widowed with sickness

"Jie Shuai?"

An annoying high-pitched voice came from outside the bath, interrupting the general's thoughts.He jumped out of the water and glared at the servant.

The internal servant was not afraid of him, but just smiled: "This servant waits for Jie Shuai to take a bath."

"Need not--"

"It was His Majesty's order."

"..."

Evidently the chamberlain possessed a special skill of persuasion.No matter how unhappy the general was, he was still worried that the old thief would make a small report to the emperor and offend the emperor for nothing.

But it has to be said that the servant is not as keen on dying as the general.The emperor asked him to wash the general's hair, and he just kept his eyes on the general's hair, and didn't glance at the other side.

The general soon discovered this, and couldn't help but give him a strange look, and after a long silence, he asked tentatively, "Your Majesty... how are you doing?"

If someone asked this question, the servant would not only keep his mouth shut, but might even accuse him of spying on the emperor.But the general asked...

The servant hesitated for a moment, looked around, and said like a thief: "If Shuai Jie has time...you might as well spend more time with Your Majesty."

The general was shocked, but he still remembered to lower his voice: "But someone—"

"I don't understand the affairs in the courtroom," the servant hurriedly interrupted, explaining in a low voice, "It's just that the old slave has seen that His Majesty has been gloomy lately... I dare not ask..."

The servant can also be regarded as the emperor's confidant, but the current emperor is completely different from the little prince he watched and grew up with.No matter how many worries there are, how can a servant think about it in vain?

The general also understood, after all, even he didn't dare to guess the emperor's mind now - although he was rarely able to guess it in the past.

He said "Thank you" in a low voice, and didn't ask any more questions.

The waiter could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

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After taking a shower and drying his hair, the general obediently rolled off to sleep according to the emperor's instructions conveyed by his servant.

He thought that he must not be able to fall asleep - the hanging heart has not been let go, and there is one more thing to worry about.

However, he still underestimated the attraction of the soft bedding to him.The hot bath and tranquilizing incense soothed the tense nerves very well, and the exhaustion from months of running and running suddenly surged up.

When the general woke up, the sun was almost setting.

The emperor's study room had already been lit, and the door was pushed open, bringing up a breeze, which made the candles flicker.The emperor looked up subconsciously, and saw the general walking in wearing pajamas and clogs.

The general only wore a thick belt, and the front of his clothes was opened wide, two dark red fruits looming on his strong chest muscles.

The emperor's Adam's apple twitched, and immediately became angry, and dropped his pen angrily.

The general didn't expect that he would be self-defeating again, watching the bright red cinnabar splash on his instep in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating.

After a while, the emperor still cursed bitterly: "Come here."

The general suddenly came to his senses, he jumped to the emperor's side in a few steps, and was about to kneel on the ground along the emperor's legs, but the emperor sat on the couch with his arms around his waist.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

The emperor pursed his lips tightly, and pulled the general's skirt to tightly wrap the wheat-colored muscles underneath.

"Your Majesty doesn't like it?" The general was very annoyed... Also, the emperor always likes fair and beautiful people...

It was clear at a glance where the general was thinking, the emperor snorted in extreme displeasure, but still said reluctantly: "Qing belongs to me, so I can't teach others to look at it."

The general felt that there might be a problem with his language comprehension ability, otherwise why couldn't he understand the meaning of the emperor?

Seeing the general's dumbfounded look, the emperor became even more unhappy, and kicked the general's calf forcefully: "I will be jealous."

As if his brain was activated by the pain, the general suddenly reacted, hugged the emperor, and smiled from ear to ear.