My Best Friend and I Chose to Fake Our Deaths After We Transmigrated

My best friend and I transmigrated together. I became the young wife of the Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Eunuch, while she became the Ninth Prince’s principal consort.

Then the Ninth Prince slaughtered the barbarians and returned with a princess sent to marry him.

The Nine-Thousand-Year-Old Eunuch grew cold and cruel toward me, while the Ninth Prince began scolding my best friend for not knowing her place.

I packed a little bundle that night and arranged to meet her in the imperial garden.

“I’ve saved up enough. Let’s go spend it.”

My best friend said, “I bought a courtyard in Jiangnan. Our doors face each other, and every pageboy is from a theater troupe!”

We faked our deaths and disappeared.

Ten years later, the courtyard gate was smashed open.

Soldiers surrounded the city. Seeing the gleaming robes, I shoved my best friend. “Run! I’ll cover you.”

But when I turned around, I saw a pair of cloud-patterned boots embroidered with gold thread.

The eunuch’s phoenix eyes were red-rimmed. “Jiaojiao, I was far too indulgent with you.”