[A woman disguised as a man, posing as a eunuch] [A white lotus with a dark heart vs. a straight-laced military marquis]
The little eunuch, who had done countless wicked things in her previous life and still met a miserable end, was reborn, returning to the days when she could still wear her hypocritical white-lotus mask without a hitch.
After reflecting on her tragic life, the little eunuch silently raised her hand: I died? And I’m still daring enough to do it again!
In this life, she still intends to become a marquis and a minister, and live in glory.
But first, she needs to find a powerful backer, someone to shield her from harm and take the blows for her, someone she can use as her own weapon.
So she became the “male favorite” of the most powerful military marquis in the court.
The straight-laced marquis grabbed her by the collar.
“Tell me, why me?”
“You have power.”
“What else?”
“You have influence.”
The straight-laced marquis was so furious he nearly tore her apart on the spot.
“Marquis, you are brave and invincible, unmatched in all the world. Of course I admire you, respect you, and have feelings for you.”
Even with her clothes torn, the little white-lotus eunuch looked at him with an impeccably proper expression. Her clear, wide eyes seemed to sparkle, making anyone who looked at her weak in the knees.
“Enough. You’re only interested in my title. You have no right to talk about feelings.”
The straight-laced marquis was so angry he bit her.
He said all those cold, heartless things, but still went on tearing her clothes...
But the more clothes he ripped, the stranger the way he looked at the little white-lotus eunuch became.
After he finally succeeded in taking the throne, the straight-laced marquis packed his bags and tried to leave home.
“Marquis, I’ll be attending court from now on too, so nothing above the neck is allowed.”
He stopped him at the city gate, dressed in flowing white, elegant and aloof. But the words coming out of his mouth were more alarming than the last.
