After Transmigrating Into A Eunuch, I Became Famous In The Harem - Chapter 24

In the past, when Shao Yin first arrived at the palace, the Noble Consort’s words would have terrified her. She feared that the Consort’s unpredictable moods might fall upon her at any moment, threatening her very life.

But now, things were different.

Although the Noble Consort had brought Shao Yin back to Chengqian Palace, she could no longer take Shao Yin’s life or punish her at will. Behind Shao Yin stood not only the Emperor, who craved her presence day and night, but also the Empress, who was willing to protect her.

Before acting against Shao Yin, the Noble Consort would have to consider whether she could withstand the wrath of both the Empress and the Emperor.

Shao Yin believed that the Noble Consort had maintained her position in the palace for so long because she possessed real skill. She couldn’t possibly remain so reckless and impulsive indefinitely.

Unfazed by the Noble Consort, Shao Yin calmly rose and approached her.

Liang Fujun didn’t hold back her praise, even laughing aloud. “I never imagined you’d be bolder than I expected.”

As Shao Yin drew closer, she lowered her head before Liang Fujun.

The Noble Consort reached out and lifted Shao Yin’s chin.

A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes as she looked at the spot her finger touched.

How can a eunuch’s skin be so smooth? Are the others like this too?

Liang Fujun clearly didn’t remember it that way.

For a moment, she was lost in thought, her hand resting on Shao Yin’s chin in an unexpectedly intimate gesture.

Only when Shao Yin’s warm breath brushed against Liang Fujun’s palm did she snap back to reality.

Shao Yin also looked up at Liang Fujun, her gaze drawn by the Noble Consort’s sudden movement.

Their eyes met and locked, the air thick with the warmth of the charcoal fire enveloping them.

Shao Yin quickly averted her gaze, but the Consort’s strikingly beautiful face lingered in her mind. Unbeknownst to her, a faint blush had crept into her ears.

Liang Fujun withdrew her hand, her gaze catching sight of Shao Yin’s flushed ears.

A peculiar emotion stirred within her.

It was undeniable that Shao Yin was strikingly handsome, enough to captivate the Emperor’s romantic interest.

A sudden thought flashed through Liang Fujun’s mind:

Could the Empress also have developed feelings for Shao Yin, like the Emperor, which is why she’s so reluctant to part with her?

She looked at Shao Yin in surprise.

But Shao Yin appeared so delicate and slender, less imposing than even the most ordinary palace guard, and certainly less so than most eunuchs. How could the Empress be drawn to her? Was it solely because of her face?

Liang Fujun had never seen a man blush so deeply, even to the tips of his ears.

Could this be what attracted the Emperor and Empress to him?

He’s certainly cuter than the other eunuchs and guards. Is this the kind of delicate beauty the Emperor and Empress adore?

No, I’m overthinking this.

A sudden irritation stirred within Liang Fujun. Unwilling to suppress her feelings, she immediately took her frustration out on Shao Yin.

Liang Fujun lightly raised her foot and gently kicked Shao Yin’s calf. Her embroidered shoe curled around the hem of Shao Yin’s robes, the tip of her foot trailing an unbearable tickle up her leg.

The sensation, like a faint electric current, traveled upward, leaving a flutter in Shao Yin’s heart. Drawn by the sensation, Shao Yin’s gaze returned to Liang Fujun.

Liang Fujun felt no remorse for her action. When other eunuchs angered her in the past, she’d often kick them a few times. But Shao Yin appeared so frail, she held back her full strength.
Seeing Shao Yin’s gaze upon her, Liang Fujun smirked with smug mockery, her almond eyes curving into crescents as she laughed freely: “You never imagined I’d get you transferred to Chengqian Palace, did you? Now that you’re away from the Empress, did you cry yourself to sleep last night?”

“You’re so girlish. You must have cried at night, right?”

Shao Yin saw the malice in Liang Fujun’s eyes. Annoyed, she also found the woman childish.

Did she bring me to her palace just to tease me like this?

Shao Yin lowered her head and answered respectfully, “This servant hasn’t cried. Being able to serve the Noble Consort in her palace is this servant’s greatest fortune.”

Liang Fujun scoffed, “I’ll never believe that nonsense.”

Just as she was preparing to tease the young eunuch further, hoping to see a more endearing side, a messenger arrived from the Empress with fresh fruits.

During the harsh winter, receiving such a treat was considered a sign of Imperial Favor.

The Empress received a regular supply of these delicacies. In the past, she would save them for her family, allowing her parents and brothers to enjoy fresh flavors even in the coldest months.

She had never bestowed such fruits upon the other imperial concubines. While she could reward them with anything, she insisted on offering these particularly precious items.

Therefore, these fruits weren’t meant for her.

Even though Su Zhongjie, the messenger, insisted they were a gift from the Empress, Liang Fujun refused to believe it.

Liang Fujun even smiled and asked Su Zhongjie, “So the Empress is backing Shao Yin now? When you return, tell Her Majesty that Eunuch Shao is thriving here. I’ll make sure he’s so happy he’ll forget his homeland.”

How could Su Zhongjie possibly relay those words? Wouldn’t that only sow discord between the Empress and the Noble Consort?

After delivering the gifts, he quickly left Chengqian Palace without lingering.

He knew the Noble Consort’s suspicions were correct. The Empress had sent these fruits to warn her: Shao Yin belonged to her palace staff, now serving in the Noble Consort’s quarters. The Noble Consort should treat her with caution—no harsh treatment or reckless orders.

As Su Zhongjie departed, Liang Fujun’s resentment simmered. The favored Eunuch had already fallen into her grasp, yet she couldn’t even touch him. Even the Empress, usually so meticulous, resorted to such underhanded tactics to warn her against mistreating Shao Yin.

Was she the type to be intimidated by such warnings?

She might not even heed the Emperor’s own admonishments. She only acted obedient before him.

“This is a gift from the Empress. Why don’t you take it back to your quarters and enjoy it at your leisure?” Her voice sounded casual, but beneath the surface lurked an unsettling madness.

How could Shao Yin possibly accept? She repeatedly insisted that the gift was meant for the Noble Consort.

Even this couldn’t placate the Noble Consort.

Liang Fujun kept her gaze fixed on Shao Yin.

What could possibly explain how a rootless eunuch like this had become the Empress’s favored confidant? So favored that the Empress felt compelled to remind her of the eunuch’s importance through this gift.

Simply observing, Liang Fujun couldn’t discern what was so special about this eunuch. A slightly pretty face couldn’t possibly be enough to captivate even the Empress.

After a long moment, unable to find an answer, Liang Fujun smiled at Shao Yin. It was no friendly smile. She crooked a finger.

Shao Yin had no choice but to bend forward, bringing her upper body closer to Liang Fujun.

The smile lingered on Liang Fujun’s lips, her eyes filled with coquettish charm, her features so striking they were impossible to ignore. Her voice, honeyed with a seductive undertone, was captivating. Yet the words that emerged were far from friendly, enough to make one’s heart tremble.

“It seems you’re not afraid of me at all. Are you relying on the Empress and Emperor to protect you?”

Shao Yin lowered her gaze and immediately replied, “I wouldn’t dare.”

In truth, it was precisely because of the Empress’s protection and the Emperor’s concern that she could live more freely now than before.
“It’s just that you don’t dare to show fear in front of me, isn’t it?”

Liang Fujun’s gaze locked onto Shao Yin, missing not a single flicker of emotion on her face.

For now, she couldn’t discern any clues, but Shao Yin’s delicate beauty stirred an impulse within her—to crush that fragile face in her hands, to squeeze the life out of it.

Even to bite her cheek.

Liang Fujun’s expression darkened, bewildered by these violent thoughts toward a man.

This made her dislike Shao Yin even more. Her smile widened, but her words carried a sharp, icy edge, like a blade: “Shao Yin, remember this: no matter who stands behind you, if I want you dead, no one can stop me.”

Shao Yin’s breath hitched for a moment.

She lowered her gaze, avoiding Liang Fujun’s eyes, yet still felt the dangerous aura radiating from her.

Seeing Shao Yin’s fear, Liang Fujun was satisfied.

She then picked out a vibrant berry from the fruit Su Zhongjie had sent. With fingers as delicate as scallions, she plucked one and slowly bit into it.

After swallowing, she lightly licked her lips to remove the cloying berry juice. “Since you don’t need them,” she murmured, “I’ll take all these fruits.”

“They were always meant to be yours, Imperial Consort,” Shao Yin replied.

Liang Fujun let out a soft snort, her tone inscrutable.

Yet inwardly, she was pleased.

She craved absolute control. By any means necessary, she would not allow anyone to show her anything but the emotions she demanded.

She had brought Shao Yin to her palace for humiliation and intimidation. Seeing the fear in Shao Yin’s eyes pleased her greatly. As she ate the fruit sent by the Empress, she watched Shao Yin’s trembling, fearful, and submissive demeanor. The fruit seemed sweeter with each bite.

After eating two berries, Liang Fujun noticed Shao Yin standing beside her like a dutiful young wife, awaiting her instructions. She was pleased.

She leaned forward slightly, the casual movement accentuating her alluring posture. With a sly smile, she said, “Are you afraid of me? I’m not unreasonable. Why don’t you go find the Empress now and ask her to come and settle this for you?”

Shao Yin lowered her head even further and murmured, “This servant feels no grievance. There’s no need for the Empress to settle anything. Serving in the Noble Consort’s palace is my great fortune, and her guidance is a blessing.”

Liang Fujun chuckled in satisfaction, this time sincerely impressed by Shao Yin’s response. “You certainly know how to speak. Since you consider it a blessing, I’ll grant you more such blessings in the future.”

Watching Liang Fujun’s evident delight, Shao Yin seemed to grasp something faintly. What if I hadn’t submitted to her? What if I had turned and gone to the Empress to demand justice?

Could Liang Fujun still laugh so heartily?

Shao Yin pushed the thought aside.

As a eunuch, a servant, she shouldn’t harbor such thoughts.

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