Author: hoenibean (Page 1 of 75)

Chapter 62 – My stomach can’t wait any longer!

 

Not mentioning the dragon egg was fine, but as soon as Zhao Qi mentioned it, he wanted to immediately expose Li Chisu’s egg. “If you don’t move aside, I’ll call someone.”

 

Zhao Qi’s threat didn’t have any effect. Li Chisu wasn’t afraid at all. “If Your Majesty calls someone, then what?”

 

Zhao Qi said fiercely, “Then I’ll throw you into the Huai River to feed the fish.”

 

Li Chisu pretended to be surprised. “So when our child asks how his father died, will Your Majesty tell the truth?”

 

Zhao Qi sneered, “Do you really think I would let this child be born?”

 

Li Chisu was even more surprised. “But this is royal blood, maybe the future heir to Your Majesty’s throne. Of course, we should have the child.”

 

“I have other royal blood; you don’t need to worry about this.” Zhao Qi walked past Li Chisu and continued forward.

 

Li Chisu followed closely behind. “Your Majesty, no one can predict the future. Pregnancy and childbirth are matters of fate. They say ‘more children, more blessings.’ If this is true for commoners, it is even more so for royalty. Please consider the state and the people, and think carefully before deciding.”

 

Zhao Qi suddenly stopped and turned to look at Li Chisu. “You make sense, but I can also tell you, I will never allow this child to be born.”

 

“Why?” Li Chisu asked without hesitation.

 

Zhao Qi replied coldly, “Because it’s your child.”

 

Li Chisu was stunned.

 

“I won’t let someone like you father my child.”

 

“Someone like me…” Li Chisu smiled wryly. “What kind of person am I?”

 

Zhao Qi cursed bluntly, “You don’t even have a legitimate queen. There are already many women in the palace, yet you’re still not satisfied. You flirt outside at every opportunity, claiming to be romantic but actually just promiscuous. You treat sex like a meal, without love, only lust. You’re superficial—someone like you doesn’t deserve to be the father of my child.”

 

Li Chisu fell silent, his peach blossom eyes dim and hurt. “Is that how Your Majesty sees me?”

 

“I may have been harsh, but isn’t everything I said true?”

 

Li Chisu smiled self-deprecatingly. “Yes, everything Your Majesty said is true. But those are all in the past. Since I met Your Majesty, I haven’t been with anyone else.”

 

Zhao Qi rolled his eyes dramatically. “You’re quite proud of that. Should I be moved by you now?”

 

Li Chisu felt suffocated, unable to handle the situation as smoothly as before. “Does Your Majesty have to keep dwelling on the past? As long as Your Majesty is willing to give me a chance, I will not disappoint you.”

 

“No chance,” Zhao Qi said without hesitation.

 

Li Chisu sighed. “But I really love Your Majesty, and we already have a child.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at him sideways. “Did you say the same to your exes?”

 

Li Chisu choked for a moment. “Th-this is different. I never had children with them.”

 

By this time, Zhao Qi had already reached the outer hall, where Sikong, in charge of water affairs in Jiangxia, had been waiting for some time.

 

“I’ve said all I need to. Pack up and return to your fiefdom,” Zhao Qi said.

 

Li Chisu was left standing there, experiencing heartache for the first time. He returned to his room in frustration. Xiaoyu saw his expression and knew immediately that he had hit a wall. She pitied and taunted him, “What did Xiaoyu say? My lord, the Emperor is after all the Emperor. You should just give up.”

 

Before Li Chisu could respond, Suhua spoke up, “My lord rarely meets someone he likes so much. He probably won’t give up easily.”

 

Li Chisu smiled bitterly. “Ah, I’ve been despised.”

 

Suhua asked, “Does my lord regret it?”

 

Li Chisu nodded, reflecting seriously. “Regret.”

 

Xiaoyu gloated, “When my lord was frolicking in the flowers and sleeping around, why didn’t he think of today? In Xiaoyu’s opinion, we should tidy up and return to Nanzhou as soon as possible.”

 

Li Chisu thought for a moment and said slowly, “No rush. I still have a way.”

 

First, Zhao Qi discussed flood control plans with Sikong Jiangxia, but after a long discussion, they still couldn’t come up with a perfect solution. Then he immersed himself in urgent memorials sent from the capital. Each one presented a dilemma that required him to provide the best solution in a short time, taxing his brain cells with every document.

 

One of the memorials reported that Prince Zhao Tong had somehow obtained customs documents stamped with the imperial seal, and had left the capital five days ago, heading north.

 

Zhao Qi vaguely felt something suspicious but was unsure whether he should pursue him. Helpless, with Xiao Shiqing still unconscious, he brought up the matter during the council session, but the ministers held differing opinions and bickered incessantly in his ear, giving him a headache. Ultimately, it was of no use.

 

After the meeting dispersed and the other ministers left, only He Changzhou remained, looking at him with concern. “Is Your Majesty very tired?”

 

“Exhausted,” Zhao Qi said, covering his face with his hand. “Why are there so many problems… why!”

 

He had been managing court affairs for a while now, but after just one day in sole control, he was already struggling to cope.

 

No wonder many emperors in history had short reigns. Day in and day out, waking earlier than the rooster and sleeping later than the dog, with the nation as the field and him as the ox, plowing tirelessly. It would be strange if they lived long.

 

“Now I understand the kind of days Prime Minister lives,” Zhao Qi sighed bitterly. “He still manages to spend so much time with me. How does he do it?”

 

He Changzhou said, “The Prime Minister is busy, but I’m not. So Your Majesty should stick less to him and more to me.”

 

“I won’t,” Zhao Qi said firmly.

 

He Changzhou looked dejected. “Oh.”

 

“By the way, why didn’t you voice your opinion when we discussed Prince Zhao leaving the capital earlier? Do you think I should pursue him or let him return to his fiefdom?” Zhao Qi asked. “He Changzhou said, “Prime Minister has always been decisive and never listens to others.”

 

Zhao Qi sighed softly. “He’s like that with everything.”

 

“Yes, that’s why he’s not a good person. The Emperor should keep his distance from him.”

 

“Let’s talk business!”

 

“… My suggestion is to wait until the Prime Minister wakes up. It’s possible this is his scheme.”

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t think of a better way, so this was all he could do for now.

 

By the time he finally finished dealing with the day’s urgent political matters, it was late at night. Jiang Dehai brought him a late-night snack. “Your Majesty, you’ve hardly eaten all day. Quickly eat this bowl of noodles to fill your stomach.”

 

Zhao Qi wearily picked up his chopsticks and asked, “How is the Prime Minister’s brother doing?”

 

“The Prime Minister has taken his medicine and slept all day. His high fever has turned into a low fever.”

 

“I’ll go see him.”

 

With bowl in hand, Zhao Qi walked and ate until he reached Xiao Shiqing’s bedside, with only half a bowl left.

 

He took a sip of soup, looked at Xiao Shiqing lying in bed, burped, and called out softly, “Prime Minister Brother…”

 

Xiao Shiqing was deeply asleep, his breath warm.

 

Zhao Qi rambled on, “I’ve been busy all day today, didn’t even have time for a proper meal.”

 

“…”

 

“Zhao Tong somehow got hold of my imperial seal and has already left the capital for the northern border. Brother, what should I do?”

 

“…”

 

Zhao Qi patted Xiao Shiqing’s straight nose, “Ah, please get better soon and share my worries.”

 

“…”

 

With a troubled expression, Zhao Qi muttered quietly, “If Zhao Tong and the original plan are the same, marching from the northern border to the capital, driving me off the throne, I might as well jump into the river now. One death for two lives, and no need to fight anymore.”

 

Xiao Shiqing seemed to sense something, his fingertips twitching slightly.

 

Finishing the remaining noodles while looking at Xiao Shiqing’s face, Zhao Qi said, “I’m going back to rest. Brother, you must wake up tomorrow.”

 

Zhao Qi was about to get up when he suddenly froze, maintaining a posture of uncertainty, looking perplexed.

 

Cheng Boyan asked, “Your Majesty, what’s wrong?”

 

Zhao Qi looked down at his own stomach, his expression gradually turning fearful, “I-I felt a movement in my stomach just now.”

 

Cheng Boyan suddenly realized and smiled, “Your Majesty, that’s the baby moving.”

 

Zhao Qi was stunned, flustered, “Does this mean… it’s already formed?”

 

“You could say that,” Cheng Boyan replied, “as the months go by, the movements will become more frequent. It’s a normal phenomenon, Your Majesty, no need to worry.”

 

Zhao Qi nearly choked on his food, “Why hasn’t Zhao Qiao found the Japanese divine doctor yet? If this continues, I’m going to be a grandfather!”

 

Xiao Shiqing slowly woke up and heard Zhao Qi’s words, smiling knowingly, “Who are you trying to bring here?”

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T/N: There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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How about some mystery or showbiz? Check out Morbid Addiction & Perfection

What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

 

Chapter 61 – I am a little fool.

 

Xiao Shiqing paused for a moment, “Bring him in.”

 

Doctor Zhang was quickly “invited” in. Poor man, at his age, he was frightened out of his wits and sent back to his hometown. Just as he was settling into a few peaceful days, suddenly the dark guards descended on him without explanation, dragging him all the way to Cangzhou. During the journey, he had no chance to rest or eat properly. After a few days of this treatment, his old bones were almost falling apart, but what he found most unbearable was the psychological terror.

 

When he saw the all-powerful Prime Minister, he trembled and knelt down with a thud, “I, I pay my respects to the Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing cleared his throat lightly, looking down at the old doctor from a high vantage point, his expression unreadable.

 

Fu Zi, seeing him cough, felt a bit concerned and asked, “Prime Minister, are you feeling unwell?”

 

Xiao Shiqing shook his head, “Ask.”

 

Doctor Zhang stammered nervously, “What does the Prime Minister wish to know? This humble one will speak all that he knows.”

 

Fu Zi said, “Doctor Zhang, over three months ago, His Majesty fell ill. He summoned you to diagnose him. You prescribed a stomach-strengthening and damp-dispelling prescription. Is this true?”

 

Upon hearing Fu Zi mention this, Doctor Zhang, already timid by nature, was directly frightened. His voice trembled, “Y-yes, indeed.”

 

“But the next day, your student Cheng Boyan prescribed a completely different medicine for His Majesty. Doctor Zhang, who made the mistake, you or Cheng Boyan?”

 

Doctor Zhang wiped his sweat nervously, “I-I do not know…”

 

Fu Zi was about to ask further when Xiao Shiqing raised his hand to stop him, “Speak plainly. What illness does His Majesty suffer from?”

 

“His… His Majesty suffers from qi deficiency, blood deficiency, damp heat in the intestines…”

 

Xiao Shiqing coldly interrupted, “I have no time for your beating around the bush.”

 

Before Xiao Shiqing could utter a threatening word, Doctor Zhang couldn’t hold back anymore. With a pale face, he cried out, “Prime Minister! Prime Minister—this humble one really dares not say! His Majesty, unexpectedly, unexpectedly…”

 

Xiao Shiqing suppressed his voice, restraining himself, “Is His Majesty… pregnant?”

 

Fu Zi, usually composed and calm, widened his eyes as if hearing an incredible tale, and this incredible tale came from Prime Minister Xiao. For a moment, he thought he might be hallucinating and couldn’t help saying, “Prime Minister, this…”

 

Even Doctor Zhang was stunned, “Prime Minister, you knew?”

 

Xiao Shiqing fell silent for a moment, then bent down, grasped Doctor Zhang’s collar urgently, “I was right, wasn’t I?!”

 

“Y-yes, Prime Minister, when this humble one diagnosed His Majesty, his pulse indeed showed signs of pregnancy for over two months.”

 

Fu Zi couldn’t believe they were all losing their minds, or perhaps he was losing his own, and asked in confusion, “But His Majesty is a man, how can a man be pregnant?”

 

At this point, Doctor Zhang revealed everything he knew: “It is said that there is a secret medicine in Dongying. When a man takes it, he can conceive and bear children like a woman. But this is only a legend, and no one has seen it. There is no precedent in Dajing, and this humble one dares not assert…”

 

As if drained of all strength, Xiao Shiqing slowly released his grip, sank back into his chair, his deep eyes swirling like a whirlpool, “He really…”

 

Everything suddenly made sense: the young Emperor’s unusual behavior, his physical discomfort, the slight bulge in his abdomen, and the faint movement beneath Xiao Shiqing’s palm last night.

 

There was truly a little life growing inside the young Emperor.

 

—His own.

 

A faint smile tugged at Xiao Shiqing’s lips, unable to contain it, he chuckled softly.

 

Fu Zi and Doctor Zhang exchanged a glance, silently understanding each other, and the room fell silent.

 

When Xiao Shiqing spoke again, his voice was hoarse, “Prepare the medicine for him.”

 

“Yes.” Fu Zi handed Doctor Zhang the prescription written by Cheng Boyan, “Do you understand what this prescription is for?”

 

Doctor Zhang leaned in cautiously, examined it, and said carefully, “This humble one fears he must consult medical texts back at the palace. If His Majesty is indeed pregnant due to consuming the secret medicine from Dongying, there is a rare book called *Travelogue of Dongying* that details the nurturing and childbirth for a male pregnancy. Perhaps we can follow its instructions.”

 

Fu Zi asked, “Prime Minister, should I dispatch someone to retrieve the book from the capital?”

 

“No need,” Xiao Shiqing smirked, “Go directly to Dongying and bring someone back.”

 

Xiao Shiqing dismissed the two, sat alone for a long time, then changed into fresh clothes and went to the young Emperor’s chambers.

 

Naturally, the guards dared not stop him. He pushed open the door and saw Zhao Qi sleeping soundly on the bed.

 

Xiao Shiqing sat down beside the bed, reached out to stroke the young Emperor’s long hair, his brows, the corners of his eyes, and stopped at his slightly parted lips, murmuring softly, “Why didn’t you say?”

 

Disturbed in his sleep, Zhao Qi furrowed his brows uneasily.

 

His fingers, usually busy with official documents, played gently with Zhao Qi’s lips, “Planning to hide it from me and secretly bear our child, hmm?”

 

Between half-dream and half-wake, Zhao Qi opened his eyes slightly, then quickly closed them again. In a daze, he murmured, “Brother…”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s breath caught. In that moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to throttle this forgetful little emperor who had hidden things from him for so long. It was like that night, making him tremble beneath him, eyes moist and red, voice hoarse.

 

But it was just a fleeting thought.

 

He closed his eyes, suppressing the surging desire, and got into bed, pulling Zhao Qi into his embrace.

 

Zhao Qi seemed to fall back into deep sleep, showing no reaction at all.

 

Xiao Shiqing held his hand, stroking Zhao Qi’s abdomen, gritting his teeth helplessly, muttering, “You silly fool.”

 

…

 

In his dream, Zhao Qi felt like he was leaning against a furnace, continuously emanating heat, dispelling the dampness of the rainy season that was so bothersome.

 

When he opened his eyes again, it was still dark outside. The rain was still falling, but it had lessened, dripping softly with a hint of spring rain.

 

Turning over, Zhao Qi intended to laze in bed for a while but collided with a warm and solid chest.

 

Startled, Zhao Qi opened his eyes abruptly, stiffened, then turned his head slowly. Seeing the familiar handsome face, he swallowed his exclamation.

 

Rubbing his eyes, he confirmed he wasn’t mistaken. “Brother?”

 

Xiao Shiqing kept his eyes closed, his hand resting on Zhao Qi’s waist.

 

Zhao Qi frowned. How did Xiao Shiqing end up in his bed? He distinctly remembered sleeping alone last night.

 

So… did Xiao Shiqing sleepwalk into his bed in the middle of the night?

 

Staring at Xiao Shiqing’s face, Zhao Qi was full of questions.

 

Unable to resist, he reached out and gently brushed the other’s eyelashes.

 

Damn, he looked so good.

 

“Brother,” Zhao Qi shook Xiao Shiqing’s shoulder, “it’s light out, time to get up.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyelashes twitched slightly, but his eyes remained closed.

 

Zhao Qi shook him a couple more times, but Xiao Shiqing still didn’t respond. Growing anxious, Zhao Qi used the back of his hand to touch Xiao Shiqing’s forehead — it was burning hot.

 

Quickly throwing off the covers and getting out of bed, Zhao Qi called out, “Guards… Summon Cheng Boyan!”

 

Cheng Boyan and Jiang Dehai arrived. Seeing the Prime Minister sleeping in the Emperor’s bed, they exchanged a subtle glance. What on earth happened last night, they dared not ask nor say.

 

After Cheng Boyan checked Xiao Shiqing’s pulse, he said, “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has caught a cold, hence the high fever and continued unconsciousness.”

 

Annoyed, Zhao Qi said, “It must be from standing in the rain by the river yesterday.” He looked at Xiao Shiqing’s slightly pale face with a heavy heart. “I said using an umbrella in such heavy rain was useless.”

 

Cheng Boyan reassured him, “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is young and healthy. A minor cold like this is nothing to him. With two doses of medicine and a sweat, the high fever will subside.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded. “Then quickly prepare the medicine.”

 

He stayed by the bedside for a while. Jiang Dehai entered and said, “Your Majesty…”

 

Supporting his chin, Zhao Qi looked at Xiao Shiqing and wondered, “Lao Jiang, has the Prime Minister always been this good-looking? Even in illness, he remains so charming.”

 

Jiang Dehai was taken aback, then smiled. “The Prime Minister is known as the most handsome man of our Great Jing Dynasty, always outstanding in appearance and character.”

 

“But I used to think he was on par with Rong Tang, He Changzhou, and others,” Zhao Qi murmured. “Why does he seem more attractive to me recently?”

 

Jiang Dehai thought for a moment. “Perhaps it’s not that the Prime Minister has become more attractive, but rather, Your Majesty, you have changed.”

 

“Maybe I was blind before,” Zhao Qi concluded, changing the subject. “What’s the situation outside?”

 

Jiang Dehai suddenly slapped his forehead. “Your Majesty, I almost forgot the important matter. Last night, Jiangxia Sikong, who accompanied the Prime Minister on the disaster inspection, wishes to see you.”

 

“Oh,” Zhao Qi forced himself to perk up. “Tell him to wait. I’ll see him in place of my brother.”

 

“Also, inform the ministers and nobles accompanying him that they can proceed with their discussions before the Prime Minister arrives.”

 

Zhao Qi’s temples throbbed. “Send word that I’ll join them after reviewing the urgent memorials from the capital.”

 

“Oh, Your Majesty…”

 

Unable to bear it any longer, Zhao Qi snapped, “Could you please just tell me everything at once?!”

 

“Yes, yes, Your Majesty’s orders.” Jiang Dehai complied. “Also, Prince Zhaonan arrived early this morning, saying he has urgent matters to discuss with Your Majesty.”

 

Impatiently, Zhao Qi said, “I don’t want to see him. Tell him to leave.”

 

Last night, Zhao Qi had confided in Li Chisu about hiding the dragon egg. Li Chisu believed him more readily than He Changzhou did. Without much explanation, Li Chisu said with a silence at first, then smiled and said: “Then I am exhausted. But when the matter arose suddenly, is it possible to tolerate it?”

 

He first noticed that his face turned black, then the tea cup smashed under Li Chisu’s foot, and said, “Get out of me!”

 

After a night, Li Chisu had a clear idea, and waited early in the morning.

 

Waited almost an hour, and finally waited until Zhao Qi left the door and went ahead and said, “Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi’s heart is already big, and now he sees Li Chisu’s natural face, “I didn’t let you go?”

 

Li Chisu asked for a will, “The Minister didn’t hear it. The emperor, I am already sure.”

 

Zhao Qi’s foot is not stopping, “I’m going to go to the job, I don’t have time to listen to you.”

 

Li Chisu is long, “I don’t give the minister a face…”

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T/N: There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

If you like my translations, feel free to donate to my ko-fi!

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Also, check out the other series we have on HoH!

If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

If you like dragons, check out I’m Pregnant with the Hope of the Entire Planet and The Dragon and the ‘Princess’

How about some mystery or showbiz? Check out Morbid Addiction & Perfection

What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

 

Chapter 60 – I listened to Li Chisu’s stories from the past. 

Li Chisu boarded the dragon boat with two maids. Zhao Qi and Xiao Shiqing had already entered the cabin, leaving only He Changzhou waiting on the deck.

 

He Changzhou shook off the previous dejection he had shown in front of Zhao Qi. Standing upright with his sword, his figure was tall and straight, exuding youthful vigor and noble bearing, though his expression was far from pleasant.

 

Li Chisu met his undisguised scornful gaze and smiled, “Why does General He look at this king like that? Did I offend you in the capital without realizing it?”

 

He Changzhou sneered, glancing at the two maids behind Li Chisu, and said sarcastically, “The Prince of Zhao Nan is indeed as rumored—always accompanied by beauties wherever he goes, even on a dragon boat.”

 

Li Chisu slightly turned his head and said, “Little Fish, Su Hua, General He is praising you as beauties. Don’t you want to thank him?”

 

“No need.” He Changzhou stepped forward, tapped Li Chisu’s shoulder with the sword sheath, and said coldly, “Even if it’s you, it makes no difference. You’re simply not worthy.”

 

After finishing his words, He Changzhou walked away, leaving the three of them staring at each other.

 

Little Fish asked in confusion, “Master, when did you offend this young general?”

 

Li Chisu rested his fan against his chin, pondering, “I’m curious too.”

 

An inner official approached and said, “Your Highness, the Emperor requests your presence inside the boat for tea.”

 

Li Chisu nodded and said to the two maids, “You wait outside for me. I’ll go… pay my respects to the Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi invited Li Chisu for tea mainly to ask about a matter that was both extremely embarrassing and of great importance. However, with Xiao Shiqing and He Changzhou sitting on either side of him, he couldn’t find an opportunity to speak.

 

“Doesn’t the Prime Minister have other matters to attend to?” Zhao Qi asked tentatively.

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “Seeing Li Chisu is important, no matter how busy.”

 

“…Fine then.”

 

The inner official led Li Chisu inside. Before Li Chisu could bow, Zhao Qi said, “Skip the formalities. Please take a seat and have some tea.”

 

Li Chisu smiled and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty.” He looked Zhao Qi up and down and said, “Has Your Majesty gained weight?”

 

Zhao Qi nearly spat out his tea, instinctively covering his belly, and looked at Li Chisu with a mix of disgust and complaint. “I’ve gained some weight recently.”

 

Li Chisu’s lips curled into a grin. “Being able to eat is a blessing. Your Majesty is very fortunate.”

 

Zhao Qi inwardly complained about the so-called blessing. “Do you want this blessing or not?”

 

Xiao Shiqing noted Zhao Qi’s reaction and took a sip of tea. “I heard that Your Highness has been in Jiangxia for three days already.”

 

Li Chisu said, “As expected, nothing escapes the Prime Minister’s notice.”

 

“You’ve been away from your fief for several months. Not returning to Nanzhou immediately after leaving the capital—are you not concerned about the morale and welfare of the army?”

 

Li Chisu replied with a leisurely smile, “The civil and military officials of Nanzhou are different from those in the northern borders. When the lord is absent, they do what they need to do without worrying about the lord’s safety. Not to mention a few months; as long as His Majesty gives the word, staying for a year or more is not a problem.”

 

“What good is it for you to stay for a year or more? Should I let you watch the dragon eggs hatch?” Zhao Qi rolled his eyes and said, “Since you’re the ruler of Nanzhou, it’s inappropriate to wander around aimlessly. You should return as soon as possible.”

 

“You’re right, Your Majesty,” Li Chisu said awkwardly, “but I haven’t married a princess yet. Returning to Nanzhou means I’ll be lectured by those old ministers left and right. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.”

 

He Changzhou sneered, “Oh, even at this point, you still want to marry a princess?”

 

Li Chisu was slightly surprised. “At this point? What’s wrong with it?”

 

Zhao Qi shot He Changzhou a “shut up” look and retorted, “I’m the Son of Heaven, not your father. What’s the use of you whining about not being able to marry a princess in front of me all day? Can I just magically produce one for you?!”

 

Li Chisu lightly chuckled, “Your Majesty is right. In such matters, it’s crucial that the young lady herself is willing.”

 

Zhao Qi’s expression darkened further. “But the young lady isn’t willing.”

 

Suddenly, Xiao Shiqing interjected, “That’s enough.”

 

Once Prime Minister Xiao spoke, even the Emperor fell silent, let alone the other two.

 

“An appointed prince cannot stay away from his designated fiefdom for long,” Xiao Shiqing asserted without room for objection, “Within two days, Your Highness must depart for Nanzhou.”

 

Li Chisu’s eyes darkened briefly, then swiftly returned to his usual charming demeanor. “Is this also His Majesty’s wish?”

 

“It is necessary,” Zhao Qi affirmed, showing respect to the Prime Minister’s brother, “What the Prime Minister intends is also my intention.”

 

The smile on Li Chisu’s face faded a bit. “I obey.”

 

In the following days, Xiao Shiqing remained with Zhao Qi, who never found an opportunity to ask Li Chisu.

 

At noon, the dragon boat finally docked in Jiangxia. Unlike in Cangzhou, although the officials of Jiangxia were lined up neatly to greet them, they all looked disheveled, pallid-faced, as if they hadn’t had a proper night’s sleep or a decent meal in days.

 

The Governor of Jiangxia, Pang Dai, a thin man in his forties, stood at the forefront, his official robes stained with wet mud, his hair disheveled. He bowed to Zhao Qi, “Governor Pang Dai of Jiangxia leads all officials here to respectfully welcome Your Majesty.”

 

Curious, Zhao Qi asked, “Governor, where did you come from? Why have you made yourself look like this?”

 

Pang Dai looked ashamed. “I fear Your Majesty might find it amusing.”

 

“You needn’t worry,” Zhao Qi reassured him. “I have received professional training; generally speaking, I don’t laugh.” Unless it’s unavoidable.

 

Pang Dai managed a wry smile. “I was just now involved in rescuing Your Majesty’s palace.”

 

“You mean, my palace was flooded too?”

 

“With continuous heavy rains, many breaches occurred along the Huai River. Most parts of the city are flooded, and even Your Majesty’s palace, though situated high, couldn’t escape this calamity.”

 

“That’s true,” Li Chisu added. “During my three days in Jiangxia, I had to change locations daily. There are now few habitable places left in Jiangxia.”

 

Pang Dai assured him, “But Your Majesty, do not worry. I have found a new lodging for you, a century-old inn here in Jiangxia. This inn—”

 

Interrupting the unnecessary details, Zhao Qi turned to Xiao Shiqing, “Prime Minister, if my palace is in this state, what about the common people in the city?”

 

Xiao Shiqing calmly patted Zhao Qi’s waist, reassuring him, “Your Majesty, first retire to your lodging. I will personally inspect the banks of the Huai River.”

 

“I want to go with you!” Zhao Qi insisted.

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi’s abdomen. “It’s not safe for you there.”

 

“But…”

 

Xiao Shiqing turned to Pang Dai, “Pang Dai.”

 

“At your service.”

 

“Escort His Majesty to the inn.”

 

Frustrated and a little angry, Zhao Qi muttered under his breath, “Brother completely disregards my opinions again.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked surprised. “You…”

 

“Forget it,” Zhao Qi sighed. “You go ahead, I’m leaving.”

 

Xiao Shiqing regained his composure and nodded slightly. “Take care on the way, Your Majesty.”

 

With a bit of resentment, Zhao Qi left. Jiang Dehai was about to follow when Xiao Shiqing said to him, “Try to persuade His Majesty.”

 

Jiang Dehai’s smile was bitterly ironic. “This old servant will try his best.”

 

Accompanied by courtiers… oh, there were no court ladies, Zhao Qi traveled by carriage to the inn where he would stay. Along the way, it started raining again, and there seemed to be a trend of it getting heavier. Zhao Qi was somewhat worried, “Did Prime Minister bring an umbrella?”

 

Jiang Dehai smiled, “Your Majesty, rest assured. Even if someone forgot their umbrella, the Prime Minister wouldn’t.”

 

Raindrops the size of soybeans fell heavily on the carriage, making dull thuds. “With such heavy rain, even an umbrella would be useless.”

 

“That’s why the Prime Minister didn’t let Your Majesty accompany him,” Jiang Dehai spoke with a maternal concern, “Many breaches along the Huai River, it’s dangerous. Moreover, Your Majesty is now pregnant; how can you go to such places?”

 

“But he doesn’t know I’m pregnant. Not letting me go is probably because he’s afraid I’ll cause him trouble.” Zhao Qi’s greatest virtue was self-awareness. “But I really am not useful. If I went, I might just be a hindrance to him.”

 

Jiang Dehai hurriedly said, “Your Majesty must not say such things! You are the emperor, how could you be useless?”

 

“Alright, you don’t need to comfort me.” Zhao Qi reassured himself, feeling uplifted. “Although I can’t be there in person, there are still many things I can do.”

 

Upon reaching the inn, Zhao Qi wasted no time and immediately inquired about flood control efforts from Pang Dai.

 

“How many breaches are there currently?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

“In total, Your Majesty, there are twelve breaches. We’ve repaired five, and I’ve documented all of this.”

 

Frowning, Zhao Qi queried further, “As Emperor, I am truly busy and don’t have time to remember everything in your reports. What about the remaining seven breaches?”

 

“I’ve already ordered repairs to continue through the night, but the rain has been incessant…”

 

With a stern face, Zhao Qi pointed out, “I must emphasize, this disaster, I’m sorry to say, carries significant responsibility for you. You’ve been the Governor of Jiangxia for decades; why were precautions not taken?”

 

Pang Dai defended himself, “Your Majesty, I did take precautions, but this year’s rainy season is truly unprecedented.”

 

“In that case, you must…” Zhao Qi paused, firm in his stance, “You must find a solution to this issue.”

 

Pang Dai sighed helplessly, “I want to solve it too, but the materials needed for repairing the riverbanks have always been insufficient.”

 

“We can purchase them.”

 

“But the relief funds from the court have already been allocated to aid the flood victims. The government is truly strapped for resources…”

 

Zhao Qi cut him off decisively, “Purchase them!”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“After all, this disaster is ultimately my fault. My greatest mistake is allowing you to make mistakes.”

 

Pang Dai and the other officials knelt on the ground, “Your Majesty, I dare not. I have made a mistake—”

 

…

 

As night fell, the rain showed no signs of easing. 

 

Xiao Yu packed his belongings while teasing his master, “Well, that’s settled. They didn’t catch up to us, and they sent us back to our fiefdom with our tails between our legs.”

 

Su Hua asked, “Is His Highness really going to Southern Province?”

 

Li Chisu, fanning himself casually, replied, “Not going would be defying the imperial decree, risking one’s head.”

 

Su Hua doubted, “Would His Highness willingly leave like this?”

 

“Of course not,” Li Chisu said leisurely, “I don’t dare hope for much else, but before leaving, let me at least have a farewell encounter with His Highness.”

 

“A farewell encounter?” Xiao Yu exclaimed, “Isn’t that already quite a hope?”

 

Li Chisu playfully tapped Xiao Yu’s head with his fan handle, “Don’t be so harsh with your words, young lady, or you won’t find a husband in the future.”

 

Xiao Yu blushed, “Whether I find a husband or not has nothing to do with His Highness!”

 

As the master and servants chatted, Xiao Jinzi, who had finally recovered from seasickness, knocked on the door and whispered, “Your Highness, the Emperor requests your presence.”

 

Xiao Yu was surprised, “Why would the Emperor summon His Highness so late?”

 

Li Chisu smiled, “Indeed, why would the Emperor summon me?”

 

Zhao Qi dealt with the officials from Jiangxia with a mix of kindness and severity until late into the night, before finally having the energy to attend to his “private matters”. He had initially wanted to meet Li Chisu together with them, but after reasoning and appealing emotionally, he sent He Changzhou away.

 

When Li Chisu arrived, only Zhao Qi was in the room.

 

Zhao Qi had changed into casual clothes, with a hint of weariness on his face. Yet to Li Chisu’s eyes, he remained irresistibly charming—a little beauty, if only Zhao Qi’s gaze wasn’t so piercing.

 

Li Chisu smiled and bowed to Zhao Qi, “I greet Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi simply “hmphed” and straightened his posture.

 

“Is the Prime Minister not here?” Li Chisu asked.

 

“He hasn’t returned yet.”

 

Li Chisu remarked, “No wonder—General He Changzhou isn’t here either?”

 

Frowning, Zhao Qi said, “When I’m speaking to you, you keep bringing up others.”

 

Li Chisu’s lips curved with a smile, exuding elegance and grace. “Your Majesty is right. Let’s not mention them, only Your Majesty and I.” Stepping forward, he fixed his watery eyes on Zhao Qi without blinking. “So, why did Your Majesty summon me alone at this late hour?”

 

Zhao Qi mentally prepared himself before speaking slowly, “I want to ask you, during the palace banquet that night, what did you… do to me?”

 

Li Chisu chuckled knowingly, “So Your Majesty is still troubled by that?”

 

“It’s necessary,” Zhao Qi said tersely, “Otherwise, someone might get away with everything scot-free.”

 

“Get away with everything?” Li Chisu was slightly surprised, “Are you talking about me?”

 

“Less talk,” Zhao Qi’s face turned cold, “Tell me exactly what you did that day.”

 

Li Chisu’s thoughts returned to over three months ago.

 

During the palace banquet, he was summoned to the Imperial Garden by an unsigned letter. The person who wrote the letter didn’t show up, and after waiting for a long time, just as he was about to leave, he stumbled upon Prince Huai and Rong Tang meeting privately. He enjoyed the scene without any concern, especially since Prince Huai was involved in his schemes. He only left after watching the scene play out, by which time it was already completely dark.

 

The paths in the palace were intricate. Without a guide, he unknowingly walked near Yonghua Palace and saw a person hurriedly leaving the hall, almost as if fleeing.

 

He recognized that person as General He Changzhou. This young hero was widely renowned, so what could have happened to make him so panicked?

 

Driven by curiosity, he entered the hall and found it empty of even a eunuch or palace maid. He recalled the recent rumors: the Emperor greatly favored his male favorite Rong Tang, even giving up his own sleeping quarters for Rong Tang’s recovery. But even if it wasn’t the Emperor residing in Yonghua Palace now, security shouldn’t be so lax.

 

The inner hall was lit, the door closed but not locked. He pushed it gently, and it opened.

 

Through the layers of curtains, he saw someone on the bed tossing and turning in obvious distress. He approached and recognized the person lying there, astonished, “Your Majesty?”

 

The Emperor’s dragon robe was half-removed, exposing his shoulder, with a clear tooth mark visible. His cheeks were flushed, eyes teary and misty, lips shimmering with a glossy sheen. Even someone as experienced as Li Chisu couldn’t help but feel his breath quicken at the sight of the Emperor in such a state.

 

The Emperor seemed feverish, continuously tugging at his dragon robe, and looked at him with wet eyes, “Help me… help me take it off…”

 

“Do you really want me to help you?”

 

The Emperor nodded, choked up.

 

“But I’ve never taken off a dragon robe before,” Li Chisu teased, “Would Your Majesty teach me?”

 

The Emperor’s long hair lay scattered on the pillow, shaking his head feebly, unable to utter a complete sentence.

 

“Not teaching? Then I’ll have to go slowly.” With nimble fingers, he slowly removed piece by piece of the dragon robe, “Since this was brought to me by Your Majesty yourself, I can’t be blamed.”

 

“Hmm…”

 

When he had only a shirt left, a familiar fragrance wafted over him. He raised his eyebrows in astonishment, “The scent on your body, this is…”

 

He had only smelled this fragrance on Xiao Ya, finding it refreshing and intoxicating. He had specially ordered a search but couldn’t find this kind of fragrance in the entire capital. Why would it appear on the Emperor?

 

He carefully studied the Emperor’s features, increasingly familiar, gradually overlapping with the impression he had. He couldn’t help but smile ruefully—so that was it.

 

The little beauty on the bed, even after being stripped, wasn’t behaving, gripping his hand and refusing to let him leave. A faint blush covered his fair skin, eyes and brows as lovely as peach blossoms.

 

Since the Emperor was his Xiao Ya, he didn’t need to worry about anything anymore.

 

Just as he was determined to take apart his “Xiao Ya” and enter his body, a cold voice sounded behind him, “What are you doing?”

 

Li Chisu returned to his thoughts, covered up the final scene, and told Zhao Qi the truth.

 

Even though Zhao Qi had mentally prepared himself, hearing these words firsthand still drained the color from his face, his anger flaring up. “You removed my dragon robe, and then?”

 

“Then…” Li Chisu’s expression was provocative, “naturally, I used my body to help Your Majesty relieve yourself.”

 

Zhao Qi’s face lost what little color remained—it was indeed as he had suspected. How could it be anyone else but this beastly Li Chisu!

 

Li Chisu chuckled, “Your Majesty, don’t be angry. I will take responsibility for you.”

 

Zhao Qi pounded the table fiercely, gritting his teeth, “I… don’t… need… that!”

 

“Don’t need it?” Li Chisu raised an eyebrow, “If Your Majesty doesn’t need it, why investigate this matter in detail?”

 

Zhao Qi said coldly, “Because I want to tell you, you scum, you’re finished.”

 

Li Chisu: “Eh?”

 

Deep into the night, Xiao Shiqing returned to the inn with a chill. His black robe was soaked, and an attendant had prepared hot water for his bath.

 

He asked, “Has the Emperor slept?”

 

“He retired half an hour ago.”

 

Xiao Shiqing hadn’t even had a chance to remove his outer robe when Fu Zi came to report, “Prime Minister, Doctor Zhang has arrived.”

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Chapter 59 – My belly is really fat 

In the darkness, Xiao Shiqing’s eyes glowed with a deep, mysterious light.

 

Just a moment ago, the movement beneath the little emperor’s belly had been fleeting, so slight that it was almost imperceptible. Yet his intuition told him that it was no illusion.

 

Xiao Shiqing stared at his own hand for a long time before placing it back on Zhao Qi’s lower abdomen—everything was calm, nothing unusual.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s hand moved over Zhao Qi’s waist, shoulders, legs, and arms, confirming once again that aside from the little emperor’s belly, which hadn’t just remained the same but seemed to have gained some weight, the rest of his body had neither grown nor changed.

 

An absurd thought once again emerged.

 

In his sleep, the little emperor murmured something unintelligible, turned over, and resumed his previous position facing Xiao Shiqing. At that moment, a flash of lightning split the pitch-black sky, illuminating the inside of the boat as if it were daylight. After the lightning, the thunder roared, and Xiao Shiqing gathered his composure, pulling the person into his arms and covering his ears.

 

The heavy rain continued through the night, and by the time Zhao Qi woke up the next day, it hadn’t stopped. With bleary eyes, Zhao Qi looked at the handsome young man sitting by the bed dressing, and it took him a while to remember that he had shared a bed with Xiao Shiqing last night. He called out, “Prime Minister?”

 

Zhao Qi was not fully awake, and his voice was soft, like a newborn kitten.

 

Xiao Shiqing was wearing his outer robe and had yet to secure his crown. His long hair fell over his shoulders, giving him an extra touch of charm and nonchalance.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze towards him was somewhat subtle. “Did you sleep well?”

 

“Mm, it was okay.” Zhao Qi sat up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, “Where is Jiang Dehai?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “I’ll help you get dressed.”

 

“Ah, that’s too embarrassing.” Zhao Qi said this but still raised his arms to allow Xiao Shiqing to help him with his clothes.

 

While tying the belt, Xiao Shiqing stood behind him and, seemingly casually, said, “Your Majesty’s waist seems to have gotten thicker.”

 

Zhao Qi was startled, and the remaining drowsiness vanished instantly—indeed, it wasn’t just his father’s eyes; the dragon egg had really grown! Little one, how can you be so troublesome? Do you have to develop so quickly?

 

“I’ve been eating a bit more lately, so I’ve gained some weight.” Zhao Qi covered his belly to prevent Xiao Shiqing from feeling it, forcing a smile. “There’s no need to trouble yourself, I can dress myself.”

 

Eating a bit more… Xiao Shiqing’s lips curled into a cold smile. The little emperor’s appetite hadn’t been great for nearly a month; he could barely finish a meal before getting full, and yet he still managed to gain weight—how bizarre.

 

However, since the little emperor wished to keep it hidden, he had no intention of exposing it. He looked at Zhao Qi’s belly and said：“I see.”

 

“Your Majesty, Prime Minister,” Jiang Dehai’s voice came from outside the door, “Do you want to have breakfast?”

 

To prove that he really had gained weight, Zhao Qi deliberately ate a bit more. Fortunately, his morning sickness had improved recently; he wasn’t throwing up as much as before and was able to drink a bowl of porridge with pickled vegetables.

 

“Brother, look,” Zhao Qi said, showing the empty bowl to Xiao Shiqing and trying to cover up, “I’ve had such a big bowl of porridge.”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “You used to drink a whole basin.”

 

“??? Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? I never ate that much before.”

 

“Eat as much as you can,” Xiao Shiqing said, “Don’t push yourself too hard.”

 

In the end, Zhao Qi still ate to the point of being stuffed, holding his slightly rounder belly and grumbling, “So full—hiccup.”

 

Jiang Dehai was both amused and exasperated, “Your Majesty, why go through all this trouble?”

 

Zhao Qi said seriously, “Didn’t you hear Uncle Cheng say? I’m starting to show now, my belly’s getting bigger. I need to create the illusion that I’ve just gained weight so that Prime Minister Brother won’t suspect me.”

 

Jiang Dehai’s expression was complicated, “Your Majesty is indeed wise.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced out the window, “Why is it suddenly so quiet? Has the rain stopped?”

 

“Yes, it stopped not long ago. It looks like the sun might come out.”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit happy, “Then I’ll go for a walk on the deck.”

 

After a day and night of torrential rain, the ship was full of moisture, both damp and hot. Zhao Qi felt that if he stayed any longer, he could hatch eggs. He was also worried about the critically ill He Changzhou, so he first went to He Changzhou’s cabin.

 

The once dashing and spirited young hero was reduced to a state of misery by seasickness, lying motionless on the bed like a stranded mermaid, not even aware when someone entered the room. Beside the bed was a ceramic jar, so he could vomit when needed.

 

Zhao Qi poked the “mermaid” with his finger, “Changzhou?”

 

He Changzhou slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Zhao Qi’s face, his dull gray eyes finally showed a hint of light. He weakly said, “Your Majesty…”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, “How are you doing?”

 

He Changzhou shifted a little, resting his head on Zhao Qi’s lap. Zhao Qi, considering him a “patient,” temporarily allowed him this small indulgence.

 

“Uncomfortable,” He Changzhou mumbled, “Nauseous, want to vomit.”

 

Zhao Qi sighed, “The way of heaven is cyclical, no one is spared.”

 

“What?”

 

“…Did you use the dried tangerine peel that Uncle Cheng gave you?”

 

“Yes,” He Changzhou said with a hint of frustration, “But it didn’t help much.”

 

Zhao Qi expressed deep sympathy, “Hang in there. The rain has stopped, and the ship isn’t rocking as much. We’ll be arriving in Jiangxia soon. Once we’re ashore, you should return to the capital.”

 

He Changzhou shook his head, “No, I want to stay with you.”

 

“You’re seasick to this extent, staying will only cause trouble.”

 

He Changzhou nuzzled Zhao Qi’s lap, “I’ll get better with more practice.”

 

Zhao Qi quoted Jiang Dehai, “Why go through all this trouble?”

 

“I want to be with Your Majesty always.”

 

“Parting is a part of life. Some people drift apart as time goes by…”

 

“Because in the future, I will not only command infantry and cavalry but also the navy, to protect the Great Jing and to protect Your Majesty. As a military commander, how can I be seasick?”

 

Zhao Qi firmly declined, “There’s no need for that. Everyone has their own expertise. Even your model, Zhao Yun, wasn’t skilled in naval warfare.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, “Your Majesty, talk to me for a while longer, and I won’t feel seasick.”

 

“Alright, then I’ll tell you a story about a little duck.”

 

As He Changzhou listened, his face rested on Zhao Qi’s small belly. For Zhao Qi at this moment, his belly was the most sensitive part. He pushed the troublesome head away and asked, “What’s the matter?”

 

“I want to see if the dragon egg will kick Your Majesty’s belly.”

 

Zhao Qi snorted with laughter, “If it kicks, it won’t do so in front of you. You’re not its real father.”

 

He Changzhou was hurt, “Will it only kick in front of the real father…”

 

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!” Jiang Dehai rushed in urgently, “The real father might have arrived!”

 

Zhao Qi and He Changzhou exchanged a glance and said in unison, “What?”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “The lookout boat ahead spotted a pleasure boat. Upon inspection, it turned out that the owner of the boat is… King Zhaonan.”

 

Zhao Qi suddenly sat up, causing He Changzhou’s head to thump against the bed board.

 

“Is that true?”

 

Jiang Dehai nodded repeatedly, “The Prime Minister has already ordered King Zhaonan to board the dragon boat and pay his respects to the Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi sneered. Great, Li Chisu came to him without him having to search. Now, the identity of the other troublesome father of the dragon egg could be confirmed.

 

“Let’s go meet him.”

 

He Changzhou, who had been half-dead a moment ago, quickly got off the ship, leaving Zhao Qi and Jiang Dehai stunned, “I’ll go too.”

 

When Zhao Qi and the others reached the deck, Xiao Shiqing was already there. Looking forward, they could see a pleasure boat slowly approaching them.

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Brother, didn’t Li Chisu return to his fief in Nanzhou? How come he’s here?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “There are two routes from the capital to Nanzhou, one of which passes through Jiangxia.”

 

“So, it’s a coincidence?”

 

Xiao Shiqing mocked, “Jiangxia has suffered from floods. Wouldn’t Li Chisu know? Knowing the area is perilous, he deliberately chose this route, clearly intentional.”

 

Zhao Qi stared at the approaching boat—hmph, whether it was intentional or not, it was falling right into the trap.

 

Having slept with me and made me carry the dragon egg, even if Li Chisu had ten eggs, it wouldn’t be enough for me to break.

 

The boat stopped in front of the dragon boat. It was likely Li Chisu’s private vessel—small but exquisite, somewhat like the style of the imperial music bureau in the capital, romantic and warm.

 

Li Chisu stood at the bow of the boat, wearing a scarlet long robe, holding a folding fan. His long, ink-black hair was casually tied behind him, flowing with the river breeze. From his face and posture, he certainly looked like a handsome and elegant figure.

 

Behind him stood two young women in white. One was charming and lovely, while the other was strikingly beautiful but cold. Both had exceptional looks.

 

Meeting Zhao Qi’s elevated gaze, Li Chisu greeted with a gentle smile and eyes like spring water, “Your Majesty, it’s been several months. I hope you’ve been well.”

 

Zhao Qi wished he could poke a hundred holes in him and said coldly, “It really is a twist of fate that I would run into King Zhao Nan here in Jiangxia.”

 

Li Chisu’s smile grew even wider. “It just means that the emperor and I are quite fated to meet.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, said, “Since the prince is here, why not come aboard and catch up with me?”

 

He Changzhou remained silent, but his gaze at Li Chisu was as sharp as a knife.

 

Li Chisu replied with a smile, “Since the Prime Minister has extended an invitation, this prince will naturally comply.”

 

Zhao Qi snorted and turned to enter the boat.

 

Li Chisu watched his retreating figure and asked with a grin, “How was that?”

 

The two maidservants behind him exchanged puzzled glances. “What do you mean?”

 

“The emperor,” Li Chisu said, narrowing his peach blossom eyes, “isn’t he quite adorable?”

 

“The emperor is indeed good-looking, but Prime Minister Xiao beside him is even—wait,” Xiao Yu’s eyes widened as she said anxiously, “Master, you’re not actually interested in the emperor, are you? He’s the Son of Heaven! Please, come to your senses!”

 

Li Chisu sighed leisurely. “It’s too late. I’m already past the point of no return.”

 

Xiao Yu stomped her feet in frustration. “You’re really going to make Xiao Yu angry! If you’re in debt to the emperor’s charm, you’ll have to pay it off in this lifetime!”

 

The other maidservant said calmly, “Xiao Yu, stop. It’s pointless.”

 

“Elder Sister—”

 

“The prince has deliberately stayed in Jiangxia for several days. Can’t you see his intentions?”

 

Li Chisu smiled and said, “Those who understand me, like Su Hua, truly know me.”

 

Receiving her master’s praise, Su Hua remained expressionless. “Your Highness, forgive me for speaking frankly, but Prime Minister Xiao is full of grace and charm. If the emperor were really interested in women, why would he be interested in you?”

 

“Exactly,” Xiao Yu agreed. “What do you have to compare with him? He’s stronger in presence, more powerful, and more handsome than you.”

 

“You two really—” Li Chisu laughed instead of getting angry. “You’re just boosting someone else’s confidence while undermining your own prince’s authority. In my opinion, I may not be inferior to Xiao Shiqing. Not to mention, I have more patience and skill than he does.”

 

Xiao Yu retorted, “But you still need the chance to use your skills.”

 

“And isn’t that why I’m here looking for an opportunity?” Li Chisu said. “Get ready and come with me onto the dragon boat.”

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T/N: There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

 

Chapter 58 – I slept with my brother?!

He Changzhou proved through his actions that he wasn’t done yet. He chattered incessantly by Zhao Qi’s ear. Zhao Qi was not annoyed, and in fact, it was thanks to this constant chatter that he was somewhat relieved from his discomfort, which he wasn’t sure was due to seasickness, morning sickness, or something brought on by Rong Tang.

 

“Why are you so fixated on the name ‘Zhao Yun’? Do you greatly admire Changshan Zhao Zilong?”

 

He Changzhou’s eyes revealed a trace of fervor as he said, “Yes, my goal since childhood has been to become a hero like him.”

 

Zhao Qi responded grumpily, “It’s better if you don’t become him.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“If you were Zhao Zilong, then I’d be your lord, and that would make me Liu Xuande. That means my son…” Zhao Qi cast him a sidelong glance, “What, do you want to replicate the seven assaults and seven rescues at Changban Slope to save the young lord?”

 

He Changzhou honestly said, “I do, but I’m afraid I might not get that chance. Besides, the emperor’s son isn’t just any young lord; he’s my son as well.”

 

Zhao Qi covered his lips with his hand and said expressionlessly, “No, he isn’t.”

 

Even with his mouth covered, He Changzhou insisted, “He could be.”

 

Zhao Qi was at a loss. It was the first time he had met someone so eager to become a father. He Changzhou was still too young and lacked the hard knocks from society.

 

“Don’t talk about this child. Even if I were to have one, you’d only be a godfather at most.”

 

He Changzhou said, “Being a godfather isn’t bad either.”

 

Zhao Qi spoke earnestly, “Changzhou, as men, it’s a great disgrace to have another man raise a child. You’re my friend, and I won’t allow you to do that. Just give up on this idea.”

 

He Changzhou thought for a moment and said, “I think it’s okay.”

 

“Your opinion doesn’t matter. What matters is mine,” Zhao Qi said firmly. “I can’t accept my friend having a vast grassland on his head—even if it’s a grassland I planted!”

 

He Changzhou didn’t understand Zhao Qi’s meaning, “Grassland?”

 

Zhao Qi waved his hand and concluded, “I’ve made up my mind. There’s no need to persuade me further. If you say one more word, I’ll throw you into the river to feed the fish.”

 

He Changzhou smiled and replied, “Alright, I won’t talk about the child anymore.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded in satisfaction.

 

“Let’s move on to the next topic.”

 

Zhao Qi: “???”

 

“I know how to make His Majesty pregnant,” He Changzhou said with great anticipation, eager to try, “Shall I give it a try?”

 

“…Someone, throw He Changzhou into the river to feed the fish!”

 

And so, He Changzhou was thrown into the river—

 

Of course, this was impossible. After summer began, there were continuous heavy rains in the Huai River area. The water level in the river was high and the current was swift. If someone were thrown in, even with full swimming skills, they’d still meet their end.

 

The second stop of the southern tour was Jiangxia, the area hardest hit by the disaster. As the dragon boat entered Jiangxia, it encountered a new round of heavy rain.

The sky was gray and overcast, and the daylight was as dark as night. Heavy rain poured down, even heavier than the day when Bai Yiping was beaten. The strong wind howled, and the river was raging with waves. Even a dragon boat several times larger than usual had trouble maintaining stability in such conditions.

 

Zhao Qi found himself both amused and helpless, as not only was he affected, but everyone on the boat was also experiencing seasickness to varying degrees and began vomiting.

 

Xiao Jinzi was throwing up from morning till night, unable to stop, his condition so bad that he lay in bed but had to get up frequently to vomit. He Chaozhou, who was usually physically robust, was feeling it the worst. He stayed in his room, quietly experiencing the turmoil in his stomach and had no energy to bother Zhao Qi. In comparison, Zhao Qi’s symptoms were relatively mild.

 

Cheng Boyan had prepared some dried tangerine peel and distributed it to everyone, which could somewhat alleviate seasickness.

 

Zhao Qi increasingly felt that Cheng Boyan was reliable, and he said gratefully, “My minister, I am very grateful for your help.”

 

Cheng Boyan replied, “It is an honor to relieve the Emperor’s worries. By the way, Your Majesty, you have been pregnant for over three months now.”

 

“Seems like it.”

 

“After three months of pregnancy, a woman’s belly will gradually become noticeable; by the fourth month, fetal movement will be felt. According to ‘Travel Diary of the Eastern Islands,’ male pregnancies differ from female ones in that morning sickness, visible pregnancy, and fetal movement will occur earlier than in women.”

 

Zhao Qi looked down at his belly in alarm and asked, “You mean my belly will start showing soon?”

 

Cheng Boyan nodded, “It is summer now, and clothing is minimal. If Your Majesty starts showing, it will be difficult to hide the dragon egg.”

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his forehead anxiously, “What should we do then—has there been any news from Zhao Qiao?”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “If Young Master Zhao does not rest and continues traveling through the night, he should arrive in Dongzhou in about three to four days. I believe that in a few days, Young Master Zhao will bring the Eastern Island’s divine doctor before Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi patted his belly and sighed, “Let’s hope so.”

 

“Your Majesty, forgive me for speaking candidly,” Jiang Dehai said, “Have you not considered finding the other father of the dragon egg?”

 

Mentioning this made Zhao Qi very upset, “No need to find him. I have a clear idea.”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Do you suspect it is Prince Zhao Nan?”

 

Zhao Qi’s face soured, “Who else could it be?!”

 

Gong Gong, who had witnessed Prime Minister Xiao kiss the Emperor publicly, cautiously hinted, “Well, who can say for sure.”

 

Zhao Qi analyzed the situation and frowned, “Prime Minister Xiao should… shouldn’t be the one, right?” Xiao Shiqing didn’t seem like someone who would take such actions against him.

 

Jiang Dehai boldly advised, “Your Majesty, I think you should find out who the father of the dragon egg is before making a decision. If… I mean if the dragon egg really belongs to the Prime Minister, would you… keep the baby or not?”

 

Zhao Qi had always thought the dragon egg was He Chaozhou’s until recently when he realized he might be mistaken. He hadn’t considered this problem before. If Xiao Shiqing was indeed the other father of the dragon egg, the person who had separated his legs that night, then… his worldview would be completely overturned! How could he face Xiao Shiqing in the future, or govern the world together with him!

 

Zhao Qi’s expression was unpredictable, “I refuse to answer that question. I’m going to sleep!”

 

The boat rocked too violently for Xiao Shiqing to be in the mood to review memorials. He stood by the window, looking at the storm outside, and asked the person behind him, “How long until we reach Jiangxia?”

 

Fu Zi said, “If the rain does not lessen, it may take another night.”

 

“Is there any news from Zhang Taiyi?”

 

“Prime Minister, I have sent someone to Qi Lin, Zhang Taiyi’s hometown, through the night. They should be able to bring him before you soon.”

 

Xiao Shiqing casually replied, “So, I still have to wait for several more days?”

 

Fu Zi hesitated before continuing, “There is also Cheng Boyan’s prescription. I consulted several local famous doctors, and they all said they had never seen such a prescription. Some doctors said it resembles the medicine used to stabilize pregnancy in women, but there are ingredients that should not be used for pregnant women, so… I apologize for the mishap and ask the Prime Minister to punish me.”

 

Stabilizing pregnancy medicine, pregnant women, ten months, loss of appetite, fatigue, drowsiness…

 

A wild thought flashed through Xiao Shiqing’s mind. It was so absurd that he laughed at himself.

 

Fu Zi was confused by Xiao Shiqing’s ambiguous smile, “Prime Minister?”

 

“Fu Zi.”

 

“Here.”

 

“Do you think there are men who also…” Xiao Shiqing paused, “Forget it, you can go now.”

 

As night fell, the rain not only showed no sign of easing but grew even heavier. The wind and thunder combined, making it sound as if someone was undergoing a tribulation.

 

Under such conditions, it was impossible to sleep properly. Zhao Qi had taught Jiang Dehai and Cheng Boyan to play “Landlord.” When Xiao Shiqing arrived, Zhao Qi was grandly throwing down a few cards, “Crushed—”

 

“Big one!”

 

“Can’t afford it.”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “It’s so late, why are you still awake?”

 

Jiang Dehai and Cheng Boyan quickly stood up and saluted, “Greetings, Prime Minister.”

 

“Prime Minister is here,” Zhao Qi smiled, “I asked them to keep me company.”

 

Xiao Shiqing waved for them to leave, “The Emperor should go to bed.”

 

“How can I sleep with the boat rocking so much? Even if I get into bed, I’ll just be thrown out.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi’s bed and smiled, “Is Your Majesty suggesting that I sleep with you?”

 

“…Huh?” I didn’t mean that, I’m not, don’t say that.

 

“Understood,” Xiao Shiqing said, “Come on.”

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned stiff, “Are you serious, brother?”

 

Xiao Shiqing explained, “The dragon boat is too unstable. If I hold you while you sleep, you might sleep more soundly.”

 

So that’s the case. “Let someone else do it,” Zhao Qi said, “I feel bad troubling the Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, “Who do you want to do it instead?”

 

Zhao Qi was momentarily at a loss for words, unable to answer.

 

So, inexplicably, they ended up in a situation where they would be sleeping together.

Zhao Qi took off his outer clothing and secretly looked at his belly in the mirror. Whether it was his imagination or not, he felt it had gotten a bit bigger and even had a slight curve.

 

Xiao Shiqing observed him calmly and said, “You sleep on the inside.”

 

“Oh…” Zhao Qi climbed into bed first, neatly covering himself with the blanket and waiting for Xiao Shiqing to join him, like a dutiful wife waiting for her husband to come to bed.

 

Then Xiao Shiqing got into bed, wrapped his arms around Zhao Qi, pulling him close so that his chest was against Zhao Qi’s back, and asked in a low voice, “Is it still rocking?”

 

“…Not rocking anymore, Brother.” Although it was a bit awkward.

 

Being held by a man was one thing, but being held by a man in bed was almost contrary to his straight (male) principles.

 

…Though with his belly getting bigger, straight principles were the least of his concerns!

 

Zhao Qi reassured himself internally that there was a reason for this. Xiao Shiqing was holding him for protection, so it didn’t count.

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled softly, his lips brushing against Zhao Qi’s ear, “Then sleep.”

 

Zhao Qi lay in Xiao Shiqing’s arms for a while, feeling uncomfortable all over. He said softly, “Brother.”

 

Xiao Shiqing responded with his eyes closed, “Hmm?”

 

“I want to turn over.”

 

“Go ahead.”

 

Zhao Qi complained softly, “But Brother is pressing down on my hair.”

 

Xiao Shiqing paused, lifted his head slightly, and freed Zhao Qi’s hair. Zhao Qi turned over and faced Xiao Shiqing.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s features were sharp and elegant, with a straight nose and a luxurious handsomeness that made Zhao Qi lose track of time simply by staring.

 

Xiao Shiqing slowly opened his eyes, “What else is there?”

 

Caught being caught sneaking a look, Zhao Qi felt a bit embarrassed, but just a bit. “I think Brother looks even better lately.”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Was I not good-looking before?”

 

“Not really.” Perhaps because there were so many good-looking people around him, even Xiao Jinzi was quite handsome. Zhao Qi had always known Xiao Shiqing was good-looking, but he also thought other people were similarly attractive in their own ways. It wasn’t fair to compare them all. Since Xiao Shiqing had rescued him from the small dark room, Zhao Qi had suddenly realized how exceptional Xiao Shiqing looked, clearly on a different level from others. “You look even better now.”

 

Xiao Shiqing reached up and tucked Zhao Qi’s stray hair behind his ear, “And you…”

 

At that moment, the boat rocked suddenly, and Zhao Qi, startled, bumped into Xiao Shiqing’s arms.

 

Just as he was about to lift his head, Xiao Shiqing pressed it back down.

 

Zhao Qi tried again, “Brother…”

 

Xiao Shiqing pressed him back down, “Just sleep like this.”

 

Zhao Qi yielded and closed his eyes.

 

Outside, the heavy rain poured, thunder rumbled, and the wind continued to howl. Listening to Xiao Shiqing’s strong heartbeat, Zhao Qi gradually fell asleep.

 

Even in sleep, Zhao Qi wasn’t still. He turned and twisted, eventually ending up facing away from Xiao Shiqing.

 

Xiao Shiqing held him from behind, his hands resting on Zhao Qi’s small belly, and frowned slightly.

 

He remembered that the little emperor’s abdomen was flat and had no excess flesh. How come now…

 

Was it from gaining weight, or…

 

Suddenly, he felt a movement under his palm.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at his hand.

 

The little emperor remained asleep, his eyelashes gently lowered, looking as innocent as ever, completely unaware.

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Chapter 57 – Have I ever slept with my brother? 

Hearing what He Changzhou said, Zhao Qi felt suffocated.

 

Indeed, there were only four people who had been to the Yonghua Palace that night: excluding Rong Tang and He Changzhou, the remaining candidates were Li Chisu and Xiao Shiqing.

 

Li Chisu was notoriously flirtatious and enjoyed making advances. For him, sleeping with someone was as common as eating a meal. Coupled with his ambiguous attitude toward Zhao Qi, it was quite possible that the dragon egg really belonged to him.

 

As for Xiao Shiqing… Zhao Qi had spent almost all his time with Xiao Shiqing and did not notice anything unusual about him. Furthermore, Xiao Shiqing had no interest in either men or women and was proud of his aloofness. Zhao Qi was confident that Xiao Shiqing would not be interested in him.

 

In summary, Li Chisu’s probability was much higher than Xiao Shiqing’s.

 

“The dragon egg is yours; I don’t want it, let alone Li Chisu!” Zhao Qi swore to the heavens, “I, Zhao Qi, would rather be childless than have him father a child!”

 

“Shh,” He Changzhou placed his finger on Zhao Qi’s lips, “Your Majesty, keep your voice down. Fu Zi is still lurking in the dark; be careful not to let him overhear.”

 

Zhao Qi puffed out his cheeks, losing interest in strolling and eating noodles. “Let’s go back.”

 

Meanwhile, after Xiao Shiqing had taken care of his tasks, he went to the outskirts of Cangzhou.

 

Outside the Rong residence’s annex, two guards saw Xiao Shiqing and knelt in greeting, “Greetings, Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at the newly planted peach blossoms in the courtyard and asked, “What has Rong Tang been doing these past few days?”

 

The guards replied, “Young Master Rong spends his time either sleeping or tending to the peach trees in the courtyard. When tired, he rests and reads books.”

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes and walked into the courtyard.

 

Rong Tang was watering and fertilizing the peach trees. Despite the dirty work, he remained pristine and clean.

 

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and saw the visitor’s eyes glimmer with a hint of disappointment. He said calmly, “Prime Minister, what brings you here?”

 

Xiao Shiqing touched the tender green leaves on a branch and said nonchalantly, “We will set out tomorrow.”

 

Rong Tang’s eyes hardened, and he cleared his throat softly a few times.

 

Tomorrow, that person would be leaving.

 

In fact, whether he left or stayed made little difference to Rong Tang. Even if they were in the same city, they would likely never meet again in this lifetime.

 

He knew this well, but as long as he could think of being in the same city, looking at the same sky, and drinking the same water as that person, his heart still had a semblance of life.

 

Once he left, Rong Tang would probably be completely resigned. Life would become much more bearable then.

 

Xiao Shiqing removed the new leaf, saying, “Before he left, he asked me to set you free.”

 

Rong Tang gave a light laugh. “Is that so? As expected of him.” He was always hitting with one hand and then giving a piece of candy with the other. He relied on that piece of candy to hold on until now.

 

“I said I need to think about it.”

 

“May I ask, what has the Prime Minister decided?”

 

Xiao Shiqing let go of his hand, and the new leaf slid from his grip, falling into the mud. “As long as you stay far away from him, it’s not impossible.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “How far?”

 

“From east to west, from south to north.”

 

“Understood,” Rong Tang nodded, “The Prime Minister wants me to go to the northern borders.”

 

“To him, you are only of that much use now,” Xiao Shiqing said lazily. “I’ve prepared a pass with the Emperor’s seal. As long as you agree, someone will take the pass to the Huai Wang’s residence in the capital in your name. Considering your past relationship with Huai Wang, gaining their trust won’t be difficult.”

 

Rong Tang’s expression turned serious. “Is this your decision or his?”

 

“Mine.”

 

“And he doesn’t know?”

 

Xiao Shiqing answered calmly, “When the time is right, I will naturally tell him.”

 

“I have a question for the Prime Minister.”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Did the Prime Minister spare my life because the Emperor interceded, or because you intended to use me from the beginning?”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at him. “Neither.”

 

“Then what is the reason?”

 

“The reason I spared your life is because…” Xiao Shiqing chuckled softly, “I didn’t want him to be angry with me.”

 

Rong Tang’s fingers clenched in his sleeve, and his chest felt tight. It seemed that only someone like Xiao Shiqing could use the life of a person, or even an entire clan, to exchange for a smile from the Emperor.

 

“You can take your time to consider,” Xiao Shiqing said. “Once you have made a decision, whatever it may be, tell the guards outside the courtyard. They will inform you of the next steps.”

 

After saying this, Xiao Shiqing left. Rong Tang called out, “Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing stopped. “What is it?”

 

“Since the Emperor’s health is not well, why did he still insist on traveling south by boat?”

 

“He insisted on doing so, so I naturally followed his wishes.”

 

Rong Tang said, “If I were you, I would not let him suffer during this October, no matter what.”

 

Xiao Shiqing turned around. “October?”

 

Rong Tang noticed the concern in Xiao Shiqing’s eyes, and his heart stirred. He slowly smiled, “So, the Prime Minister still doesn’t know about this matter.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression grew stern. “If you have something to say, say it directly. No need for circumlocution.”

 

Rong Tang replied, “He has his reasons for not speaking, and others are not qualified to speak for him. Farewell, Prime Minister. I won’t see you off.”

 

Xiao Shiqing did not linger. Though he had doubts, he would not be easily manipulated.

 

However, he was increasingly certain that the young Emperor was hiding something from him, and Rong Tang might be aware of it.

 

Feeling restless, Xiao Shiqing went straight to the young Emperor’s quarters upon returning to the palace. His first question was, “Has the Emperor returned?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “The Emperor has just returned. Little Jinzi is helping the Emperor change clothes.”

 

Xiao Shiqing entered the inner room. Zhao Qi’s clothes were mostly changed, with only a jade belt remaining. Xiao Shiqing said softly, “Step aside, I’ll do it.”

 

Little Jinzi placed the jade belt aside and bowed out. The young Emperor was lost in thought as he gazed at the bronze mirror, unaware of the change in attendants beside him.

 

Xiao Shiqing approached him from behind, his large palm gently lifting Zhao Qi’s chin. Leaning close to his ear, he asked, “What is the Emperor thinking about?”

 

Zhao Qi jumped in surprise, his gaze forced to the bronze mirror in front of him.

 

In the mirror, he stood in front with Xiao Shiqing behind him; Xiao Shiqing’s hand supported his chin, his lips only inches from Zhao Qi’s ear.

 

Zhao Qi came to his senses and asked, “Brother, are you actually much taller than me?!”

 

Xiao Shiqing laughed and let go, ruffling Zhao Qi’s hair. “Was it fun outside?”

 

Zhao Qi turned around and said, “It wasn’t fun, not as much as half of the capital.”

 

Xiao Shiqing lowered his gaze. “Do you have something on your mind?”

 

Zhao Qi looked back at him, hesitating. “Yes… no.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised his brows slightly. “Is it yes or no?”

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head with one hand. “I want to ask Brother something.”

 

“Go ahead.”

 

“Has Brother ever, um…” Zhao Qi’s face turned bright red, his voice dropping to a whisper, “ever slept with… me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing didn’t catch the second half of Zhao Qi’s question and frowned, “What?”

 

Summoning his courage, Zhao Qi was about to repeat the question loudly when Jiang Dehai’s voice came from outside, “Your Majesty, Prime Minister, it’s time for the meal.”

 

“Not urgent,” Xiao Shiqing said. “The Emperor should finish what he was saying first.”

 

Finding a father for the dragon egg was as difficult as waging a war—first with enthusiasm, then diminishing, and eventually exhausting. Zhao Qi was already exhausted and almost fled, saying, “I’m hungry, let’s have the meal first!”

 

Xiao Shiqing: “…”

 

Despite claiming to be hungry, Zhao Qi had no appetite during the meal. He barely moved his chopsticks before feeling tired and asked to return to his room to rest.

 

Xiao Shiqing let him go. Once Zhao Qi had left, he summoned Fu Zi.

 

“Have you found any leads on the matter I asked you to investigate?”

 

Fu Zi responded, “Prime Minister, Cheng Boyan is a latecomer to the Imperial Medical Institute, apprenticing under the former head of the Institute, Zhang Taiyi. Before the Emperor’s tour, he once consulted Zhang Taiyi for loss of appetite and nausea. Zhang Taiyi diagnosed the Emperor with damp-heat in the stomach, Qi deficiency, and blood deficiency, and prescribed a medicine. However, the very next day, Zhang Taiyi went into mourning, and Cheng Taiyi took over the Emperor’s diagnosis.”

 

Xiao Shiqing gestured for Fu Zi to continue.

 

“Since then, Cheng Taiyi became the Emperor’s sole designated physician, accompanying the Emperor during his southern tour. All the medicines the Emperor took daily were prepared by him.”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Do you have the prescriptions from Zhang Taiyi and Cheng Boyan?”

 

Fu Zi said, “The formula from Dr. Zhang can be found in the archives of the Imperial Medical Institute. As for Dr. Cheng, he handles everything personally—drying, grinding, and decocting the medicine. The formula is all in his mind and is not written down. I only deduced the formula from the residue of his decoctions.” He took out two notes and handed them to Xiao Shiqing. “Prime Minister, please have a look.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at them and said, “Interesting.”

 

For the same illness, the prescriptions from these two doctors, one old and one young, were completely different.

 

“I asked the doctors, and indeed, Dr. Zhang’s formula is a good remedy for damp-heat in the stomach and intestines, as well as for qi and blood deficiency. However, Dr. Cheng’s formula was unknown to them; they had never heard of it and were unsure of its use.”

 

Xiao Shiqing pondered for a moment and said, “Send someone to Dr. Zhang’s hometown to find out more. Continue investigating Dr. Cheng’s prescription.”

 

Fu Zi clasped his hands and said, “Understood. If the Prime Minister has no other instructions, I will take my leave.”

 

“Hold on,” said Xiao Shiqing.

 

“Yes, Prime Minister?”

 

Xiao Shiqing hesitated for a moment and asked, “What did the Emperor do today?”

 

“Reporting to the Prime Minister, His Majesty…”

 

“Forget it, don’t mention it.”

 

Fu Zi was puzzled. “?”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “I promised him not to monitor him anymore.”

 

“Well then, may I take my leave?”

 

“Wait.” Xiao Shiqing said, “You should still tell me.”

 

Having served Xiao Shiqing for many years, Fu Zi had never seen the usually decisive Prime Minister so conflicted. He said with a complicated expression, “Today, the Emperor went out with General He. They ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles at an open-air stall. There seemed to be some unpleasantness, and the Emperor even had a dispute with General He. After that, His Majesty’s mood has been quite poor.”

 

Unpleasantness with He Changzhou… Is this what’s troubling the young Emperor?

 

“I see,” Xiao Shiqing said淡淡ly, “Remember, I didn’t ask you anything just now.”

 

Fu Zi responded, “Understood.”

 

The next morning, the dragon boat set sail again.

 

Xiao Shiqing lifted the restrictions on the common people, and many people gathered on the shore, eager to catch a glimpse of the Emperor.

 

Zhao Qi thought for a long time and decided to adopt a majestic demeanor to assert the Emperor’s authority. With a stern face, he led the civil and military officials onto the boat, leaving the shore and standing on the deck, looking at the dense crowd on the shore.

 

The river breeze brushed his face, filling him with boundless pride—Ah, these are all my subjects.

 

Among the hundreds and thousands of people, he spotted that familiar white figure at a glance.

 

Yong Tang’s gaze pierced through the crowd and quietly landed on him.

 

Cold and ethereal, just like before.

 

As the dragon boat moved forward slowly, the white figure in his sight gradually grew smaller until it finally disappeared.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

A hand patted his shoulder, and Zhao Qi withdrew his gaze to meet He Changzhou’s smiling eyes. “What’s the matter?”

 

He Changzhou asked, “Has Your Majesty decided?”

 

“Decided what?”

 

He Changzhou lightly patted Zhao Qi’s lower abdomen. “The name of the child.”

 

Zhao Qi’s eye twitched. “I don’t need to decide. Thank you.”

 

“Then listen to me and name him Zhao Yun.”

 

“… Are you done?!”

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What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

 

 

Chapter 56 – I listened to the young general’s story about the past.

Xiao Jinzi was also stunned, forgetting to offer He Changzhou a handkerchief. He Changzhou, with a face full of noodle soup, stared at the petrified Zhao Qi, his tone even more resolute. “Your Majesty, I’m serious. Please believe me.”

 

Zhao Qi felt like his brain had stalled. He stared blankly at He Changzhou’s face, his pupils in shock, unable to utter a word.

 

Who am I? Why am I sitting here? Who is the person in front of me? What is the boundary of the universe…

 

He hadn’t read much, so was there someone who could explain to him if the phrase “treated as one’s own” meant what he thought it did?

 

Zhao Qi stiffly turned his head and glanced at Xiao Jinzi, the “informed person.” Xiao Jinzi’s mouth was wide open, as if he had swallowed a goose egg.

 

He Changzhou continued, “In the past few days, I’ve thought long and hard, but my head feels like it’s going to explode and I still don’t know what to do. I never imagined Your Majesty could have children. If I had known, I would have done everything to ensure that you were pregnant with my child.”

 

Zhao Qi was so overwhelmed by the number of points of contention that he didn’t even know which sentence to be flustered by. “You… what did you say?”

 

He Changzhou showed an expression of regret and self-reproach. “It’s my fault; I was too slow, and someone else got there first. Did that bastard make a clean break after using me, and that’s why the Emperor only found me now?”

 

“… Huh?”

 

He Changzhou reached out and took Zhao Qi’s hand. Zhao Qi’s hand was delicate and fair, just like a girl’s, and He Changzhou could completely envelop it in his palm.

 

“Honestly speaking, just thinking about someone doing that to the Emperor and making him pregnant with a child, I felt so jealous and angry I nearly died. When the Emperor sought my opinion before, although I said repeatedly that it was up to him to decide, deep down, I couldn’t stand the thought of you having a child with another man.” He Changzhou gave a sorrowful smile. “I think, not just me, but any man would find it unbearable. But when the Emperor personally came to find me today, and I saw you the moment the door opened, I realized how selfish I had been.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

“That’s not just another man’s child; it’s also the Emperor’s child.” He Changzhou continued. “It might be a little boy, one who looks just like the Emperor, with fair skin and big eyes, even when he’s not showing any expressions, he’d still seem to be smiling happily.”

 

“I could teach him to ride horses, to shoot arrows. If he doesn’t want to study, I could take him to skip classes… ‘Maybe’ if we have a little horse, we could give ‘Little Maybe’ to him as a birthday gift. When he grows up a bit more, I could take him to the military camp to experience life, to bow and rein, to gallop across the battlefield, and to protect the Emperor.”

 

“Emperor, have the child, and let it bear your surname, enter the imperial lineage. The He family won’t compete with you. I’ve even thought of a name for him: ‘Zhao Yun.’ How does that sound?”

 

Before Zhao Qi could respond, Xiao Jin was already moved to tears, covering his mouth and saying, “General He, you’re truly performing an act of extraordinary righteousness that shakes the heavens and moves the spirits!”

 

He Changzhou had poured out his heartfelt words and felt relieved. The gloom and despair of the past few days had dissipated, and the youthful vigor he once had returned. “Emperor, say something.”

 

Meeting He Changzhou’s slightly shy gaze, Zhao Qi felt an urge to slap him and then slap himself. “He Changzhou, whose child am I pregnant with?!”

 

He Changzhou was stunned. “The Emperor is asking me?”

 

Zhao Qi stood up, grabbing He Changzhou’s collar across the table, and said in despair, “If it’s not yours, why are you making such a claim!”

 

Given the disparity in their strengths, He Changzhou could easily break free, but he obediently let Zhao Qi hold him, widening his innocent eyes. “What?”

 

“In the palace, I asked if you were the one on the night of the Longevity Festival, and you clearly said ‘yes!’”

 

He Changzhou looked bewildered. “Indeed, I was the one who sent the Emperor back to the palace.”

 

“And after sending me back, what did you do?”

 

“I… I bit the Emperor.” He Changzhou glanced at Zhao Qi’s shoulder. “On the Emperor’s shoulder.”

 

“Besides that,” Zhao Qi’s voice trembled, “what else did you do?!”

 

“Nothing else.”

 

Zhao Qi’s mind buzzed, and his hands fell weakly from He Changzhou’s body.

 

He was wrong, terribly wrong, outrageously wrong! He had misunderstood his best friend, made He Changzhou bear the blame for so long, and even bit He Changzhou’s shoulder until it bled. Was he even human? He was a beast!

 

With his level of intelligence, how could he still have the face to be a monarch? Couldn’t he have clarified things? He and He Changzhou were so close; a single question, “Have you slept with me?” could have resolved the issue, yet why couldn’t he bring himself to ask?!

 

Thinking about his actions towards He Changzhou over this period, guilt and regret almost drowned him.

 

Zhao Qi bowed his head, remaining still for a long time.

 

“Emperor?” He Changzhou placed his hand on Zhao Qi’s shoulder, the very spot where he had left his bite mark. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

 

Zhao Qi sniffed and slowly lifted his head. Seeing his slightly reddened eyes, He Changzhou was at a loss. “I’m sorry, Emperor. I spoke out of turn.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head and said seriously, “You’re not at fault. It’s my mistake. I’m sorry. You can scold me.”

 

He Changzhou, with his face still uncleaned, looked dazed upon hearing Zhao Qi’s apology. “Emperor…”

 

Zhao Qi felt like crying and laughing at the same time. He pulled out his handkerchief and handed it to He Changzhou. “Here, wipe your face.”

 

He Changzhou blinked. “The Emperor is helping me?”

 

He Changzhou was now in a position of moral high ground. Zhao Qi, feeling guilty, naturally obliged his small request. However, he was quite unskilled at this task; rather than wiping his face, it was more like smearing it.

 

He Changzhou closed his eyes and let Zhao Qi fumble with his face. Not only did he not complain, but he also seemed to enjoy it.

 

When Zhao Qi had almost finished, He Changzhou grabbed his wrist. “Emperor, have you agreed? Have the child, name him Zhao Yun, and we’ll raise him together.”

 

Zhao Qi confessed, “To be honest, I always thought the dragon egg was yours.”

 

He Changzhou was once again confused, and he slowly asked, “So… whose child is it?”

 

Zhao Qi, feeling very frustrated, said, “I want to know too.”

 

He Changzhou stared in shock and fear. “You didn’t… do it with many people?”

 

“Where did you get that idea? Am I that kind of person?” Zhao Qi quickly cleared up, “During the palace banquet, someone gave me a drug, and I got drunk. In my daze, I grabbed someone to serve me, and after waking up, that person ran away, and I don’t even know who he was.”

 

“So, the Emperor wasn’t willing?” He Changzhou’s smile gradually spread. “You didn’t do it because you liked that person?”

 

“I liked him? I… Hmph,” Zhao Qi said angrily, “I wish I could castrate that person. I liked him?!”

 

At this point, He Changzhou understood everything. His feelings were very mixed—partially relieved, mostly resentful, and completely regretful.

 

On the night of the Longevity Festival, he had sent the Emperor back to Yonghua Palace. At that time, the Emperor was particularly clingy, with a flushed face and an extremely hot body. Even his breathing was hot. The Emperor was in his arms, twisting and turning, and said in a small voice, “Don’t hug me, carry me.”

 

When he placed the Emperor on the bed, the Emperor was already asleep. He crouched by the bed, watching him for a long time, and the more he looked, the more he found it incredible.

 

How could a boy like the Emperor be so delicate, with rosy lips and white teeth, small enough to be like a girl? His personality was so carefree and thoughtless, as if he never took anything seriously.

 

He seemed to be enchanted, reaching out a hand towards the Emperor and gently stroking his delicate cheek, then leaning in to cover him.

 

Just as their lips were only an inch apart, the Emperor suddenly murmured something incomprehensible, turning his face to the side. It was as if he had just woken from a deep dream. He straightened up abruptly and walked out.

 

The cool night breeze blew, dispersing the heat from his face. He stood there for a while, and after his heartbeat gradually calmed down, he felt some hesitation about whether he should leave or stay.

 

He wasn’t sure what he would do if he stayed by the Emperor’s side. But if he left just like that, he was also uneasy.

 

The Emperor seemed to be very drunk. There were no palace maids or eunuchs in Yonghua Palace earlier. What if the Emperor vomited? Who would take care of him?

 

When he returned to the hall, the Emperor seemed to have woken up, his eyes barely open, and his face redder than before.

 

“Your face is so red. Are you really that drunk?” He reached out and touched the Emperor’s cheek, but the Emperor recoiled slightly, as if avoiding his touch.

 

“You…” He stared at his own hand in a daze, pursing his lips. “I’ll go find a physician.”

 

Just as he was about to get up, the Emperor grabbed the corner of his clothes. “Don’t leave! Don’t, don’t leave me alone…”

 

At that moment, he was completely stunned.

 

“It’s so hot, why is it so hot?” The Emperor was pulling at his dragon robe chaotically, mumbling incoherently. “Help me, help me take it off.”

 

He felt a pang in his chest. Help the Emperor undress? And then what would he do?

 

The Emperor’s voice started to choke. “I’m going to die from the heat! No, I’m going to roast to death…”

 

He was once again tempted, reaching out a hand towards the Emperor.

 

To remove the dragon robe, he would first need to untie the jade belt around the waist. As soon as he touched the Emperor, his breathing grew heavier, and sweat formed on his forehead. An unexpected thought surged from deep within him—possess him, leave his mark on him, so that he would belong to him alone in the future.

 

His hands seemed to move on their own, forcefully pulling at the dragon robe.

 

The Emperor’s slender, pale shoulders came into view. He could no longer endure it and, like a wild beast, used his sharp fangs to leave an indelible mark on his prey.

 

The Emperor cried out in pain, crawling forward desperately, but was pulled back by him holding his waist, biting even deeper into his shoulder.

 

The Emperor struggled weakly, making pitiful yet strangely exciting sounds. Then, his body relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

 

It wasn’t until he tasted a faint trace of blood in his mouth that he realized what he had done. He had lost control.

 

He was shocked by his own reaction and vaguely felt that if he stayed by the Emperor’s side, he might do even more painful things to him.

 

He didn’t want to hurt the Emperor. He didn’t want the Emperor to suffer.

 

So, he left, almost fleeing in a panic.

 

He blamed himself for biting the Emperor and never imagined that someone else would come to Yonghua Palace after him and do what he had always wanted to do but didn’t know how to or dared to.

 

Recalling this, He Changzhou suddenly said in a deep voice, “Prince Zhao Nan.”

 

Zhao Qi thought he had misheard. “What?”

 

“When I left Yonghua Palace that day, I saw Prince Zhao Nan nearby. Could it be that the Emperor…”

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T/N: There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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