Lin Chen traveled through time and became a fake eunuch in the ablution room. He hid a blood bag in his crotch to avoid being stabbed, thinking that the biggest hurdle in his life had been passed.
Then the Empress came.
She walked past him wearing a black dragon robe, stopped, and turned her head. At that moment, a sentence popped into his mind - my waist is so thin, it's a pity that I am a fake eunuch.
She stared at him for three breaths, said nothing, and left.
The next day the imperial edict came down: he was called upon to serve tea in the Imperial Study Room.
Lin Chen knelt on the floor tiles of the royal study, watching the empress approve the memorial. The Ministry of Household Affairs published a 3,000-word parallel essay asking for funding—she approved it. The Ministry of Rites announced the impeachment of the county magistrate - she criticized and "refuted" it. The Ministry of War reported that there was an emergency at the border - she approved eight words, which were exactly what he had just thought.
It's over. She can hear my heart. The mouth in my head couldn't be closed from morning to night, and she heard it all. Including the sentence just now, "The empress's waist is so beautiful," and "This court is full of corrupt officials," and "I want to rebel—no, I'm just complaining. Your Majesty, please listen to my explanation!"
