My eunuch An is a yandere

"But why?"

An Cheng couldn't understand why An Jiu didn't plan to adopt a child.

Anjiu smiled proudly.

"Because I want to be a son-in-law."

Being the emperor's husband means being a son-in-law.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Yes, son-in-law. So if there's nothing else to do, please let me go. I'm in a hurry to return to the palace."

"Can……"

"What are you talking about? You're so long-winded."

Anjiu pushed Ancheng away and got on the carriage.

Only after sitting back in the carriage did he remember to ask.

"Which girl do you like?"

An Cheng blushed and muttered softly.

"It's Zhang Li Niang."

Although Zhang Ying likes others to call her Zhang Ying, she always uses the name given to her by her parents in front of An Cheng.

An Cheng knew what his little daughter was thinking. Although he had never called her by her name, when An Jiu asked, he still mentioned Zhang Ying's name.

An Jiu heard the name and said nothing. He then smiled disdainfully as he sat back down.

So what if she's called Li Niang? No one is as pretty as his Wei Wei.

Anyway, he could not imagine that Zhang Li'niang was Zhang Ying, and Zhang Ying was Zhang Li'niang.

An Cheng watched An Jiu's carriage stop outside the palace gate and watched him enter the palace alone.

I just can't understand how An Jiu, in his current situation, could become someone else's son-in-law.

However, the burden that he had been carrying in his heart was now gone. Although he felt a little sorry for his mother, he finally felt relieved.

Only then did he dare to look directly at the hairpin in his hand.

Before asking someone to propose marriage, he should have given Zhang Ying an explanation. He couldn't let someone marry him with a knot in her heart.

Thinking of this, An Cheng took a step forward and walked towards General Zhang's mansion.

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In Qingning Palace, Bai Ningwei rarely played around with Anjiu, but instead found the chessboard and started playing chess with him.

Both of them were terrible at chess, and neither of them was much better. They felt bored after just two games.

Clearing the chessboard, Anjiu picked out twelve white pieces and threw them on it at random.

"Guess the riddle. Twelve white pieces, one word."

"Emperor."

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Recently, a strange thing happened in Beijing. In the village closest to the imperial mausoleum, a farmer dug up a gold ingot while clearing wasteland.

The news spread like wildfire, attracting villagers from all over the village to come together to reclaim wasteland.

Who knew that someone actually dug out some gold and silver coins.

This also prompted people from other nearby villages to rush to reclaim this wasteland.

People from several villages even started fighting over this, and the noise was so loud that even the government was alerted.

Knowing that there was gold and silver buried under the wasteland, and considering that it was close to the imperial tomb, some people with better minds speculated that this place might have had good feng shui and was the burial place of important figures from the previous dynasty.

So the government sent people to surround the place and dispatched a team of soldiers to start digging.

Instead of gold, silver, or jewels, they unearthed twelve watermelon-sized stones. The remarkable thing about these stones was that they were completely white, like jade.

Then the news spread.

Ever since five ministers were splashed with feces, one resigned, one stayed indoors, and the remaining three reduced their public banquets, the wind direction in the court changed.

There were those fence-sitters and those who flattered and slugged the empress dowager first to surrender.

Bai Ningwei neither accepted nor rejected these people's actions, and her attitude was ambiguous and unclear.

When the strange stone was unearthed outside the capital, these people seized the opportunity and touted it, saying it was a revelation from heaven and that the dynasty was ruled by wise figures like the White Queen Mother, allowing the people to live and work in peace and prosperity.

People even composed doggerel and nursery rhymes for these strange stones.

All the meanings are hinting at one thing: Bai replaces Xiao, and the world will prosper.

Hearing these rumors, King Jing smashed a large vase from the official kiln of the previous dynasty at home. Not satisfied with this, he ordered someone to bring a white dog, cursed it, and finally found a stick and beat it hard.

Prince Jing's actions in the mansion were not concealed at all, and all of them were reported to the palace.

Xiao Qi, who had not attended court for a long time, suddenly spoke while having lunch with Bai Ningwei.

"Mother, do you want to be the emperor?"

Bai Ningwei put down her chopsticks and asked him with a smile.

"Did anyone say anything to His Majesty?"

Xiao Qi was still young and didn't understand what concealment meant. He said with his cute almond eyes open.

"Fuman and I said so."

Fuman was the eunuch that Bai Ningwei selected from among the people sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs after Xiao Qi became emperor to be Xiao Qi's personal eunuch.

Fuman was already sweating profusely at this moment. He fell to his knees with a thud, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

Bai Ningwei pretended not to see him, served Xiao Qi some soup, set it aside to cool, and waved away the other palace maids before asking him.

"If the Queen Mother said that only if she became the Emperor would things be easier to do, and that you and I would be safer, what would you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fuman's eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious. He was finished. He had heard something that was enough to silence him.

But Xiao Qi’s little brain couldn’t understand Bai Ningwei’s words.

He looked at Fuman lying on the ground and felt a little nervous.

He seemed to have said something wrong. However, he didn't like being the emperor, and since Bai Ningwei was always with him during court sessions, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what his mother said.

But no matter how young he was, he knew one thing, that is, the emperor's property could not be given to others casually, it could only be his own.

"Mother, it's the Emperor. As a son, what is it?"

"You are still the crown prince. When you grow up, want to be emperor, and have the ability to be emperor, you can become emperor again."

Xiao Qi thought hard and finally understood what he was saying.

"I am still the emperor."

"Yes, this world still belongs to your Majesty."

"Then, I agree."

Bai Ningwei laughed. Children are easy to coax. She didn't know if he would remember what she said now when he grows up.

On that day, Fuman, the emperor's personal eunuch, slipped and fell into a pond and drowned.

When King Jing heard this, he felt that the matter had reached a critical point.

He deeply suspected that the secret decree he was guarding might not last until the day when the emperor took power.

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Inside the Zichen Palace, An Jiu stood beside the imperial desk with a serious expression, and took out the information he had recently discovered.

"King Jing has been secretly trying to win over the ministers and is preparing to impeach you."

Bai Ningwei looked at the list of ministers that King Jing had recruited, and was somewhat surprised, but not too surprised to see Xiao Yuaner's name.

"Do you know what the princess's attitude is?"

Anjiu sneered.

"The eldest princess didn't buy into King Jing's recruitment entirely. From the information I sent to investigate, it seems the eldest princess has ulterior motives."

Ever since Xiao Yuan'er learned that her father had left a secret decree for Prince Jing, her mind has become active.

She neither firmly supported her brother Xiao Qi as King Jing hoped, nor did she express her trust in Bai Ningwei.

She is also someone who has dabbled in the court, and she has ambitions too.

If Bai Ningwei could become emperor overnight, why couldn't she, the legitimate princess, become emperor?

Xiao Fu also had the same idea.

He is married now, and as long as he gives birth to a legitimate son, he will be eligible to regain the throne.

Even if his son becomes the emperor and he himself becomes the emperor emeritus, that is fine.