My wife is a reborn big boss

The old eunuch felt as if the whole world had frozen.

He looked up at the night sky, where the stars seemed to have stopped twinkling and the clouds seemed to have stopped drifting.

The whole world seemed to freeze in time, and for a moment there was silence.

He looked with interest at Li Si, who lay dead on the ground with his eyes wide open, wondering what he was thinking before he died, and why his expression was so vivid and interesting.

He glanced at the three human heads on the ground again. To Xiantian, such a distance was practically negligible.

Crown Prince Bai Yu wore a confident smile.

He was curious about what the head was thinking before it died, that it could laugh so confidently.

Prince Baiyu of Jin wore a disappointed expression, as if he wanted something but could not get it.

He wanted to know what this head had regretted before it died, that would give it that expression.

And the Empress, whose once beautiful face was now twisted beyond recognition, filled with fear, resentment, regret, and hatred.

Yes, it was written on it. I don't know which eunuch was so talented that he wrote words all over her face...

Turning around, I saw two beautiful, otherworldly girls standing to one side. Although one of them was indifferent and the other was forcing a smile, their concerned gazes were both directed at me.

"Lucky lad." The old eunuch certainly didn't think the two women were worried about him.

A nostalgic smile appeared on his lips.

He recalled running in the sunset, a memory of his lost youth.

That year, Emperor Zhou was not yet born; that year, he had not yet entered the palace; that year, he was still a scholar; that year, his name was still Li Naihe.

He once passed the imperial examination with flying colors and was chosen by the only heir of the Zhou Emperor, the former princess, to be his son-in-law, but he was already married.

For the sake of wealth and glory, he cruelly divorced his wife, with whom he had shared a life of mutual support, and became the son-in-law of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But to his utter surprise, after the marriage, the princess wouldn't let him touch her. In his distress, he adopted the pen name "Wangchuan" and spent his days writing sentimental poems and songs to amuse himself.

He thought life would continue like this, but a few months later, his ex-wife arrived in the capital with a newborn child to file a complaint with the emperor. It turned out that when he divorced her, she was already pregnant with his child.

Emperor Zhou couldn't bring himself to do it, so he handed the case over to the princess to decide.

The princess had intended to give her some money to send her away, but after meeting her, she couldn't tear herself away. This pitiful, demure young lady was far superior to the noble ladies from official families she had previously been with!

That's right, the only child of the late Emperor of Great Zhou, the woman destined to inherit the throne of Great Zhou, also loved women.

Thus, his wife rose to power. He, however, was kicked out of the princess's palace by the princess and ended up on the streets, where he could only make a living by telling stories he had written in teahouses and restaurants.

Several years later, when the late Emperor of the Great Zhou granted a general amnesty, he learned that his son had been made the Crown Prince.

That's right, the current emperor of the Great Zhou is his son, and he should have the surname Li!

So he made a tough decision, cut off his penis, and entered the palace.

But a eunuch who only entered the palace in his thirties has no power or influence in the palace, so who would care about him?

But he didn't care, as long as he could watch his child grow up happily from afar.

And so, decades passed slowly. The Li Naihe of yesteryear, now known as Wangchuan, had become the most senior eunuch in the palace, and he was able to follow Emperor Zhou by his side as he wished, taking care of him every day.

Because he genuinely cared for Emperor Zhou and was not after power, Emperor Zhou trusted him greatly and gradually promoted him to the position of chief eunuch in the palace, in charge of all matters within the palace.

Coming to his senses, he gazed at the rain of swords before him and murmured, "How beautiful. If I could die by this sword, my life would be worthwhile... But!"

But! He couldn't die yet! He found his reason for clinging to life! He wanted to see Emperor Zhou alive! He had to rescue Emperor Zhou!

The mental forging strategy that had troubled him for decades was finally complete, and his momentum was gradually rising!

But that wasn't enough! He burned his own life essence!

Finally... he took that step! "The Realm of the Dao and Nature"!

A rain of swords covered his body.

boom!

"Sword Two: Reincarnation" enveloped the old eunuch, stirring up a large amount of smoke and dust!

After a long while, the smoke and dust dissipated. Wu Qiong looked at the golden nanmu sword in his hand with a pained expression, chuckled, and hung the wooden sword back on his waist: "You actually didn't die. I admire you."

The old eunuch in front of me was extremely pitiful, covered in blood and filth, with hardly a part of his body unscathed, as if he had just crawled out of a sea of ​​blood!

But he didn't die!

"You are very strong, using your acquired strength to overpower my innate strength." The old eunuch remained calm, as if he himself was not the one who was seriously injured: "If this old servant had not burned his essence and broken through in the heat of battle, he would already be a dead soul under your sword, young master."

He continued, "Although this old servant has broken through, I am already at my limit. If you, young master, can use that sword again, this old servant will have no choice but to offer my neck for execution."

Wu Qiong smiled coldly: "This young master only draws his sword once a day."

In reality, he couldn't unleash a second sword strike; another one would likely ruin his meridians, but the style had to be on point!

"What a pity." The old eunuch smiled sinisterly and was about to take his life.

Wu Qiongwei remained fearless, smiled confidently, and shouted, "Xiaobai! Shi'er! Help!"

Before he could finish speaking, a long sword descended from the sky and landed between the two! Suddenly, two beautiful figures appeared in front of Wu Qiong!

"This time it's for my poor brother." Li Jianshi smiled, but his tone was chilling: "If we ever meet again, it will be your death day."

Su Mubai stared straight ahead, merely letting out a cold snort without replying.

[If they encounter each other again, it's uncertain who will kill whom.]

"What a pair...cough...what three ill-fated lovers." The old eunuch paused halfway through his sentence, slightly embarrassed, "Then let me send all three of you to your deaths!"

Having said that, he shouted, "Arrows, come!"

Wu Qiong, who was sitting on the ground circulating his qi to heal his wounds, almost choked upon hearing this: "What did you say? My sword?"

He looked around, but the swords at the waists of the Imperial Guards did not appear to be moving.

Su and Li were on high alert, but nothing happened.

"You dare call yourself 'Sword Come'?" Wu Qiong chuckled, then his expression suddenly changed, as if he had remembered something: "Wait a minute! Xiao Bai, Shi'er, watch out!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a rain of arrows suddenly appeared in front of the old eunuch, a dark mass shooting towards Wu Qiong and his companions!

Looking at the overwhelming rain of arrows before him, Wu Qiong muttered, "It really is 'Arrows Coming'..."