In Shi Xuedong's eyes, this beautiful palace maid must have had something going on with his sworn brother. Never mind how she kept coming to see Hu Xiaotian for no particular reason-he had twice seen Baobao go in wearing a skirt and come out in eunuch's clothes. Anyone with a brain could imagine what had happened in between: she must have taken her clothes off and put others on. But Hu Xiaotian had been castrated, hadn't he? Even if they both stripped naked, what could they possibly do? Wouldn't that only make things more agonizing? Shi Xuedong had no idea whether Hu Xiaotian was suffering, but he certainly was. That remaining ** inside his body still had some effect, after all. His face had been flushed lately, purely from pent-up frustration.
Watching Baobao follow Hu Xiaotian into the Wine Cellar, Shi Xuedong swallowed. That waist and those hips of hers really were enticing. As though she had eyes in the back of her head, Baobao abruptly turned and snapped, "What are you staring at? Believe me, I'll gouge out those thieving eyes of yours!"
Shi Xuedong blinked. "I'm a eunuch..." A eunuch's gaze at a woman usually carried no particular lust.
"Few eunuchs are any good either," Baobao said. Yet her beautiful eyes rested on Hu Xiaotian as she spoke. She was plainly pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree.
Hu Xiaotian pretended not to hear and stepped into the Wine Cellar. Baobao followed, and Shi Xuedong locked the door from outside. He faithfully carried out his duty of guarding the door and keeping watch, partly because Hu Xiaotian was his sworn brother, and partly because he now had to follow Hu Xiaotian to get by. So far, life was quite comfortable.
Once inside the Wine Cellar,