concubine on top

Chapter 32

After Hu Qian stood up straight, the little emperor saw his face clearly: thick eyebrows, a pair of big and small eyes, and two mustaches on his lips. Overall, he was an ugly and energetic man.

After contemplating it for a while, the little emperor finally asked, "The hat you're wearing is...unusual?"

Hu Qian replied: "As your Majesty said, this hat is used for concealment when going out on missions, and I don't wear it very much on weekdays."

"Oh." The little emperor nodded and returned to the subject, "Then you just came back or are you planning to go? What was the last task you received? You put these secret reports on your desk?"

"I just came back and squatted in the city to ensure your safety in Huading Tower. It was released by the minister, and I will submit it one after another in the future."

The little emperor regained his energy, and asked a lot of questions about the mission of the hidden guard in one breath. Hu Qian was also very respectful, answering questions in an orderly manner, which made him very satisfied.

The questions about the task were almost inquired. Seeing that there were no outsiders in the Nuan Pavilion, the little emperor took the opportunity to recruit Hu Qian: "Hey, I heard that Shen Yanchuan was a candidate for the secret guard before. Are you familiar with him?"

Hu Qian thought for a while, and replied: "Strictly speaking, Shen Yanchuan is not a candidate for the dark guard, but the leader of the dark guard. As for familiarity, it's hard for this minister to say, because the number of times I and Shen Yanchuan partnered is relatively small. The dark guards don't have many chances to communicate with each other personally."

"The leader of the hidden guards to be elected?!!!!"

The little emperor slapped his thigh, and Shen Yanchuan smiled charmingly in his mind——

"No matter how beautiful the concubine is, she is also a man who has been trained as a secret guard. Don't say you have no martial arts, even if you fight against a dozen guards at the same time, the concubine will not fall behind."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!There is a difference between the candidate for the dark guard and the candidate for the commander of the dark guard, but they are not at the same level at all!

After being shocked, the little emperor felt that his losses in the past were not wronged, so he breathed a sigh of relief and began to clear his mind: "He is a candidate, you are serious, and you seem to be young, so you were still in a competitive relationship before." huh?"

"That's right." Hu Qian still said one thing, "The salary and authority of the commander of the dark guard are much higher than that of the general dark guard."

The little emperor rolled his eyes: "Shen Yanchuan is very good in the dark guards, right?"

"Yes, he is not bad in all aspects, especially his mind."

After hearing this comment, the little emperor thought for a while with his head propped up.

According to this statement, Shen Yanchuan has a good prospect of continuing to be a secret guard. Even entering the palace as a concubine is still a task, and it is not compulsory for him, so why does he still come?

"Did the queen mother ask him to enter the harem by name?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"..." Hu Qian changed his nodding posture, raised his head, and pointed at his own face, "Because of the face."

That's a crudely simple, self-evident answer.

"..." The little emperor intended to break the awkward silence, "But don't you have human skin masks?"

In fact, as long as you are willing, it will be no problem for all the guards to transform into beautiful men in Yushu Linfeng, right?Now I have reason to suspect that you deliberately pretend to be ugly with a fake face!

Hu Qian lowered his head again: "It takes time to make a human skin mask, and it should not be worn for a long time. There are two other reasons, I don't know if I should talk about it or not."

"Tell me," the little emperor urged him, "I don't like procrastinating and procrastinating. From now on, you can just tell me what you have."

Hu Qian lowered his voice: "First, considering that you may choose to give birth to a son and abdicate, the queen mother hopes that the emperor's grandson will be more handsome."

"You..." The secret of your body was revealed, and the little emperor couldn't sit still, "Why do you all..."

Hu Qian hurriedly lowered his head even lower: "This is the news that I only got hold of after I became the commander of the hidden guards, so that I can protect you in every way and give you comprehensive consideration."

"Okay," the little emperor suppressed his uneasy mood, and looked down at him, "then there is another reason?"

"You have to change your skin to enter the harem."

"Change the skin?"

"Most of us are rough people. In addition to being injured in training and missions, we all have some scars on our bodies. However, since we want to serve in the palace, we must not frighten the emperor, so we have to soak our bodies in special potions , regenerate the skin and flesh on the body, and remove the scars."

The little emperor was dumbfounded, and unconsciously grabbed the dragon robe: "Rebirth of flesh and blood, wouldn't that be very painful?"

"Pain is secondary. No matter men or women, since they join the dark guard, they will not care about pain. It's just that after the skin is changed, the newly grown skin is too thin and tender. Once injured, the wound will be difficult to heal, which will affect the future. Going out on missions—that’s what most people can’t accept.”

Hu Qian felt that the emperor was very nervous, so he tried to state it in a calm tone, but the content was too scary for the little emperor, and the robe covering his legs was wrinkled by him.

He thought distressedly, Shen Yanchuan was really crazy, and he wanted him to take such a bite. He was too busy and flustered yesterday, so he forgot to care, and he didn't know if the injury on that arm healed today?

In the Empress Dowager's palace on the other side, Shen Yanchuan had already changed back into his palace attire, and was sitting at the empress dowager's lap, and the two of them ate chicken soup wontons together.

The chicken soup is very fresh, and the wontons are sprinkled with fresh and tender shallots, which are fragrant. Shen Yanchuan blew on the spoon and ate without lifting his head-he has not slept all night, he needs some food to maintain his strength and spirit, and then he will lose everything he has gained from this trip report.

"Eat slowly," the queen mother took two mouthfuls leisurely, holding the bowl in her hand, stirring it with a spoon, and said in a joking tone, "The big thing is done, it's not too late, look Look at you, your lips are burning red, if you go back in a while, the emperor may blame Aijia for being partial."

Shen Yanchuan had wontons in his mouth and couldn't answer, so he nodded his head, then put his posture as gracefully as possible, and at the same time secretly glanced at the palace servants in the palace.

When he first stepped into the palace, he saw them holding lotus incense buckets in their hands and fanning light fans around, so that the fragrance could be evenly dispersed into the palace room.This is not uncommon, but now that the palace is full of fragrance, it is a bit strange that they still do not leave.

Sure enough, after eating wontons in a leisurely manner, the queen mother waved her back, leaned on the couch and pinched her brows: "The Ai family is almost the same as Concubine An after listening to opera and playing chess for a while. After a while, the smell seemed inexhaustible, and it was still in front of my nose."

When Shen Yanchuan heard the words, he understood.

Just now when he passed the Wenhua Palace, he saw a group of people kneeling inside with cloths wiping the ground, bringing out pots of bloody water in and out of the ground, and he knew that the Empress Dowager should invite people into the palace in the name of the little emperor last night, and that crime Unpardonable people were probably killed in the palace directly because they were defenseless.

He sniffed the sandalwood fragrance mixed with the scent of bitter herbs in the hall, lowered his eyes and said: "The Queen Mother has worked so hard, Your Majesty will soon understand."

"Soon?" The Queen Mother turned her head and looked in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. "How long has it been since he planned to attack you? Until last night, he was still unconscious."