Save His Royal Highness

The little eunuch didn't know where he went, and he didn't come back to serve him until the evening.

It's getting more and more irregular, I thought.

The wind outside was a bit strong, although I closed the window, I was a little annoyed by the flickering of the candles, so I simply closed the book, took a bath, turned off the lights and fell asleep.

I rarely go to bed so early, lying on the bed with my eyes closed but not feeling sleepy.

But I can't help but think of the kiss that the little eunuch landed on the corner of my lips during the day, soft and sweet with a little milk.

I didn't want to think too much, so I forced myself to think about other miscellaneous things. I don't know how long it took before I gradually fell asleep.

In the dimness, I heard a soft knock on the outer door, and I woke up suddenly.

The person who came deliberately slowed down his steps, but he didn't know if it was because it was too dark, and he accidentally knocked down the table and chairs, making a bang sound.

I thought it was the little eunuch who came back, and sure enough, I heard his light gasp, and I couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Don't say that I always sleep lightly, even if I'm dead asleep, I should be woken up by such a big movement.

I have excellent hearing, although I can't see what's going on outside, I can still imagine the little eunuch gasping in pain and looking in annoyedly to see if I'm awake.

After a while, the deliberately soft footsteps sounded again, and the little eunuch lifted the curtain of the door and walked in.

Seeing my eyes closed, I was relieved.

The little eunuch groped around the edge of the bed for a long time, and lifted a corner of my quilt, but there was no movement.

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't go to bed, but curled up and slept on the footrest below.

Although the room was burning charcoal, it was still cold at this time.

I sighed, opened my eyes, and patted the vacant bed beside me, "Come on and sleep."

The little eunuch's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked like he was caught doing something bad, "Master, are you still awake?"

I grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the floor, "Even if I fell asleep, I should wake you up."

I didn't bother to ask him where he went in the afternoon, probably because he was afraid that I would be annoyed, so he hid out.

Seeing that I wasn't annoyed, the little eunuch immediately returned to his fearless appearance, moved to my side aggressively, and then moved again.

In the end, the whole person stuck to me, and even put my cold hands into my arms to keep warm.

I didn't push him away, so he simply stretched out his two icy cold feet and put them on my lap.

I couldn't help but ask, "Have you bathed yet?"

The little eunuch was silent for a while, and his voice sounded a little lacking in confidence, "I took a bath yesterday."

Forget it, out of sight, out of sight, I tried my best to convince myself that it's winter anyway, and it's not a big deal not to take a bath for a day.

Lying in the quilt, the little eunuch's hands and feet warmed up quickly, and then he began to wriggle around beside me a little restlessly.

The little eunuch was only wearing a thin layer of obscene clothes, and I could clearly feel the temperature of his body through two layers of thin clothes.

Sensing a change somewhere below me, my mood was a little complicated for a moment, and I reprimanded softly, "Don't move around, go to bed quickly."

As he spoke, he was a little embarrassed and wanted to turn his back on the little eunuch.

The little eunuch noticed it, and leaned over with bright eyes, "Master, let me help you."

"No need." I frowned, and the little eunuch's hand had reached in from my obscene pants with extraordinary dexterity, and held my place.

The little eunuch's hand was very slippery. Because of the work, there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingers. The warm hand held me, and I couldn't help but snorted softly, almost all at once. It just came out.

The little eunuch also seemed to be stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether to withdraw his hand or continue, "Master."

I feel a little fever on my face. Although I am used to being ascetic, and even seldom blaspheme myself, it has never happened so fast like now.

But there is always a feeling of concealment when saying this.

I turned over annoyed, and turned my back to the little eunuch, "Sleep quickly."

The little eunuch didn't make a sound, but I could feel him laughing quickly, then leaned over, stretched out two thin arms and hugged my waist from behind.

The warmth of both hands gave me a rare feeling of warmth and peace of mind.