Long Live the Eunuch Governor

[The world calls you the Ninth Thousand Years. I wish the Duke a thousand thousand years.] In my previous life, there was a wicked eunuch. He was debased to the dirt, yet he raised me high above it. In the end, we both died in that war-torn age. In this life, I’ll find him early. I want him to live a long, long time. I’ll treat him very, very well. The people may call him the Ninth Thousand Years, but I want him remembered in the annals of history for a thousand generations… Black-hearted seme × eunuch uke Fictional, mixed-up dynasty setting. Don’t scrutinize the history. Theme: I want you to stand in the annals of history for a thousand generations