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Her exquisite and incredible features were like those meticulously carved from beautiful jade. What was most captivating were her extraordinarily large eyes, which almost occupied a quarter of her oval face.
Leng Junyu had never seen such large and sparkling beautiful eyes before.
The glimmering light in her eyes resembled the clarity of a fairy, pure yet subtly mischievous. At this moment, those beautiful large eyes were fixed directly on him, radiating an undeniable astonishment.
All of his thoughts were vividly displayed in those big eyes, and at that moment, Leng Junyu saw her awe at his beauty reflected back at him. This realization brought a sense of pride within him.
He had never received such admiration from anyone else before!
And this little eunuch before him was truly... interesting!
"Who are you!?"
Seeing the little eunuch still in a daze, Leng Junyu couldn't help but ask.
It was clearly a bright April day, but his cold voice struck like a winter wind in December, causing Le Yao Yao to shiver and snap out of her stupor.
Uh, the handsome guy was indeed handsome, but that voice could freeze someone to death!
Moreover, as Le Yao Yao regained her senses, she recalled that this strikingly handsome man was none other than the infamous Wise King, Leng Junyu—known for his ruthless and terrifying reputation.
His dark and brutal deeds had already seeped into her bones before she stepped into this place. Thus, after her initial astonishment, she felt a twinge of fear towards the man before her and dared not ignore his question.
Slightly trembling, Le Yao Yao pondered for a moment and mimicked the respectful language and gestures of the eunuchs she had seen on television, addressing Leng Junyu with utmost deference.
"Replying to the prince, I am called Xiaoyaozi," the servant said.
"Xiaoyaozi?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Junyu murmured the name, his gaze never leaving Le Yao Yao.
If it were in the past, being looked at by such a handsome and charming man would have made Le Yao Yao feel delighted, almost floating with joy.
However, under the gaze of the rumored cold and ruthless Wise King, all she felt was a prickling fear that made her heart race.
After all, his eyes were sharp and icy, filled with an inquisitive intensity.
He resembled a beast that had just awakened—seemingly lazy at first glance, but ready to pounce and tear apart anyone who provoked him without a moment's notice.
Thinking of this made Le Yao Yao's anxiety deepen, especially when Leng Junyu suddenly took a step toward her. Instinctively, she took a large step back, her exaggerated reaction causing Leng Junyu to raise an eyebrow in surprise, his tone turning icy.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Though it was phrased as a question, Leng Junyu spoke with certainty.
Moreover, knowing that Le Yao Yao feared him stirred a faint displeasure within him.
He was aware that many people were afraid of him and had heard numerous rumors about himself from the outside world. However, he had never paid much attention to those matters; after all, people would say whatever they wanted.
Yet, the fear emanating from this little eunuch before him stirred an undeniable sense of irritation within him.
Le Yao Yao could naturally sense the displeasure in Leng Junyu's tone. Her heart trembled; although she was afraid, she understood that a tyrant enjoyed instilling fear in others. However, it was clear that this lord did not appreciate her fear of him. Thus, Le Yao Yao immediately broke into a bright, sweet smile, shaking her head vigorously as she chuckled awkwardly.
"No, my lord is not a man-eating beast. How could I be afraid of you? Just now, it was just..."
"Just what? Hmm?"
Seeing the timid glimmer in Le Yao Yao's eyes and the forced smile on her face made Leng Junyu find it amusing. It completely ignited his desire to tease this little eunuch.
After all, life had been rather dull lately, and he felt somewhat bored...
This little eunuch before him resembled an adorable little mouse—timid yet incredibly charming.
With this thought in mind, Leng Junyu found himself stepping closer to Le Yao Yao once again.
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao was still tangled up in her previous words, unsure of how to express herself. Her delicate features were scrunched up in distress, completely oblivious to the fact that Leng Junyu was slowly approaching her.
By the time she realized what was happening, Leng Junyu's handsome face was already right in front of her.
So close that she could count the eyelashes framing his deep black eyes, which were covered with a layer of frost yet held a hint of playful mischief!
At this moment, Le Yao Yao finally understood that she had been played!
A surge of anger welled up inside her. Although she felt some fear towards the man before her, being toyed with made her furious!
In her frustration, Le Yao Yao stomped her foot. However, it seemed that Leng Junyu was oblivious to her anger as his handsome face drew even closer to her.
"Uh... what do you want!?"
As she looked at the handsome face inching closer, Le Yao Yao felt a sudden panic rise within her, her heart racing uncontrollably.
After all, she had never been this close to another man in her life.
Although she was already a senior in high school and had many boys pursuing her, she had refused them all, determined not to let a relationship interfere with her studies. As a result, she had never even held a man's hand.
Now, facing a man so close, the heat of his breath brushed against the side of her face, sending a wave of tingling electricity coursing through her neck and spreading throughout her body.
Her blood seemed to boil in that moment, and her cheeks felt like they were on fire.
Even without looking in a mirror, Le Yao Yao knew that she must be blushing fiercely...
But what did this Wise King want from her?
She was just a 'little eunuch,' so why was he getting so close!?
Confused, she suddenly recalled what Little Muzi had said about the Wise King.
—The Wise King had been abused by his birth mother as a child, which led him to develop a strong aversion to women. He kept them at least five steps away...
He hated women!? If that were true, could it be that this man before her... he... he liked men!?
The thought sent Le Yao Yao's eyes widening in shock, her small mouth agape in disbelief. She looked as if she had just seen Leng Junyu sprout three heads and six arms.
Seeing Le Yao Yao in such a shocking and strange state, Leng Junyu was puzzled, his handsome brows furrowing. Before he could ask anything further, Le Yao Yao, thinking she was startled, took a big step back, only to find herself right at the door railing.
With a gasp, she felt her entire body uncontrollably fall backward. Panic surged within her as her hands instinctively reached out in front of her, like a drowning person desperately trying to grab onto something to save herself. In that moment, she grasped the hem of someone’s clothing.
Leng Junyu had only intended to tease Le Yao Yao and never expected her to react this way. He was momentarily taken aback, feeling a tightness in his chest as he was pulled down forcefully by Le Yao Yao.
For a brief moment, Le Yao Yao felt an overwhelming urge to die, and she was incredibly frustrated.
At that moment, it felt as if a large truck had run over her entire body, leaving her feeling utterly uncomfortable. If it happened again, she feared all the pieces of her would be painfully scattered.
The ground beneath her was made of cold, hard bluestone. As she fell, it felt like her head was spinning wildly.
With a loud thud, stars and moons danced before her eyes.
But that wasn’t all; she was also pinned down by a heavy weight. It felt like she could hardly breathe.
“So heavy!”
Oh my!
Why!?
What on earth!?
This wasn’t how the scenes in novels were supposed to unfold. When those female protagonists fell, there would always be a handsome hero appearing to save the day. But why did everything change so drastically when it happened to her!?
Now, the handsome man in front of her was indeed a sight to behold, but he was not there to save her; rather, he seemed to be there to add insult to injury.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt extremely frustrated.
After enduring the intense pain for a while, she finally decided to push away the "big rock" on top of her. However, it seemed that the "big rock" was becoming more and more comfortable the longer it pressed down on her, as if it had no intention of getting up.
Indeed, Leng Junyu felt a reluctance to stand up.
The body beneath him was so petite, yet when he pressed down, it felt surprisingly pleasant.
Soft and delicate, it was like lying on a bed of floating duckweed.
Moreover, the "little eunuch" beneath him smelled delightful!
There was a faint fragrance emanating from him—not floral and certainly not like any perfume—but rather a subtle milky scent that seemed innate. It was incredibly pleasant and refreshing!
This scent stirred an unusual feeling within Leng Junyu.
It felt as if something unfamiliar had taken root in his heart and begun to sprout. He did not understand or comprehend this strange sensation.
In his twenty years of life, no one had ever made him feel this way—except for this petite little eunuch before him…
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