My eunuch An is a yandere

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you coming in?"

Bai Ningwei leaned against the window, leaving enough space for her.

"How can I appreciate your clothes if you don't come in?"

The casual tone, clearly just a joke, made Anjiu's ears flush and his entire body feel uncomfortable. Impulse was indeed the devil. Because of his impulsive thinking, he had wandered off to places he shouldn't have been, and learned some inferior methods.

Now he has calmed down. Vivi is not unhappy about that incident. If he wears such things again, Vivi will not be happy. She may even think that he is vulgar, shameless and perverted, so he might as well ignore it.

"This dress is meant to be admired under the moon. Didn't Weiwei see the difference in my dress?"

Bai Ningwei shook her head honestly.

"Damn it! I got cheated! I'm going to rip his shop off tomorrow."

After An Jiu finished muttering, he wanted to leave, but Bai Ningwei reached out and hooked his collar.

How could she let him go when she knew he was lying and trying to run away?

"I want to see."

Thousands of words cannot compare to her wanting to see it.

An Jiu blushed and had to compromise and climb into the hall. In the end, he brought this upon himself.

The candles in the hall were half burnt out, and the gauze curtains were dim. Bai Ningwei sat back on the bed, the shadows covering her face, making it difficult to see her expression, only her eyes flashing brightly.

An Jiu felt so stiff that he froze for a moment. After waiting for his demonstration for a while, Bai Ningwei urged him on.

"Where are the clothes? Show them to me."

When Anjiu thought about what he was going to show soon, his throat felt tight and dry.

"Weiwei."

There was a hint of begging for mercy in this coquettish cry, but Bai Ningwei seemed not to hear it.

She had no interest in the dress at first, but Anjiu's sudden change of attitude made her curious.

What kind of clothes could make An Jiu, who has always been proud and stubborn, feel regretful?

Seeing that Bai Ningwei refused to compromise, he had no choice but to grit his teeth, close his eyes, and shamelessly take off his clothes.

But some things are easier said than done. When the time came, his hand stopped at the silver button on his lapel, then retreated.

"Hurry up."

This hesitation and dithering only aroused her curiosity.

An Jiu finally coughed uncomfortably, lowered his eyes and stretched his neck, as if he had made some kind of decision, unbuttoned his clothes and took off his shirt.

The belt was not untied, and the top of the body was stuck below the waist and abdomen, which made the broad shoulders and narrow waist appear faintly.

Bai Ningwei looked at the exposed white undershirt patiently, waiting for him to continue taking it off.

The undershirt had no buttons, only two straps at the sides. When the bottom strap was untied, a flash of silver light flashed through the garment.

Bai Ningwei thought she was seeing things, her eyes glued to Anjiu's hands as if coated with glue. She watched him untie the last strap and slowly push aside his shirt.

There was no clothing beneath her undergarment, only a few extremely thin chains hanging loosely from her body. A main silver chain lay across her collarbone, while the other three thin silver chains naturally draped along the bulging muscles, landing on her mermaid line and then wrapping around her back.

Anjiu put his hands behind his back and took off his sleeves. From the front, he looked like he was tied up.

"Stop, close your eyes!"

Bai Ningwei had never expected to see this, and she immediately called a halt. Seeing An Jiu open his eyes, she slammed the bed anxiously.

"Close your eyes!"

The sound was unexpectedly loud, and Anjiu was a little panicked, but he finally reacted and closed his eyes.

But he didn't understand why Weiwei asked him to close his eyes if she didn't want to see.

Because Bai Ningwei loves watching it so much.

But she was the Queen Mother, and it was the first time she had seen such a wanton scene. If An Jiu hadn't closed her eyes, how could she have restrained her obscene expression?

The noise just now was a bit loud, Cai He, the gatekeeper, asked through the door.

"Queen Mother, are you calling me a servant?"

This question irritated both of them. Bai Ningwei immediately got out of bed and spoke in Caihe's direction with a pretentious air of authority.

"Nothing, everything is fine with me."

Cai He finally felt relieved.

Bai Ningwei took the opportunity to go around behind An Jiu and tied his hands, which he had not taken off yet, with his undershirt.

The silver chain on his back swayed slightly, reflecting a cold light in the candlelight.

It is the beginning of autumn now, and the nights are cold. Anjiu can clearly feel the hot breath behind him, which is different from the cold air.

"How dare you dress like this to charm your heart?"

Anjiu couldn't see Weiwei, but he could hear that she didn't mean to blame him, so he relaxed and continued to beg for mercy, wanting to free his hands.

"I was just confused for a moment and wanted to learn something that would make you happy."

"Where did you learn it?"

"Nanfeng Pavilion."

“Who came up with this thing?”

Bai Ningwei hooked the chain, pulled it gently, and asked casually, but in fact, her eyes wished they could turn into a camera.

The cold chain was pressed against his body, and Anjiu couldn't see behind him, so he just asked for leniency if he confessed.

"I heard it was designed by a certain princess."

"The princess is visiting Nanfeng Pavilion?"

This is not big news. Many princesses have lovers in private, and princesses also have fiefs, so it is normal for them to visit some places.

As both are women, in comparison, the empress dowager seems to live a life that is a bit too simple.

"Weiwei, let me go."

How could she untie it? She had to find something else to tie him up with.

When she found the red silk in the dressing table, she smiled maliciously and covered Anjiu's eyes from behind.

"You tied my neck once, and this is my return of the favor."

The red silk is neither too wide nor too narrow, just three fingers wide, enough to cover the entire eye.

There was a red light in front of her eyes. Bai Ningwei walked back to An Jiu, stretched out her index finger, and traced along the chain on the well-defined muscles.

The pointed nails, the cold chains, the blurred vision, and the stimulation gave Anjiu goosebumps.

"Weiwei, let me go."

There was an unconcealable hoarseness in the voice.

"What's the point of letting you go? Didn't you let me admire the clothes? I'm very satisfied with the clothes. You leave it like this so that I can appreciate it."

"Just admiration?"

"What else? Is it possible that this dress can still be worn by me?"

These words formed an image in Anjiu's mind. With a thought, he exerted a little force with his hands behind his back and broke free from the restraints.

"Weiwei, you've seen mine, so it's time you showed me."

An Jiu took off the red silk with one hand, grabbed Bai Ningwei's wrist with the other hand, and covered her eyes with the red silk.

“It’s beautiful.”

I don’t know what kind of beauty he was talking about, but Koizumi couldn’t see the rest of the scene.

Hiding outside the window, Xiaoquanzi watched the disappearing figure, her eyes filled with darkness. Her hands were clenched so tightly that her nails pierced her palms without her noticing.

He couldn't sleep at night, so he limped to the back of the hall, wanting to stare at the moon alone.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the scene of General An meeting the Empress Dowager at night. He didn't know what they talked about, but General An climbed into the bedroom. When he slowly moved to the window, he saw General An from a distance. He was shirtless and tied up.

He is worthy of being the person he admires. Even though he is a eunuch, the muscles and lines on his body are no doubt like those of a real man.