Chapter 611

Wanfu's tone quickly returned to normal. He was neither anxious nor slow, neither uttered nor humble, but his tone was raised, with a bit of heat, which made people feel very comfortable listening, knowing that he cared about your words, but Not being overly courteous, he said, "Little girl always has some ideas, but that's all about the past, it's not so simple to live a real life, hahaha." Looking at Qian Xiyao, Wan Fu said with a playful smile , "Mother, this is not good for a slave. You can call it a eunuch, but he grows so handsome. Even the entire harem can't pick out a eunuch like us. Miss Xiang'er lost her sense of proportion." , This is the trouble caused by the face of the servant, damn it, but even if Miss Xianger intends, the crippled body of the servant cannot be regarded as a man, and Xianger's thinking is in vain." After finishing speaking, she pretended to slap her face.

If anyone else heard Wanfu's stinking words, they would definitely not be able to help laughing, and thought it was very funny, but at this moment, Qian Xiyao felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

Wanfu could also see that Qian Xiyao was not in a good mood, and he fell silent after speaking. He forgot one thing. The concubine Zhen didn't look down on them eunuchs like outsiders, but she really valued him from the heart. Come on, in the eyes of the concubine Zhen, it is probably very uncomfortable to make a joke as a matter of course with the identity of a eunuch.

I can't tell how I feel in my heart, but Wanfu feels that today is a really good day. First, he knows that someone really likes him. Now it's his turn, and he also knows that Concubine Zhen really cares about him. He is alone in the harem with no ties There is nothing to worry about, except for the loyalty to the emperor, there is really nothing to worry about. This is why I want to keep all the good things for myself. It seems that there is a hole in my heart, and I need to use these gold and silver constantly Jewelry, things outside the body to complement the same.

Besides, he is an eunuch who is neither human nor ghost, why does he need a good reputation?As long as you live happily, isn't that enough?

Wanfu has always thought this way, and he did so. I am afraid that almost all eunuchs think so. They have no future, let alone a normal life. They can only cling to the huge deformed institution of the harem, lingering on their last days.

Qian Xiyao licked her lips, sighed, and said, "It's hard for you."

Wanfu had regained his mood at first, but for some reason, after hearing this, he suddenly wanted to cry, as if he felt the same way when he knew for the first time that he had been betrayed.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Xiang'er is good to the slave, and the Empress is also good to the slave. Wanfu will not disappoint the Empress, nor will she make things difficult for Miss Xiang'er. She has a wonderful life and cannot be ruined by me." After Wanfu said that, his tone trembled. This was a heartfelt remark. Wanfu had never said that to others before, and he would never have it again, Wanfu thought.

Qian Xiyao moved her lips, and finally said dryly, "You also have to take care of yourself."

This conversation was neither easy nor happy, but it was imperative. It took a long time for Wanfu to go out before Qian Xiyao came to her senses. It might never be easy to recover.

A child's laughter is the most beautiful sound in the world. It is so pure and innocent that people can forget their troubles. Qian Xiyao soon played with her son. The second prince is very lively now and is full of everything around him. Curious, looking here and there, touching here and there, just learning to walk, and never being hugged again, always walking staggeringly, waiting for falling down without crying, getting up and continuing to walk.

(End of this chapter)

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