"Put down"

A voice said.

Yi Xiaochuan opened his eyes and found that he was tied up and was pulled down from behind.

"What are you doing? Am I here to be the imperial chef?"

"Of course I will be castrated as an imperial chef"

After the man finished speaking, he got out of the knife.

"No"

Yi Xiaochuan let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain, and then fainted.

The man was not ruthless and soon took off the two bloody little meat balls and threw them into the bottle beside him.

"After two months of rest, you can be sent to the palace."

The man left.
Chapter completed!