The golden tortoise stretched out its paws and yawned vigorously for a full ten seconds before licking its paws like a kitten and opening its mouth.

How was your life in the last world?

The memory wasn't clear, and the lamp wick was still a bit out of sorts. He stared blankly at the grave mound on the electronic screen; he was outside, and Gu Han was inside.

[Host, I have good news for you!]

[320 years in prison already, next time 640, success is just around the corner]

"Could you find out who he is?"

The lamp wick pressed against his face, his spirits were low.

He didn't want to know how many years he'd been released from prison. He'd offended the Supreme God, and he knew he couldn't cling to any powerful figures anymore. The small world seemed good for now, and he didn't want to go back. The wick wanted to be a rootless duckweed, drifting wherever it pleased.

[Small world NPCs, no need to check]

Okay, I'll send you the information.

*

Zhou, Jing, and Chaoyu formed a tripartite balance of power.

Among them, Chaoyu was the strongest. After the new emperor ascended the throne, he swallowed up countless small countries in one fell swoop, causing other small countries to tremble with fear and have no choice but to sign peace treaties and pay tribute and become vassals every year.

Persia was a weak country and didn't have much of value.

Hearing that Emperor Chaoyu was fond of beautiful women and had countless concubines and male favorites in his harem, he offered his own prince as a gift.

Emperor Chao Yu was a pervert; the more beautiful a woman was, the more he enjoyed torturing her.

The Persian prince had to endure it for the sake of his country. He would not flatter or fawn, and would often show disgust on his face. Over time, this displeased the emperor, and within two months he was thrown into the cold palace.

They were subjected to abuse by eunuchs and palace maids, fed spoiled food in the summer and covered with thin quilts in the winter.

Some older eunuchs, seeing his handsome appearance, even laid hands on him and wantonly insulted him.

The Persian prince's attendants risked their lives to relay the message to the outside world. When Emperor Yu learned of this, they thought he would soften his stance and at least not allow them to be cuckolded.

But they all underestimated the depraved emperor's bottom line.

Emperor Chao Yu was extremely excited, as if he had discovered a new continent.

He personally selected ten people to torture Song Ying, bringing him to the brink of death. But that wasn't the end of it; he enjoyed seeing the Persian prince's pained expression.

The imperial physician was kept alive.

This was solely so that he could continue to endure more pain and torment.

Later, the Persian prince became numb.

Chao Yuhuang was some kind of pervert, and he just wanted to make Song Ying suffer unbearable pain, not only physically but also mentally. He scared him with snakes and fed him insects. His perversion was outrageous.

When Song Ying's body could no longer bear it, Emperor Chao Yu launched a war without hesitation, directly destroying Persia. When Song Ying learned of this, he was in unbearable pain and hated it to the extreme.

The presence of resentment severely affected the normal operation of the small world.

We must send someone to stabilize the situation.

Not every step is planned out. Nan Yu is the fourth mission taker in this world. Except for the ending, the process is basically different. Some mission takers come, and Song Ying may be reborn.

Some may be in the middle of the storyline.

Some of them were just presented as tribute.

Nan Yulai's story takes place at a point in the plot where Song Ying is banished to the cold palace, suffers bullying, and does not reincarnate.

The reason why several mission takers failed to complete the mission is that they would follow the original owner's personality, gradually becoming violent and their thoughts would become more and more perverse, taking pleasure in torturing others.

Nan Yu is also unable to avoid this situation, because he might also be affected.

The system created a new body for him.

Because Emperor Chao Yu was a little bit dirty.

For Song Ying, the so-called "favor" of the perverted emperor was nothing but pure torture: whipping, rolling on a bed of nails, branding with hot irons...

It wasn't just him; all his male lovers were like that. The pervert wasn't into men, but rather he was keen to appreciate the beautiful yet distorted expressions of handsome men when they were suffering. He only did that with women.

As soon as Nan Yu opened her eyes, she sat down at the desk, holding a memorial in her hand.

It was already dark outside, and you could faintly hear the eunuch striking the night watchman's gong, shouting, "The weather is dry, be careful with fire!"

Judging from the knocking sound, it's already past four in the morning, around one o'clock.

As is customary, Bai Yuci usually had to get up at four o'clock to begin preparing for court.

Nan Yu's hand trembled, and he suddenly threw the memorial aside, rushing to his palace to rest. He did this every day, fearing he would die suddenly.

The young eunuch had just helped him lie down.

I suddenly felt unwell.

He kept turning over and over as if he were being pricked by needles.

The golden turtle then flew over and added:

[Host, I forgot to tell you, you need someone to sleep with you every night. It can be a concubine or a male favorite. Just have a eunuch choose one.]

The lamp wick doesn't believe it.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself not to move. My heart pounded harder and harder; every pore screamed. It was unbearable. The night watchman, listening for any sound, asked in a high-pitched voice through the curtains:

"Does Your Majesty need to get up in the middle of the night?"

Suffering terribly, Dengxin's temper flared. He suddenly sat up, flung open the tent flap, and shouted, "Song Ying! Bring Song Ying to me!"

The eunuch on night duty was startled, but quickly realized what was happening and immediately ran to inform the chief eunuch, Wei Yuanhua.

Eunuch Wei was the personal eunuch of Emperor Yu. Knowing that the emperor was capricious and would ask for someone in the middle of the night, he quickly ordered a junior eunuch to go to the Cold Palace to find the person.

We need to wash Song Shijun as quickly as possible, pack her up, and send her over.

After an incense stick has burned.

The young eunuch rushed back to report that Lady Song had caught a cold two days ago, and it was quite serious; she absolutely could not see the Emperor.

The leader, who was eavesdropping, suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Left with no other choice, he had to return to the Emperor's presence with the eunuchs from the Imperial Household Department, inform His Majesty of the situation, and request that His Majesty select other concubines or attendants to him in bed.

Nan Yu glanced at the sign.

Consort Xian, Consort Zhen, Lady Zhaoyi, Noble Lady...

There was also a row of male concubines.

Male concubines didn't have many ranks; they were all collectively called "servants of the emperor."

Among those who served the emperor, there was one who held a special position: the concubine.

Similar to a male version of the secondary empress.

Their status in the harem was usually low, but a few held official positions, one of whom was a third-ranking scholar in the imperial examinations. He would spend his days compiling books and writing history at the Hanlin Academy and return to the palace at night. When the emperor summoned him, he would serve him in bed.

If the emperor doesn't summon you, you can spend that night peacefully.

The ladies-in-waiting wore elaborate makeup, adorned with flowers and greenery.

Because heavy makeup was all the rage in Chaoyu.

Emperor Chao Yu had a unique perspective, so none of the male favorites in his memory were within Deng Xin's aesthetic range.

Including Song Ying.

Previously, when the Emperor of Chaoyu visited him, he would wear bright red lipstick every day, apply thick rouge to both cheekbones, and paint floral designs on his forehead, not the peach blossom and willow leaf kind, but a red dot in the middle of a baka (a type of Chinese idiom).

Her eye makeup was also terrible.

Compared to the dirty makeup of the male concubines, the imperial concubines were 'fresh'. Even if they wore bright red and green clothes, their face makeup was always clean, and their heavy and beautiful makeup complemented each other perfectly.

I stared at the sign, but couldn't bring myself to buy it.

He simply waved his hand, and the eunuch from the Imperial Household Department withdrew. Deng Xin was so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep, while Wei Yuanhua carefully followed and served him. This continued until the morning court session, when his heart finally stopped beating—no, it slowed down.

I didn't sleep all night and I'm feeling quite tired.