Be Modest,My Master of Imperial Guards

Chapter 28 Master Was Not A Eunuch

In the room_

When Gu Yunxi raised his eyes again, her shy eyes met the eyes of the Master.

The dark night-like world had been lit by a blaze of fire-like light, creating a spectacular scene. Gu Yunxi's body was softened by the warmth and seemed to be swallowed and melt away by that dazzling light.

She was too shy to find a place to hide, sitting on the chair anxiously, with her ears turning so red that even her sweet face was colored, like a crystal flower blooming in an instant, which made Leng Qingtang obsessed with her.

She had meticulously had various tonics for a while. Now, as Gu Yunxi's dysentery had been controlled, her appearance had undergone an amazing transformation after the rusty and yellowish rust color disappeared! And the beauty was different from the Imperial Noble Concubine, Wan Yuyao. It was a fresh charm that had not been tapped by the secular world, just like a hibiscus in the water, giving out a different kind of pure temptation.

Noticing the uneasiness Gu Yunxi showed in front of him, Leng Qingtang smiled warmly and turned his eyes to the side.

He was still reluctant to leave_

He glanced at the table. His eyebrows bent, and his expression was soft and light.

"I will do it for you."

Rolling up the wide robe sleeves, his plain white hands flicked back and forth on the table a few times, and soon he cleaned up the messy table. The walnut skins and walnut kernels were divided into two small piles with clear boundaries and were put before her eyes.

Then he picked up the walnuts and grabbed a hammer to crush them.

Probably because he practiced Kung Fu, Leng Qingtang had the proper wrist strength to take an entire walnut kernel intact out without too much effort. He just waved the hammer twice and flexed his fingers flexibly.

"Bang... Bang..."

The percussion was not loud, but the rhythm was so clear that when it entered the ear and struck the heart, it drove people nuts.

Gu Yunxi looked at him silently, falling infatuated with that while feeling extremely incredible.

On the blue python robe, a pattern of a four-clawed dragon in the center of his chest had its mouth open and its claw waving. The suit added a sense of virility to this jade-face man as if he were a divine god who was offish and cold enough to drive others miles away.

Now this blue and handsome figure close to her was focusing on and enjoying the trivial chores of ordinary people.

His handsome appearance that seemed to be crafted by nature was immersed in a ray of sunshine, his pale skin was plated with light gold, and his sharp face at the spot appeared gentle.

Seen from aside, the outline of his handsome half-face was even sharper. At this moment, this handsome man lowered his long eyelashes, his thin lips raised a little upward with an obscure sense of smile, and his deep eyes were filled with faint waves.

Yunxi leaned her cheek against one hand aside from the desk. She gazed at the curvy and beautiful profile beside her and was finally smitten with him.

Inadvertently, Leng Qingtang leaned his head and saw Gu Yunxi's gaze at him. She didn't react at all but still stared at him intently.

He was startled and then smiled silently. There was a warm current suddenly surging from the depths of his heart, but he looked at ease, as if he was not at all shocked by her losing control.

He then picked a piece of peach kernel on her lips.

"Girl, do you want to taste a peach kernel?"

Such a unique sense of touch caused her to shake slightly and reacted anxiously. As there was a peach kernel on her lips, she couldn't answer at all. As soon as she opened her mouth slightly, the peach kernel was stuffed into her mouth.

His index finger, when it was withdrawn, seemed unconsciously touched her lower lip. In an instant, an unusually itchy sensation spread throughout her body after her soft and delicate skin was touched by that man's finger. All her nerves seemed to be awakened so that her light body could not stop trembling.

Her breath was taken away, and her heart beat. But no matter how, she was not at all repulsive about his moves.

Holding the peach kernel stuffed by the Master in her mouth, she was too obsessed to remember chewing.

Leng Qingtang smiled silently and looked at Gu Yunxi with a scorching gaze. He loved it when seeing her cute appearance of a small bulge on one side of her delicate and beautiful face, bulged by the peach kernel.

Then his big warm hand turned to cover the little hand again. This time she didn't evade but turned away to avoid looking at him. The pair of her eyes shone brightly, full of shyness.

The door buckle outside the house was extremely untimely_

"Master, the study has been set up."

There was a large black figure outside the door. Cheng Wanli reminded the Master in time.

Leng Qingtang frowned slightly, showing a trace of helplessness, and slowly released Gu Yunxi's hands.

"What are you going to do?"

Though Gu Yunxi was still hiding him just now, when she saw that he was really going, she was a little bit reluctant.

"It's emergent, so I will go first. Remember to have a good rest at noon."

Leng Qingtang finished with a smile and left Gu Yunxi's house.

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The study was a special place where the Commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot approved official documents and handled confidential affairs. According to Leng Qingtang's rules, once he entered the study, others who were not summoned for special reasons should not step in.

After Leng Qingtang went in, Cheng Wanli looked around under the corridor cautiously. He then walked in and closed the door vigilantly.

There was a delicate and translucence agate bowl on the desk of agarwood. Inside was half a bowl of dark brown and slightly viscous liquid, giving out a faint smell of cold fragrance. It was a potion made by Cheng Wanli, which had been put here 15 minutes before.

After Leng Qingtang sat on the long couch, Cheng Wanli handed over the bowl of medicine to him, and said with his eyebrows drooping in a servile manner,

"Master, the medicine is warm."

Leng Qingtang held the bowl in one hand, a small spoon of chalcedony in another, and silently drank all the decoction. He handed back the empty bowl, sipped the tea, and then spit it into the jar. Afterward, he took off the Commander-in-chief's robe and lay on his back on the long couch in his innerwear.

Cheng Wanli opened the sloping neck of the Master's innerwear a little bit more, revealing half of his plain white neck and solid arms.

Cheng Wanli put the thin quilt that was woven with smoky rain silver silk and dotted with flora patterns on the Master. He walked to the half-height box aside and found a long cotton thread and a box of women's makeup from the small drawer. Then he went back to the long couch and sat down.

Cheng Wanli whispered to Leng Qingtang,

"Master, I'm starting."

Leng Qingtang closed his eyes and said slowly, "Thank you...."

Cheng Wanli opened the porcelain box of fragrant powder, dipped some delicate and smooth powder, applied it on the entire face of the Master, and put the powder box aside.

Cheng Wanli picked up the cotton thread and grasped one end of the cotton thread with his teeth. With his thumb and index finger of the left hand flexed around the middle of the thread and his right hand held the other end of it, he stretched the thread in balance to roll lightly on the forehead, cheek, and lower jaw of the Master. Especially his chin and cheeks, he repeatedly scraped there with cotton thread many times.

The cotton thread clung to the contour of Leng Qingtang's rising and falling face and rubbed every inch of the skin carefully and silently, adding a slight pain like acupuncture.

Leng Qingtang closed his eyes tightly, his plump and thick eyelashes curled up in the silent air and shuddered continuously.

A while later, the work was finished up.

Cheng Wanli threw the cotton thread, got up, and took off a china box, which was made in Ruyao and with Lamei flowers on it, from the high-legged table. Inside were some pale green frozen pastes. He used a wooden stick to pick up a thick layer on the cheeks and chin of the Master.

The smell of green paste was very peculiar. It smelled sourer than vinegar.

During the entire application process, Cheng Wanli was also irritated by such a strange pungent smell.

Although Leng Qingtang lay on the couch with his eyes closed, the strange smell directly penetrated his closed eyelids and mouth. His nose was crystal pale and red, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Wanli stood beside the Master. When he saw him weeping, he quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with a clean veil for him, and tentatively asked,

"Master, how are you feeling?"

"It's okay. I can bear it! Compared to the hundreds of innocent lives of the Zheng family who have been murdered in the conspiracy 23 years ago, how trivial my suffering is..."

Leng Qingtang answered with a hoarse, exhausted voice.

That Cheng Wanli was used to put on a stern face, and frown had caused a vertical wrinkle at his part of skin between his two eyebrows. Inadvertently, it looked like a third thin eye on the forehead.

He looked again at the green paste that was about to dry off on the face of the Master and weaved a sigh secretly.

"My only wish is that the big day will come earlier, so that you can take revenge for the late Emperor, Lord Protector Zheng, and the old Master. As long as you, Master, can return to your true identity of the royal family, there is no need to suffer this again!"

Cheng Wanli, the Chiliarch of Penalty, was the adopted son of the former Master of the East Depot, Bian Moyan. He grew up with Leng Qingtang since childhood. He was known as Leng's subordinate but actually the one whom Leng Qingtang trusted most like his family.

Naturally, the only person in the Eastern Depot who knew Leng Qingtang's true identity was Cheng Wanli. Only he knew best that his Master disguised as a eunuch and sneaked into the palace to achieve a little-known purpose. After many years of fighting, he finally climbed to this high position and gained such a big power!

But thoroughly, his Master was a true man.

The reason why he could pretend to be a eunuch in the palace and was not discovered for more than two decades is because of the former superintendent's secret assistance and the secret technique of "masculine seal" he taught him.

This secret technique was divided into external adjustment and internal regulation.

As the name implied, the external adjustment was to apply a paste prepared by a special d**g to the face to temporarily cover the hair glands of parts of the male body.

The green ointment Cheng Wanli just applied to the Master's chin and cheeks had exactly this effectiveness, and it needed to be applied once every half a month.

The castrated eunuchs had very delicate and smooth skin without beards. Cheng Wanli used cotton threads cleanse his Master's face so that his face could look smooth and delicate as those true eunuchs in the palace.

In terms of internal regulation, it was the use of qigong to temporarily hide the sign of the male throat.

Leng Qingtang lay on the long couch quietly, with the corner of his mouth going upward for a bit, as if there were a hint of smile quietly swiping across, thrilling and poisonous.

His memory was brought back to the day twenty-three years ago by Cheng Wanli's voice. It was since that day when he was four that only the memory of hatred and revenge had accompanied him throughout his childhood.

"I will never let those people get away... Those sinners who once brought us endless pain but now hide in the dark, living their lives care-freely."

The words shot out from between his teeth, clear and sharp, and the endless curse and resentment were reflected in the sound.

Cheng Wanli thought for a moment, and suddenly said,

"Ming Lan ran to the Easter Depot to make a scene in the morning. In my opinion, maybe he has seen through Yunya's identity? Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant! I have asked the Garden to keep vigilant. I am not afraid that Yun's girl's identity might be unveiled, but that people in the Western Depot would find out that she was involved with the Zheng family."

"Well done..." Leng Qingtang said lightly, "I will deal with that g**g in the Western Depot."

Leng Qingtang was aware of Ming Lan's treacherous arrogance. The Commander-in-chief of the Western Depot hadn't enjoyed this position enough before he couldn't wait to mess with the Eastern Depot. Over time, he and his Western Depot would definitely become a big threat to his plan.

As the ointment on his chin had dried out, he could no longer notice the irritating smell, so Leng Qingtang opened his eyes suddenly.

Cheng Wanli brought a pot of hot water to serve the Master to clean his face. After wiping his face, he applied a thin layer of skin cream. Then Leng Qingtang's cheeks became particularly sharp. His white skin, like warm jade that had been soaked in warm water, exuded a subtle and delicate radiance. The facial features and eyebrows were clear and dense. Even Cheng Wanli couldn't help but feel a little smitten over that elegant and handsome face.

He couldn't help but think that if the Master had restored his man's body, how many beauties in the capital city would have fallen in love with him?