Once the barbarians invaded, Shen Yaoyao, the most noble and delicate little princess of Daqi Kingdom, escaped from the palace like a bereaved dog, with only a young eunuch by her side.
This little eunuch is only interested in profit and is sinister and vicious. He also speaks in a strange way. In short, he is not a good person.
If someone told her that she would fall in love with this little eunuch in the future, she would not believe it even to death!
In just a few years, she watched this little eunuch start from a small staff member, seize a city as its lord, and then become the king of a country.
He personally held the phoenix crown that only the queen could wear and presented it to her, lying to her that it was just an ordinary beautiful dress. After it was revealed, his eyes turned red and his voice became hoarse, "I won't force you if you don't want to."
Shen Yaoyao thought about how the little eunuch bullied her in the past and teased him, "Didn't you always say that you would find me a husband? Does this still count?"
The young eunuch's face darkened, his pitiful expression instantly faded, and he raised his lips cruelly, "Of course, I will find any young master in the capital you like for you." If Shen Yaoyao really dared to give his name, those young masters would suddenly die suddenly at home tomorrow.
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Xiao Lesheng is an eunuch. Contrary to his name, his life is really boring. His only hobby is torturing people.
When was the first time I saw Shen Yaoyao? By the way, he had just strangled a person to death with a rope, and then used a knife to cut dozens of times on the person's body. I felt really happy.
Passing through a palace gate, a palace maid bumped into her. She was about to scold her, but when she looked up, she realized she was a nobleman. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying nobleman, spare your life.
"I have nothing to do, please get up." A delicate and sweet voice sounded, and he couldn't help but look up for a moment. How could he, a lowly eunuch, look directly at the noble man? He kowtowed again, waiting for the noble man to punish him.
"Your head is bleeding! Get up quickly!"
The nobleman handed him a small jade bottle.
"Take this medicine and use it."
He was stunned for a moment before reaching out his hand, and then he realized that there was blood on his open palm. He didn't know whether it was the dead man's blood or the blood on his own head. It didn't matter, they were both equally vile and dirty. The noble man's jade-white hands were also stained with blood.
After the noble man left, he knelt on the spot for a long time before getting up. He squeezed the jade bottle in his hand tightly, and his heart was filled with overwhelming anger and hatred. He had obviously just killed someone, so he should be very happy.
From that day on, he hated someone.
Concept: Love is both weakness and armor