My eunuch An is a yandere

An Jiu's suggestion to leave the palace to relax touched Bai Ningwei's heart. However, these were turbulent times, and no one knew what would happen next. After thinking about it, she declined.

"Wait a while. Lately, the palace has been agitated. The three old Taoist priests you brought in have been stirring up trouble in the palace, and even teamed up with Li Cairen to frame me."

"Li Cairen's goal is to get His Majesty to take back my custody of Qi'er. This is impossible for a mere talent to come up with."

How can someone who covets the throne of queen raise a legitimate son? Once Xiao Qi changes her mother, it will not be as simple as everything she has done being in vain, but she will be killed immediately.

She got angry when she talked about this, and punched the mattress, making the bracelet on her wrist clink.

An Jiu felt distressed and took a few steps forward, wanting to move closer to her so she could massage him, but Bai Ningwei hugged his waist tightly.

This was the first time she took the initiative to hug him.

"Anjiu, I'm scared, really scared."

Bai Ningwei hugged An Jiu tightly, expressing her inner fear.

There was unrest both inside and outside the palace. It was a fact that Xiao Duo was a weakling, and more and more people were anxious to escape. She could handle things in the harem with ease, but she had no control over what was happening outside the palace.

The current situation was very similar to that of her previous life. Some in the court still accused her of being a demon concubine, seducing the emperor into entering and leaving the Purple Palace. Although Huo Lou was gone, the Marquis of Zhenbei still kept on pestering her.

Xiao Duo was only going to die this year. By then, would she be forced to abdicate and be killed again? Even if she defeated the Marquis of Zhenbei, with that secret decree, Xiao Duo would have no idea when she wanted her to die.

The incident with Li Cairen was just a reminder to her that the countdown to the throne had begun, and she had to live carefully every day until the dust settled.

With the shadow of her previous life, Bai Ningwei, who has no real power for the time being, can only hold An Jiu.

Occasional displays of weakness were both a sweet treat for Anjiu and a way to strengthen their relationship. She hoped that Anjiu would always firmly choose her over power. Just like his decision to get a tattoo, knowing it wouldn't be accepted by the world, he still chose to do it for the one he loved.

An Jiu's blood boiled as he was embraced, and countless pink bubbles floated out of his heart and drowned him. How could such a good queen always have villains trying to murder her?

He bent down and picked her up sideways, turned around and sat on the bed, hugged her from behind, and gently kissed the top of her head, cherishing and intimate.

"Don't be afraid, Madam. I have everything under my belt. Neither the secret decree nor the Marquis of Zhenbei will threaten you."

As he spoke, he took out a dagger inlaid with gold and ebony from his arms and put it into Bai Ningwei's hand.

"But the situation is tense now, Your Majesty should be prepared. If someone is desperate and wants to harm Your Majesty, like this..."

As An Jiu spoke, his left hand, which was around Bai Ningwei's shoulders, slowly slid to her neck. His slender five fingers clasped her chin, while his index finger caressed the corner of her lips in an ambiguous way. He leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"If I hold you hostage from behind like this, you can just pull out this dagger with your backhand, and from here..."

The bony right hand wrapped around the dagger, drew an arc in the air, and stabbed into Bai Ningwei's left rib.

"Push it hard from here."

Bai Ningwei was being "held hostage" and could only look up at An Jiu who was looking at her affectionately. Their eyes met, and there was an inextricable emotion lingering between them.

Under the candlelight, his nose was particularly straight, almost touching the tip of her nose. As long as she raised her chin again, she could kiss him.

The dagger in her hand was still "stuck" in An Jiu's body behind her. For no reason, Bai Ningwei's heart suddenly started beating faster.

This Anjiu seemed a little too handsome, and she couldn't help but want to kiss him. But before she could move, he used his arms to turn her body around, and the two of them were facing each other.

"If someone attacks you head-on, draw your sword and slit their throat; if they're too tall, stab them in the chin."

After saying that, he held her hand and simulated it again, and tilted his head back to expose his throat.

Because Anjiu was a eunuch, his Adam's apple was not prominent. Only after he tilted his head back did his Adam's apple become prominent.

Bai Ningwei couldn't help herself and touched his Adam's apple with her left hand. It was like an electric current passing through, making An Jiu feel numb all over.

He grabbed the rebellious little hand, and his tone showed an unconcealable smile of success.

"This servant taught me, do you remember it?"

Although his intentions were not pure, he really wanted to teach her a few moves that could save her life.

Bai Ningwei nodded randomly. What kind of kind person would teach like this? Fortunately, these two moves weren't difficult to learn. She would practice them a few times when she had nothing to do, develop muscle memory, and then she would be able to catch the opponent off guard at the critical moment, right?

"It's easy to remember, but it takes practice to hit the target with one strike."

After Anjiu finished speaking, he pulled her up and stood up.

Bai Ningwei looked at him and felt that this matter was not that simple.

An Jiu held her right hand, pulled her into his arms, and teased her softly.

"My Lady, I am your master now. If I don't take it seriously, I will be punished."

"What's the penalty?"

"Kiss me as punishment."

As he spoke, he held her hand and raised it again, passed it across, and dropped it.

"Remember?"

Bai Ningwei was passively scratched, stabbed or pricked by him, and he actually taught her a set of boxing techniques.

The movements were not very pretty, but in the candlelight, Bai Ningwei's eyes were attracted by a pair of shadows on the ground, whose clothes fluttered as if they were dancing an endless dance.

"Remember?"

An Jiu asked again, and Bai Ningwei was so angry that she laughed. She had beaten him to pieces with a set of punches. She only saw the shadows and had no idea how to remember them. She simply turned around, cupped that cunning face, and kissed him fiercely.

The kiss between lips and teeth was intoxicating. After the kiss, Bai Ningwei climbed up the man's neck and rested her forehead on his chest, not in a hurry to drive him away.

"Are you proud to be my master?"

Anjiu hugged the person, and his smiling eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

"Yeah, very proud."

"Since you have become my master, you should not call yourself a slave when you are alone with me."

Perhaps it was the atmosphere, or perhaps she had thought so a long time ago, Bai Ningwei said it out loud.

An Jiu was stunned for a moment before he understood what Bai Ningwei was talking about. His nose felt sore and he blinked his moist eyes, not understanding what moved him.

He naturally didn't understand that two people who truly loved each other had equal souls, but he knew that from that moment on, there was a huge difference between them.

"Slave...I, I don't understand, but my lady, I am really happy."

Just a simple word "I". It has been a long time since he said this.

"Don't call me empress."

Bai Ningwei hugged him back and stopped talking. She thought that no matter what would happen between them in the future, from now on, she should at least give him a fair and just way of getting along with him, so as not to let down their friendship.