My eunuch An is a yandere

My name is Gualü, a name I got when I was fifteen years old.

Before this, I didn't have a proper name.

My parents named me Zhaodi. But in our village, there are seven or eight girls named Zhaodi, and many women and aunts also had this name.

Therefore, we Zhaodi know that this is not a name, but the parents' hope for a son. We are just the objects that carry this hope.

No matter whether my parents will give birth to a younger brother in the future, it cannot change my fate of being a money-losing girl.

When I was ten years old, my parents sold me to a human trafficker.

She left the village and became a servant for a wealthy family.

From then on, people started calling me, “Hey, you, that one over there…”

My life was really bad during those years. My master always sold me out for various reasons.

Some of them were in trouble, others were due to promotions, and in short, they no longer lived in the county. I wasn't a natural child, and the master's family didn't want to take us with them when they moved away, so they hired human traffickers to sell us.

When I was fifteen, perhaps because I prayed to the Bodhisattva too many times, the Bodhisattva was moved by me and let me meet the young lady.

That day, a group of us went to the young lady's house, waiting to be selected. We heard that this young lady was going to the capital to be a concubine, and needed a personal maid to serve her.

All of us are maids, and we never thought that one day we would be able to become a head maid. This is undoubtedly good news.

Everyone dressed neatly and wet their hair to make it smooth and tidy.

I didn't expect that I would be the lucky one to be chosen by the lady.

The lady asked me what my name was. I blushed and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time. I could only shake my head repeatedly.

The lady guessed that I might not have a name, so she named me Gualü.

The young lady said that Gualü was a rare lychee, more valuable than gold. Since he was hers, his value was naturally a hundred times greater, and he deserved a good name.

The lady had a very nice voice. Although I didn’t quite understand what she said and didn’t know what lychee was, I liked the name.

Later, I followed the young lady to Kyoto and entered the Imperial Palace, and took good care of her.

The lady always pulls me aside to say thank you. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't know what she would do.

Actually, I should say thank you for being able to follow a master like Miss. She can do things by herself and never orders me around. When she sees that I am working hard alone, she will come to help.

She said that although we are master and servant, we should be friends who rely on each other.

Life in the palace was completely different from what was portrayed in operas. Once you entered the palace, you became an empress.

When a young lady becomes a mistress, although her food and clothing are better than at home, there are also many restrictions.

In the palace, talented women had to bow to almost everyone they met. The young lady disliked these rules and rarely went out.

She stayed in the small temple and taught me to read and write.

She said that everyone should learn to read, so that the whole country can progress and mobile phone games can be invented slowly.

If I had seen these things, I would know that the palace is actually nothing.

Sometimes I simply couldn’t understand what the young lady was saying, but I did understand one thing: she didn’t like living in a palace.

This is obviously the best place in the world.

Even palace maids had three meals a day, monthly wages, and a new set of clothes every year.

But I know that the young lady was happiest on the way to the palace.

It took the young lady almost three years to adapt to the rules of the palace. She sang a song in front of the emperor. It was so beautiful that even a fool like me remembered one line: "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart."

His Majesty was deeply attracted to the young lady and appointed her as a concubine, improving her food, clothing and other treatment.

The young lady ate what she wanted, but she was crying and laughing at the same time. I was worried, but she calmed down and smiled at me and said that she should just treat it as a job, after all, money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

I want to say, if you are unhappy, don’t smile. It doesn’t look good.

After becoming a concubine, the young lady's life finally went smoothly. I never expected that she would become the empress dowager and rule the country from behind the curtain.

I seem to understand some of the things she told me before, but not much.

In short, she is the person I admire most, and there is no woman more amazing than her.

When I was old enough to leave the palace, she found me a good husband, and I became the wife of an official. But I still returned to the palace to serve as a personal maid to the young lady.

My life is perfect, but the lady is not happy.

She said she was trying to make some changes, but all failed.

Later, the Regent Huo Lou came to her side, comforted her, and the young lady gradually came out of her loss.

I saw it all, and although I knew it was a heinous crime, I was secretly happy for the young lady.

This was probably what the young lady meant by love. They were in love, a match made in heaven. It was just a pity that their identities hindered them from being together.

When the young lady asked Anjiu for medicine to fake her death, I knew she wanted to leave the palace.

At the same time, I found out that my husband was also working for Huo Cheng.

At that time, I didn't understand that pillow talk is not only something women say to men, but men can also say it to women.

My husband often talks to me about the rules for women, the moral principles of human relations, and how a husband is the steel of his wife.

I thought of the young lady, and I retorted. There are always families in this world where women are the masters of the house.

But her husband said that if women could make the decision, she shouldn't sit behind the curtain. After all, she was just making wedding clothes for the emperor.

So I asked him, if the Queen just wanted to be an ordinary person one day, would she be happy?

My husband told me that men have been unfaithful since ancient times. Only when a man owes a woman can this woman control the man for his whole life.

My muddled mind bought into this nonsense. In this world, any man with a little money would want to take concubines, let alone the Regent. If he owed the young lady, then with this, he couldn't let her down.

On the day Huo Cheng forced the emperor to abdicate, I didn't understand why the young lady, who had planned to fake her own death and leave the palace, had to escape through a secret passage. I also didn't understand why Huo Cheng, knowing clearly what the Empress was planning, still went through such a drama of forcing the emperor to abdicate.

But when Huo Cheng told me that he owed the lady this time, I somehow told him the location of the secret passage.

But in the end the lady really died.

No one told me what happened in the secret passage.

But I vaguely knew that I had been deceived by my husband and Huo Cheng.

From then on, I became the little emperor's nanny and never left the palace again.

The little emperor is very capable. He has been taught very well by the young lady. The little emperor is willing to talk to me from time to time.

Gradually, I finally understood the truth behind the forced abdication. It was nothing more than a shameless man trying to exploit a woman's sincerity and squeeze out all her value. Even if he had even a modicum of sincerity, he would have to smear her in the end to preserve his own reputation.

And I became Huo Cheng's accomplice and killed the young lady.

So when the little emperor grew into a teenager and Huo Cheng was desperate, I told him everything about the secret passage.

After hearing that Huo Cheng was dead, I also drank the poisoned wine that had been prepared long ago.

In my dying moments, I was thinking, if there is an afterlife, I must not let the lady meet me again.

I was a loser after all and caused her trouble.