A small character, step by step, stirred up the situation.

From a floor-sweeping eunuch to a position second only to one and above thousands, Fu Chen has walked for many years. He can praise the Buddha, tolerate demons, and coax monsters. The profession of the chief eunuch requires professional qualities, being able to coax the emperor and the empress dowager, manage the eunuchs and palace ladies, and balance the power of various ladies in the palace. The emperor said, this is a good eunuch who is down-to-earth and knows the times.

Attention:

1. The whole text is imaginary, please do not verify. The plot is the main focus, power struggle, the protagonist is very clear-headed, so don’t expect him to fall in love with the emperor first. The protagonist’s interaction with other people is only for the plot, emotional output is only for each other, Fu Chen X Shao Huachi.
2. Note: Due to the needs of the plot, there is interaction between the female supporting character and the attacker. Also, those with extreme preferences should proceed with caution. Let’s be lenient with each other. I just want to write a good story, not favoring any particular character or scenario.

As soon as medical student Wen Qingci exclaimed “awesome!” he found himself transmigrated into the role of a physician experimenting on Xie Bufeng’s body with the notorious black lotus elixir. His eyebrows are dotted with cinnabar and skin as smooth as jade, and being deeply devoted to medicine without distinguishing between good and evil, he was named the “demonic-faced immortal”.

In the end, he was torn apart and fed to vultures.

By the time Wen Qingci arrived, Xie Bufeng had already been captured by the medical department and understood his fate. He was sickly and had a fierce glare, like a wolf cub trapped in a cage, eager to crush Wen Qingci’s throat at any moment. Under the watchful eye of the emperor’s confidant, Wen Qingci fl**ked his wrist and shoved a piece of candy into Xie Bufeng’s mouth:

“This is a poison that corrodes the intestines. If Your Highness cooperates, an antidote can be obtained once a month.”
Under the surveillance of the emperor and with the ending written in the book, Wen Qingci pretended to conduct serious experiments while secretly trying to detoxify him. He risked his life to save Xie Bufeng from the brink of death. Madness ensued until the day of the palace coup, when Wen Qingci took an arrow meant for Xie Bufeng’s heart.

The new emperor, speaking slowly between his teeth, forced out the words: “After your death, there will be no antidote, and I will have no choice but to accompany you.” Wen Qingci smiled, coughing up a mouthful of blood and shaking his head gently:
“…What I feed to Your Highness is always honey made…by myself…”
A teardrop mixed with blood fell from the corner of Xie Bufeng’s eye.

Ten miles of red wedding decorations welcomed Xie Bufeng’s thin coffin into the palace gates. Xie Bufeng, full of resentment towards gods and ghosts, knelt in front of the temple, offering his blood as sacrifice to the heavens, praying to see him once again. Like a madman.

Outside the city, Wen Qingci faked his death and slipped away. In the Valley of Divine Physicians, a mysterious figure emerged, tending to flowers, reading books, and listening to music, living leisurely and carefree. Until one day, news of the emperor’s old illness recurred, and he was “invited” to the imperial palace.

Before Wen Qingci could figure out how to handle the situation…

The supposed terminally ill new emperor coldly pulled aside the bead curtain, his fingertips as cold as snake scales, slowly unraveling his veil.

Mini Theater:

From birth, Xie Bufeng could hear the evil thoughts in people’s hearts. He grew numb amidst aversion, curses, and malicious suspicions. Only Wen Qingci was an exception.

Xie Bufeng didn’t believe that Wen Qingci’s heart was as clear as a mirror.

Until one day, while the noble and sorrowful palace physician bowed to the emperor and whispered in his heart:
“

Shut up, you **.”

Younger, lacks pain, violent wolf cub gong x elegant, sickly weak black-lotus, medical fool, big beauty Shou

“Oh, has he admitted his mistake?”

“No, Your Majesty. He refuses to admit it. He even threatened to smash your head when he gets out.”

“…”

Bai Lu, who lost his mother and father when he was young, grew up as wild as a weed, stands at 1.8 meters tall, handsome with six-pack abs, and a former underground boxer.

In an unexpected turn of events, this masculine man transmigrated into the body of a weak and delicate person in a small brothel, and overnight, turning from a tough guy into a delicate wife.

With no prior experience in transmigration, Bai Lu was caught off guard and ended up being sent to the palace to play the zither. Fearless, he played a passionate rendition of “Love Trade” moving everyone to tears and begging him to stop.

Then, he caught the eye of a young, handsome, but seemingly ill-tempered emperor.

Wait, this His Majesty the Emperor seems to be the ex-boyfriend with whom he had a blood feud, fell in love and killed each other in his previous life? !

Comparing their current identities and statuses, Bai Lu shuddered. In this life, he seems to be a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth to pay off his debts.

A dignified, cold-blooded, slightly cleanliness-obsessive blackened Emperor, paired with a resilient rogue from the underworld who can’t be killed.

A dual transmigration story set in an ancient palace, with a light-hearted and sweet tone, told from the perspective of both the dominant and submissive characters.