Melancholy, lovesick little mad-dog hostage gong x ruthless, inhuman eunuch shou
In the third year of Tianhe, the treacherous Xie Yao, whose name struck terror into everyone's hearts and could silence a crying child at night, was beheaded. Everyone cheered.
When he opened his eyes again, Xie Yao had returned to sixteen years earlier.
Back then, he had just been sent into the palace. He was still a little eunuch who knew nothing of the world.
The insignificant young eunuch was given the hardest, most exhausting work, then banished to the deepest, coldest palace, where he and his master were at the mercy of anyone who wished to abuse them.
When he opened his eyes, Xie Yao found himself in the lightless cold palace
A scorching warmth pressed against his chest, the heat of another person's body...
Xie Yao, who could not stand anyone getting close to him, could barely suppress his murderous intent. With a faintly mocking smile, he lowered his head and clamped a hand around the person's neck, ready to kill him without a sound. But the moment he saw the man's face, he froze...
The boy was young, with delicate features. Though he was still a little child, you could already glimpse the striking presence he would possess as a grown man.
Xie Yao suddenly started laughing again.
His hand, still gripping the boy's neck, slowly moved up. His long fingers teasingly lifted the boy's chin as he studied him closely.
He leaned close to his ear and spoke in a voice like a demon's, beguiling and eerie: "Your Highness, it has been a long time."
Long time no see, my sworn enemy
the one I killed with my own hands.
Bonus scene:
At the coronation ceremony, Xie Yao idly toyed with the twelve strings of beads hanging from the imperial crown.
His tone was casual. "Yue Qi, I'm a eunuch."
A eunuch had no right to stand beside the emperor and receive the worship of the court officials and all the people of the realm.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone abruptly pulled him into an embrace. Yue Qi held his face in his hand, his gaze feverish and besotted. He kissed Xie Yao's lips and rasped:
"You're not a eunuch. You're my empress."
"You're the treasure I hold closest to my heart."
In the first year of Xisheng, despite the opposition of the court officials, the powerful eunuch Xie Yao's name was entered into the imperial family tree, recorded in the jade register, and enshrined in the ancestral temple.
In life, he would share Yue Qi's bed. In death, he would share Yue Qi's tomb.
Together for all eternity, never to part.
I'm still deciding whether he's a real or a fake eunuch. I also picked out a few interesting bits for the blurb, and the gong's name might change.
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