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But now that this day has truly come, Chi Xingyu feels an unparalleled calmness.
In her life, there is no longer just the game accompanying her. She once thought that her dark and mundane life was dull, but it has quietly been illuminated, like a spark that lights up her journey ahead.
When Chi Xingyu reflects on this life, the thing she regrets the least is probably meeting Tong Sui during that initial live stream and encountering him again in that variety show.
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The system announced: [The host will leave this world in ten seconds.]
[10, 9, 8… 2… 1, successfully departed.]
The author has something to say:
This world tells us that being a ‘licking dog’ is not shameful. Only by taking the initiative will there be stories.
The next world will probably feature the little emperor (Sui Bao) x a eunuch, a heartless and ruthless minister, Jiu Qiansui.
When Tong Sui woke up, a prickling pain shot through the skin on his arm as if it had been pinched. He hadn’t even figured out what was going on when a sharp voice scolded, “You little wildling, I told you to work, and you’re lazing around here, huh?”
Tong Sui furrowed his brows and looked over.
A pale-faced woman stood before him, dressed in eunuch attire, with sharp nails deeply embedded in Tong Sui’s already thin arm. She arrogantly lifted her chin and said, “Don’t think that just because you’ve entered the Qian Dong Five, you’re a prince. I’ll tell you, you’re just an illegitimate child from outside the palace.”
Before the mocking words of the little eunuch could finish, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her wrist.
“Ah—”
She clutched her wrist and stepped back, glaring in anger, “How dare you hurt me? Just wait and see how I’ll deal with you!”
The little eunuch didn’t expect Tong Sui to dare to fight back. Cursing angrily with a sharp and unpleasant tone, she skillfully grabbed the nearby rattan stick to hit him.
But she swung at empty air.
After Tong Sui dodged, he braced himself against the cold ground and stood up.
His usually dull and stupid eyes were now clear, as though washed in water, staring coldly at her.
The little eunuch trembled at his gaze, breaking out in a cold sweat for no reason, and stood there dumbfounded without any movement.
Is this still the fool who allowed herself to be beaten and scolded without daring to retort?
Although she was ordered to treat the newcomer Tong Sui harshly, she was still a royal descendant, the emperor’s blood. If it ever came to light, she would be dead ten times over.
Now, a sense of trepidation gripped her heart, and she dropped the rattan stick in her hand.
“If I’m in a good mood, I’ll spare you this time, but if you don’t clean the corridors properly today, don’t even think about having a meal!”
After the little eunuch awkwardly left, Tong Sui felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he collapsed back onto the cold, hard ground.
It was the peak of winter now.
The palace was shrouded in a blanket of white, with a sharp cold wind blowing, and the snow on the bare trees was so thick it almost bent the branches.
Tong Sui clearly felt that this new body was weak and feeble, clad in the coarsest linen clothing; his small frame appeared to be that of a child not yet grown.
He rolled up his sleeve to reveal his lanky arms, covered in dark purple bruises. Some were old and healed, while others were fresh, a haunting sight of overlapping injuries.
It was evident that encounters like his earlier one were not new.
The system stated: [Do you want to receive the world information?]
Tong Sui weakly nodded.
The system continued: [Begin transmitting information about this world.]
[This is a historical danmei court novel.
The protagonists work together to overthrow an incompetent puppet emperor’s nonsensical rule, eliminate the eunuch faction, and after taking power, diligently govern the country.]
[This time, the villain is the notorious eunuch Rong Jin, who everyone wants to eliminate.
During the current emperor’s indulgence in alchemy and immortality, neglecting state affairs, Rong Jin has taken control of the special agency of the Eastern Factory, above the law.
The head of the Imperial Secretariat and the pen-holding eunuchs are his minions and vassals.]
[Officials only know of Rong Jin, but are unaware of the emperor.
Rong Jin’s accumulated crimes over the years will lead to his downfall, causing public fury, resulting in him being executed and displayed in the streets, reviled by the masses.]
[Your identity is that of a male infant born from an unexpected encounter with a courtesan while the emperor was indulging in the pleasures of the capital. Hidden away from the palace, you were only brought in after the courtesan passed away.
Due to your lowly background, you have been bullied by servants and other princes, forced into hard labor and starving, eventually leading to your untimely death.]
[Your task in this world is: to save the villain Rong Jin.]
After all the information was transmitted, an image of Rong Jin appeared.
Dressed in opulent white robes embroidered with intricate patterns, adorned with rare jewels and wearing a gauzy hat, her face was as handsome as jade but her skin appeared unhealthily pale.
Yet, she held immense power in the court, making officials bow their heads and not dare to look directly at her, kneeling before her in the hall.
Fearing the unpredictable temper of this overseer, they would willingly offer their heads to the ground.
At this moment, Rong Jin represented the peak power of the eunuch faction.
Tong Sui currently was nothing but an unremarked prince.
Although he had the bloodline of a prince, he was treated even more harshly than the commoners.
He greedily gazed a little longer at the image of Rong Jin before pulling his gaze away; right now, his more pressing concern was to survive.
The system stated: [Host, your task today is to clean the Qian Dong Five where the princes reside.]
The original owner had to do a lot of work every day and could only obtain a meager meal of leftover, rotting scraps after finishing the cleaning.
Tong Sui glanced at the wooden bucket and rag.
Due to the low temperature, ice crystals clung to the water in the bucket, and repeatedly soaking his hands in the water to scrub would cause them to suffer from painful frostbite.
In the absence of modern medicine, a slight infection could take a life.
Tong Sui had no intention of gambling with his life.
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