"The sword flashed and I fainted from the pain. When I opened my eyes again, the old eunuch was applying herbs to my thighs - in the ninth year of Wude, I became the newly purified young eunuch Su Dingfang."
The modern Internet operator traveled through time and became a palace slave in the early Tang Dynasty. I held my trembling hands and served tea to the new master.
He was the King of Qin Li Shimin who had just killed his brother, and the veins on his wrists bulged under the dragon robe.
"Xiao Suzi, grind the ink for me."
The moment the fingertips touched the back of his hand, fragments came in like a tide - the prince's remnant party wanted to rob Tiance's mansion tonight, and the secret letter from the Turkic envoy showed the weaknesses of Chang'an city gate.
Cold sweat soaked through my shirt.
I paused while wiping the ink: "Your Majesty, the moon is dark tonight and the wind is high. Should the patrol of Tiance Mansion... Be increased by two teams?"
He narrowed his eyes: "How did you know?"
My Adam's apple moved.
In this palace, the last thing that can be said is "I can read minds".
But when Changsun Anye's dagger touched my lower back, I realized - what is more dangerous than reading minds is letting the superior know that you understand yourself better than he does.
