267 “Sexy Pampering” Chapter 266

【Emperor Chapter 18】Remove putrefied muscle

“Gillian.”

“Gillian.”

The boy’s coquettish call made Chu Jiao’s heart soften. She raised her hand to touch the back of the boy’s head, “Why do you still wear this thing while sleeping? Didn’t you say that being airtight is bad for your skin?” She then took off the mask.

“Don’t…” Jingchen had no time to stop him. The two of them were very close to each other. As soon as Chu Jiao took off the boy’s mask, she was so surprised that she held his face.

The skin under the young man’s mask, which was originally criss-crossed and resembling tree bark, seemed to have been corroded by some kind of potion. Half of his face seemed to be destroyed, with the epidermis gone, leaving only the tender pink flesh wrapped around the bones, which looked weird and ugly.

“What’s going on!?”

“The slave was injured while he was recuperating!?”

“Who is it!?”

“Third Prince or Fourth Prince?”

“Still that bastard Eighth Prince?”

How much does it hurt?Chu Jiao’s trembling palms hung in front of the young man’s cheek, but she didn’t dare to touch it for fear of hurting him, and a stern look flashed in her eyes.

She worked so hard to raise a child who couldn’t bear to touch him. Who is so bold?

No matter who it is, she doesn’t intend to make it easy for him!

Although she is just a small person in this palace, she is not unable to do something.She just didn’t want to ruin the plot and affect the boy’s imperial path before he grew up. In addition, although they were not favored, they rarely lived a peaceful life, so she had been a peaceful little eunuch until now. Otherwise, she would have a hundred ways to win the favor of the old emperor and make others afraid to bully him.

But now that someone was bullying her again, she would never stand idly by and let the boy suffer alone again.

After experiencing so many worlds, Chu Jiao is no longer the submissive type.I don’t know if she has been with the male protagonist for a long time, but she has also been cultivated in Zhu Zhechichi with a possessive desire of “no one can touch my people.”

“Don’t worry, no one will bully me, Gillian.”

Jingchen felt relieved when he saw that the eyes of the person in front of him only showed distress but not disgust. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand to cover the back of Chu Jiao’s hand, and let her palm rest against his cheek.

“Look, it’s okay.”

Although the skin and flesh under the palm looked bloody, it was lifeless and looked like new life.

“Then, what’s going on?”

Chu Jiao’s fingertips gently traveled along the edge of his cheek, feeling a smooth touch that was different from before, and a guess emerged in her mind.

“Taifu Jiang became my master.” Jingchen’s words confirmed her guess.

“He has traveled all over the country for many years and has seen many strange diseases. Master said that my disease is caused by the poison in my mother’s womb, but there is still hope. It just needs to remove the slough muscle and regenerate…”

“Does it hurt?”

Chu Jiao interrupted him.

“…It hurts,” Jingchen looked at the clear eyes of the person in front of him and couldn’t tell a lie, but he saw the sadness in her eyes and quickly made up for it, “It only hurt for a while. Master gave me Ma Feishan, and then I couldn’t feel it anymore…”

“What’s more, compared to a normal appearance, this little pain is nothing…”

Over the years, although he was covered by a mask, the fear and disgust in the eyes of those around him were much lessened, but the memory of his childhood was long gone. Jingchen knew that his appearance was too terrifying, and if he wanted to have a plan, he could not stay like this.

So when he heard Taifu Jiang say that he could still be saved, he agreed regardless of how painful the treatment was.

“Don’t look at it, the putrid muscle has only been eradicated now, it’s too ugly…”

Jingchen was happy that Chu Jiao cared about her so much, but he also disliked his current appearance for being too ugly. After being given the medicine by Taifu Jiang that day, he took a bronze mirror and took a look at it and didn’t want to look at it again.

“Achen, you are not ugly at all,” Chu Jiao gently kissed him on the cheek, promising this young man who still had some inferiority complex. “No matter what you look like, you are the most beautiful His Highness in my heart.”

The young man blushed, snatched the mask from Chu Jiao’s hand and put it on again.

“You always coax me.”

Chu Jiao laughed.Is she telling the truth?

No matter what you become, I will always like you as a person.

Jingchen looked at the smiling person in front of him and couldn’t help but respond, “You too.”

Chu Jiao tilted her head, what was that?

“Whether you are a man, a woman, or a eunuch, I don’t care,” Jingchen said seriously, “As long as you don’t leave me, nothing matters.”

“How could I leave Your Highness? You are my master. Wherever the master is, there will be little dumplings.” Chu Jiao only focused on the second half of the sentence at first. After answering with a smile, she discovered something was wrong with the first half of the boy’s sentence.

“Master,” she added half tentatively, half remedially, “this slave must be a eunuch. What are you thinking about?”

“Oh, really?”

Jingchen’s face darkened when he saw that this man still wanted to hide it from him.

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and the movement was so fast that Chu Jiao didn’t expect it, and it hit her chest.

Although the two balls of flesh in the hand were tightly wrapped by something unknown, they could still feel the soft touch.

“Then what is this?”