The Emperor in My Bed, the Eunuch Behind Me - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My husband slumped onto the stool, covering his face in despair.

“Dad, Mom, wife, I’ve failed you. The Zhang Family line ends with me.”

Heartbroken, I cradled his head in my arms and kept comforting him.

“Honey, remember you told me that seventy percent of men fail to achieve greatness because that thing holds them back? So maybe it’s good it’s cut off. We can join forces to stir up storms and achieve greatness in this feudal era. Isn’t that fine?”

“But I can’t even sire a son. What use is greatness?”

“I can still give birth! Your wife’s child is your own flesh and blood, isn’t it?”

“We’ll be like Consort Wan and Wang Zhi, or Empress Dowager Cixi and Li Lianying, and focus on building our careers.”

Anyway, I finally managed to talk my husband down. Sniffling, he returned to his duties by the Emperor’s side.

After all that persuasion, my mouth was parched. I gulped down two large cups of tea.

I called for my personal maid: “Xiao Xi, go tell the Emperor that this consort is well now and can attend to him tonight.”

In the month since I transmigrated, I’d been faking illness to avoid serving the Emperor, all to search for my husband.

Mostly because my husband is the jealous type. If he found out I’d slept with another man behind his back, he’d definitely faint from rage.

Now I’d finally found him, but he’d already been… you know.

I’m only 25, in the prime of my life, full of vigor. I can’t stay celibate forever.

Besides, in this era, if you want to secure your position, you need the Emperor as your backer.

Speaking of which, it makes me so mad!

When others transmigrate, they become nobles, generals, or rebel leaders. But he turned into a eunuch.

This past month, I searched high and low!

I tried secret codes with the Emperor, ran into princes visiting the palace, and even had my Chancellor father keep an eye on remote, harsh lands for any peasant rebel leader surnamed Zhang.

But who’d have thought he’d transmigrate into…

Forget it, forget it, no point in saying.

Chapter 2

This was my first time serving the Emperor since transmigrating.

I went all out primping myself.

I soaked in a petal bath for a full hour, then styled my hair in the latest fashion.

Hopping into the palanquin, the palace attendants swayed as they carried me into the Emperor’s bedchamber.

The current emperor is a sickly man, but his face is truly handsome.

Fearing he might be another useless one, I decisively reached down to check-and my cheeks instantly burned.

Hmm… quite impressive.

A flash of surprise crossed the Emperor’s eyes. “Beloved Consort, are you that impatient already?”

He flipped over and covered me with his body.

I’d planned to feign the coy ignorance of a feudal woman, but my acting skills are honestly mediocre.

Before I knew it, my true nature burst out, and I demanded it again and again, and again…

And again.

For the first time since ascending the throne, the Emperor was late for morning court.

During those days, the Emperor and I were like newlyweds on their honeymoon, never able to get enough of each other.

Every night as I climbed on top of him, he would look at me helplessly and say, “Beloved Consort, I must practice restraint.”

“Alright, restraint. I shall help you restrain yourself.”

I simply couldn’t resist his sickly, beautiful face.

Even as I agreed to restraint, my hands would start roaming again.

In the end, it was always the Emperor who surrendered.

He would say fiercely, “You’re truly a vixen. Chancellor Lu is so upright and proper-how could he raise a bewitching daughter like you?”

After being late for morning court three times, the Emperor finally fell ill from exhaustion.

I was so distressed that I decided to personally nurse him back to health.

With a grand procession of palace maids and luggage, I arrived outside his bedchamber, but the Emperor refused to see me.

Through the curtains, his voice came out faint and weak.

“Beloved Consort, I am not only your husband but also the Father-Lord of the entire Great Rui Dynasty. If I expend all my energy on you, what of the affairs of the court? What of the common people?”

Look at the way he put it-as if he hadn’t been willing, as if I’d forced him.

When had it not been a mutual, passionate affair?

I grumbled inwardly but pasted on a fawning smile.

“Emperor, please just let me see you once. I promise I won’t do anything, absolutely no touching or grabbing.”

That was the honest truth. The Emperor’s poor health was a congenital weakness he’d carried from the womb.

Even after years of careful nurturing, he was still as fragile as a blade of grass, liable to fall at the slightest wind.

I’d been too demanding in those earlier days.

I stood outside the palace gate for a whole hour while consorts, imperial physicians, and ministers streamed in and out.

Some looked at me as if saying, ‘See? That enchantress who bewitched the sovereign has finally fallen from grace.’

Feeling bored and dispirited, I glumly led my entourage back to my own palace.

Passing through a long alley, I was surrounded by several concubines. The one leading them was Concubine Fang, who said:

“Consort Shu, the Emperor belongs to all of us. For the past half year, he has favored you alone. Every night when you monopolize his grace, do you know how we spend our nights? It’s time you shared some of that rain and dew so that we sisters can have a taste too.”

Every beautiful pair of eyes present glared at me with anger.

I felt utterly embarrassed.

I understand that resentment arises not from scarcity but from inequality.

After all, at my core, I’m a modern person. When I sleep with the Emperor, it’s simply because I want to sleep with him.

I have no intention of engaging in jealous rivalries or monopolizing him.

After being shamed twice in one day, I was reaching my limit. The world spun, and I fainted.