The first part of "A Eunuch's Adventures in the Imperial Harem"

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This post was last edited by s175366 on 2015-10-15 21:49. The first chapter of the first
part of "A Eunuch's Adventures in the Imperial Harem" begins with the prologue. Li Xiaomin's greatest hobby in life is reading novels. He often rents a huge collection of novels from rental bookstores and reads them all night long, even staying up all night to read. This hobby became unstoppable after he discovered online literary websites. Every free moment, he would turn on his computer and go online to read novels until there were none left to read. The novels he read online weren't world classics, of course, but stories . These stories were all very captivating, drawing Li Xiaomin in completely. After reading novels online for so long, Li Xiaomin gradually learned about the different genres, including fantasy, martial arts , xianxia, alternate history, and many others. A common characteristic was that they were very enjoyable to read, which often made Li Xiaomin fantasize that if he were placed in another time and space, with his knowledge beyond his era, he would surely become a great figure. And great men are always surrounded by beautiful women. That way, he could have them on both sides , enjoying the bliss of having multiple wives… Whenever he thought of this, a mysterious smile like the Mona Lisa would appear on Li Xiaomin's lips, his heart filled with longing for the wonderful life in another world. This Saturday and Sunday, Li Xiaomin, as usual, stayed up late reading novels, only stopping when the sun rose on Monday morning . He squinted his tired eyes, reached for the mouse, and turned off the computer. But two days and two nights without sleep had made Li Xiaomin's hands tremble. As he shakily closed the novel website page, he suddenly collapsed onto the computer desk, never to move again. Afterwards, the forensic doctor wrote on his death report: "The young man died suddenly due to heart failure ." Chapter One: Loss of Virginity "You little brat, I'm scolding you, and you dare pretend to be asleep!" Li Xiaomin opened his eyes, looking around groggily, and immediately his eyes widened. The beautiful woman before him was a beauty he had never seen before! The beautiful woman appeared to be in her early twenties, with stunning looks. She wore a magnificent palace dress , her eyebrows like spring mountains, her eyes like clear blue water, her skin snow-white and delicate, and her figure tall and slender. Li Xiaomin looked up at her, and her pair of high, firm breasts were clearly prominently displayed, making him drool, which dripped onto his clothes. "Wait, why am I looking up?" Li Xiaomin suddenly realized, looking down to find himself kneeling on the ground, his knees touching the floor. He seemed to be wearing strangely styled clothes, already damp . Li Xiaomin didn't have time to think about why he was wearing such odd clothes; driven by his male pride , he immediately stood up, thinking resentfully, "She's not my wife, why am I kneeling before her?" Standing tall and proud before the beautiful woman, Li Xiaomin was about to display his masculine dignity and charisma when suddenly his eyes widened in shock, realizing that the beautiful woman was actually much taller than him! The beautiful woman was berating him with her eyebrows raised, when she suddenly saw him stand up and flew into a rage. She raised her jade-like hand and slapped him hard across the face. Li Xiaomin felt a tremendous force strike him, and he fell to the ground , tears streaming down his face from the pain. The palace-dressed beauty wasn't finished with the slap; she strode over and kicked him several times in the buttocks , cursing, "You wretched little brat! You've only just arrived in my palace, and you already dare to slack off! I told you to kneel and listen to my reprimand, but you pretended not to hear. I punched you in the head, and you pretended to be asleep. Now you dare to jump up and face me! I 'll teach you a lesson, you wretched servant!" Being kicked in the buttocks by the beauty's jade-like feet was not a pleasant experience. Li Xiaomin couldn't help but groan a few times, then looked up at her, only to find it strange. Why was she wearing ancient clothing? Li Xiaomin didn't know much about ancient clothing; he could only tell that she wasn't wearing Qing Dynasty attire, but he couldn't tell whether it was Song or Ming Dynasty clothing. She simply thought the clothes were beautiful and luxurious, made of silk , and the workmanship seemed quite exquisite, everything about them resembling that of ancient times. They accentuated her stunning beauty and sexy figure , making her look incredibly alluring. If it were anyone else, even if they didn't scream in terror, they would have jumped up and demanded, "Are you filming a movie ?" Then they would have been treated like a madwoman, arrested, and spent an unforgettable time in prison. Fortunately, it was Li Xiaomin, a resilient warrior tested by countless online novels. Seeing that things were going wrong, he immediately lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, secretly delighted: "Wow, could it be that heaven has opened its eyes and let me really go back to ancient times? Hehe, this is really a win! Ancient beauties, here I come!" He endured the pain in his buttocks and took a few kicks. The beauty saw that he didn't move and was a little strange. She reached out to check his breath and said angrily: "This dog of a servant, he passed out after only a few kicks! Drag him to the inner quarters and tell them that he disrespected his master. Have the inner quarters give him a few hundred lashes to wake him up!" Li Xiaomin was startled and kept his eyes tightly closed, not daring to open them. A young girl's voice cried out , "Your Majesty, if he's beaten a few hundred times, he won't be able to work even if he doesn't die! The palace is short-handed right now, and we finally managed to send someone like this. If he's beaten to death, it'll be hard to get him back in time!" The beautiful woman paused for a moment, then said angrily, "Guards, drag him to your room and let him lie there like a corpse until he wakes up, then he can come back to receive his punishment!" Li Xiaomin was slightly relieved, not daring to open his eyes, and let several women drag him into a room and put him on the bed. He felt strange; how could a grown man like himself, not exactly light, be so easily lifted up by a few women? Hearing the door close, Li Xiaomin lay there for a while, then cautiously opened his eyes. Seeing that he was alone in the room , he immediately jumped up, excitedly looking around, searching for evidence of his time travel. The room was empty. There was only a table, a bed, and a small cabinet. Although the room was small , it was made of wood, completely different from the reinforced concrete building he lived in. Furthermore, the style of the table and bed was entirely different from modern ones, with hand-carved patterns on them. It was antique and all old, which convinced Li Xiaomin that he had indeed traveled through time to ancient China.

Li Xiaomin luckily found a small bronze mirror on the table. Looking into it, he was
stunned . In the mirror was a handsome young man, appearing to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.
He wore a slightly tall black cloth hat, somewhat like an official, and his face was covered by a veil.
"Wow, this isn't just a fictional historical novel, it's a reincarnation novel!" Li Xiaomin thought in
surprise . Looking at the young man's fair skin and handsome features, several times more beautiful than in his previous life, he was both
surprised and delighted. He thought to himself, "At my current age, with talent beyond my time, making a name for myself in this era
is so easy! As long as I show my talent, why would I be afraid of the beauties of this era not throwing themselves at me?"
Despite saying this, he was still somewhat worried, afraid that someone would see through his disguise. The most important thing now was
to figure out where he was and which dynasty he belonged to, so he could take appropriate action.
He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, but dared not open the door to go out and look. For some reason, he
felt something was off, as if he had lost something.
To find his current location, he first needed to find clues from what he had just heard. Li Xiaomin
tried to clear his mind, which was still hazy from excitement, and recalled what the beautiful woman had said all over. He frantically loosened his belt ,
glanced down at his lower body , and immediately fainted . ********** ... Li Xiaomin stared blankly at her blushing face, his gaze traveling down her slender figure to his naked lower body. A rush of blood to his head, and he collapsed into the girl's arms, fainting again . The young palace maid had only come in to check if he was awake, but found him naked from the waist down, his trousers half-pulled down, unconscious on the floor. Startled, she hurriedly tried to wake him, but he only glanced at her before fainting again. The maid, both shocked and frightened, disregarded her shame and struggled to carry him to the bed, covering him with a blanket and trying to wake him, pleading, "Brother Xiaomin, don't sleep! What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!" Tears streamed down Li Xiaomin's face as he thought of the loss of his most vital organ, tears of sorrow welling in his eyes. After a long while, he managed to control himself, sobbing as he asked the maid about his condition. Following the standard procedure of a soul-transferring novel, despite his utter confusion, Li Xiaomin naturally claimed that he had been mentally disoriented lately and couldn't remember some things, asking her to answer for him. This young palace maid, lacking any cunning, answered his questions truthfully. The era they were in was strange; it wasn't any era Li Xiaomin knew. They were in the Tang Dynasty's imperial palace, and while the emperor's surname was Li, he wasn't a descendant of Li Shimin. Besides the Tang Dynasty, there were several other large and small kingdoms, such as Zhao, Shu, Chen, and Jin. Li Xiaomin didn't care to ask; knowing his historical knowledge was useless in this era was enough. Since he was in the imperial palace and had these physical attributes, Li Xiaomin basically understood his identity . The young maid confirmed that he was indeed a palace eunuch named Xiaominzi, who hadn't been in the palace long. After initial training, he had been assigned to Consort Yun to serve her. This Consort Yun, young and beautiful, was once a favored concubine from a wealthy family. Therefore, she had a rather fiery temper, often beating and scolding her servants. The previous eunuch serving in the palace had offended her over a trivial matter and was beaten to death in the Inner Palace. In her heyday, when she was favored, the head eunuch of the inner palace would have obediently prepared everything in advance. Unfortunately, the Emperor's favor had shifted to other young concubines, and Consort Yun hadn't seen the Emperor in a long time. The number of palace maids and eunuchs around her had dwindled, and now only a dozen or so maids remained in her quarters. It wasn't until the last eunuch who hadn't been transferred died that Consort Yun realized she had no usable eunuchs left. As an imperial concubine, it would be too embarrassing for her palace to be without eunuchs. Therefore, Consort Yun requested new eunuchs from the Eunuch Registrar's Office to serve her. Human relationships are fickle, as they have always been. The eunuch's quarters, after much before finally sending a newly trained eunuch, Xiaominzi, to serve in Consort Yun's quarters. On Xiaominzi's first day, he was scolded by Consort Yun for his clumsiness and forced to kneel on the ground to receive his reprimand . After being punched by the enraged Consort Yun, his soul inexplicably left his body and was then possessed by Li Xiaomin's soul, which traveled through time and space. Based on the words of the kind palace maid named Lan'er, and his own deductions, Li Xiaomin guessed the truth of the matter with a high degree of accuracy. Thinking of his current miserable situation, he felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted again. He stared blankly at Lan'er, remembering the affectionate look she had always given him. He thought , "Could this girl have a crush on me? No, a crush on Xiaominzi? No wonder she's been so kind to me." His guess wasn't far off. Xiaominzi and Lan'er had met once before; he had helped the lost Lan'er return to her palace, so Lan'er always felt a connection to him. In the past, if such a beautiful girl had a crush on him, Li Xiaomin would have been overjoyed. Now, however , he only wanted to cry. He forced back his tears, told Lan'er to leave, and said he needed to rest. Hearing that he needed to rest, Lan'er obediently left the room and closed the door. Inside, Li Xiaomin hugged his blanket and wept silently, heartbroken over his tragic fate. He remembered how, when he got tired of being a reader, he had briefly worked as an author, publishing his novels on websites . He would write for a while, then suddenly find himself unable to continue, and then he would stop writing the novel altogether—a situation commonly known "abandoning" it—leaving it unfinished. He would leave the angry readers to question and curse in the comments section, but Li Xiaomin would stubbornly refuse to read the comments or continue writing. Ironically, the author who abandoned his work online back then would now become a real-life eunuch!

Tears welled in Li Xiaomin's eyes as he blankly thought, "Heavens, does this mean that once you become a eunuch, you're a eunuch for life
? Alas, I regret it so much. I shouldn't have been so heartless as to abandon that book. Now I've ended up like this. I truly
regret it!"
His blank gaze fixed on the wall, Li Xiaomin, almost delirious, muttered to himself, "Dear
authors , please look to my example. Don't repeat my mistakes!"
Chapter Two: Humiliation .
Li Xiaomin lowered his head, meticulously cleaning Yunfei's room, striving to make it spotless.
A faint, alluring fragrance permeated the room. However, Li Xiaomin's heart was like withered wood, completely
unaffected by its allure. Such strong willpower would make even a martial arts master with years of training bow down.
But being unaffected by temptation didn't mean his heart was at peace. At this moment, tragic tears were flowing through his heart
, the pain almost tearing his chest in two.
He never dreamed that reading novels online would lead to such a tragic end. Was reading novels
going against the will of heaven, inevitably resulting in retribution?
In his mind, he had cursed the literary website he frequented countless times, from
the server to the old lady cleaning the website's office, he had viciously cursed
them all, wishing them all to be penile-less, to taste the pain he had suffered!
Li Xiaomin worked at Yunfei's shop for several days, and for several days he cursed. Only when he himself became numb with cursing did he
turn his wrath on the authors.
At first, he cursed the authors of alternate history novels, especially the author of the alternate
history novel Feng Zhongxiao. Later, he cursed every author he knew and didn't know, whether they wrote fantasy
or prose, as long as they had published articles on that website, they were all sincerely cursed by him, in his
mind they were "dominated in the martial arts world" tens of millions of times.
When even the author was cursed, Li Xiaomin sought a new target for his venting, this time the readers of
the novel website.
In his mind, he cursed every reader he knew, then moved on to those whose names he didn't know
, from the most prolific commenters to the most long-dormant trolls. Each one received his sincere
blessings until he remembered he was one of them, at which point he stopped cursing and focused on his work
.
Overall, life in the palace was quite good. Although the food was simple, he was able to eat his fill,
a rare treat in this chaotic world of warring states. However, going to the toilet was inconvenient, and the thought of it made
Li Xiaomin want to smash his head against the palace wall.
But better to live than die, so Li Xiaomin wiped away his tears and bravely endured. Even if he were to die
, he wanted to explore the palace thoroughly and see all the novelties before he died.
For one thing, the beauties in the palace truly left him speechless. Now he truly believed he was
in an alternate dimension, not in ancient China. Otherwise, he couldn't believe any dynasty
would have so many beautiful women gathered in the imperial palace. Just thinking about the photos of the Qing Dynasty's imperial concubines he had once seen
made him feel nauseous and cold, rising in his stomach and spine.
Tragically, he could only look, not touch; he couldn't even fantasize about it. Lacking a strong material foundation
, Li Xiaomin would burst into tears whenever he thought of real sex, but he could only swallow it down
.
Holding a rag, lost in thought, he wiped here and there in Consort Yun's boudoir, making sure
the tables, chairs, and dressing table were spotless.
This was Consort Yun's rule: the room had to be cleaned before she got up, so she
would wake up to a fresh environment.
As Li Xiaomin was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a languid voice call out, "Xiaominzi, help me get up!"
Li Xiaomin snapped out of his reverie, hurriedly dropped the rag, wiped his hands clean, and ran to Consort Yun's bedside to serve her.
The hibiscus-covered curtains were lifted, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face, exuding languid charm. At the same time, her half-naked body was
also ; Consort Yun, wearing only a bodice, sat on the bed, wrapped in the quilt. Her smooth, jade-like shoulders and snow-white
breasts almost stole Li Xiaomin's soul. This picture of a beautiful woman in spring slumber was endlessly captivating.
Most concubines were only helped to dress and get up by palace maids. Consort Yun, however, was bold, insisting that Li Xiaomin
help her dress.
Li Xiaomin didn't hold back, his eyes scanning Consort Yun's body from head to toe, indulging in a mental feast
. Although he couldn't actually have her, satisfying his craving was still quite enjoyable.
Consort Yun's figure was incredibly alluring; in Li Xiaomin's eyes, even a devil's figure couldn't compare. As he
pondered this, he picked up a garment hanging on the bedside rack and carefully draped it over Yun Fei's smooth, white shoulders
, swallowing hard.
Yun Fei raised her jade-like hand to her cherry lips, yawned lazily, and then turned her head, smiling
at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old eunuch beside the bed.
In her eyes, this young eunuch was incredibly bold. If it were any other eunuch standing by the bed, they would have been
terrified and dared not look up. This eunuch, though small, was precocious enough to dare to peep at her body; it was quite amusing.
At this moment, Li Xiaomin was staring intently at the area beneath her bright red bodice. The sight of her half-exposed,
snow-white breasts made him dizzy, his heart pounding, and his nose almost bleed profusely. Suddenly, he saw a jade-like hand
gently tug at the bodice, pulling it down a little, revealing a bright red cherry. His eyes widened,
a deafening roar went through his mind, and he was stunned by the shock.
To be honest, it's embarrassing to admit. Although he's an adult, Li Xiaomin was a virgin
in his past life, so he rarely had the chance to see a beautiful woman's breasts so closely, especially one with such a stunning figure
. No wonder
he looked so shocked. Yun Fei watched him with a grin, noticing a trickle of blood from his nostrils, which piqued her curiosity even more.
She had never expected him to react this way.
She scrutinized Li Xiaomin for a while, and seeing him still staring intently at her breasts, she couldn't help but laugh and ask, "
Is it beautiful ?"
Li Xiaomin nodded frantically, completely lost in his own world, forgetting even to look at who had asked.
Seeing the longing look on that handsome face, the usually bold and unrestrained Yun Fei felt a surge of
shyness . She hurriedly pulled up her bodice and scolded, "You little pervert, have you seen enough? Hurry up and help me get up!"
Li Xiaomin finally snapped out of his daze, breaking out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly helped Yunfei put on
her gorgeous silk robe, but couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation to touch her skin. He pretended to casually brush against her snow-white skin, his heart
pounding wildly, as if it would leap out of his chest.
Yunfei closed her eyes slightly, enjoying his improper touches. A subtle feeling
rose in her heart, and her heart began to race. She was both surprised and ashamed,
astonished , yet unwilling to let him stop. She could only pant softly and let him dress her.
Li Xiaomin's hands carefully tied Yunfei's belt, touching her slender, boneless waist. He pretended to
adjust her clothes, then slid his hand upwards, lightly touching her breasts with the back of his hand, feeling their soft and elastic
texture. His pupils involuntarily dilated rapidly, then returned to normal. He carefully dressed her, not daring
to be too forward, lest his blood boil and he do something he shouldn't.
But what else could he do? Thinking of this, Li Xiaomin felt a deep sorrow well up inside him
, almost causing him to burst into tears.
Suddenly, Consort Yun reached out and hugged him, pressing his head against her soft breasts, and said with a coquettish laugh, "
Is this what you want?"
Because of Consort Yun's unusual eccentricities, no maids were left in the room to serve her; only she and Li Xiaomin were there.
Caught off guard, Li Xiaomin's face was pressed against Consort Yun's soft breasts, almost unable to breathe.
He was stunned by Consort Yun's bold action, his soul seemingly adrift.
Consort Yun looked down at the boy, six or seven years younger than her, her heart pounding, a strange
feeling gradually rising within her.
She had never done such a thing to anyone else. Even when facing the Emperor, though naturally willful, she dared not be
presumptuous , always trembling with fear, no different from the other concubines. And the Emperor hadn't visited for several years; the eunuchs
were always terrified of her, and no one dared approach her or take advantage of her.
Therefore, Xiaominzi was the first man she had ever embraced so tightly.
"A man?" Consort Yun frowned, cupping Li Xiaomin's face in her jade-like hands. Looking at his fair and handsome
features, a strong sense of disgust welled up from the bottom of her heart.
This little eunuch, what kind of man was he, daring to take advantage of her!
Thinking of this, Consort Yun's anger flared, and she slapped Li Xiaomin hard across the face, angrily saying, "You dog
of a servant, don't you know your place? How dare you, a toad trying to eat swan meat!"
Li Xiaomin was stunned by the slap, falling to the ground, staring blankly at
the stunningly beautiful woman sitting on the bed, glaring at him, as if looking at an angry goddess.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses. A strong sense of grief and indignation surged up from the bottom of his heart. Li Xiaomin covered his face, crying loudly
, and ran out, disappearing in an instant.
One thing he hadn't anticipated was that, at this moment, his personality was still influenced by the little
eunuch ; he was easily prone to bursting into tears and running away.
Consort Yun stared blankly as he ran away crying, suddenly feeling a strong sense of regret. She
jumped , ran barefoot to the door, calling out, "Xiao Minzi, Xiao Minzi! Come back quickly!"
She called several times, but there was no sign of Li Xiaomin. Only a few palace maids who served her stood in the courtyard,
staring blankly at the disheveled Consort Yun.
Consort Yun blushed and ordered, "Lan'er, quickly go and bring him back!"
Lan'er responded blankly, not daring to linger, and ran out of the courtyard, searching
everywhere .
Li Xiaomin wept, running wildly through the palace. He was filled with grief and anger, wishing he could
die .
This was the inner palace, without any guards patrolling. Because it was still early, and no eunuchs or maids
passed by , no one saw a young eunuch, filled with sorrow, running and weeping along the road.
"Better to die, better to die!" Li Xiaomin muttered as he ran, tears
streaming down his face and chest like broken beads.
What was the point of living like this? He'd rather die than suffer this endless
torment !
He knew that from the moment he came into this world, he was no longer Li Xiaomin, but a eunuch named
Xiaominzi !
Xiaominzi wept bitterly, wanting only to reach the main hall one last time, to see the dragon throne, and then
to smash against the jade steps, using his death to denounce the wicked old society where people ate and oppressed each other!
But when he reached the palace gate, Li Xiaomin stopped. There, a dozen guards
stood watch, each armed with swords. If he ran over, he would be captured in the blink of an eye. He might even be arrested and tortured,
interrogated about his conspiracy to escape the palace, which would truly be worse than death.
Li Xiaomin walked back dejectedly, pondering ways to die as he went, and unknowingly veered off
course, ending up in a dense forest within the inner courtyard of the palace.
A sobbing sound reached his ears, stirring up his own emotions. Li Xiaomin choked back a few sobs.
Looking up, he saw a girl of about twelve or thirteen, dressed in palace attire, sitting in the woods, weeping. He went over and
asked , "Little sister, what's wrong?"
The girl looked up, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face, her expression full of surprise. She
stammered, "You...can you see me?"
Li Xiaomin had only intended to help others, wanting to do some good deeds before he died, but he hadn't expected to hear this.
He angrily shouted, "Nonsense! If I can't see you, are you talking to a ghost? Are you trying to fool me?"
The girl, her expression agitated, stood up and grabbed him, her voice trembling, "You, you really can see me!"
Her slender little hand, when it touched Li Xiaomin's shoulder, suddenly passed right through him, as if piercing through a
thin mist .
Li Xiaomin, filled with rage, was about to curse again. Suddenly witnessing this scene, the words he was about to say were swallowed
back . Staring blankly at the girl, he involuntarily reached out and touched her slightly protruding breasts.
His hand easily pierced through her chest, reaching all the way to her back. Seeing his hand
appear behind her shoulder, Li Xiaomin was dumbfounded.
Li Xiaomin jumped back, looking at the petite girl, and cried out, "You, you're a ghost!"
The dense forest was dark, and no one passed by. Looking at the girl exuding an eerie aura, cold sweat poured down Li Xiaomin's forehead.
He stared blankly at this exquisitely beautiful girl, as if seeing his own penis again, his head
spinning, and he almost fainted again.
Two crystal tears instantly streamed down the girl's fair and beautiful face. She nodded vigorously,
choking back sobs , unable to speak.
Li Xiaomin, hiding behind a tree, was terrified for a while. Then he thought, he was also destined to become a ghost, and he
had already experienced a strange time-space travel. Seeing another ghost wouldn't be surprising. He
stepped out from behind the tree, dejectedly saying, "Hey, what do you want? Looking for a scapegoat?"
The girl looked agitated, covered her face and cried for a while, barely suppressing her excitement, and shook her head, saying, "No, I
've been here for three hundred years!"
Li Xiaomin walked over, found a thick, dry branch, and sat down, sighing, "Sit down and talk, standing
is tiring."
The girl obediently sat down beside him and carefully began to tell her story.
Chapter Three: The Heavenly Book
"I was originally a princess of the previous dynasty..." That's what she started with.
Even though he was already dead, Li Xiaomin was startled. He turned and
looked Sure enough, her attire was different from that of Consort Yun and the palace maids, appearing more luxurious. Her appearance was also exceptionally beautiful.
Although she was still young, she was already a clear beauty, worthy of her princess title. She was
much more pleasing to the eye than some of the European royal princesses he had seen in photographs.
This girl, though a princess, was not a princess of the Tang Dynasty, but a princess of the former Great Wu Dynasty. Her nickname was
You'er, and she had been granted the title of Princess Lingbao. The Wu Kingdom had
been destroyed three hundred years ago by the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who had rebelled.
You'er was not killed by the mutinous soldiers when the city fell, but had died of illness three years before the fall of her kingdom.
Although she died of illness, she was actually poisoned by a favored concubine who was hostile to her mother.
The method was so clever that no one could see through it, and even if they did, no one dared to speak out.
Because she was a wronged ghost, she was bound to this place, unable to escape. When the Tang army stormed the city, the mutinous soldiers
burned down her palace. Later, although the Tang emperor built new palaces, he didn't rebuild there, but instead planted
a forest. You'er stayed in this dense forest for three hundred years.
For three hundred years, she remained in the forest, unable to stop her sorrowful weeping. Sometimes, in the darkness, her cries could be
heard, frightening the palace maids and eunuchs. It was said that ghosts lurked there, and no one dared approach.
Li Xiaomin, having heard so much from her, still hadn't gotten to the point, and couldn't help but ask, "
Why are you waiting for me here?"
You'er nodded, "The year after my death, a celestial being passed by and gave me a book,
instructing me to give it to someone who could see me, saying that he could save me from my suffering. Therefore, I've been waiting here, just
to wait for you, young master, for three hundred years!"
Looking at her fervent gaze, Li Xiaomin felt uneasy. A princess calling a eunuch "young master"—that was
quite unusual, wasn't it?
He sighed and asked listlessly, "Where is that book?"
You'er pointed to a small mound in the distance and said, "It's right behind there. The Taoist priest buried that book underground.
That spot still shines with golden light, and no other ghosts dare to approach it. They were so frightened that they fled the forest. Only I can stay
here . These three hundred years have been so lonely!"
Looking at her pitiful appearance with tears welling up in her eyes, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and murmured, "We
are both wanderers in this world, why should we need to have known each other before?"
He walked over and, following You'er's directions, began to dig in that spot. The tool he used was a small shovel
that You'er had told him about long ago when a eunuch heard her crying in the forest and fled in fear
.
After digging for a long time, a large pit finally appeared. Li Xiaomin was exhausted, his back aching. Standing at the edge of the pit, he turned
to You'er and asked, "Why isn't it here yet? You wouldn't be thinking of making me dig a pit and bury myself in it so
you can be reincarnated, would you?"
You'er was terrified and shook her head repeatedly, her voice trembling with tears, "Young Master, what are you saying? Even if my soul were to be scattered,
I wouldn't dare to harbor such a wicked thought! It's just that the Immortal Master knows there will be war in this area, and you, Young Master, are the one who has been appointed by Heaven, if..."
"Without obtaining this heavenly book, it would be difficult to achieve great things. Therefore, it was buried quite deep to avoid being
discovered when people demolish houses or plant trees."
Li Xiaomin asked curiously, "Aren't you a princess? Why do you refer to yourself as a servant?"
You'er blushed and lowered her head, murmuring, "It was that immortal who said that you, young master, are born with noble qualities and can achieve great things after
learning that heavenly book. If I can stay by your side, young master, I will surely be able to cultivate the Great Dao and become
a ghost immortal. Therefore, I am instructed to serve you carefully and not make any mistakes."
"A princess serving a eunuch? That's interesting!" Li Xiaomin muttered to himself, then suddenly remembered something important
and was shocked. He turned to You'er and urgently asked, "Does that celestial book
mention how to cultivate a penis?"
You'er paused, not quite understanding what he was saying, but still replied, "The immortal said that
after cultivating that celestial book, one can reshape their body, and even a crippled body can be restored to its original state; if one cultivates the Great Dao, one can be omnipotent,
able to traverse heaven and earth!"
Before she could say another word, Li Xiaomin had already picked up a shovel and started digging frantically in the ground, his movements swift and ferocious
, no less than a modern excavator.
Until, with a "clang," the shovel hit something, and Li Xiaomin, trembling, lunged forward,
frantically digging with both hands, finally unearthing a small box, locked and already rusty.
Li Xiaomin, clutching the box, frantically scrambled out of the pit, placed it on the ground, and without even bothering
with the key , picked up a shovel and slammed it down hard on the rusty lock.
After a few frantic blows, the rusty lock broke and fell to the ground.
Li Xiaomin rushed over, quickly opened the box, his heart pounding. He held the box
as if it were his most precious little brother.
Inside, there was a book, a pill, and a few other miscellaneous items.
Ignoring picked up the book, turned a page, and was immediately enveloped in a golden light, involuntarily closing his eyes.
You'er screamed and hid behind Li Xiaomin, trembling and saying in a trembling voice, "What a terrifying divine light!"
Only she was born with such resistance; if it were any other ghost, it would have
been blown away . This was also why she was the only ghost living in this dense forest. Other ghosts had long
been frightened away by the faint golden light emanating from the ground at night. What ghost would dare to stay in such a dangerous place?
After the intense light subsided, Li Xiaomin lowered his head and read carefully.
He'd heard that celestial books were notoriously difficult to read, but this one was alright. Although he couldn't quite understand the ancient characters written with a brush,
he could still make out about 80-90% of it by guessing and inferring.
According to the book, it was originally a record of immortal techniques by Laozi (Li Er) and his junior brother, the Tongtian Sect Master,
passed down by their disciples and given to those with a special destiny. One day, an emperor would use it to prosper the Li family.
Li Xiaomin didn't care about that; he was only eagerly searching for a way to make his penis grow back. He skimmed through the book, reading
ten lines at a time .
Halfway through, he finally found a few passages stating that if one practiced according to the methods described in the book,
upon initial success, one could reshape injured limbs; upon reaching the highest level, one would possess immense supernatural powers…
As for how these powers would manifest, Li Xiaomin didn't care anymore. He just grinned widely,
almost .
After he finished laughing, You'er cautiously peeked out from behind him and whispered, "Young Master, the Immortal Master
also said the elixir was prepared for you. If you take it and cultivate according to the methods written in the Heavenly Book,
it will have miraculous effects."
Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. He picked up the elixir from the box, about to swallow it, but suddenly stopped. He flipped to the beginning of the book,
found the introductory method of cultivation, and studied it carefully for a long time until it was imprinted in his mind before putting the elixir in his mouth.
As soon as it entered his stomach, the elixir immediately transformed into a stream of heat that flowed through his body. Li Xiaomin dared not be negligent.
He sat cross-legged, facing upwards, and guided the heat stream through his meridians.
After circulating it for several cycles, Li Xiaomin opened his eyes and stood up. He felt his whole body filled with powerful
energy, as if it were about to burst out of his body.
He swung his hand and struck a nearby tree with a bang. The small tree, about the thickness of a fist,
snapped in half and fell down with a loud crash.
Li Xiaomin's right hand also throbbed with pain, but the overwhelming joy in his heart suppressed the agony.
Ignoring everything else, he hurriedly pulled down his trousers, looking hopefully between his legs, only to
burst into tears at the sight. It was still the same, without any improvement!
You'er, too ashamed to look any longer at his outrageous actions, covered her face and trembled, saying, "Young Master, quickly put
your clothes back on, it's so embarrassing!"
Li Xiaomin pulled up his trousers, his face resolute, and bravely wiped away his tears. He knew in his heart that
he was only just beginning his cultivation; to truly reshape his limbs, he would need a
long and arduous journey of practice.
But as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Li Xiaomin would persevere; it was far better than facing utter darkness and having no choice but
to end his life.
After consuming the elixir, Li Xiaomin's hearing and eyesight improved significantly. He faintly heard someone calling
in the distance , "Xiaominzi, Brother Xiaominzi! Where are you?!"
Li Xiaomin listened intently and recognized Lan'er's voice. He turned to You'er and said, "I'm going back now.
Are you still staying here?"
You'er blushed and stammered, "Now that you have obtained the Heavenly Book, I am
free . Wherever you go, I will serve you."
Li Xiaomin was pleased; perhaps there were still things in the book he wanted to ask her. So he led her out of
the dense forest.
On the path by the forest, Lan'er was calling out softly, anxiously searching for Xiaominzi, but dared not
shout loudly for fear of being scolded.
Upon seeing Li Xiaomin emerge from the woods, Lan'er was overjoyed and rushed forward, grabbing his sleeve and exclaiming, "Good
brother, I've finally found you! I was so worried!"
Li Xiaomin smiled and said, "What's the rush? I'm fine, aren't I?"
Inwardly, however, he wiped a cold sweat from his brow. If it weren't for You'er, he might have already drowned himself in the lake
. He turned and looked at You'er gratefully.
Lan'er followed his gaze, but the area was empty. Curious, she asked, "Brother
Xiaomin , what are you looking at?"
Li Xiaomin knew he was the only one who could see You'er, so he quickly covered it up, saying, "Nothing, let's
hurry back!"
They were already in a secluded corner of the palace. The two walked along a small path, and as they passed a large, towering artificial
hill, Li Xiaomin, with his superhuman hearing, suddenly heard a humming sound coming from the hillside.
Having never experienced such heightened hearing before, he wasn't sure if he'd misheard. He turned around and
walked along the path through the artificial hill, only to witness a sensual scene!
Chapter Four:
A man dressed in eunuch's robes, appearing to be in his twenties or thirties, with a pale face and no beard, was embracing
and caressing a voluptuous palace maid.
The maid's clothes were already half off, revealing her naked upper body. Lying in the eunuch's arms, she
moaned , her face flushed from his touch, her body involuntarily swaying.
Lan'er was walking outside when she suddenly noticed Xiaominzi was missing. She quickly turned around and saw him enter
the path through the artificial hill. She followed, and upon seeing this scene, screamed in fright.
Li Xiaomin, hidden in the shadows, was engrossed in watching when he suddenly heard a scream behind him. He knew something was wrong, turned around
, grabbed Lan'er, and covered her mouth to stop her from screaming.
Seeing the embarrassing scene before her, and being held in Xiaomin's arms, Lan'er couldn't help but struggle slightly,
her heart filled with both shame and fear.
Li Xiaomin held her soft, fragrant body tightly, his
heart also stirred by the friction of her increasingly mature body against him. He could only cover her mouth, bringing his lips close to her ear and whispering, "Don't scream, it'll be troublesome if
they find out!"
Only then did Lan'er stop struggling. Li Xiaomin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the smooth texture in his palm, his heart
fluttering. He lowered his head and gently kissed her jade-like neck.
Lan'er let out a soft moan, her jade-like neck blushing slightly with embarrassment, her whole body tingling, feeling utterly weak, wanting only to lean against
Li Xiaomin's chest, unwilling to move any further.
Seeing her like this, Li Xiaomin was both surprised and delighted. Just as he was about to make another move, he suddenly heard footsteps
. The eunuch who had been stealing a kiss had already rolled up his sleeves and walked over, glaring angrily at the two of them, and muttering,
"Where did this little bastard come from, daring to ruin my good time!"
At this moment, the plump palace maid had already sobered up from her excitement of the affair, hurriedly straightening her
clothes and looking over from a distance. She wasn't particularly beautiful, just an ordinary-looking woman.
Li Xiaomin thought to himself, "Brother, if you want to have an affair, at least find a pretty girl! This lady at least..."
"You're thirty years old, and so plump, and you still want one? I really admire your good appetite!"
The eunuch seemed to hear his thoughts, glaring at him and viciously cursing, "Get as far away as
you can! Don't let me see you two little beasts again!"
Hearing his foul language, Li Xiaomin was enraged!
He was originally a respectable modern man, but inexplicably he had come to ancient times, not only losing
his most important manly possession but also suffering beatings and humiliations from ancient beauties. He had long been seething with anger! Now,
after this further insult, even the best-tempered man couldn't hold back. He immediately raised his leg and kicked the eunuch
hard !
This kick was like a dragon bursting from its cave, landing solidly on the eunuch's stomach with a thud. The eunuch was
instantly sent staggering back several steps, landing heavily on his backside, groaning in pain.
Since he had already started, he might as well finish the fight.李小民放开怀中惊呆的美少女，大步上前，
逮住那个大太监就是一顿狠揍。打得他叫苦连天，泪流满面，虽是连声哀告，也
阻止不了怒火冲天的李小民的拳脚。
这当口，那个胖宫女却扑了过来，跪在地上，抱住李小民的大腿苦苦哀求，
只求李小民放了她的情人。
李小民怒火稍息，低头再看，大太监已经被打得半死不活，躺在地上呻吟叫
苦，这才泄了火气。幸好李小民出手有准，没有打他的脸面，才没有让他满脸是
伤，一副猪头模样。
李小民找了块假山石坐了下来，招唿兰儿站到自己身边，冷冷地向那两个人
喝道：「你们刚才是在干什么？」
他这算是明知故问，可是他实在想不明白，一个太监，怎么能有功能欺负宫
女？ Could it be that this eunuch was also an outsider who had infiltrated the palace?
The eunuch had already gotten up from the ground, his heart filled with shock and fear. He had originally thought that these two were young and
wanted to beat them up to vent his anger, but he hadn't expected that this ten-year-old eunuch would be so ruthless
and much stronger than him. He didn't dare to ask the head eunuch in charge to intervene, so this beating was for nothing.
After being thoroughly beaten, he became much more obedient. Seeing Li Xiaomin's malicious gaze sweep over him, he blushed
crimson and quickly bowed with a forced smile, saying, "Young Master, if you ask, I will certainly tell you. We are... we are
... eating together!"
Li Xiaomin was startled and pressed, "What is eating together? Does it mean we eat each other while embracing?"
The eunuch waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of bitterness, "It's that... we eunuchs and the palace beauties,
we satisfy each other!"
Li Xiaomin asked curiously, "You have that function? Can you satisfy a woman?" The
eunuch blushed but dared not argue, only explaining, "Although I don't have... that, I still have a tongue and fingers, very nimble!" As he spoke, he raised his hands, stuck out his tongue, and proudly showed him his two prized possessions. Lan'er and You'er, who were watching the spectacle from the side, stared wide-eyed, puzzled, while the plump palace maid blushed and covered her face with her sleeve. Li Xiaomin finally understood and began to feel sorry for the two women. Living deep within the palace, where they couldn't even see a normal man, it was inevitable that eunuchs and palace maids would comfort each other, satisfying their yearning hearts. If he didn't have divine protection, would he end up like them, relying on this to relieve his misery for the rest of his life? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, losing interest in taking his anger out on them. He listlessly waved his hand, letting them go. The two women, as if granted a pardon, helped each other up and hurriedly ran away. Li Xiaomin sat there blankly for a while, then turned his head . A sudden impulse struck him, and he reached out and embraced her slender waist. Lan'er cried out in surprise, caught off guard, as Li Xiaomin swept her up and carried her into a hidden cave within the towering artificial hill . Holding the beautiful young woman's delicate body, inhaling her virgin fragrance, Li Xiaomin's heart pounded wildly. He had never had such intimate contact with a woman before, and now that he had the opportunity, he was naturally excited. Lan'er cried out softly, her soft, boneless hands gently pushing against Li Xiaomin's chest. She looked at him with surprise and fear, whispering, "Brother Xiaomin, what are you doing?" Before she could finish speaking, she felt Xiaomin's warm, soft lips cover hers, silencing her. Li Xiaomin gently kissed her soft, fragrant lips, sucking the sweet saliva from the beautiful girl's mouth, his mind drifting, lost in a daze. Lan'er was also experiencing this for the first time, both shocked and frightened. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her cherry lips met his, her fragrant tongue intertwining with Li Xiaomin's soft tongue that had entered her mouth. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she felt weak all over. If Li Xiaomin hadn't held her tightly around the waist, she probably would have collapsed to the ground. Their lips parted after a long, passionate kiss. Lan'er looked at Li Xiaomin with watery eyes and whispered, "Good brother, are we... 'mutually engaged'?" Li Xiaomin was taken aback, surprised by her quick wit. He nodded, looking at the beautiful girl in his arms with a hint of nervousness. Lan'er smiled shyly and said, "Lan'er likes it, with brother... like this!" Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. He embraced Lan'er and kissed her passionately again, his hands beginning to roam freely over her body , making Lan'er gasp for breath, her cheeks flushed crimson. Having lived in the palace for so long, she was not very knowledgeable about matters of love, yet she still harbored some curiosity and longing. She had heard stories of eunuchs and palace maids having affairs, and she herself was curious and wanted to find one. She happened to meet a handsome eunuch like Xiaominzi, with whom she shared a deep connection. He kissed her, held her, making her heart flutter. She felt an indescribable mix of emotions and couldn't bear to let him go, clinging tightly to him, her delicate hands unable to resist groping him . Li Xiaomin, with a compassionate heart, tried his best , until her hand moved towards his lower body, at which point he realized what was happening. He pulled her hand away, overwhelmed with shame. Knowing he was disabled, he couldn't let her touch him so casually, lest his "male" pride suffer a fatal blow. Suddenly, Lan'er cried out, "Oh dear, we've been out for so long! Her Majesty must be getting impatient!" Afraid of being scolded or punished by Consort Yun, she straightened her clothes, pulled Li Xiaomin out of the artificial cave, and ran towards Consort Yun's palace .

Consort Yun stood in the palace, her mind troubled. She wondered if the little eunuch who had run out crying had gotten into trouble.
After a while , she herself felt strange: "That little eunuch is just a bit handsome and a bit lecherous,
nothing special. Why am I so worried about him?"
Just then, she saw the two of them return, and she felt relieved. However, she didn't show it. She sneered and
glared at Li Xiaomin, coldly saying, "Hurry up and clean the room. If you don't clean it properly, you won't eat today!"
Seeing this beautiful woman so cold and heartless, Li Xiaomin was furious. He wanted to go up and teach her a lesson,
but when he thought of the many guards outside the palace, he couldn't help but feel scared. He could only lower his head and think to himself, "I'll let
you drag me now. Later, when I've mastered my immortal arts and developed my penis, I'll definitely rape you to death!"
Lan'er knelt down and agreed. When she turned around and saw Li Xiaomin still standing there, she was frightened and quickly grabbed his
sleeve, pulling him down to kneel down with her.
Li Xiaomin now knew a little about the palace rules, but had no choice but to kneel before the beautiful woman. He was even more
frustrated, but could only console himself: "It's nothing, just consider it me kneeling before my wife!"
Chapter Five: The Female Ghost (Part 1)
After a day's work in the palace, Li Xiaomin dragged his tired body back to his small hut.
He lay on the bed to rest, while a beautiful girl dressed as a princess sat cross-legged beside him, her face full of
curiosity, chatting with him casually.
You'er had been in the dense forest for three hundred years and didn't know much about the outside world. So everything she saw seemed
strange, and she asked all sorts of questions. Li Xiaomin didn't know much more than her, and after answering for a while, he became annoyed. He took out the
book and began cultivating according to the methods described.
Seeing him cultivating cross-legged on the bed, You'er dared not say much, only sitting beside him, watching him hopefully,
hoping he could cultivate immortal techniques and help her also cultivate a ghost immortal body, thus escaping the suffering of reincarnation.
Feeling the warm current circulating through his meridians for several cycles, Li Xiaomin opened his eyes. He found his vision
was getting better and better; even in a dark room, he could see everything clearly, down to the smallest detail.
Sitting on the bed beside him was a beautiful young woman, her appearance elegant and refined. Li Xiaomin's heart stirred, and he reached out
to hug her, but grasped only empty air. He couldn't help but sigh softly and asked, "You'er, when will you have a true
form ?"
You'er smiled and said, "As long as you, young master, cultivate immortal arts, you can use immortal techniques to strengthen my soul, and then I will
have a physical body."
"When that immortal gave you the book, did he tell you how to cultivate immortal arts quickly and successfully?"
You'er thought for a moment and said, "When the immortal gave me the book, he said that the person who obtains the book is destined by heaven and
will surely accomplish great things, but according to the Heavenly Dao's observation, the person who obtains the book is probably born with an imbalance of yin and yang, and must be intimate with
women to maintain the balance of yin and yang within the body in order to quickly cultivate immortal arts."
In fact, Li Xiaomin had already guessed this to some extent, because the latter part of that heavenly book was filled with pages of erotic illustrations
, explaining how to use women as a furnace to coordinate with the flow of true qi within the body, cultivate the yin and yang qi within the body, and use women
to match yin and yang, extracting lead and refining mercury, in order to achieve the Great Dao. Moreover, the more noble the woman used as a cultivation vessel,
the more auspicious energy she would receive in this auspicious palace, which would be more helpful for his cultivation to achieve immortality.
Li Xiaomin lowered his head, thinking that he was a eunuch, what right did he have to be intimate with a woman?
He couldn't help but discouraged, but then he suddenly thought, "Didn't the beginning of that book describe
a method of dual cultivation with a woman without intercourse? Presumably, as long as I practice enough, once my body is reshaped, I can practice the later dual cultivation techniques
!"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy again.
While he was talking to You'er, he suddenly heard the door creak open, and someone pushed it open and came in. He looked up and saw it was
Lan'er . Her face flushed crimson, she lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and whispered, "Brother Xiaomin, you called me, so I came
."
Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. He jumped off the bed, rushed forward, and embraced her. He casually closed the door, and as he carried her soft,
warm body toward the bed, he secretly rejoiced: "Holding her in my arms feels so different. You'er is
beautiful, but I can only look at her, not touch her. In that respect, she's not as good as Lan'er!"
He was eager to test the dual cultivation method described in the first half of the Heavenly Book, so he carried Lan'er to the bed. Ignoring You'er's
curious observation, he climbed onto the bed himself, lying on top of Lan'er's soft body. His slender body
covered Lan'er's delicate frame, and he lowered his head, pressing his lips to Lan'er's cherry lips.
His tongue slightly protruded, entering Lan'er's lips, gently pressing against her smooth, fragrant tongue.
Li Xiaomin circulated his inner energy, feeling it flow from the tip of his tongue into Lan'er's mouth, then along
her tongue, into her body, circulating once before returning to his own. The energy had a slightly cool
, indescribably gentle quality, making Li Xiaomin feel completely comfortable, as if he were floating.
Lan'er, however, didn't feel any inner energy, only that Xiaomin was making her feel incredibly comfortable, and she involuntarily
moaned softly, letting out a soft groan of pleasure.
After completing one cycle of his inner energy practice, Li Xiaomin rolled over and lay down beside her, resting for a while before pulling her into his arms and
caressing her freely.
Lan'er lay obediently in his arms, her watery eyes gazing at him quietly, full of shyness, and
asked softly, "Brother Xiaomin, does this count as us being lovers?"
Li Xiaomin was taken aback, then laughed, "Yes, we're being lovers!"
Thinking about having such a beautiful palace maid as a lover, it wasn't bad at all.
Lan'er smiled and said, "Then if anything happens to me in the future, you'll protect me, right?"
Li Xiaomin nodded and said, "Of course, you're my woman. No matter what, I must do my best to protect
you and not let anyone bully you!"
Saying this, he felt a surge of pride. Although he was a eunuch, protecting the person he loved was
a manifestation of his self-respect as a eunuch!
After secretly vowing to quickly master the immortal arts and gain the power to protect himself and Lan'er, Li Xiaomin embraced
the beautiful girl in his arms, his lust rising again. He leaned down and kissed her softly.
Lan'er's face was flushed, and she moaned softly, holding Li Xiaomin's head tightly. A wave of heat and weakness washed over her,
and she could only hold Li Xiaomin tightly, panting.
Nearby, You'er sat on the bed beside them, looking down at their intimacy at close range, her eyes
shining excitement and curiosity.
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In the days that followed, Li Xiaomin worked during the day and cultivated immortal arts at night. That book didn't only contain cultivation…
It was merely a method of immortal cultivation, even touching upon how to use true energy in combat. Li Xiaomin chose some rudimentary
techniques to practice, and he felt his strength gradually increasing and his martial arts becoming more refined, enough to protect himself. Lan'er, experiencing the taste of love for the first time, couldn't resist Li Xiaomin's allure and often ran to his room at night to embrace and caress him. Although he couldn't achieve true ecstasy, it still filled this inexperienced girl with excitement and sweetness . Li Xiaomin wasn't idle either, taking advantage of her body quite a bit. He was practically more familiar with Lan'er's body than his own . The developing girl's body, with its smooth, jade-like skin, fully satisfied Li Xiaomin's curiosity about women, a man who had been a virgin in his previous life. Aside from a slight regret about his own physical condition , he felt for a moment that he was doing quite well. Late one night, Li Xiaomin first practiced a dual cultivation technique on Lan'er, then coaxed her to sleep. He then took You'er and quietly slipped away to a grove of trees. There are rules within the palace, and one cannot move about freely. Although Li Xiaomin's strength and speed have greatly increased he still dares not easily spar with the palace guards, nor does he dare to venture too far at night. He can only come to this slightly more secluded place to cultivate and absorb the essence of heaven and earth. He sits cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by darkness. Li Xiaomin silently guides his true energy, flowing . After a while , he stops his practice and stands up. Suddenly, a mournful cry echoes in the air. Li Xiaomin turns his head and sees a snow-white figure floating towards him. Suppressing his horror, Li Xiaomin stares intently. He sees that the person is dressed in white, with disheveled hair, a , and a long, protruding tongue. She is a woman resembling a hanged ghost, quite beautiful, but her pale face and bright red tongue are chilling. Like the wind, the female ghost floats towards him from afar. A few wisps of will-o'-the-wisp drifted in the air, illuminating the female ghost's deathly pale face. Her eyes were fixed on Li Xiaomin, and she smiled sinisterly, "Finally, someone dares to come here! I can finally find a substitute and be reincarnated!" Chapter Five: The Female Ghost (Part Two) Li Xiaomin's lips were pale, but he forced a calm smile and said, "You've killed people and are desperately seeking a substitute. Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?" The female ghost shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I've been here for so long, I should have been reincarnated long ago, but I'm bound to this deadly place, unable to leave. I've had enough of this! If we're talking about divine retribution, those who forced me to my death..." " Yet they can live comfortably their whole lives, enjoying wealth and luxury. Why don't they suffer divine retribution?" Li Xiaomin knew that in every dynasty, there were always ghosts of the unjustly killed in the palace, so he said no more. Pointing at the female ghost, he shouted , "Hmph! I have the protection of the Supreme Immortal Law, all evil spirits retreat! Get out of here at once!" The female ghost was startled at first, then chuckled, "Trying to bluff me? You'd better show me some real skills first!" She suddenly pounced, faster than lightning, her ten sharp fingers aimed straight for Li Xiaomin's throat. Li Xiaomin gritted his teeth and sneered. His right hand rapidly drew a talisman in the air, and with a flick of his finger, the talisman emitted a golden light that shot forward and struck the female ghost with a loud crack. Caught off guard, the female ghost screamed in agony as she crashed to the ground, her body convulsing. Li Xiaomin walked over and launched a flying kick, but missed completely, his foot passing through her body and landing in mid-air . Unfazed, Li Xiaomin sneered triumphantly, saying, "You wanted to kill me? Well, here I am! Come on !" The female ghost convulsed on the ground for a moment, then raised her head, glaring at Li Xiaomin. The places shimmered with golden light. After a while, the golden light gradually faded, as the talismans had lost their power. The female ghost suddenly leaped up, her long, sharp nails swiftly piercing towards Li Xiaomin's eyes. Li Xiaomin had already prepared two talismans. He stretched forward with both hands and unleashed a sharp "thud!" The two shimmering golden talismans struck the female ghost, causing her to scream in pain and fly back, collapsing to the ground in a throbbing motion. After a long while, she struggled to her feet, glancing at Li Xiaomin with fear. Knowing she was doomed , she turned and flew away, intending to soar into the dark night sky. Li Xiaomin shouted, "Where? Go!" He brandished a magical artifact he'd obtained at the same time as the Heavenly Book—a small crystal bottle. He peeled off the talisman from the bottle's mouth and cried out, "Supreme Lord Laozi, swiftly as the law commands! Demons and ghosts have nowhere to hide! Hurry!" Golden light burst forth from the bottle's mouth, as if taking form, shooting through the air and enveloping the fleeing female ghost. The female ghost screamed in agony, twisting and struggling desperately, but unable to escape. She was dragged step by step by the golden light, flying towards the crystal bottle. Her body shrank little by little, until she was only the size of a finger at the bottle's mouth. Li Xiaomin shouted , "Capture!" The female ghost shot into the bottle with a whoosh. Li Xiaomin hurriedly stuck the talisman back onto the bottle's mouth, his hands and feet already cold from exhaustion, his body trembling slightly. The previous struggle had depleted most of his immortal power; if he couldn't capture the female ghost soon, he would be completely exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his brow, secretly pleased: "This magic really works! It really can deal with ghosts and monsters, just like the book says! But the talismans drawn in the air only last so long. It seems I still need to work hard to cultivate. Once my magic power is strong enough, I won't be afraid of any ghosts or monsters!" Looking at the white-clad female ghost, she was now imprisoned in a crystal bottle, her body the size of a fingernail. She desperately flew around searching for a way out, but as soon as she got close to the bottle's opening, she was struck by the golden light emitted from the talisman, screamed, and fell down. You'er suddenly appeared out of nowhere, floating to Li Xiaomin's side. Her eyes were filled with adoration as she looked at him, her voice trembling as she said, "Young Master, you're so amazing! You subdued a ghost that's been around for hundreds of years in an instant!" Li Xiaomin was secretly pleased by the beautiful girl's admiring gaze, but he humbly smiled and said, "This is nothing! I'll teach you some magic later, so you can deal with ordinary ghosts and monsters too, and avoid being bullied !" You'er obediently knelt on the ground, bowing to him in gratitude. The white-clad female ghost in the crystal bottle, seeing You'er, stopped struggling and knelt down inside the bottle, pleading, "Immortal Master , spare me! I had no choice but to resort to this tactic. Please, Immortal Master, have mercy and don't destroy my soul!"

Li Xiaomin looked down and saw that the female ghost had lost her frightening appearance. Her face was pale, her white robes
fluttering, and her features were quite beautiful, possessing a captivating charm.
Li Xiaomin coughed lightly, adopting a haughty demeanor, and coldly said, "You demon, how dare you be disrespectful to this immortal master
! You deserve to be beaten! Quickly tell me your origins, without any concealment!"
The white-robed female ghost hurriedly kowtowed and recounted her life story.
Her name was Yue Niang. She was originally a palace maid in the Tang Dynasty palace a hundred years ago. Because she accidentally offended
a concubine, the concubine ordered her to be beaten and instructed the head eunuch to keep a close watch on her, preventing her from living such
an easy life.
The palace eunuchs, always opportunistic, now saw that Yue Niang had offended the concubine and all came to bully
and beat her, hoping to curry favor with the concubine. Unable to endure the bullying any longer, Yue Niang finally ran to the woods and hanged herself . She was only in
her early twenties when she died.
Because she was a hanged ghost, she could not be reincarnated. Yue Niang could only suffer in the forest. For a hundred years, although
she wanted to be reincarnated, she could not bear to kill, so she suffered in the forest for a hundred years.
The eunuchs and maids in the palace all knew that there was a ghost in the palace. No one dared to go to the secluded places at night. Until tonight,
Yue Niang saw a young eunuch come to the forest alone. Remembering how she had been bullied by those eunuchs and driven to suicide, anger
rose in her heart. Therefore, she made up her mind to take Li Xiaomin's life to be her substitute.
You'er, who was listening nearby, was already in tears. She choked and said, "How pitiful!"
Li Xiaomin also felt sorry for her. He scratched his head, not knowing what to do with her.
He thought for a moment, then bowed his head and scolded the kneeling, weeping Moon Maiden inside the bottle, "You wanted to harm this immortal master, but this immortal master
is magnanimous and will not pursue the matter. However, staying here is not a good end. Why not come with me? In the future, when I
master immortal arts, you will have a chance to rise above your circumstances!"
Moon Maiden originally did not know his background. Although she was unwilling, she knew that her life was in someone else's hands. Being taken away by him
might be better than being stuck in this lonely forest all day, so she had no choice but to agree. She prostrated herself in the bottle and acknowledged
Li Xiaomin as her master.
Li Xiaomin put the crystal bottle in his pocket and walked back triumphantly, thinking to himself, "I'm still the best.
I caught a beautiful female ghost as soon as I made my move!"
He took Moon Maiden back to his house, released her, and took out a soul-collecting
jade from the treasure box. Using the immortal arts described in the book, he collected Moon Maiden's soul into the jade, put the jade pendant on his body, and carefully
covered it with his clothes.
Yue Niang and You'er have different innate characteristics and cannot appear during the day. With this jade as a vessel, Yue Niang
can stay by his side at any time.
To prevent Yue Niang from getting bored and causing trouble, Li Xiaomin selected several immortal techniques suitable for ghosts to cultivate from the books and
gave them to her and You'er so they could cultivate them separately, and have two more helpers in future battles.
After doing all this, Li Xiaomin was also a little sleepy. He walked to the bedside and saw that Lan'er was still sleeping soundly on the bed, so he
climbed onto the bed, took off his clothes, hugged Lan'er's soft and fragrant body, and fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Six: The Emperor (Part 1)
After waiting for several years, the Yunfei Palace finally welcomed the emperor's arrival.
Li Xiaomin sat high on the roof beam, carefully peering down, eager to see
what .
Because the emperor's arrival was unexpected, Yunfei could not
believe it and then fell into ecstasy.
For reasons unknown, her first thought was to send Li Xiaomin away, giving him a few
taels of silver and telling him to go play in another palace instead of staying there.
The more she tried to stop him, the more determined Li Xiaomin became to stay and see what was going on. Therefore, this audacious little
eunuch, using his exceptional skills, quietly climbed onto the roof beam and patiently waited to see the emperor's
face.
In this way, he would be high above the emperor. In the deep palace,
he was the only one who dared to commit such a treasonous act.
Li Xiaomin knew the danger of this, so he held his breath, lying on the high roof beam, not daring to make a
sound.
After waiting for a long time, he heard a man's laughter, and then a man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe
walked up, with Consort Yun following closely behind, her face full of joy and flattery.
Li Xiaomin felt a surge of displeasure at the sight of the man in the yellow robe. He cursed inwardly, "You wretched woman! You always
beat and verbally abuse me. Now you're following this stinking man like a dog! What a slut
!" While cursing, he stole glances at the man in the yellow robe. He saw that the man was about forty years old, of medium build, somewhat
thin , and quite handsome. Although middle-aged, his refined and elegant demeanor was something Li Xiaomin
had never seen before.
Li Xiaomin, still displeased, scrutinized him closely, thinking, "This old emperor is so thin, with puffy
eyes . He must be a womanizer, his body ruined by wine and women! Judging by his appearance, I wonder how long he'll
live."
Having been here for a while, he had heard from others that the emperor's surname was Li, his given name Yu, and that he was fond of women.
To satisfy this hobby, he frequently selected beautiful women, filling the palace with lovely concubines and maids. He was from the same clan as him,
supposedly a famous lyricist of the time, who loved writing erotic poems. Some sycophants
lavish praise on him, calling him the greatest lyricist of all time, unmatched by anyone in the world. Whether that's
true or not, no one knows.
The Emperor, seated at the head of the table, smiled at Consort Yun and sighed, "I've been busy with state affairs, neglecting my
beloved consort Do you resent me?"
Consort Yun knew perfectly well that he was indeed busy with state affairs, but more likely, he
was . However, she dared not show it in the slightest, only bowing and thanking the Emperor
for taking time out of his busy schedule to visit her—a truly boundless favor.
Li Xiaomin, too lazy to listen to that nonsense, thought to himself, "If I jump down now and deliver a powerful blow to
the emperor 's neck, I wonder if I could break his neck and change the dynasty?"
After consuming the elixir and practicing immortal arts, Li Xiaomin was quite confident in his skills, but he
had never actually fought anyone. Currently, only Li Yu, Consort Yun, and the serving eunuchs and maids were in the room; the guards remained
outside, too afraid to enter. Li Xiaomin had a good chance of succeeding with a single strike if he jumped.
However, he wouldn't do something without benefit. Although killing the emperor would cause a sensation, it would also bring him considerable personal gain.
He was about to lose his life, unable to break through the heavy encirclement of the imperial guards.
Lost in thought, he suddenly saw Lan'er enter tremblingly, carrying a tea tray. She knelt before
Li Yu , her voice trembling, "Your Majesty, please have some tea!"
Li Yu grunted, took the teacup, and glanced at her casually, but his eyes lit up.
The girl before him, though only fourteen or fifteen, was naturally beautiful, exquisitely pretty, with large, watery
eyes that could almost steal one's soul.
Logically, at her age, she shouldn't be fully developed. But to Li Yu's standards, her breasts
were surprisingly large, swaying gently, making Li Yu's heart itch with desire. He was secretly amazed. He almost
disregarded his status and reached out to touch them.
In truth, this was all thanks to Li Xiaomin. Although his limited resources prevented him from
engaging in a full-blown sexual encounter, he had spent the past two months sleeping with Lan'er every night. His favorite thing to do was to caress her
breasts. Stimulated by his fingers and lips, Lan'er's development had accelerated considerably. While not yet reaching the
voluptuous figure of Consort Yun, her breasts were still quite impressive, far more alluring than girls her age.
Li Yu's lustful eyes lingered on the beautiful girl, his love growing stronger with each glance.
Many girls her age were already married; even some of Li Yu's concubines were a year or
two younger than her when they entered the palace to serve the emperor.
It was only because Li Yu hadn't visited Consort Yun's palace in recent years that he hadn't noticed this budding flower;
otherwise, he would have already plucked her.
As Li Yu leered at Lan'er, her heart trembled with fear and apprehension. She instinctively sensed
something frightening in the emperor's eyes.
Beside them, two other people also paled.
Consort Yun was both shocked and regretful, hating herself for her lack of foresight. She had only thought of sending that annoying little eunuch
far away to avoid arousing the Emperor's suspicion that she and the handsome young eunuch had some kind of affair. Who would have thought that
this little girl would develop so quickly? Before she even noticed, she had already grown into a graceful
young woman , and now the Emperor had taken a liking to her! She was filled with remorse.
On the roof beam, Li Xiaomin was also filled with shock and anger, clinging tightly to the beam, struggling to suppress the urge to jump down and kick
the old lecherous man over.
In his heart, he cursed inwardly, "You old lecher! How old are you to still dare to peep at my Lan'er!
Peeping is one thing, but you old pervert dare to stare so openly and endlessly! Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Even so, he knew this old bastard held the reins of power, able to kill, do, and
bully whomever he pleased. He gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "Being an emperor is fucking great! I'll get one
myself someday, and see who dares to covet my women then!"
Below, Li Yu had recovered from the initial shock of seeing Lan'er and chuckled, "This little palace maid
is quite pretty. What's her name?"
Lan'er was too frightened to speak, and Consort Yun quickly answered from the side, "This is my maid in the palace,
named Lan'er. She's always been clumsy, but she's quite pretty."
Li Yu laughed, "Good, good! Tonight, let Lan'er serve me."
Consort Yun and Li Xiaomin on the beam both changed their expressions drastically, almost screaming with hatred.
Consort Yun bit her lip hard, but said in a coquettish voice, "Your Majesty, what does this little girl know? How could she possibly
serve Your Majesty? Let me go back and train her properly, and then let her serve you next time Your Majesty comes.
Is that alright, Your Majesty?"
Li Yu raised his head, looked at her, and saw that she was so beautiful and had such a hot figure,
even . However, he couldn't bear to give up this pretty and charming little maid, so he chuckled and said, "Why bother
teaching her later? I'll stay in your palace today and watch you train her on the spot on how to serve me. Wouldn't that be
the best of both worlds ?"
Seeing that the emperor was determined to favor this little palace maid, Consort Yun was helpless and could only sigh inwardly that what should have been
her favor was now being shared with this little girl.
Li Yu's idea of a win-win situation, however, made Li Xiaomin on the beam so angry that he almost vomited blood. Although he wanted to
smash the old lecher's head with a single blow, there were many guards outside. If he really did that, he feared neither he nor Lan'er
would survive.
He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "You are ruthless, so I will be ruthless too. The day I become emperor, I will definitely
sleep with all your wives. I will avenge what happened today! If I spare even one of your wives, I will change my surname to yours!"
Chapter Six: The Emperor (Part Two)
The future was still far away, and Li Xiaomin could no longer bear to have his beloved girl taken away today. He
gritted his teeth, took out the Soul-Gathering Jade from his pocket, and silently recited the incantation. After a while, he saw Yue Niang's shadow
float out from the jade, gradually growing larger, flying in the air, her white clothes fluttering. Although it was full of eerie colors, she was still
a beautiful woman with simple makeup, a jade-like face and a flower-like countenance, and she was full of quiet and elegant aura.
Li Xiaomin no longer had the mood to appreciate Yue Niang's beauty. He secretly activated the telepathy technique and told Yue Niang his thoughts
.
A few days ago, he had used the method recorded in the Heavenly Book to make a contract with Yue Niang, taking her as his ghost slave.
This allowed him to transmit his thoughts to her without speaking.
Although Yue Niang was unwilling, her life was in his hands, so she had no choice but to reluctantly and tearfully sign the contract, becoming his
slave for life.
At this moment, suddenly hearing Li Xiaomin's command, Yue Niang was terrified, staring blankly at Li Xiaomin,
wondering if he was joking.
Li Xiaomin's face darkened with anger, glaring fiercely at Yue Niang, and he loudly ordered her to go down and use the vicious magic she
had just learned to attack Li Yu!
Yue Niang had spent her entire life as a palace maid, and although she feared the emperor's authority, she dared not disobey Li Xiaomin's
command. She could only wave her sleeves and fly down, her ten sharp fingers stabbing forward.
Li Xiaomin, perched on the roof beam, gritted his teeth and looked down. Within the palace, snow-white sleeves fluttered everywhere, and
a beautiful woman in white flew through the air, her graceful figure creating a myriad of shadows. Her long sleeves danced with an eerie, ghostly aura that permeated
the entire room.
But only Li Xiaomin could see all of this. The others, though instinctively feeling a
chill,
were .
The Moon Goddess, circling and dancing in the air, finally dared not disobey Li Xiaomin's increasingly forceful commands and softly called out…
With a flash, it shot downwards like lightning, its ten fingers pressed together like knives, stabbing fiercely at Li Yu!
Suddenly, countless rays of light burst forth from Li Yu's body, dazzling and multicolored. Just as Yue Niang was about to
pounce on Li Yu, she was suddenly struck by this tidal wave of light, letting out a scream and flying
backwards. Had Li Xiaomin not used his magic to protect her spirit, she would likely have been annihilated.
Yue Niang's body instantly became transparent, almost disappearing. She could only muster her last bit of strength to barely fly
back into the sky, collapsing onto the roof beam in front of Li Xiaomin, panting and groaning. Her image grew fainter and fainter, on the
verge of vanishing.
Of all those in the house, only Li Xiaomin could see this radiance. Upon witnessing this strange sight, Li Xiaomin was
terrified , his heart pounding, "How could this be! Could it be that the true Son of Heaven is truly protected by some kind of radiant aura
?"
The thought filled him with despair: "He's the emperor, and I'm just a lowly eunuch. Even
my magic is useless now, what can I possibly do against him?"
But looking down, he saw Li Yu lecherously chuckling, his lustful eyes darting over Lan'er
, already reaching out to touch her face.
Li Xiaomin was enraged, thinking to himself, "If even Lan'er is taken by him, what's
the point of my life? I'll die sooner or later anyway, and I've had enough of this eunuch life!"
With that thought, he bit his index finger hard, spitting the blood onto Yue Niang.
Yue Niang, already limp and powerless, lay there awaiting her soul's demise, her heart filled with bitterness. She had already endured a hundred years of misery in the forest
, a truly unbearable existence.
Later, she was subdued by a child and forced to serve as his ghost slave, which only intensified her humiliation. Now, forced by him
to attack the emperor, she was struck by the protective aura of the True Dragon Son of Heaven, on the verge of her soul being scattered.
Despair overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her face, falling onto the roof beams. Suddenly
, a surge of heat sprayed onto her. Yue Niang's spirit trembled, feeling a surge of heat and increased spiritual power
. She looked up in disbelief and saw Li Xiaomin sitting cross-legged on the beam, his face flushed, his eyes blazing with fire. His
imposing figure resembled a golden-armored god, and his body was radiating countless rays of light!
Thousands of auspicious energies surrounded him. She was utterly astonished, staring blankly at Li Xiaomin, her mind reeling, unable to
believe what she was seeing.
Li Xiaomin didn't see the strange sight around him. Having desperately used his immortal magic, spitting out a mouthful of blood, he felt
greatly exhausted. Barely managing to raise his hand, he pointed downwards and said in a hoarse voice, "Go!"
Yue Niang gracefully rose from the roof beam, floating in the air, looking at her master with awe. Looking
down at the emperor, whose auspicious aura had been suppressed by Li Xiaomin's radiant light, showing signs of weakening,
she was filled with mixed joy and surprise. Sensing Li Xiaomin urging her on, she dared not hesitate any longer. With a flick of her sleeves, her entire spirit shot downwards
like an arrow released from a bow!
At this moment, the white-clad beauty's face was filled with determination. Her ten fingers were sharp and clenched like knives as her spirit
soared down, the white ribbons fluttering throughout the room seemingly enveloping the entire building!
The spiritual energy surrounding her was concentrated at her fingertips. Yue Niang's palm strike, like an arrow, shot straight into
the groin of the aging emperor. Her spirit body, like an arrow, shot through the air, pierced the ground, and disappeared into the earth.
At this moment, Li Yu's hand had already reached out, ignoring Lan'er's panicked dodges, about to caress her
fair and delicate cheek. Suddenly, he felt a chill, his hand involuntarily stopping in mid-air,
a strange expression appearing on his face.
He sat there blankly, his hand still suspended in mid-air, his face full of oddities, silently motionless.
Lan'er was already terrified, looking at the emperor with tears in her eyes, knowing that her virginity would inevitably
be taken by . Although this was a dream come true for every palace maid, in her heart,
the handsome face of her young brother, Xiao Minzi, appeared, causing her heart to ache as if cut by a knife. Tears, like broken pearls, slid down her face and fell to
the ground .
Consort Yun was also stunned. She didn't know what was wrong with His Majesty, but he suddenly stopped moving,
sitting , his eyes unblinking.
She stared blankly at Li Yu for a long time, finally unable to bear it any longer, and boldly called out, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
After calling several times, Li Yu finally came to his senses, blankly withdrawing his hand, feeling a chilling tightness in his lower body,
but he didn't know why. He was also embarrassed to take off his pants to check in front of so many eunuchs and palace maids,
his face turning pale and then red, quite uncomfortable.
At this moment, Li Xiaomin was even more uncomfortable than him. Just now, he had exhausted his energy to spit out that mouthful of blood to
replenish Yue Niang's strength, and now he felt weak all over, only able to lie on the roof beam, not daring to move, knowing that
if the guards found him, he wouldn't even have the strength to escape, and would most likely be
beaten to death by the palace eunuchs as punishment for his great disrespect.
Li Yu sat there blankly for a while, then struggled to his feet, feeling only aches and pains in his back. He had no more desire for pleasure and
coldly said, "Prepare the carriage, to Chongming Palace!"
Consort Yun was shocked and stammered, "Isn't Your Majesty going to stay for a meal?"
Li Yu ignored her completely, walking heavily out the door. With the help of eunuchs,
he boarded the carriage , waved his hand, and, with his large entourage, sped away.
Consort Yun, leading the palace maids, knelt before the carriage, watching it disappear into the distance. Thinking of her years of waiting,
only to receive such a result, she collapsed to the ground, weeping bitterly, her heart filled with resentment and sorrow.
Li Yu returned to his usual chambers and secretly examined himself. Soon after, he summoned
the imperial physicians to the palace for a diagnosis. When the physicians emerged, their faces ashen, each bore injuries
—inflicted by the emperor in his rage.
In Jinling City, a strange rumor spread that the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was old and
impotent unable to satisfy his concubines, and was searching far and wide for renowned doctors to cure his erectile dysfunction.
Upon hearing this news, doctors from all over rushed to Jinling City. Those with some knowledge of the condition or possessing
ancestral remedies flocked to the city, offering their secret prescriptions and pills, hoping to cure the emperor's incurable ailment and receive a generous reward.
However, Li Yu's illness was quite peculiar; it came on quickly and subsided slowly. No matter how many famous doctors examined him, they were all
helpless, showing no improvement whatsoever.
From then on, there was not a single real man in the palace!
Chapter Seven: Assassination (Part 1)
Li Xiaomin felt no regret or guilt for using his ghost servants to eliminate the emperor's sexual ability.
Since he had kept so many eunuchs and then cruelly severed their genitals, he deserved some consequences!
However, he was still somewhat worried. Li Xiaomin knew this was a serious matter; if exposed, even the extermination of ten generations of his family wouldn't be enough
to atone for his crime. Although he was alone, he didn't want to be subjected to the excruciating torture of being slowly sliced to death. Therefore, he needed to find another
way out to avoid being left with no way out but to wait for death.
With the help of You'er and Yue Niang, he secretly dug in a secluded corner of the palace and found a lot of
jewelry, gold, and silver hidden underground by palace maids and eunuchs from various dynasties. Although it wasn't much, and nothing particularly valuable,
it was still a considerable sum for a lowly eunuch like him.
His severely depleted essence was gradually recovering through his cultivation of immortal arts. And according to
the records , his martial arts training was also gradually progressing. That night, Li Xiaomin quietly slipped out of the palace to scout out the layout of
Jinling City, so he would know which direction to flee if things went wrong.
None of the palace guards could see through his ghostly movements. Under the cover of darkness, Li Xiaomin, like
the night wind , swiftly flew over the high palace walls and disappeared into the dark night sky.
Having finally escaped the palace, Li Xiaomin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was also quite pleased with his incredible speed
.
He was still wearing eunuch's clothes, a major giveaway. Therefore, the first thing Li Xiaomin did
was find a wealthy family, go inside, and get a change of clothes to wear, so as not to reveal his identity.
He didn't know which family was wealthy; he simply looked at the houses along the streets of Jinling City, noting which ones were
taller and more ornate. He randomly chose one, climbed over the wall, and ransacked the place. He quickly found a white scholar's
robe and, with Yue Niang's prompting, retrieved the gold and silver hidden in the house's cupboard. He silently apologized to the
homeowner , carried the bag of gold and silver, climbed over the wall, and left.
Next, he inquired around and rented a house, hiding his belongings inside. He had
three burrows, so that if he ever escaped the palace, he would have a place to stay.
That night, Li Xiaomin wandered the streets, not daring to linger. Wearing newly bought, well-fitting clothes,
he climbed over the wall and sneaked into the palace.
Returning to his room, he found someone sleeping on the bed. Without even looking, Li Xiaomin knew it was his
beloved Lan'er. He grinned lewdly and reached for the bed.
Because he was generous with his money, giving some of the jewelry he dug up to the older palace maids
, everyone in Consort Yun's palace liked him. Even though Lan'er slept in his room all night, the maids
pretended not to know about their affairs, keeping it a secret from Consort Yun.
Lan'er was fast asleep when Li Xiaomin returned from playing outside, in high spirits. He quietly
undressed , looking at her fair and delicate naked body, and lowered his head to suckle her high, firm breasts.
Lan'er moaned softly a few times, opened her beautiful eyes, and seeing him return, smiled, embraced his
head, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her face flushed, enjoying the excitement her brother Xiaomin brought her.
Under Li Xiaomin's tutelage, she no longer questioned his actions. Although she felt her brother Xiaomin
was somewhat mysterious, she dared not ask too many questions out of respect for him. Therefore, even if Li Xiaomin was practicing his immortal arts in the dense forest
outside and didn't return all night, Lan'er would obediently sleep in his room all night, waiting for him
to come back.
That night, Li Xiaomin used his nimble fingers and tongue to bring Lan'er to orgasm several times before holding
her and falling asleep together.
Before falling asleep, he gently kissed the beautiful girl in his arms, thinking hazily, "We're
like husband and wife like this... It's just a pity... Alas!"
He sighed inwardly and thought, "My lower body has been feeling hot and itchy lately, and it gets even hotter after practicing immortal arts
. Could it be that I'm really close to achieving my goal?"
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The next night, Li Xiaomin sneaked out of the palace again.
In his rented room, Li Xiaomin changed into a white scholar's robe. Looking at himself in the mirror, he saw a handsome young man, a vision of
elegance and refinement. Overjoyed, he thought himself exceptionally handsome
, unmatched in the world. Indeed, he was a refined and outstanding eunuch.
Yueniang and You'er, also standing in the room, watched him smugly in his scholar's robes, covering their mouths and
laughing. They couldn't help but admire his extraordinary good looks; even princes of past dynasties couldn't compare.
Li Xiaomin had recently noticed that his appearance was constantly changing, becoming more and more like
his past self, like when he was a teenager. Yet, there were subtle differences, making him
infinitely more handsome than before. Perhaps the difference between handsome and ugly appearances lies only in these subtle details.
He paced back and forth in the room, pondering, "You'er, Yue Niang, where do you think we should
go play "
The two women had been in the palace for too long and were not very familiar with the outside world. Although they were excited and wanted to go out and see
this bustling world, they could only look at each other, not knowing where to go first.
Li Xiaomin took out a folding fan, opened it with a snap, and fanned himself lightly twice, displaying a dashing and debonair air. He
smiled and said, "Since you don't know, then I'll tell you. Let's go to the Qinhuai River and stroll around the pleasure boats!"
You'er was stunned for a moment, then blushed deeply, covering her face and scolding, "Young master, you're so lecherous! Isn't that
where prostitutes stay?"
Li Xiaomin nodded and said, "That's right, that's where I'm going to observe the people
's conditions. Maybe I can even meet some powerful people and learn about the current situation in the court."
Yue Niang chimed in, "Master is right. Master is a dragon among men; he can't stay in the palace for long. It's better to understand the political situation
as soon as possible before deciding on his future path."
Li Xiaomin was pleased by her flattery, his eyes crinkling with laughter. He nodded repeatedly, and led the
bewildered You'er and the hopeful Yue Niang out the door, heading towards the Qinhuai River.
Walking through the bustling streets, observing the throngs of people, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but admire Jinling.
It truly was an ancient city, so prosperous even in this era. He wondered about other capitals, but
perhaps none could rival its grandeur.
Reaching the Qinhuai River, he found it heavily guarded, with dozens of soldiers in gleaming armor
carefully .
Li Xiaomin, feeling uneasy and fearing they were there to arrest him, quickly hid to the side and climbed onto the riverbank .
From a rooftop, Li Xiaomin peered out into the shadows.
He saw lavishly decorated pleasure boats moored everywhere on the Qinhuai River. He could vaguely make out
beautiful women appearing and disappearing on the boats, their graceful figures swaying in the breeze. This stirred a longing in Li Xiaomin's heart, but he dared not approach.
After waiting for a long time, he finally saw two people appear on the largest pleasure boat and disembark.
Nearby soldiers surrounded them, their faces full of vigilance, loyally protecting the two. Li Xiaomin
understood that these soldiers weren't there to arrest him, but rather to guard these two.
He strained his eyes to see that the two were both very young, appearing to be fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in
luxurious , clearly sons of wealthy families.
The one in front had delicate features, skin like jade, and a touch of heroic spirit in his brows, yet was also extremely handsome;
if he were a woman, she would surely be a beauty that could topple kingdoms.
The boy following behind, seemingly younger than him, appeared frail but wore a wry smile,
secretly glancing at the boy in front, as if worried about something.
The two disembarked, and soldiers led over fine horses for them to ride. Just as they were about to leave,
they saw a dozen or so horses galloping towards the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River.
A group of soldiers immediately became alert, their hands on their sword hilts, surrounding the two boys.
As the horses approached, one of the boys spurred his horse forward, rushing to the two boys, and bowed with a smile
, saying, "Your Highness, what a coincidence to meet you here!"
The slightly younger boy bowed and smiled wryly, "Your Highness, it's quite a coincidence. Are you also here
for a visit "
Li Xiaomin was surprised, never expecting to encounter the crown princes of two different countries here.

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