The demon queen seduces the cold emperor

Chapter 88 Just like a group of eunuchs going to a brothel!

"squeak--"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Shuanzi jumped up from the stool and ran out of the curtain. Seeing that Duan Jinchu had really returned, he immediately said, "Xiao Chuzi, where have you been? I've been waiting for you." It's been half an hour!"

"Little Shuanzi? You...why are you here?" Duan Jinchu was taken aback, staring blankly at Xiao Shuanzi, wondering.

"I came here specifically to find you." Xiao Shuanzi pulled her away, pulled the curtain in, and pushed her on the stool without any explanation, then took out a brocade bag and a letter from his arms and handed them to her. Said: "The master asked me to give it to you, and also told you not to make it public."

"For me?" Duan Jinchu looked at the thing in his hand, and was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Shuanzi glanced at the door, and said anxiously: "Xiao Chuzi, I have to go, the master is still waiting for me at Linxian Lake, the master is leaving Beijing tomorrow, and he has to pack up and salute when he returns, so I dare not delay any longer It's time, you stay well."

"What?" Duan Jinchu was startled, and immediately raised his head, "You said he was leaving? Where? How long?"

"The master sent by the emperor..." Xiao Shuanzi paused suddenly, and stared at Duan Jinchu suspiciously, "Xiao Chuzi, are you crying? Why are your eyes so red?"

"I, I'm fine. The sand was blown into my eyes by the wind." Duan Jinchu lowered his head in a panic, rubbed his eyes lightly, and urged, "Say it quickly!"

"Oh, the master is going to Jiangyin County to supervise the management of the river channel. I don't know how long it will take. I think it will take two or three months at least!" Xiao Shuanzi frowned and said after thinking about it.

"It's been so long..." Duan Jinchu muttered to himself, squeezed the brocade bag in his hand tightly, and his mind wandered to the shore of Linxian Lake again...

"Xiao Chuzi, I'm really leaving!" Xiao Shuanzi hurriedly closed the door and left after saying a word.

After being dazed for a long time, Duan Jinchu finally came to his senses, stared at the brocade bag for a while, and then slowly opened it. It turned out to be a bag of white silver. She didn't know how much, but there was a bag full.

Glancing at the letter from the corner of her eye, she immediately dropped the silver, picked it up, opened it with trembling fingers, and read it silently, her face wet with tears...

He actually knew that she had a fever that night and knew everything...

………………

Eight Princes Mansion.

In the depths of the peach grove, withered peach petals are flying all over the sky. The gentle sunlight shines into the peach grove, casting a little bit of golden light. The piece of pink that rotates with the sword flower is beautiful and enchanting, as if in an illusion.

The owner of the long sword wore a crescent-white gown, with black hair falling on his shoulders, flying in the wind, a cold sword swam in his hand, rising and falling, like flowing clouds and flowing water, yet without losing the majestic momentum, the drawn sword Flowers are scattered in the sun at sunset, not drunk, but also tenderness.

The last sword move was unrestrained, and then he closed his posture and stood still.

The drifting eyes looked at the peach petal lying on the palm of his hand, and then became dark and distant, standing still for a long time, with his lips tightly closed, silent.

"Master, it's time for dinner!"

Behind him, Nie Feng's deep voice sounded, Chu Yunhe turned around slowly, glanced at him, threw the sword to him, and stepped out of the peach forest.

On a moonlit night, the surroundings were silent.

Sleepless all night, people lying on the bed, listening to the low chirping of birds and insects outside, listening to the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, but their minds do not know where they are.

At the third watch, I just fell asleep in a daze, but at the fifth watch, I woke up again, and couldn't sleep anymore, so I put on my clothes and got out of bed.

"Come on!"

With a soft cry, Xiao Shuanzi who was sleeping on the small couch outside was awakened, and hurriedly put on his shoes and came in, "Master, you're awake, it's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Chu Yunhe shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "Get ready to take a bath."

"Yes, Master!"

Xiao Shuanzi agreed, and walked out. After taking the things needed for bathing from the shelter, he suddenly remembered something, and knocked on the door of another room of Jin'er and Hui'er.

"Little Shuanzi, has the master woke up yet?" Jin'er put on her clothes and opened the door, and asked while arranging her hair.

"Yes, the master wants to take a bath, and I'll take care of it. You go to my room. There is a mahogany box under the bed, which is not locked. There is a book in it. It is the night when Xiao Chuzi lived with me. Give it to me." The joke I wrote, the master is in a bad mood these days, I will read it to the master later, maybe I can make the master laugh!" Xiao Shuanzi said.

When Hui'er heard this, she interjected angrily, "Little Shuanzi, why didn't you take it out earlier, what are you hiding!"

"Hui'er, you're blaming me for this. Didn't I just remember it? If I had remembered it earlier, I would have taken it out by now!" Xiao Shuanzi frowned aggrievedly and said.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Shuanzi, go and wait on him quickly, the master is leaving soon, it's only a moment to be happy, let's go find a book now."

As Jin'er said, she went back to the house and picked up a lantern, and pulled Hui'er towards the servant's residence.

Sitting in the bathtub, Chu Yunhe slightly closed his ink eyes, while Xiao Shuanzi sat on the side kneeling, gently wiping his body, surrounded by mist, looking sideways at that handsome face, thinking of Xiao Chuzi, he couldn't help sighing secretly .

Not long after, there was a light knock on the bathroom door, and Huier called softly from outside: "Little Shuanzi! The book is here!"

Xiao Shuanzi was overjoyed, hurriedly got up and opened the door, took the book from Huier, flipped through it and said with a smile: "This is the book, thank you two sisters!"

"hey-hey……"

Unexpectedly, Jin'er and Hui'er looked at Xiao Shuanzi, but let out a weird laugh, Xiao Shuanzi blinked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Is it right for me to say thank you?"

"Little Shuanzi, you go in first, come out later, we have something to please the master to report!" Jin'er continued to smile like that, looking at Xiao Shuanzi with meaningful eyes.

Little Shuanzi was completely baffled, thinking that Chu Yunhe was still waiting, he said, "Alright, let's talk later, I'll go in."

After the door was closed, Xiao Shuanzi squatted in front of Chu Yunhe, turned the book to the first page, and said softly, "Master, the slave will read a poem to you, how would you like it?"

Hearing this, Chu Yunhe opened his eyes and asked curiously, "Huh? Little Shuanzi, you can also compose poems? Why doesn't this king know?"

"Hehe, this poem was not written by a slave, but a slave who borrowed flowers to present Buddha. I hope the master can smile when he hears it." Xiao Shuanzi scratched his hair in embarrassment, lowered his head with a smirk and said: "If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, your wife and concubines will become rich." Group! Husbands with haircuts don’t go to bed, wives with dross don’t go to court! Asking how much you can worry about, it’s like a group of eunuchs going to brothels!”

"puff--"

Sure enough, Chu Yunhe laughed out loud when he heard it, slapped Xiao Shuanzi on the head, and laughed angrily: "What kind of poem is this? Crooked poem! Who wrote it? Really capable, a group of eunuchs also want to Go to brothel! Hahaha—"

(End of this chapter)