Shen Yushi never thought that he would travel through time in this way.
Not a prince, not a general, not even a normal person. When he woke up, he was lying on a chopping board, his lower body hurt so much that he wanted to die, and his mouth was stuffed with rags. The old eunuch next to him was holding a copper basin, and the water in the basin was red.
He is a eunuch, a eunuch who has just been purified.
It only took three days to accept my fate. Because he soon discovered that in this cannibalistic palace, his life was his own, but how to survive depended on his brain.
He passed the board, was slapped in the face, lowered his posture into the dust, and climbed up bit by bit. He drew pictures of clothes in exchange for money and recorded everyone's habits in a small notebook. He used information as a knife and weakness as a shield, and carefully weaved his own web between the Supervisor of Ceremonies and the Palace of Qianqing.
But there was one thing he still couldn't figure out.
Emperor Xiao Shiyan looked at him with something wrong. Not the look he was looking at the eunuch, nor the look he was looking at his favorite - more like he was waiting for something. Wait for him to make a mistake, wait for him to fall, wait for him to get up, wait for him to become stronger.
Xiao Shiyan would deliberately give him difficult problems, throw him into danger, and watch from the dark how he escapes. Sometimes Shen Yushi felt that the emperor was not using him, but refining him.
Like forging a knife.
He didn't know why. He only knew that everyone in this deep palace was fighting for power, and the emperor seemed to be in a hurry. Every look in Xiao Shiyan's eyes, every will, and every seemingly careless test pushed him forward.
Go forward and don't look back.
Shen Yushi began to realize that it might not be a coincidence that he traveled through time and space as this person.
And the young emperor sitting on the dragon throne was not waiting for a eunuch.
He was waiting for him to grow up into a man who could hold the hilt of a knife.
I thought my biggest secret was time travel.
He didn't know that I also had a secret - or rather, it was a long-planned ordeal.
Determination: To use a humble body to hold the power of the world; to use a rootless body to establish an invincible position.
