TPOTCFC

Chapter 11: There's a Plan in My Mind

"Change my clothes and clean up." The Emperor sat on the bedside and spread out his hands.

Steward Xu accepted the order, signaling the maid and eunuch by his side with his eyes. Immediately, they stepped forward to attend to the Emperor.

Looking at this scene, Ling Xiao recalled something.

Since the Emperor did not like too many people attending to him, he always had only Steward Xu by his side. However, Steward Xu was getting older, his hands and feet no longer nimble. As a result, the ones that waited on the Emperor in the morning were the maids and eunuchs that served the night vigil.

Steward Xu was a deep minded person. Afraid that someone would rob him of his position, the maid and eunuchs he brought to the Emperor's side were different every day.

Because of this, Steward Xu had a lot of subordinates, but no confidant...

"Ling Xiao." While Ling Xiao was thinking of this, he was suddenly called for by the Emperor. He promptly went in front of the Emperor with his back bowed in answer.

By now, the Emperor had already cleaned up and the palace maids were all kneeling in front of him, bearing clothes.

"Help Us change clothes."

Ling Xiao's eyebrows raised slightly in surprise, then he smiled and bowed his head in salute, "Yes."

The Emperor's temperament was serious. This meant that he always liked to wear his clothes really tightly. Ling Xiao deliberately fastened his collar entirely and also tightened the belt some more.

The Emperor felt this and looked at Ling Xiao with soft eyes, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Steward Xu had long arranged the manpower in the Imperial Garden and had prepared everything the Emperor would need to use.

The Emperor was well versed in both letters and military arts. When he practiced martial arts, he would often use a sword. His skills were beautiful and amazing, free and heroic; his actions like moving clouds and flowing water. Watching his practice in person was extremely enjoyable, and as Ling Xiao fascinatedly watched, he thought to himself that if he had the chance too, one day he should also learn martial arts. It was just too cool!

As he stared, enchanted, the Emperor armed with the sword suddenly headed straight for Ling Xiao, the blade crying out. Startled, Ling Xiao retreated two steps in fear.

The tip of the Emperor's sword was left pointing right at Ling Xiao's neck. Ling Xiao looked down at the coldly shining sword and swallowed his saliva, using a trembling voice to ask, "Your Majesty?"

The Emperor squinted at him, that little eunuch was so scared that he didn't dare to move a single step, but his eyes were still very bright.

Ling Xiao suddenly retreated two steps and kneeled in front of the Emperor as soon as he reached a safe distance. "Your servant was wrong."

The Emperor raised an eyebrow. On the contrary, this little eunuch knew how to hide. He withdrew his sword and threw it to chamberlain behind him, fetching the embroidered silk by the side to wipe his hands.

"Where did you go wrong?"

Ling Xiao bit his lip, "Your servant does not know."

The Emperor stopped his hands, "You don't know where you went wrong?"

Ling Xiao frowned and clenched his hands. What did this Emperor mean?

He pursed his lip, and replied, "Your Majesty, your unhappiness is your servant's failure to carry out one's duty."