Guarding the Imperial Garden for two years.
Silently eavesdropping as various people spoke and went about their business.
Zhou Yi was no longer the innocent and naive of his early days; he had come to understand the matters of men and women.
Pallace maids, unable to bear the loneliness of the deep palace, would seek out companionships, and the eunuchs, though castrated, appeared as men on the surface and could somewhat fulfill the cravings of marriage.
Most just teamed up for meals, but then there were pairs like those in the artificial hill, rolling into a tangled mess together.
The eunuch named Xiao Lu Zi had been working in the Imperial Garden for years, while the palace maid Jin Xue served Noble Consort Hua in the Yaohua Palace.
Zhou Yi listened as Xiao Lu Zi spoke of love and affection, feeling a wave of disgust and silently cursed him for his ability to act and deceive.
Or perhaps, who in the palace does not know how to act?