I, the Emperor, Forcefully Claimed the Eunuch

Blurb: [The New Emperor, a Fearless Warrior x The Powerful Eunuch Who Uses His Looks to Win Favor] [Purehearted and Direct vs. Cunning and Scheming] Everyone says Jiang Zhihe is infamous, cursing him as the ruthless, blood-soaked lackey of Emperor Ming. During the previous dynasty, he held power over the Directorate of Ceremonial, and the Red-Clad Guards under his command were blades that killed without leaving a trace. Officials, civil and military alike, feared and despised him. But... Eleven years ago, Jiang Zhihe and I were both students of the same tutor. I was rebellious and lazy, so I was often punished by having to copy out the essays Jiang Zhihe had written. Later, I rode into Zhongjing, drove the deposed Emperor Ming into exile, and proclaimed myself king. Wearing golden armor, I saw Jiang Zhihe again in the chaotic Golden Throne Hall. He wore crimson court robes, his back stubbornly straight. Though he was a powerful eunuch and treacherous minister whom people pointed at and cursed, he was like a jade crane stained with blood in the mud. Even shattered, he retained his dignity. As if Heaven had made a mistake, he was proud and solitary, like the most vivid streak of blood. Everyone thought he deserved to die. I defied all objections and saved him. Tips 1. First-person narration from the gong's perspective. A sweet hurt/comfort healing story, not written too seriously. 2. The shou is a true eunuch, castrated right down to the root. 3. The gong and shou have a difference in status. Please click X if that's not your thing. 4. This story is not suitable for extreme gong fans or shou fans. Theme: Love is a healing balm for those who have been hurt.