuwan was dressed in plain clothes and never cried, but his eyes were red, and he looked very pitiful.

He didn't look back after listening to the pass, and gently shook the small bed, while the palace servant reminded him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to give the princess a bath."

Fu Qiu said, "I'm here."

Fang Shuwan hugged the child tightly in her arms, with an anxious expression on her face. Fu Qiu couldn't bear to snatch her daughter from her, so he had to slow down: "Then the queen will bathe the princess, and I will watch."

One night when I was a baby, I would stop crying, and my face would turn white and red for a while, and I would cry when I felt uncomfortable, but I couldn't speak or express my pain.

Perhaps it is indeed connected by blood, Fu Qiu watched from the sidelines, feeling restless.At dawn, Fang Shuwan fainted from exhaustion, and Fu Qiu took care of his daughter, and handed it over to Dongzi in the morning.

"I will come to the next court, you look at her, I don't feel relieved to hand it over to anyone." Fu Qiu hurriedly changed his clothes in Fengqi Palace and rushed to the court.

Fang Shuwan's pale hand stretched out from the white gauze curtain, and Bangzi knelt by the bed, handing her the cooled bird's nest.

"The emperor has gone to court, and asked Mr. Yuan to watch over the little princess."

Fang Shuwan drank the bird's nest calmly and slowly, then smiled and said, "How is things going?"

"It's all ready."

"Is the princess really okay?"

"The imperial doctor said that after the symptoms get worse, they just look very severe, and there is no danger of life."

Fang Shuwan sighed, "That's good, I'm not a ruthless person." The voice turned to resentment, "It's just that the villain can't see success."

Clapper nodded in agreement and withdrew.