Having settled the emperor's affairs, Zhong Hui prepared to leave.
After taking a few steps, Zhong Hui suddenly stopped and looked at the Palace Eunuchs.
He then waved a hand, and an Armored Guard came to his side.
"Lord Jia was, after all, a gentleman from a distinguished family. It would hardly be fitting for him to set out alone. Let those four gelded dogs who served the emperor accompany Lord Jia on his journey, so they can look after him along the way."
The Armored Guard nodded.
"Then the Yellow Gate officials and the Imperial Guards, should we also..."
Zhong Hui frowned and glared furiously at the Armored Guard, making no attempt to conceal the killing intent in his eyes. "Do you think the worthy gentlemen of the realm are the same as these gelded dogs?"
The Armored Guard started in fright and hurriedly begged forgiveness.
His eyes full of disdain, Zhong Hui glanced at him, then turned and left.
Only a group of Armored Guards remained to clean the blood-defiled Taiji Hall.
Zhong Hui was different from Jia Chong. He still carried something of the bearing of Great Han's scholar-officials, though not much.
Unless someone truly offended him, he was quite friendly toward scholars.
But that Armored Guard, the new head of the Imperial Guards now responsible for protecting Cao Mao, watched Zhong Hui's arrogant manner with some resentment in his eyes.
Had Cao Mao been there, he would have recognized him.
This man was none other than Cheng Ji of Sima Zhao's household.
The others brought Cao Mao back to the Western Hall and settled him in.
As Cao Mao slowly opened his eyes, someone immediately spoke.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Do not be afraid!"
Standing before Cao Mao now was, unexpectedly, a Palace Eunuch he did