The bed was very hard, making his back ache.

Zhu Yu's face was ashen. He remembered that he had been shot in the heart with an arrow, so why did he not feel pain in his heart, but in these other places instead?

He frowned slightly, reached up to touch his shoulder, and his hand inadvertently brushed against the softness of her chest.

With a gentle squeeze, it feels soft and fleshy.

It feels pretty good.

The key point is that it is symmetrical from left to right, and there are two of them.

wrong!

Why are there two soft lumps on his body?

Could it be that the arrow that shot him in the heart was poisoned, causing his chest to swell up like that?

Can……

Whose heart was pierced by an arrow, resulting in two swollen breasts?

Zhu Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, his head throbbed, and combined with the sound from before, he finally realized something was wrong.

He didn't become a eunuch, but rather...

So, Zhu Yu quietly slipped his hand under the covers, tracing it down his smooth skin, past his lower abdomen, and stopped between his legs...

ah……!!

It's gone, it's gone!

It's really gone!

His brother, who used to stand tall and proud every morning, is gone!

Damn it, he's become a woman!

The key issue is that she's a woman with small breasts!

This is utterly ridiculous!

Zhu Yu was furious. His hands clenched into fists. When he saw those small, white hands, less than half the size of his own, his mind went blank, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

Zhu Yu had the same dream as Lu Xiaoyun.

When I woke up and looked at my wrist, I saw two bright, fresh characters on my right bracelet: One Hundred!

Zhu Yu was so angry he wanted to curse. What a piece of junk!

That wicked, stupid woman—now I've become her, and I even have to please others on her behalf!

He was the mighty Prince An, the invincible war god of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He never put others in his eyes. Anyone who dared to provoke him would be killed!

One dies, then a whole bunch dies!

Now they've fallen so low as to have to fawn over others!

Screw trying to please others!

Zhu Yu wanted to tear off the broken bracelet from his hand and smash it to pieces.

My hands were practically raw, but I still couldn't pry it open at all.

Looking at that wrist, so thin and small, and that broken bracelet, so big, I just couldn't pull it off.

It's a ghost!

He slammed his wrist against the edge of the bed, but no one knew what material that broken thing was made of, because even after hitting it so hard, he couldn't even get a scratch.

It almost broke her delicate wrist.

He gasped several times from the pain, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Just then, the door was kicked open with a bang.