The Wicked Woman Crushes Scumbags, While the Brooding Eunuch Seethes with Jealousy Every Day

[Complete, devoted to each other, happy ending] The Ninth Thousand Year is setting a trap to capture a female official. She plots to kill her superior and even dares to trick the Ninth Thousand Year, but in the end, he ensnares her step by step and lures her into his bed.

The Ninth Thousand Year wields power over the entire court and uses despicable methods. Everyone says she won't survive three days.

But she can outsmart her enemies, is ruthless when she needs to be, and has only one goal: revenge.

That day, with nowhere else to turn, she gently embraced him from behind. “Would you take me as your companion, Lord Supervisor?”

The Ninth Thousand Year gives her an official post and wealth, and helps her avenge her great wrongs.

But she slips away, cheating and swindling him, taking everything she can before dusting off her skirt and leaving.

[A sharp-tongued, dark-hearted female official vs. a sinister, scheming eunuch]

When they meet again, she pretends not to know him. Two husbands follow at her side.

The Ninth Thousand Year stares fixedly at her, kneels on one knee, and bows to smooth her skirt, all the while secretly gripping her ankle.

His deep, shadowy eyes brim with frenzied possessiveness.