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    Chapter 104 The sick and violent prince 2

    The soldier held a booklet and reported in a low voice: “Your Highness, his name is Lu Yuanju. His mother was from the Central Plains. She is the tallest and largest tribal warrior among these prisoners of war.”

    “The tallest and the biggest?” Xie Rong laughed, and after laughing twice, he covered his lips and coughed, and said intermittently, “The Saibei warriors are all tall and big, haven’t they become the lowest slaves in this East Palace?”

    The man’s eyes were red, staring at him, with murderous intent brewing in his eyes.

    [The protagonist thinks of the dead warriors of Saibei, and the pain value is +10]

    “What, you’re not convinced?” Xie Rong lost strength and couldn’t sit still. He leaned on the waist pillow and closed his eyes for a long time before saying, “From now on, the dirtiest and most tiring work in the East Palace will be done for him. If he can’t finish it, he and these slaves will be hungry.”

    In the East Palace, his words were more effective than the imperial edict.

    Lu Yuanju soon became a slave that everyone in the East Palace could step on.

    Early in the morning, they had to chop wood and carry water until the sun was high. After eating a few mouthfuls of leftovers, they had to clean the huge East Palace. At night, they had to wash the clothes of the sick prince.

    Lu Yuanju had been like this for half a month, and he often ruined the prince’s clothes on purpose. Maybe one day the little prince would be mad at him.

    Before dawn today, he got up from the couch in high spirits, took a cold shower casually, and chopped firewood in front of the woodshed with an ax in his bare muscular upper body. As he was chopping, he was covered in sweat, but he saw that the entire East Palace was suddenly brightly lit.

    A group of palace people walked past the corridor in a hurry.

    Lu Yuanju heard them saying anxiously that the prince was seriously ill and in a coma again.

    Not long after, the prince’s personal eunuch, Eunuch Gao, came here to fetch someone.

    Eunuch Gao pinched the tip of his nose and said with disgust on his face: “Hurry and pack it up for me and go see His Highness.”

    They, the prisoners of war in Saibei, are always shackled and are only qualified to do the dirtiest work in the East Palace. However, the Imperial Master said that this person has a body of pure yang. When His Highness is taking a medicated bath, pouring water aside can deter the Yin energy and prevent His Highness from catching cold again.

    No matter how much Eunuch Gao was on guard against this group of prisoners of war, he had no choice but to come over reluctantly.

    After a cup of tea, Lu Yuanju put on clean clothes and followed Eunuch Gao.

    But he walked slowly, and Eunuch Gao became even more impatient and immediately scolded him.

    This slave is so disrespectful!

    Lu Yuanju stamped his feet, and the shackles and chains were shaking loudly. He looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. “Did you hear that? If you want me to walk faster, your Highness will be able to untie this thing.”

    If he was asked to sincerely serve a sick prince of an enemy country, a prince who trampled countless dead souls in the north of the Great Wall just to find the so-called pure Yang thing, then he might as well be a dog.

    Eunuch Gao looked at him coldly and made a mental note.

    When their highnesses turn the corner, Lu Yuanju will have a better time!

    Outside the bedroom, palace attendants were carrying hot water back and forth.

    Lu Yuanju stood waiting under the porch, his heart filled with malice, wishing that the little prince would die.

    The palace door opened, and the ageless Imperial Master walked out. Although his eyes were covered with white cloth, he looked in the direction of Lu Yuanju accurately.

    “Let him serve His Highness’ medicinal bath.”

    Eunuch Gao hesitated and said: “But if he takes the opportunity to do something to His Highness…”

    The Imperial Master said: “I will be by your side.”

    “Then our family can rest assured,” Eunuch Gao has seen in his eyes over the years. Although this national advisor is a foreign expert invited by His Majesty from Penglai Mountain, he has been particularly respectful to His Highness in these years. Even if His Highness hates him, he has not changed. Therefore, people in the East Palace will definitely ask for the Imperial Advisor whenever His Highness the Crown Prince’s illness worsens.

    When Eunuch Gao turned to look at Lu Yuanju, his expression suddenly turned cold: “Why don’t you go in with the Master and serve His Highness well? Otherwise, all the slaves in the East Palace will be buried with you for your recklessness!”

    Lu Yuanju walked into the dormitory with an expressionless face.

    It was obviously late spring, but earth dragons and charcoal pots were still burning in the hall. As soon as he walked in and took a breath of hot air, he broke out in a sweat.

    The unconscious little prince was leaning on the tub at the moment.

    The water vapor is thick, and the bedroom is like a steamer, but the person in the bathtub has pale lips, very light blood on his cheeks, and almost no breath.

    Lu Yuanju picked up a bucket of hot water and took a few steps closer. While pouring water into it, he raised his head and glanced casually.

    But he saw the imperial master’s hand pushing aside the man’s long, black and straight hair, and was pressing it on the urethra on the back of the little prince’s neck.

    Xie Rong’s slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he let out a soft hum in his coma.

    There was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips of the Imperial Master, which slowly moved down to Xie Rong’s exposed shoulders, leaving a red mark on the place where he had kneaded it.

    Every time he massaged it gently, Xie Rong hummed unconsciously, his voice rose, his cheeks gradually turned red, he tilted his head and leaned on the arm of the imperial master, and his breathing became more obvious than before.

    Lu Yuanju stared straight at it, feeling that the scene was extremely weird and his heart was beating wildly.

    After all, it was a strange thing for him to be touched by a man as a treatment. He had never seen it in Saibei.

    His skin is so white, he doesn’t look like a prince. If he dares to bathe like this in Saibei’s tent, the Saibei warriors queuing up outside will have to circle the tribe.Except for him, of course.

    Then this Prince Rong should be very happy, after all, he seems to like to seduce men like this.

    It turns out that the waist is also so thin.

    “Pour water.”

    The Imperial Master’s cold voice sounded, and Lu Yuanju suddenly came back to his senses and turned around to get the second bucket of hot water.

    The Imperial Master stood behind the bathtub, and Lu Yuanju stood in front of the bathtub. The people in the bathtub gradually gained color, but they had not yet opened their eyes.

    After the medicinal bath was over, Xie Rong was picked up by the Imperial Master and put back on the couch.

    Lu Yuanju glanced at the still warm potion in the bathtub, half-squinted his eyes, reached out to take some potion, lowered his head and smelled it.

    It’s all the fragrance of the little prince.

    I’ll take it back to Saibei’s wolf dog for a sniff the next day. Next time the wolf dog sees the little prince, won’t it scare him to tears?

    Lu Yuanju chuckled, turned around and left the dormitory.

    At night, he heard that the prince was awake.

    Not only did he wake up, he was able to get out of bed and walk twice outside the temple.

    “Lu Yuanju, His Highness calls you over!” The little eunuch who came to deliver the message was full of gloating.

    Lu Yuanju put down the half-washed clothes, looked at the worried Saibei companion beside him, got up and left with the little eunuch.

    In front of the bedroom, Xie Rong was wearing a fox velvet cloak and holding a hand stove with gold silk patterns in his hand. His plain white face was wrapped in fox velvet, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, giving him a light pink color.

    “Your Highness, there are so many people in the palace, why do you insist on asking that lowly Saibei slave to come?” Eunuch Gao raised his orchid finger and said plaintively, “I am willing to let this slave be whipped by Your Highness.”

    “How about that?” Xie Rong glanced at the man who was escorted to his feet, stretched out his legs and lifted the man’s chin, “If you want to see how good your body is, of course you have to find a rough-skinned and fleshy slave to try.”

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