My eunuch An is a yandere

"Her Majesty, look, do I look good in this dress?"

Bai Ningwei looked at the person in front of her. To be fair, he was of course good-looking. Especially since the eunuchs in the palace were all dressed in gray, this touch of bright color was really eye-catching.

So he nodded: "It suits you very well."

However, she didn't know that An Jiu had also followed her to Qingning Palace and was standing behind her.

This sentence suits you very well. An Jiu felt like an angry dragon rising in his heart. He wanted to twist off the head of that pretentious person and kick him away.

He tried hard to control his anger, but Koizumi added another sentence lightly.

"I will wear this dress and perform the clog dance for you, Madam, okay?"

Just dance, why are you lifting your clothes?

Anjiu's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, but Koizumi seemed not to see the murderous look in his eyes. She lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her bare feet in wooden clogs.

As the saying goes, beautiful bone structure is universal. Koizumi's feet are delicate, white, and tender, with five slender toes and full, shiny shells. They are a pair of feet that can be used as a foot model.

Bai Ningwei was secretly astonished when she saw this. No wonder some people have a foot fetish. If only she could have a pair of beautiful feet like this, paint them with nail polish, and wear open-toed sandals in the summer, she wondered how beautiful she would be.

An Jiu couldn't bear it any longer and coughed dryly, which scared Bai Ningwei.

"when did you come?"

"Replying to the Queen Mother, it will come when the butterfly spreads its wings."

These words sounded like they were squeezed out from between her teeth. Bai Ningwei avoided the look that was filled with anger and grievance, feeling guilty.

"Go in and talk."

"Queen Mother..."

Koizumi spoke in time, but hesitated to speak.

"Empress Dowager, the eunuch has something important to report."

Anjiu emphasized the word "inside" very strongly.

"You step back first, and follow me."

It was a small scene. Bai Ningwei first waved Xiaoquanzi away, and then signaled to Anjiu with her eyes.

Not only are the two treated differently, but their familiarity is also vastly different.

After entering the hall, An Jiu turned around domineeringly and closed the door with both hands, stopping Cai He and other palace maids who were following Bai Ningwei.

As the red-lacquered and gold-painted door closed, Anjiu's hawk-like eyes were fixed on Koizumi behind everyone.

The two looked at each other from a distance, but Koizumi smiled gently at Anjiu, raised her hands and started to dance.

Full of provocation.

An Jiu closed the door fiercely, turned around and quickly followed Bai Ningwei, picked her up from behind and hugged her horizontally, walking towards the bed without stopping.

Bai Ningwei was frightened and quickly put her arms around his shoulders to keep her balance. Just as she was about to speak, An Jiu's lips pressed against hers.

Before he could utter a word, the bed was already under him and Bai Ningwei was laid down. An Jiu did not forget to take off the phoenix hairpin on her bun, for fear of hurting her.

His black hair spread out and wrapped around Anjiu's fingers. He knelt on one leg beside the bed, his eyes fierce and sad.

"Weiwei, does it look good?"

Huh? Bai Ningwei was stunned. What was so beautiful about it?

"What were you looking at just now? You were so focused. Did you think it was beautiful?"

Bai Ningwei remembered that she had looked at Xiaoquanzi's feet a few more times just now and she really thought they were very beautiful, but she definitely couldn't admit it.

"Not even one in a thousand of you."

Bai Ningwei herself didn't realize that when she said this, her smile was somewhat doting, even with a hint of begging for mercy.

It’s like a boyfriend who was caught peeping at a beautiful woman and now only wants to coax his real girlfriend.

An Jiu lowered his head, resting his forehead on her shoulder, and exposed her in a low but clear voice.

"fraud."

Oh, I've been exposed, so how can I comfort him? His head is buried in his shoulders, so she can't kiss him.

"You haven't even seen mine, how do you know you're not even one in a thousand of mine?"

"Then show it to me?"

"No."

Koizumi learned dancing, and he learned martial arts, so they couldn't compare at all.

"What are you comparing to him?"

Bai Ningwei hugged Anjiu's head and stroked his back again and again, as if soothing a furry cat.

"What you have he doesn't have, and that's something he will never have in his life."

The sudden words made Anjiu blush. What was Weiwei saying? Did she understand?

"It's not just Xiaoquanzi. There are not many eunuchs in the palace who can lift me up. Your muscular body is something they can never envy."

So when talking about this, Anjiu didn't know whether he was disappointed or disappointed. Weiwei didn't understand anything, how would he coax her next?

"That's why I said he's not even one in a thousand of you."

As Bai Ningwei spoke, her hands behind An Jiu's back became restless.

A pair of soft hands slid down from the spine at the back of the neck and pressed to the waist.

An Jiu buried his head and bit his lips, feeling the pair of restless hands pause for a moment at his waist, then turned his wrist and inserted it straight down, as if it had found a home and was tucked into his belt, with his fingertips lightly touching his buttocks.

"Anjiu, I find that you have a tiger back, a bee waist, and a mantis legs."

Feeling the touch under my palm, combined with the footage I had seen before, I realized that Yan Wuwei actually had such a good figure under his black robe. I really wanted to see it.

An Jiu just felt like he was being tortured by a hundred claws and was absent-minded.

"Well, this is the body shape that only martial artists have."

It's magical that just one sentence can make people feel happy.

"What was the important matter you just mentioned?"

Very good, another sentence that irritated people.

"The important thing is that you haven't given me the kiss today."

An Jiu raised his head and pressed his whole body forward, kissing and biting her red lips, with less tenderness and more reluctance.

"Weiwei, why, why?"

An Jiu was full of grievances. He thought that after the late emperor passed away, there would be no more obstacles between the two of them, but why did Xiaoquan appear again?

Who knows what kind of shit will pop up in the future.

"Weiwei, they are not sincere. They come here with a purpose. You have to see clearly and don't be deceived."

Anjiu stopped kissing her and reminded her again and again that she should never trust anyone easily.

"I know. I won't believe him."

"Then you still have to watch him dance."

Bai Ningwei frowned slightly, looking a little distressed.

"He came here with talent. If we don't show him, wouldn't it show that his beauty trick is ineffective? Who knows what stupid tricks those old bastards will come up with then?"

Anjiu wanted to retort, saying that you were just using the banner of official business to satisfy your own selfish desires, but he felt that saying so would make him appear too petty.

Never mind. Ultimately, it wasn't Weiwei's fault. She hadn't hired these eunuchs herself; she had been forced to accept them. If anyone was to blame, they should blame those bad old men. They were so bad that when they weren't thinking about governing the country, they were just trying to make things difficult for Weiwei.

Fortunately, the construction of his prison has already started. It won’t be long before he gives each of these old guys a single room, including this Xiaoquanzi, to teach them a lesson.

"I can't tell you."

Although he understood what he was thinking, the grievance did not go away. An Jiu felt listless and clung to Bai Ningwei, refusing to get up.

"Get up. I have something under my pillow for you."

An Jiu found a pair of lambskin gloves from under the pillow, and he was delighted when he heard Bai Ningwei say.

"I will keep my word to what I said to you."