Chapter 266

Xiao Zhuozi also nodded beside him.? 。。

Hu Xiaotian smiled without speaking, he discovered that the thinking of eunuchs and normal people was indeed different; such people are usually quite sensitive to danger, and most have a strong vengeful heart. Although Hu Xiaotian's time in the palace was not long, he already had a rough understanding of the character of these eunuchs. The initial grudge with Lin Bingqing and the recent offense against Wang Desheng were nothing major, yet they both harbored resentment in their hearts. Once they seize an opportunity, they will surely stop at nothing to take revenge on him. As Xiao Dengzi said, one must strike first.

Quan De'an let himself stay in the palace for so long without assigning any specific task; now it seems one reason is that he hasn't yet mastered the art of raising Yin and shrinking Yang, and another important reason is to let himself become familiar with the treacherous human hearts in this palace.

At noon, Hu Xiaotian met Cao Qianshan at Yuyuan Ge. Since the first time he laid his cards on the table with Cao Qianshan, his cooperation with Fei Cui Tang and Taoli Yuan has continued as before, except that Hu Xiaotian does not, like Wang Desheng, simultaneously contact so many suppliers; instead he has fixed on Cao Qianshan alone. Hu Xiaotian didn't even care about the little benefits from those produce vendors; the most important thing now is to handle the procurement matter splendidly, to make Liu Yuzhang place full trust in him. As usual, a fine banquet will be prepared at Yuyuan Ge. Hu Xiaotian never refuses a meal invitation; in the past he would eat his fill with Xiao Zhuozi and Xiao Dengzi, but today he sent the two companions away, because Murong Feiyan will arrive on time.

This time seeing Murong Feiyan, her complexion was visibly much better than before, wearing a deep Lan color warrior outfit and black thin-soled boots. Tall and graceful, heroic and spirited. Seeing Murong Feiyan sweep away her former weariness, Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but reveal a hint of relieved smile.

Murong Feiyan felt a pang of pity upon seeing Hu Xiaotian; she well knew why this pity arose. Although she was still Yunying unmarried, she had never experienced heterosexual intimacy, yet she also understood what castration meant for a man. She wanted to comfort Hu Xiaotian but didn't know how; her mood could truly be described as extreme contradiction. Murong Feiyan glanced at the full table of delicacies and said softly, "It seems you're doing all right in the palace."

Hu Xiaotian gave a hehe laugh, rose and closed the door. He walked over, pulled Murong Feiyan's arm, and invited her to sit. Murong Feiyan had originally intended to resist a little, but as soon as that thought arose in her mind she immediately rejected it; now she could not bear to refuse Hu Xiaotian anything. She worried that any of her actions might be misinterpreted by Hu Xiaotian. It might even hurt him.

Hu Xiaotian poured her a cup of wine and smiled, saying, "Don't worry, no one will come to disturb us."

Murong Feiyan gave an "en" sound; if it were in the past, she would surely have suspected Hu Xiaotian of ill intent, but hearing his words now she merely felt an inexplicable sense of loss. Perhaps everything has already completely changed.

Hu Xiaotian raised his wine cup and drank together with Murong Feiyan, saying, "Suddenly I feel we've become distant."

Murong Feiyan slowly set down her wine cup, then took the initiative to pick up the wine pot and refill his cup: "Why do you feel that way?"…

Hu Xiaotian said, "Remember, whenever we first met we always had to trade barbs; no matter what I said, you had to oppose me, even resorting to fists and feet, utterly savage. Now, no matter what I do or say, you are just obedient; I really don't know whether it's you who changed or me." After saying that, this fellow put on an act and sighed, "It's me who changed!" His expression showed a hint of gloom.

Murong Feiyan couldn't stand this expression of his; seeing Hu Xiaotian's dejected look, her heart felt a sudden stabbing pain as if cut by a knife. She bit her cherry lips, reached out to take his right hand, and said, "You haven't changed; in my heart you have never changed."

Hu Xiaotian gazed into Murong Feiyan's clear, beautiful eyes filled with sincere feeling, his heart deeply moved, and he whispered, "Feiyan, you used to often scold me as a shameless, licentious wretch; do you still see me that way in your heart now?"

Murong Feiyan shook her head firmly and said, "No, although I used to curse you like that with my mouth, I have never truly been angry with you in my heart; although you often spout nonsense in my ear…… I…… I actually……"

"How so?" Hu Xiaotian saw Murong Feiyan's cheeks flushed with rosy clouds, infinitely bashful, and couldn't help but feel his heart stir; at this moment, let alone talk about raising Yin and shrinking Yang, compared to before he had even swollen considerably; if he stood up now, everyone would surely know this fellow is basically a fake eunuch.

Murong Feiyan felt a bit embarrassed, furrowed her brow slightly, and whispered, "You're still as annoying as ever."

Hu Xiaotian sighed again, released Murong Feiyan's delicate hand, and said, "I know, the reason you speak to me like this in front of me is nothing but pity for me; what qualification do I have to deserve your liking? I don't even count as a real man."

Upon hearing him say that, Murong Feiyan thought she had unintentionally hurt his self-esteem again, her eye rims reddening in anxiety; seeing Hu Xiaotian rise gloomily, as if wanting to leave, she suddenly gathered courage, rushed after him, and tightly embraced his body from behind.

Hu Xiaotian was just putting on an act; he hadn't expected Murong Feiyan to react so strongly. Being embraced from behind by her, he felt her soft, tender body wrap around him, and two elastic masses pressed against his back, making him extremely uncomfortable; this fellow instantly stiffened in place.

Yet hearing Murong Feiyan's sobbing voice, she said, "Xiaotian…… I swear, I am not pitying you; actually…… actually I have long liked you; whether you live or die, Feiyan has decided to follow you; when I rushed from Qingyun to the capital this time, Feiyan had already made up her mind: if you die, I will not live alone."

Hu Xiaotian's heart was greatly moved; he whispered, "But…… but I have already become a eunuch."

"What does it matter? As long as you have me in your heart, Feiyan will treat you as before, unchanged forever." Murong Feiyan spoke these words with utter selflessness; tears had already soaked Hu Xiaotian's back.

Hu Xiaotian had still been hesitating whether to reveal the secret that he had not been castrated; but hearing Murong Feiyan's words, he had no hesitation left. He turned around, saw her tear-streaked, pitifully beautiful face, and fiercely pulled her tender body into his embrace, lowering his head to press his big mouth onto her slightly salty cherry lips. Murong Feiyan's body trembled; she felt his lips unusually hot, and her whole person instantly melted in his kiss. Her mind went blank with a boom, and in a daze, her body was pressed against the wall by Hu Xiaotian, her cherry lips completely conquered by him.

She also felt her tender body being tightly pressed against by something **, and Murong Feiyan instinctively reached out; she had thought Hu Xiaotian carried a short dagger or the like, intending to push it aside, but upon grabbing it she realized something was off, her mind not yet fully reacting, and her mouth blurted out: "What?"…

Hu Xiaotian seized her delicate hand, letting her feel more carefully, and whispered by her ear, "My lifeblood."

Murong Feiyan blinked her eyes, still not understanding what he meant, lowered her chin to look; when she saw the tent-like erection protruding from Hu Xiaotian's crotch, she instantly blushed, opened her cherry lips and screamed—but Hu Xiaotian had anticipated this, and before she could vocalize, he clapped a hand over her mouth, raising a finger before her lips: "Shh!"

Murong Feiyan's beautiful eyes widened round; she had never experienced such embarrassment and shyness in her life. Even if she didn't understand men, she now fully realized that Hu Xiaotian had not been castrated; this fellow was fundamentally a fake eunuch. Her heart first felt surprise and joy, then she was unable to contain her shyness, and afterward she grew a little angry from embarrassment. This shameless, licentious, utterly despicable thing had actually deceived her so badly; she wanted to break free from Hu Xiaotian's embrace and give this fellow two hard slaps on each cheek as punishment, but her soft, tender body had no strength—perhaps because her body hadn't fully recovered? In fact, Hu Xiaotian's strength now differed from before as heaven and earth; Senior Eunuch Quan De'an had transmitted ten years of internal power to him, and judging purely by inner strength, he was far stronger than Murong Feiyan.

He whispered, "Don't shout; I'll slowly tell you what happened."

Murong Feiyan nodded; Hu Xiaotian released her lips, seeing her bashful, uneasy appearance, his heart could no longer restrain itself—this fellow had suppressed his passion in the palace for so long, posing as a eunuch for so long, that once the floodgate of passion opened, he could hardly control himself; he lowered his head again and kissed her cherry lips.

Murong Feiyan hadn't expected him to dare come again; her heart was originally very resistant, but Hu Xiaotian's kiss seemed to possess some magic, instantly depriving her of all ability to resist. After finally managing to break free from him, she whispered softly, "You scoundrel…… you just bully me……"

Second update coming up; today's Monthly Ticket is a bit miserable, well, we'll lower the demand—fifty copies; if we get fifty, I'll do three updates! Writing needs passion, brothers and sisters, stimulate me a little, give me a bit of sunshine, and I'll immediately shine brilliantly for you!)