My eunuch An is a yandere

Inside the Zichen Palace, Bai Ningwei looked at An Jiu who came in, and the two of them tacitly did not mention the birthday a few days ago.

"Why don't you speak when you come?"

It was Bai Ningwei who broke the silence between the two first.

Anjiu pursed his lips, without any private intimacy, and knelt on one knee.

"The eunuchs have come to thank the Queen Mother for her reward."

"You know it all?"

"Ah."

"You are good, I will remember it in my heart. Get up."

An Jiu seemed to have made a mistake. After he stood up, he seemed to be standing there honestly, but in fact, his eyes were cautiously looking at Bai Ningwei, and he happened to meet her somewhat playful expression.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and felt that he was fine again. If there were no emperor and other eunuchs in the Purple Palace, he would have wanted to go to Weiwei and be a lackey.

Anyway, he never cared about his face in front of Weiwei, but unfortunately he couldn't do that now. He could only stand here and use his eyes to convey that he knew he was wrong.

A pair of eyes stared at her without blinking, full of affection and regret.

Bai Ningwei didn't accept the challenge, but left him aside and taught Xiao Qi how to write.

Xiao Qi was not unfamiliar with An Jiu either. Seeing An Jiu just standing there and his mother not letting him sit down, he raised his little head slightly and asked in a baby voice.

"Mother, punish him."

"Yeah. Don't look at him. If you look at him too much, he will learn bad things."

Xiao Qi didn't understand what Bai Ningwei meant, but his little hands consciously covered his eyes.

"No, no, no, I can't see."

He even stopped holding the pen in his hand, as if he wanted to cheat and not write.

"Xiao Shimao, serve His Majesty some snacks."

Xiao Shimao bowed and accepted the order, then took Xiao Qi outside to find Nanny Qin for some snacks.

Now that there were no outsiders in the Zichen Hall, An Jiu stopped pretending and took two steps forward to massage Bai Ningwei's shoulders.

"Weiwei, please don't be mad at me anymore, okay? I know I was wrong."

An Jiu still brought up the fact that Bai Ningwei had run away on her birthday. He hadn't handled this well. He knew it was a trap set by Xiaoquanzi and that he would lose if he took it seriously, but he still couldn't control his temper.

Bai Ningwei's birthday wasn't a big deal, but it wasn't a no-show. What woman wouldn't take her birthday seriously? But when the person who should be there disappears, no one would feel good.

"I am not angry."

An Jiu didn't believe this. If it was his birthday and he didn't see Weiwei, he would definitely be angry.

"But only this time I'm not angry."

Bai Ningwei pressed her hand on her shoulder and said seriously.

"Anjiu, being in this position, it's harder for me to gain trust than it is for you. There will be a lot more to face in the future. If you really can't rest assured, then I can only..."

"No."

An Jiu interrupted Bai Ningwei. It was because he wasn't strong enough and was too worried about gains and losses that he was so easily moved by Xiaoquanzi's tricks.

Thinking that he had not gone to bed last night, his eldest brother came hurriedly knocking on the door, saying that Prince Bai from the Marquis's Mansion had just sent a cart of food, clothing and daily necessities, and asked him if he wanted to send it back.

He then understood that this cart of things was sent by Weiwei through the Marquis' Mansion.

The things were not about value, but about the care that went into them. They were all things suitable for moving into a new home, and were more practical than the gorgeous empty house he had prepared.

How could he not be moved and ecstatic? He secretly bought the shop next to the bookstore, actually wanting Bai Ningwei to find out about it herself.

After all, his mother and elder brother were the families of a criminal, so he couldn't let Bai Ningwei give him the green light. So he took advantage of the new emperor's ascension to the throne and the amnesty to make arrangements for his relatives so that they could return to Beijing smoothly.

He didn't know what he was feeling. He wanted to introduce his only remaining relative to Weiwei, and he also wanted to tell his mother and elder brother that he had someone he loved and that they loved him too.

But he couldn't say any of this. He wanted to show off to the whole world, but he couldn't utter a single word.

So he acted cunningly and bought a shop for his elder brother, which was next to the bookstore.

Chen Xinxin would definitely inquire about the business of the shop being decorated, and by the way, she would find out that the owner of the shop was surnamed An.

The surname An was rare, so Chen Xinxin would definitely think of him. Chen Xinxin had been exchanging letters with Weiwei, so she might have mentioned this matter.

Everything had been thought of since he picked up his mother and elder brother.

He was still wondering whether Weiwei had learned the news, whether she would take it seriously, whether she would want to check his background, and what words of comfort she would say to him after finding out everything.

Unexpectedly, she asked Bai Liang to send a cart of gifts.

Doesn’t this action mean something?

All the frustration and anxiety stemmed from his own low self-esteem and lack of confidence. He should have broken Xiaoquanzi's legs. Why did his provocation cause him to be irritated and miss Weiwei's birthday?

After being reborn, there are too many things to consider, which makes me seem too soft-hearted.

So he promised.

"I won't be jealous anymore."

He was no longer jealous of Bai Ningwei, but he would definitely not let go of anyone who deliberately misled him into jealousy.

That night, Xiaoquanzi broke his leg outside. When asked why he went out so late at night, he couldn't explain. When Bai Ningwei learned about it, she simply ordered him to stay in the house and take good care of his broken leg, which was equivalent to house arrest.

But Bai Ningwei was talking about nursing, not treating. How the leg can recover in the future depends entirely on Xiaoquanzi's life.

Although there were some disturbances in the palace, everything was relatively calm. The only difference was the martial arts competition between Zhang Ying and the left and right guards three months later, which became the latest hot topic.

When Zhang Ying rushed to the bookstore, Chen Xinxin just came down from upstairs.

Chen Xinxin has now changed back into women's clothes, taken off the mask on her face, and removed her makeup. She still looks the same, but her lines have regained their feminine softness.

The dark scar on her face could not be covered up with powder, so she used high-temperature tongs to curl the hair on both sides of her temples to just cover it up.

When Zhang Ying saw it, she also wanted to have curly hair like that.

"Xinxin, how did you get your hair so curly? Teach me."

Chen Xinxin had no objection and generously shared the method.

Speaking of their relationship, it all started with Bai Ningwei. Before then, they didn't know each other and had only heard of each other's names.

Zhang Ying was famous for being a playboy, and Chen Xinxin was famous for being victimized in a talent show. These two girls, who were originally unlikely to have any connection, had become good friends because of Bai Ningwei. It can only be said that fate can be quite strange sometimes.

Zhang Ying noted down how the curly hair was made and sighed.

"They say reading more is helpful. How come I've never thought of such a simple method?"

"It has nothing to do with studying. The prince told me this method, but I guess it was the queen who taught him."

"That must have been something the Queen came up with and told the Prince. But you know what, the Prince is really good to you. I wish I could meet someone so considerate to me one day."

Chen Xinxin smiled with her eyes curved.

"Fate is something you can't rush. When the time comes, that person will appear."

As soon as Chen Xinxin finished speaking, there was a loud bang next door, which scared everyone in the bookstore.