Dressed as the maid next to the tyrant, the system told me: As long as I scold the tyrant three times a day, I can survive.
But when I called him "foolish and incompetent", he was very happy;
I called him "cruel and unkind" and he rewarded me with ten thousand taels of gold;
I scolded him as "doomed to the country's destruction", and he begged me to scold him more harshly with red eyes.
Until one day, the tyrant blocked me in the imperial study room and said in a low voice:
"You haven't scolded me today... I feel uncomfortable all over."
Me:?
Later I learned that this tyrant could hear my heart——
And every time I scolded him in my heart, he would tremble with pleasure.
——It turns out that what he is craving for is not the scolding, but the image of him in my thoughts.
The irritable palace maid × the masochistic tyrant
When the scolding turned into flirting, everyone in the country was trying to knock us both.
