Male God, a Little Su

She had no choice but to sell Su Jingzhi without hesitation, "These were sent by my brother to relieve the boredom of Ben Gong, where did they come to serve Ben Gong?"

Hearing this, Du Chuan's expression softened a bit. But at the same time, Zai also secretly made a note for Su Jingzhi in his heart.

Su Jingzhi, who was teaching the little emperor's enlightenment, suddenly sneezed and felt cold. He touched his nose and muttered to himself, "It looks like I'll have to add more clothes tomorrow, it's getting colder."

"The Empress Dowager!"

As soon as Su Yan finished speaking, several men knelt down slowly, and one of them blushed softly: "The servant is willing to serve the Queen Mother, please allow the servant to stay by the Queen Mother's side!"

Su Yan blinked: "..."

Duchuan, who was only slightly relieved by Su Yan's three or two words, exploded in an instant, like a beast that had violated his territory. Where is the indifference that refuses people thousands of miles away in front of Chun Nuan and others.

With a sullen face, he smiled grimly, "Oh? Then I will make you into sculptures and accompany the Empress Dowager forever. I wonder if you are willing or not?"

Everyone was so frightened by Duchuan's words that they seemed to think of some bloody scene.

Of course, there are also people who are unwilling to bite the bullet and say back: "We were sent by Mr. Su, and the lady hasn't said anything yet. You are just a eunuch, and you can't compare to us!"

The deep palace was lonely, and what Su Jingzhi wanted was to gather some beautiful men to relieve his sister's boredom.

Who would have thought that Su Yan would cause such trouble.

She held her forehead in tears.

The older Du Chuan is, the less coaxed he was.

And there is a faint momentum of becoming more and more domineering, and she looks at her to death, for fear that someone will take her place.

"Oh?"

After hearing this, Du Chuan laughed instead, "You are not me, how do you know that I can't compare? I can give what you can give. But from now on, I can give it, but you may not give it. It's gone!"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows, "Duchuan, what are you going to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Du Chuan indifferently instructing the outside, "It happens that there is a shortage of staff in the palace recently, master, I think these people are good at serving people, so let them stay."

After he finished speaking, he gave a high five and said loudly: "Come here, take them to cleanse."

This command was neat and tidy, Su Yan's head was covered with black lines, and she could hardly control her facial expression.

She stared at Du Chuan in amazement, wondering when he had grown crooked.

"no, you can not!"

For any normal man, who would be willing to be a eunuch if he was not forced into a corner by life?

At first, the man was still clamoring because he felt that even if Su Rou looked at Su Jingzhi's face, he would not let Du Chuan treat them like this.

But now, he really started to panic.

"The Queen Mother, please help! Help me—"

They are good-looking, and their voices are sweet and tight. When she looked at Su Yan with tears in her eyes, she felt pity.

Seeing this, Du Chuan slowly crouched beside Su Yan, leaned his head on her lap, and whispered softly, "Master, do you want to keep them? If you like it, Du Chuan can't stop you, but— "

He raised his eyes, those amber eyes filled with endless sadness, and whispered, "I will die of sadness."

Su Yan was a little dazed by him, and when she came to the reaction, her hand had lightly landed on his forehead. As usual, he stroked his hair soothingly.