A lazy bum transmigrates and marries a eunuch – it's awesome!

Seeing Xiao Yuan's strange expression, Jiang Xinyu realized that she had said the wrong thing again, and tried to awkwardly change the subject with a dry laugh.

Xiao Yuan quickly waved his hand; he didn't want to hear any more of this cheap wife's outrageous words.

It's too stimulating; he's too old for that.

Supervisor Xiao suddenly realized that his outburst that afternoon was incredibly stupid; it wasn't worth getting angry at such a person.

This girl is sometimes insightful and sometimes silly, always oscillating between shrewdness and foolishness. It's really pointless to argue with her.

Seeing that Xiao Yuan was about to leave, Jiang Xinyu grabbed his sleeve again.

Now, the Emperor has given Xiao Yuan a fake identity, which is why he can stay at home for a few days. If he gets busy in the future, he might not be able to return to this outer residence.

If he really doesn't come back, she can't go looking for him everywhere, and then her plan to cultivate their relationship will fall through.

In this deserted place, where she knew no one and had no one to talk to, Jiang Xinyu was quite looking forward to Xiao Yuan accompanying her.

The time-traveling god is really unreliable. He should at least give her a system or a companion spirit or something. If she had someone to chat with about gossip, she wouldn't be clinging to Xiao Yuan like that.

Xiao Yuan knew Jiang Xinyu was up to no good as soon as he saw her lewd smile, so he said he had to leave quickly afterward.

Jiang Xinyu stomped her foot in anger, cursed the eunuch under her breath, and turned back into the house.

The two maids breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the eunuch leave.

Their lady seemed innocent and easy to please, and they weren't that nervous even without the Grand Eunuch around.

I just hope the two masters can get along well and not quarrel. It's really scary how my mood fluctuates every day.

People in ancient times didn't have much of a nightlife. It's already dark now, and it seems like there's nothing to do except sleep.

If it were an ordinary young lady from a respectable family, she might embroider a handkerchief or read a book.

Jiang Xinyu was too lazy to do needlework, and she also disliked the vertical format of Zhihu's books. After sulking for a while, she asked her maid to fetch water to wash up and go to bed early.

It's a pity her powers haven't recovered yet, otherwise she could have sneaked into Xiao Yuan's courtyard and ambushed him.

Isn’t it said that it’s easy for a girl to pursue a boy?

She practically threw herself at him; if this were modern times, they probably would have already made plans together.

I never expected that an old eunuch would be so hard to win over. Is she really that bad?

depressed,

Unwilling,

It hurts my self-esteem!

Once or twice is acceptable, but not a third or fourth time; once or six times is acceptable, but not a seventh or eighth time.

Even a proud old lady has her pride; if this guy still doesn't accept her within a month, she should give up.

Just as I had planned before the arranged marriage, it wouldn't be so bad to be a lazy bum living off the land in this mansion.

Forget about love and romance; once her skills are restored, she'll fly away.

She could either find a place to become a mountain bandit king and seize a few husbands to keep by her side, or she could pretend to be a wealthy widow and have a fling with a woman from the old days.

She had no intention of picking up any down-on-his-luck scholars or injured knights-errant; the risk was too high and they could easily suffer the consequences.

Go to Nanfeng Pavilion and see if there are any former courtesans who sell their art but not their bodies, and would rather die than take customers, but are being harassed in every way because of their age.

The prime age for male prostitutes at Nanfeng Pavilion is thirteen or fourteen. They start to fade into obscurity at twenty, and by twenty-five or twenty-six, they either become training madams or end up as the lowest-class slaves.

But for modern people, this is the best age, and Jiang Xinyu really doesn't think she's old at all.

He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and had seen all walks of life. He was proud and upright, but he was about to be trampled into the mud.

Wow, just thinking about it is exciting.

Jiang Xinyu's lazy nature kicked in again at this moment. She ate well, slept well, and even comforted herself. Before long, she drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.

Even his dreams were filled with 18+ content, and their excitement was no less than that of a romantic idol drama.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yuan on the other side was almost completely smitten by her. No matter how tough he sounded, his mind was racing with fantasies.

Especially when he thought of the feeling of Jiang Xinyu's soft, sweet lips kissing his face, Xiao Duzhu, who was nearly 30, seemed to have returned to his teenage years when he was most prone to falling in love.

Even when she finally falls asleep, her dreams are restless. One moment she dreams of the two of them growing old together, the next she dreams of Jiang Xinyu hiding in another man's arms, cursing him as a eunuch and a toad trying to eat swan meat.

Xiao Yuan couldn't remember the specific details of the dream. When he was awake, he only felt a tightness in his chest and was very angry, with a hint of grievance mixed with his anger.

You were the one who provoked me first, so why did you treat me like trash after I responded?

I was content to be a eunuch, but you insisted on dragging me into the mortal world. Now that you've brought me in, you want to kick me out. There's no such easy way out.

As he thought about it, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He must have lost his mind. The dignified head of the Eastern Depot was actually affected by a little girl he had just met.

No wonder people always say that even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. It's not just about the beauty; it's about love.

He had seen women more beautiful and charming than Jiang Xinyu before, but this was the first time in so many years that someone had touched his heart.

Only now does he understand that in a honey trap, the beauty isn't the key; the key is the person.

The person who doesn't have to be exceptionally beautiful, but is just right to touch your heart.

Chief Supervisor Xiao is always calm and rational, not swayed by emotions. Even if he is provoked and feels dizzy, he will re-analyze the situation from a rational and objective perspective after calming down.

But because he was so confused, he didn't even realize that his analysis had become somewhat subjective.

Now that Jiang Xinyu's proportion has been lowered by someone with ulterior motives, Xiao Yuan has come to believe most of her explanations.

As for why a young girl would flirt with an old eunuch, Xiao Yuan concluded that the girl had too little common sense and didn't know what castration meant.

A skilled undercover agent can even fake his gaze; if he also has a pair of alluring, seductive eyes, he could even make a dog look at him with affection.

But what is fake is still fake, and it is difficult to fake a person's subconscious actions in an emergency.

For example, if someone you dislike suddenly hugs you, even if you follow training and quickly fall into their arms and make a series of intimate gestures, it's hard to control the muscle stiffness at that moment.

Before becoming the head of the Eastern Depot, Xiao Yuan had been in charge of spy training for a period of time, so he was quite authoritative in identifying traces of training.

Jiang Xinyu showed no signs of training, and her affection for him didn't seem like an act.

He couldn't think of any other reasonable explanation besides the fact that the young girl didn't know about the eunuch's physical condition.

If it's just a pretense of deep affection, Xiao Yuan doesn't need to worry. He can either play along and enjoy it for a while or deal with it early to avoid trouble.

They could even follow the clues to find her master and wipe him out completely, letting everyone know the consequences of plotting against Xiao Yuan.

But it's precisely because it's real that it's difficult to handle.

Rationally, he should have made Jiang Xinyu realize what it meant to be a eunuch and keep her distance from him long ago, but emotionally, he couldn't bear to.

Finally, someone loves him with affection, and he wants to experience what it feels like to be loved.

Fearing he would sink deeper if he went further, yet unwilling to give up if he took a step back, Xiao Yuan, a man who was not quite a complete man, did the same thing as most men.

escape!

Xiao Yuan ran away, leaving the mansion with his men early in the morning without even having breakfast.

Jiang Xinyu was so angry she laughed when she found out.

It was only the second day of his marriage, a holiday, so what urgent matter required the head of the Eastern Depot to personally seek his help?

That scoundrel is clearly avoiding her.

Pshaw, you can run away but you can't hide. If you're so capable, then don't ever come back to the mansion.

Jiang Xinyu, channeling her grief and anger into food, slammed her hand on the table and ordered, "Have the kitchen prepare ten old hens for me, and get three century-old ginseng roots from the storeroom to stew together."

"Ask the steward what tonics the household has. Bring them to me, whether it's Ganoderma lucidum, deer antler, or a complete tonic pill. This lady needs to nourish herself properly."

The maid agreed and hurried off, but inwardly she couldn't help but complain.

Their lady is furious!

We should hurry and have the steward find a doctor and call the supervisor back. If something bad happens to them, they won't be able to explain themselves.