I Will Never Cut Off My Sleeves

I dressed as a prince and gave up my life. On my first day at work, I was almost scared out of my mind - my immediate boss seemed to be Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty who was famous for his "cut sleeve habit" in history. He has a male favorite named Dong. Good or bad, my surname is also Dong. What's even worse is that my face looks so good. I decided to keep a low profile and save my life. If you can hide, hide. If you can lower your head, never raise your head. But by chance, the prince and the queen were quarreling, and when they came out of the palace, they immediately caught my eye. "It's just you, come here." That night, the prince was drunk, and he held my sleeve and refused to let go, crying and saying, "Don't leave." The next day, rumors spread throughout the Eastern Palace that Dong Sheren was favored by the prince. I:? ? ? I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense. I continued to hide. However, what happened next began to slide in a direction beyond my control. When he held my face, he asked me with drunken eyes: "Jingzhi, do you want to be with me?" My brain is down, but my body is extremely honest. But I still firmly state that I will never cut my sleeves! Until that day when he pushed me down on the desk, he was so strong that he was not like the frail prince I knew. I rolled over and pushed him down. But he hooked my neck, raised his head and kissed me. My sanity collapsed. At that moment, I thought - I'll just be a sycophant. If you cut off your sleeves, just cut off your sleeves. In this life, it's all him. But at this moment, my Majesty, who is holding my wrist down and looking at me with tears in the moonlight—— Something seems wrong. The emperor disguises herself as a man and pretends to be a man, and is both clean and tidy. Most of the scenes are from the perspective of the male protagonist, so please be careful if you mind.