The Eunuch is Pregnant

Chapter 82: Le Yao Yao was touched

As a result, many stood up one after the other as they paid and left. Most likely, they were going to make marriage preparations for their daughters.

Hearing this, Le Yao Yao and Xiao Mu Zi were also very afraid.

"Xiao Yao Zi, isn't it so sad how those young maidens were killed? Poor girls! Fortunately, we're not female! I wonder who could be so cruel and slaughtered so many innocent young women?! Do you think a ghost did it?"

It wasn't strange that Xiao Mu Zi thought this way. After all, this was a conservative Ancient era. One of the most tabooed topics was supernatural beings. Whenever people couldn't figure out a reason, they usually blame it on ghosts or spirits.

Le Yao Yao shook her head. Her heart felt very heavy. Then, she looked up at the sky.

The Sun was no longer shining gloriously. Now, the entire sky was covered with dark clouds.

"Xiao Mu Zi, let's return back to the residence."

Originally, she thought leaving the residence would improve her mood. Who would have expected that coming out here would give her news that made her feel worse? Most likely, Xiao Mu Zi felt the same as Le Yao Yao. He nodded and the two of them headed back to the residence.

By the time they had returned back to the residence, Le Yao Yao was told that the King of Hell had already returned. He was in the Study. Hence, she headed towards the direction of the Study under the somewhat critical gaze of the chief manager.

First, Le Yao Yao went to the tea room to prepare the King of Hell's favourite tea. Then, she carefully carried the tray with both hands to the Study.

From the outside, there was a whitish glow spilling out; indicating there was someone inside.

The door was shut, so when Le Yao Yao arrived, she lightly knocked on the door before proceeding further. Then, a deep sexy voice that exclusively belonged to the King of Hell could be heard

"Enter!"

For some reason, hearing his voice made Le Yao Yao's heart trembled a little. It had only been half a day since she had seen him, yet from his voice, she could hear how drained he sounded. Was she wrong? Or was the King of Hell very exhausted?

Le Yao Yao thought to herself as she pushed the door and entered.

Currently, the King of Hell was leaning against the imperial chair with one hand on his forehead. His eyes were closed. Behind him was a wall, and above the wall hung a huge night pearl that emitted a milky white glow; it made the room as bright as day.

The King of Hell looked like he was asleep, but Le Yao Yao knew he wasn't because of his facial expression. Currently, there was an obvious crease on his forehead. That was an illustration which showed he was stressed out about something. In addition, his attractive thin lips were literally a straight line at the moment. That was the King of Hell's expression whenever he was displeased.

As a result, Le Yao Yao instantly became 100% alert because the King of Hell was in a bad mood. She must serve well, and not do anything to provoke anger in him.

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao walked very carefully towards the King of Hell; she made no sound at all. She didn't want to interrupt any of his deep thoughts.

But when she placed the teacup on the black sandalwood coffee table next to him, the King of Hell suddenly spoke up.

"Where did you go?"

"Eh.." Le Yao Yao was surprised by the sudden question, and her face looked slightly shocked. She lifted her beautiful pupils and saw that the King of Hell still had his eyes closed. But, he still sensed her presence and asked her a question!

"To respond back to the Prince, servant went out for a walk outside the residence."

"Oh? Did you hear anything?"

"Ah?"

At first, Le Yao Yao didn't understand why the King of Hell asked her that question, but she quickly realized he wanted to find out whether the words about the dried corpses had spread amongst the people.

So, Le Yao Yao immediately reported everything that she had heard; she didn't leave out a single point.

Hmmm, looks like the King of Hell was stressed out about this missing heart mystery. But that was no surprise, a big news like this was causing a lot of chaos and fears amongst the public. The Heaven Yuan dynasty belonged to the Leng Clan, it was natural for the King of Hell to be so concerned.

Suddenly, Le Yao Yao seemed to remember something and turned her attention to the King of Hell's hand; it was currently on his big thigh.

The hand was still bound, but she remembered the Imperial physician had mentioned that medication must be applied twice a day in order for the wound to heal fast.

So, Le Yao Yao began to probe, "Prince Rui, it is timeto change medication for your hand"

The King of Hell's long and thick eyelashes began to flutter. Then, he revealed his exhausted cold pupils.

"The medication is in the drawer."

Short, direct sentences had always been the King of Hell's style.

He wanted her to change it for him?! But she wasn't a professional physician! In the past, she had never wrapped an injury for anyone. She was afraid she wouldn't do it well.

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao wanted to tell the King of Hell to get an Imperial physician, but the King of Hell had already closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's mouth slightly pouted and she turned towards the drawer.

Fine, I'll do it! Binding a wound should be relatively easy, right?!

Now that she had made up her mind, Le Yao Yao quickly took out the ointment left over from this morning, scissors, and gauze. Then, she went to the King of Hell's side.

"Prince Rui, please allow servant to help you apply medication."

"Mm."

Once again, Leng Jun Yu opened his tired eyes and gazed up at Le Yao Yao. Then, he extended his hand towards her. Although it was a quick glance, Le Yao Yao could still see the red veins and the drowsiness in his eyes. She realized while she went to grab the items, the King of Hell had fallen asleep.

That proved how wearied he was

Le Yao Yao's heart couldn't help but tightened. She felt a tenderness towards this man.

But the moment this thought entered her mind, Le Yao Yao's eyes grew wide and she was appalled.

Oh God! Was she crazy?! She felt a tenderness towards this man?! Who is this guy? He was the King of Hell! The dangerous and scary man who could squish her flat with one finger! In addition, his personality was so unstable. She she she.

Leng Jun Yu noticed there hadn't been any movements for awhile, so he slightly opened his eyes and opened his thin lips, "What's wrong?" He said in his raspy voice.

"Eh..n-nothing. Servant will help the Prince apply medication now!"

So, Le Yao Yao quickly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at the King of Hell's face anymore. She attentively began to remove the gauze.

The binding was very well done. It was obviously done by a professional. Le Yao Yao paid close attention and wanted to follow the same methods later.

But when all the gauze had been removed, Le Yao Yao could see that the slender, good looking hand was now red and swollen. She felt as if her heart had been whipped.

Oh God! Just how hot was the tea this morning to cause his hand so much damage?

Although the swelling had decreased, at the time, the King of Hell must have been in so much pain! Yet, his face remained the same and he even tried to comfort her

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but feel touched.

After all, if a man treated you like this, anyone would be touched! Plus, this was the King of Hell.

Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao's nose began to tingle. In her heart, she felt touched because of the man in front of her.

Perhaps Leng Jun Yu could sense Le Yao Yao's thoughts, his face appeared slightly bewildered when he saw his misty eyes. Then, he softened his frozen pupils. In fact, he had no idea his expression had became so gentle.

He opened his red lips, "It really doesn't hurt."

Leng Jun Yu's voice was so low. In this quiet moment, it sounded extra clear. In addition, it was kind of magnetic; just like an old excellent wine -anyone hearing it would feel intoxicated.

Le Yao Yao crinkled her nose and gazed up at the King of Hell.