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Shen Ronger was originally a rich young lady who grew up with many spoilers, but because her father offended the powerful people of the dynasty, she had no choice but to become a maid in the palace.
Before leaving, her mother held her hand and cried sadly.
In that deep palace that eats people without spitting out their bones, my silly girl may be in bad luck.
She secretly warned: "My Ronger has a snow-skinned face and beautiful face. If she can find a noble person to protect her, she will be safe for the rest of her life."
Shen Ronger secretly wrote down her mother's words.
Who would have thought that she was so lucky that on the day she entered the palace, she met the noble man who could protect her.
——Zhou Chen, the chief eunuch of the Department of Ceremonies.
That day, Zhou Chen, who was in the corridor, ordered a young eunuch to be killed with a stick.
He was dressed in a cold crimson official robe, with no white beard on his face. His lips looked like they were greased, and his half-smiling look was particularly eye-catching.
The people around him were as silent as cicadas and shaking like chaff.
But Shen Ronger's eyes lit up and she relied on Zhou Chen from then on.
Every now and then, he would run up to the other party and show his courtesy. Today it would be a handkerchief, tomorrow it would be a belt, and the day after tomorrow it would be a sachet.
Zhou Chen threw her out of the door along with her belongings, and finally warned her fiercely and pulled out her tongue if she came closer.
Shen Ronger was so frightened that her face turned pale and she stayed away all night.
He never thought that Zhou Chen would go crazy after she hid like this.
Under the vermilion palace wall, the slender and fragile little girl had her lips blocked by the crazy eunuch.
The sinister black eyes stared at the disheveled Shen Ronger.
"You provoked me first."
"Ugh... Then, you can't bite me." Shen Ronger touched her red and swollen lips and burst into tears, "Don't eat me, I'm not delicious."
Zhou Chen's cool fingertips rubbed the little girl's delicate back neck, and he smiled sadly:
"But I want to try."
1. The little sun who is ignorant of the world vs. The cold and lonely true eunuch
2. I changed the story, and the original one was no longer inspiring.
3. Copywriting 2024.9.4
Intention: Turn around and find the shore