She Got Pregnant After Marrying a Real Eunuch

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Synopsis:

Yue Xiang transmigrated into the fifteen-year-old Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The young Empress Dowager was delicate and inexperienced. Holding the late emperor's imperial edict, she followed the nine-year-old new emperor to the Hall of Diligent Government to hear court affairs from behind the curtain.

Yue Xiang peeked at the ministers below the steps from behind the curtain. Shen Yan, with eyes cold as stars and breathtaking good looks, strode forward, blocking everyone else from her view. In that moment, he was the only person she could see.

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The young Empress Dowager was soft and delicate, with fair, tender skin as translucent as silken tofu. Anyone who saw her couldn't help but entertain a few improper thoughts.

As it happened, this lovely flower of a beauty was found by Shen Yan, the powerful Chief Eunuch. Armed with the late emperor's edict entrusting the young emperor to his care, he held authority above all the ministers and had minions throughout the capital and beyond. One night, he slipped into her bedchamber.

Yue Xiang hit him, bit him, cursed him, and scolded him for being inhuman.

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Shen Yan, wild and unrestrained, clasped her slender, porcelain-white feet. His amorous peach-blossom eyes held a dazzling smile. Of course he wasn't human. He was a eunuch.

A eunuch stealing a kiss, an Empress Dowager marrying beneath her station: anyone who desired her deserved to die.

No one but him could desire her. No one else was allowed to.

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Yue Xiang couldn't endure Shen Yan's infatuation and teasing.

Even more than that, she couldn't stand his possessiveness. She wanted to leave.

Shen Yan gently stroked the hair at her temple, his excessively beautiful face wearing an inscrutable smile. "In life or death, you belong to me, Chief Eunuch Shen."

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"If I let you go, and later depose the little emperor and take the throne myself, who will be my empress?"

"Who will bear me children?"

"I've made up my mind. Once I become emperor, our son will be the crown prince."

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Yue Xiang knew Shen Yan was insane, but she hadn't realized he could be this insane.

Shen Yan was a real eunuch. How was she supposed to get pregnant?

But later, she discovered that she really was pregnant.

A ruthless, real eunuch x a delicate young Empress Dowager

◆ 1v1. SC. The male lead is a real eunuch and acts absolutely crazy. An alternate-history setting. No real-life inspiration. Please don't nitpick the history.

● Important: The male lead is a real eunuch, and the female lead's pregnancy is real, not a gimmick. I just want to write it this way, okay? If you don't like it, click away. Nitpicking in the comments will get deleted. If you like it, please add it to your collection.

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① The Princess and the Imperial Tutor

Synopsis: ○ A pampered princess forced to serve as a hostage x a stern imperial tutor who loses control for love

Li Baoyin is the Southern Zhou Emperor's most beloved legitimate princess.

The Southern Zhou Emperor and Empress have no children, and none of the concubines have borne any either. Little Princess Baoyin grew up adored by everyone.

At the time, Northern Chen was powerful, and Southern Zhou was no match for it. Northern Chen therefore insisted that Princess Baoyin travel north as a hostage.

Baoyin thought that going to Northern Chen's palace as a hostage would surely be a miserable experience.

Who could have guessed she would run into an old acquaintance there?

As a child, she studied under a renowned scholar, alongside Xie Qi, one of his disciples. Later, the scholar set out to travel the world and took Xie Qi with him.

Baoyin looked at Xie Qi, now the imperial tutor to Northern Chen's young emperor, and her joy at reuniting with an old friend gradually faded.

Rumor had it that the Northern Chen imperial tutor was strict and exacting. Even the young emperor himself got his palms rapped if he couldn't answer a question.

She had been mischievous as a child, often getting into trouble and blaming Xie Qi for it. His teacher had beaten him again and again until his hands swelled up.

Baoyin looked at her own delicate hands, close to tears. Northern Chen treated her like the other hostages, which meant she had to study alongside the young emperor.

If the young emperor couldn't answer, they would all be punished together.

When Xie Qi's deep, unreadable gaze fell on her, little Princess Baoyin's heart turned cold. Was he going to take revenge by beating her hands until they were crippled?

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Fifteen-year-old Princess Baoyin had been protected since childhood. She had never known how much it hurt to break the skin on her palm.

She shut herself in her room and cried, like a little animal licking its wounds alone.

Someone picked the lock and opened the door.

Little Princess Baoyin looked up through her tears. It was Xie Qi.

Xie Qi was six years older than her. When she was little, she had always sweetly called him Brother Xie.

Now she looked coldly at Xie Qi, his expression dark and somber, and asked, "What does Lord Xie want?"

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In public, Xie Qi was a reserved, profound man, a stern imperial tutor who never easily revealed his feelings.

But whenever he looked at the noble little princess he had treasured and protected since she was a child,

he clenched his teeth, his complex, deep gaze churning like a vast sea of clouds, his presence overwhelming.

Xie Qi came over and embraced the little princess. When Baoyin struggled, she touched the wound on his hand.

His hand had been beaten until it swelled. It hurt so much at the slightest touch that he sucked in a breath, and Baoyin didn't dare move again.

She saw the redness in his eyes. His voice trembled, rough and hoarse. "Baoyin, I'll take you home."

You don't have to sneak away. You don't have to give in.

I'll send you back to Southern Zhou openly and honorably.

The treasure I once protected in the palm of my hand has been lost and found again. No one can stop me from coming to you.

② I Became Empress in the Ming Dynasty

Synopsis: After transmigrating, Wan Zhenzhen became the palace maid Wan Zhen'er.

Wan Zhenzhen is currently still outside the palace, serving as Crown Prince Zhu Jianshen's personal maid.

Before long, the crown prince will return to the palace and ascend the throne. She will become the favored Imperial Noble Consort Wan.

Historically, Imperial Noble Consort Wan's son did not survive.

She became an imperial noble consort, but in the end died suddenly in the palace without a good death.

Wan Zhenzhen doesn't want to bury the best years of her youth in the palace.

Wan Zhenzhen doesn't plan to return to the palace with the crown prince.

She needs to run away before he starts having improper thoughts about her.

She can stay among the common people, start a small business, and enjoy a good life without having to serve anyone. How wonderful would that be?

Zhu Jianshen has a beautiful dream.

He fell in love with the palace maid Wan, so deeply that she had captured his heart.

The young crown prince had already made up his mind.

When he became emperor, he would make his Sister Wan his empress.

But Sister Wan actually wanted to leave him.

On the day he returned to the palace, Sister Wan ran away with her little bundle.

The young emperor, newly enthroned, personally left the palace to bring his Sister Wan back.

Zhu Jianshen's dark eyes were like an eagle's in the night, cold and solitary, yet imposing.

With his eyes red, he cornered the woman he'd caught within the palace walls.

Only when he looked at his Sister Wan did a thousand veiled grievances spill from Zhu Jianshen's domineering gaze.

Sister Wan, do you not want me anymore?

Zhu Jianshen lightly pressed his thin lips together, his cool, jewel-like gaze sweeping over the entire palace.

He held his burning love in his heart as he gazed at the petite, delicate woman in his arms, promising her she would be his one and only for the rest of his life.

He said, Sister Wan, I will dismiss everyone in the harem. I only want you to be my empress.

What clear eyes he had. His powerful, fierce longing was like a net, ensnaring Wan Zhenzhen.

His love was so gentle it seemed able to embrace everything, like a river rippling with flecks of gold beneath the blazing sun, making Wan Zhenzhen unable to resist immersing herself in it.

[Older woman-younger man romance. Wan Zhenzhen is twenty. Zhu Jianshen is sixteen. 1v1. SC.]

[Partly alternate history. Some original elements. Historical changes.]

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