One day, Han Zeyu transmigrated, his eyes brimming with tears of excitement. He remembered that before his transmigration, he was a 1.92-meter tall, dark-skinned sports student. Looking at the endl...
He Mengying breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the masked man was Mr. Su. Now she finally had someone she could communicate with normally.
Fortunately, Brother Han didn’t bring Tie Hanhan with him, otherwise she would have received the blow in vain tonight.
He Mengying looked up at the sky and decided to make it short.
The courtyard was inhabited by palace maids and eunuchs. The only difference was that some like her were retired palace maids, while the other half were about to retire.
Han Zeyu suddenly realized that there was a reason why the palace used eunuchs.
At the beginning, you may feel powerless, but once you adapt to the changes in your body, you may not even have the heart to do it.
Su Shien hit the nail on the head: "Why is someone who is about to leave the palace here?"
He Mengying said with difficulty: "Because, because they sold their identities."
“Who did you sell it to?”
"unknown."
"Your identity was also sold?"
"No, I came to my sisters to raise money and discovered this incident by accident."
"I see you have freedom of movement, why don't you just leave?"
"I can't leave. Someone's watching me. The first time I went to the bookstore, I used the excuse of paying back a debt. The second time, I said I was there to get the IOU."
Su Shien understood: "There are traitors in your hospital, but you don't know who they are, nor do you know how many people there are. Am I right?"
He Mengying nodded repeatedly.
Han Zeyu lay on Su Shien's back and asked, "You went to so much trouble to come to us. Are you afraid that the people inside will kill you, or are you afraid that the people outside will kill you as well?"
He Mengying looked at him with a complicated expression. This was a typical example of playing the pig and eating the tiger.