[Fantasy] A Eunuch Breaks into the Inner Palace (Complete) - 9

Chapter 1 of Episode 3:

A Day in the Sky After a good night's sleep, Li Xiaomin sat in his room, feeling somewhat bored.
Lan'er had been serving Consort Yun, and now, under his protection, Consort Yun dared not hit or scold her, nor even order her to do chores; she practically treated her like a queen.
However, as a eunuch, he couldn't very well ask a palace maid to serve him. Therefore, although he wanted Lan'er to come to his room, to save face, Li Xiaomin had to stay here alone.
Going to Consort Yun's palace for a tryst, with Lan'er accompanying him, was a good idea, but unfortunately, they lived far away. If Li Xiaomin didn't want to make a sensational trip to Consort Yun's palace, he would have to walk a long way to reach her. After a night of debauchery with Princess Zhenping, Li Xiaomin didn't want to go there yet.
Bored, he called Yue Niang out for a chat.
Moon Maiden floated out of the Soul-Gathering Jade, appearing languid and alluring, her eyes hazy as she gazed at Li Xiaomin. She said sweetly, "Master, I was cultivating. Why did you call me out again? Do you want to enjoy my body again after you just finished with that princess?"
Li Xiaomin gently patted her head and scolded, "How could that be! I just remembered that your move with Princess Zhenping last night was quite effective. How did you learn it?"
Moon Maiden tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled, "I don't know how I learned it. It just seemed to suddenly appear in my mind. Perhaps it was from refining that strange spiritual energy that I naturally gained this ability?"
"Then can I have this ability too?" Li Xiaomin asked expectantly.
Moon Maiden covered her mouth and chuckled, "Master, what strange thing are you planning to do again! Actually, it seems there's a description of something like this in the book the immortal bestowed upon you."
"Really?" Li Xiaomin flipped through the celestial book, and with Moon Maiden's help, he indeed found a small immortal technique called "Heart-Bewitching Technique." It said that if one could master it, one could use this technique to make a woman fall deeply in love with the caster, and she would do anything he asked.
Li Xiaomin was surprised, "The celestial book records something like this? As expected of the Tongtian Sect Master's branch, they have all sorts of strange immortal techniques!"
However, this technique consumed a great deal of immortal power, and with Li Xiaomin's current abilities, he probably couldn't truly unleash its power. Moreover, the chance of failure was high, and it also depended on the constitution of the woman being treated. Even the immortals who created this technique might not have been able to achieve the desired result when casting it.
But Li Xiaomin was very excited. Just thinking about using this technique to make all the beauties in the palace fall in love with him made him feel hot, and he began to practice with all his heart.
However, while this magical art was easy to learn, unleashing its full potential was difficult. Li Xiaomin practiced repeatedly, but only managed to grasp a superficial understanding.
After practicing for a while, Li Xiaomin grew tired and stopped to consider his options. He decided to go to Consort Xiao's room again to study poetry and calligraphy with Qingling. After all, a cup of soothing tea after the intense pleasure of lovemaking would feel much better. So he went out and walked slowly to Consort Xiao's residence in the peach grove.
Consort Xiao and her daughter, pitying him for entering the palace at a young age and being orphaned, and amazed by his extraordinary magical abilities, valued him highly and treated him with great kindness. Li Xiaomin also felt a certain attachment to them, feeling as if they were his family. Seeing him arrive, Consort Xiao smiled and invited him to sit down, then followed Qingling into the study.
This time, he asked to learn calligraphy from Qingling, who didn't object, and the two began their lesson.
At first, Li Xiaomin felt uncomfortable writing calligraphy, his pen-holding posture was all over the place, and no
matter how much Qingling taught him, he couldn't correct it. Helpless, Qingling had to teach him how
to hold the pen herself, guiding his hand as he wrote, and sure enough, his writing became very delicate. Feeling his smooth, jade-like hand holding his, Li Xiaomin's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Qingling, feeling a little itchy.
Qingling seemed to sense this, looked up at him, her jade-like cheeks slightly flushed, and released his hand, letting him learn to write on his own.
But once she let go, Li Xiaomin couldn't hold the pen again. Qingling sighed softly and had no choice but to take the little eunuch's hand again and teach him to write.
Thus, under Qingling's patient guidance, Li Xiaomin finally mastered the correct pen-holding posture, and his writing gradually became more presentable.
While writing, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from Qingling, Li Xiaomin's heart stirred, and he stole glances at the elegant and beautiful woman beside him, feeling a powerful attraction drawing him to her side.
Consort Xiao entered with a smile, carrying a plate of fruit. She went into the study and said softly, "Xiao Minzi, don't write too much. Take a break and have some fruit."
Xiao Minzi agreed, took the fruit, thanked her, and ate with Qingling.
While eating, he secretly admired the beautiful and elegant mother and daughter. Both women were equally beautiful and attractive; one was a young girl, full of knowledge and talent, like a budding flower; the other was gentle and virtuous, yet also stunningly beautiful, captivating all who beheld her. Li Xiaomin often came here, not only to write but also to feel close to them, though he wondered what their relationship would become in the future.
Li Xiaomin shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore. He finished his meal in a few bites and began practicing calligraphy.
At noon, the imperial kitchen delivered lunch. Because Li Xiaomin had given detailed instructions, the eunuchs in the imperial kitchen all knew that Consort Xiao and Eunuch Li had a close relationship, and that Eunuch Li sometimes even ate lunch at her place. Therefore, they all went out of their way to curry favor with her. Some rare and exotic items that even the Emperor and Empress couldn't afford were sent to Consort Xiao so that she and Eunuch Li could enjoy them together.
Li Xiaomin himself understood this principle. If the Emperor became addicted to overly rare foods, it would only cause trouble for the imperial kitchen. What if the Emperor suddenly wanted to indulge in several large meals? Wouldn't that drive all the eunuchs in the imperial kitchen to desperation? Consort Xiao didn't have this problem. As the head of the imperial kitchen, Li Xiaomin naturally understood the situation and wouldn't force the eunuchs and cooks to find rare and unavailable items to satisfy their cravings. Therefore, the eunuchs were happy to send rare items to her to please their superior.
With them being so clever and shrewd, Li Xiaomin, sitting in his leadership position, couldn't help but consider whether to promote some capable cadres or increase their salaries to motivate them more.
This time, lunch was delivered by four eunuchs carrying large food boxes. Besides the palace maids' lunches, which were now several times more lavish, there were over a dozen dishes, filling the table with rare and exotic delicacies from various regions—even the Empress's lunch might not be so sumptuous. The three sat at
the table, eating and chatting idly, enjoying themselves like a happy family of three.
After lunch, the palace maids came to clear the dishes. Qingling, being delicate and a little tired, said goodbye to Li Xiaomin and went back to her room to sleep.
Li Xiaomin had been with them for many days and was already familiar with them, so there was no awkwardness between them. He was reluctant to leave and sat with Consort Xiao, chatting idly.
As they talked, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but imagine what Qingling looked like when she was fast asleep. His heart itched, and he wanted to peek at the picture of the sleeping beauty, but he was a little embarrassed with Consort Xiao present.
Consort Xiao noticed this and covered her mouth with her long sleeve, laughing, "Xiaomin, what are you looking at? Do you want to wander around the room?"
Li Xiaomin's face flushed slightly, and he chuckled dryly, "Your Majesty is teasing me again. I'm already very happy to be talking with Your Majesty; I wouldn't have any other thoughts."
Consort Xiao smiled and said, "Then what mischievous idea are you plotting with those darting eyes?"
Hearing her charming laughter, Li Xiaomin's heart stirred. Looking up, he saw the beautiful woman in palace attire, her face blooming with a playful smile, appearing like a young girl, still pure and innocent. Li Xiaomin's heart fluttered, and he couldn't resist reaching out to grasp her hand. It was smooth, warm, and soft to the touch.
Consort Xiao blushed, trying to pull her hand away, but Li Xiaomin held it tightly.
Consort Xiao was slightly alarmed. This Xiaomin was so bold; it was one thing to do this to her, but if he caused trouble with other concubines, his life might be in danger. Just as she was about to offer some serious advice, she suddenly noticed a strange light flashing in his dark, bright eyes. She froze, staring at that light, her mind reeling, as if her entire soul had been drawn into his eyes.
Li Xiaomin forcibly activated his Enchanting Heart Technique, but after less than a second, he could no longer sustain the immense drain on his immortal power. He had to withdraw the technique, panting heavily, feeling utterly exhausted.
Looking at Xiao Shufei, her phoenix eyes were already glazed, her fragrant lips slightly parted, and her jade-like face was gradually moving closer to him. Li Xiaomin was overjoyed. Although he was completely weak, he still managed to reach out and embrace Xiao Shufei's soft, delicate body, lowering his head to press his lips to the fragrant lips of this gentle and beautiful woman.
The moment their lips touched, Xiao Shufei felt a thunderous roar in her mind, as if her entire soul was about to explode. Her spirit drifted, disoriented, not knowing where she was. Only the handsome young man's slightly domineering kiss captivated her entire being.
Their lips and tongues intertwined. Li Xiaomin sucked on her smooth, fragrant tongue while tightly embracing her delicate body. His hand slipped beneath her magnificent palace dress, caressing her smooth, snow-white skin before slowly moving to her breasts, grasping and gently kneading Xiao Shufei's soft, supple nipples. His other hand roamed over her body, patiently taking advantage of her, gradually moving to her slender waist and slipping inside her robes.
They kissed deeply for an unknown amount of time when a soft cry suddenly rang in their ears, followed by a loud thud, as if something had fallen to the ground and shattered.
Startled awake, they hastily separated and turned to see Qingling standing at the bedroom door, her eyes wide with disbelief. On the floor in front of her embroidered shoes lay some ink and brushes, and a broken inkstone.
She had just been about to sleep when she remembered that Xiaomin needed to practice calligraphy more, so she had gathered the ink and brushes, along with her favorite inkstone, and gone to call him back to give them to him.
Just as he finished finding his things and stepped outside, he was shocked to see Xiaominzi being intimate with his mother, his hands groping her body. Startled, he dropped and broke the inkstone.
Li Xiaomin looked at Qingling, realizing the situation was bad. He wanted to explain, but she had witnessed everything; there was nothing left to say. He was filled with anxiety.
Qingling's face flushed with shame and anger. She covered her face and ran back to her bedroom, slamming the door shut.
Li Xiaomin ran to the door, wanting to push it open, but he didn't know what to say. He paced anxiously in front of the door, looking at Xiao Shufei, her face flushed, her clothes disheveled, and her hair disheveled, unsure what to do.
Consort Xiao looked pale and looked at him, sighing softly. She lowered her head and whispered, "You should go back first. I'll try to persuade her."
Li Xiaomin hurriedly bowed, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He could only sigh softly, walk out the door, then turn back and say, "Don't worry, try to persuade her first. I'll come to see you when she calms down."
Consort Xiao saw him to the door, then smiled bitterly, "These next few days, please don't come. I... I need some peace and quiet."
Li Xiaomin was startled, staring intently at Consort Xiao. He saw her pale face, her eyes darting around, seemingly filled with remorse for her transgression, her face flushed with shame.
Under Li Xiaomin's gaze, Consort Xiao felt even more ashamed, covering her face with her long sleeves and rushing into the house, not daring to look at this troublesome young woman again.
Li Xiaomin had no choice but to sigh deeply, turn and leave, his own heart filled with turmoil.
Walking within the palace walls, Li Xiaomin licked his lips, savoring the lingering sweet scent of Consort Xiao. His heart was filled with a mixture of turmoil and joy. He secretly vowed to find a way to resolve this matter, no matter what.
Li Xiaomin strolled to his residence and was surprised to see Princess Zhenping leading a large group of palace maids, pacing anxiously back and forth in front of his door.
Feeling guilty, Li Xiaomin hastily used his still-unskilled illusion technique to make his skin even whiter and to compress his skeletal structure to make himself shorter, further different from Li Bai's appearance.
He was disguising himself when a sharp-eyed palace maid spotted him and exclaimed excitedly, "Princess, he's over there!"
All the palace maids turned to look and, seeing Li Xiaomin hiding in the distance, rushed over, surrounding him and giggling, "We've finally found you!"
Surrounded by beauties and hearing the sweet whispers of women, Li Xiaomin smiled wryly, "My dear ladies, what brings you here?"
The palace maids giggled, "It's not us looking for you, it's Her Highness the Princess!"
Princess Zhenping also happily approached, grabbing Li Xiaomin's shoulder and laughing, "You can catch ghosts, can't you?"
Li Xiaomin scratched his head and mumbled, "I suppose so. Although my ancestral magic isn't quite perfect yet, one or two ghosts can't harm me.
" Princess Ping clapped her hands and laughed, "That's wonderful! My sister-in-law's maternal uncle seems to be troubled by ghosts. Would you go and take a look?"
Li Xiaomin dared not disobey the princess's order, nodding in agreement while secretly thinking, "Who is her sister-in-law? Ah! Isn't that the Crown Princess's maternal uncle, the one from Wan Zida's family?"
Thinking of how he had already slaughtered that entire family, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's probably not just trouble; all the men in that family have been combed, there probably aren't any left."
Princess Ping had come this time after hearing about the Wan family's situation and seeing the Crown Princess weeping, she felt sorry for her. Remembering that Xiaomin could exorcise ghosts, she volunteered to find him and ask him to help resolve the Wan family's crisis. She had already obtained the Empress's decree, and taking the opportunity, she changed into the robes of a Crown Prince's attendant, then took Li Xiaomin and left the palace for the Wan residence.
Sitting in the carriage, Li Xiaomin kept his head down, not daring to speak or move, afraid that Princess Ping would see through his disguise. Princess Zhenping, however, looked at him with great curiosity, marveling at the fact that such a similar person existed in the world. Except for slightly fairer skin, shorter stature, and a higher-pitched voice, Xiaominzi was practically a carbon copy of Li Bai.
Suddenly remembering something, she grabbed Li Xiaomin's sleeve and excitedly exclaimed, "Xiaominzi, you're also surnamed Li! Do you know someone named Li Bai?"
Li Xiaomin was startled and frantically shook his head like a rattle-drum, refusing to admit he knew anyone named Li Bai.
Princess Zhenping pressed him for details until she confirmed that there was no one named Li Bai among Xiaominzi's Li clan. Disappointed, she sighed and released his grip, then suddenly remembered, "I'm also surnamed Li. People with the same surname shouldn't marry. What if my father and mother don't allow me to marry that Li Bai?"
Since he had taken advantage of her, she was now his woman and could never marry anyone else. Princess Zhenping's heart was in turmoil; she sat in the carriage, lost in thought, deeply troubled by this matter. Li Xiaomin was happy that she didn't bother him. He lowered his head, closed his eyes to rest, and dared not speak to her lest he arouse suspicion.
Princess Zhenping thought long and hard, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Xiaominzi, what's your opinion on marriage between men and women with the same surname?"
Li Xiaomin was dozing off when he suddenly heard this question, and casually replied, "What era are we living in? Still clinging to these old rules! As long as they're not close relatives, they can get married. What's the big deal?"
He groggily raised his head and, seeing that it was Princess Zhenping who had asked the question, was taken aback. He hurriedly smiled and said, "Nowadays, even close relatives like cousins can marry, let alone those with the same surname? If it really doesn't work, we can just have one of them change their surname; it won't take much trouble."
Princess Zhenping's eyes lit up, and she suddenly remembered a historical record: "A former emperor surnamed Liu once wanted to marry the daughter of a minister surnamed Liu in his court. His brother, Liu Yi, advised him that marriage between people with the same surname was forbidden, but another courtier countered that the minister was not of the same clan as him, and as long as their ancestors were different, marriage was fine. Therefore, the emperor was delighted, welcomed the Liu woman into the palace, and made her empress. Marriage between people with the same surname was forbidden." "It's just talk. Li Bai said he's from out of town, born in the far north, some kind of Soviet Union. As long as he's not a member of our imperial family, it's fine! Besides, few people in Jinling know him. We can just make him change his name, right?"
Thinking this, Princess Zhenping felt a sudden sense of clarity, her vision brightening. She patted Li Xiaomin's shoulder forcefully and said happily, "You're right, Xiaomin, thank you so much this time!"
Xiaomin chuckled dryly, rubbing his shoulder where she had patted him, thinking to himself, "What does she mean? Does she really want to marry me? If I say this, am I just asking for trouble?" His heart grew increasingly troubled.
Both lost in their own thoughts, the carriage suddenly jolted and stopped.
Li Xiaomin got out of the carriage, seeing they had arrived at the Wan residence, and eagerly reached out to help Princess Zhenping alight. However, Princess Zhenping refused to let this young eunuch touch her precious body, waving his hand away and stepping down from the carriage herself.
Li Xiaomin grumbled a few times to himself, then followed her to the Wan residence's gate, only to find it tightly shut, with many soldiers guarding the entrance, forbidding anyone from entering.
Princess Zhenping took out a warrant from her bosom and handed it to the leading officer. Upon seeing that the warrant was written in the Crown Prince's own handwriting and that the visitor was a close attendant of the Crown Prince, the officer hurriedly bowed, not daring to neglect the two men.
Princess Zhenping walked to the gate of the Wan residence and was about to push it open when the officer hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Wait! Something strange is going on inside. Several of my colleagues went in and never came out again!"
Princess Zhenping asked in surprise, "If they won't come out, why don't you go in and look for them?"
The officer smiled bitterly, "If only we could find them! I've already sent dozens of soldiers in, but they've all disappeared without a trace; not one of them has returned with news!"
Princess Zhenping was startled and took a few steps back, looking at the gate, and asked in astonishment, "What should we do now?"
The officer shook his head and smiled bitterly, while Li Xiaomin also lowered his head and pretended to be confused, leaving Princess Zhenping to think of a solution alone.
Princess Zhenping thought for a moment, wanting Xiaominzi to go in and scout ahead, but then she remembered, "He's my sister's adopted brother. Judging from how she treats him, she cares about him a lot. If something happens to him, I'm afraid she won't let it go!"
She turned to the officer and ordered, "Send a few more soldiers in to scout ahead!"
The officer was startled. Although he wanted to refuse, he dared not offend the Crown Prince's close attendant, so he had to call his personal guards and order, "Send someone in to scout ahead!"
The guards themselves dared not go, yet dared not disobey the general's order, so they grabbed a nearby soldier, pushed him to the gate, forcefully opened the gate, and shoved him inside.
Princess Zhenping watched the soldier walk in, sobbing, and suddenly remembered something. She shouted, "Whatever you see inside, come back and report quickly! Don't stay too long!"
The officer shook his head and smiled bitterly behind her, knowing that the soldier would probably be inside for a long time, and it might be dark before he came out.
Inside the mansion, a thick fog enveloped everything, obscuring all view from the outside. Soldiers who entered were instantly swallowed by the fog, their forms completely obscured.
Princess Zhenping, staring blankly at the fog, suddenly saw the mansion's gate move by itself, slamming shut as if it had never been opened before.
Princess Zhenping waited in astonishment and fear at the gate. After a long while, when the soldier still hadn't emerged, she couldn't help but order her officer to send another soldier in to scout.
Another short while passed, and still no movement from within the mansion. Princess Zhenping dared not say another word, turning back to Li Xiaomin with pleading eyes, hoping he could come up with a solution.
Looking into her timid eyes, Li Xiaomin recalled the same look she had given him when she was writhing beneath him, and a surge of warmth rose in his heart. He smiled and said, "Princess, do not worry. I have already seen through the fog and devised a plan that will break it in one fell swoop!"
Princess Zhenping exclaimed in delight, "That's wonderful! Quickly break through this ghostly fog!"
Li Xiaomin shook his head and said, "Being outside the mansion, it's difficult to break the illusion. I can only break the spell and rescue those trapped inside if I go inside."
Princess Zhenping's face showed alarm, and she cried out, "Once you go in, you won't be able to get out! It's very dangerous! And with such a thick fog inside, who knows if there are ghosts or monsters inside?"
Thinking of the many man-eating monsters that might be hiding in the fog, Princess Zhenping felt a chill run down her spine and couldn't help but take a step closer to Xiaomin.
Li Xiaomin shook his head and smiled, "As long as it pleases the princess, what does this little danger matter!"
Princess Zhenping looked at him in surprise, seeing the resolute expression on his handsome face. She was both moved and guilty, thinking of how she had treated Xiaominzi in the past, and now he was risking his life for her. She felt ashamed and secretly grateful for Xiaominzi's righteous act.
Xiaominzi smiled proudly, strode to the gate, and with an indomitable spirit, pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside.
The sound of the door closing echoed behind him. Although the fog was thick, Li Xiaomin could still see the scenery within it. He saw dozens of soldiers wandering aimlessly in the fog, only able to circle within a few feet, unable to escape the illusion of the formation, walking along an endless road. Several generals in their uniforms had already collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to walk any further.
Li Xiaomin channeled his immortal energy and called out in his mind. Soon, a little ghost, dressed in tattered armor and looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, floated down from the air, flew to Li Xiaomin, knelt down, and kowtowed, saying respectfully, "This little ghost, Lin Li, is here on General Sha's orders, waiting for your arrival, Master!"
Li Xiaomin frowned and asked, "Where are the others? Why haven't they removed the bewitching array yet?"
Lin Li replied with a smile, "Master, please forgive me. General Sha and his companions have already taken all the valuables from the Wan family mansion and left to return to the palace to cultivate their spiritual power. Only this little ghost is left here to guard the place, awaiting your next order."
Li Xiaomin slapped his forehead, only then realizing that he had only ordered the bewitching array to be set up, but had not ordered it to be removed after all the valuables had been taken, so that the women of the Wan family and any outsiders who had accidentally fallen into the bewitching array while visiting the Wan family mansion could leave.
"It was all my carelessness," Li Xiaomin said with a wave of his hand and a smile. "Alright, alright, it's not your fault. Put away the bewitching array! By the way, I see you're quite clever. Why don't you come with me and be my messenger? That way, I can send you to inform General Sha and the others if anything happens."
Lin Li's face lit up with joy, and he prostrated himself in obeisance, accepting the appointment.
Remembering that he often had to do things that others couldn't know about, and to prevent this little devil from spying on his privacy, Li Xiaomin ordered him to stay by his side and obey orders, neither too far nor too close, basically between fifty and one hundred paces.
This one hundred paces was the maximum distance Li Xiaomin could use to communicate with his ghost servant. Beyond one hundred paces, with Li Xiaomin's current abilities, he could no longer summon ghost guards to obey his orders.
Lin Li bowed again to accept the order, stood up on the main road of the mansion, waved his two bare ghost arms, and chanted incantations. The mist gradually thinned and finally disappeared without a trace.
The bizarre illusions that had trapped the soldiers in the maze suddenly vanished, and the brightly lit roads and buildings of the Wan Mansion appeared before them. The soldiers looked around blankly, unsure of where they were.
"Amitabha!" A long chant echoed from above. The soldiers looked up and saw a handsome young man dressed as a eunuch, standing atop a pavilion. His hands formed a hand seal, his face solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Generals, do not panic. I have broken the illusion. You may temporarily leave the mansion so that the officers outside can come in and treat those inside."
The soldiers stared at him blankly. Seeing the young eunuch standing high on the rooftop, his robes fluttering in the wind, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, they were both surprised and delighted. They hurriedly helped up the exhausted generals and their companions who had collapsed to the ground, and together they walked out of the Wan mansion.
The soldiers outside the mansion cheered with joy upon seeing them emerge, rushing forward to receive them and help them to rest and recuperate.
The leading officer, who had been guarding outside the mansion, led his men into the mansion and, following Li Xiaomin's orders, went to each room to treat those in the Wan mansion.
Princess Zhenping followed the crowd into the mansion. Looking at Li Xiaomin standing high above, ethereal and otherworldly, the sunlight illuminating his fair face, his skin as translucent as jade, she was both amazed and impressed. She thought to herself, "Such beautiful skin! Not only better than Li Bai's, but even I fear I cannot compare!"
Lowering her head, Princess Zhenping thought shyly, "He is so talented and so handsome; it's just a pity he's a eunuch. Otherwise, I wonder how many girls he would seduce!"
Thinking this, Princess Zhenping sighed inwardly, her heart filled with sympathy and regret for Xiaomin's tragic fate.
Suddenly, a wail arose from afar. The trapped women had discovered the murdered men and servants. The women and servants, already exhausted from being trapped for so long, were utterly dejected. Seeing their loved ones killed, many fainted from grief.
Li Xiaomin felt utterly bored. Remembering that he was the culprit behind the tragedy—though it was for self-preservation, and the Wan family and their wicked servants deserved their fate—he still felt uneasy seeing the women weeping. He made an excuse and slipped away.
Sitting in the carriage, Li Xiaomin stared blankly. Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Princess Zhenping stepped onto the carriage, patted his shoulder, and looked at him with sparkling eyes, smiling, "Xiaomin, you did an excellent job today! In my opinion, you're no less capable than those sorcerers from the Guishan Sect!" The Guishan Sect
was the sect of the sorcerers who had come to the palace to exorcise demons. Their leader had been the protector of the Southern Tang Dynasty for centuries. Li Xiaomin was also curious about the sect and seized the opportunity to ask, "Princess, why didn't the Guishan Sect sorcerers come to exorcise the demons? Instead, they called..." "Me?"
Princess Zhenping shook her head and sighed, "Who knows what happened? The Guardian Master of the Guishan Sect has been missing for three years, and his fellow disciples have all disappeared without a trace. Last time, his disciples and grand-disciples came to the palace, but they suffered heavy casualties. Now, they've closed the gates of their Taoist temple, and no one knows where they've all gone. Perhaps they feel ashamed of what happened last time and are too embarrassed to stay in Jinling?"
Li Xiaomin was puzzled. How could a Taoist sect with a history of hundreds of years disappear so easily?
Before he could think further, Princess Zhenping patted his shoulder and laughed, "Little Minzi, you're so capable, it must have been a waste of your talent in the palace! Now that you've rendered such a great service, how about this, just tell me what you want, and I'll reward you with anything!"
Li Xiaomin thought to himself, "Give me yourself as a slave, I won't ask for anything else."
Of course, he couldn't say such things aloud, so he just chuckled dryly, "Princess, what are you saying? I only did what I should do. Your happiness is my greatest blessing, how could I dare ask for any reward?"
Princess Zhenping was even more pleased to see his humility and laughed, "How about this, if you ever take a fancy to any pretty palace maid, I'll tell my mother and have her arrange your marriage, so you can also enjoy the joys of family life, what do you say?"
Looking into her bright eyes and listening to her sincere voice, Li Xiaomin chuckled dryly and lowered his head shyly.
Princess Zhenping found his shyness even more amusing and began to question him about the type of girl he liked. The carriage moved slowly forward, Princess Zhenping chatting and teasing him along the way until they returned to the palace, only then letting him go back to rest.
The massacre of the patrol team in the street and the bloodshed at the Wan residence shocked everyone. The "ghost wall" that had plagued the Wan residence for two days led everyone to suspect it was related to ghostly mischief. As news spread, fear gripped Jinling, and few dared to venture out at night, lest they encounter some headless demon or other strange creature.
Furthermore, the Taoist priests of the Guishan sect, who had been protecting Jinling, mysteriously disappeared, leaving no one behind in their temples. This further fueled the panic in Jinling, with everyone unsure of what would happen next. In

the second chapter of the third episode

, amidst the revelry, a dark figure fell from the city wall of Jinling, flicked his wrist, reeled in the rope, and walked into the darkness outside the city.
In a dense forest outside the city, he took the reins from a member of the Qingzhu Gang, mounted his horse, and galloped away into the distance.
The horse, a fine steed, galloped across the dark city road, heading east.
After a long ride, it stopped before a farm.
From the watchtower, someone alertly called out the password. The voice answered loudly and clearly—it was a young man's voice.
The farm gate slowly opened, and the young man rode inside. The gate closed again shortly afterward.
He stayed inside for two hours before spurring his horse out and galloping back towards the city.
The night wind brushed his face, which was filled with a resolute expression.
He had just delivered some of the loot he had painstakingly plundered to the farm, handing it over to Du Guang, who was stationed there, as military expenses. He had also instructed Du Guang to provide plenty of meat for the soldiers, ensuring they were well-fed and healthy.
Meanwhile, he also ordered Du Guang to drag hundreds of private soldiers from their beds and force them into an emergency assembly. He instructed Du Guang to conduct these nighttime emergency assemblies frequently to familiarize them with unexpected situations, enabling them to respond quickly and without loss should an enemy attack occur at night.
Li Xiaomin had already written a detailed plan for training the private soldiers, ordering Du Guang to lead them on a run of dozens of miles every day to maximize their endurance. As for the soldiers' martial arts training, Li Xiaomin personally wrote down simplified sword and fist techniques based on rudimentary skills recorded in the Heavenly Book, which Du Guang and a group of martial arts instructors would first practice before teaching the soldiers.
To ensure the soldiers' loyalty, Li Xiaomin ordered the appointment of instructors who would talk to the soldiers daily, telling them that it was Lord Li who provided them with food and clothing, and that they must be loyal to Lord Li to have a future opportunity for advancement.
Li Xiaomin believed that, following this scientific training method, given time, his private army would inevitably become one of the most elite forces in Southern Tang and even the entire world, becoming his elite force in his quest for supremacy!
Because of his affair with Consort Xiao, Li Xiaomin was too embarrassed to seek out Qingling again, so he often went to Princess Changping to ask her to teach him calligraphy. Princess Changping also liked his handsome and charming appearance and was secretly pleased with his ambition, often teaching him calligraphy hand in hand.
During the day, Li Xiaomin studied calligraphy with Princess Changping, and often encountered Princess Zhenping coming to play with her. Among his many sisters, these two sisters had a very good relationship, showing no sign of vying for the throne for their brother.
To avoid being exposed by Princess Zhenping, Li Xiaomin constantly strained his voice, mimicking the voices of other eunuchs in the palace. At night, however, he would disguise himself as Li Bai and frequently meet with Princess Zhenping outside the palace. He would use magic to increase his height by several centimeters, darken his skin, and make his voice rougher and more unrestrained, so that Princess Zhenping, who had just seen him during the day, wouldn't recognize him as the eunuch Xiaomin. Instead
, she would often chatter about a palace eunuch who looked very much like him during their lovemaking, leaving Li Xiaomin feeling incredibly embarrassed, but he could only force a dry laugh, not daring to let her see anything amiss in his expression. He also frequently visited Consort Yun, sometimes putting her and her cousin together in bed for their pleasure. Occasionally, he would even invite Lan'er to join them.
After several such treatments, Consort Yun was now completely submissive, daring not to disobey him in the slightest.
Seeing how obedient she was, Li Xiaomin felt embarrassed to torment her any longer and became much more considerate towards her. Consort Chen, in turn, was even more infatuated with his body, often entwining herself with him all night long, seeking pleasure until dawn.
Sometimes, Li Xiaomin would also inspect the imperial kitchen. The eunuchs would recreate all the dishes he remembered, and after numerous trials, the taste improved with each attempt, often leaving Li Xiaomin so satisfied he almost swallowed his tongue. The Empress's birthday was fast approaching, and the entire imperial kitchen was gearing up, determined to prepare the most delicious and exquisite dishes for that day, making the banquet a renowned delicacy throughout the palace.
Chen Dexiu's restaurant in Jinling City had already opened. Thanks to the technical support from the imperial kitchen, the restaurant quickly gained fame, attracting a constant stream of customers and bringing Li Xiaomin a substantial fortune. Now, Chen Dexiu was preparing to open a branch restaurant, hoping to multiply their profits several times over.
With a substantial income from the Wan family mansion and a stable income from the restaurant, Li Xiaomin no longer bothered with printing novels. After all, his calligraphy was too poor; writing novels would be a waste of time. He'd rather spend that time practicing immortal arts, or using several beautiful women as alchemy vessels to practice dual cultivation techniques, thus increasing his immortal power and ensuring his future self-defense. However, to prevent his carefully crafted plan to publish and make a fortune from books from going to waste, he still mustered his energy and told some interesting stories to the hired scholars, tentatively publishing a few books. While he couldn't earn as much as some websites and publishing houses, it wasn't far off. For some reason
, he'd been feeling uneasy lately, gazing eastward with a premonition that something was about to happen. To prepare for the potential danger, he practiced immortal arts day and night, even while embracing the jade-like bodies of several beautiful women in bed, never forgetting to practice dual cultivation techniques. In his spare time, he often visited You'er, the two women Fengshuang, General Shazeng, and the three hundred ghost guards who were cultivating in the abandoned palace, hoping they could quickly absorb the vast spiritual power left behind by Emperor Wu and become his strongest fighting force.
Amidst this cultivation and waiting, the Empress's birthday gradually drew near.
In the Imperial Study, all was quiet.
It was late at night, and all was still. Only a young eunuch sat at his desk, intently studying the mountain of memorials and various confidential documents related to the current state of the country by candlelight. After
reading for a long time, he finally put down the memorials, sighed softly, and expressed deep concern about the situation in Southern Tang.
Northern Zhao was already aggressive; since Zhao Guang's negotiations with Southern Tang broke down and he returned home, Northern Zhao's army had gradually moved to the border, and Chen State had also responded by deploying heavy troops on the other side of the border, making it highly likely that they would launch a joint attack on Southern Tang's borders from two directions simultaneously.
Whether the Southern Tang Dynasty fell or not was none of Li Xiaomin's concern; he wasn't a Tang citizen and had no reason to love this country. However, there were so many beauties in the palace who held him in high regard. If the country fell and his family perished, these beauties would likely wither and fade like fallen petals, left to the ravages of time, their lives tragically cut short.
As he pondered his next move, he suddenly heard a soft cough coming from another room in the Imperial Study.
Li Xiaomin was startled. Everything had been arranged carefully; no one would disturb him while he reviewed memorials and confidential documents. Why was someone there?
He tiptoed to the door of the other room and cautiously peered inside. He saw a young eunuch reading by candlelight, reviewing another set of memorials.
Li Xiaomin knew that the eunuch must have entered through another door, which was why he hadn't seen him. But now, Li Xiaomin was the only eunuch on night watch in the Imperial Study; why would a young eunuch be here?
Li Xiaomin decided to fulfill his duty as the night watchman. He straightened his clothes, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked into the room, glancing down at the young eunuch.
Despite his solemn approach, the eunuch didn't notice him, remaining engrossed in reading the memorials, occasionally frowning and shaking his head, as if troubled by something.
Li Xiaomin was secretly amazed. This young eunuch was just like him earlier; was he also worried about the situation in Southern Tang?
By the candlelight, Li Xiaomin looked closely and saw that the eunuch appeared to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with delicate features, snow-white skin, and rosy lips—he looked like a girl.
Li Xiaomin was no longer the pitiful virgin he was in his previous life; his understanding of girls far surpassed that of ordinary people. He immediately recognized that the young eunuch was dressed as a girl, but her clothes were too loose, making it impossible for him to see if her breasts were larger than a boy's. Out of curiosity, he reached behind her and embraced her, his lustful hands cupping her two small breasts.
Upon touching them, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but gasp, secretly admiring her. This young eunuch was indeed a girl, and quite well-developed at that. At only twelve or thirteen years old, her breasts were already comparable in size to Princess Zhenping's, and they were firm and elastic to the touch. Even through her clothes, he could feel their smooth texture, making Li Xiaomin hold them tightly, unwilling to let go.
While he enjoyed the wonderful sensation, the girl he was touching was greatly surprised and cried out. Her voice was clear and melodious, like a nightingale's song.
She turned around, horrified to see the young man dressed as a eunuch behind her, squinting and enjoying the sensation in his hand. Both ashamed and furious, she raised her foot and stomped hard on Li Xiaomin's big toe.
Li Xiaomin yelled "Ouch!" and flew backward, landing on a chair, tears streaming down his face. He pointed at the girl and shouted, "How could you do this! I only touched you casually, and you've made me hurt so much!"
The beautiful girl, seeing him turn the tables, was so angry she was almost in tears, pointing at Li Xiaomin, speechless.
Li Xiaomin sat in the chair, clutching his foot and groaning in pain, "How dare you barge into the Imperial Study to read the memorials! I was on duty to guard it and came to stop you, and you dared to be violent! If the Emperor finds out, you'll be beaten until your backside is bruised!"
He knew in his heart that anyone who dared to sneak in to read the memorials at this time was either a spy from an enemy country or someone with a powerful backer. Seeing how young the girl was, still so innocent-looking, yet she had managed to get past the guards to get here, she must not be a spy, but someone of great importance. He was just a lowly eunuch, and couldn't afford to offend her. Therefore, he decided to take the
initiative and intimidate her first. The girl, hearing that the emperor would be angry, indeed showed panic on her face, then glared angrily at Li Xiaomin and said, "It's fine if Father finds out, but you, how dare you molest me! You'll definitely be beaten to death by the Imperial Household Department!"
Li Xiaomin wondered to himself, "Which princess is so bold as to disguise herself as a lowly eunuch to read the memorials?" But he refused to back down, laughing, "I'm just a worthless person, I'm not afraid. But if a eunuch touches your breasts, and people find out, will you still have the face to show your face?"
The girl's face changed drastically, both ashamed and angry, glaring at the shameless eunuch, unsure what to do with him.
As Li Xiaomin's foot pain subsided, he stood up, head held high, smiling lecherously at the little princess. He approached step by step, watching her face turn panicked. Suddenly, he reached out and hugged her, kissing her face repeatedly, whispering, "Since I'm going to be beaten to death tomorrow anyway, I might as well take advantage of her a bit more, so I won't suffer even in death!"
The little princess screamed softly in fright, feeling his lecherous hands groping her body, making her feel hot all over. She was both afraid and angry, and felt his hands about to touch her most unbearable places. She hurriedly cried out, "Stop! I won't report you, just let go!"
Li Xiaomin groped her a few more times, reluctantly releasing her, and sat down in a chair, still holding the girl. He pulled her onto his lap and chuckled, "What's your name? Which princess are you?"
The girl struggled, but couldn't overcome his strength. She sobbed, "My name is Anping, let me go!"
Li Xiaomin frowned, remembering hearing about this famous, intelligent princess. He forced a smile and said, "So you're Princess Anping, the Empress's darling, the younger sister of Princess Zhenping and His Highness the Crown Prince! Don't worry, I'll just hold you for a while, enjoy the pleasure of holding a princess, and then I'll let go. Besides, I'm a eunuch, what bad thing could I possibly do?"
Princess Anping didn't know much about matters between men and women. Thinking that he was a eunuch, she was sure he wouldn't defile her purity, and she felt a little more at ease. Li Xiaomin, reluctant to let go of the soft, fragrant body of the beautiful young girl, changed the subject, laughing, "What were you looking at just now? What brings you here so late at night?"
Princess Anping, seeing that the young eunuch was only a year or two older than her, wasn't too afraid. She was only worried he might grope her again, and unable to break free, she tried to distract him, saying, "I wanted to know about the situation in our Great Tang, so I came to take a look. I dressed like this to avoid attracting attention."
Li Xiaomin chuckled, "Oh, and what did you discover?"
Princess Anping frowned, worriedly saying, "The Northern Zhao is mobilizing troops; I'm afraid they'll launch an attack on our Great Tang within a few months."
Li Xiaomin shook his head, "It's not that serious. The Jin Kingdom is still... " "Pressing pressure on Northern Zhao from the north will keep them busy for the time being!"
Princess Anping exclaimed, turning to look at the young eunuch clinging to her tightly. "How do you know so much?" she asked in surprise.
Li Xiaomin smiled, trying to cover it up. "Having spent so much time in the Imperial Study, I've seen it all, even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. Of course I know a little."
Princess Anping rarely discussed these matters with anyone, and seeing that this young eunuch actually had some knowledge of national affairs, she immediately became interested and discussed it with him: "In my opinion, Jin will probably not be able to cause much trouble for Northern Zhao. As long as the Khitans of Liao invade the south, Jin will inevitably be unable to look south. At that time, Northern Zhao will either divide Jin with the Khitans or take the opportunity to attack our Great Tang with Chen, both of which will be very beneficial."
Li Xiaomin ... Li Xiaomin frowned and pondered, "But aren't the Khitans the suzerain state of Jin? Why would they invade Jin?"
Princess Anping, engrossed in discussing state affairs, didn't notice what Li Xiaomin's hands were doing and smiled, "It's not like that. Since Shi Jingtang of Jin died and his son succeeded him, Jin no longer respects the Khitans as its suzerain state. Therefore, the Liao emperor is very angry and might invade the south any day. If Northern Zhao sends envoys again and agrees to invade the south, Liao will send troops south!"
Li Xiaomin touched the soft skin of her slender legs through her clothes and shook his head, sighing, "You're really amazing. How do you know so much?"
Princess Anping was very proud and giggled, "I just read..." "I know! It's a pity Father Emperor wouldn't take my advice, otherwise, we would have destroyed Chen long ago. Why would we be afraid of them joining forces with Northern Zhao to attack our Great Tang?"
Li Xiaomin asked curiously, "Oh, what brilliant plan do you have? Tell me!"
Princess Anping said proudly, "Actually, it's nothing much. We'll have a military governor on the border pretend to rebel and agree to let Chen send troops. Once Chen's troops enter our territory, we'll surround them with heavy troops. Once we've annihilated Chen's army, our army will head west and crush Chen's remaining defenses in one fell swoop. Before Northern Zhao's troops arrive, we can directly attack Chen's capital and capture their emperor!"
Li Xiaomin's mouth dropped open as he stared at the little girl in front of him, unable to believe that such a vicious plan could have come up with by this little girl.
Feeling flustered by his gaze, Princess Anping asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is this plan bad?"
Li Xiaomin snapped out of his reverie and nodded, "Good, truly excellent! It's a pity your father won't listen to you. He only cares about writing poems about romance and nature every day. He certainly wouldn't bother listening to such a grand plan!"
Princess Anping twisted her body, turned around, and tapped him on the head, scolding, "Those are treasonous words! If anyone hears you, they'll kill you!"
After saying that, she sighed again and said dejectedly, "But, it's really as you say, Father doesn't want to fight at all. But in this era, if you don't send troops to fight, they'll come and attack you!"
Seeing her sorrowful face, Li Xiaomin couldn't help but feel sympathy. He casually comforted her while his hands roamed over her body, expressing his comfort through his actions.
Princess Anping blushed deeply as he touched her, feeling his hands becoming increasingly indecent, gradually slipping under her clothes, caressing her flat, smooth abdomen, and then stealthily moving towards her chest. She hurriedly pushed his hands away with all her might, jumped off his lap, and stood aside, blushing, exclaiming, "You little eunuch, you're so improper, touching me like that!"
Li Xiaomin chuckled, picked up a memorial, and said with a smile, "The night is still long. If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can stay and read for a while longer!"
With that, he ignored Princess Anping and began reading the memorial himself.
Princess Anping watched this audacious little eunuch with curiosity, wondering who he was and why he had such audacity to look at the memorials in the emperor's study.
However, seeing Li Xiaomin so focused on the memorial piqued her interest. Remembering that she had come here to understand the domestic situation and strive to find a way to enrich the country and strengthen its military, she ignored Li Xiaomin and sat down on the other side of the table, picking up a memorial to read.
Just then, the young eunuch exclaimed in surprise.
Princess Anping curiously leaned closer and, seeing what was written, exclaimed in astonishment, "How could this be! How could all the Taoist priests of the Guishan Sect die in the deep mountains of the wilderness?"
Li Xiaomin was also dumbfounded. He finally understood why the Guishan Sect had not only been ignored during the ghostly disturbances in Jinling City, but had also disappeared entirely—they had been wiped out.
However, the corpses of so many Taoist priests found in the desolate mountains had no wounds, only expressions of terror on their faces. They had been dead for an unknown period of time, yet they were not decomposed, making their appearance extremely strange. Li Xiaomin pondered deeply, unable to understand what powerful enemy the Guishan Sect had offended to be so unlucky. First, they suffered heavy losses in the ruined hall, and now they had been completely wiped out.
Suddenly, the sound of a rooster crowing came from afar outside the window. Li Xiaomin looked up and realized that it was almost dawn.
Princess Anping was also surprised at how quickly time had passed. She exclaimed, "Oh dear, I have to hurry back! Otherwise, if Mother finds out, she'll scold me again!"
Li Xiaomin kindly said, "Let me take you back!" He took her soft little hand and led her to the back door. Looking at her delicate red lips, he suddenly felt a surge
of lust. He grabbed her and kissed her forcefully on her cherry-like lips. Princess Anping made a few moaning sounds, her pearly teeth clenching tightly as she bit his tongue hard. She twisted her body forcefully, breaking free from his embrace, and raised her small fist, striking him heavily on the head. She huffed, "You little eunuch, you're taking advantage of me again! I'm ignoring you!"
After throwing two punches, she turned and ran away, leaving Li Xiaomin alone in the doorway. Xuexue cried out in pain, rubbing her head as she watched her beautiful figure disappear into the wind, staring blankly into space.
The Empress's birthday had finally arrived.
As the mother of the nation and wielding great power in the harem, the Empress naturally received the respect and flattery of all the eunuchs. Li Xiaomin, as the head eunuch of the Imperial Kitchen, was no exception. Leading his capable eunuchs, he had prepared for many days, showcasing his skills on this day by creating countless exquisite delicacies, which were then delivered to the main hall of Kunning Palace.
Tables were set up everywhere in the hall, lavishly decorated, awaiting this annual grand banquet.
Li Xiaomin directed the middle-level officials of the Imperial Kitchen, who in turn directed the junior eunuchs to set out fine wines and delicacies on the tables, preparing the day's meals for the concubines of each palace.
Li Xiaomin briefly explained the general situation before hiding aside to spy on the beauties of the palace.
The Empress's palace was indeed far superior to the residences of ordinary concubines; the main hall alone was incomparable to the chambers of the other concubines. Standing in the palace, Li Xiaomin looked around. The hall was tall and spacious, with dozens of thick pillars painted red and adorned with gold, making the entire hall magnificent.
Li Xiaomin stood behind a pillar by the wall and spotted a small door in the corner—a passageway to the toilet. Feeling the urge, he quietly slipped out through the passage, walked a considerable distance, and carefully closed the door before secretly relieving himself.
After washing his hands, he went outside and saw that all the concubines had arrived to celebrate the Empress's birthday. The palace concubines, adorned with jewels and jade, were all beautiful as flowers, ranging in age from eleven or twelve to over thirty. Even the older concubines were all exceptionally beautiful.
Li Xiaomin hid behind a pillar, staring blankly at the sight of these beauties. He heard the sweet voices of birds and smelled the fragrant breeze, becoming intoxicated and his mouth watering uncontrollably.
Just as he was indulging in his fantasies, he suddenly saw Consort Qin approach. Seeing Li Xiaomin hiding behind the pillar, his eyes sparkling with lust, she couldn't help but smile slightly. She both laughed at his inexperience with beautiful women and pitied the poor eunuch's lonely life. She turned her head away, pretending not to see his drooling, unsightly behavior, to avoid embarrassing him. But for some reason, seeing this handsome young eunuch, her body involuntarily heated up.
Princess Zhenping, arm in arm with Princess Changping, followed behind Consort Qin. Seeing Li Xiaomin leaning against a pillar, drooling, she walked over, patted his head, and said with a grin, "Xiaomin, what are you looking at again? Have you taken a fancy to another pretty palace maid?"
Li Xiaomin lowered his head and smiled obsequiously, but inwardly he muttered, "What a disrespectful person! Last night, you were all moaning and groaning in bed, and now you're so brazen, patting your husband's head! Next time I disguise myself as Li Bai and go on a date with you, I'll make you suffer, or I'll change my surname to yours!"
Princess Changping, seeing Li Xiaomin's eyes darting between the beautiful palace maids, her face... Her face flushed slightly, and a sudden surge of inexplicable jealousy rose within her. She grabbed his ear and scolded, "Don't look around! Otherwise, I'll beat you up!"
Li Xiaomin obediently lowered his head, inwardly scoffing, "You two savage girlfriends, do you think I'm some masochistic K-pop fanatic? Pah! One day I'll lure you two to bed again, let you two sisters serve your husband, and then let's see how coquettish you'll be!"
While fantasizing about the two beauties before him, his gaze shifted, and he suddenly saw Consort Xiao approaching with Qingling. Seeing the two princesses reprimanding him, the extremely beautiful mother and daughter blushed and stepped forward to bow to Consort Qin.
Consort Qin smiled and returned the bow, and Princess Zhenping and Princess Changping then bowed to Consort Xiao. Although Qingling was not favored and had not been formally granted the title of princess, and was not particularly close to them, she was still their elder sister. The three women exchanged greetings, chatted idly, and walked hand in hand toward the banquet.
Before long, the main hall was filled with beautiful concubines and princesses from various palaces. Many palace maids and eunuchs stood by, carefully attending to them.
Once all the concubines had arrived, the hall was filled with laughter and chatter. Li Xiaomin remained hidden behind a pillar, peeking at each one, finding each concubine beautiful in her own way. Before he knew it, his mouth was watering.
Suddenly, a eunuch emerged from the back hall, shouting in a high-pitched voice, "Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!"
Li Xiaomin perked up, looking towards the entrance to the back hall, eager to see what kind of beauty the Empress, the mother of the nation and the ruler of the harem, possessed to have given birth to daughters like Princess Zhenping and Princess Anping.
The first few eunuchs and palace maids to emerge knelt on either side of the entrance, bowing their heads in respectful welcome to the Empress. Immediately afterward, a beautiful woman, adorned with a phoenix crown and a radiant robe, emerged gracefully from the back hall, a smile on her face, glancing around the main hall.
That single glance held boundless majesty. The laughter and chatter instantly ceased, and the concubines and princesses all bowed gracefully, saying in unison in melodious voices, "Welcome, Your Majesty the Empress!"
Looking at the beautiful woman, Li Xiaomin felt a surge of heat rise within him, his mouth went dry, and he thought to himself, "Such a beautiful woman with such grace exists in the world! Heavens, Princess Zhenping is beautiful, but compared to her mother, she is far inferior!"
The woman appeared very young, with a dignified and beautiful face, a tall and slender figure, and a mature yet sexy body that ignited Li Xiaomin's lust. Her aura was unparalleled in nobility; her willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes exuded boundless majesty, causing Li Xiaomin to involuntarily bow down. This time, however, he was sincerely and earnestly prostrating himself before this peerless beauty who embodied the dignity of the nation.
All the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall also bowed down. In an instant, the hall was filled with prostrate beauties and eunuchs; only the Empress and her entourage, who had just emerged from the back hall, remained standing.
Empress Zhou smiled and returned the bows, saying gently, "Everyone, please rise. No need for such formalities!"
Li Xiaomin sincerely bowed several times to the young, beautiful, sexy, and mature Empress. As he stood up, he suddenly noticed a beautifully dressed little girl beside her—Princess Anping, whom he had kissed and touched a few nights ago. Feeling
guilty, Li Xiaomin hurriedly lowered his head, hoping Princess Anping wouldn't see him. Princess Anping, however, had sharp eyes; she spotted him immediately from the crowd, wrinkled her little nose, and gave a soft snort.
Empress Zhou sat down behind a table in the main hall, picked up a cup of wine, and toasted the concubines and princesses. The beautiful women who came to offer their birthday wishes all raised their cups and wished the Empress boundless happiness and longevity.
Hiding behind a pillar, Li Xiaomin gazed upon the hall filled with beauties, their fair faces and fragrant scents captivating him. He was irresistibly intoxicated, secretly sighing, "My luck is truly amazing! If I hadn't read so many alternate history novels, how could I have been reborn into this wonderful world and seen so many beautiful women!"
He looked up at the twinkling stars outside the hall, remembering his many fellow readers from the same website. He silently prayed, "My fellow readers, while I enjoy this blissful life, I can't forget you all, leaving you to suffer in that cruel world. From today onward, I will use my magic to pray every day, hoping that you can all come to the world of your dreams. Based on my experience, I deduce that if you read many alternate history novels, you will be reborn into a brand new world, and then..."
He suddenly paused, a strange expression on his face, thinking, "And then, you will become a eunuch..."

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