Dressed as a Fake Eunuch, I Survived by Relying on Palace Rules

On the day Su Xuan transformed into a fake eunuch, he received a copy of the "Regulations on Living in the Inner Court". Twelve articles. After the time of Xu, no one without an owner was allowed to stand in the corridor. I heard the copper bell at night and covered my ears with the wall. The reflection of the puddle is not in front of you. The person in the mirror smiled but he did not smile for three days. The threshold cannot be crossed. The palace door will not be opened for three hours during the Chou period. Don't look back when you see yourself standing far away. There is music in the cold palace at night. I close my doors and close my clothes and lie down. No lamp is lit in front of the ashes. Anyone who calls out his or her full name in the middle of the night cannot respond. For those who have no owner, the list will disappear on the night of the full moon. No one told him what to expect. On the seventh day after entering the palace, the same group of eunuchs got up at night and never came back. There was a stroke of ink on the roster - there was no such person. He understood: eunuchs that no one wants are ghosts' food. With his fair face and obedience, he was nodded by Concubine Chen of Yonghe Palace. There was an extra Yonghe Palace and Xiao Xuanzi on the roster, and his life was saved. The imperial concubine gradually asked him to deal with the strange things in the palace. Until a bronze ghost-faced black energy gushes out and condenses into Yin soldiers to pursue him. He rolled down the dark ladder and fell into the stone room, holding a broken knife. It is stained with rust and engraved with nine characters - Anxi Protectorate, Mo Daoying. In the illusion, the yellow sand ruined the city, and he alone guarded the city gate. The voice asked: "Is Chang'an still there?" He said, hoarse with blood, "Yes." The broken blade ignites black flames, and the dark soldiers turn into water. From then on, eunuchs could also kill people. All the concubines in the palace were disturbed by strange things and knocked on his door every night. When the imperial concubine noticed, he had already woven the entire harem into a web - candlelight whispers, old things on the pillow, confidants, ears and eyes, all surnamed Su. Su Xuan held the broken blade tightly and looked up at the moon. Zodiac rules. Broken one by one.