[End of text] Everyone knows that Pei Hanguang, the eunuch with the palm seal, was treacherous and cruel, covering the sky with one hand. When the emperor passed away, everyone said that the palm seal would not leave the little queen mother alive. During the ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, he stood in front of tens of thousands of people, He lay at her feet and held up the hem of her palace dress for her. He was a living demon, born to destroy, but he only wanted to be her minister. Shen Hui was fed up with being the queen mother during the day and serving as food to the eunuchs at night. On those days, I couldn't help but kick him: Can you stop trying to take advantage of the Aijia? Pei Hanguang looked at her with an almost crazy lingering look in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: No. As far as Pei Hanguang is concerned, Shen Anise is the moon in the sky, and he is the dirty mud. But even if he is rotten to the core, he will use all his paranoia and risk the disapproval of the world to get her. Turn this palace with red walls into a sea of joy between him and her. Until death. Instructions for consumption: 1v1, he The male protagonist is a real eunuch, and he is not a good person and will not revise the text after sending it out. All modifications are to correct typos. The pre-order for the copywriting of "One Green Pill" will be opened in early 2017, save some manuscripts for spring warmth Flowers are blooming—————————————————— Pre-released article "Concubine" A thief in the back house made A Ling become the daughter of the royal family for seventeen years. The truth came to light, The real little prince returned home, and A Ling became his concubine. It was raining non-stop in July, and on the damp street corner, the little prince had a cold face: He brought you back to bully you, understand? A Ling's eyes were red and she was serious Nodding, and then holding the corner of his clothes, hinting at the rain and mud on the road. The little prince turned around, and quickly hid his watching faces under the umbrella and behind the window. He bent down with a cold face and let A Ling climb on his Carry. Okay, carry it back first and then bully her. Otherwise, she will cry again because she soiled the beautiful new shoes she bought. - The cold-faced little prince's exquisite little cry bag - The fake daughter and the real son, the sweet cake after marriage - —————————————————— Intention: Goodwill never fades away