Taming the Eunuch

My new novel, After Calling Him the Wrong Husband, is now underway! [Delicate Little Princess x Ruthless Fake Eunuch] Wu Yue was an overlooked princess who lived in a remote, cold palace and ate coarse steamed buns that even the palace maids turned their noses up at. Even so, she gave half a bun to the little eunuch lying half-dead in the corner. Wu Yue poked him with a finger. "Wake up. Eat this half, then go die somewhere else, okay? I'm scared." Xie Wuxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, where he had been beaten, took the half bun from Wu Yue, and staggered out. Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but the little eunuch returned the next day. Wu Yue reluctantly broke her bun in half. "I only have this much, too." Seeing the little eunuch's pale face, her heart softened, and she added, "From now on, I'll always give you half." Who knew that the little eunuch would grow greedier and greedier, until he wanted everything she had. Wu Yue held out for as long as she could. But when the little eunuch finished the pastries and started biting her finger, she couldn't take it anymore. "I can't share this with you!" The little eunuch said, "The princess said she'd share everything with this servant." Tears glistened beneath Wu Yue's eyes as she kicked him. "How can you be so unreasonable? I'm not sharing anymore!" "It's too late to say you won't share now, Princess." Xie Wuxing pulled her into his arms and gently licked away the tears at the corners of her eyes. Drunk with desire and madness, he said, "Even the tears falling from your eyes belong half to this servant." * Xie Wuxing had gone from a stray dog anyone could beat and curse to a corrupt eunuch who held all the power and made everyone tremble. This filthy, wretched world had long since warped him, leaving him twisted and dark. Wu Yue alone was the pristine moon in his heart, untouched by dust. And yet, he was so base that he wanted the moon all to himself. Blurb written on 2022.06.09 ---- Coming soon: After Calling Him Husband by Mistake ---- Shen Ningyan was a newlywed. On the second day after her wedding, she went to pay her respects and serve tea, as custom required. From afar, she spotted her new husband waiting in the corridor and called out sweetly, "Husband." The man standing beneath the bird chime turned around. Only then did she see that he merely resembled her husband. The man gave her a deep, appraising look. Ningyan hurriedly looked away and left. Only while serving tea did she learn that he was the old madam's youngest son, Ye Xun. She should have called him Uncle. Blushing, Ningyan bent at the waist and said awkwardly, "Greetings, Uncle." After a long pause, a faint "Mm" came from above her. Ningyan thought that was the end of it. At a spring banquet, someone pushed her. She twisted her ankle, and through the pain, her voice trembled as she called, "Husband." Both her husband and the uncle seated among the guests turned to look at her. * Only later did Ningyan learn that the person who pushed her was her husband's childhood sweetheart, the treasure of his heart. Heartbroken, Ningyan was grabbed by the chin from behind by Ye Xun, who made her look at the two people entwined inside the room. "So who should you be calling husband?" * Ye Nanrong had been pressured by his elders into marrying a woman he did not love, and he had always resented it. At the time, his uncle comforted him. "If you're truly unhappy with this marriage, I can find a way to help you." Ye Nanrong readily agreed. "Thank you, Uncle, for making this possible." Back then, he had no idea he would regret it. Nor did he know that his uncle had arranged everything for his own benefit! ---- Coming soon: Spring's Jade Waist Pendant ---- Yinrou was Master Chen's concubine. In her previous life, after Master Chen died, she and the other concubines were sold off by his wife, meeting a miserable end. She never imagined that it would be the Third Young Master Chen who retrieved her corpse and buried her. The man she had always thought of as pure as jade, yet cold-hearted. Reborn, with none of it having happened yet, Yinrou knew she needed to find someone who could protect her. She thought of the Third Young Master. So she deliberately approached him and offered him an umbrella on a rainy day. "Third Young Master, please be careful not to catch a chill." Rain soaked Yinrou's hair, and droplets wound down her strands and along her neck. Her face was as lovely as a flower, as delicate as jade, and her timid gaze invited pity. The Third Young Master's gaze was unruffled as he replied indifferently, "There's no need." She tried every way she could to please and tempt him, but the Third Young Master remained unmoved. At last, Yinrou gave up and stopped daring to approach him. She looked for another way. But the Third Young Master's attitude toward her grew increasingly strange. She sensibly stepped aside to avoid him as he approached, but he pulled her into a secluded spot. His grip on her waist hurt, and his voice beside her ear was fierce. "Are you satisfied now? What else do you want?" * Chen Yanqing had always been upright and self-controlled. What he hated most was his father's womanizing and the debauchery that filled the household. One day, he happened to pass through his father's courtyard. Yinrou, disheveled and unsteady on her feet, stumbled into his arms. He raised a hand to push her away, but instead his fingers closed around a slender waist, trembling in his grasp. He had seen through her deliberate but clumsy seduction. First he watched coldly from the sidelines, then she kept disrupting his peace of mind, and now she had started smiling at someone else. So he bound the culprit who had disturbed his heart and kept her confined. He wanted to crush the slender waist that had haunted his dreams so many times. But when he touched her again, all he wanted was to hide her away, so that from then on she would smile for him alone! Theme: We will all find happiness.