Your Majesty, We Really Can't Cut the Military Budget Any Further

Power couple | Palace intrigue and nobility | Transmigration | Sweet romance | Feel-good triumph | Healing

1v1, happy ending, both their first times.

The stingy emperor is always trying to cut the Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years' budget, only to be pulled into the eunuch's arms and kept there for the rest of his life.

After transmigrating into the body of a puppet emperor, Shen Qingle has only two principles in life:

First, not a single extra coin of his money can be spent.

Second, stay as far away as possible from Gu Hanyuan, the all-powerful Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years.

That is, until he accidentally cuts the Eastern Depot's reward money to save a little cash.

That very night, he is “invited” to the Imperial Prison, which is grander than the palace itself.

The notorious, cruel and sinister Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years raises his chin with icy fingertips, his smile dangerous.

“Your Majesty's accounts are wrong.”

“Tonight, I must teach you my rules properly.”

From then on, the little emperor who pinches pennies and mouths off at everyone in court by day can only learn “the rules” at night, whimpering in someone's arms.

He thinks there's no way he can go on living like this.

Until foreign enemies invade and the ministers force a palace coup, pushing him out as a sacrificial pawn to die.

Amid the flames of war, Gu Hanyuan comes through a mountain of corpses and shields him with his life, proclaiming to the world:

“His life and his throne are both mine.”

“Anyone who lays a hand on him will have their entire clan exterminated.”

Shen Qingle rubs his red eyes and tugs at his sleeve, asking in a small voice:

“Um… could I pay this time's military expenses in installments?”

Gu Hanyuan: “…”