My eunuch An is a yandere

"You've become more and more bold recently."

In the Zichen Palace, An Jiu sat beside the imperial desk, holding the struggling Bai Ningwei in his arms.

"You've made me so bold."

This is true, but he just said it without any concealment.

"Tell me, what did you do behind my back?"

No matter how bold he was, he wouldn't dare to act so recklessly in the Purple Palace. He was probably so excited about the good news that he got carried away and overstepped his bounds.

"I went to Prince Jing's Mansion this morning."

The rest is self-evident.

The secret decree must have been resolved.

The knife pressing on her heart finally disappeared, and Bai Ningwei's heart couldn't help but beat faster.

She couldn't help but turn half a circle in his arms, facing the man.

"Really?"

There was unconcealable surprise in his tone.

"of course."

An Jiu simply pushed his hands back, put one foot on the scroll, bent his legs, raised his chin high, and raised one eyebrow, looking very proud and arrogant.

"So how do you reward me?"

This is the key point, he is not working in vain.

"what do you want?"

"It depends on what you give."

Although he told Bai Ningwei to give it to him while she was watching, his hand was dishonestly reaching towards Bai Ningwei's waist belt.

With a flick of her slender fingers, the waistband fell off with a click, and the once solemn dress became loose. It was like an eggshell with a crack, and with a gentle peel, you can get a smooth and whole hard-boiled egg.

"Weiwei is on top today."

"Sex in broad daylight, here, are you sure?"

Bai Ningwei was a little nervous. Although she, as the empress dowager, did not have much real power and could not handle government affairs, there were always officials who would report to her from time to time.

"No one will come."

An Jiu reached out with a wicked smile and took off Bai Ningwei's robe. Without the support of her shoulders, the heavy robe with wide sleeves instantly fell to the ground.

Under her outer robe, Bai Ningwei wore a narrow-sleeved skirt. The skirt was one-piece, and as long as she found the edge, she could touch the fascinatingly smooth skin.

An Jiu was familiar with the place, and Bai Ningwei was also bewitched by him and took off his belt as if possessed by a demon, revealing the white undershirt underneath.

When the two were about to have sex shamelessly, Li Xiaojiu heard a notification.

"Empress Dowager, the Minister of Rites has something to report."

Bai Ningwei was greatly panicked and quickly slid off Anjiu's body, frantically looking for her outer robe and belt.

The more anxious people are, the worse they will do things.

He managed to put on his outer robe, but couldn't find his belt. Anjiu also hadn't put on his clothes, but he wasn't in a hurry at all.

Li Xiaojiu asked again in doubt.

Bai Ningwei had no choice but to stuff An Jiu and all the scraps of clothes under the imperial desk, and then sit down to cover the inappropriate area.

"Let the Lord from the Ministry of Rites come in."

After receiving the approval, two officials from the Ministry of Rites walked into the hall holding the memorial.

"Your Highness and I pay our respects to the Queen Mother. The eldest prince's marriage has been planned and is now being reviewed by the Queen Mother. If there is anything inappropriate, I will take it back for revision."

After saying that, the two ministers opened the memorials and began to read them one by one.

The prince's wedding was a complex process, with details ranging from small details like a handkerchief to big things like the wedding sedan chair.

Today, the people from the Ministry of Rites must finalize the entire process.

As the Empress Dowager, Bai Ningwei was also addressed as Mother by the eldest prince. Even if she was just doing it for the sake of face, she had to listen to the entire memorial patiently.

Glancing at Anjiu, he seemed quite relaxed at the moment. He was lazily sitting on the floor, with the imperial desk blocking his view, and he raised his eyebrows and smirked at her.

He rubbed his forehead again, indicating that he had been hit on the head by the rough treatment.

Before she could say she deserved it, he reached under her skirt and lifted it up, revealing her embroidered shoes, then her calves.

Bai Ningwei took a deep breath and tried to pull her feet back, but he simply hugged her legs in his arms.

Bai Ningwei sat there, facing the two ministers, her expression unchanged, but she couldn't move her legs.

While the two ministers were reading the memorials attentively, she secretly glared at An Jiu under the imperial desk, but saw that he was getting more and more aggressive and moved his hand up along her calf.

Oh my god, how can it be so exciting?

Bai Ningwei kept her expression unchanged, reached out and patted An Jiu's hand.

"Snapped!"

With a sound, the two ministers who were reading the gift list were stunned, thinking that there was something wrong with the arrangement of the gift list.

"Queen Mother?"

"It's okay, you two continue."

Bai Ningwei pulled her hand back awkwardly and waved at the two people in front of her to dispel the mistake she had just made.

The two of them did not suspect anything and continued to read the memorial.

An Jiu huddled on the ground, laughing secretly. He even went so far as to try to take off Bai Ningwei's embroidered shoes. She raised her foot and stepped on his rebellious hand, which finally made him behave himself a little.

However, the wedding details drawn up by the Ministry of Rites were extremely lengthy. Not only could An Jiu, who was hiding under the imperial desk, not sit still, but even Bai Ningwei could not sit still.

God knows how they had the fortitude to finish reading such a long list. As the empress dowager, she had to participate in the whole process and could not be vague, otherwise she would be criticized by the censors.

Anjiu gently shook her calf, and she adjusted her sitting posture and leaned back, lowering her eyes to see Anjiu lip-syncing to her.

"Pen."

Are you too bored and need to write or draw to pass the time?

That’s a solution, but shouldn’t I put on my clothes first to leave some space?

Bai Ningwei thought distractedly for a moment, then used the stack of memorials on the imperial desk as a cover to take two brushes from the pen holder and quietly put them under the table.

But there were definitely not enough pens, so Bai Ningwei put on a serious look and slowly handed over the red and black ink sticks and a brush washer on the imperial desk.

The inkstone was too large and heavy to be moved under the eyes of the two ministers. Also, the rice paper would make a noise if passed down, making it difficult.

Bai Ningwei was thinking seriously about how to smuggle things across, making the two ministers think that she was seriously thinking about the wedding process of the eldest prince.

The two exchanged glances and admired in their hearts that the Queen Mother was indeed broad-minded and had a very responsible attitude.

The empress dowager who seemed dignified and serious in the eyes of the ministers was actually behind the imperial desk with her skirt lifted up and her feet stepping on Anjiu's lower abdomen.

An Jiu got the brush, dipped it in water, brushed it on the cinnabar ink stick, and then picked up the brush to paint on Bai Ningwei's legs.

A cool and soft touch came from her calves. Bai Ningwei's pupils trembled with excitement. Her brain went blank for a moment, and she subconsciously dug her feet down hard.

This kick almost made Anjiu scream.

He laughed and shook his head under the table, then raised his hand to pat her tense calf.

He had the audacity to ask her to relax.

Bai Ningwei seemed to be listening to the ministers' discussion, but in her heart she just wanted to grab An Jiu's ears and throw him out.

Asshole, how can people concentrate on listening when you do such tricks? What if you accidentally get caught?

But An Jiu, without knowing the consequences, kissed Bai Ningwei's calf at this moment.

The warm breath on the skin, the unusually soft touch, the less visible it is, the more sensitive the touch is.

She was wrong today. Why did she let