He was a eunuch, his body also incomplete; by this age, he ought naturally to have come to terms with everything he should have accepted, yet in his earlier years, when he saw normal men, he felt jealousy, hatred, discontent, and inferiority.
Huangfu Xian must have felt the same.
Whether Qin Chuyu lied or not, both knew in their hearts.
The Empress Dowager closed her eyes, "I am tired, remember to send Jingkong back later."
"Yes," Eunuch Qin answered.
Bixia Hall.
The Emperor had returned to the Huaqing Palace first. Princess Ning An and Huangfu Xian were seated in the spacious and bright bedroom of the Sleeping Palace. All the palace maids had been sent away by Princess Ning An, leaving only Lianlian to serve at the side.
Huangfu Xian, seated in his wheelchair, casually played with the fresh flowers in a vase.
Princess Ning An sat opposite him, staring at him intently, "Xian'er, why did you do it?"
"I like it," Huangfu Xian said, looking at the flower in his hand.
