When Murong Feiyan handed Hu Xiaotian the written agreement to read, he quietly drew her aside and whispered, "Something about this doesn't add up!"
Murong Feiyan's delicate brows creased slightly. "What doesn't add up?"
Hu Xiaotian leaned close to her ear and spoke in a voice only she could hear. "That old man might be a eunuch!"
Murong Feiyan gave a soft cry of surprise, then her pretty face flushed scarlet. She shot Hu Xiaotian a reproachful look. "How do you know?" The moment she asked, she regretted it. How had she managed to ask such a stupid question?
Hu Xiaotian actually explained it to her. "That thing of his has been cut off. Go look for yourself if you don't believe me."
Murong Feiyan blushed all the way down to the base of her neck. She lowered her head, her lovely eyes fixed on the tips of her shoes. She could hardly blame Hu Xiaotian for this; she had been the one to ask. But this bastard was utterly shameless! Why did he have to spell it out? Did he think I didn't know what a eunuch was? He must be deliberately trying to embarrass me. Bastard, you absolute bastard! Telling me to go look-I'm an unmarried maiden!
Hu Xiaotian truly had no intention of embarrassing her just then. He whispered, "People like him usually live deep inside the imperial palace and rarely come out. There's something strange about that little girl, too. Have you ever seen an eleven- or twelve-year-old child with such an imposing air?"
At Hu Xiaotian's prompting, Murong Feiyan suddenly understood. The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed. She whispered, "You mean she might be one of the Golden Branches and Jade Leaves?" The emperor of Great Kang had twenty-seven sons alone,