Quick-wearing Full-time Male Two [gl]

Time flies, two years have passed in a blink of an eye, Mu Qing and Chu Rou both grew up to fifteen years old.

Mu Qing had a lot of heights in the past two years, and had grown to 1.73 meters. Among the small eunuchs who were not able to keep up with nutrition, he could be regarded as an outstanding existence.

Different from the good development of height, Mu Qing's chest has been stuck in the A cup.

Although it can't be said to be barren, she still slightly bulges when she is not tied, but with a bundle of breast cloth, no one can tell that she is a breasted person.

Mu Qing also complained secretly for a while.

She used to have small expectations, thinking that for such a beautiful woman, she would naturally have a bigger breast.

Even if there is no C, a B is good. It is neither cumbersome nor too inconspicuous like A.

However…

Mu Qing sighed for her chest, and at the same time was a little bit lucky.

The emperor is so beautiful, and Duxi has a plump body and a plump body.

To put it simply, it's a big breasted butt.

The beauties in the harem, except for those official women who had to be elected by the court to check and balance, are all of this category.

For these reasons, Liang Zhong looked at Mu Qing's eyes more and more wrongly.

In fact, Mu Qing knew a little bit about what Liang Zhong was thinking.

Imagine that although the emperor has boundless power, his words and deeds can be seen by people. If he spends more time playing with his concubine, he may be addicted to female **** and abandon government affairs.

If at this time, a small **** was placed in the emperor’s bedroom and Mingli was in charge of taking care of the emperor’s daily life, he would be a beauty in the country, greedy and playful with the emperor in the middle of the night when there was no one else—whatever it looked like, it would be exciting and fun.

Now this one who is in power is a playful person, and he will definitely like this kind of stimulation.

However, since Mu Qing's height became higher and higher like that of bamboo, Liang Zhong's eyes were somewhat intriguing.

In the past two years, Liang Zhong did not call Mu Qing less, and more often asked her to take off the breast wrap and put on a robe to see how she developed.

But after two years, Mu Qing's stature got higher and higher, but his chest was slow to develop, which made Liang Zhong frown.

Just looking at her face, Mu Qing is pretty, and Shen Yuluoyan is ashamed of her appearance.

It's a pity that the emperor was born too tall, and the emperor was only about 1.7 meters tall. He probably wouldn't like a woman taller than him too much. More than that, the posture is not the plump type that the emperor likes. It seems that all the food eaten these years has been used to grow taller.

Ever since, Liang Zhong asked Mu Qing to go there less and less, and recently it was only half a month to go.

This made Mu Qing happy, and even her appetite was much better than usual.

Contrary to Muqing getting less and less attention, Chu Rou got busier and busier, as if being cultivated by Liang Zhong as a confidant.

Although he was only fifteen years old, he was an old man who had been serving in front of the emperor for two years. He knew the other party's preferences, and he was also very good at observing his words and expressions. He was considered a celebrity in front of the emperor.

In the past year, many concubines sent their eunuchs to send red envelopes to Chu Rou and asked her to help.

Although Mu Qing's status was far behind Chu Rou, as Chu Rou's only roommate, she was also exposed to a lot of light, and she was often stuffed by court ladies.

On this day, when she finished her shift and was walking back, she was stopped by another person.

It was the maid named Biying that Concubine An brought when she entered the palace. His appearance was medium, his height only reached Mu Qing's chin. Jiaojiao was timid when talking to Muqing, her face was always flushing.

At the moment, she was holding a dim sum box and cowardly talking to Muqing: "Grandpa Mu, this is the new hibiscus cake made by the slave maid. If you don't dislike it, please accept it and taste it."

Seeing the appearance of the other party, Mu Qing could see to some extent, this girl probably fell in love with her, and stopped her almost whenever she had time.

Although Mu Qing liked Biying quite a bit, she only regarded her as a little sister and had no other thoughts. I just say I don't like it, and I'm afraid that I am affectionate and hurt my little sister's mind.

When he didn't know what to do, the dim sum box stretched out in front of Mu Qing was pushed back by one hand, and Chu Rou stood silently beside Mu Qing.

She accepted the usual polite smile, her face a bit cold.

"The palace forbids the maidservant to have fornication with the eunuch. If it is found, it is the crime of beheading." She suddenly smiled gently, "I don't think you want others to discuss your relationship with the young man in private, do you? "

The timid girl who was still in front of Mu Qing immediately changed her face. She took back the food box that was handed to Mu Qing, and smiled gently: "What Grandpa Yu said is that the slave and maidservant were confused for a while, watching Grandpa Mu's appearance He is somewhat similar to my brother, so I want to get closer to him, but I forgot that it is awesome."

Chu Rou also politely returned to her.

Mu Qing was dumbfounded as she watched Biying's official dialogue with Chu Rou, she couldn't believe it for a while.

This girl was always shy when it was only two of them!

After finishing the courtesy with Chu Rou, Biying bowed and left without even looking at Mu Qing.

Chu Rou turned her head to see that Mu Qing was still looking stupidly in Biying's direction, and then she shook her head.

"Brother, this is not the time to discuss the love of children." She said a little bit of reproach, "When will I be able to go out of the palace is yet to be known, how can I harm the happiness of my daughter's family?"

Mu Qing was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard this, "Don't worry, I am not a stupid person, how can I put my mind on the palace maid? If I let the master know, I can't take my skin. Besides, few of them will really put their minds at ease. To me."

When Chu Rou heard the word'Master', she frowned almost inaudibly, "What does this have to do with Master?"

"If her old man knows that I'm harming a woman, she can't say she should scold me?"

"This is the master's fault." Chu Rou retorted, "Whoever rules, I will not be able to get close to the girl."

Mu Qing finally came back. Chu Rou thought she was feeling inferior for herself as an ‘eunuch’.

But Mu Qing is not concerned about this at all. Feudal society was extremely restrained to women, and Mu Qing was afraid that Fu Yi would scold her for this when she knew that she was extremely close to her.

But Chu Rou didn't know her gender, so it was difficult to explain it to her.

Mu Qing had to smile, wanting to pick the matter over.

Who knows that Chu Rou grasped this and held on to it.

She shook Mu Qing's hand: "Brother Qing, you have to believe me, you are with women, it doesn't mean to harm them."

Mu Qing laughed: "...what you said is."

Obviously perfunctory.

Chu Rou sighed.

Mu Qing disagreed and said, "What do you always sigh when you are young?"

Chu Rou laughed, "You are not too old, so why do you always like to be like an elder?"

Mu Qingxin said: "If you really talk about age, I can count on your grandmother."

"Since you called me brother, I always have to be worthy of this name, right?" Mu Qing said, patted Chu Rou on the shoulder again.

"So thin," Mu Qingxin said, "It's all bones when I touch it."

She lowered her head to look at Chu Rou, and the other person was also raising her eyes to look at her, her eyes were always gentle.

This is also the case at ordinary times.

When practicing alone, her eyebrows and eyes were clearly cold, but once she appeared in her field of vision, the ice immediately melted and everything turned into gentle water.

With a heartbeat, Mu Qing let go of Chu Rou's shoulders.

"Where are you going? The shift is over?"

Chu Rou was on the night shift, so she should still be waiting in front of the emperor at this time, and shouldn't be back so soon.

Chu Rou nodded, and said: "Today's shift will start, and tomorrow will start mid-shift."

"Middle shift?" Mu Qing said in surprise, "That's really congratulations."

After Mu Qing was placed in the dining room, Liang Zhong first took care of him. In the later period, because of her height, Liang Zhong didn't value her as much as before, and Gao Gongcong, the manager of the dining room, didn't pay much attention to her anymore.

Because of this, Mu Qing has rarely swayed in front of Father Gao recently, and has always been in the back kitchen. It is not her turn to meet the emperor as a meal delivery.

However, Mu Qing became more and more cheerful because of this. In addition, there was a celebrity roommate in front of the emperor, and the popularity in the dining room was quite good.

Sometimes the cook has some good dishes left, and they will leave some for Mu Qing, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Chu Rou's middle shift is different.

The middle shift is the shift that takes the most time to see the emperor, and is usually the most favored person, who can be on duty in the imperial front.

Chu Rou was only fifteen years old and began to work in the middle shift, which shows that she is satisfied with her.

Chu Rou just smiled slightly to congratulate Mu Qing without saying much.

At night, Fu Yi came over as usual and gave instructions to the two martial arts.

In fact, I have taught all the mental techniques that should be taught. Fuyi didn't have to come every day, but she couldn't move, and appeared on time every day.

Mu Qing first advised her not to come every day, not to mention the danger, she was very tired.

However, Fu Yi only regarded her words as wind in her ears, and refused to listen to a word.

Mu Qing had to follow her.

As soon as he entered the room, Fuyi rubbed his fingers towards Muqing, "Which palace lady can give you snacks today?"

Mu Qing said with a helpless tone: "There was a box of hibiscus cakes, but a second junior brother was killed halfway through, and the hibiscus cakes were gone."

Chu Rou interrupted when she heard the words, "It is clear that I kindly settled a headache for you, brother. If I don't come, I don't know how you will deal with Biying, who is carrying the deer."

"Who is Biying?" Fu Yi raised her eyebrows, "I just left Chuntao the other day, and Qiuyun is further ahead. Why is there another Biying today?"

There was a slight displeasure in his tone.

Mu Qing walked out of the room, found a branch and held it, Bi Xiang Fuyi.

Using her hand as the blade, Fu Yi got up and stroked with her.

Mu Qing explained, "Your apprentice I was born tall and handsome, so I naturally attracted the likes of many young girls."

During the recent martial arts competition, Mu Qing did not wear sky silk gloves again.

In fact, she has been regarded as a strongman since she grew taller.

When she was on duty in the dining room, she picked up and down everything in high places. She moved in and out of all heavy objects. She got up early and didn't know how many layers of cocoons, and she was no longer as smooth and tender as before.

Right now, apart from the very nice shape of the fingers, it looks like a man just by looking at the roughness.

Fu Yi felt distressed for a while at first, but seeing Mu Qing became more and more pleased and curious at the same time, she agreed to her request to practice without gloves.

Even now, Fu Yi still remembers how excited Mu Qing was when she took off her silk gloves for the first time.

She was puzzled in her heart.

She deliberately wanted to spoil Mu Qing, but it was a pity that this girl always loved to find work for herself, and had to live herself as a rough man.

At that time, Fu Yi realized that she knew too little about Mu Qing, and she was depressed for several days.

She planned to take Mu Qing out of Gong Xiaoyao when the time was right. Then, from the young talents of the moment, she would choose a few who have good looks and family background, and serve as a matchmaker for Mu Qing.

However, the old lady's heart hadn't gotten to it yet, and the maid kept giving her big apprentice snacks to give off.

But Fu Yi was depressed and broken.

That's all, but Muqing didn't seem to mind at all, it was obvious that women who liked her.

Her apprentice should marry the best knights, not the palace maids who have no freedom. However, when she thought about these questions, she completely forgot that Mu Qing himself was also an "eunuch" without freedom.

Feeling unhappy, Fuyi's moves are much fierce.

After Mu Qing confronted her with a few tricks, he lost to her.

Fuyi ended up taking advantage of the situation.

After thinking for a long time, she finally got to Mu Qing's ear and asked in a low voice: "Apprentice, can I be a matchmaker for your teacher?"

She really didn't like those palace ladies who stared at her disciples.

Mu Qing was stunned.

Fuyi persuaded him again and said with a bitter heart: "Yin-yang reconciliation is the right principle since ancient times. You have reached the age of marriage. It is impossible to stay in the palace every day. One day you will leave the palace to marry someone. If I plan for you in advance. Two, okay?"

However, Mu Qing's answer exceeded her expectations.

"Not good." Mu Qing shook his head, "Master, I like women."

Fuyi was stunned in the same place as if it was petrified, and it took a long time to find his own voice: "When...really?"

Mu Qing nodded, with a serious tone: "Really."

Hearing the words, Fuyi took two steps back in a daze.

She glanced at Mu Qing and left without saying a word.

Seeing this, Chu Rou stepped forward and asked suspiciously: "Why did the master suddenly leave?"

Mu Qing told the truth: "Master wants to be a matchmaker for me."

It was Chu Rou's turn to froze.

Mu Qing said again: "I rejected it and told her that I have someone I like."

Chu Rou clenched a fist and said coldly, "Who?"

Mu Qing clenched the branch in his hand, stroked casually, and said casually: "People in the palace."

She started a sword pose and was about to practice the sword, but Chu Rou took it over.

After a few moves, Chu Rou knocked down the branch in Mu Qing's hand, with the tip of the sword against Mu Qing's neck, and asked, "Who is in the palace?"

Mu Qing lifted his fingers and moved the sword away, his eyes were slightly bent, and he smiled: "Guess~"

Chu Rou didn't guess.

After she finished her exercises, she read in her heart the palace maids who had recently been so diligent with Mu Qing one by one, and finally smiled.

"The eunuch's fornication with the palace lady is a big crime." Chu Rou whispered in a soft voice, "I can't ask these people to harm you, brother Qing."

Mu Qing shuddered and muttered: "Who is talking about me..."

After all, turned over and fell asleep again.