After Transmigrating Into A Eunuch, I Became Famous In The Harem - Chapter 29

Shao Yin saw the faint bloodstain on Liang Fujun’s palm, and the color drained instantly from her face.

She knew she had started her period today and had used a menstrual cloth.

But the ancient menstrual cloths, filled with wood ash, were terribly ineffective.

When she was with the Emperor, he knew her true identity and would let her rest during her period.

Later, when she was in the Empress’s Palace, the Empress, aware of her identity, would also let her rest during her period.

It was her own carelessness that had allowed the blood to stain her clothes.

Shao Yin’s face was deathly pale, her eyes trembling.

Outside, the wind and snow slashed through the silent air like merciless blades.

Inside the room, the charcoal fire crackled and popped, its heat searing Shao Yin’s skin.

The air was thick with tension, pressing down on her like an invisible weight.

Shao Yin wondered if approaching the Empress now would still be of any use.

Liang Fujun’s gaze was too dangerous, making Shao Yin feel as if she might perish right here.

She couldn’t even kneel properly, her knees stiff and frozen.

Her panic and fear were painfully obvious, her gaze fixed on Liang Fujun as if she were staring at a vengeful ghost come to claim her life.

Anyone else would have been furious.

To see the servants around her cower in such terror. Did they really view their masters as ravenous beasts? Did they think they were heartless tyrants who casually snuffed out lives?

But Liang Fujun wasn’t like that.

She didn’t grow angry at Shao Yin’s fear.

A ridiculous idea took root in Liang Fujun’s mind.

Yet when she connected the dots, it seemed strangely plausible.

Why would an emperor who had never been attracted to men suddenly favor a eunuch?

Why would an empress, who should have wanted to torment this treacherous eunuch, instead take him into her fold and make him her favored retainer?

Everything seemed so peculiar.

But if Shao Yin were a woman, everything would make sense.

The emperor’s harem certainly lacked such a pitifully lovable consort.

The empress had always understood and protected women, knowing they were often constrained by their family circumstances. What she despised most were the worthless men who fantasized about shortcuts, men who squandered countless resources yet achieved nothing—this was their original sin.

The fact that the empress hadn’t despised Shao Yin, who dared to take the shortcut of becoming the emperor’s favored, was already suspicious.

Now that the truth had come to light, everything seemed so obvious.

Seeing Shao Yin’s face grow increasingly pale, Liang Fujun’s anger over being deceived had completely vanished.

A sudden smile flickered in her eyes, and she even chuckled aloud.

Shao Yin felt as if a burst of colorful light had flashed before her eyes.

Liang Fujun’s laughter was clear and crisp, her radiant smile carrying an undeniable power that captivated the gaze and held it captive.

This smile dispelled some of Shao Yin’s panic.

But she couldn’t understand what Liang Fujun was laughing about.

Liang Fujun didn’t keep her waiting long. In a moment, she gripped Shao Yin’s jaw with her clean hand and said with a smile, “Now you’re afraid, aren’t you?”

“I always wondered why you were so… feminine. Now I see you were a woman all along. You disguised yourself as a eunuch quite convincingly. If you hadn’t revealed your own secret, I might never have uncovered your true identity.”

Shao Yin’s eyes flickered, unsure what Liang Fujun meant or how she would ultimately deal with her.

Unlike the Empress, who was calm and rational, the emotional Noble Consort was far more unpredictable and dangerous.

Liang Fujun’s smile deepened, taking on a slightly sinister, knowing quality. “You’ve deceived me for so long. How should I punish you?”

“You disguised yourself as a man, even as a eunuch, to enter the palace. And you dared to seduce the Emperor in the Imperial Study. If the ministers ever found out, your entire family—nine clans, would be implicated.”

Shao Yin’s pupils trembled.

Liang Fujun was pleased by her reaction. “So, beg me. Beg me to keep this secret for you.”

“Otherwise, I’ll send you out of here still filthy, to parade around the Imperial Palace for a few laps.”

Shao Yin’s lips parted, her voice trembling in sync with her heartbeat. “Noble Consort.”

The sound of her voice, like sweet glass candy shattered by the wind, reached Liang Fujun’s ears.

“Pitiful,” Liang Fujun leaned forward. “I can only imagine the weight of the burden you carry, the constant fear that gnaws at you. Now that you’ve fallen into my hands, aren’t you even more terrified? Can you even muster a plea?”

Her voice was soft and alluring. “How am I supposed to help you like this?”

Shao Yin lowered her gaze. “Noble Consort, I beg you to help me.”

Shao Yin’s voice trembled lightly, like a fingertip gliding across a harp string.

Her pale face, drained of color, made her seem even more fragile and vulnerable.

Liang Fujun was delighted. Her soft fingers brushed against Shao Yin’s cheek. “Very well, Imperial Consort will help you.”

She took Shao Yin’s hand and led her into the inner chamber.

Liang Fujun had never felt such unbridled glee.

This was Shao Yin’s first visit to Liang Fujun’s bedchamber.

Liang Fujun released her hand and retrieved a fresh menstrual cloth from her cabinet. A mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. “When you were in the Empress’s Palace, did she ever give you menstrual cloths?”

“I have my own,” Shao Yin replied.

Liang Fujun held up the soft cotton cloth with its fine stitching and leaned closer to Shao Yin. “But the ones we Imperial Consorts use aren’t those crude, ash-treated rags. This is cotton much more comfortable.”

Shao Yin lowered her gaze to the finely stitched menstrual cloth. The soft, pure cotton fabric looked far more comfortable than the servants’ rags she’d had Eunuch Qian procure for her.

“You must remember how I’ve been kind to you,” Liang Fujun said, pressing the pristine menstrual cloth into Shao Yin’s hands. “Go inside and wait. I’ll have someone bring water and clothes.”

When Chunfeng heard that the Imperial Consort wanted water and a set of eunuch robes tailored to Shao Yin’s figure, her heart lurched. Yet she didn’t dare question or refuse the order.

The Noble Consort was different from the other Imperial Consorts in the palace. Backstabbing her would have unimaginable consequences.

Chunfeng didn’t dare ask any further questions and quietly arranged for the Consort’s request to be carried out.

Everything proceeded smoothly, with no one daring to ask questions or make conjectures.

In Chengqian Palace, as long as one followed the Noble Consort’s wishes, life was comfortable and carefree. But defying her orders and making her angry meant death would be a blessing—eternal torment would be the true fate.

This made the Noble Consort’s Palace remarkably peaceful.

Inside the inner chamber, Shao Yin washed herself and changed her clothes.

Liang Fujun waited for her in the main hall, the amused smile on her lips making Chunfeng’s heart tremble as she entered.
Despite her fear, Chunfeng still reported the news she had gathered to the Noble Consort.

“I heard that this morning, Consort Liang went to Your Majesty’s chambers and asked him to send Eunuch Shao to her palace. Your Majesty refused.”

The smile on Liang Fujun’s face froze.

Chunfeng continued, “The Empress must know as well. Eunuch Su is always well-informed.”

Liang Fujun scoffed, “Consort Liang truly lives up to her reputation as ugly and stupid. Go ask the Empress if she’ll let this slide.”

“As you command,” Chunfeng replied.

After leaving Chengqian Palace, Chunfeng glanced back at the palace gates.

Shao Yin had been in the Imperial Consort’s inner chambers for quite some time, and she still hadn’t emerged. What could she possibly be doing? Why would she even need to change her clothes?

But she didn’t dare dwell on it. She could only hope that Shao Yin wouldn’t disappoint the Noble Consort’s affection. No one in the Noble Consort’s palace had ever been favored like this before.

After changing her clothes, Shao Yin folded her dirty garments and looked down at them, sighing inwardly. A melancholy sound escaped with her sigh, drifting into the warm spring air of the inner chamber.

“Why the sigh?” Liang Fujun’s voice came from behind.

Shao Yin turned around, about to kneel in greeting, but Liang Fujun dismissed the formalities. She stepped closer, her gaze locking onto Shao Yin. Her eyes pierced through Shao Yin’s, as if trying to see straight into her heart. A faint smile played on Liang Fujun’s lips, making Shao Yin’s eyes flicker with unease.

Liang Fujun chuckled. “So, you truly fear me now.”

Shao Yin lowered her gaze. “This servant has always been careful not to overstep.”

Ignoring Shao Yin’s subservient language, Liang Fujun stared intently. “Look up. Let me see your face.”

A wave of shame and indignation washed over Shao Yin, as if she were being harassed by a lecherous man. But this wasn’t any ordinary “lecherous man,” and this wasn’t the twenty-first century. The person before her was Liang Fujun, the current Noble Consort. How could she possibly dare to disobey her command?

Shao Yin looked up at Liang Fujun.

She saw astonishment and admiration in Liang Fujun’s eyes, as if Shao Yin perfectly matched her aesthetic.

Yet Shao Yin felt she wasn’t even one-tenth as beautiful as Liang Fujun. Even without makeup, Liang Fujun’s radiant beauty was dazzling.

She even held her breath, afraid her breathing might disturb the Noble Consort’s perfect appearance.

Unexpectedly, Liang Fujun smiled at her. The longer she looked, the deeper the smile grew, until she said teasingly, “You should have told me you were a woman sooner. When I first saw your beautiful face, I thought you were a man. I even found you a bit effeminate and disliked you for a long time.”

“Now that you’ve deceived me and concealed your identity, yet these shy, affectionate eyes gaze at me… how could I possibly be angry?”

Liang Fujun reached out to caress Shao Yin’s cheek, her smile tinged with madness. “From now on, you’ll stay obediently in Chengqian Palace. As long as you listen to me and don’t make me angry, I’ll make you the most favored person in Chengqian Palace.”

A shadow of malice flashed in her eyes. “But we must teach Consort Liang a lesson. How dare she ask the Emperor to send you to her palace?”

“Hmph, what does she think she is, daring to compete with me for a servant?”

Now, the only one who dared to compete with Liang Fujun for people was the Empress.

Liang Fujun gently stroked Shao Yin’s face. “Don’t worry,” she said. “I’ve already informed the Empress. If she’s interested, I’ll join her in teaching Consort Liang a lesson.”

“Are you interested?” Shao Yin asked. “We could put on a show for you.”

Shao Yin took a deep breath. “What merits do I have?”

Liang Fujun gripped her hand and whispered, her voice deliberately lowered, carrying a faint smile and a hint of unsettling strangeness: “If you’re not worthy of witnessing this, who is?”

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