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Le Yao Yao looked at Leng Junyu with an expression of disbelief and shock, making him feel somewhat awkward.
In truth, he himself was unclear about why he had acted that way just moments ago.
As he watched Little Muzi approach with a bowl of dark medicine, he had surprisingly instructed a servant to fetch some honey, fearing that the little eunuch would not be able to endure the bitterness of the medicine.
Sure enough, he was right; the little eunuch truly could not handle the bitter medicine. Seeing him look as if he were drinking poison made Leng Junyu want to laugh, and he felt fortunate that he had been prepared.
After finishing the honey, the originally bitter-faced Little Face relaxed. However, at that moment, the way the little eunuch looked at him, with eyes full of disbelief and shock, made him feel embarrassed and awkward.
After all, he was used to being cold and indifferent in front of others. He had never done anything so considerate before.
To the world, he was a figure more terrifying than Yama King.
They feared him, respected him, and those who followed him were all frightened to their core.
It was as if he were a monstrous flood...
Moreover, the gazes directed at him were filled with wariness.
But now, this little eunuch below him had eyes that were truly beautiful—clean and bright.
To describe them: they resembled a clear spring, transparent and pure.
He seemed like the only clean spring in this ugly world—a pure land untouched by any filth...
It made people look at him with fondness and... envy...
After all, being born into the Imperial Family was said to be a blessing earned over several lifetimes. Yet whether it truly was a blessing could only be understood by those who lived within it.
In fact, many times, he found himself envying these ordinary commoners...
Just as Leng Junyu was lost in thought, he suddenly noticed Le Yao Yao, who had been lying in bed, lifting the covers and attempting to get out.
Seeing this, Leng Junyu furrowed his brow and asked in confusion, "What do you want to do?"
"Um, well, I want to thank the prince for saving my life. Now that my fever has subsided, I should return to my own room to rest," Le Yao Yao replied, lowering her gaze.
Although she had not been in the prince's residence for long, she was aware of many things about it.
The residence valued tranquility, especially her Elegant Breeze Pavilion, where aside from a few favored Shadow Guards, no one else was allowed to stay.
Even on regular cleaning days for the Elegant Breeze Pavilion, everyone waited until the prince was away at court before tidying up.
Now that her fever had subsided, she naturally did not want to remain here. It was better for her to speak up rather than wait for someone else to do so.
Unexpectedly, after hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Junyu replied flatly, "From now on, you will live here."
His voice was low and calm, but his words struck Le Yao Yao like a thunderclap.
"What!?"
Upon hearing the words of the living hell, Le Yao Yao thought she must have misheard.
A delicate little face was filled with astonishment and confusion.
After all, she seemed to have just heard the Living Yama say that she should stay and live here.
But could that really be possible!?
The Living Yama had never allowed anyone to stay here before...
Le Yao Yao felt puzzled, and it seemed that the Living Yama sensed her uncertainty. His handsome face showed a moment of awkwardness, and then he lightly cleared his throat and said,
"You didn't hear wrong. From now on, you will move in here!"
Just thinking about the shabby room where Le Yao Yao had been living made him very uncomfortable.
He didn't even know why he disliked the idea of her living in such poor conditions.
Perhaps it was the pure aura she exuded that made him feel a pang of pity for her!?
Pity!?
Oh my!
Was he going crazy!?
How could he feel pity for a little eunuch!?
The sudden surge of strange feelings left Leng Junyu himself in disbelief.
However, with cold eyes, he glanced down at the petite and exquisite little one before him.
In fact, this little eunuch was so adorably charming that it was hard not to like him!
No longer entangled in her unusual feelings, and without waiting for Le Yao Yao to say anything else, Leng Junyu had already left the room and returned to his own.
Looking at the closed Carved Wooden Door, Le Yao Yao still hadn't come to terms with what Leng Junyu had just said.
Oh my!
She would be living here from now on!?
Although this place was worlds apart from her small room, with much more luxurious furnishings and clothing, the thought of the living Yama being right next door, separated by just a Carved Wooden Door, left Le Yao Yao feeling quite complicated.
Was this good fortune or… a tragedy!?
…
Regardless of what Le Yao Yao thought in her heart, the fact that she would be living in Elegant Breeze Pavilion had already become a reality.
When Chief Eunuch learned of this the next day, his old face showed a moment of astonishment before he adopted a serious tone and said to Le Yao Yao.
"From now on, you must serve the prince well, do you understand!?"
Le Yao Yao naturally agreed to Chief Eunuch's words, but inside she felt quite frustrated.
Although living in Elegant Breeze Pavilion meant better living conditions, previously she only served the prince during breakfast and after he returned from court for bathing. Now that she lived next door to him, if he called for her, she would have to respond immediately. It was truly maddening!
Due to Le Yao Yao having a fever and falling ill the night before, the living Yama rarely required her service. By the time Le Yao Yao finally woke up naturally, it was already noon.
After listening to Chief Eunuch's earnest lecture, Le Yao Yao went to the dining hall for a meal.
To her surprise, as soon as she arrived at the dining hall, the previously bustling atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.
One by one, everyone turned to look at her with shock in their eyes. After a moment of feeling her scalp tingle from their stares, the lively chatter resumed, though they still occasionally cast furtive glances in her direction.
From their gazes, Le Yao Yao discerned a mix of emotions—envy, jealousy, and various other expressions that left her feeling quite puzzled.
Finally, upon spotting Little Muzi not far away, she quickly picked up her meal and hurried over to sit down, immediately firing off a question.
“Little Muzi, what on earth happened today? Why does everyone look at me so strangely!?”
In response to Le Yao Yao's question, Little Muzi looked at her with a surprised expression before countering with another question.
“Xiaoyaozi, do you really not know or are you just pretending?”
“Of course I don’t know! If I did, would I need to ask you!?”
Le Yao Yao shot him an annoyed glance at his teasing tone. After Little Muzi chuckled foolishly in response, he finally explained.
“Xiaoyaozi, first of all, congratulations! Who would have thought that while we both started working in the Wangfu, you would be favored so much by the Wangye? You see, at Elegant Breeze Pavilion, aside from a few Shadow Guards of the Wangye, no one else is qualified to stay there. Now that the Wangye has allowed you to live there, it means he values you. Once you make a name for yourself, don’t forget about Little Muzi!”
“Ah, the Wangye values me!?”
Upon hearing Little Muzi’s words, Le Yao Yao couldn’t help but twitch her mouth.
She was aware of the situation regarding Elegant Breeze Pavilion. Yesterday, she had also been surprised that the Wangye would let her stay there. After some thought, she figured it was probably because he found it convenient for her to serve him from there.
However, she hadn’t expected such an arrangement to be seen as a tremendous opportunity by others.
No wonder everyone looked at her strangely when she first entered. It all made sense now.
Previously, Le Yao Yao didn’t think much of living in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion, but after hearing Little Muzi's words, it suddenly felt different. Living in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion meant constantly facing the living Yama, which was incredibly stressful for her.
However, looking at it from another perspective, she was now inhabiting this body without any memories of it and had no idea what kind of identity it held.
If she were to stay in this dynasty, she would never see the family of this body again. She needed to plan how to live in this era.
Although she was just a lowly eunuch, she was still a makeshift one. In three years, she would definitely leave this place.
But where could she go after leaving!?
Moreover, in the royal residence, she was merely a small eunuch earning two taels of silver a month. In three years, that would only amount to seventy-two taels, not counting daily necessities!
However, if she gained the favor of the prince and served him carefully, he might reward her with some silver or other gifts if he was pleased…
The more she thought about it, the more Le Yao Yao felt that living in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
After all, no matter where one went, they should strive to rise up. Even as a small eunuch, she would make sure to be an outstanding one!
Yes, that’s it! Decision made!
Having come to this realization, Le Yao Yao no longer felt troubled about facing the living Yama every day. As a result, she even ate an extra bowl of rice compared to before.
Although the living Yama hadn’t called her to serve him that morning, it didn’t mean that her work for the day was over.
After finishing her meal, Le Yao Yao happily returned to the Elegant Breeze Pavilion to attend to her duties.
However, since she was the personal eunuch of the prince, most of the heavy chores in the Elegant Breeze Pavilion were handled by others. Each day, she only needed to wipe down the wooden tables and chairs, and tidy up the flowers and plants in the study—light tasks that suited her role.
At this moment, after a full hour of work, Le Yao Yao had finally watered all the flower pots in the front yard and cleaned the wooden tables and chairs in the hall until they shone.
Only the study remained untouched.
When Le Yao Yao pushed open the Carved Wooden Door of the study, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at its vastness.
After all, this study was expansive and filled with towering bookshelves.
The shelves held thousands of books of various kinds, dazzling to behold.
It was hard to tell if this place was meant to impress or serve a purpose; it resembled a small library, leaving one in wonder.
Yet, despite her amazement, Le Yao Yao picked up her towel and bucket and stepped into the study.
First, she took a broom and swept the room. Then she wrung out her towel and wiped down everything in sight.
Fortunately, since the study was cleaned daily, it was generally very tidy and required little effort to maintain.
Seeing that it was still early and that the prince was busy in court, Le Yao Yao decided to keep herself occupied with more tasks.
Thus, after wiping down the towering bookshelves with her wrung towel, she used a feather duster to remove dust from the books. Finally, she turned her attention to the only desk in the study.
This desk was clearly where the prince spent his time reading and working. After all, there were still some wet ink remnants left in the Inkstone!
It seemed that just last night, he had been here writing something…
Le Yao Yao thought to herself as she wiped the table with a towel.
After cleaning the desk and chair thoroughly, she looked around to see that everything was done. She clapped her hands, planning to leave and find a cool place to rest for a while.
However, just as she turned around, her foot kicked a nearby bamboo basket filled with scrolls. With a loud thud, the basket toppled over, spilling its contents all over the floor. Le Yao Yao jumped in surprise at the sight.
But upon closer inspection, she realized that the basket contained only scrolls and nothing fragile. Her heart, which had been racing, finally settled down.
"Phew, luckily it was just scrolls. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to pay for the damages..."
Le Yao Yao murmured to herself while patting her wildly beating heart.
After all, in the royal residence, all the Antique Jade was worth a fortune. Even a small vase could be worth hundreds of taels. If she accidentally broke something, she would have to work for several years without pay.
Thinking this over, Le Yao Yao immediately squatted down to set the fallen basket upright and began to carefully return the scattered scrolls back inside.
However, when she picked up the last scroll, it had partially unfolded when it fell, revealing some illustrations inside that caught Le Yao Yao's attention and piqued her curiosity.
So, she took hold of the scroll and slowly unfurled it.
The first thing that caught her eye was a slender waist and somewhat flat chest, leading up to a delicate neck.
Clearly, this painting depicted a young woman.
This realization left Le Yao Yao momentarily stunned.
"Hey, why is there a painting of a woman in the room of the Living Yama? Didn't everyone say he doesn't like women? There aren't even any maidservants in the royal residence. And even outside, he doesn't allow any women to come near. But why does he have a painting of a woman here? Could it be that this woman in the painting is...?"
The beloved of the Living Yama!?
The thought surged into Le Yao Yao's heart, startling her. She immediately wanted to unfold the scroll and see the appearance of the woman depicted in it. After all, this was the beloved of the living Yama, a major scoop! Once she finished looking, she had to gossip about it with Little Muzi.
Who said that the living Yama didn't like women? This scroll was proof!
The more she thought about it, the more excited and thrilled Le Yao Yao became. Her eyes sparkled with the gleam of juicy gossip.
After all, who wouldn't be excited about the beloved of the living Yama?
However, just as Le Yao Yao was filled with anticipation and slowly unrolling the scroll, ready to see the woman's face within, fate had other plans. A familiar, hoarse voice suddenly rang out from behind her.
"What are you doing?"
The voice carried a hint of hoarseness and laziness, so familiar and emotional—it belonged to the very person who shouldn’t have appeared at that moment!
"Uh..."
Upon hearing the voice from behind her, Le Yao Yao froze in place. Without thinking further about the scroll in her hands, she quickly rolled it up and placed it back into the bamboo basket.
Then, Le Yao Yao turned around, lowered her head, and adopted a standard servant's demeanor. Bowing respectfully towards the man's feet, she spoke.
"Greetings, my lord."
"Mm."
Leng Junyu merely acknowledged her greeting with a light response before his cold gaze fell upon the bamboo basket beside her.
Le Yao Yao, who had been startled by his sudden appearance, noticed his attention on the basket. Fearing that he might misunderstand something, she hurriedly began to explain.
"Um, just now I accidentally knocked over the basket. I really didn’t see anything inside!"
Worried that the living Yama might get angry upon discovering that she had seen the painting, Le Yao Yao quickly explained herself. However, once she finished speaking, she felt as if she had just revealed a secret that should not be known, and her charming face instantly flushed with embarrassment.
A light blush rapidly spread across her cheeks, giving her fair skin a rosy hue, reminiscent of plum blossoms poised to bloom in the winter—truly beautiful!
Leng Junyu stood there with his arms crossed, appearing relaxed and at ease. His cold eyes quietly rested on the flustered little eunuch before him. Watching the little eunuch's panicked expression made him want to laugh.
After all, there was nothing inappropriate in his basket; even if he had seen it, it wouldn't matter.
What intrigued him was the little eunuch's attitude.
He was so flustered, as if he had committed some grave wrongdoing.
Moreover, why was he so timid!?
Just days ago, he had boldly confronted the son of the Minister of Rites. Yet now, facing him, he looked like a frightened little rabbit!
A little rabbit!?
That term suited him perfectly!
Leng Junyu thought to himself, rubbing his strong jawline with one hand. His perfectly shaped cold eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a glimmer of curiosity and amusement.
Before him stood a small eunuch whose attire was deep blue, accentuating his snow-white complexion and petite frame.
However, on that palm-sized little face, the cheeks were flushed with a delicate pink that made one want to lean in and take a gentle bite.
But what was most captivating were his large, round, beautiful deep black eyes.
Those stunning deep black eyes seemed to gather all the brilliance of heaven and earth, clear as if touched by an ethereal being—so beautiful that they stirred one's heart.
However, the panic in his eyes at that moment made him look like a frightened little rabbit, gazing at him as if it were a rabbit staring at a big bad wolf.
The metaphor that surged in his heart made Leng Junyu smile even more deeply.
His mood became increasingly joyful.
In contrast to Leng Junyu's cheerful demeanor, Le Yao Yao was extremely nervous at that moment.
Especially when she felt the strange gaze of the living Yama upon her, it sent chills down her spine and filled her with dread.
In the end, she decided to stop talking altogether, unsure of what else she could say. She could only lower her head and fixate on her toes.
After all, every time she encountered this living Yama, all her previous boldness and impulsiveness evaporated into thin air.
No wonder people say that one thing restrains another; perhaps the existence of the living Yama was meant to suppress her...
As Le Yao Yao pondered with her head down, suddenly, she felt a warm breeze brush past her ear, sending a jolt through her entire body as if she had been electrocuted.
A tingling current spread rapidly from the sensitive spot on her earlobe throughout her body.
Then, a slightly hoarse yet resonant voice rang out beside her ear.
"Am I really that terrifying? Little Rabbit!"
If Le Yao Yao was excited by the sudden closeness of the living Yama, then Leng Junyu's nickname for her completely short-circuited her brain.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and then an impulse to twitch her lips overtook her.
Little... little rabbit!?
"Are you calling her!?"
"Uh, Your Highness, it seems you have mistaken me; I am called Xiaoyaozi."
As she spoke with her head lowered, Le Yao Yao instinctively took a step back, trying to distance herself from the living Yama.
After all, the living Yama was indeed the living Yama. Just standing next to him brought an overwhelming pressure that was hard to describe in words.
Leng Junyu merely raised his handsome brows at Le Yao Yao's small movement. As she stepped back, he took a step forward.
The more Le Yao Yao tried to create distance between them, the more he seemed inclined to close in on her.
Moreover, a faint smile gradually appeared at the corners of his beautiful face.
That smile was as elegant as clouds, carrying a hint of alluring laziness, captivating enough to mesmerize anyone who beheld it.
If Le Yao Yao had looked up at that moment, she would have been completely entranced by the man's smile.
However, at that moment, as he approached her step by step, she was so frightened that her heart raced uncontrollably. How could she dare to meet his gaze!?
At this moment, Le Yao Yao felt both nervous and puzzled. She kept muttering in her heart.
Did this living Yama always enjoy getting so close when he spoke? Didn't he realize how much pressure his proximity put on others?
If she had any eggs right now, they would surely be aching terribly.
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in her thoughts, Leng Junyu seemed to read her mind like a worm in her belly. Even without her speaking, he guessed what she was thinking. The smile on his lips deepened, and what he said next left Le Yao Yao completely frozen—
"I know your name is Xiaoyaozi, but I think the name 'Little Rabbit' suits you very well. So I bestow upon you the name Little Rabbit. How about it? Are you satisfied?"
The man wore a benevolent expression, which left Le Yao Yao feeling frustrated and angry.
Damn this Slave Society! Damn this living hell!
Bestow a name!?
What satisfaction could she possibly have!
Little Rabbit!?
You're the little rabbit! You're the Rabbit Lord, and your whole family are Rabbit Lords!
Le Yao Yao seethed with indignation inside, but on the outside, she wore a face of astonished gratitude, almost ready to kneel down and lick his toes in excitement.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for bestowing a name. Little Rabbit is truly grateful!"
Le Yao Yao gritted her teeth as she uttered these words of feigned gratitude, looking as awkward as one could be.
The living hell was no fool; he could see through her unwillingness. Yet for some reason, he found great amusement in teasing this little eunuch.
After all, this little eunuch was just too entertaining. His life had been so dull before that it felt flavorless, but with the appearance of this little eunuch, he began to feel that life was becoming somewhat interesting!
(Little Drunk: Ahem, this guy is typical of building his happiness on someone else's suffering... -_-|||)
Leng Junyu felt pleased and finally had a pang of conscience, deciding to stop teasing the little eunuch before him.
He straightened up slightly and said softly to Le Yao Yao, "Alright, I'm thirsty. Go fetch me a cup of tea!"
"Yes."
Although she felt a surge of anger inside, she had to lower her head under the current circumstances.
So, after hearing the man's words, Le Yao Yao could only suppress her anger and hurriedly went out to prepare tea.
When Le Yao Yao returned to the study after preparing the tea, she found the man already seated at the desk, holding a brush and seemingly writing something.
However, it must be said that the man was truly captivating when he was focused on his work.
Before him lay a piece of rice paper, and he held the brush in one hand, quietly inscribing something on it.
It was still midday, and the rain that had fallen all night had stopped by morning.
The sky was a clear blue, as if washed clean, and even the sun rising high above was exceptionally charming.
Warm sunlight bathed the earth, and even the breeze that blew felt warm and carried a hint of freshness.
At this moment, the man sat upright at the desk. Behind him, a beautifully carved window stood wide open, allowing golden sunlight to stream in at an angle, gently illuminating him.
Today, he wore an auspicious clouds embroidered white robe that fit snugly on his upper body. The sunlight poured over him like water, flowing like mercury and highlighting his strong, perfect physique.
His face was as flawless as that of a celestial being, slightly lowered with cold eyes that softened under long eyelashes resembling two black fans, casting shadows on his features and making them appear even more gentle...
Watching the quiet and serious man at this moment left Le Yao Yao, who had just entered the study, utterly mesmerized.
His bright beautiful eyes were filled with an overwhelming sense of awe.
After all, this was the first time she had seen such a focused and dedicated version of him.
Dressed in white, with black hair cascading like a waterfall, he appeared as if he had stepped out of a breathtaking painting, embodying the essence of artistry.
Moreover, there was an enchanting aura about him that drew people in, compelling them to come closer and closer…
Le Yao Yao found herself captivated, mesmerized by the man before her. Her feet moved almost of their own accord, slowly approaching him step by step.
As she reached his side, her gaze inadvertently shifted to the white paper in front of him.
Although Le Yao Yao couldn't comprehend the meaning of the characters he had written, she realized that his handwriting was truly beautiful.
"Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dancing," it was powerful and vigorous, just like the impression he left on others!
Despite Le Yao Yao's proximity, the man did not turn his head.
Even without looking up, he was acutely aware of her presence beside him.
The faint, pleasant fragrance wafting through the air was reminiscent of flowers after a rain—innate and delightful!
For some reason, despite being troubled by recent floods and droughts that had left him feeling irritable, the moment she stood beside him, his frustrations began to fade away…
With this thought in mind, Leng Junyu's hand holding the brush paused slightly before he slowly lifted his head and spoke to Le Yao Yao beside him.
"Just put down the tea."
His voice was deep and husky, captivating and somewhat seductive. It jolted Le Yao Yao back to reality from her daze caused by his striking appearance.
When her eyes met his long, beautiful cold gaze, her heart skipped a beat, as if it had missed several pulses…
Damn it!
Is she really infatuated with him!?
Why is it that every time she sees this man, she feels electrified!?
She knows this isn't right!
After all, he is the living embodiment of death! He is not an ordinary person! With just one finger, he could easily crush you!
Le Yao Yao felt a wave of regret for her momentary distraction, but because of the man's gaze, her cheeks flushed with heat, turning bright red.
Fearing that he might discover something if he continued to look at her, Le Yao Yao could only pick up her teacup, intending to place it on the table and retreat.
After all, the living embodiment of death was far too formidable for someone like her to withstand.
However, perhaps due to her nervousness and embarrassment, Le Yao Yao's body tensed up. As a result, her hand holding the teacup trembled uncontrollably, and in the end, she accidentally knocked the cup over, spilling the freshly brewed tea all over the tray.
The worst part was that the teacup lid made a loud 'pop' as it slipped off the tray and fell.
If the lid had fallen to the ground, Le Yao Yao wouldn't have thought much of it. But where it landed was—
On the living embodiment of death!
How could this happen!?
Last time, that little eunuch accidentally knocked over a teacup and was immediately dealt with by him. This time, she had dropped the lid on him! Even if she had ten lives, they wouldn't be enough to escape his wrath!
Thinking about this made Le Yao Yao's heart race with fear. In an instant, she reached out with her small hand, determined to catch the lid at lightning speed.
In the end, she did manage to grab something. However, it wasn't the lid; instead—
Soft, large, and warm...
That is...
The big bird of the Living Yama...
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