This Eunuch Isn't Cold - Chapter 1

Chapter 1
“Is Your Highness joking with this servant?”

Wei Qing looked at me, his gaze dark and heavy.

My eyes were lowered, landing right on his waist and abdomen.

A lean, wolfish waist. Arms honed and swift.

What ordinary eunuch could possibly have a figure like that?

I should have realized it sooner.

In storybooks, men with bodies so firm and powerful were always ruthless characters. How could he be the exception?

Besides, there had been several times when he was a bowstring drawn taut, only one final step away.

Yet every time, he left at the crucial moment.

Was it because he had always been…

Keeping himself untouched for someone else?

I dug my nails into my palm and said coldly,

“Yes. I prefer real men, not… eunuchs who are all looks and no use.”

Wei Qing was considerate and beautiful, so I had never minded his coolness in bed.

But that illustrated album had cut me deeply.

I could not tolerate him hiding someone else in his heart.

Wei Qing was silent for a moment, then half-knelt before me. As he had on countless days and nights before, he coaxed me with tender affection.

“Is Your Highness unhappy again?

“This servant has recently learned a few new… ways to make Your Highness happy. Would you like to try them?”

This was his usual way of coaxing me, and in the past, I had always accepted gladly.

Now, though, I turned my face away awkwardly.

Wei Qing continued,

“Your Highness once promised that even if you grew tired of this servant, you would still give this servant a chance to win your favor again.

“Even a prisoner has the right to defend himself. Your Highness, how can you be so cruel to this servant?”

Mist gathered in his eyes.

Like spring in the third month, hazy and soft, making it impossible not to feel tenderness for him.

I had once been most susceptible to this look of his.

In truth, even if he had nothing between his legs, he still had countless ways to make me feel pleasure in bed.

Not to mention, emotionally, he had always given me more than enough.

He was simply the perfect confidant.

If I had not seen those lines of writing and that illustrated album,

I never would have cast him aside.

Wei Qing buried his face in my palm and rubbed against it, sometimes firmly, sometimes lightly.

Like a puppy begging to be spoiled.

My heart softened. I brushed a finger past the damp corner of his eye.

“I will give you one last chance. Take off your clothes. I want to see your…”

Whether it was true or false,

one look would tell me everything.

The floating comments came flooding in, cursing me from every direction.

[Where does this female supporting character get the nerve to demand to see the male lead? Only the female lead has the right to see the male lead! Humiliating him like this today means she’ll definitely be viciously punished later.]

[LMAO, the female supporting character still has no idea the male lead is going to become emperor, does she?]

[If the female supporting character hadn’t shamelessly seduced him back then, the male lead would’ve gone to serve in the Imperial Noble Consort’s palace ages ago and put on a whole palace play. But well, why turn down a woman who throws herself at you? Might as well use her for practice so he can serve the Imperial Noble Consort even better later.]

[Don’t be fooled just because the female supporting character has the upper hand now. Later, when the female lead gets jealous, the male lead will wipe out the female supporting character’s entire family in one go to win his wife back. Then he’ll lock her in the cold palace, where she’ll be abused by guards until she dies. The female supporting character is in for a miserable time~]

[A vicious female supporting character with no eyes deserves to have her entire clan executed. The male lead’s virtue is maxed out this round!]

Panic surged through me so violently that I knocked over a glass cup.

Wine splashed onto my eyelid, stinging with a burning pain.

I stopped Wei Qing from undoing his collar.

Looking into his innocent, devoted eyes, I waved weakly.

“It is late. Go back for now.”