[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - 3

In Chapter 5 of the first episode

, Li Xiaomin felt a surge of exhilaration. He had jumped out just now, partly to show off his martial arts skills and partly to look cool. He hadn't expected that martial arts masters would receive far less respect than court officials. The Chinese people's respect for officials is a long-standing tradition that has remained largely unchanged throughout history.
He coughed lightly, striking a pose of authority, and said in a deep voice, "Since I have already revealed my whereabouts, I will not hide it from you. I have received a secret order from the Crown Prince to summon you, with instructions!"
The two gang leaders, not quite understanding official jargon, could only vaguely guess, and kowtowed, saying, "What are your orders, sir? Please speak freely! We will obey!"
Li Xiaomin looked up to the sky and sighed, "Do you know that Northern Zhao is an enemy state of our Great Tang, and is now preparing to attack our Great Tang! You are heroes and valiant men of our Great Tang, who should be serving the country and fighting on the battlefield. Why are you turning against each other and fighting amongst yourselves for some small territory? Doesn't this cause pain to our loved ones and joy to our enemies?"
Hearing his righteous rebuke, the two gang leaders broke out in a cold sweat and kowtowed, saying, "We also want to serve our country, but alas, we have no way to do so, and have no choice but to mingle in the marketplace. Please understand, sir!"
Li Xiaomin shook his head and smiled, "I..." "That's exactly why. His Highness the Crown Prince has already informed His Majesty that a volunteer army needs to be established outside the regular army, and given special training. If the Northern Zhao and Chen Kingdoms attack in the future, this volunteer army can be a surprise attack! Are you willing to raise a volunteer army and serve the country loyally?"
His words were half classical and half vernacular, and the two gang leaders didn't quite understand them, but they guessed the general meaning and exclaimed in surprise, "Does Your Excellency mean that we should establish a volunteer army to prepare for war?"
Li Xiaomin smiled and said, "That's exactly what I mean. If you establish a volunteer army and make contributions on the battlefield, you will all be national heroes, and your future rise to prominence will be just around the corner! It's only because you are all heroes of the Jianghu, skilled in martial arts, and well-informed, that I reported to the Crown Prince that you will be the foundation for establishing the first volunteer army of our Great Tang!"
The two gang leaders were both surprised and delighted. If they could really become officials, it would definitely be better than being gangsters and collecting protection money. They immediately kowtowed, readily agreeing, hoping to climb the social ladder by associating with the Crown Prince. They reasoned that if the Crown Prince became emperor, they would be his confidants, rising in rank in no time.
These were all shrewd individuals. Although they hesitated to trust Li Xiaomin due to his young age, the gold token was undeniably genuine, and Li Xiaomin's high-pitched voice clearly indicated he was a palace eunuch. No one would believe he wasn't a confidant of the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was only fifteen years old; favoring young eunuchs was common, especially since this eunuch was highly skilled in martial arts, likely a master secretly trained by the imperial court. They frantically flattered him, uttering obsequious words while racking their brains for gifts to please the Crown Prince and the eunuch.
The two groups reconciled, becoming like family. To avoid upsetting their superior, the two leaders quickly ordered their men to carry the injured man back for treatment, while they accompanied their superior to a secret room in a nearby teahouse for a private discussion.
Li Xiaomin's trip was a sudden inspiration. While chatting with them, he secretly plotted his plan and quickly fabricated a lie. He claimed to be a close advisor to the Crown Prince, and therefore his affairs were matters of state secret, which could not be revealed to outsiders. He explained that he had been sent to gather heroes from the martial arts world to establish a righteous army. Therefore, this matter of the righteous army must not be told to anyone else; he instructed the gang members not to divulge it, lest it be discovered by the enemy and ruin their plans.
The three secretly discussed the matter in a secret room and finally decided to establish a training base at a remote farm owned by the Green Bamboo Gang outside the city, recruiting refugees for training. The training expenses would be initially covered by the two gangs, and reimbursed once the imperial court issued operating funds.
The two gang leaders weren't particularly concerned about the money. They usually had no way to present gifts to the Crown Prince, and now that they had an opportunity to curry favor, they were eager to seize it. They both readily agreed that the training expenses would be covered by the two gangs, without requiring a single penny from the imperial court!
Li Xiaomin shook his head and smiled, refusing, saying he would definitely repay them in the future. However, he was secretly worried about where to get the money to pay them for the army.
No matter what, this private army was the first army he had built up, and he had to get the money to train it into an elite force, waiting for the right moment to strike. After
much discussion, everything was settled, and the two gang leaders agreed to share the territory in the east of the city. Li Xiaomin bowed to them and took his leave, but the two gang leaders insisted on bowing and respectfully seeing him off.
Carrying the gifts the two gang leaders had given to the prince, Li Xiaomin walked triumphantly down the street. Suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves ahead and hurriedly hid in an alley, not daring to face the people.
A dozen horses slowly passed by on the street in front of the alley. The riders, each holding a sword or spear, vigilantly watched their surroundings, wary of assassins.
Under the moonlight, Li Xiaomin clearly saw that in the center of the procession was the young Crown Prince of Northern Zhao, Prince Liang, Zhao Guang, who was already flushed and staggering on his horse, clearly drunk.
A man who looked like a retainer rode beside him, supporting him, and said worriedly, "Your Highness, shouldn't we stay on the pleasure boat to avoid assassins on the road?"
Zhao Guang shook his head and sneered, "That lousy pleasure boat is full of vulgar women, they don't deserve my company! The only beautiful woman there even said she only sells her art, not her body, she really doesn't give me any face! Humph, if this were Bianliang, I would have already led my troops to wipe them out!"
The retainer said with a fawning smile, "These whores don't know what's good for them, Your Highness doesn't need to lower yourself to their level. When my army arrives, I will make these whores come to kowtow and apologize to Your Highness!"
Li Xiaomin, listening from the shadows, shook his head. This retainer also seemed to have drunk quite a bit, otherwise how could he be discussing how to send troops to attack the Tang Dynasty on the streets of Jinling?
Zhao Guang chuckled drunkenly, "This Southern Tang is all bark and no bite! Look at this assassination attempt today! If it weren't for our help, that Crown Prince would probably be dead here too! Ha, guess who did it, who was planning to end Li Zhao and Princess Zhenping's lives?"
The retainer frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Could it really be that Li Xu, the Prince of Luling, son of Consort Qin, sent someone to assassinate them? That's possible. His maternal grandfather, Qin Yuan, was a renowned general with many trusted confidants throughout the Southern Tang army. And those assassins were all highly skilled in martial arts, especially with their battle-hardened, chilling aura—clearly from the military. If the Qin family selected assassins from the army to kill Li Zhao and seize the Crown Prince's position, it wouldn't be surprising." "Go."
Zhao Guang shook his head and laughed, "Too simple! In my opinion, it's more likely that Li Xiong sent someone to do it!"
The retainer clapped his hands and exclaimed, "That's right! Prince Danyang, Li Xiong, is the eldest son of the emperor, so naturally he won't accept that Li Zhao took the position of crown prince. Although his mother died early, his maternal grandfather's family is wealthy and powerful. With their support, training a group of assassins wouldn't be difficult. If the assassination succeeds this time, that would be good; if it fails, they can frame Prince Luling, Li Xu, and make Li Zhao and Li Xu fight to the death! This is a brilliant plan! Your Highness can see through the trick at a glance; you are truly a genius, unmatched by anyone!"
Zhao Guang laughed heartily and led his men away into the distance.
Under the moonlight, a slender figure emerged from the shadows, watching the departing group from Northern Zhao, and sighed deeply.
Palace intrigue is indeed unbelievably treacherous. In the bustling city of Jinling, beset by powerful enemies from the outside and embroiled in internal court intrigues, the Southern Tang dynasty was on the verge of collapse.
However, this also created an opportunity for him. That righteous army was the foundation of his rise. If the time was right, and he
launched a surprise attack, who knew he might not achieve victory in one fell swoop? In this turbulent capital, where every move had far-reaching consequences, could a nobody eunuch not stir up a storm?
A surge of ambition welled up within Li Xiaomin. He believed that with his relentless efforts, he would surely become a great eunuch, remembered throughout history!
His mind filled with the glorious images of Zheng He and Wei Zhongxian, the ambitious young eunuch Xiaomin sat in his room, holding a stolen map, intently studying the political landscape.
History has changed drastically, seemingly since the Xia Dynasty, quite different from what he knew.
Yu's son established the Xia Dynasty, which stood for over a thousand years before being destroyed by the rebellious Qin Dynasty. Four hundred years later, the Qin Dynasty disintegrated, splitting and reuniting repeatedly. Five hundred years after the Song Dynasty, which had unified the world, it has seen countless states rise and fall, resulting in the current situation of multiple states coexisting.
However, Xiaominzi doesn't care much about foreign countries. Apart from the most powerful Northern Zhao and the neighboring Chen State, the others are not currently on his mind.
His current country calls itself the Tang Dynasty, but is referred to as the Southern Tang by other countries. Looking at the map's territory, Li Xiaomin also feels that the name Southern Tang is more appropriate.
In the Southern Tang palace, he mainly focuses on three princes.
Crown Prince Li Zhao, fifteen years old, is the sixth son of Li Yu, but was named Crown Prince because his mother is the Empress.
His maternal grandfather, Zhou Tai, was also quite powerful. As the Left Chancellor, with the help of Empress Zhou, the Zhou family, a powerful clan for generations, had become the most influential force in the court, with countless disciples, many of whom were high-ranking officials.
However, their influence could not extend too far into the military. The thirteenth prince, Li Xu, was thirteen years old and was enfeoffed as the Prince of Luling last year. His mother was Consort Qin, who was Li Yu's most favored concubine ten years ago and still enjoys great favor. Therefore, her son's status rose accordingly, and he was enfeoffed as a prince at a young age.
Consort Qin's father, Qin Yuan, was a famous general in the court, who had led troops in many campaigns and achieved great military exploits. Although he was now old, most of the generals in the army were his faction, and the army firmly stood on Li Xu's side.
The last prince worth noting was the eldest prince, Li Xiong, who was twenty-two years old and was enfeoffed as the Prince of Danyang by Li Yu.
His mother, Consort Qian, died young, passing away before becoming empress. However, his maternal grandfather, Qian Song, was the Right Chancellor of the Southern Tang Dynasty and possessed immense wealth. He owned numerous shops and was involved in various businesses. Most merchants in the Tang Dynasty relied on the Qian family's influence; without their permission, no upstart merchant could achieve anything in the marketplace.
At the time, Qian Song was merely a merchant himself. Although his family had been in business for generations and possessed considerable wealth, they could not compare to powerful clans like the Zhou family. However, Qian Song was adept at recognizing talent. Upon meeting Li Yu, the fifth prince, he subtly cultivated a relationship with him, showering him with gifts and money. Because Li Yu loved poetry, calligraphy, and painting, he spent a fortune buying valuable works for Li Yu to appreciate.
Qian Song's daughter, young and beautiful, was sent to Li Yu's residence as his concubine. At that time, Li Yu was still young, and he and Consort Qian were mutually attracted, soon giving birth to a son, Li Xiong. Previously, Li Yu had a daughter but no son. After this son was born, he cherished him dearly. Had Consort Qian not died young, the position of Crown Prince would most likely have belonged to Li Xiong.
Later, Li Yu's brothers all died of illness. Li Yu ascended the throne and, remembering his roots, promoted Qian Song, putting him in charge of the national economy. Gradually, he made him the Right Chancellor, a position of great power and influence. As a result, the Qian family's business almost monopolized the Tang Dynasty's economy.
However, no matter what, the Qian family was ultimately just a nouveau riche in politics, far inferior to the Zhou family, whose influence extended throughout the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, they could only helplessly be overshadowed by the Zhou family, and the position of Crown Prince was obtained by Li Zhao.
As these three princes grew older, they all left the palace to live at the age of eight or nine, raised by wet nurses and loyal female officials and eunuchs. Later, they were granted the title of prince and built their own residences, only occasionally being allowed to enter the palace to visit their mother.
Li Xiaomin pondered silently. Given Qian Song's talent and ambition, and his opportunistic nature, he certainly wouldn't give up if his grandson couldn't become crown prince. It wasn't impossible that he could secretly train assassins to kill the crown prince, frame Li Xu, and allow Li Xiong to become crown prince.
This was an internal threat. As for external threats, if the Chen Kingdom and the Northern Zhao joined forces to attack the Tang Dynasty, the Tang would likely be unable to resist. What Li Xiaomin needed to do was to quickly train an elite army before the northern troops entered the capital, to profit from the chaos, which might have unexpected results.
Since Heaven had given him this chaotic world, it was to allow him to build a foundation. Li Xiaomin gritted his teeth and secretly resolved that, no matter what, he must achieve great things! "
The rooster crows, the world turns white;
suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight,
the rooster grows back!"
Li Xiaomin sat on the bed, reciting his newly composed poem, tears streaming down his face, looking down at his somewhat unfamiliar body, sobbing uncontrollably.
This morning, when he opened his eyes, he found that Lan'er, who had just experienced a passionate night, was already up cleaning Consort Yun's room.
That chore was originally his, but ever since Li Yu's hasty departure, Consort Yun had been angry, blaming the eunuch for bringing bad luck. She no longer wanted him to clean the room, but instead made Lan'er do the work, as if to tire her out and vent her pent-up resentment.
Besides cleaning Consort Yun's room, Li Xiaomin didn't have to do any other chores; the other palace maids were already vying to do them. They often received pretty little trinkets from Li Xiaomin, and having no way to repay him, they did extra work for him so he could sleep in comfortably.
Without his beloved by his side, Li Xiaomin should have felt very bored. But he felt strange all over, as if something had been added to his body.
What was it? Was it passion? Li Xiaomin pondered this as he sat up, habitually looking down, and immediately froze.
After waiting so long, it finally appeared where it was meant to be, living up to expectations!
Although it arrived late, Li Xiaomin didn't blame it at all. He was so excited that tears streamed down his face as he hugged it and cried loudly. After
crying for a long time, Li Xiaomin wiped away his tears, smiled broadly, and choked out, "It seems that having ambition really makes a difference. Even a penis will spring up! It really gives me face!"
Thus, this eunuch, who had been appointed by Heaven, became even more determined to seize the throne. His heart was as hard as stone, and he would never back down.
However, despite his determination, he was still aware of his own limitations. With his current strength, if he were to lead his gang of thugs out to rebel, they would probably be wiped out before they even reached the palace gates.
Now, Li Xiaomin's task was to secretly cultivate his power and build an army while simultaneously infiltrating the imperial city and cultivating immortal arts and martial arts according to the methods recorded in the Heavenly Book, awaiting his mastery.
According to the Heavenly Book, their sect was formed by the combined disciples of Laozi and Tongtian Jiaozhu. The imperial palace, with its abundant spiritual energy, was the most suitable place to cultivate their immortal arts. Moreover, with their Yin-Yang dual cultivation technique, if one could find a noblewoman of the royal family as a vessel for focused cultivation, miraculous results would be achieved, allowing for rapid success and the attainment of powerful magic. Commanding wind and rain, or conjuring soldiers from beans, would be effortless. In battle, who could withstand such
power? At night, Lan'er, exhausted from a day's work at Yunfei's command, dragged her weary body back to her and Li Xiaomin's loving and sweet little house, hoping to find warmth and comfort there. This was the only hope that kept her going after a long and tiring day.
Everything here was filled with loving memories. To decorate the house beautifully, Lan'er spent all her time preparing, filling the entire room with exquisitely embroidered pillowcases, sheets, and tablecloths.
She opened the door and froze, staring at the room's furnishings.
Inside stood a large bathtub, filled with steaming hot water for bathing.
Li Xiaomin, dressed in soft clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed, a slight smile playing on his lips. His handsome face held a mixture of mystery, excitement, and tenderness.
Lan'er stared blankly at the tub, softly asking, "Where did all this come from?"
Li Xiaomin smiled and shook his head, saying calmly, "It's nothing, I've already prepared everything. Come and wash, I've just finished."
Getting this bucket of bathwater didn't take much effort at all. He simply used his jewelry to curry favor with the palace maid in charge of bathing utensils, borrowed the large bucket often used by Consort Yun, filled it with his honed superhuman strength and speed, and then boiled the water with his own Samadhi True Fire, creating this bucket of steaming hot bathwater.
After many days of cultivation, his Samadhi True Fire had achieved a small degree of mastery. Although it wasn't yet of great use, boiling this bucket of water wasn't difficult. However, if any cultivator in the world knew that he actually used the Samadhi True Fire, the most difficult technique to cultivate in immortal arts, to do such a thing, most would probably vomit blood and faint.
Lan'er knew of his great supernatural abilities and had a strange admiration for him. She didn't ask any questions, smiled happily, closed the door, and began to undress, revealing her snow-white skin.
Li Xiaomin smiled, silently admiring her beautiful body. His expression was calm, but his throat bobbed as he swallowed repeatedly.
He realized then that once he returned to his male body, both physiologically and psychologically, there were profound changes. The allure and impact of this girl's pristine body, which he was so used to seeing, was astonishing, making him feel dizzy.
Lan'er undressed, her snow-white, alluring body clearly visible to Li Xiaomin. She carefully stepped into the large wooden tub, smiling with delight, immersing herself in the water, splashing water to gently wash her jade-like form.
Li Xiaomin slowly approached, secretly swallowing, and pulled up a chair to sit beside the tub. He reached out and took a towel to wipe Lan'er's body, using the bath as an opportunity to grope her.
Lan'er smiled shyly, flinching slightly. As she grew older, although she and Li Xiaomin were mutually attracted and accustomed to such intimate gestures, she still felt a touch of shyness and couldn't fully open up.
Like a jade wall brushed clean of dust, Lan'er, refreshed and radiant, shone like a precious pearl.
When she stood up from the tub, she resembled a lotus emerging from the water, pure and ethereal. Water droplets dripped from her long, glossy black hair, complementing her stunning beauty and shy expression, making her look like a pure and flawless fairy.
Li Xiaomin couldn't help but gape, staring blankly at this exquisitely beautiful body, his heart pounding, a strong feeling of love welling up within him.
Lan'er smiled shyly, dried her hair and upper body with a towel, and was about to step out of the wooden tub when Li Xiaomin, having already come to his senses, grabbed a large bath towel, wrapped it around her, and held her in his arms. While wiping the water droplets from her body, he carried her to the bed and gently placed her on it.
Looking at the beautiful girl breathing slightly on the bed, Li Xiaomin lowered his head and pressed his lips to her cherry lips.
Lan'er trembled, responding to Li Xiaomin's kiss. For some reason, her brother Xiaomin felt different today, and his kiss seemed to be mixed with more emotion and excitement, making Lan'er secretly excited as well.
Night had fallen, enveloping the entire palace. Li Xiaomin smiled, climbed onto the bed, removed his clothes, and his hands skillfully roamed over Lan'er's body, teasing every sensitive spot. Her moans, like celestial music, filled the room, soft, delicate, and incredibly melodious.
He lowered his head and gently kissed away Lan'er's tears, determined to make this night a sweet memory for her forever.
Li Xiaomin raised himself and extinguished the oil lamp on the table a few steps away, plunging the room into darkness.
Immediately afterward, the girl's soft moans and the boy's heavy breathing filled the room; this night was destined to be a night of passionate and exciting love.
In the sky, stars twinkled. A new star in the center of the sky suddenly shone brightly, its light even faintly overshadowing the Purple Star, the symbol of the emperor.
In the Imperial Observatory, the astrologer observing the night sky shook his head and sighed. Although he didn't know whether it signified good or bad fortune, a deep sense of unease had already arisen in his heart.
Though the world was vast, whether it was the Taoist priest observing the stars, the lonely concubine sleeping in her pillow, or Emperor Li Yu of Tang gazing at the sky and weeping, none of them could imagine that from this night onward, there would be another man in the palace!
The only one.

Chapter Six of Episode 1: Deceiving the Master

At dawn, Li Xiaomin slowly awoke from his dream, feeling a warmth in his arms. He lowered his head, looking at Lan'er's sweetly smiling face, though a trace of tears still lingered at the corner of her eyes. He couldn't help but smile and gently kissed her soft, fragrant lips.
Last night, he had tormented her quite thoroughly. After their frenzy, he had used this pure young girl as a vessel to cultivate his immortal energy according to the dual cultivation method recorded in the Heavenly Book. Fortunately, he had set up an array in the room beforehand, preventing the sound from reaching outside. Otherwise, the nearby palace maids and concubines would likely have been kept awake by the blush-inducing sounds.
Suddenly, a loud crash came from the door; the tightly closed door was kicked open, and the room swung wide open.
Li Xiaomin was startled and hurriedly covered Lan'er's head with the quilt. Looking up, he saw a naturally beautiful woman with a fierce expression, her phoenix eyes cold and sharp, standing coldly at the door, her eyes filled with suppressed anger as she glared at him.
Her hair was piled high, adorned with a phoenix hairpin. A gentle breeze stirred her luxurious silk robe. Despite her angry expression, this stunningly beautiful woman possessed a mature and alluring charm that made Li Xiaomin swallow hard.
Yun Fei glared at Li Xiaomin, then stepped lightly into his room, asking in a low voice, "Is that little slut Lan'er here?"
Li Xiaomin inwardly cursed. He had been too excited last night and had forgotten to wake Lan'er for work this morning. Yun Fei must have woken up and found that Lan'er hadn't cleaned the room, so after washing and dressing, she rushed over to look for Lan'er, only to find her in her room and come here instead.
Li Xiaomin's face changed slightly, but he forced a dry laugh, "Your Highness, what are you saying? Lan'er is naturally resting in her room, how could she come here?"
Yun Fei snorted coldly, stepped into the room, and went straight to his bedside.
Li Xiaomin sighed inwardly, knowing that this matter was unlikely to end well, so he gave a wink to You'er, who was standing by the bed, and with a slight thought, issued an order to her.
Last night, You'er stood by the bed, staring with curious eyes, watching the live sex show all night long, which made her somewhat confused. Now, hearing her master's order, she quickly floated to the door and gently closed it.
After many days of cultivating immortal arts, she had finally made some progress, and her spiritual body was gradually beginning to materialize. Although she was still not as good as Yue Niang in offensive spells, she was already adept at everyday tasks such as closing doors and retrieving items.
Yue Niang was still in the Soul-Collecting Jade, hanging by the bedside, and could not come out at will unless summoned by Li Xiaomin. Li Xiaomin didn't want to summon her either. For something like this, there was no need to use the insidious attack spells she had practiced. Besides, facing such a stunning beauty, Li Xiaomin couldn't bring himself to be so ruthless.
Yunfei didn't notice the door closing silently behind her. She walked to Li Xiaomin's bedside, her face flushed with anger, and said coldly, "You little eunuch, hand over Lan'er!"
At this moment, Lan'er had also woken up, but Li Xiaomin had pressed her firmly under the covers, unable to move. Hearing her master's voice outside, she was terrified. Her delicate body pressed tightly against Li Xiaomin's naked body, trembling slightly. Small goosebumps rose on her jade-like skin from fear. Li Xiaomin felt the change in her skin and felt a surge of pity. He gently stroked her jade-like back while smiling apologetically, "Your Majesty, I was sleeping and my clothes were disheveled. Please leave for now, and I will come out and explain to Your Majesty after I have dressed."
Consort Yun had already noticed the slight bulge and gentle trembling under the covers, something strange. Hearing Xiaomin's attempt to cover it up, she couldn't contain her anger. She slapped Li Xiaomin hard across the face, yelling, "You damned eunuch, still so stubborn! I knew something was wrong with you two, but I never imagined you'd be so bold as to play these tricks in my palace!"
The blow to his cheek stunned Li Xiaomin, his head snapping to the side. Consort Yun seized the opportunity, lifting the covers and looking at the trembling young girl beside Li Xiaomin, she roared, "You two vile wretches, so young yet so bold, daring to play these fake phoenix and phallus tricks!
" Looking at the young man's naked body, Consort Yun couldn't help but blush, secretly thinking, "This brat has a good figure and such handsome features. If he weren't a eunuch, he'd probably seduce a whole bunch of girls, making them lose their appetites!"
But when she saw Lan'er naked and embracing him, Consort Yun felt a surge of jealousy and hatred for no reason. She grabbed Lan'er's disheveled hair and scolded through gritted teeth, "You little slut! You're so young, and you're already stealing men! I'll call the Imperial Household Department right now, and according to palace rules, have them beaten to death with sticks!"
Li Xiaomin was terrified. If the Imperial Household Department found out, he might really have to flee with Lan'er. If the guards discovered and surrounded them, it would be very dangerous for him to be alone. Lan'er might be hurt in the hail of swords. What should he do then?
Just as she was in a dilemma, she suddenly saw Consort Yun grab Lan'er's hair and shake her violently, ignoring her cries. With her other hand,
she reached out and pinched Lan'er's breasts hard, shouting, "You slut! No wonder your breasts are so big! It's because this damned eunuch touched them! Bah, how despicable!" Filled with hatred and jealousy, she raised her hand and began to punch Li Xiaomin and Lan'er indiscriminately, wishing she could beat the two adulterous servants to death so they wouldn't have to be so affectionate in front of her, bothering her.
Suddenly, a palm strike came flying, landing heavily on her cheek with a "smack." Consort Yun screamed in pain, taking a step back, staring in astonishment at Li Xiaomin on the bed, unable to believe that this damned eunuch dared to hit her!
Li Xiaomin, his face ashen, slowly climbed out of bed and stood proudly on it. He said in a deep voice, "You can call me 'dead,' I've already died once; but you're not allowed to call me a eunuch!"
Yunfei took another step back, her beautiful eyes wide with horror as she stared in disbelief at the naked eunuch standing on the bed: beneath his groin were parts that only men possessed! [Huaxia.com]
Although Yunfei had never seen a eunuch's genitals before, with her knowledge, she knew that such things should never grow there. Could it be that this eunuch was a man from outside the palace, who had infiltrated the palace with ulterior motives?
Consort Yun was terrified. She stumbled backward, pointing at Li Xiaomin and cursing, "You damned eunuch, you're finished! How dare you sneak into the palace and defile the women's quarters! I'll go get the guards right now and have them hack you to pieces!"
Li Xiaomin wasn't about to let her calmly call the guards. He laughed loudly, and You'er, who was guarding the door, gave Consort Yun a forceful shove, sending her staggering forward several steps until she fell to the ground in front of the bed, her eyes wide, completely bewildered.
Li Xiaomin crouched down, gently reaching out to grasp Consort Yun's high, flowing hair. He lifted her up forcefully, and looking at her beautiful face before him, he swallowed hard again.
The beauty before him was in her early twenties, radiating feminine charm. She had a stunning figure, high breasts, and a slender waist. Dressed in imperial robes, she was incredibly elegant. Her exquisite face was slightly pale with fear, and she no longer possessed her usual arrogant and fierce demeanor; instead, she looked rather pitiful.
Li Xiaomin sat naked on the bed, gazing at the rare beauty, his eyes burning with lust.
In the bedroom, naked and facing each other, if he could let go of such an alluring mature woman, he wouldn't be a man!
Consort Yun limped out of the room, leaving behind this place of torture filled with painful memories. Seeing the strange looks from the surrounding palace maids, her face flushed. She lowered her head, took a few quick steps, and stumbled back to her room, slamming the door shut.
Leaning against the door, Consort Yun felt a wave of weakness wash over her. Extreme grief and indignation surged within her, and her delicate body slid weakly to the ground. This beautiful palace maid, who had suffered so much humiliation at the hands of eunuchs, covered her face and sobbed. The palace
maids outside whispered amongst themselves, puzzled by what had happened that day.
In the morning, Lan'er hadn't gotten up on time, infuriating Consort Yun. After a hurried wash, she searched everywhere for Lan'er, then stormed into Xiaomin's room shouting and yelling, and then…
there was silence!
The door closed, and not a sound came from inside. The terrified palace maids were bewildered, yet dared not peek in. If they angered Consort Yun, they would be in deep trouble.
More than an hour passed before Consort Yun, looking haggard, staggered out of the child's room. Her gait was strange; had she accidentally injured her leg while instructing the child?
They hadn't realized that Consort Yun's injury was far more serious than a simple leg injury.
Lying alone on the bed, Consort Yun, pale-faced, silently wept. She thought of her painful groans in the room, and the wanton, lewd screams she made when the dead eunuch aroused her lust—all of which must have been heard by the palace maids outside. She was filled with shame, anger, and utter terror.
As a royal consort, to be violated by a fake eunuch who had infiltrated the palace—such a thing could not be known to anyone under any circumstances. While the fake eunuch would be executed by slow slicing, her own fate was far more tragic than she could imagine.
Born into a wealthy family, she had always been pampered, which had fostered her arrogant and domineering personality. However, this also instilled in her a deep affection for her family. If her family were to suffer shame and misfortune because of her, Consort Yun would absolutely not accept it and vowed never to let such a thing happen.
Therefore, she could only swallow her anger and remorse, thinking of how she had beaten and scolded that little eunuch in the past, filled with extreme regret. She only wished she had been more ruthless then, killing him severely, so that none of this would have happened!
She stayed in her room all day, refusing to let any palace maids into her room, but also daring not to beat or scold them again, fearing they would report her affair to the Imperial Household Department, which would be the end for her.
At noon, the door opened, and someone carried in food, casually closing the door behind them.
Consort Yun lay on the bed, feeling irritable. She angrily said, "Why are you bringing this in again? Didn't I say I didn't want to eat?"
As soon as she said this, she suddenly remembered that the palace maids held all her secrets. If she angered them, things would be bad.
Just as she was about to say something to make amends, she suddenly heard the man smile and say, "Your Majesty, if you're starving, who will keep me company while I sleep?"
Consort Yun was startled and sat up in bed. Looking at the handsome young man with his bright smile revealing his white teeth, she exclaimed in alarm, "You, how come it's you?"
Li Xiaomin smiled and said, "I was afraid you were starving, so I specially brought food in to eat with you!"
As he spoke, his face suddenly darkened, and he said angrily, "What do you mean by 'you'? What should you call me when you see me? Have you forgotten?"
Consort Yun was both ashamed and afraid, but remembering the way he had abused her in the room, she dared not disobey. She struggled to get up, got off the bed, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, saying, "Master, your concubine greets you!" Her
smooth forehead rested on the cold floor, and Consort Yun felt a surge of sorrow in her heart, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.
At dawn, Li Xiaomin lay side by side with Yunfei on her large bed in her boudoir. He casually kneaded her firm, high breasts, wondering absently,
"Am I going a bit too far?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiaomin told himself:
"Not at all excessive! Someone who treated me like that, even going so far as to report me and beat me to death—and who previously killed several eunuchs and palace maids—I've already been too lenient with her! Don't even mention me; if any of my former reading buddies were in my situation, they would definitely make the same choice! There's no other way; it's a forced measure of self-preservation. Perhaps some would even try to silence me, which would be far more ruthless than what I've done."
Thinking back to the carefree days of reading online, a smile involuntarily appeared on Li Xiaomin's face. He pondered to himself, if his former reading buddies were in this situation, what would they choose to do in this palace filled with beautiful women?
Like any normal man, Li Xiaomin made the same choice. Only in this way could it truly be considered reasonable!
Looking down at Yun Fei's beautiful face, seeing her peeking at him with a hint of fear, and what appeared to be tears in the corners of her eyes, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but smile. He reached out and stroked her cheek, then down her jade-like neck, kneading her smooth body. His skillful touch made Yun Fei gasp softly again.
His hand moved over her long, white legs, finally reaching her jade-like feet. Looking at her delicate, crystalline white feet, small and exquisite, and remembering how those feet had once kicked him hard in the buttocks, Li Xiaomin felt a surge of annoyance. He gently tickled the soles of Yun Fei's feet.
Yun Fei was ticklish, and her delicate body twisted slightly, rubbing against Li Xiaomin, arousing his lust. He reached out and pinched Yun Fei's smooth, bare buttocks, laughing, "Remember how you kicked me? Now I'm getting my revenge!"
Yun Fei's bright eyes immediately filled with fear, wondering how he would retaliate.
Suddenly, Lan'er's urgent voice came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Consort Chen is here!"
Li Xiaomin and Consort Yun, who were naked and embracing each other, were startled and hurriedly separated, scrambling to get dressed.
You'er, who had been guarding the bedside, used her meager spiritual power to help Li Xiaomin put on his eunuch robes, and then, together with Li Xiaomin, helped the clumsy Consort Yun dress.
After a couple of tries, seeing that it was too late, Li Xiaomin simply pressed Consort Yun under the covers, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Pretend to be sick!"
Consort Yun woke up, pulled the covers up to her neck, covering her half-dressed body, her heart pounding, terrified that Consort Chen would discover her embarrassing situation.
A soft laugh came from outside, followed by a woman's voice saying, "Good sister, why haven't you come to see me these past few days?"
The voice was full of coquettish languor, seemingly concealing endless teasing and temptation, sounding extremely alluring.
Upon hearing the voice, Li Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat, and he was secretly amazed: "How can this voice excite me so much just by hearing it?"
The door opened, and a young and beautiful woman stepped in. Seeing Yunfei lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, with a young eunuch standing by the bedside, she couldn't help but smile and say, "Sister, why are you sleeping in bed in broad daylight?"
Li Xiaomin, holding a whisk, stood respectfully by the bedside. Stealing a glance, he saw that the woman seemed to be a year or two older than Yunfei. Her appearance was vaguely similar to Yunfei's, and she was also extremely beautiful, with a seductive figure, a curvaceous body, high breasts, and a slender waist. Her figure seemed even more alluring than Yunfei's. Her eyes, brimming with spring-like allure and captivating charm, astonished Li Xiaomin: "Where did such a beauty come from? So beautiful and seductive, is she a famous courtesan of our time?"
Consort Chen raised a glance at the young eunuch standing beside Consort Yun's bed. He was handsome, with delicate features and a well-proportioned figure. His striking good looks were unlike anything she had ever seen before, and her eyes lit up. She smiled charmingly, "Good sister, no wonder you wouldn't get out of bed. It turns out there's something good happening here!"
Seeing her alluring smile, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. He thought to himself, "She's so seductive. Just that smile is enough to make me lose my temper!" A flame seemed to burn within him.
Consort Yun blushed and hurriedly said, "Sister, you're joking again! I suddenly felt unwell, that's why I didn't go out to greet you. Please forgive me!"
Consort Chen swayed her slender waist and walked over with a seductive gait. She sat down next to Consort Yun, took her hand, and smiled, "Good sister, what are you saying? We're cousins and both in the palace, so we're like sisters. There's no need for formalities. A few days ago, I wasn't feeling well, and I'm so grateful for your frequent visits. Now that I've recovered, I've come to return the favor. Thank you!"
As she spoke to Consort Yun, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Xiaomin with a smile, saying in a sweet voice, "What a handsome little eunuch! Good sister, you're so lucky!"
Although Li Xiaomin was an adult in his previous life, he had never encountered such a flirtatious and bold woman. His face flushed red under her teasing gaze, and he lowered his head involuntarily.
Consort Yun, however, knew that her favorite was handsome eunuchs. Looking up at the strong young man who had just given her such a hard time, she felt both amusement and fear, wondering how he would handle her cousin's advances.
She and Consort Chen both came from wealthy families, with Consort Chen's family being even richer. Since arriving at the palace, the two cousins had initially planned to unite in favor of the emperor, but the fickle king had ultimately forgotten them. Now that Li Yu was impotent and unable to comfort them, the naturally alluring Consort Chen was filled with unbearable thirst for male gratification, and thus set her sights on handsome young eunuchs.
Unfortunately, the eunuch department was recently short-staffed due to the punishment of several eunuchs for fighting while drunk, resulting in low efficiency and a lack of available personnel. They were unwilling to assign them to these past-their-prime concubines. The eunuchs in Consort Chen's quarters were all incredibly crude and stupid, making her feel disgusted at first sight. She had no desire for any intimate contact with them.
A few days ago, Consort Chen fell ill due to depression and only recently recovered. Feeling bored today, she went to visit Consort Yun. Upon entering, she saw the handsome Li Xiaomin standing by the bed, and her heart skipped a beat, her mouth went dry, and she developed a strong interest in the young eunuch.
Although she secretly desired him, she maintained a calm demeanor, smiling sweetly as she beckoned him with her hand, saying, "Good boy, come here, let me take a look!"
Knowing he was now a eunuch, Li Xiaomin reluctantly went over and bowed, saying, "This servant greets Your Highness Consort Chen!"

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