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Whose child am I carrying?

Chapter 39 – I don't know what to say today, so let’s perform a good breakup for everyone.

Chapter 39 – I don’t know what to say today, so let’s perform a good breakup for everyone.

 

He Zhanzhou met Xiao Shiqing’s gaze without flinching. “Your Majesty, are you going with Prime Minister Xiao?”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at He Zhanzhou, then at Xiao Shiqing, caught in a familiar dilemma. He thought he had made it clear enough to He Zhanzhou, but apparently, He Zhanzhou didn’t think so. It would be better to resolve this quickly; otherwise, it could lead to endless trouble.

 

“Prime Minister, indeed, Longzhou and I have private matters to discuss,” Zhao Qi said. “Would you mind returning first?”

 

“In that case—” Xiao Shiqing sat back down. “Go ahead.”

 

He Zhanzhou: “…”

 

Zhao Qi: “?? Although I call you ‘brother,’ you really don’t treat yourself as an outsider!”

 

Xiao Shiqing picked up his teacup leisurely. “Your Majesty has private matters that I shouldn’t know about.”

 

“If Prime Minister wants to hear, I’ll just say it straight,” He Zhanzhou said. “His Majesty and I have already…”

 

Zhao Qi rushed forward and covered He Zhanzhou’s mouth. “We already have a horse named ‘Perhaps.’ I’ll introduce it to the Prime Minister when there’s a chance.”

 

He Zhanzhou chuckled softly, his lips brushing against Zhao Qi’s palm. Zhao Qi gave him a meaningful look, silently warning him to shut up.

 

Is this person out of his mind? Can he really tell Xiao Shiqing about such things? If he wants others to know, he might as well write an 800-character essay detailing that night and post it all over the capital.

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes and placed the teacup down heavily. “Finished?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “Finished, finished.”

 

Xiao Shiqing stood up. “Let’s go then.”

 

“Alright.” Zhao Qi let go of He Zhanzhou’s hand and gestured a warning throat-cutting gesture at him.

 

He Zhanzhou was quite displeased, muttering softly, “Your Majesty listens to Prime Minister too much.”

 

Zhao Qi rolled his eyes. Of course, I have to listen. What’s the consequence of opposing Xiao Shiqing? The original work made it very clear.

 

Following Xiao Shiqing to the door, Zhao Qi paused and turned back. “The injury on your shoulder…”

 

He Zhanzhou smiled. “It’s nothing, just a minor wound.”

 

“I have medicine in my quarters. I’ll have someone send it to you later.”

 

On the way back to his palace, Xiao Shiqing remained silent, while Zhao Qi was still digesting the fact that he had been slept with by his good brother and didn’t feel like talking much either.

 

Upon arriving at Yonghua Palace, Zhao Qi said, “Thank you, brother, for escorting me back.”

 

Xiao Shiqing lowered his gaze, observing, “You’ve spoken less today compared to usual.”

 

Curious, Zhao Qi asked, “Do I usually talk a lot?”

 

Xiao Shiqing paused, then continued, “What’s really going on between you and He Changzhou?”

 

At the mention of this, Zhao Qi grew uneasy, “There’s nothing going on.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyes darkened slightly, his voice soft but firm, “Zhao Qi, don’t lie to me. Otherwise, I will… be very angry.”

 

Zhao Qi hesitated briefly, then denied firmly, “I haven’t.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded lightly, “Very well, go then.”

 

Late into the night, Zhao Qi lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He couldn’t shake He Changzhou from his mind. Unable to sleep, he stared at the characters he had written: Rong, Li, He, Xiao. The circles above “Rong” and the crosses above “He” seemed ironic the more he looked at them.

 

He tried to visualize He Changzhou’s face in his memories, causing goosebumps to rise all over his body.

 

Unexpectedly, He Changzhou appeared quite sunny and innocent, yet he had uttered such predatory words in bed! Was Zhao Qi blind to have dismissed him so readily?

 

However, He Changzhou’s words had triggered something in Zhao Qi. If it was just drunkenness, he wouldn’t have reacted so strangely—feverish, short of breath, craving for someone else’s touch… It felt almost like the effects of Longing Love Potion he had once encountered with Rong Tang.

 

Could it be that he, too, had been affected by an aphrodisiac back then?

 

The more Zhao Qi thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. But thinking alone wouldn’t suffice; he needed evidence.

 

Early the next day, Zhao Qi instructed Jiang Dehai to prepare several jars of wine. He intended to drink heavily that night.

 

Jiang Dehai was surprised, “Your Majesty said drinking affects your duties, and you swore off alcohol.”

 

“I don’t want to drink; I want to conduct an experiment.”

 

“An experiment?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded, “I want to see what I’ll do when I’m drunk.” He couldn’t accept the idea of becoming aroused while intoxicated. Just in case, he instructed, “Tonight, guard Yonghua Palace. Don’t let anyone in, no matter who they are.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “What if the Prime Minister insists on seeing Your Majesty?”

 

“I’ll drink later tonight. The Prime Minister shouldn’t be visiting me in the middle of the night.”

 

When Zhao Qi went to pay respects to Empress Dowager Wen, he unsurprisingly met Princess Jiayan. There was no affection between him and this half-sister, who had grown up in the distant Xuchun Garden on the outskirts of the capital. They had met only a handful of times. Today, Empress Dowager Wen had summoned Jiayan to Cian Palace regarding the matter of the Crown Prince of Western Xia.

 

“Let’s get straight to the point,” Empress Dowager Wen said, “Jiayan, did you visit the Imperial Garden during the Longevity Festival banquet?”

 

Jiayan twisted her handkerchief nervously, “I… I…”

 

Impatiently, Empress Dowager Wen interrupted, “What’s there to hesitate about? Just tell the truth.”

 

Since Empress Dowager Wen had asked, Jiayan knew her actions had been discovered. There was no point in denying it. She lowered her head and admitted, “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Was the note received by Prince Zhaonan also written by you?”

 

Jiayan blushed slightly and whispered, “Yes.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen furrowed her brow, “As an unmarried princess, meeting a young man privately tarnishes the family’s reputation. Where did you learn your manners?”

 

Jiayan quickly knelt down, “I know my mistake, please forgive me, Your Majesty.”

 

Seeing Jiayan’s panicked state, Zhao Qi couldn’t help but speak up for her, “Prince Zhaonan didn’t know it was Jiayan who invited him. It doesn’t tarnish our reputation. Besides, wanting to meet your future husband-to-be is natural. Mother should understand.”

 

At the mention of “future husband,” Jiayan blushed even deeper.

 

Zhao Qi teased, “From the looks of it, Sister seems quite fond of Prince Zhaonan. How about it, is he your ideal type?”

 

Jiayan blushed and replied reluctantly, “Your Majesty…”

 

Zhao Qi wasn’t surprised by Jiayan’s reaction. Although Li Chisu was flirtatious, he did have the charm to attract women. Jiayan was young and inexperienced with men, naive even. It wasn’t surprising she was captivated by Li Chisu’s allure.

 

Empress Dowager Wen chuckled coldly, “Unfortunately, even if you like him, he may not return your feelings. I have mentioned marriage to him several times, but he always finds excuses to evade. It seems you’re just wishful thinking.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was kind to Zhao Qi but harsh to other illegitimate children. It was normal; it was difficult for even two biological siblings to get along, let alone biological and non-biological children.

 

Jiayan bit her lip, her face alternating between red and white, her eyes tinged with red.

 

“If he’s not interested, just forget it,” Zhao Qi comforted her, “Li Chisu isn’t such a good man that anyone would want to marry him. Sister, don’t worry, three-legged frogs are hard to find, and men with two legs are plentiful. Later, Your Majesty will choose a better one for you.”

 

Jiayan forced a smile and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

 

After discussing these matters, Zhao Qi got down to business, “On that day in the Imperial Garden, did you see anyone?”

 

Jiayan recounted everything she had seen and heard at the time to Zhao Qi.

 

During the palace banquet, Jiayan was supposed to dine with the wives and concubines of the nobles in the side hall. She bribed a eunuch to deliver a message to Li Chisu and disguised herself as a palace maid to go to the Imperial Garden.

 

“I hid in the shadows and planned to leave after a quick glance at the prince. Unexpectedly, I ran into Second Brother and a young man in white…”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Was that young man in white exceptionally handsome, like a celestial descended to earth?”

 

Jiayan wondered, “How did Your Majesty know?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen said lightly, “Because that man is your brother’s lover.”

 

Zhao Qi equivocated, “His former lover—so Prince Huai recognized you?”

 

“No, I kept my head down the whole time, and Second Brother seemed lost in thought. He thought I was just an ordinary palace maid and ordered me to fetch two cups of sober tea.”

 

“Did you take it?”

 

Jiayan shook her head, “I was very afraid at that time, afraid that Second Brother would recognize me. I just replied ‘yes’ and left immediately, without going back.”

 

Zhao Qi continued, “What about the Crown Prince of Xixia? Have you seen him?”

 

Jiayan replied, “I have not.”

 

Zhao Qi pondered for a moment, “I see. Jiayan, since you rarely return to the palace, stay a few more days before returning to Xuchun Garden.”

 

Jiayan politely declined, “Thank you, Your Majesty, but Jiayan is accustomed to living in other palaces. I feel uncomfortable in the palace.”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t want to force her, “Alright, stay as comfortable as you wish.”

 

“Wait,” Empress Dowager Wen interjected, “Jiayan disguised herself as a palace maid and met privately with a man outside, violating the palace rules. I have to impose a punishment.”

 

Jiayan admitted honestly, “I know my mistake and will accept whatever punishment the Empress Dowager decides.”

 

“Then you shall be confined to your chambers for a month and copy the ‘Virtues of Women’ a hundred times as a minor punishment.”

 

Jiayan softly responded, “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi felt uneasy about this and handed tea to Empress Dowager Wen, saying, “Mother, Jiayan hasn’t committed a serious offense, and she has provided me with valuable information. Consider this as making amends. Perhaps the punishment…”

 

Empress Dowager Wen cut him off, “The Emperor should focus on state affairs. There is no need for you to worry about matters in the harem.”

 

Zhao Qi was dissatisfied, “But the harem is mine, and Jiayan is my sister. Don’t I have the right to decide on such a trivial matter?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen looked at him in surprise, “Qier…”

 

“In my opinion, she can skip copying the ‘Virtues of Women,’ and her confinement can be reduced to five days. Let’s settle it this way.”

 

Although Empress Dowager Wen’s expression was displeased, she said nothing more.

 

After breakfast, Jiayan and Zhao Qi walked together. Yunxiu noticed Empress Dowager Wen’s furrowed brow and asked, “What is troubling the Empress Dowager?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen sighed, “Qier has always been obedient to me. This is the first time he has defied my wishes so strongly.”

 

Yunxiu smiled, “This shows that our Emperor is finally acting like an Emperor. Wasn’t this what you hoped for?”

 

“Indeed, but I still feel uneasy.”

 

Yunxiu advised, “Empress Dowager, please rest assured. However firm the Emperor may appear, his respect and filial piety towards you will not diminish.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen chuckled softly, “I am not worried about that. Let’s take it step by step.”

 

Zhao Qi accompanied Jiayan for part of her journey. Jiayan was feeling down and somewhat fearful of him, walking beside him in silence. Zhao Qi, inexperienced in comforting girls, awkwardly said, “Don’t take what Mother said to heart.”

 

Jiayan softly replied, “Jiayan dares not.”

 

Zhao Qi tried to keep the conversation going, “What do you usually do in Xuchun Garden?”

 

“I read and do embroidery. Occasionally, I visit the consorts,” Jiayan said as they walked, suddenly stopping in her tracks and staring ahead blankly.

 

Following her gaze, Zhao Qi saw—

 

Here he comes, Li Chisu with his charming demeanor!

 

Li Chisu also spotted them and approached slowly.

 

“Your Majesty,” Li Chisu bowed to Zhao Qi and looked at Jiayan, “Who is this…”

 

Jiayan snapped out of her daze, her long lashes trembling slightly. She curtsied, “Princess Jiayan greets Your Highness.”

 

“So you are Princess Jiayan,” Li Chisu smiled gently, “I am honored to meet you.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned slightly and discreetly positioned himself in front of Jiayan.

 

It was strange. Before meeting Jiayan, Zhao Qi had no objections to her and Li Chisu’s engagement. But now, seeing her obvious fondness for Li Chisu, he couldn’t help but worry for this naive girl.

 

Wake up, girl. You can’t handle this level of scoundrel!

 

Li Chisu noticed Zhao Qi’s reaction and his eyes twinkled even more warmly, “From now on, my eyes can only see Your Majesty.”


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Chapter 38 – I was confessed to.

Chapter 38 – I was confessed to.

 

Zhao Qi has been having trouble sleeping lately and deeply sympathizes with He Changzhou’s pain. He nodded understandingly, “I understand you.”

 

He Changzhou was taken aback, “You understand me, Your Majesty?”

 

“The imperial physician gave me a prescription recently, saying daily intake can improve sleep quality. I’ll have Jiang Dehai copy it for you,” Zhao Qi explained.

 

He Changzhou replied hesitantly, “…So I truly thank Your Majesty for that.”

 

“Wait,” Zhao Qi’s lengthy thought process finally concluded, “When you mentioned ‘that night,’ which night were you referring to?”

 

“You mean which night? It was the night of the Longevity Festival,” He Changzhou’s cheeks reddened slightly, but he maintained eye contact with Zhao Qi, “You were utterly drunk, and I carried you back to the palace. Your Majesty was burning hot all over.”

 

With things said this far, even Zhao Qi could sense the awkwardness. “But didn’t you say you left after bringing me back to the palace?”

 

He Changzhou seemed to have made up his mind, “Yes, but then I came back.”

 

Confused, Zhao Qi asked, “Why?”

 

“Why,” He Changzhou looked down on Zhao Qi, meeting his gaze squarely, “I wanted to ask Your Majesty why. Why you held onto me and wouldn’t let me go, why you asked me to help undress you, why you didn’t want me to leave you alone. Do you know, facing you like that, I couldn’t control myself.”

 

Zhao Qi felt his breath stop. He heard himself say, “So, it was you that night?” It was He Changzhou who had slept with him?

 

He Changzhou looked down, like a large dog caught misbehaving, “It was me. I hurt Your Majesty. Your shoulder—Your Majesty? Your Majesty!”

 

Pinching his own philtrum, Zhao Qi couldn’t stand straight—had he been taken advantage of by his best friend?!

 

No, I can’t accept this!

 

Quickly, get me an oxygen tank; I can’t hold on any longer…

 

Initially supporting Zhao Qi, He Changzhou ended up lifting him. “Your Majesty, hang in there; I’ll send someone to fetch the imperial physician!”

 

Furious, Zhao Qi yelled, forgetting his own dignity, “Damn it, don’t touch me! Let go!”

 

He Changzhou held him tighter, resolute. “I won’t let go.”

 

“You… bastard!” Zhao Qi struggled weakly, like a delicate girl. Realizing he couldn’t break free, he exploded on the spot, biting He Changzhou’s shoulder fiercely.

 

He Changzhou wasn’t wearing armor, just a thin layer of military uniform. Despite his tough exterior, he couldn’t help but grunt at the bite. Yet, he didn’t flinch, allowing Zhao Qi to continue biting.

 

Blood spread on his crimson uniform. Tasting blood, Zhao Qi finally released his grip.

 

He Changzhou still held him, his voice hoarse, “Had enough? If not, Your Majesty can continue.”

 

Grabbing his shirt’s lapels, Zhao Qi muttered to himself, “I excluded you first… you disappointed me so much!!!”

 

He Changzhou hadn’t expected his actions to provoke such a strong reaction from Zhao Qi. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I shouldn’t have treated you that way.”

 

Bitterly, Zhao Qi said, “You’re my best friend here!”

 

He Changzhou gently stroked his hair, trying to calm him. “Yes, yes, I was wrong.”

 

“Do you know what ‘best friends’ means? It means if one day I suddenly turned into a girl, and if you wanted to, I’d marry you!” Zhao Qi cried out, “But I’m a boy, only nineteen…” tears flowed freely, “How could you do such a beastly thing to me!”

 

As Zhao Qi cried, He Changzhou became increasingly awkward. “Your Majesty, please don’t cry. Should I just consider it as being bitten by a dog?”

 

Infuriated, Zhao Qi wanted to kill him, “Then I would be the dog’s day!” How could He Changzhou say such things!

 

Confused and at a loss, He Changzhou replied, “…Huh?”

 

After venting through biting, crying, and scolding, Zhao Qi finally calmed down a bit, “You can let go now. I won’t hit you. I wouldn’t stand a chance anyway.”

 

He Changzhou asked tentatively, “So, Your Majesty doesn’t blame me?”

 

Turning away, Zhao Qi replied coldly, “I don’t want to see you for now. If you want to go to the Western Xia, I won’t stop you.”

 

After a moment of silence, He Changzhou sat down while still holding Zhao Qi. He sat in a chair with Zhao Qi reluctantly on his lap, facing each other. Zhao Qi was still immersed in the anguish of being taken advantage of by his best friend and didn’t realize their awkward position.

 

He Changzhou comforted Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, now that everything’s out in the open, I don’t feel like leaving anymore.”

 

Glaring at him, Zhao Qi asked, “Are you playing with me?”

 

“No,” He Changzhou patiently explained, “Actually, I didn’t expect Your Majesty to take it so seriously…”

 

With a hint of disdain in his eyes, Zhao Qi said, “You didn’t think it was serious? Seems like you and Li Chisu belong to the same category.”

 

He Changzhou smiled sheepishly, “So, what does Your Majesty plan to do with me?”

 

Narrowing his eyes, Zhao Qi glanced down at He Changzhou under him. Now the question was, should he dismantle the bastard who violated him, his best friend?

 

That night, both he and He Changzhou were at fault. He was wrong for acting out after drinking, and He Changzhou was wrong for not pushing him away. Though He Changzhou bore the greatest responsibility, at that moment, it was he who didn’t let the other leave. Ending the He family’s lineage over this matter would be inappropriate. Besides, the He family held great prestige in the military. If the soldiers found out the Emperor had… well, taken liberties with their young general, the scene would be too much to bear, and he didn’t dare to think about it.

 

Zhao Qi pondered for a moment and said, “You should think twice about this.”

 

“No need to think twice,” He Changzhou replied earnestly. “I will take responsibility for Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi’s expression was complicated. “…There’s really no need.” He wasn’t some chaste maiden; being intimate wouldn’t lead to pregnancy. If he could just relax a bit, he could consider it a drunken lapse with a good friend. It sounded like a trivial matter.

 

“Why isn’t there a need?” He Changzhou persisted. “I want to take responsibility for Your Majesty. I’m willing to take responsibility for Your Majesty. I hope to make Your Majesty… mine alone.”

 

With He Changzhou being so direct, Zhao Qi’s brain couldn’t keep up. He jumped up suddenly. “W-what do you mean?”

 

He Changzhou’s eyes sparkled brightly, open and honest. “I like Your Majesty.”

 

A thousand thoughts raced through Zhao Qi’s mind. He stuttered, “B-but I don’t like you.”

 

The stars in He Changzhou’s eyes dimmed suddenly. “I know. You like Rong Tang.” He stood up, approached Zhao Qi, his tall figure imposing. “Your Majesty, I’ve always wanted to ask you, what exactly is it about me that’s inferior to Rong Tang? He treats you with indifference, while I try in every way to make you happy. In your heart, am I still inferior to him?”

 

Zhao Qi defended himself, “It’s not like that! The reason I treat Rong Tang well is because I owe him too much. I just want to make it up to him.”

 

He Changzhou chuckled. “Your Majesty didn’t say that before. Everyone in the palace knows, Rong Tang is Your Majesty’s favored.”

 

“…Yes,” he had said something similar, but that was just a means to maintain his image initially. Could He Changzhou really believe it?

 

“I don’t want to dwell on the past,” He Changzhou looked deeply into Zhao Qi’s eyes. “What I seek now is Your Majesty’s future.”

 

He Changzhou’s sudden confession left Zhao Qi utterly bewildered. Coupled with the scare he had just experienced, he felt his heart and mind were on the verge of collapse. But he had to make things clear with He Changzhou. Although he had never been in love, he knew ambiguous behavior often led to misunderstandings. He didn’t want to be seen as leading anyone on, especially not his brother.

 

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qi said, “Changzhou, listen carefully. I don’t like you, and I don’t like Rong Tang either. I… am not interested in romance.”

 

He Changzhou obviously didn’t believe this. “You’re not interested? Then how do you explain that night?”

 

Zhao Qi sighed in frustration. “I was drunk.”

 

“Just being drunk can lead to such a strong reaction?” He Changzhou pressed on mercilessly. “Is it because you can’t live without a man once he’s left?”

 

Zhao Qi had no words to respond. This was the question that had puzzled him all along. He prided himself on his tolerance for alcohol; being drunk usually just made him a bit wild, not… whatever had happened that night. Could it be that his reaction wasn’t due to drunkenness but for some other reason?

 

Their conversation was interrupted by the announcement, “Prime Minister is here.” Xiao Shiqing entered the hall, followed by Chen Li, the Grand Minister of Justice. Seeing the two of them, Xiao Shiqing asked, “Why is General He here at the Hall of Government Affairs?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “Prime Minister, His Majesty says he only likes women, not men. Do you believe him?”

 

A hint of something unusual flickered in Xiao Shiqing’s deep black eyes as he picked up a tinderbox beside the lamp and relit it. He calmly said, “No.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, “Your Majesty, see? Even the Prime Minister doesn’t believe you.”

 

Zhao Qi felt like banging his head against a wall. “This is so frustrating!”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression remained calm. “It’s late. Don’t shout.”

 

Zhao Qi pursed his lips, feeling a bit aggrieved. First, his brother confessed to him, and now his brother had outed him. And to top it off, Xiao Shiqing was scolding him. What a complicated and heated life he was living.

 

“The Prime Minister doesn’t seem to be in a good mood,” Zhao Qi said, changing the subject. “Chen Li.”

 

Chen Li hurriedly responded, “Here, Your Majesty.”

 

“Did you upset the Prime Minister?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

Chen Li waved his hands repeatedly, “It wasn’t me, Your Majesty. I didn’t.”

 

“That’s enough,” Xiao Shiqing said coldly. “Let’s stick to the matter at hand.”

 

Chen Li said, “Yes. Your Majesty, regarding the case of the poisoning death of the Crown Prince of Western Xia, I have found some important clues.”

 

With national affairs at hand, Zhao Qi temporarily put aside personal matters, gathered his focus, and said, “Mr. Chen, I’m surprised you managed to find such crucial clues! Tell me quickly, what earth-shattering discovery have you made?”

 

Chen Li knew that Zhao Qi had a biased view against him due to the early peach blossom case at Muyang Temple. “Your Majesty, firstly, Prince Zhaonan received a mysterious note. It was written on cotton paper from Jiangyou, which is known for its fine texture and softness, exclusively used in the palace. Moreover, the note carried a faint scent of Moonlight Orchid.”

 

Zhao Qi said, “Moonlight Orchid… Isn’t that a perfume commonly used by girls?”

 

“Your Majesty is wise. Upon investigation, I learned that Moonlight Orchid is often used by Princess Jiayan.”

 

Zhao Qi had a sudden realization. “That makes sense! Empress Mother has always wanted to betroth Princess Jiayan to Prince Zhaonan. Jiayan must have been eager to see her future husband’s true appearance, so she invited him to the Imperial Garden during the banquet and observed him from hiding.”

 

Chen Li chuckled. “Your Majesty and Prime Minister are thinking along the same lines. However, Princess Jiayan is from an illustrious background, so we couldn’t directly inquire.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded. “Leave this matter to me and the Empress Mother. What else?”

 

Chen Li continued, “I have ordered a detailed investigation into all the utensils used by the Western Xia prince during the banquet. There were no traces of Fengguilu poisoning found. While the onset time of Fengguilu varies by individual, it typically does not exceed an hour. If the Prince of Western Xia wasn’t poisoned during the banquet, it must have happened after he left his seat.”

 

As Zhao Qi thought, he said, “If the Prince went to the Imperial Garden after leaving his seat, does that mean the suspect is among those who were seen in the garden?”

 

“Yes, currently confirmed are: Master Rong, Prince Zhaonan, and Prince Huai.”

 

Zhao Qi added, “And Princess Jiayan.”

 

He Changzhou pondered. “What about motives? What would these four have to gain from poisoning the Prince of Western Xia?”

 

Xiao Shiqing slowly said, “Let’s set aside Rong Tang and Princess Jiayan for now. As for these two princes, Zhao and Li, their motives can always be uncovered.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned. In the original story, there was also a plot about the festival banquet, but the eldest prince of Xixia was not poisoned to death. Since transmigrating into the body of the ‘Dog Emperor’, he had indeed altered the storyline significantly. However, Zhao Tong and Li Chisu were far away in their fiefdoms, so their influence should be minimal. If either of them really took action, what reasons could have prompted them to change their minds?

 

In the original story, Li Chisu’s actions upon entering the capital were similar to his current behavior—frequenting the pleasure quarters and indulging in luxuries. Meanwhile, Zhao Tong, upon returning to the capital in the original plot, focused primarily on consolidating support. Apart from Rong Tang, who was trapped in the palace, he met with quite a few people, including…

 

For a moment, no one spoke. Xiao Shiqing stood up and said, “It’s getting late. The Emperor should return to the palace and rest. We’ll discuss this matter again tomorrow.”

 

Chen Li tactfully said, “I’ll take my leave.”

 

After Chen Li left, He Changzhou showed no intention of leaving. Xiao Shiqing looked at him. “General He, is there something else?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “There are still some personal matters between His Majesty and me that we haven’t finished discussing. Prime Minister, you need not concern yourself.”

 

Just when they had managed to temporarily forget their troubles, now everything came flooding back. Zhao Qi lay his head on the table, pretending to be asleep.

 

“Personal matters,” Xiao Shiqing smiled faintly, “I wasn’t aware that you and His Majesty had personal matters.”

 

He Changzhou said, “There are many things the Prime Minister doesn’t know.”

 

“Since it’s personal matters, there’s no need to discuss them late at night in the palace,” Xiao Shiqing said, “You can come again tomorrow. The Emperor needs to rest.”

 

He Changzhou chuckled, “Prime Minister, since you don’t sleep with His Majesty, why bother about when he sleeps?”

 

Xiao Shiqing also smiled, “And how would General He know whether I sleep with His Majesty or not?”

 

He Changzhou hesitated, “…”

 

“Your Majesty,” Xiao Shiqing turned to Zhao Qi, “let’s return to the palace. It’s time for bed.”


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 37 – Am I still your puppet emperor?

Chapter 37 – Am I still your puppet emperor?

 

Zhao Qi took the sunken wooden box and didn’t open it immediately. Instead, he weighed it in his hand. “Seems like it’s something small?”

 

Xiao Shiqing remained noncommittal.

 

Zhao Qi opened the wooden box to find half of a token shaped like a crouching tiger inside. His mouth gaped in astonishment. “Could this be the legendary… Tiger Token?”

 

“Why do you say ‘legendary’?” Xiao Shiqing replied. “The Tiger Token has existed since ancient times. It’s split in two halves: one given to the generals, the other kept by the emperor. Only when both halves are combined can the bearer command troops. Due to certain circumstances, both halves were in my possession. Returning half to you now is returning it to its rightful owner.”

 

Zhao Qi held the half Tiger Token in his palm. The touch of the bronze was cool, gradually sobering him. “The other half is still with my brother?”

 

“Yes.”

 

This birthday gift was something Zhao Qi had never expected. He had thought Xiao Shiqing would casually give him some exotic treasure, but instead, he gave him… half of the country.

 

Suddenly, Zhao Qi felt the weight of bronze in his hand. Was Xiao Shiqing testing him, or did he genuinely intend to give him the Tiger Token?

 

Last time, when Xiao Shiqing had proposed letting Zhao Qi take over the government, Zhao Qi was certain it was the former. But this time, he wasn’t so sure. After these days of interaction, he could feel Xiao Shiqing was truly teaching and assisting him. Ignoring Xiao Shiqing’s playful teasing in private, Zhao Qi was even considering giving him a banner that read “loyal minister and good general.”

 

Zhao Qi hesitated to respond, and Xiao Shiqing seemed displeased. “Your Majesty doesn’t seem to like my gift.”

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head. “Brother’s gift is too precious.”

 

“I’m only asking if you like it or not.”

 

Seeing Xiao Shiqing growing impatient, Zhao Qi dared not say he didn’t like it. “I like it,” he hesitated, “but does Brother really want to return half of the military power to me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him. “What exactly do you want to say?”

 

Gathering his courage, Zhao Qi said, “Don’t you see me as a puppet emperor anymore?”

 

Xiao Shiqing fell silent.

 

Feeling uneasy, Zhao Qi asked, “Brother?”

 

Suddenly, Xiao Shiqing smiled. “A puppet? At this point, you still think I see you as a puppet?”

 

Zhao Qi blinked. “I’m not sure, that’s why I asked Brother.”

 

Xiao Shiqing closed his eyes as if slightly annoyed. “Yes, I see you as a puppet. I’m wasting time on a puppet every day. I think it’s not right to hold military power alone, so I gave half of it to you—a satisfactory answer, Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi could tell Xiao Shiqing was angry but didn’t know why. This man’s thoughts were too difficult to gauge.

 

“Your Majesty… satisfied?” Faced with Xiao Shiqing’s piercing gaze, Zhao Qi quickly changed his tune. “Not satisfied. I’m not satisfied!”

 

Xiao Shiqing didn’t bother to argue further. “Keep the Tiger Token.”

 

“Wait,” Zhao Qi said, “So in the future, we can only command the troops when we combine our halves of the token?”

 

Xiao Shiqing paused. “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi slowly closed his palm around the half token. Whatever, since Xiao Shiqing had given it to him so insistently, he wouldn’t refuse it for nothing.

 

“Thank you, Brother,” Zhao Qi said, “I will take good care of this half Tiger Token.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression softened slightly. “You better.”

 

“Oh, by the way, there’s something else I want to discuss with Brother.”

 

“Speak.”

 

Zhao Qi said, “Haiyan Hall isn’t really my sleeping palace. I can’t keep staying there. I want to move back to Yonghua Palace.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze locked onto Zhao Qi’s face, a smile playing at his lips. “Does Your Majesty want to return to Yonghua Palace, or do you want to see someone in Yonghua Palace?”

 

“The people in Yonghua Palace… Brother means Rong Tang?” Zhao Qi asked naturally, “Rong Tang’s recovery is almost complete, so he’ll definitely move back to Tipsy Book Pavilion.”

 

“Oh, is that so,” Xiao Shiqing said lightly, “Did he tell you that himself?”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled. “Is there a need for him to say?”

 

“That’s not necessarily true,” Xiao Shiqing said, “When he moves out, you can move back in. It’s late now, time to sleep.”

 

“Oh,” Zhao Qi lay back down. Xiao Shiqing remained seated beside his bed, showing no intention to leave. Zhao Qi asked, “Brother, aren’t you leaving?”

 

Xiao Shiqing adjusted the covers slightly. “I’ll leave after you fall asleep.”

 

“…,” Zhao Qi thought Xiao Shiqing staring at him like this would keep him awake, but he soon felt drowsy. Xiao Shiqing’s faint ink fragrance inexplicably brought peace, and with his presence, Zhao Qi gradually drifted into dreams.

 

The next day, Zhao Qi ordered Jiang Dehai to tidy up and prepare to return to Yonghua Palace. “Oh, and have someone redecorate Zuishu Pavilion. Check what’s missing and replenish whatever is needed.”

 

In the evening, Zhao Qi returned to Yonghua Palace and unexpectedly found lights on in the side hall. He asked, “Who’s in there?”

 

Xiao Jinzi replied, “Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Lord Rong is still here at Yonghua Palace.”

 

Zhao Qi paused, “He hasn’t left yet?”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Should I chase him away, Your Majesty?”

 

“How can you use such words as ‘chase’?” Zhao Qi corrected, “I want to invite him back to Zuishu Pavilion.”

 

“Shall I go and invite him now?” Jiang Dehai asked.

 

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Qi said, “I remember Prime Minister Xiao returned to his residence tonight, right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then let’s talk to him tomorrow. It’s too late today; let’s not disturb him.”

 

“As you command.”

 

After Zhao Qi left, Xiao Jinzi couldn’t help but comment, “Grand Tutor, don’t you think our Emperor behaves like someone sneaking around with a favored concubine behind the Empress’s back?”

 

Jiang Dehai glared at him, “Tsk, you’re getting more talkative. You might as well stop being called ‘Xiao Jinzi’ and be called ‘Xiao Duozi’ instead. Now go and do your work!”

 

The next day, Jiang Dehai and Xiao Jinzi went together to invite Rong Tang back to Zuishu Pavilion. Rong Tang replied calmly, “Is this His Majesty’s wish or Prime Minister Xiao’s?”

 

Jiang Dehai cautiously answered, “This servant doesn’t know.”

 

Rong Tang glanced towards Zhao Qi’s sleeping quarters and smiled faintly, “I understand. Grand Tutor, rest assured, I won’t make things difficult for His Majesty.” Once he decided on something, patience was the least of his lacking qualities.

 

If Xiao Shiqing could patiently wait, so could he.

 

After some twists and turns, Zhao Qi finally returned to living alone. Jiang Dehai couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s only when Prime Minister Xiao and Lord Rong both step back that His Majesty finds these moments of peace.”

 

Xiao Jinzi remarked, “Grand Tutor, Prime Minister Xiao doesn’t seem like someone who would step back.”

 

Jiang Dehai calmly replied, “You have a point. He retreats to advance, biding his time.”

 

News of the Crown Prince of Western Xia quickly spread to their homeland, where it was said the Western Xia King was furious, threatening to cease allegiance to Great Jing if there was no resolution within seven days. Meanwhile, ten thousand troops from Western Xia were rushing towards the border between the two nations, ready to camp and prepare for action.

 

With the backing of their homeland, Western Xia envoys in the capital became increasingly arrogant, moving about the Imperial Palace as if it were uninhabited, pressing their demands multiple times a day. Particularly upon learning the Western Xia Crown Prince had fallen victim to a secret poison from the Great Jing court, they became even more brazen, spouting reckless threats. Initially, Zhao Qi could maintain a cordial demeanor towards them, but eventually grew tired and simply began to mimic Xiao Shiqing, refusing to see them—no matter how loud they protested.

 

During morning court, officials engaged in heated debates over this case. Leaving aside whether they could identify the true culprit within seven days, many military officials were displeased with Western Xia’s actions. From their perspective, Western Xia was merely a minor vassal state of Great Jing, with thirty thousand Forbidden Army soldiers stationed solely for the protection of the capital. To them, Western Xia’s ten thousand troops seemed audacious. Conversely, most civilian officials believed Great Jing was at fault in this matter; with the kingdom plagued by natural disasters and frequent flooding in the south, empty treasuries, and avoidable military conflicts, it was imperative to capture and deliver the true murderer of the Western Xia Crown Prince to Western Xia for punishment, regardless of who it was.

 

Zhao Qi listened attentively. When he heard the phrase “frequent flooding,” he was momentarily distracted, his face flushing. He felt like he would never be able to face those three words directly again—it was all the fault of that damned bastard!

 

In the end, Xiao Shiqing spoke up to end the debate between the two sides. “The investigation will continue, while we prepare for military action to be safe.”

 

With the situation unstable, Zhao Qi reluctantly set aside the search for the bastard and devoted himself wholeheartedly to state affairs.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi looked up to meet a pair of striking brows and eyes, smiling, “Changzhou, why are you here?”

 

He Changzhou placed both hands behind his back and walked briskly towards Zhao Qi. “I’ve brought some food for Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi sniffed, “Wow, smells like lamb?”

 

“Is Your Majesty a dog?” He Changzhou presented a golden-brown roasted leg of lamb. “I slaughtered it just an hour ago and roasted it immediately for Your Majesty—here.”

 

Zhao Qi took the leg of lamb and took a big bite, looking satisfied. “Poor little lamb. But aren’t you supposed to be busy with military preparations? Yet you have the leisure to roast lamb for me.”

 

He Changzhou casually picked up an ink stick from the table and began grinding ink for Zhao Qi. “Your Majesty, we haven’t seen each other in a while.”

 

“We saw each other at court, didn’t we?”

 

“That doesn’t count.” He Changzhou lowered his gaze. “Your Majesty hasn’t noticed that I haven’t been visiting you recently.”

 

Zhao Qi thought about it and realized there might be some truth to that. He had noticed that He Changzhou used to visit the palace frequently, but lately, he had been coming less often. Zhao Qi belatedly realized that even at court, He Changzhou would deliberately avoid making eye contact with him, as if avoiding him altogether.

 

With a self-deprecating smile, He Changzhou said, “Your Majesty indeed didn’t notice. It seems I’m just an insignificant presence to Your Majesty.”

 

What was with this complaining tone? If one didn’t know better, they would think he had abandoned He Changzhou after using him.

 

“Sigh, I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, and you know that.”

 

He Changzhou nodded, “I know. That’s why I’m here to share Your Majesty’s burdens.”

 

“Oh? How so?”

 

He Changzhou said, “I’m willing to lead troops to Western Xia and confront their army to assert our national prestige.”

 

Frowning, Zhao Qi said, “We’re not at the point of war yet. Even if we were, there’s no need for you to rush over thousands of miles. Those frontier officials aren’t just sitting around.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, “I’ve been feeling very frustrated lately and wanted to leave the capital, get away. Please agree, Your Majesty.”

 

“What are you frustrated about?”

 

He Changzhou looked at Zhao Qi deeply, “Frustrated with Your Majesty.”

 

“Ah?” Zhao Qi was taken aback and shouldered a heavy burden unexpectedly. “How have I troubled you?”

 

“You, Your Majesty, have made it so I can’t sleep through the night. Every time I close my eyes, all I see is Your Majesty’s face from that night.”


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Chapter 36 – I want to bite the dog man back!

Chapter 36 – I want to bite the dog man back!

 

Zhao Qi tensed all over when Rong Tang embraced him like this, feeling waves of heat rising to his head.

 

This wasn’t their first intimate contact. Zhao Qi had been forcibly restrained by Rong Tang several times before, almost having his dragon egg squeezed to bursting. But until last night, no matter how close they were, he had never felt like this before. Normally, they were both men, and he was used to touching and joking around with his buddies, nothing serious.

 

However, everything had changed because of last night. He was no longer the carefree, happy straight guy he used to be; now, he was someone who had experienced both pain and pleasure with another man… a poor soul indeed. Just the thought that Rong Tang might be the one who had given him such conflicting feelings made him unable to meet those godly handsome looks head-on.

 

In his heart, Zhao Qi lamented: Ah, could it be that he no longer deserved the title of “straight guy”?

 

Before Zhao Qi could respond, Rong Tang tightened his grip a bit. “Zhao Qi?”

 

Zhao Qi struggled to maintain composure. “I’m afraid not.”

 

Rong Tang raised an eyebrow. “?”

 

“I am a sovereign of a nation. I meet many ministers every day. How could I possibly focus on just one person like you?” Zhao Qi said, “Unless we were stranded on a deserted island with no one else.”

 

Rong Tang smiled faintly. “That sounds nice.”

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t understand what was good about it. He couldn’t bear this ambiguous, uncertain atmosphere. Summoning courage, he turned around to meet Rong Tang’s calm gaze. “Rong Tang.”

 

“Hmm?”

 

Carefully choosing his words, Zhao Qi asked, “Last night, I drank too much. I don’t remember much. I didn’t do anything to you, did I?”

 

Rong Tang paused. “…”

 

Perhaps it was Zhao Qi’s imagination, but he felt that Rong Tang seemed a bit… shy?

 

Rong Tang cleared his throat lightly. “You called my name, and then I…” His gaze fell on Zhao Qi’s lips. “I didn’t expect you to bite so hard. I’m sorry.”

 

Instinctively, Zhao Qi covered his mouth. Indeed, he was right; his lips were bitten by Rong Tang. This was disastrous; his ideal image of Rong Tang as a celestial being was crumbling—how could a celestial man bite someone!

 

Rong Tang seemed amused by Zhao Qi’s reaction, a hint of a smile in his eyes. “It’s my lack of experience. It won’t happen again.”

 

Weakly leaning on the table, Zhao Qi sighed, “Yes, there won’t be a next time.” He would never repeat the mistake of last night. “After biting me, did you… do anything else to me?”

 

Rong Tang frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”

 

The words “did you top me” stuck in Zhao Qi’s throat. His face flushed; he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

 

Zhao Qi gave up and changed the subject. “Someone saw you meeting with the Prince Huai in the Imperial Garden.”

 

Rong Tang’s expression changed slightly.

 

“What did you both talk about?” Without waiting for Rong Tang’s answer, Zhao Qi continued, “Actually, I already know. Prince Huai has always wanted to rescue you from the palace. Yesterday, he probably brought it up again.”

 

Rong Tang did not deny it. “The palace banquet was crowded and noisy. He asked me to disguise myself as his attendant and seize the opportunity to leave the palace.”

 

“You didn’t agree because you knew I would let you leave the palace?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

“That’s one reason.”

 

“Are there other reasons?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“What?”

 

Rong Tang looked at him. “You.”

 

Zhao Qi paused. “Oh…”

 

The two stared at each other for a long time. Zhao Qi tried to decipher something from the myriad emotions in Rong Tang’s eyes, but with his emotional intelligence, all he could see was Rong Tang staring at him like he was a fool, his expression bewildered and helpless.

 

 ”Your Majesty, let’s return to Yonghua Palace,” Rong Tang suggested, “that is where Your Majesty’s chambers are.”

 

  ”Hmm…” Zhao Qi almost agreed, “Let’s discuss it tomorrow. I’ll inform the Prime Minister tonight.”

 

  Rong Tang’s tone was indifferent, “Your Majesty needs the Chancellor’s permission to decide where to sleep?”

 

  ”Exactly,” Zhao Qi complained, “You have no idea how tightly he controls me.”

 

  After a moment of silence, Rong Tang compromised, “Alright. You can stay at Haiyan Hall tonight, but in the future, return to Yonghua Palace—I’ll wait for you.”

 

  Zhao Qi thought Rong Tang believed both Haiyan Hall and Yonghua Palace were part of his harem. Tonight he would favor one person, and tomorrow he would need to favor another to maintain harmony in the harem.

 

  After Rong Tang left, Zhao Qi turned over the paper with writing on it and, after careful consideration, circled the character ‘Rong’ of his name.

 

  Before bed, Jiang Dehai helped Zhao Qi change clothes and noticed bite marks on his shoulder. “Your Majesty, does it hurt here?”

 

  Zhao Qi shrugged. It did hurt a bit, but his whole body ached almost to numbness. The pain on his shoulder was nothing compared to somewhere else. “It’s alright.”

 

  Jiang Dehai said worriedly, “These marks are deep. I saw blood.”

 

  ”Really?” Zhao Qi turned to look and couldn’t help but curse, “Damn, is that person even human?”

 

  Jiang Dehai anxiously said, “Your Majesty, if these marks scar, what should we do?”

 

  Gritting his teeth, Zhao Qi vowed, “Then I’ll bite back until he can’t function!”

 

  Jiang Dehai sighed helplessly, “Let me apply some medicine for Your Majesty. There’s still plenty left of the ‘Jade Dew Snow Lotus Paste’ that Master Zhao Si brought last year.”

 

  Zhao Qi snorted, “Zhao Qiao sells fake medicine. I dare not use his.”

 

  Despite his words, Zhao Qi still let Jiang Dehai apply the medicine. He didn’t want any reminders of his life’s stains on his body.

 

  As Jiang Dehai applied the medicine, he commented, “These bite marks have two circles. Did that person feel one bite wasn’t enough and had to add another?”

 

  The cool ointment was comforting on his skin. Zhao Qi half-closed his eyes and muttered angrily, “Damn scoundrel.”

 

  Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, I saw you circled the character ‘Rong’. Does this mean the ‘scoundrel’ is Young Master Rong?”

 

  Zhao Qi shook his head, “I’m not completely sure yet. But…” He licked the corner of his split lip, wondering if Rong Tang had taken his first kiss.

 

  Because of the ointment on his shoulder, Zhao Qi could only sleep on his stomach. The feeling of pressure on his chest was uncomfortable, making it feel like he couldn’t breathe even in his dreams.

 

  Suffocating, hot, he tossed and turned in bed, his cheeks flushed, sweat pouring down like rain, his long hair sticking to his face, blocking his view.

 

  A pair of cool hands touched his forehead. It was like a lost wanderer in the desert seeing an oasis, eagerly leaning towards the person and murmuring vaguely, “Help me take it off… so hot…”

 

  Without hesitation, those hands skillfully removed his last piece of clothing. Yet he was still not satisfied, still hot. He knew only the man beside him could help.

 

  The man’s fingers brushed his cheek, coming slowly to his slightly open mouth. His tone was cold, “If no one else touched you, how did this happen?”

 

  He didn’t understand what the man was saying, instinctively taking those slender fingers into his mouth, kissing them to please.

 

  The man’s breathing grew heavier, suddenly flipping him over from behind, covering him, gripping his shoulders, sternly asking, “And this? How did this happen?”

 

  Zhao Qi shook his head, “I don’t know, I don’t know…”

 

  ”If I hadn’t arrived in time, you…” The man didn’t finish his sentence, instead stripping himself, turning Zhao Qi’s face towards him, and biting his mouth roughly, covering the previous marks.

 

  Wide-eyed, Zhao Qi stared blankly. Besides the fluttering gauze, he couldn’t see anything. The voice in his ears made his heart race even more, even the man was amazed at his response. “You like this so much, hmm?” He whispered by Zhao Qi’s ear, lightly laughing, “It’s so wet here.”

 

  …

 

  Startled awake from his dream, Zhao Qi gasped for breath, realizing he was drenched in sweat. A voice sounded beside him, “Awake?”

 

  Seeing the person sitting by the bed, Zhao Qi was momentarily stunned, unable to distinguish between dream and reality for a while before saying, “Brother?”

 

  In the faint light, Xiao Shiqing’s face seemed clouded, “Hmm. Just got back, came to see you. Your face, very flushed.”

 

  Zhao Qi used the back of his hand to feel the warmth on his cheeks, “A little.”

 

  Xiao Shiqing frowned, “Are you feverish?”

 

  Zhao Qi wiped his sweat, “I don’t think so. I just had a, uh, nightmare.”

 

  ”A nightmare?” Xiao Shiqing chuckled, “A nightmare that looks so amorous. Your Majesty truly is talented.”

 

  Zhao Qi forced a dry laugh, “N-nothing like that. What time is it now?”

 

  Xiao Shiqing poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, “Just past midnight.”

 

  Taking a sip of the cool tea, Zhao Qi felt much better, “It’s so late already. Has Brother been busy?”

 

  Xiao Shiqing replied, “Chen Li has identified the poison that afflicted the Western Xia Crown Prince.”

 

  Zhao Qi hurriedly asked, “What poison?”

 

  ”Feng Return Powder.”

 

  Zhao Qi was taken aback. He knew this poison; it was a secret drug of the Grand Jing Palace, typically used to execute imperial concubines, hence its name “Feng Return”.

 

  ”So, you’re saying the one who poisoned the Western Xia Crown Prince is someone from within the palace?”

 

  Xiao Shiqing nodded slightly, “That’s a possibility. But if you were the culprit, would you use such a blatantly identifying poison?”

 

  Understanding dawned on Zhao Qi, excitement rising, “This is a setup, an attempt to sow discord between us and Western Xia!”

 

  Xiao Shiqing ruffled his hair, “You’ve thought this through. You’ve learned a lot recently.”

 

  Zhao Qi smiled awkwardly, “Brother, should we inform Western Xia about this?”

 

  ”Yes.”

 

  Zhao Qi was surprised for a moment, then quickly realized, “Anyway, if we don’t say it, the one who poisoned will find a way to let Western Xia know. It’s better if we tell them ourselves.”

 

  ”Mm.”

 

  Zhao Qi looked worried, “But the people from Western Xia won’t think this through. Once they learn about Feng Return Powder, they’ll surely escalate the situation.”

 

  Xiao Shiqing casually replied, “Let them make a fuss. You don’t need to worry about it. Taking care of your health is more important.”

 

  Zhao Qi suddenly recalled the scenes from his dream earlier, cautiously probing, “Brother, why do I need to take care of my health? I’m not sick.”

 

  Xiao Shiqing glanced down at him, “Didn’t you say your waist hurts?”

 

  ”Oh, right.” Zhao Qi felt embarrassed, “It’s my waist, haha, getting old, you know.”

 

  He must have been overthinking. There’s no way Xiao Shiqing, the dignified Prime Minister, could be that scoundrel who would say embarrassing things like “flooding”…

 

  After studying him for a moment, Xiao Shiqing suddenly said, “I haven’t given you your birthday gift yet.”

 

  ”Oh,” Zhao Qi grinned, “I thought you forgot.”

 

  ”I didn’t.” Xiao Shiqing handed him an exquisite sandalwood box, “Open it and see.”


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Chapter 35 – My waist hurts.

Chapter 35 – My waist hurts.

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

Hello, do you have something to say? If not, don’t speak nonsense, I can’t take anymore, thank you.

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi, his eyes writing two big words: Explain.

 

Zhao Qi felt wronged, waving his hands, “I don’t know, I don’t know anything!”

 

Li Chisu, with an “I understand” look, said, “Then it was my mistake. Prime Minister, just pretend you didn’t hear anything.” He paused, speaking meaningfully, “If Your Majesty wants to drink in the future, remember to invite me.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…Huh?”

 

Li Chisu smiled, “When Your Majesty is drunk, the things you do are not only interesting but also… hard to resist.”

 

Zhao Qi felt the urge to cough up blood. Seeing Xiao Shiqing’s face darken and Li Chisu’s mischievous expression, he couldn’t help but cry out inwardly: This is a disaster!

 

Xiao Shiqing’s smile faded, and his tone turned cold, “Does the Emperor treat everyone the same when drunk, regardless of who they are? Interesting indeed.”

 

Zhao Qi, unable to bear it any longer, pointed at Li Chisu and stood up abruptly, “Li Chisu, if you keep talking nonsense, don’t blame me for being ruthless! Ouch—ouch—ouch—” A sharp pain shot through his waist, causing Zhao Qi to cry out, “Help, my waist, it’s twisted!”

 

Li Chisu stepped forward to support Zhao Qi, but Xiao Shiqing got there first.

 

“What use are you,” Xiao Shiqing gently massaged Zhao Qi’s waist, “You should just go back to the palace and rest.”

 

Zhao Qi, holding onto Xiao Shiqing’s hand, sat back down weakly, “I’m fine.”

 

“Your Majesty doesn’t look fine. Prime Minister, your technique for massaging the waist seems inexperienced, why not let me try?” Li Chisu smiled, “I am confident my technique is better.”

 

Xiao Shiqing sneered, “Prince Zhaonan is indeed skilled in this area, I naturally can’t compare.”

 

Was it his imagination? Why did it feel like Li Chisu and Xiao Shiqing were… flirting?

 

Zhao Qi calmed himself and asked, “Prince Zhaonan, when are you returning to Nanzhou?”

 

Li Chisu: “…”

 

“My birthday is over, if you have no other matters, pack up and leave soon.” Zhao Qi said sincerely, “The officials and people of Nanzhou need you.”

 

“To be honest, Your Majesty,” Li Chisu smiled, “Before I left for the capital, the civil and military officials of Nanzhou repeatedly reminded me to return with a wife.”

 

Zhao Qi, puzzled, asked, “What do you mean?”

 

Xiao Shiqing said indifferently, “He means he’s looking for a princess to marry.”

 

At this, Zhao Qi’s heart tightened. He wasn’t sure if Li Chisu had given up the idea of marrying him as the princess, so he tentatively said, “Then the officials of Nanzhou must have the same thought as me and the Empress Dowager. My younger sister, Princess Jiayan, is seventeen and unmarried…”

 

Li Chisu said, “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister summoned me here for an important matter, didn’t he?”

 

“Oh, right, right. The main business is important, I almost got sidetracked by you guys.” Zhao Qi was a bit annoyed. Look at them, three of them, one emperor, one powerful minister, and one vassal prince, instead of discussing important matters, they spent half the day talking about who had better skills—at this rate, how could the Great Jing not be destroyed?

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “Last night at the palace banquet, the first prince of Xixia left midway and disappeared; after the banquet, he was found dead behind a rockery in the Imperial Garden, bleeding from all orifices, with no other wounds on his body, indicating he was poisoned. It was heard that Prince Zhaonan was also seen alone in the Imperial Garden last night. What were you doing there?”

 

Li Chi Su calmly said, “The reason I went to the Imperial Garden was because I was invited by someone.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing raised an eyebrow slightly. “Who?”

 

Li Chi Su shook his head lightly. “I don’t know either.” He took out a note and handed it to Zhao Qi. “This is what I received at the palace banquet.”

 

Zhao Qi read the note aloud, “Please have the Prince come to the Imperial Garden for an important matter—unsigned?”

 

“Yeah, I waited for a long time in the Imperial Garden, but the person who invited me didn’t show up.”

 

Zhao Qi passed the note to Xiao Shi Qing. “Prime Minister, take a look.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing pinched the note with his fingertips, then sniffed it lightly. “I will have someone investigate this.”

 

Li Chi Su nodded. “During the brief time I was at the Imperial Garden, just two cups of tea, I didn’t see the person who invited me, nor did I see the Prince of Western Xia. However, I did see two interesting individuals.” Li Chi Su paused halfway through his words and asked Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, care to guess who they were?”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t give him any face. “I won’t guess.”

 

Li Chi Su sighed helplessly. “Your Majesty.”

 

“If you want to say it, say it,” Zhao Qi said woodenly, “I won’t force you.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing’s lips curled slightly. “Prince Huai and Rong Tang.”

 

“What?” Zhao Qi exclaimed.

 

“Prince Zhaonan saw them both in the Imperial Garden.”

 

Li Chi Su smiled. “Truly, nothing escapes the Prime Minister’s eyes.”

 

Curious, Zhao Qi asked, “How did the Prime Minister know?”

 

“At the palace banquet, they left their seats one after another, and considering their previous relationship, it’s normal for them to make private arrangements.”

 

“Does Your Majesty wish to summon Rong Tang and Prince Huai for questioning?” Li Chi Su asked.

 

Zhao Qi hesitated. “This…”

 

Xiao Shi Qing glanced at Zhao Qi and asked, “After Prince Zhaonan didn’t meet the inviter, where did he go?”

 

Li Chi Su pressed his lips together. “I can’t say, and I dare not say.”

 

Suddenly, Zhao Qi had a guess. “Please trouble Prince Zhaonan to make a trip. The Prince can go back to rest.”

 

“Alright.” Li Chi Su looked at Zhao Qi affectionately. “Your Majesty, we’ll drink together as you promised.”

 

Pointing outside the window, Zhao Qi said, “Do you see that tree outside?”

 

“I see it.”

 

“It’s cooler there. Go and wait.”

 

Teased like this, Li Chi Su laughed instead of getting angry. “Ah, if only Your Majesty were as lovely as last night more often.”

 

With that, Li Chi Su walked away, paying no heed to how displeased the two behind him looked.

 

Xiao Shi Qing seemed to be suppressing his anger, while Zhao Qi, though unaware of the reason, nervously twisted his fingers. “Brother?”

 

Xiao Shi Qing uttered a grunt. “Come here.”

 

“Brother called me over. Is… something wrong?” Survival instinct made Zhao Qi’s tone slightly coquettish. “My back hurts, and I can’t walk.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing remained silent for a moment before asking, “Why does it hurt?”

 

Because that bastard went too hard.

 

Did you think I’d actually say that?! I’m not stupid!

 

Zhao Qi thought for a moment. “Because I drank too much last night? I heard that some people’s backs hurt when they drink too much.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing looked at him with complicated emotions. “…Forget it.” He walked up to Zhao Qi. “Come.”

 

“Go where?”

 

“Back to the palace to rest.”

 

“Oh. Wait, ‘come’?”

 

Xiao Shi Qing said coldly, “You said you can’t walk.”

 

“…Yes, but can’t you carry me on your back?” Zhao Qi couldn’t understand why everyone liked to princess-carry him. Shouldn’t the normal reaction of a straight guy be to carry on the back to show off his strength?

 

Xiao Shi Qing said coldly, “No.”

 

“Oh.”

 

Zhao Qi lay on Xiao Shi Qing’s back. “Brother Prime Minister, if you’re tired, just put me down. I can walk by myself.”

 

“Not tired.”

 

“But Brother, you’re obviously walking slower than before.”

 

“Shut up.”

 

“I won’t.” Zhao Qi said, “Brother, the Hall of Government is quite far from Yonghua Palace. You’re not Changzhou. How can you carry me so far?”

 

Xiao Shi Qing stopped. “Then let him come and carry you?”

 

Zhao Qi thought it was a good idea. “Okay.”

 

Xiao Shi Qing chuckled.

 

In any case, Xiao Shi Qing carried Zhao Qi back to Haiyan Palace. After putting him down, he left without saying much. Zhao Qi scratched his head. Didn’t he just say he was going back to Yonghua Palace?

 

At night, Jiang Dehai brought supper. Seeing Zhao Qi sitting at the table with a troubled expression, he said, “The Imperial Kitchen made Emperor Xi’s favorite pig’s trotters. Please have one, Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t look at him. “Take it away, take it away, and I’m not hungry.”

 

Jiang Dehai put the pig’s trotters aside and walked over to Zhao Qi to see. “Is it Rong, Li, Xiao, He… Your Majesty, are you writing a little person?”

 

“Um, these four people went to Yonghua Palace last night. Each one of them has the suspicion of sleeping with me!” Zhao Qi stared at the four words, and hated not to stare at a hole. “Who is it, who is it! Lao Jiang, what do you think?”

 

Jiang Dehai thought, “The slave thinks it’s Prince Zhaonan.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his hands. “I don’t like your answer, you give me a change!”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “That’s the prince?”

 

Zhao Qi bowed his head. “I can’t accept this answer.”

 

Jiang Dehai smiled bitterly. “That is the General He?”

 

“Changzhou is not that kind of person.” Zhao Qi uses a pen to cross the word “He” and crosses the word, “he is my brother, he can’t come up hard.”

 

Jiang Dehai shook hands, “that is the only remaining premier.”

 

Zhao Qi said and shook his head, “he considered the future, I was a word in the puppet to make a puppet – who has seen that?”

 

The master and servant fell into silence together. Jiang Dehai said, “Could there be someone else who entered Yonghua Palace that His Majesty isn’t aware of?”

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned pale. “No, four people are already too much. If there are more, I might as well just throw myself off a cliff.”

 

Outside, Xiao Jinzi’s voice came, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is here.”

 

Why would Rong Tang come to find him so late? Remembering the kiss Rong Tang had pressed to his forehead this morning, Zhao Qi’s cheeks flushed. “Tell him I’m already asleep.”

 

Xiao Jinzi replied, “Yes.”

 

“Wait,” Zhao Qi turned over the paper with writing on it, “actually, let him in.”

 

After Rong Tang entered, Zhao Qi couldn’t seem to focus his gaze. “What are you looking for me for?”

 

“Well,” Rong Tang said, “why hasn’t Your Majesty returned to Yonghua Palace?”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t expect him to ask this right away, almost like a spot check. “I forgot.”

 

Rong Tang looked at him calmly. “Your Majesty promised me.”

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi felt overwhelmed, “but I still have matters to attend to.”

 

At this moment, Zhao Qi felt like a scoundrel, spinning lies to placate his spouse.

 

Rong Tang’s demeanor turned icy. “Is it matters, or is it someone?”

 

Zhao Qi was baffled. “Huh?”

 

Rong Tang stared into his eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you. How much longer do you want me to wait?”

 

Wide-eyed, Zhao Qi said, “Rong Tang…”

 

Zhao Qi’s astonishment softened Rong Tang’s heart. He sighed and some of the chill around him dissipated. He embraced Zhao Qi from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, and whispered softly, “Zhao Qi, don’t look at anyone else, just look at me, okay?”

 

Author’s Note: Rong Rong has finally lightened up a bit, but he’s going to turn dark again. Warning, Your Majesty, into the little black room.

 

I’ve read all the comments from yesterday. I’ve decided to take a girl’s suggestion and give the little one a name —

 

Little One: Father, why does my little brother have such a nice name and mine is so ugly? (╥╯^╰╥)

 

Qi Qi: Because your name was given by me, and your little brother’s was given by your father.

 

Little One: Then why did Father name me “Zhao Cao”? ←_←

 

Qi Qi: Because when I was pregnant with you, the word “Cao” (it means f*ck in mandarin) was on my mind the most. Hahaha.

 

Little One: Am I really Father’s biological child? (Thoughtful consideration)


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Chapter 34 – I want to buy a brain that can't remember anything for a large sum of money!

Chapter 34 – I want to buy a brain that can’t remember anything for a large sum of money!

 

After He Changzhou left, Zhao Qi once again fell into a state of isolation.

 

Last night, both He Changzhou and Rong Tang had come to Yonghua Palace. He Changzhou had just dropped him off and left, making Rong Tang the prime suspect—especially given his past record.

 

Jiang Dehai brought over a plate of cracked walnuts. “Your Majesty, have some walnuts to nourish your brain. Maybe then you’ll remember what happened last night.”

 

“Oh.” Zhao Qi stiffly stuffed the walnuts into his mouth and tried again to recall the details of the previous night. Perhaps the walnuts really did help, as a scene flashed through his mind—

 

He was lying on a man’s chest, panting heavily. The unfamiliar, strange sensation left his gaze dazed, his mind and vision completely blank.

 

The man’s hand brushed over his waist, his voice hoarse, “Do you want more?”

 

After a brief pause, Zhao Qi moved closer and kissed the man’s lips, his voice tinged with sobs, “More… I want more…”

 

The man chuckled, “Your Majesty can take it yourself.”

 

 

Zhao Qi automatically pictured Rong Tang’s face, his mind instantly flooded with blood. His face and ears turned crimson. He spat out the walnut with a “pfft,” as if he’d eaten something wild. “Take it away, take it away!”

 

He’d rather never remember what happened last night! He would pay a fortune for a brain that remembered nothing!

 

Zhao Qi was downcast for most of the day. In the evening, a maid from Ci’an Palace came with a message, saying Empress Dowager Wen invited him for dinner.

 

Zhao Qi had no appetite, but he had to accompany his mother. The moment Empress Dowager Wen saw him, she couldn’t hide her concern. “I heard that the Emperor was so drunk last night that you couldn’t even walk steadily. You know you can’t handle your liquor well, so why drink so much—what happened to your mouth?”

 

“I accidentally bit it myself,” Zhao Qi sighed. “Drinking causes trouble.” Big trouble—it had cost him his first night.

 

Empress Dowager Wen personally served him a bowl of soup, watching as he drank half of it. She then asked, “How does Your Majesty plan to handle the matter with Western Xia?”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “What matter with Western Xia?”

 

The Empress Dowager was somewhat surprised. “The crown prince of Western Xia died in the Imperial Garden after last night’s banquet—does the Emperor not know?”

 

Zhao Qi paused, holding the bowl in his hands, then shook his head blankly. “No, I didn’t know.”

 

Western Xia was a vassal state of Dajing, having submitted to Dajing when it was first founded. Although small, Western Xia was rich in resources and often sent various rare treasures as tribute. This year, for the Emperor’s longevity festival, the king of Western Xia had sent his eldest son on a long journey to the capital to extend birthday wishes. Zhao Qi had even drunk the wine the crown prince had offered at the banquet. Who would have thought that the man would die so suddenly?

 

“I thought the Emperor already knew,” the Empress Dowager said gravely. “If it were just an ordinary envoy, it would be one thing, but now it’s the crown prince of Western Xia who has died, and in the Imperial Palace no less. I’m afraid the king of Western Xia won’t let this go easily. The Prime Minister has been dealing with the envoys from Western Xia all day, but we don’t know the progress.”

 

Zhao Qi temporarily put aside his own issue of losing his virginity. “I’ll go find the Prime Minister and get a clear understanding.” Such a major event had occurred, and he, as the emperor, knew nothing about it. Normally, in any emergency, Xiao Shiqing would include him in the handling. What happened this time…

 

After leaving Ci’an Palace, Zhao Qi went directly to Qinzhen Hall. The hall was brightly lit, and outside, besides the palace guards, there were several burly men in Western Xia attire, casting subtle glances at Zhao Qi.

 

When the guards saw Zhao Qi, they were about to salute, but Zhao Qi waved them off and asked, “Is the Prime Minister inside?”

 

The Imperial Guard said, “Your Majesty, the Chancellor has been in the Hall of Diligence all day.”

 

“Oh,” Zhao Qi peeked inside, “what’s the situation in there?”

 

The Imperial Guard replied, “I do not know.”

 

Zhao Qi braced himself and walked in. Inside the hall, Xiao Shiqing sat in his usual spot, his expression cold and his aura keeping others at a distance. The envoy from Xixia stood before him, angrily ranting, “…if we don’t get an explanation today, we will not leave!”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Feel free to stay, but I won’t be accompanying you.”

 

The Xixia envoy was taken aback and hastily said, “Are you planning to abandon us here?!”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “I have wasted a whole day here with you. Do you realize how many of my matters have been delayed because of this?”

 

The Xixia envoy fumed, “What could be more important than finding the true culprit behind our Crown Prince’s murder?!”

 

Xiao Shiqing calmly said, “My matters are such that even if your Crown Prince died ten times over, they would still be more important.”

 

The Xixia envoy’s face turned red with anger as he struggled to maintain his composure, “Chancellor Xiao, our Crown Prince has always respected you greatly, even more than the Emperor of Dajing. Is this how you repay him?!”

 

“Then that is his mistake,” Xiao Shiqing said coldly. “The Emperor is the ruler, and I am his minister. If your Crown Prince cannot distinguish between the two, I wonder if Xixia even understands the principles of sovereignty.”

 

Hearing this, Zhao Qi almost choked on air. He realized Xiao Shiqing truly held double standards. To outsiders, he spoke of “principles of sovereignty,” but in private, those principles seemed non-existent. Should he be grateful for being given such face in public?

 

Seeing the Xixia envoy on the verge of exploding, Zhao Qi quickly stepped forward, hoping to play the good cop. “Oh, everyone is here.”

 

When Xiao Shiqing saw him, a strange look flashed in his eyes. He stood up and said, “Your Majesty.”

 

The Xixia envoy also made a perfunctory bow, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

 

“No need for formalities,” Zhao Qi said as he walked towards the dragon throne. As he brushed past Xiao Shiqing, he whispered, “Why didn’t you tell me about such a big matter, brother?”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him, ignoring the question, “What happened to your lips?”

 

Before he could finish asking, Zhao Qi answered, “I bit them myself.”

 

Xiao Shiqing gave a faint smile, “Is that so.”

 

“I have heard about the matter. I deeply regret the Crown Prince’s death and hope you can bear your grief,” Zhao Qi said as he sat down, feeling a sharp pain in a certain embarrassing place, causing him to hiss.

 

Xiao Shiqing frowned, “Who allowed the Emperor to come?”

 

Zhao Qi looked puzzled, “Am I not supposed to come?”

 

The Xixia envoy angrily said, “Your Majesty, our Crown Prince, such a strong and valiant man, was murdered overnight. Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?”

 

“I never said I wouldn’t,” Zhao Qi replied kindly, “Moreover, your Crown Prince died in my palace, not on the street.”

 

The Xixia envoy retorted, “Your Majesty!”

 

“Don’t be impatient,” Zhao Qi said, “I will certainly give you an explanation, but you need to give me time. Chancellor, who is investigating the case now?”

 

Xiao Shiqing answered, “The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.”

 

“Minister Chen?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi took a sip of tea, “Oh, him. Rest assured, Minister Chen is a top-notch investigator. Last time I lost a little peach at Muyang Temple, he investigated thoroughly, surprising both me and the Chancellor.”

 

The Xixia envoy was on the verge of losing it, “God, how can you compare these two cases?!”

 

Xiao Shiqing coldly said, “Watch your tone. Do you know who you’re speaking to?”

 

“It’s fine,” Zhao Qi acted as a peacemaker, “I understand your feelings, but neither the Chancellor nor I can investigate the case. So let’s wait. You take your people back to the inn, and I’ll keep an eye on the case for you. As soon as Minister Chen finds a clue, I’ll summon you to the palace—how about that?”

 

The Xixia envoy pondered, “Fine! I’ll give you three days. If you don’t find the culprit in three days, I’ll take the Crown Prince’s body back to Xixia and report everything you’ve said to our Emperor!”

 

“Isn’t three days too short? How about ten days?” Zhao Qi suggested.

 

“Five days!”

 

“Eight days?”

 

“Seven days!” The Xixia envoy shouted, “Your Majesty better not push too far! Though Xixia is a small country, we all have unyielding spirits!”

 

“Alright, seven days it is,” Zhao Qi agreed, “Escort the envoy out.”

 

The Xixia envoy snapped, “No need, I can walk myself.”

 

The Xixia envoy left in a huff, leaving Zhao Qi and Xiao Shiqing alone in the hall. Zhao Qi slumped on the dragon throne, muttering, “First day of being nineteen, and it’s already this intense. Impressive.” Now he had two cases to handle. The Xixia case could be left to the capable Minister Chen, but his own case he had to solve himself.

 

Xiao Shiqing poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhao Qi, “What other exciting things do you have to share?”

 

Zhao Qi recalled an inappropriate scene and choked on the tea, coughing violently, “Cough, cough—”

 

Xiao Shiqing smirked, “Can’t even drink tea properly.” Despite his mocking tone, he honestly reached out to pat Zhao Qi’s back.

 

Zhao Qi quickly changed the subject to clear his mind of the inappropriate thoughts, “You still haven’t answered my question.”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“I heard the Crown Prince’s body was found in the Imperial Garden last night. Why didn’t you tell me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing withdrew his hand and leisurely said, “I saw you were enduring quite a bit last night, so I thought I’d let you rest.”

 

Zhao Qi’s body stiffened—enduring quite a bit?

 

What did that mean?! Could it be that Xiao Shiqing was also at Yonghua Palace last night?

 

F*ck, how many people have actually been there? Just line up and report your numbers!

 

Xiao Shiqing watched him with interest, “What, you don’t remember?”

 

Zhao Qi stammered, “R-remember… some parts.”

 

Xiao Shiqing squinted, “Which parts?”

 

Zhao Qi felt uneasy, unable to grasp Xiao Shiqing’s intention behind this question.

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “Speak.”

 

Zhao Qi was mortified. How could he describe that scene to Xiao Shiqing in words? Just kill him already!

 

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Qi said, “When did brother Prime Minister go to Yonghua Palace, and what did you do after you went there?”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “You really don’t remember.”

 

At this moment, an attendant entered the hall to report, “Your Majesty, Prime Minister, Prince Zhaonan requests an audience.”

 

Zhao Qi, impatient, said, “What’s he here for again? Can’t he see I’m busy? Tell him I’m not seeing anyone.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi and said, “Let him in.”

 

Attendant: “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi was speechless, “Brother, Li Chisu definitely isn’t here for anything serious, why see him?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “Someone saw Prince Zhaonan in the Imperial Garden last night. I called him here for questioning.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…Fine.”

 

The attendant led Li Chisu into the hall. Li Chisu met Zhao Qi’s disdainful gaze and smiled, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

 

One had to admit, Li Chisu was indeed good-looking. When he smiled, his eyes seemed to hold affection, and if one wasn’t careful, they could easily get lost in his charming eyes.

 

However, in Zhao Qi’s eyes, no matter how good-looking Li Chisu was, it was useless. Even though he knew Li Chisu’s flirtatious behavior was a façade, why couldn’t he pretend to be an idiot or act impotent like Prince Huai? It must be in his nature to be a flirt. As a fellow man, Zhao Qi despised people like him the most.

 

Zhao Qi said coldly, “At ease.”

 

Li Chisu said, “Your Majesty seems to be in a bad mood.”

 

“Isn’t that obvious,” Zhao Qi said, “with such a big incident, how could I be in a good mood?”

 

Li Chisu: “Oh? I thought Your Majesty was angry with me. Seems that’s not the case.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said sternly, “What have you done this time that would make the Emperor angry with you?”

 

Li Chisu smiled, “If His Majesty doesn’t say, how dare I speak.”


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Chapter 33 – My head can’t stand this torture

Chapter 33 – My head can’t stand this torture

 

Zhao Qi came out of the bath feeling much more comfortable, and his expression had shifted from “life is not worth living” to “I will have my revenge.” However, his eyes were still red, and his voice had a nasal quality to it, making him seem somewhat pitiful.

 

He dismissed everyone except for Jiang Dehai. The two of them closed the doors and windows tightly, attempting to think seriously and analyze calmly to find the real culprit.

 

“Who brought me back last night?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

Zhao Qi’s hair was still wet. As Jiang Dehai helped him dry it, he replied, “Your Majesty, I don’t know.”

 

“Don’t know?” Zhao Qi questioned loudly, “You are my head eunuch, and you say you don’t know?”

 

Jiang Dehai smiled bitterly, “Your Majesty has been staying in Haiyan Hall recently. All the servants attending to you have been there. Last night, we waited and waited but couldn’t find you. After searching everywhere, we finally found you in Yonghua Palace.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned and gradually remembered. He had promised Rong Tang to stay in Yonghua Palace but forgot to inform Jiang Dehai. “What was I doing when you found me?”

 

“Your Majesty was sleeping. Seeing you sleep so soundly, I didn’t dare to wake you.”

 

Last night was so chaotic for him; sleeping soundly must have been something that happened in the early hours. This meant that when Jiang Dehai found him, he had already… already been defiled by that scoundrel!

 

The thought of this made Zhao Qi breathless. He took a deep breath and asked, “What time did you find me?”

 

Jiang Dehai recalled, “Just past the hour of the ox. Your Majesty, should we summon the eunuchs and maids of Yonghua Palace for questioning? They might know who brought you back.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded, “Find someone tight-lipped.”

 

“At once, Your Majesty.”

 

Soon, Jiang Dehai brought a eunuch named Xiao Jinzi, known for his discretion, hence his name.

 

Xiao Jinzi knelt before Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, before yesterday’s banquet, Young Master Rong told us that today is the grand celebration of your birthday, so we didn’t need to be on duty. We didn’t know you would come, so we returned to our quarters early to rest.”

 

Zhao Qi glared at him, “So you don’t know who brought me back either?”

 

Xiao Jinzi nodded, “No, Your Majesty.”

 

Jiang Dehai suspected, “Your Majesty, why would Young Master Rong send away all the eunuchs and maids? Could there be something fishy about it?”

 

Xiao Jinzi said, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong has always preferred quiet. Not just last night, he often orders us to leave him alone.”

 

Jiang Dehai suggested, “Your Majesty, should I summon Young Master Rong for questioning?”

 

Zhao Qi raised his hand, “Wait, let me think.”

 

All the eunuchs and maids of Yonghua Palace were absent last night, and he remembered that Rong Tang had left the banquet early. If Rong Tang returned to Yonghua Palace after him, then there would have been a period when only he and that scoundrel were there. If Rong Tang returned before him, he should know who brought him back and might have seen something. There was also a possibility that Rong Tang was…

 

!!! Stop thinking, Zhao Qi! What are you thinking?! Rong Tang, how could he! He’s an aloof immortal lord, he wouldn’t roll in bed with a mortal, let alone press you down and order you to spread your legs!

 

However, another voice in Zhao Qi’s head reminded him: Dear, remember, he did force you a few times before.

 

 

Ahhh, this is too confusing! His brain couldn’t handle this kind of torment!

 

Xiao Jinzi, seeing the pained expression on the emperor’s face, timidly said, “Your Majesty, I have a suggestion, if I may?”

 

“Speak.”

 

“Why not ask those who attended the banquet? They should know who brought Your Majesty back.”

 

Zhao Qi and Jiang Dehai exchanged a glance: Right, why didn’t they think of that!

 

Jiang Dehai took the initiative, “Your Majesty, I’ll go inquire right away.”

 

As soon as Jiang Dehai left, Rong Tang arrived. Zhao Qi felt like he was facing a great enemy and had no idea how to confront him. Instinctively, he rushed to the bed, preparing to play dead.

 

Unfortunately, his waist couldn’t handle such a sudden movement. When Rong Tang entered, he saw Zhao Qi kneeling by the bed, one hand on his waist, grimacing in pain.

 

Rong Tang: “…What happened?”

 

Zhao Qi, gritting his teeth through the pain, forced a smile, “I twisted it accidentally.”

 

Rong Tang walked over, looking down at him for a moment, then bent down and picked him up.

 

Zhao Qi: !!!

 

Rong Tang was probably not good at this kind of thing, as he wobbled a bit while lifting Zhao Qi, making Zhao Qi instinctively wrap his arms around Rong Tang’s neck.

 

The faint scent of medicine surrounded him, and Zhao Qi felt bewildered and shocked.

 

Rong Tang’s body had recovered so well that he could carry him in a princess hold.

 

Rong Tang placed Zhao Qi gently on the bed, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Qi’s lips, “Last night…”

 

Zhao Qi clutched the quilt tightly, his heart racing.

 

What about last night? Nothing happened last night! Hurry up and tell me you don’t know anything, hurry!

 

Rong Tang seemed uncomfortable, pausing for a long while before saying, “Thank you for your hard work last night.”

 

“…”

 

Zhao Qi’s vision darkened, his head buzzing.

 

Why was he thanking him? How did he know he worked hard? What did he do to him?!

 

Zhao Qi screamed internally, but couldn’t say a word, just staring blankly at Rong Tang.

 

Seeing his stunned expression, Rong Tang suddenly smiled.

 

That smile melted all his coldness. “I understand everything.”

 

Zhao Qi was full of question marks—what did he understand?!

 

Lying on the bed, Zhao Qi watched as Rong Tang sat beside him. Their positions were now reversed from before. The scene felt unfamiliar, and the Rong Tang before him also seemed different.

 

Rong Tang looked at him for a long time, then reached out and stroked Zhao Qi’s cheek before leaning in.

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes widened. What was he doing?! Was he going to kiss him again? Wait, why again?!

 

While Zhao Qi’s thoughts were running wild, Rong Tang’s face was only inches away, becoming a blurry close-up.

 

Rong Tang’s slightly cool lips pressed a kiss on his forehead, and he smiled contentedly at Zhao Qi’s lack of resistance, “Come home with me.”

 

Zhao Qi’s mind went blank, “—What?”

 

“You said you’d release me from the palace.”

 

“Y-yes.” Zhao Qi tried to stay calm, “When do you want to leave?”

 

“That depends on you.”

 

Zhao Qi still didn’t understand what Rong Tang was talking about.

 

“Think of it as a disguised tour?” Rong Tang stood up, looking out the window, “I haven’t been home since I came to the capital with my father at eight. It’s been ten years.”

 

Only then did Zhao Qi realize Rong Tang meant going back to his family home in Cangzhou, where his family currently resided. “This…”

 

Rong Tang looked down at him, “You promised to listen to me in everything. Does Your Majesty intend to break his word?”

 

“No…”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly, “Then I’ll wait for your message. Rest well, Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi called out, “Wait.”

 

“Yes?”

 

Zhao Qi frowned. What should he do, ask directly? Did you sleep with me last night?

 

That would be too embarrassing! And if it wasn’t Rong Tang, wouldn’t that expose that someone else had slept with him?!

 

Zhao Qi hesitated for a long time, unable to say anything, and finally gave up, “Nothing, you can go.”

 

After Rong Tang left, Zhao Qi lay on the bed, feeling utterly defeated.

 

He had a strong suspicion that the scoundrel was Rong Tang. He replayed the scene in his head: last night, he was dead drunk, went to Yonghua Palace to pester Rong Tang, and when Rong Tang got fed up, he…

 

Zhao Qi silently curled up under the covers. It wasn’t the first time he’d gotten drunk, but he didn’t know he had a habit of getting aroused when drunk. If it was really Rong Tang, should he castrate him?

 

As he was in deep distress, Jiang Dehai returned, “Your Majesty, I found out that it was General He who brought you back last night.”

 

Hearing this, Zhao Qi felt even more despair. He and He Changzhou had a pure, straight male friendship. He was confident that even if he danced naked in front of He Changzhou, nothing would happen. So, it was Rong Tang after all.

 

Zhao Qi said in frustration, “I see.”

 

“Your Majesty, I have invited General He. Do you want to see him?”

 

Zhao Qi replied indifferently, “Fine.”

 

He Changzhou entered and greeted Zhao Qi properly, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

 

“Oh, you may rise.”

 

He Changzhou stood up, and when he met Zhao Qi’s gaze, his face turned red in an instant.

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

What’s this sudden development? Why are you blushing out of nowhere?

 

“You…”

 

“Your Majesty…”

 

They both spoke at the same time. He Changzhou pressed his lips together and said, “Your Majesty, you go first—wait, what happened to your mouth?”

 

Zhao Qi touched the wound at the corner of his mouth and suddenly realized something. Rong Tang hadn’t asked about his lips earlier. Did Rong Tang not notice, or was he the one who caused it?

 

He Changzhou squinted, “Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi made up an excuse, “I accidentally bit it. Let’s not talk about this. You brought me back last night?”

 

A flash of guilt appeared in He Changzhou’s eyes, but he maintained his usual cheerful smile, “Yes, Your Majesty. Have you gained weight recently? It seems no one else can carry you but me.”

 

“Nonsense, I’ve lost weight recently—wait, you’re distracting me. Why did you take me back to Yonghua Palace?”

 

“Huh?” He Changzhou looked puzzled, “Didn’t Your Majesty say you wanted to go back there yourself?”

 

Zhao Qi blinked, “Did I? I don’t remember.”

 

“Your Majesty did drink a lot last night. It’s normal not to remember.” He Changzhou asked casually, “So, does Your Majesty not remember what happened afterward either?”

 

Indeed, Zhao Qi couldn’t remember, but his body told him everything. “After you brought me back, what did you do?”

 

“What did I do…” He Changzhou’s face turned even redder. “I didn’t do anything. I just put Your Majesty on the bed and then left. I didn’t come back!”

 

Zhao Qi trusted his brother but couldn’t help teasing, “What’s with you today? Why are you blushing so much?”

 

He Changzhou cleared his throat, “It’s a bit hot today.”

 

Zhao Qi looked at him suspiciously for a moment, “Alright, never mind, you may leave.”

 

“Okay.” He Changzhou breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave. At the door, he looked back, “Your Majesty.”

 

“Yes? Anything else?”

 

He Changzhou hesitated, “Does it hurt?”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t catch what he said, “What?”

 

He Changzhou quickly said, “Nothing, nothing. I’m leaving.”


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 32 – I must find that man and castrate him!

Chapter 32 – I must find that man and castrate him!

 

Zhao Qi was becoming increasingly dazed, his mind feeling like it was burning with something, thick smoke billowing, crackling sounds echoing. His vision gradually blurred, and the sounds around him seemed to come from another dimension, like a breeze passing by. He clearly heard and understood what others were saying, but the next moment, he forgot everything.

 

In this strange sensation, his sense of touch and smell became sharper.

 

He felt himself being carried horizontally. The person carrying him had a familiar and pleasant scent of fragrant grass. They walked steadily without any signs of strain. However, Zhao Qi felt extremely uncomfortable, though he couldn’t pinpoint why. His throat was dry, he was hot and thirsty, and the new dragon robe he was wearing seemed too tight, sticking to his skin and making it hard for him to breathe.

 

“Don’t carry me.”

 

The person lowered their head, “Hmm?”

 

Zhao Qi struggled to express his thoughts, “Don’t carry me, carry me on your back.” Perhaps a change in position would make him feel better.

 

The person chuckled softly, “Alright, let’s switch to carrying you on my back.”

 

Then Zhao Qi was lifted onto their back. The person’s back was broad, and Zhao Qi wrapped his arms around their neck. With his upper body upright, his breathing difficulties eased somewhat. He felt much better, closed his eyes, and rested his cheek on the person’s shoulder.

 

“Is His Majesty returning to the Haiyan Palace?”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, vaguely remembering that he had promised someone to stay in Yonghua Palace tonight. “Yonghua Palace,” he murmured, “I want to go to Yonghua Palace.” After speaking, the last string of clarity in his mind snapped.

 

When he woke up again, Zhao Qi found himself lying on a large bed. He rolled over several times but didn’t fall off. Opening his eyes in a daze, he saw nothing but a bright yellow hue. A clear thought suddenly flashed in his mind—he was lying on the dragon bed in Yonghua Palace.

 

But Zhao Qi’s clarity lasted only a moment. Soon, the nameless fire inside him flared up again, more fiercely than before he fell asleep; his head was dizzy, and the world seemed to spin.

 

A figure walked into his vision. “Your face is so red, are you that drunk?”

 

The person reached out and touched Zhao Qi’s forehead. Zhao Qi shrank back as if burned, trying to avoid the touch.

 

“You…” The person withdrew their hand, seemingly a bit unwilling, “I’ll go find the imperial physician.”

 

Zhao Qi instinctively grabbed their clothes, “Don’t go! Don’t, don’t leave me alone…”

 

The person’s body noticeably stiffened.

 

Zhao Qi, struggling to remove his dragon robe, muttered weakly, “It’s so hot, why is it so hot, can we turn on the air conditioner…” He pleaded, “Help me, help me take it off.”

 

The person didn’t move for a long time.

 

Seeing no help coming, Zhao Qi had to try on his own, but after struggling for a while, he couldn’t find the buttons. When he spoke again, his voice was tinged with tears, “Call 120, call 120, I’m going to die! No, I’m going to burn to death—”

 

Hearing his delirious words, the person finally realized he was truly in distress. They made up their mind and reached out to him again.

 

Zhao Qi thought he would be relieved, but unexpectedly, the person just tugged at his dragon robe, exposing his shoulder to the air, followed by a sudden pain—

 

In that pain, Zhao Qi blacked out again.

 

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a voice with a hint of amusement, “Do you really want me to help you?”

 

Zhao Qi’s throat was terribly dry, and he couldn’t say a word.

 

“But I’ve never taken off a dragon robe,” the person said with interest, “Can Your Majesty teach me?”

 

“No teaching? Then I’ll have to do it slowly. After all, you brought this upon yourself, you can’t blame me.”

 

“Your scent, this is…”

 

The dragon robe was removed piece by piece, leaving only an inner garment. But Zhao Qi’s body temperature did not decrease at all. He was so uncomfortable that he rolled around on the bed until a pair of icy hands grabbed his face, almost roughly, and asked, “Look carefully, who am I?”

 

Zhao Qi winced from the pain, struggling weakly. He couldn’t see anything clearly, only a blurry figure, but he remembered the scent of this person and stammered, “You, you are…”

 

Hearing his answer, the person smiled and pressed a finger to Zhao Qi’s lips, “This time, you can’t escape.”

 

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi opened his eyes again, his vision filled with vibrant colors, as if he were in a dream.

 

“Did you let him touch you just now?”

 

Unintentionally, Zhao Qi saw a pair of eyes—deep as a pool, revealing no emotion. He didn’t understand what the man was asking, only instinctively shook his head, then crawled to the man’s side and hugged him.

 

The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, showing no reaction, only his Adam’s apple bobbed gently. He pried Zhao Qi off himself, “Something happened, I must handle it, you…”

 

Zhao Qi lay alone on the bed.

 

Gone, they were all gone… What should he do!

 

Zhao Qi’s patience had reached its limit, but no matter how he shouted, no one answered him.

 

Just as Zhao Qi was about to collapse, someone returned and held him in their arms.

 

The last piece of clothing on his body was removed, and he heard a voice, “Your Majesty, your legs.”

 

Zhao Qi, in a daze, felt like he was dreaming, “Hmm?”

 

“Spread them.”

 

The moon was bright and the stars sparse, the candlelight flickering. The thin veil swayed and was pulled down by a hand, falling to the ground.

 

The day after the Longevity Festival was traditionally a day off from court. The nobles and ministers at the palace banquet, if they drank too much, could stay overnight in the palace. The Longevity Palace had dozens of rooms prepared for this purpose. The civil officials remained dignified, not indulging too much; the military officers, on the other hand, drank heartily, and if they got drunk, lay down wherever they pleased, impossible to be moved.

 

So at the time court should have been in session, the hungover ministers gradually woke up, drank the prepared hangover tea, supported each other out of the palace, chatting and laughing all the way, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

 

Unfortunately, the equally hungover emperor was not in such a good mood.

 

Hearing rustling sounds from the bed, Jiang Dehai walked over lightly, “Your Majesty?”

 

“…”

 

“Your Majesty, are you awake?”

 

“…”

 

Jiang Dehai found it strange, there was clearly some noise inside. “Your Majesty, you drank too much last night. Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the imperial physician?”

 

“…”

 

“Your Majesty?” Jiang Dehai couldn’t help but carefully pull back the bed curtains, only to see the young emperor sitting on the bed in a daze, with a cut on his slightly parted lips. The quilt had slipped off, exposing his delicate collarbones, which were covered with deep and shallow marks.

 

Jiang Dehai was shocked, trembling as he spoke, “Your, Your Majesty… what happened to you…”

 

Zhao Qi turned his head very slowly, “I think… I was… taken advantage of.” After saying this, he gasped for air and fell back onto the bed.

 

Jiang Dehai rushed forward to check on him, “Your Majesty, hang in there! Someone, call the imperial physician, quickly call the imperial physician!”

 

Although Zhao Qi hadn’t really fainted, his waist hurt so much that even a slight movement made him gasp. Apart from his waist, his whole body ached, especially in a certain unspeakable place…

 

Gritting his teeth, trembling all over, Zhao Qi’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, “Who was it!”

 

Jiang Dehai was heartbroken, “Your Majesty!”

“Which reckless fool dared to take advantage of me? I will… I will…” Zhao Qi couldn’t finish his sentence as a muscle in his waist was pulled, causing him to cry out in pain. He thumped his chest and lay on the bed, wailing, “You can’t treat me like this, I’m still just a child, waah… I’m tainted, waah…”

 

Jiang Dehai wiped his tears, “Your Majesty, please look on the bright side…”

 

Zhao Qi clutched the quilt and cried loudly, “How can you expect me to look on the bright side if it happened to you? It’s easy to talk when you’re not the one suffering! Go away, let me cry for a while!”

 

Jiang Dehai tried again, “Your Majesty, you should really let the imperial physician take a look.”

 

“No, no, no! If anyone finds out about this, how can I face them!” Zhao Qi sobbed and hiccupped, “Don’t stop me, I want to go out in the rain, let the rain wash away the filth on me!”

 

Jiang Dehai glanced out the window to see the sun shining brightly and a cloudless sky.

 

Zhao Qi also felt it was shameful for a grown man to cry like this. But as the saying goes, men don’t cry easily, it’s just that they haven’t been hurt deeply enough. If being violated isn’t deep enough, then what is? Getting pregnant? So, crying over this wasn’t shameful. Anyone in his position would cry, and those with less mental fortitude might even bash their heads in.

 

Jiang Dehai didn’t dare call the imperial physician, nor did he leave; he stayed by Zhao Qi’s side. When Zhao Qi’s crying subsided, Jiang Dehai handed him a warm cloth and suggested, “If Your Majesty doesn’t want to see the physician, how about taking a hot bath to check for any injuries?”

 

Zhao Qi, eyes red and face full of despair, agreed, “Fine.”

 

Zhao Qi never allowed anyone to assist him during his baths, and today was no exception. Jiang Dehai waited outside, feeling uneasy, and asked, “Your Majesty, are you sure you’ll be alright on your own?”

 

Zhao Qi mumbled an affirmation, trembling as he removed his newly donned clothes and stepped into the bath.

 

In fact, aside from the temporary marks that wouldn’t go away, there was nothing else on his body. That… that incredibly infuriating bastard must have cleaned him up, so when he woke, he was relatively fresh and unhurt.

 

Sitting in the water, Zhao Qi tried to recall the events of the previous night. His complete memory stopped at He Changzhou toasting him. After that, he could only remember fragments, like familiar scents coming and going, the dragon robe he couldn’t take off, the pain in his shoulder, and the intense pain of being… during that moment.

 

He looked down at his shoulder and saw a faint bite mark.

 

This was why he was furious but hadn’t lost all reason. He vaguely realized that what happened last night seemed to be initiated by him.

 

He had pulled that bastard, preventing him from leaving, asking him to help undress; when the bastard told him to assume various positions, he complied.

 

But! That doesn’t excuse the bastard from surviving!

 

Fine, even if he initiated it, couldn’t that person push him away? Knowing he was drunk and not in his right mind, why comply so obediently? Would defying an order once kill him?

 

Oh, defying an order was indeed a capital offense.

 

… What a mess. No matter who started it, anyone daring to take advantage of him would not have a good end!

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes turned dark and sinister, his fists clenched tightly under the water.

 

Unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable. I will find that person and have them castrated!


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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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 31 – It’s my birthday

Chapter 31 – It’s my birthday

 

Zhao Qi returned to the Haiyan Hall, where a eunuch immediately brought warm water for him to wash his hands. Noticing that the eunuch holding the basin kept sneaking glances at him, Zhao Qi asked, “Is there something on my face?”

 

The young eunuch quickly lowered his eyes, “Your Majesty, your divine appearance and profound blessings are such that this servant can’t help but look a few more times to gain some fortune.”

 

Zhao Qi touched his chin in front of the mirror, “I do look quite divine, hahahaha, hic!”

 

After Zhao Qi finished washing his hands, the young eunuch withdrew with the water basin and then slipped out of Haiyan Hall when no one was looking.

 

Outside Mingcui Palace, a palace maid named Fu Die was pacing anxiously. When she saw the young eunuch approaching, she hurriedly greeted him like he was her savior, “Xiao Xiazi, you’re finally here!”

 

Xiao Xiazi whispered, “What’s going on? Why did the Emperor return to the palace unscathed?!”

 

Fu Die replied, “I don’t know either! My lord clearly followed your instructions and took the Chang Xiangsi that can make men pregnant, and then put the second dose into the cakes for the Emperor. But the Emperor showed no reaction. Instead, my lord fell ill upon returning, with a high fever that won’t subside, and…” She blushed, “He tried to do that with me. Luckily, I ran away quickly, or I would have been caught red-handed by the Emperor!”

 

Xiao Xiazi murmured, “This shouldn’t be happening…”

 

Fu Die said, “Whatever the case, my lord is still ill. What should we do—call the Imperial Physician?”

 

Xiao Xiazi exclaimed, “No way! If the Imperial Physician finds out, won’t it be obvious that the medicine was stolen by you?!”

 

Fu Die’s eyes welled up with tears, “Then what should we do?”

 

“What can we do,” Xiao Xiazi said impatiently, “Just endure it, it’ll pass.”

 

Fu Die sobbed, “We shouldn’t have taken such dubious medicine. Now we’re in trouble, let alone producing a dragon heir…”

 

Xiao Xiazi snapped, “Crying won’t solve anything! Go back and take care of your lord. I sneaked out; if I don’t return soon, it’ll arouse suspicion.”

 

Mingcui Palace was in turmoil all night, but it didn’t attract much attention. After all, Jiang Bao’er was just an unfavored male consort without a proper title. The entire palace was busy preparing for the Emperor’s longevity festival; who had the time to care about his life or death?

 

By April, the weather had completely warmed up. After lying in bed for half a month, Rong Tang’s health had visibly improved, and his face had regained some color. Although Zhao Qi didn’t visit him, he inquired about his condition daily. Upon learning that Rong Tang could now get out of bed and walk around, he ate half a bowl more of rice to celebrate.

 

The day before the longevity festival, the Ministry of Rites sent over a new court robe for Zhao Qi to try on, assisted by Jiang Dehai. The bright yellow dragon robe symbolized supreme nobility, with nine majestic dragons vividly embroidered. However, once Zhao Qi wore it, it only made his skin look paler without adding much effect.

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t help but sigh, “I still lack some imperial dignity. I think the Prime Minister’s official robe looks more imposing than my dragon robe. Maybe I should have the dragon robe made in black in the future.”

 

Jiang Dehai laughed, “Your Majesty, anyone can wear black, but only you can wear bright yellow.”

 

Zhao Qi casually remarked, “Only I can wear bright yellow, but many people can take it off.” Referring to Jiang Dehai and the other eunuchs who served him personally.

 

Jiang Dehai was taken aback, then responded, “Indeed, in the future, when the Emperor has three thousand beauties in the harem, it won’t be my turn to take off the dragon robe for you.”

 

Zhao Qi imagined returning from court to a beautiful, fair-skinned empress helping him out of his dragon robe—ah, the simple happiness of a man.

 

Soon, a palace maid named Jin Ning, who served Rong Tang, walked in. Zhao Qi was quite surprised to see her, “Is Rong Tang sick again?”

 

Jin Ning shook her head, “Your Majesty, the young master wishes to see you.”

 

After many days, Zhao Qi stepped into his bedchamber again. Yonghua Palace, the residence of the Emperor, had the best location and furnishings, second only to Cian Palace, making it ideal for recuperation.

 

Rong Tang, still dressed in snow-white robes, looked ethereal and otherworldly despite his thinner frame.

 

Zhao Qi looked at him, finding it hard to believe that this celestial-like figure was the same person who had been sick and vomiting blood before.

 

Rong Tang gazed at him quietly, eyes slightly lowered, and after a long while, he called out softly, “Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi responded with a “hmm” and, searching for words, said, “You’ve lost weight.” He regretted it immediately. Of course, he had lost weight after being sick for so long.

 

Rong Tang said, “Your Majesty will turn nineteen tomorrow.”

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi smiled, “I remember you are a year younger than me, so you are eighteen now.”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly, “The birthday gift is on the table. Your Majesty can take it.”

 

Zhao Qi was stunned—Rong Tang had prepared a birthday gift for him? Really?

 

“Does Your Majesty not want it?”

 

Zhao Qi snapped back to reality, “Of course, I want it!” He quickly walked to the table and saw a long, rectangular box, “Is it a painting?”

 

Rong Tang nodded lightly.

 

Zhao Qi asked eagerly, “Did you paint it?”

 

Rong Tang averted his gaze, “Yes.”

 

As a talented scholar, Rong Tang was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Zhao Qi had seen his calligraphy but had never admired his paintings. He immediately wanted to open it, “What did you paint?”

 

Rong Tang said, “Your Majesty can look at it later.”

 

Zhao Qi stopped himself, smiling, “Alright.”

 

Zhao Qi was genuinely happy. He had thought Rong Tang wanted to argue with him but was pleasantly surprised that he spoke calmly and even gave him a gift. Although Zhao Qi still couldn’t guess Rong Tang’s thoughts or understand his change in attitude, he was content as long as Rong Tang could let go of past grudges and recover his health.

 

Holding the long box, Zhao Qi asked, “Do you want to attend the longevity festival banquet tomorrow? I’ve kept a seat for you.”

 

Rong Tang was silent for a moment, “Does Your Majesty want me to go?”

 

Zhao Qi replied without hesitation, “Yes.”

 

Rong Tang smiled faintly, “Alright.” After a pause, he added, “When will Your Majesty move back?”

 

“No rush,” Zhao Qi said, “We’ll talk about it when you’re fully recovered.”

 

Rong Tang looked at him, “Move back.”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled, “Huh?”

 

“You said you would give me whatever I wanted.”

 

“I did say that. But…”

 

Rong Tang interrupted, “I don’t like you living in Haiyan Hall. Move back tomorrow.”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t understand Rong Tang’s insistence on this matter. But since he had been staying at Haiyan Hall for a while and Rong Tang was almost recovered, it made sense for him to move back to his own chamber.

 

“Alright.” Zhao Qi agreed readily, “Do you have anything else you want? Just say it, don’t be shy.”

 

Rong Tang said slowly, “No rush, there’s plenty of time.”

 

“Oh, then… I’ll take my leave?”

 

“Take care, Your Majesty.”

 

Holding the painting, Zhao Qi walked to the door, then turned back to Rong Tang and said, “Rong Tang, I’m really glad you could move on.”

 

Rong Tang remained silent. He indeed had moved on.

 

Whether out of guilt or strategy, as long as he could keep the person by his side, it was enough.

 

Back at Haiyan Hall, Zhao Qi opened Rong Tang’s gift—a painting of a blooming peach blossom, pink and white, radiant and charming, with a “Rong” character in the bottom right corner. Zhao Qi couldn’t find the words to praise it and simply said, “Awesome! Old Jiang, have this painting framed. I want to hang it on the wall!”

 

On the day of the longevity festival, Zhao Qi got up early. According to custom, he had to first pay respects to the Empress Dowager and then lead the royal family to the Ancestral Temple for a sacrificial ceremony.

 

When leaving Haiyan Hall, it was still dark. Zhao Qi glanced at the hall opposite, “Is the Prime Minister still asleep?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister returned to his residence last night. He will enter the palace with the civil and military officials today.”

 

At Cian Palace, Zhao Qi performed the grand ceremony for the Empress Dowager.

 

The son’s birthday is a mother’s day of suffering. With everything that had happened recently, the Empress Dowager felt deeply moved seeing Zhao Qi respectfully bowing to her. She personally helped him up, her fingers brushing over his lively eyebrows, and smiled, “Xier has really grown up.”

 

Zhao Qi sighed, “I wish I could grow a bit taller.” His height was really worrisome; even Jiang Bao’er was slightly taller than him.

 

The Empress Dowager laughed, “You’ve aged a year, but you still have a child’s heart. I must quickly find you an Empress. Once you have a prince, you’ll become more mature.”

 

Zhao Qi felt exasperated: Ah, here we go again.

 

The topic of the Empress and the prince accompanied Zhao Qi through breakfast. The royal family members within three degrees of kinship had been waiting at the front hall of the Ancestral Temple for some time. Leading them were Zhao Qi’s several uncles, and behind them was Zhao Qi’s only full brother. Zhao Tong was still the same as the last time Zhao Qi saw him—quiet, humble, and graceful, always wearing a gentle smile that endeared him to everyone.

 

Zhao Qi glanced at him a few more times, then turned and walked into the Ancestral Temple.

 

The sacrificial ceremony was lengthy and cumbersome, lasting several hours. Finally, it was over, and Zhao Qi had to summon the civil and military officials to issue a decree of general amnesty. It wasn’t until the evening banquet that he had a chance to eat something.

 

The banquet was held in the Wanshou Palace, where the royal family, civil and military officials celebrated together. The only person with a special status was Rong Tang, who sat with the civil officials. He wore his regular clothes, sitting alone at a table, expressionless.

 

The newly appointed top scholar was displeased, “Isn’t this person the emperor’s favorite? Even if he has to attend, he should be with the empress dowager and the rest of the harem. Why is he here with us?”

 

“The emperor must have his reasons for doing so,” the third-place scholar, Xu Qiu, said indifferently. “Speaking of which, Young Master Rong is exceptionally talented. I’ve admired him for many years. If I have the chance today, I definitely want to share a drink with him!”

 

Their conversation drifted into Rong Tang’s ears, but he remained unmoved. Someone approached him and asked, “May I sit here?”

 

Rong Tang looked up and met the person’s eyes. “Prince Huai, please go ahead.”

 

Sitting in the highest seat, Zhao Qi observed the scene and felt a bit unhappy. What was Prince Huai trying to do? Was he still trying to recruit Rong Tang even though Rong Tang had already expressed his unwillingness?

 

“Your Majesty,” Li Chisu walked forward with a wine cup in his hand, his peach blossom eyes filled with a smile, “I toast to Your Majesty’s long life and prosperity.”

 

In the presence of Empress Dowager Wen and others, Zhao Qi couldn’t refuse. He picked up his wine cup, gestured towards Li Chisu, and drank half of it.

 

After toasting, Li Chisu presented his gift, “Your Majesty, twenty years ago, my father and I hid a jar of peach blossom wine in the palace’s peach grove. I retrieved it during my last visit to the palace and now present it to Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi found it odd. Others’ gifts were either priceless or extremely rare, but what was the significance of this aged wine?

 

Though Zhao Qi didn’t understand, the Empress Dowager and Xiao Shiqing, who sat beside him, understood clearly. “Twenty years ago, during the reign of Emperor Gaozu, I was just the crown princess and often saw Emperor Gaozu and the old Prince Zhaonan sparring and discussing ancient topics in the palace, closer than blood brothers,” Empress Dowager Wen explained.

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded, “Prince Zhaonan’s gift of this wine shows his sincerity.”

 

Hearing their words, Zhao Qi understood that Li Chisu was using this wine to remind them of the friendship between Emperor Gaozu and the old Prince Zhaonan.

 

“I am humbled,” Li Chisu said with a smile, looking at Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, today you haven’t grown a beard, have you?”

 

Feigning a cough, Zhao Qi changed the subject, “Prince Zhaonan, enjoy your food and drink, and don’t stand on ceremony with me.”

 

Li Chisu smiled, “Of course.”

 

Returning to his seat, Li Chisu suddenly found a note under his plate. He looked around, quickly scanned the note’s contents, and left his seat.

 

Later, Empress Dowager Wen, feeling tired, returned to Cian Palace. Gradually, many others came to toast Zhao Qi, including high-ranking ministers and envoys from allied countries. Each toast required Zhao Qi to show some courtesy. After several rounds of drinks, Zhao Qi was slightly drunk and didn’t notice when Rong Tang left early. By the time He Changzhou arrived, Zhao Qi was already quite tipsy.

 

“Your Majesty, I toast to you as well. I hope Your Majesty will favor me more in the future?”

 

Under the influence of alcohol, Zhao Qi spoke freely, “What is our relationship! One cup is not enough, at least three!”

 

He Changzhou laughed, “That’s what Your Majesty said. Someone, bring more wine!”

 

“Your Majesty,” Xiao Shiqing frowned, “you cannot handle your liquor. Do not overindulge.”

 

“It’s fine,” Zhao Qi’s voice had softened, “It’s my birthday, why can’t I get drunk once.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, unwilling to argue further, directly took the wine cup from Zhao Qi’s hand, “Your Majesty is already drunk.”

 

“Give it back to me, the cup…”

 

Zhao Qi lunged forward to grab the cup, but Xiao Shiqing blocked him with one hand around his waist. “Jiang Dehai, take the emperor back to his palace.”

 

Suddenly, Zhao Qi shouted, “Xiao Shiqing!”

 

The surrounding area fell silent.

 

Perhaps the alcohol was too strong, Zhao Qi felt an unbearable heat throughout his body. He squinted at Xiao Shiqing for a moment, then leaned uncontrollably against him. “Prime Minister brother…”

 

Xiao Shiqing steadied him, “Hmm?”

 

“Everyone else has given me gifts, where’s yours?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyes flickered, and his voice was as gentle as if coaxing a child, “Your gift will be given to you later.”

 

“Alright…” Zhao Qi obediently agreed and closed his eyes.

 

Jiang Dehai looked at Zhao Qi, “Is His Majesty asleep?”

 

Xiao Shiqing, “Yes, I’ll carry him back.”

 

“Prime Minister Xiao,” He Changzhou pointed below, “The palace banquet is not yet over, the officials have not finished celebrating, and both the Empress Dowager and the Emperor have left. As the head of the officials, you should stay here to preside. As for the Emperor, I can carry him back to the palace. After all, it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done so.”


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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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 30 – How can the flowers at home be as attractive as the ones in the wild? (Part 2)

Chapter 30 – How can the flowers at home be as attractive as the ones in the wild? (Part 2)

 

Zhao Qi returned to the side room, and Zhao Qiao came forward, handing him a cup of tea. “Your Majesty, how is the situation?”

 

Zhao Qi took a big gulp of tea and said, “It’s done.”

 

Zhao Qiao was overjoyed, “Really?”

 

“Of course not!” Zhao Qi said, gripping the cup tightly. “What a terrible idea you came up with. It was useless and even made me get harassed by that scoundrel for no reason!”

 

Zhao Qiao was astonished, “That… that shouldn’t be the case!”

 

Zhao Qi took the handkerchief handed to him by a maid and began to vigorously rub his face, muttering, “I shouldn’t have wasted my time coming to your place to listen to your nonsense.”

 

Zhao Qiao trembled with fear, “Your Majesty, this humble servant didn’t expect this either. I genuinely wanted to help alleviate your worries.”

 

“Well, then I truly thank you.” Zhao Qi said, flinging the handkerchief with force. “I’ve decided that you shouldn’t attend my birthday celebration. Continue your house arrest.”

 

Zhao Qiao gasped in shock, “But Your Majesty, I traveled from my fief all the way back to the capital just to wish you a happy birthday! Please, for the sake of those two bottles of wine, grant me another chance!”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t even want to listen, changed his clothes after removing his makeup, and gave Zhao Qiao a final, sharp glance before leaving. No matter how Zhao Qiao wailed behind him, he did not turn back.

 

When leaving the Ninth Prince’s residence, it was still early. Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, shall we return to the palace?”

 

Zhao Qi, seething with anger, said, “Since we’re out, let’s take another stroll.”

 

As Zhao Qi was walking around, the sound of horse hooves approached from a distance. People on the street instinctively moved aside, and Zhao Qi also stepped to the side with the crowd. Then, a group of young riders whizzed by, kicking up dust.

 

A young lady dressed in the attire of a high-born lady stood next to Zhao Qi, hiding her face behind a fan. She said to her maid, “From their attire, they should be from the He family’s army.”

 

“Yes, Miss.” The maid replied cheerfully. “Did you see General He just now?”

 

Hearing “General He,” Zhao Qi’s ears perked up slightly.

 

The young lady, her cheeks painted with rouge, said, “I didn’t look closely, so how would I know?”

 

“But Miss, your eyes were clearly fixed on them just now—”

 

The young lady pouted, “Stop talking nonsense, or I’ll hit you!”

 

Unable to hold back, Zhao Qi laughed aloud. The young lady glanced over with some irritation in her apricot eyes and quickly left with her maid.

 

Zhao Qi said to Jiang Dehai, “I didn’t expect our younger brother Changzhou to be quite popular.”

 

Jiang Dehai laughed, “General He is young, talented, cheerful, and handsome. As the saying goes, beauties love heroes. There are many girls in the capital who are interested in him.”

 

“Is that so?” Zhao Qi laughed. “Then isn’t there even more interest in Prime Minister Xiao?” Xiao Shiqing was powerful and handsome, so he should be more popular than He Changzhou.

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Actually, not so much.”

 

“Oh?”

 

“The Prime Minister is second only to the Emperor, so even if high-born ladies admire him, they wouldn’t dare to imagine themselves with him. They would rather be realistic and think about General He.”

 

Zhao Qi understood. This was probably the difference between the approachable older brother and the aloof power broker. On a whim, Zhao Qi said, “I remember Changzhou has been training troops in the suburbs these days. Since it’s still early before sunset, let’s go visit him.”

 

In the camp outside the capital, He Changzhou was wiping a dagger while two young soldiers knelt in front of him. These two soldiers had been caught secretly engaging in homosexual activities and were now brought before He Changzhou to await punishment.

 

After finishing with the dagger, He Changzhou spoke, “Do you know your crime?”

 

The soldiers, trembling, replied, “We know our crime and await the General’s punishment.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, “Actually, I’ve seen such things many times. But I’m curious, were you already in this situation before coming to the camp, or did it start only after you arrived here?”

 

The soldiers glanced at each other, and one of them answered, “Replying to the General, I used to like girls before.”

 

“Hmm?” He Changzhou showed interest and continued, “How did you come to accept yourself as someone who prefers the same sex?”

 

The soldier wasn’t sure why the General was asking, but answered honestly, “Actually, I struggled with it for a long time.”

 

He Changzhou nodded, “I understand.”

 

“But I couldn’t control my feelings,” the soldier glanced at his lover beside him, saying somewhat shyly, “I couldn’t stop thinking about him, wanting to see him, and my palms would sweat when I saw him. Then one day, when I saw him smile at me, I just accepted it. It’s not something shameful. Even the men’s pleasure houses in the southern part of the city have four or five establishments.”

 

He Changzhou was enlightened, “You’re right.”

 

At this moment, a deputy general entered the tent and reported, “General, a young man named Zhao seeks an audience. He said you would recognize him by this jade pendant.”

 

He Changzhou took the pendant, his expression changed, and he immediately stood up and ran to meet its owner.

 

Outside the camp, Zhao Qi was looking around with interest. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw He Changzhou running towards him and smiled brightly, “Changzhou!”

 

He Changzhou stopped in front of him, looking down with great pleasure, “Your Majesty, what brings you here?”

 

“Just passing by and decided to come see you.” Zhao Qi lightly patted He Changzhou’s shoulder. “You look quite impressive in armor. Do you have any food? I’m hungry.”

 

He Changzhou remained silent, just smiling at him.

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

Jiang Dehai prompted, “General, the Emperor is asking you a question.”

 

He Changzhou came back to his senses and said, “I hunted a few rabbits yesterday. Should I roast them for the Emperor?”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, “Didn’t I tell you not to eat wild game anymore?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “The game from the hunting ground doesn’t count as wild game.”

 

“Oh, in that case, use less spice.”

 

He Changzhou put aside his military tasks and accompanied Zhao Qi in roasting the rabbits.

 

Under Zhao Qi’s guidance, He Changzhou roasted the rabbits until the skin was crispy and the meat tender. To accommodate Zhao Qi’s taste, He Changzhou used no spices, but it did not affect the flavor of the roast rabbit. Zhao Qi ate two rabbit legs in one go, feeling a bit thirsty. He looked at Jiang Dehai and asked, “Is there any water?”

 

“Certainly, certainly,” Jiang Dehai said, “I’ll get it right away from the carriage.”

 

“Here, have mine.” He Changzhou handed Zhao Qi a water pouch. “It’s newly replaced today, I haven’t used it.”

 

Zhao Qi casually replied, “Even if you had used it, I wouldn’t mind.”

 

The pouch’s stopper was a bit tight. Zhao Qi tried several times without success and naturally handed it over to He Changzhou. “Here.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, took the pouch, easily removed the stopper, and handed it back to Zhao Qi.

 

“Impressive, impressive,” Zhao Qi praised, drinking more than half of the water in a hurry. Some water spilled from the corner of his mouth. Jiang Dehai quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it, but Zhao Qi casually wiped it with his sleeve.

 

Jiang Dehai helplessly said, “Your Majesty, your sleeve…”

 

“It’s fine, there aren’t so many rules in the army.” Zhao Qi stood up, looking at the boundless fields and listening to the sounds of military drills not far away, feeling a surge of heroism. “Refreshing!” A real man should dedicate himself to the country like He Changzhou. Zhao Qiao, that wastrel, is just squandering taxpayers’ money.

 

He Changzhou asked, “Your Majesty, would you like to take a walk around?”

 

Just a moment ago, Zhao Qi was full of grandiosity: “But I’m too lazy to walk.”

 

He Changzhou laughed, “Shall I ride a horse and take Your Majesty?”

 

He Changzhou brought over a fine steed, its coat glossy and black, with well-developed limbs, clearly a noble horse. He Changzhou said, “This is a fine horse I went through great effort to obtain from Xixia. I intended to give it to Your Majesty during the Wan Shou Festival. Now that Your Majesty is here, you can meet it in advance.”

 

Zhao Qi enthusiastically said, “Can I touch it?”

 

“Of course, it’s now Your Majesty’s.”

 

Zhao Qi touched the horse’s head. The steed, gentle and accommodating, even blinked its dark eyes. “What’s its name?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

“It doesn’t have a name yet,” He Changzhou said, “Your Majesty can name it.”

 

Zhao Qi pondered a poetic line related to horses, “’If only the Flying General of Dragon City were here, to prevent the Hu horses from crossing the Yin Mountains.’ Perhaps it will be a good horse for our Dajing to defend against foreign enemies in the future—why not name it ‘Maybe’?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “…As long as Your Majesty is happy.”

 

Zhao Qi mounted Maybe, while He Changzhou led the reins and leisurely walked through the forest.

 

The hillside was covered with many unknown wildflowers, carrying a floral fragrance in the spring breeze. Among them was a type of light blue flower that Zhao Qi found very charming. “What’s this flower called? I’d like to plant some in Yonghua Palace.”

 

He Changzhou said, “Yonghua Palace already has many peonies.”

 

Zhao Qi responded, “Yes, but that’s not a conflict. A home flower can’t compare to the fragrance of wildflowers.”

 

He Changzhou laughed, “Alright, Your Majesty can plant them. In the future, you’ll be able to see these flowers every day and remember today.”

 

“Not necessarily,” Zhao Qi said, “I probably won’t think about it that much.” Moreover, not everything today was pleasant.

 

He Changzhou replied, “…Oh.”

 

Time flew by quickly with He Changzhou, and before long, the sun was setting in the west. Zhao Qi had to return to the palace. He Changzhou said, “Since there’s nothing much going on in the camp, let me escort Your Majesty back to the palace.”

 

Upon returning to the palace, He Changzhou learned that Zhao Qi had moved to the Haiyan Hall and frowned, “Isn’t Haiyan Hall where the Prime Minister lives?”

 

“Yes. Rong Tang is recuperating in Yonghua Palace. I didn’t want to disturb him, so I temporarily moved in with the Prime Minister.”

 

He Changzhou replied, “Your Majesty’s explanation leaves me speechless.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “I need to assist Your Majesty with changing clothes. Please, Major General He, step aside for a moment.”

 

He Changzhou asked, “Your Majesty, should I step aside?”

 

“Do as you wish.” They are all men, so why so many rules?

 

He Changzhou replied, “Then I’ll stay.”

 

Jiang Dehai helped Zhao Qi out of his outer robe and brought him a dragon robe to wear. He Changzhou watched Zhao Qi’s narrow waist, swallowed, and downed the already cold tea on the table.

 

As soon as Zhao Qi had changed his clothes, someone outside reported, “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has returned.”

 

Zhao Qi went to the main hall and said to Xiao Shiqing, “Prime Minister, I’ve returned on time.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at He Changzhou behind him, with a fleeting look of displeasure, and said, “Major General He is here as well.”

 

He Changzhou said, “I escorted Your Majesty back.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised his eyebrows, “I remember Your Majesty was going to the Ninth Prince’s Mansion.”

 

“I did go,” Zhao Qi said, “When I left, it was still early, so I took a stroll around the outskirts of the capital.”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied coldly, “Is that so? Since Your Majesty has safely returned to the palace, Major General He may leave now.”

 

“Not in a hurry,” He Changzhou smiled, “I’m enjoying a rare leisure day today, so I’d like to spend a bit more time with Your Majesty.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “There are many people in the palace accompanying the Emperor.”

 

“But those people aren’t me,” He Changzhou said meaningfully, “The Prime Minister also mentioned before that I should get closer to Your Majesty to deepen the relationship between the ruler and his ministers—has the Prime Minister forgotten?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyes narrowed, then he smiled and said, “I haven’t forgotten. I did indeed say that Major General He should deepen his—ruler and minister relationship with His Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi sensed that the atmosphere was off and was about to speak when a head eunuch rushed in, kneeling before Zhao Qi. “Your Majesty, while organizing the Yonghua Palace storeroom today, I discovered that two items were missing.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “What items?”

 

The eunuch replied, “Long Xiangsi and Long Xiangsi No. 2.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “Who is so bold as to steal from the Emperor’s storeroom? How do you manage things?”

 

The eunuch, anxious, kowtowed repeatedly, “Your Majesty, I’ve already sent people to search for them. We’ll definitely find the items soon!”

 

Zhao Qi said, “It’s not something important, so it’s no big deal if it’s lost. But the fact that there’s a thief in the palace is serious. Investigate thoroughly, it must be found!”

 

The eunuch replied, “I will obey the decree!”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Long Xiangsi… is it the medicine Rong Tang used last time?”

 

“Mm,” He Changzhou nodded, “It’s an aphrodisiac. It’s said that after taking it, one can see the person they love in their heart. As for Long Xiangsi No. 2… Your Majesty, what is it?”

 

“It’s a little trinket Zhao Qiao used to fool people,” Zhao Qi said. “It’s better if you don’t know. It might shatter your worldview.”

 

The eunuchs searched for several days but couldn’t find the missing items. They had to broaden the search, combing through every palace and hall except Ci’an Palace. They thoroughly searched every room but never found a trace of the medicine. Zhao Qi suspected the thief had already consumed the medicine. Since it wasn’t something he cared about, he shrugged it off and moved on.

 

One day, Zhao Qi was strolling in the Imperial Garden when he happened to see Jiang Bao’er leading the remaining beauties from the harem in practicing the “Peerless Divine Skill” he had taught them. After watching for a while, he called Jiang Bao’er over and praised her, “Well done. Keep it up and aim to practice until you’re as strong as an ox.”

 

Jiang Bao’er, who had already bulked up a bit, said, “Yes, Bao’er will practice more.”

 

Zhao Qi nodded in satisfaction, “Good. Off you go.”

 

Jiang Bao’er hooked her arm around Zhao Qi’s, “Bao’er hasn’t seen Your Majesty for a long time. Can’t we spend a bit more time together?”

 

Zhao Qi felt a shiver and pushed Jiang Bao’er away, “You need to stop this habit of hooking arms. It’s not appropriate.”

 

Jiang Bao’er pouted, “Bao’er doesn’t do this with anyone else. Your Majesty, I recently learned to make a new kind of pastry. The sisters who have tried it say it’s much better than what’s served in the imperial kitchen. Since this place is not far from Mingcui Palace, may I have the honor of inviting Your Majesty to try it?”

 

Zhao Qi was too lazy to move, “Or you could bring the pastries here?”

 

Jiang Bao’er was taken aback, “In broad daylight, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled, “Why, does trying your pastries need to be timed?”

 

“No, that’s not it,” Jiang Bao’er bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then smiled, “Please wait, Your Majesty. I’ll have someone bring it over.”

 

Zhao Qi had never tried Jiang Bao’er’s pastries before. They were sweet but not greasy, and had a soft and sticky texture. He finished one and reached for another.

 

Jiang Bao’er watched Zhao Qi closely, seemingly trying to find something unusual about him. But despite waiting, Zhao Qi remained as usual.

 

Zhao Qi complimented, “Not bad. You should consider switching careers to become a chef. It’s much more promising than being a male concubine.”

 

Jiang Bao’er forced a smile and tentatively asked, “Your Majesty really doesn’t want to go to Mingcui Palace? Bao’er is willing to serve you.”

 

“No need,” Zhao Qi stood up, “Continue practicing, I’ll be going now.”


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!

I really, really appreciate all the support from my readers <3 It goes a long way and motivates me lots!

https://ko-fi.com/hoenibean

 

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

 

 

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