If the little eunuch hadn't possessed such outrageously handsome features, she would have had a hard time guaranteeing she wouldn't have slapped him.
Fortunately, I was rational enough.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Shen Jiao saw a hint of disappointment in the eunuch's eyes. Disappointment? Was it because she hadn't slapped him? Or was it because he hadn't screamed in terror?
ill!
No wonder everyone says that the Yan Emperor is a capricious lunatic. Even the eunuchs and spies sent by the Wei Kingdom to serve him have been influenced by him and have become seriously ill.
"Why are you here again? Although the Yan Emperor values you, you are still a spy. A spy should act like a spy. You can't be arrogant because of his favor, and you can't be careless. You keep running to me. Aren't you afraid of being discovered and killed by the Yan Emperor?" Shen Jiao had a slight headache.
It's not a big deal that he was discovered, after all, the little eunuch looks delicate, but he showed his fearless strength on our first meeting. But it would be bad if he dragged her into trouble.
Shen Jiao thought to herself, "Shouldn't spies ignore each other and act like strangers? They have absolutely no professional ethics."
A sudden visit in the middle of the night—could it be that he discovered she had carelessly left a dagger lying around and is questioning her? Surely not. She's just an unknown little dancer; why is he keeping such a close watch on her?
"Are you worried about me?" The eunuch gave a strange smile, seemingly finding her reaction somewhat ridiculous.
The laughter sounded eerily quiet at night, sending chills down Shen Jiao's spine. What word of hers expressed any concern for him? The little eunuch's reading comprehension was truly questionable.
Despite thinking this way, she still reminded him, "Of course, after all, we're all in the same boat now. We share the same fate, so it's best to be careful in everything we do."
After all, she couldn't bear to let such a handsome young eunuch die so early.
"Heh." The eunuch scoffed, clearly dissatisfied with her answer. He could see through her perfunctory attitude at a glance, his sword-like eyebrows furrowing into a knot, but he didn't expose her cowardice.
He said in a sinister tone, "My name is Yasheng, and I am here to serve the Emperor of Yan."
Having said that, he shut up and adopted a respectful demeanor. His simple and unadorned eunuch attire inexplicably revealed a hint of ascetic allure, demonstrating to Shen Jiao what it meant to change one's expression on the spot.
Yan Sheng waited for Shen Jiao to ask him about the Yan Emperor. His dark pupils shone eerily in the silent night, reflecting her speechless expression.
Although her attitude irritated him so much that he wanted to kill her, he was also curious about what she would ask, and he forced himself to suppress his murderous intent.
The little eunuch's face changed faster than she could read a book. Since he wasn't there to question her, Shen Jiao wasn't so nervous anymore. She patted Yan Sheng's shoulder and said understandingly, "No need for that. We're both working people in the same boat. I don't need to be served. Go to sleep."
To be honest, she hadn't had enough sleep.
Why torture each other? It's bad for everyone.
Yan Sheng was slightly taken aback. This woman was indeed quite bold! How dare she be so close to him, even to the point of sharing the same fate? No, no, no... No one was willing to share the same fate as him, and no one dared to share the same fate as him.
He came to his senses, figured out what Shen Jiao meant, and stared at her face with a gloomy expression, suppressing the urge to crack open her skull to see how much paste was inside.
Yan Sheng: "Don't you want to ask the Emperor of Yan what he likes?"
Shen Jiao said, "Why would I ask him what he likes? I'm not going to be his wife."
"...Then what are his weaknesses?" Yan Sheng casually mentioned, but before Shen Jiao could react, he immediately dismissed it, "Let's forget about that. He has no weaknesses, otherwise he wouldn't have made Wei beg for mercy."
He sounded very smug.
Shen Jiao: Hey brother, as a spy for Wei, is it appropriate for you to diminish your own country's prestige and boost the Yan Emperor's morale?
"I am disgusted with life but I am unaware of it. But if you want to assassinate the Yan Emperor, you should learn more about him so that I can help you. For example, his speech and habits, his taste in food and drink, or how he likes to die and how he wants to die. You can ask me about these things, and I know them all."
His tone became even more smug.
Shen Jiao looked behind Yan Sheng and almost thought he was a proud and arrogant peacock spreading its tail feathers.
She was somewhat curious about his last two bloody questions. "Since ancient times, emperors have wished they could reign for a hundred years. How could they possibly want to die? I'm naive and easily fooled. Don't try to fool me."
Yasuo: "...You don't believe me?"
His face suddenly darkened, and then he stared at Shen Jiao strangely for a long time, with the ruthlessness of a beast eyeing its prey. She tightened her grip on the bedding.
Shen Jiao immediately replied, "I believe you!"
Upon seeing this, Yan Sheng suddenly burst into laughter, filled with disdain and hostility, as if he had a simple but brief episode of madness.
But his smile was incredibly beautiful, surpassing even the most alluring beauty in a painting, especially his eyes, which shimmered and sparkled like autumn water. Shen Jiao almost became completely captivated by them, unable to extricate herself.
"What a pity." Her mind suddenly went blank.
The person who disliked life asked, "What's a pity?"
"It's a pity you're a eunuch."
Shen Jiao was heartbroken and pounded her chest in frustration. How could such a handsome young man be a eunuch? It was an outrage against heaven and earth! In the modern world, he could easily make a living based on his looks.
A mental illness can be cured, but a physical disability renders her powerless! Otherwise, she would have taken it with her when she escaped.
Yan Sheng: "..."
He couldn't quite understand it, and even had the urge to order someone to arrest that pig, Emperor Wei, and ask him if he was truly senile, daring to use any kind of mentally challenged fool.
Or perhaps, this stupid woman has truly become incredibly audacious.
He fiddled with the prayer beads on his wrist, growing increasingly agitated until they rubbed a ring of red marks around his pale skin. He then grabbed Shen Jiao's cheek and said, "You dare to say anything? Do you know who I am?"
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