Category: Whose child am I carrying? (Transmigration) (Page 6 of 7)

Chapter 16 – I was bullied by Rong Tang again (Why did I say “again”?)

 

Rong Tang’s eyes opened slightly. Was this the kitten that had been meowing earlier?

 

Under the candlelight, Rong Tang’s face was enveloped in a soft, thin veil, and his usual cold demeanor had softened considerably. Zhao Qi stared in a daze. It was true that a beauty who could mesmerize even the Emperor of Dogs, who had seen countless beauties, was indeed captivating. There was probably no one in the world more suited to the term “white moonlight” than him.

 

Rong Tang was surprised for only a moment before quickly regaining his usual indifference. “Your Majesty?”

 

“Yes, it’s me, it’s me.” Zhao Qi glanced at the door, “Step aside, I’ll climb in first. There are too many eyes of officials in the palace… the officials’ spies. I don’t want to be discovered.” As he spoke, he made an effort to get one leg up onto the windowsill.

 

Rong Tang asked, “Why not use the door?”

 

Zhao Qi paused and asked, “Will you open the door for me?”

 

Rong Tang didn’t answer, instead turning and walking away. Zhao Qi, still with his leg raised, was unsure whether to lower it or continue climbing. At that moment, he heard a creak, and Rong Tang stood at the door, “Come in.”

 

Zhao Qi smiled at him, “Mm-hmm.”

 

Once inside, Rong Tang discreetly observed Zhao Qi. The dark blue eunuch’s robe Zhao Qi wore was a bit large, trailing on the floor and with the sleeves pulled down considerably. In the dim light, Zhao Qi’s bright eyes and charming gaze made him indeed look like a very delicate “little eunuch.”

 

The same face, which had once filled him with disgust a few months ago, now…

 

Rong Tang looked away and asked, “Your Majesty mentioned Minister Xiao earlier. Is it that Minister Xiao did not allow you to come here?”

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi complained, “He even stationed people outside the Yonghua Palace to keep me from coming out. I had to borrow a eunuch’s outfit just to sneak out.”

 

Rong Tang was quiet for a moment, “You went through all this trouble just to see me?”

 

Not entirely, he had also enjoyed the thrill of subtly opposing Xiao Shiqing, but that didn’t need to be shared with Rong Tang. “Yes,” Zhao Qi said, “You rarely say you want to see me, so I had to come, even if I had to climb.”

 

“Aren’t you afraid the minister will find out and punish you?”

 

“He probably won’t find out,” Zhao Qi glanced around, worried that Xiao Shiqing might suddenly appear, “Unless you decide to report me—You wouldn’t do that, would you?”

 

Rong Tang poured him a cup of tea, “I won’t.”

 

Zhao Qi, who had been anxious throughout his journey, was indeed thirsty. He picked up the teacup and was about to bring it to his lips but then set it down again, “I’m not thirsty.”

 

Rong Tang said calmly, “You think I might have poisoned it?”

 

“Not really. You don’t have poison on you right now, so how could you poison me?” Zhao Qi said, “I’m just afraid of dirtying your cup.”

 

Rong Tang remained silent for a moment and then said, “I don’t mind. You can drink.”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit surprised but took the teacup again, sipping the tea while quietly observing Rong Tang. Could it be that Jiang Dehai was right? That after enduring hardships, Rong Tang was finally moved by him? No, while he did enjoy Rong Tang’s character in books, he preferred the delicate and charming young lady.

 

After finishing the tea, Zhao Qi cleared his throat and asked, “Do you have anything you want to say to me? You can say it now.”

 

Rong Tang simply said three words: “Miss Wang.”

 

Zhao Qi looked confused, “Who?”

 

Rong Tang briefly described what he had seen and heard in the Cold Palace that day. Before he could finish, Zhao Qi interrupted, “What? She’s still alive and well? It makes me so angry!” Zhao Qi paced back and forth in the room, “Tomorrow, I’ll use the most poisonous and potent medicine on her. If she can still come through unscathed…”

 

Rong Tang asked, “What do you intend to do?”

 

Zhao Qi looked up helplessly at the sky, “Then she must be one of those rare individuals who are immune to all poisons. She must be a reincarnated fairy. What can I do with her?”

 

Rong Tang sighed lightly, “Your Majesty, you don’t want her dead, nor do you wish to torture her. Why don’t you just admit it?”

 

Zhao Qi felt like he was having a really bad day. After going through so much to do a good deed and atone for the original owner’s sins, how did it end up being discovered by Rong Tang? If word got out, wouldn’t he look like a fool with a grassland on his head, still choosing to forgive? How could he face his future empress, and where would he find the face to be a man?

 

Feigning ignorance, Zhao Qi said, “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 

Rong Tang looked at him, “Fine, I won’t ask anymore.”

 

Zhao Qi sighed with relief, “So you called me just for this matter? Is there anything else you want to say?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then, shall I leave?”

 

“Mm.”

 

Zhao Qi opened the door, and Rong Tang coughed behind him. He turned back and asked, “Are you alright?”

 

Rong Tang covered his mouth and nodded, “Cough, cough.”

 

Rong Tang continued to cough several times, his beautiful face flushed with redness. Zhao Qi’s sympathy for the weak was stirred. After hesitating for a moment, he closed the door and walked to Rong Tang’s side, helping him sit down and tentatively placing his hand on Rong Tang’s back. Seeing that Rong Tang did not reject him, he gently patted his back.

 

In just a short while, Rong Tang’s expression turned unfavorable. Zhao Qi, looking worried, asked, “Should we call the imperial doctor to have a look at you?”

 

“It’s nothing,” Rong Tang replied with his eyes closed, “Your Majesty, please leave. Cough, cough.”

 

At that moment, a female voice came from outside the door: “Young Master, why are you coughing again? Young Master, I’m coming in.”

 

Rong Tang and Zhao Qi exchanged glances. Before they could speak, Jin Ning pushed the door open. “Oh, Young Master, why did you open the window? The doctor said your illness shouldn’t be exposed to the night breeze. Did you forget?”

 

As Jin Ning moved to close the window and head into the inner room, Zhao Qi abruptly stood up. “Tell her not to come in!” He didn’t mind Rong Tang seeing him in eunuch attire, since Rong Tang had seen him in such a state before, but Jin Ning was different.

 

Rong Tang’s eyes flickered for a moment. “It’s too late.”

 

Zhao Qi quickly looked around and said, “You said you didn’t mind me.” With that, Zhao Qi pulled back Rong Tang’s blanket and crawled in, covering himself tightly. The faint medicinal fragrance that was often present around Rong Tang enveloped him from all sides.

 

Rong Tang: “…”

 

Although Rong Tang had a cold personality, he was never harsh with his servants. There were only a few people in the Drunken Book Studio, and the one he spoke to the most was Jin Ning. Thus, Jin Ning was quite casual around him. When Jin Ning entered the inner room and saw Rong Tang sitting at the table, she asked, “It’s already this late. Why haven’t you gone to sleep yet?”

 

Rong Tang coughed twice. “I’ll sleep soon.”

 

“Your complexion looks so bad. You must have caught another chill,” Jin Ning said, with a hint of reproach in her voice. “I clearly closed the doors and windows when I left. Why did you open them?”

 

“Little cat.”

 

“Little cat?” Jin Ning asked. “When did we have a cat in the Drunken Book Studio?”

 

“It came from elsewhere. It’ll leave soon,” Rong Tang said. “You should go to sleep. There’s no need to worry about me.”

 

Jin Ning wasn’t reassured. “Let me stay and attend to you until you fall asleep.”

 

Rong Tang glanced at the bed and said, “Leave.”

 

Jin Ning wanted to say something more, but seeing Rong Tang’s expression, she decided against it. After Jin Ning left, Zhao Qi immediately threw off the blanket to get some fresh air, his face red. “I’m suffocating!”

 

Rong Tang approached the bed and looked down at him. “It seems like Your Majesty really likes this bed.”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t understand Rong Tang’s meaning. “Your bed is quite soft and comfortable.”

 

“And others’ beds?”

 

“Huh?”

 

Rong Tang looked at his flushed face. “Have you ever been in someone else’s bed?”

 

“Why do you ask that?” Zhao Qi said, a bit evasively. “There are so many beautiful women in my harem…”

 

“Yet you haven’t touched a single one,” Rong Tang interrupted. “Why is that?”

 

Zhao Qi refused to answer. “I just asked if you had anything else to say, and you didn’t. Now that you’re asking me, I won’t tell you. Move aside; I’m going back to the palace.”

 

Rong Tang remained unmoved. He recalled the two times he had tangled with Zhao Qi in bed, and the other person didn’t seem to react much. “Could it be that you, like the Prince of Huai, are incapable of intimacy?”

 

The Prince of Huai was only pretending, but the dog emperor was truly incapable of intimacy. But that was in the past. Now, his dragon vein was in great shape. As Jiang Dehai put it, it was like a pillar propping up the sky, as solid as Mount Tai!

 

“Certainly not!” Zhao Qi became angry. “Don’t think that just because I like you, you can be so presumptuous! Is it acceptable to speak of the Son of Heaven’s incapability? That’s a warning to cut off your tongue.”

 

Rong Tang said calmly, “If that’s the case, we’ll find out by trying.”

 

Zhao Qi had a bad premonition. “Trying… How will you try?”

 

Rong Tang said nothing, only watching him. He then reached out, pinching Zhao Qi’s face and brushing his lips with his fingertips.

 

Rong Tang’s hand was cool, and Zhao Qi widened his eyes, watching as Rong Tang leaned closer.

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Chapter 15 – I can’t live without my brother, and my kingdom can’t live without my brother!

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

Does this question even make sense? Why would he need to answer such a question?

 

Zhao Qi’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rong Tang and Xiao Shiqing. These two looked no different from usual—one was casually noble, while the other remained coldly aloof.

 

To be honest, he leaned more towards Rong Tang. It was rare for the cold beauty to take the initiative to speak to him, and he was quite curious about the reason. On the other hand, Xiao Shiqing’s imposing presence made him feel overwhelmed every time they were alone together.

 

Zhao Qi hesitated, and Xiao Shiqing urged him, “Your Majesty?”

 

“Lord Xiao must have urgent matters to discuss,” Rong Tang said, “Your Majesty should go with Lord Xiao first.”

 

“Did I ask you?” Xiao Shiqing said slowly, “Questions directed at the emperor naturally need to be answered by the emperor.”

 

… Please, just spare me!

 

Conflicted as he was, Zhao Qi knew the standard answer to this question. Xiao Shiqing was the prime minister, and Rong Tang was his nominal lover. Did he even have a choice?

 

Zhao Qi said quietly, “I choose the prime minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing was satisfied, “Your Majesty is wise.”

 

Zhao Qi looked apologetically at Rong Tang, “Then I’ll be going.”

 

Rong Tang seemed indifferent to his answer, “Take care, Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi smiled at him, “I’ll come talk to you later at the Drunken Scholar’s Study.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression hardened, and he said mockingly, “The Emperor seems quite busy. Don’t worry, Young Master Rong, I will make sure the Emperor is free soon, so as not to disrupt your evening.”

 

Rong Tang’s brows furrowed slightly, “Thank you, Lord.”

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled, flicked his sleeves, and walked away. After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned, “Why are you still standing there?”

 

Zhao Qi responded with an “Oh” and followed.

 

Xiao Shiqing was tall and had long legs, so Zhao Qi had to take two steps to match his one. Xiao Shiqing walked at a steady pace, and Zhao Qi didn’t make an effort to catch up, maintaining a distance of a few steps.

 

When they reached the Hall of Governance, Xiao Shiqing stopped at the threshold and turned to extend his hand to Zhao Qi.

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled. What was Xiao Shiqing trying to do? Was he going to hold his hand?

 

No… why is everyone suddenly breaking character? First Rong Tang, now Xiao Shiqing. It’s suffocating.

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him, “Hmm?”

 

Zhao Qi hesitated and was about to place his hand in Xiao Shiqing’s palm when Jiang Dehai approached, “No need for the prime minister to do this, this servant will help.”

 

Zhao Qi then realized that Xiao Shiqing was offering to help him over the threshold. “I don’t need your help. The threshold is just this high; I could jump over it myself.”

 

“Then Your Majesty should jump.”

 

Zhao Qi was momentarily speechless, “… Prime Minister, there are so many people watching.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, “Have everyone else leave. Should the Emperor jump just for me to see?”

 

The guards at the door had stern faces, but Zhao Qi could see they were struggling not to laugh. He felt offended and whispered, “Prime Minister, can you at least give me some face?”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked down at him, “What should I call you, Your Majesty?”

 

“Prime Minister…” Zhao Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He cupped his hand around his mouth, stood on tiptoe, and whispered into Xiao Shiqing’s ear, “Prime Minister Brother?”

 

Xiao Shiqing showed no reaction, merely responding lazily with an “Hmm,” but Zhao Qi ultimately walked into the Hall of Governance.

 

“What does Prime Minister Brother want from me?” Zhao Qi asked, naturally taking a seat on the lower seat.

 

There was no one else in the hall, so Xiao Shiqing didn’t need to observe the emperor’s dignity and pulled him up, “This isn’t your seat. Go sit on the Dragon Throne.”

 

“I can sit anywhere.”

 

“Not allowed. There must be a distinction between ruler and minister.”

 

Oh, now you care about the distinction between ruler and minister? Why didn’t you mention it when you wanted me to jump over the threshold? Zhao Qi silently grumbled and took his seat on the Dragon Throne. “Speak.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “After the Longevity Festival next month, you will be nineteen…”

 

“Stop!” Zhao Qi interjected with frustration, “So it’s about the matter of appointing a consort again?”

 

“Consort? No,” Xiao Shiqing pondered, “But you’ve reminded me.”

 

Zhao Qi wished he could slap himself for being so talkative. “No, don’t let me remind you!”

 

Xiao Shiqing paused, “Are you very opposed to the matter of appointing a consort?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded.

 

“Why?”

 

“Because I want someone I like to be the Empress.”

 

Xiao Shiqing slightly straightened his body. “Who do you like?”

 

“Rong Tang. The whole capital knows that I like him. Surely, you know that too, right?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “I know.”

 

“I am aware that making him the empress is impossible,” Zhao Qi said, putting on a pained expression. “So, I don’t want to appoint an empress. Please don’t bring it up. It makes me uncomfortable.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression was neutral. “Since Your Majesty says so, I won’t mention it.”

 

Zhao Qi noticed that Xiao Shiqing had resumed using the formal address, thinking that he was about to discuss serious matters. He said, “It’s good that the Prime Minister understands me.”

 

Xiao Shiqing gave a small smile. “I don’t understand enough. I will try to understand better in the future.”

 

Zhao Qi found Xiao Shiqing’s smile chilling. “Thank you, Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow.

 

“…Brother.”

 

After some idle talk, Xiao Shiqing finally revealed the purpose of Zhao Qi’s summons. Zhao Qi was shocked and stood up abruptly. “What did you say?”

 

Xiao Shiqing held a teacup and took a sip. “The late emperor started his reign at sixteen. You’re almost nineteen now. Do you intend to spend your life doing nothing and drifting aimlessly?”

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned pale. “You… you need to give me some time to think.”

 

What’s going on? This was not in the original story where Xiao Shiqing advised the lazy emperor to take on governance! Why is Xiao Shiqing suddenly bringing this up?

 

Zhao Qi’s mind raced. Could this be a test?

 

It must be! If he agreed to govern, Xiao Shiqing would definitely think he was dissatisfied with the current situation under the Xiao family’s control and was eager to seize power for himself. Once that’s confirmed, ambitious Xiao Shiqing would not let it go easily. He might even kick the emperor off the dragon throne and replace him with a more obedient puppet.

 

With this thought, Zhao Qi’s face grew even paler.

 

Xiao Shiqing frowned. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

 

Zhao Qi grabbed Xiao Shiqing’s hand. “Brother Prime Minister, why are you saying this!”

 

“Mm?”

 

“I really don’t want to govern, truly! Whenever I see state affairs, I get a headache. I just want to be a quiet little emperor for my brother…”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze was complicated. “What do you mean?”

 

Zhao Qi, with overly sweet words, said, “I mean, I can’t live without you. My country can’t be without you!”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him for a long while and then smiled. “Does Your Majesty think I’m easily fooled?”

 

“Huh? I’m speaking the plain truth.” Zhao Qi held Xiao Shiqing’s hand and placed it on his chest. “Don’t believe me? Feel for yourself.”

 

Xiao Shiqing felt Zhao Qi’s racing heartbeat and was momentarily taken aback.

 

Zhao Qi hesitated and said, “I’m really not lying to you. So, please don’t suspect me and push me off the throne!”

 

Xiao Shiqing remained silent for a long time and then said, “You can let go now.”

 

“Oh.” Zhao Qi released his hand and asked, “Do you still want me to govern?”

 

Xiao Shiqing regained his composure and said firmly, “Yes.”

 

“???” So, was everything I said just now in vain?

 

“This is what your mother wants,” Xiao Shiqing explained. “Besides, she’s right. The country belongs to the Zhao family, and the person on the throne is you. As the Son of Heaven, it’s your responsibility to govern.”

 

“Even so, with you and Mother, isn’t Da Jing doing well?”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Do you really not want to govern?”

 

Zhao Qi answered without hesitation, “I don’t!”

 

Xiao Shiqing thought for a moment. “In that case, the matter of governing can be postponed. However, you still need to learn. Starting tomorrow, you will attend court with me.”

 

“Ah? But I don’t know how.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow slightly. “I’ll teach you.”

 

Zhao Qi stopped resisting. “Alright.” He had just finished high school before coming here and was just a high school student. He didn’t think he had the ability to manage a country. However, gaining exposure to court affairs and getting to know more officials could be beneficial. If Xiao Shiqing were to turn against him in the future, he wouldn’t be left isolated and helpless.

 

“Does Big Brother have other matters to attend to?” Zhao Qi asked. 

 

“No, I’ll head back first,” he replied. 

 

“Where will you be going?” Xiao Shiqing asked. “Yonghua Palace or Drunken Scholar’s Study?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s mention of Drunken Scholar’s Study made Zhao Qi momentarily forget about the meeting with Rong Tang. “I’ll go to Drunken Scholar’s—” Noticing the narrowing of Xiao Shiqing’s eyes, Zhao Qi’s instinct for self-preservation kicked in, and he corrected himself. “I’ll go to the most suitable place for rest—my sleeping quarters, Yonghua Palace.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression was almost a smile. “That’s what His Majesty said. Someone, escort the Emperor back to the palace.”

 

After Zhao Qi left, Xiao Shiqing stared at his own palm in a daze for a moment, then picked up the already cold tea and drank it all in one go.

 

As Zhao Qi was escorted out of the Hall of Governance by two guards and was about to head towards the rear palace, one guard said, “Your Majesty, Yonghua Palace is that way.”

 

Zhao Qi was bewildered. “Are you monitoring me?”

 

“This subordinate does not dare. But Your Majesty said you were going to Yonghua Palace, and a gentleman’s word is his bond.”

 

“……”

 

Jiang Dehai advised, “Your Majesty, it’s better to return to Yonghua Palace first. Visiting Drunken Scholar’s Study can wait until later.”

 

The guard added, “Your Majesty, Lord Xiao said you have an early court session tomorrow. It’s better to rest in Yonghua Palace today.”

 

“……”

 

Zhao Qi, fuming, finally reached his sleeping quarters after the two guards had left. He vented his frustration. “That Xiao Shiqing, he controls everything—from the heavens to the earth, and now he even controls whom I can meet!”

 

Jiang Dehai brought tea, saying, “Your Majesty, calm down. It’s really not a big deal.”

 

“I don’t want any,” Zhao Qi retorted angrily. “I didn’t particularly want to see Rong Tang, but since Xiao Shiqing is stopping me, now I definitely want to see him.”

 

Jiang Dehai, looking distressed, said, “Your Majesty, why make things difficult? The Empress Dowager has repeatedly advised you not to oppose the Prime Minister right now. Have you forgotten?”

 

“I haven’t forgotten,” Zhao Qi said. “I’ve been following Xiao Shiqing’s orders on major matters, but if I also have to obey him on minor issues, then I’d be too submissive!”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “But now those two guards are stationed right at the Yonghua Palace gate. How will Your Majesty get out?”

 

That night, Rong Tang, as usual, finished his medicine and was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard the soft sound of a cat meowing outside the window.

 

Since when did Drunken Scholar’s Study have a cat? And such a soft meow—it must be a kitten.

 

Holding a palace lantern, Rong Tang approached the window and saw a young man in eunuch robes appear in his view. “Rong Tang, I’m here!”

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Chapter 14 – I have to choose between the Prime Minister and Rong Tang.

 

Jiang Dehai returned to Yonghua Palace and recounted his conversation with Rong Tang to Zhao Qi in full detail.

 

“Perhaps it’s just the servant’s impression, but it seemed like Young Master Rong felt a bit guilty when he heard that the Emperor was upset due to him.”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled. “Why would Rong Tang be guilty because of me? When have I ever been upset for him?”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled, “I said this to test Young Master Rong. From what I see, he seems less resistant to the Emperor than before. Truly, the Emperor’s sincerity can move even stone and metal.”

 

Zhao Qi was very confident. “Impossible. If Rong Tang were to soften towards me, even a sow could climb a tree. By the way, any news from the Dali Temple? Who stole my little peach?!”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Perhaps the Emperor should send for the Dali Temple’s Chief to inquire?”

 

“Oh?” Zhao Qi was eager. Even though he had been emperor for a long time, he had never summoned an official for questioning. He cleared his throat and said, “Then, summon him.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “I’ll go right away.”

 

In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Jiang Dehai returned. Zhao Qi looked behind him but saw no one and asked, “Where is he?”

 

Jiang Dehai looked troubled. “Your Majesty, Chief Chen of the Dali Temple is currently in the Administrative Hall discussing matters with the Prime Minister. When I went to summon him, the Prime Minister said…”

 

“Said what?”

 

“He said that Chief Chen is currently unavailable and if the Emperor has matters to discuss, he should go to the Administrative Hall.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” As expected of Prime Minister Xiao, truly audacious. I am very angry, but the outcome is—quiet.

 

Of course, it was Xiao Shiqing. Even if the emperor changed, he wouldn’t lose his position as Prime Minister. Just deal with it.

 

Zhao Qi waved his hand, “Forget it. I’ll ask Chief Chen another day.”

 

At that moment, a little eunuch stepped forward to report, “Your Majesty, Young Master Jiang requests an audience.”

 

Without thinking, Zhao Qi said, “Refuse.”

 

“But Your Majesty, Young Master Jiang is crying so sadly outside.”

 

“What now?” Zhao Qi was a bit impatient, thinking he needed to find a reason to dismiss the beauties of the harem soon. “Let him in.”

 

“Your Majesty—” As soon as Jiang Bao’er arrived, he cried and threw himself at Zhao Qi. Zhao Qi nimbly dodged, avoiding him, and asked, “Why are you crying so sadly? Did someone bully you?”

 

Jiang Bao’er’s eyes were full of tears. “Your Majesty, Bao’er is no longer the same Bao’er as before. Bao’er… sob sob sob…”

 

Zhao Qi was headachy from his crying. “How about you go outside and cry some more, and come back when you’re done?”

 

Jiang Bao’er immediately stopped crying and shyly said, “Bao’er remembers Your Majesty’s teachings and doesn’t want to be as weak and sickly as Young Master Rong, so every day I run laps with other siblings in the harem…”

 

Zhao Qi praised, “That’s a good thing.”

 

“But!” Jiang Bao’er said with great grievance, “After a month of running, Bao’er’s legs… Bao’er’s legs have become much thicker, Your Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qi: “… Haha. Come, come, let me take a look.”

 

Jiang Bao’er lifted the hem of his clothes. Zhao Qi looked at his calves for a while and honestly said, “They are indeed quite thick.”

 

Jiang Bao’er cried out, “Bao’er knows that Your Majesty likes soft and slender beauties. Now that Bao’er looks like this, I truly have no face to stay in the palace to serve Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes lit up, “You’ve finally come to your senses and want to leave me? That’s good news!”

 

“No, Your Majesty, Bao’er’s life depends on you. If Bao’er leaves you, Bao’er will die!”

 

“…Then what do you want to do?”

 

“Bao’er wants to ask Your Majesty to summon a court physician to examine Bao’er. I’ve been eating and drinking less than usual, so why are my limbs swelling up like this?”

 

Zhao Qi pinched his brow, “This symptom won’t be helped by a physician.”

 

Jiang Bao’er was desperate, “Then who should Bao’er ask?”

 

“Ask me.” Zhao Qi said seriously, “Call everyone over. I will teach you an unparalleled technique that will strengthen your body without making your legs thicker.”

 

Jiang Bao’er was overjoyed, “Bao’er will go right away!”

 

Jiang Dehai watched in astonishment, “Your Majesty, when did you learn martial arts?”

 

Zhao Qi stood up, stretched his limbs, and said resolutely, “As the Son of Heaven of Dajin, I have many hidden talents. Keep your eyes open and watch—this is going to be a display!”

 

After a visit to Muyang Temple, Zhao Qi deeply realized how weak he was. Climbing a tree or riding a horse almost cost him his life. This couldn’t go on. Health was the foundation of revolution, and he didn’t want to spend the rest of his life like Rong Tang, clutching a medicine bottle. He needed to exercise and bring his beauties along.

 

Zhao Qi changed into a light outfit and went to the Imperial Garden, where his beauties were waiting for him. He counted—wait, there was an extra person?

 

Hold on, the one standing at the end seemed to be…

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his eyes and looked again—indeed, it was Rong Tang!

 

Among the beauties present, all of whom were extraordinarily beautiful, Rong Tang was still the most eye-catching, with a cold and aloof demeanor that stood out even among them.

 

Zhao Qi summoned Jiang Bao’er and asked, “Why did you call Rong Tang here too?”

 

Jiang Bao’er said, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is also one of the beauties in the harem.”

 

“But he never came before.”

 

“Yes, but today he hesitated for a moment and then came.”

 

“… What should I do? Could it be that he also wants to pass on that ‘peerless divine skill’ to Rong Tang?” Zhao Qi imagined the scene and felt complicated.

 

Zhao Qi looked at Rong Tang, who was also looking back at him. Besides the usual indifference and aloofness in his eyes, there seemed to be something more.

 

Zhao Qi walked over, steeling himself to speak, “You… have you been well lately?”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly, “Not bad.” Then he cleared his throat.

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head and asked, “My little peach, have you eaten it?”

 

“Not yet.”

 

“You didn’t throw it away again, did you?” Zhao Qi said, “I went to great lengths to pick it. If you’re not going to eat it, just return it to me, and don’t throw it away.”

 

“But Your Majesty, didn’t you say you hadn’t touched the early peaches before?”

 

“…” Oh no, the secret is out.

 

Seeing Zhao Qi’s conflicted expression, Rong Tang gave a faint smile, “Your Majesty, is there something you need?”

 

Jiang Dehai, unable to keep quiet, said, “The Emperor mentioned he has a peerless divine skill to impart to the beauties.”

 

Rong Tang, “Hmm?”

 

Zhao Qi, feeling very embarrassed, said, “Shut up. Rong Tang, you can rest over there. This divine skill is not suitable for you.”

 

Rong Tang had no interest in the so-called divine skill, “I have something to discuss with Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi widened his eyes in shock, “Ah?” He turned to Jiang Dehai, “Did I hear that wrong?”

 

Rong Tang, “…”

 

Jiang Dehai, who thought he saw through everything, said, “The Emperor didn’t hear wrong. Young Master Rong said he has something to say to you!”

 

“Oh,” Zhao Qi looked somewhat bewildered, “Then wait for me. I’ll talk to you after I finish teaching them.”

 

In the Hall of Diligent Administration, Master Chen of the Supreme Court and Master Pan of the Ministry of Rites stood before Xiao Shiqing like they were walking on thin ice. Xiao Shiqing asked, “Master Chen, do you know why the Emperor summoned you?”

 

Master Chen replied, “It must be about the theft at Muyang Temple.”

 

“Has Master Chen discovered anything?”

 

Master Chen wiped the sweat from his brow, “I… I haven’t discovered anything.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, “The Supreme Court is actually helpless with a theft case. Master Chen, do you think this is acceptable?”

 

“Th-This official is guilty.” Master Chen felt like crying. It’s not that he hadn’t discovered anything; he was afraid to speak up!

 

Master Pan, unable to bear seeing his colleague suffer, kindly reminded, “Master Chen, whatever you find, you need to give the Emperor an answer. If the Emperor believes it, your job is over.”

 

Master Chen suddenly understood, “Rest assured, Prime Minister. I understand now!”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Master Pan is indeed wise—how is the preparation for the spring examination going?”

 

Master Pan replied, “Prime Minister, everything is proceeding smoothly.”

 

“But I have heard that a list of exam questions is circulating in the capital, each set priced at one thousand taels of silver, with the seller claiming them to be ‘genuine and unaltered.'”

 

Now Master Pan was unsettled, a layer of sweat forming on his forehead, “I will investigate immediately.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded, “You may go.”

 

After the two officials left, Xiao Shiqing distractedly read the memorials and said, “Come in.”

 

The hidden guard immediately appeared, “Prime Minister.”

 

“Why hasn’t the Emperor arrived?” Xiao Shiqing said, “Wasn’t he supposed to come to the Hall of Diligent Administration to summon people?”

 

The guard replied, “Prime Minister, after Eunuch Jiang conveyed your message, the Emperor said never mind. He’ll question Master Chen another day.”

 

“Then what is he doing now?”

 

“Prime Minister, the Emperor is currently frolicking in the Imperial Garden with the beauties of the harem.”

 

Xiao Shiqing sneered, “His true nature is hard to change—who is he with?”

 

“Everyone.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression changed slightly, “What?”

 

The guard said firmly, “Prime Minister, the Emperor is seeking pleasure with all the beauties of the harem, including Young Master Rong from the Drunken Study.”

 

Xiao Shiqing slammed the memorial shut, “He’s not afraid of exhausting himself to death!”

 

Xiao Shiqing set aside a pile of urgent matters and rushed to the Imperial Garden. Before he could see anyone, he heard Zhao Qi’s voice: “March in place—one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, stop! First set, stretching exercises…”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Are you sure they’re frolicking?”

 

The guard hesitated, “Uh, aren’t they?”

 

Zhao Qi, holding a rattan stick and shouting commands, occasionally stopping to correct the mistakes of the beauties: “Second set, chest expansion exercise—hey, hey, hey, the one in the second row, third column, didn’t you eat? Why are your hands so limp? Straighten them out!”

 

Zhao Qi was teaching diligently and hadn’t noticed Xiao Shiqing. However, the sharp-eyed Jiang Dehai saw him and ran over, “This servant greets the Prime Minister.”

 

“What is the Emperor doing?”

 

“The Emperor is teaching the beauties martial arts.”

 

Xiao Shiqing sneered, “What kind of martial arts is this? Nonsense.” He watched for a while and said, “Even Rong Tang is here. Why isn’t he practicing?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Young Master Rong’s health isn’t good. The Emperor is compassionate and let him rest on the side.”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Our Emperor really knows how to be tender and considerate.” He walked up behind Zhao Qi and said coolly, “Is the Emperor done making a commotion?”

 

Zhao Qi, startled, dropped the rattan stick, “Prime Minister? Why do you always appear out of nowhere!”

 

“If you’re done with your antics, come with me to the Administrative Hall of Diligence,” Xiao Shiqing said, “I have something to discuss.”

 

Before Zhao Qi could respond, Rong Tang walked over and asked, “Have you finished teaching, Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi looked at Rong Tang, then at Xiao Shiqing, and said, “Prime Minister, I promised Rong Tang that I’d speak with him first.”

 

“Is that so,” Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Then choose one—me or him.”

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Chapter 13 – The good things I did were discovered by Rongrong.

 

Zhao Qi cradled two small peaches and said, “I heard that the early peaches from Muyang Temple can cure all ailments. Rong Tang’s health has been poor, so I’ll pick a few to send to him as a comfort.”

 

He Changzhou paused for a moment and then smiled, “Your Majesty is truly kind to Young Master Rong.”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “He became like this because of me. I should give him some compensation.”

 

“From the tone of Your Majesty, are you having regrets?”

 

“Regrets?”

 

“Regrets about forcibly taking Rong Tang.”

 

Zhao Qi casually said, “The deed is done. What use is regret now?”

 

He Changzhou asked, “Has Your Majesty ever considered letting him go? Young Master Rong has a strong sense of pride; he looks like the type who would respond better to kindness rather than force. If given freedom, he might change his opinion of you.”

 

Zhao Qi answered without hesitation, “That’s not possible.” Rong Tang and the King of Huai were close friends since childhood. If Rong Tang were freed, he would immediately go find the King of Huai to assist him in usurping the throne and stepping on Zhao Qi, who once humiliated him.

 

He Changzhou asked, “Why?”

 

Zhao Qi pretended to be deep in thought and said, “Because I love him. Didn’t you say so yourself? Even if I can’t have his heart, having his person isn’t bad. So, I want his body, not his heart.”

 

He Changzhou was left speechless.

 

“Move a bit forward; there’s an oddly shaped small peach.”

 

He Changzhou smiled and said, “Your Majesty should put down the peaches in your arms first and then pick more.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at the peaches in his arms and shook his head, “No, they might get damaged.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “Your Majesty, just throw them down; we’ll catch them.”

 

Zhao Qi threw the peaches he had picked away, freeing his hands. He Changzhou helped him walk a few steps inside and said, “Have you seen that thick and sturdy branch?”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “I see it. What about it?”

 

“Hold on tight; I’m going to let go.”

 

“Ah?!” Zhao Qi instinctively tightened his grip on the tree trunk. “What are you going to do?”

 

He Changzhou looked up and smiled at him before slowly letting go. Zhao Qi hung from the tree trunk like he was on a horizontal bar. This position was very challenging for his arm strength; even a slight slack would make him fall. Although the trunk wasn’t very high, falling would certainly hurt his backside.

 

“Ahhhh, He Changzhou!” Zhao Qi yelled, “Are you crazy? Hurry up and get me down!”

 

Jiang Dehai panicked, “General He, what are you doing! Your Majesty, hold on; I’m coming to save you!”

 

He Changzhou was standing right next to Zhao Qi, so he could catch him in an instant. He said to Jiang Dehai, “Don’t worry, I’m just playing a joke with the Emperor.”

 

“What kind of ridiculous joke is this!” Zhao Qi’s face turned red with anger. “You’re dead, He Changzhou! I’m telling you, you’re dead!”

 

He Changzhou said, “If Your Majesty agrees to share the peaches with me, I’ll get you down.”

 

“Share, share, share! I’ll give you all of them! Hurry up, I’m at my limit…”

 

He Changzhou grabbed Zhao Qi’s legs and lowered him down. As Zhao Qi’s feet touched the ground, he felt a great sense of relief. He took a deep breath, pointed at He Changzhou, and made a cutting motion with his hand, saying seriously, “Are you ready to face death?”

 

He Changzhou knelt on one knee, “I’m ready, but before dying, please remember to let me have some peaches.”

 

Zhao Qi grabbed a peach from Jiang Dehai’s arms and threw it at He Changzhou, “Eat it, eat it! I’ll kill you for real!”

 

Coincidentally, Xiao Shiqing, who was passing by and witnessed everything, let out a cold laugh, “Utterly boring.”

 

Soon, the day to return to the palace arrived. Empress Dowager Wen, who had just finished her final lecture on Buddhism and was bidding farewell to Master Yuan Tong, was suddenly interrupted by Zhao Qi rushing in, “Mother!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen furrowed her brows, “What’s the matter? Why are you so flustered?”

 

Zhao Qi said, “My peaches are missing!”

 

“What?”

 

“My peaches!” Zhao Qi cried out in despair, “The peaches I personally picked—such small peaches—they’re all gone!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was confused and turned to Jiang Dehai, “What’s going on?”

 

Jiang Dehai explained, “Your Majesty heard that the early peaches from Muyang Temple can cure illnesses, so he picked quite a few to take back to the palace. But today, while packing up, I found that all the early peaches were missing. I interrogated all the eunuchs who accompanied the Emperor, but couldn’t find any clues.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen laughed, “I thought it was something serious, but it’s just a few peaches. Look at how anxious you are.”

 

“This isn’t just about the peaches, Mother!” Zhao Qi said earnestly, “There’s a thief around me, in this holy Buddhist place! Today, the thief only stole my peaches, but who knows what he might steal next time!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen thought her son had a point, “So what do you propose we do?”

 

“Investigate thoroughly, we must get to the bottom of this!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen said, “Alright, let the Supreme Court handle the investigation.”

 

Master Yuan Tong said, “Your Majesty, the early peaches from Muyang Temple are just ordinary items and have no medicinal effects.”

 

“I know,” Zhao Qi said, “I’m not eating the peaches myself; I’m giving them as gifts. It’s the thought that counts. Since we haven’t left yet, I’ll pick a few more, though it seems there aren’t many left…”

 

After Zhao Qi left, Master Yuan Tong and Empress Dowager Wen exchanged glances and Master Yuan Tong said, “Your Majesty, the Emperor has cast off his previous lethargy. His appearance is now vibrant, with a broad forehead and a rosy complexion. This is indeed a good omen.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen smiled and said, “If Master says so, this old widow can be at ease.”

 

Master Yuan Tong hesitated and said, “However…”

 

Empress Dowager Wen quickly asked, “Master, please speak freely.”

 

Master Yuan Tong replied, “There’s no need for concern, Your Majesty. The Emperor is indeed a fortunate person. However, the Emperor’s fate is marked by excessive romance, which may bring some troubles in the future.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen sighed in relief, “The Emperor will surely have a harem of three thousand beauties in the future. Throughout history, which Emperor’s harem hasn’t faced troubles?”

 

Master Yuan Tong smiled and said, “What Your Majesty says is very true.”

 

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor left the palace for several days, and later, Prime Minister Xiao also left. With no proper master in the palace, everyone became quite lax.

 

In the Drunken Study, Rong Tang sat by the window reading. Jin Ning opened the window, letting in the spring sunlight, which traced a line of light on his white jade-like hand.

 

“Young Master, look,” Jin Ning said, “The sunlight is so lovely today.”

 

Rong Tang put down the book in his hand and replied, “Hmm.”

 

“Would you like to go out for a walk, Young Master?” Jin Ning asked tentatively. “You haven’t stepped out of the Drunken Study for over half a month.”

 

“No.”

 

“Young Master—”

 

Rong Tang’s tone was indifferent, “Have you forgotten what happened the last time we went out?”

 

Jin Ning thought for a moment and said, “Are you referring to Young Master Jiang falling into the water? But the Emperor didn’t blame you. Please go out for a walk; the physician also said that your illness requires more sunlight. Moreover, with the Emperor not in the palace, you won’t run into him.”

 

Rong Tang looked outside. The spring light was indeed perfect, and he hadn’t been out for a long time.

 

“Alright, let’s go.”

 

Rong Tang enjoyed tranquility and preferred walking on rarely frequented paths. He was in good spirits that day and didn’t feel tired even after walking for a long time. As they ventured further, they arrived at a slightly dilapidated courtyard. The gate of the courtyard was open, and a woman in plain clothes was scrubbing a toilet.

 

Jin Ning said, “Young Master, this place is filthy. Let’s leave.”

 

Rong Tang said, “Strange, why is there no unpleasant smell at all?”

 

“Who knows… Oh, isn’t that Miss Wang?!”

 

“Who?”

 

“The Miss Wang I mentioned to you before. Have you forgotten?” Jin Ning said. “Miss Wang is a beauty whom the Emperor brought back from outside the palace. Later, she secretly had an affair and became pregnant. The Emperor spared her life but made her scrub the palace toilets and said he would test medicine on her.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “Then why is she still alive?”

 

“Perhaps it’s because she has great fortune.”

 

Rong Tang pondered, “Let’s go in and take a look.”

 

Miss Wang was scrubbing the toilet when she suddenly saw a young man who looked like a celestial being approaching her. She was momentarily stunned and then said, “You are…”

 

Rong Tang glanced at her slightly bulging belly and said, “Don’t be afraid. I am like you.”

 

Miss Wang didn’t quite understand his meaning, but the young man in white before her looked so otherworldly that she felt no malice. “You, you should leave quickly. Be careful not to dirty your clothes.”

 

Rong Tang pointed to the toilet nearby, “Have you finished cleaning these?”

 

Miss Wang replied, “Not yet.”

 

Jin Ning was astonished, “They’re still so clean without being cleaned?!”

 

Miss Wang smiled, “I suppose I’m lucky. The toilets I receive are generally clean.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “And your unborn child…”

 

Miss Wang placed her hand on her belly, and her smile twisted slightly. “Hmph, the dog Emperor tests medicine on me every day. Yet my child is strong and healthy. I hope it makes that dog Emperor furious!”

 

Rong Tang was somewhat surprised. If Zhao Qi truly intended to torture someone, Miss Wang would definitely not be standing here, speaking to him.

 

“Do you hate him very much?” he asked.

 

“Although I’ve fallen into disgrace, my heart has long been devoted to someone else. I’ve been waiting for him to gather enough money to redeem me. The dog Emperor forcibly took me into the palace, and when I resisted, he even had my lover killed!” Miss Wang’s eyes reddened as she spoke. “I want to give him a cuckold. I want to curse him to die early!”

 

Jin Ning’s face turned pale and said, “Stop talking like that. Be careful not to be overheard!”

 

Miss Wang sneered, “I’m not afraid of death. What’s there to fear about being overheard?”

 

Rong Tang contemplated for a moment and asked, “How did the Emperor know that your child is not of dragon lineage?”

 

“The dog Emperor never touched me. How could my child possibly be his?”

 

Rong Tang’s eyes flickered slightly. “Never touched you?”

 

Miss Wang sneered, “Not just me, but none of the beauties the dog Emperor has had any real contact with. Some of them even dream of giving birth to a dragon offspring to rise to power, but unfortunately, the dog Emperor never sleeps with them.”

 

Rong Tang suddenly recalled asking Zhao Qi how many people he had slept with, and at that time, Zhao Qi seemed to have not given him an answer.

 

Jin Ning anxiously urged, “Young Master, it’s getting late. Let’s go back to the Drunken Study.”

 

Rong Tang came back to his senses and said, “Alright.”

 

Back at the Drunken Study, Rong Tang tried to continue reading but found himself distracted.

 

After dinner, Jiang Dehai personally visited the Drunken Study. “Young Master Rong, this is an early peach from Muyang Temple. His Majesty went to great lengths to obtain the last three and asked this old servant to deliver them to you.”

 

“Early peaches from Muyang Temple?” Jin Ning exclaimed, “Young Master, I’ve heard from my mother that eating Muyang Temple’s peaches can cure any illness!”

 

Rong Tang was skeptical of such claims and replied coldly, “Thank you for your trouble.”

 

Jiang Dehai added, “His Majesty also mentioned that he hasn’t touched these peaches, so you needn’t worry about them being dirty.”

 

Rong Tang was slightly taken aback. “Dirty?”

 

Jiang Dehai’s tone carried a hint of displeasure. “Didn’t you say before that His Majesty was dirty and that you felt disgusted on his behalf? His Majesty was quite upset when he heard that.”

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Chapter 12 – I will pick some peaches to nourish the sick beauty.

 

Facing Zhao Qi’s skeptical expression, Xiao Shiqing responded calmly, “Don’t believe me?”

 

Zhao Qi was about to shake his head when he saw Xiao Shiqing’s expression darken, and immediately changed his tune. “Since the Prime Minister says so, then I can only choose to believe you.”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled slightly. “Your Majesty seems quite reluctant.”

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t help but speak frankly. “After all, the Prime Minister isn’t as skilled as General He.”

 

“He Changzhou is indeed one of the top experts in Great Jing; he is quite formidable,” Xiao Shiqing said slowly, “but what use is that if he isn’t by Your Majesty’s side?”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes widened. “He’s not by my side? But I clearly asked him to stick close to me.”

 

“Your Majesty might want to check for yourself.”

 

“Alright,” Zhao Qi shifted slightly in Xiao Shiqing’s embrace and asked tentatively, “then… could the Prime Minister let me go now?”

 

As soon as the words were out, Xiao Shiqing unceremoniously withdrew.

 

Zhao Qi stood up, brushed off the dust from his clothes, cleared his throat, and called out, “Changzhou?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s brows lifted slightly.

 

“Really not here…” Zhao Qi said, “Old Jiang?”

 

Not even Jiang Dehai was present? Where had everyone gone, leaving him alone here?

 

Zhao Qi looked around, feeling that something was off. After thinking for a while, he said, “This room doesn’t seem to be the one I was sleeping in before.”

 

“Indeed.”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion. “Can you explain?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze shifted slightly. In the past, he would never have had the leisure to explain his actions to Zhao Qi. Now, even as he stared directly into Zhao Qi’s eyes, he still didn’t want to explain.

 

How could he explain? That he had used Zhao Qi as bait to lure out the remnants of the Broken Pulse Gang in the capital?

 

Indeed, his plan was foolproof. He had prepared a decoy similar in age and built to Zhao Qi, and the entire Mu Yang Temple was under his control. The remnants of the Broken Pulse Gang couldn’t escape his watchful eye. But He Changzhou had said something true; he had indeed used the young emperor and the Empress Dowager.

 

Xiao Shiqing hesitated for a moment before speaking in a deep voice. “There is a reason for my actions.”

 

“Oh…” Zhao Qi realized that further questioning might yield no answers and changed the topic. “So where did Changzhou go?”

 

“He is busy.”

 

“Busy with what—”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied coolly, “Does Your Majesty find it impossible to live without asking so many questions about He Changzhou?”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback and grew angry despite his usually good temper. “Why does the Prime Minister say this? He Changzhou is mine; can’t I ask about him?”

 

“No,” Xiao Shiqing said decisively. “It’s still far from dawn. Your Majesty should continue sleeping.”

 

Zhao Qi puffed up. “I won’t sleep. What can the Prime Minister do about it?”

 

“What can I do?” Xiao Shiqing asked slowly. “Does Your Majesty really want to know?”

 

Meeting Xiao Shiqing’s gaze, Zhao Qi’s courage vanished in an instant. “I suddenly feel a bit sleepy…”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded in satisfaction. “Go to bed, and don’t fall out again.”

 

In the main hall of Mu Yang Temple, Empress Dowager Wen was discussing Buddhist matters with Master Yuan Tong by candlelight. Speaking of her only son, Empress Dowager Wen expressed mixed feelings. “Since the Emperor’s illness has improved, I’ve finally felt a great weight lift from my heart, but…”

 

Master Yuan Tong asked, “Empress Dowager, if you have any concerns, please share them with me. I will do my utmost to help you.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen glanced at the full moon outside and said, “One of my worries is the Emperor. Though he has recovered, he seems like a completely different person.”

 

Master Yuan Tong asked, “May I inquire if this change in the Emperor is good or bad?”

 

“It’s certainly for the better. In the past, the Emperor was fond of wine and women; now he enjoys eating and sleeping. Previously, he spent all his time researching odd things and kept a number of mysterious beauties in the harem. Now, he hardly visits the harem and spends most of his time in the Yonghua Palace, eating and sleeping…” Empress Dowager Wen lowered her voice. “Master, could it be that the Emperor has fallen under some kind of spell?”

 

Master Yuan Tong smiled gently. “Even if he has, it is a good spell. The Emperor’s change benefits mother and child, the nation and its people. This is a blessing for Great Jing. There is no need for the Empress Dowager to worry about the reasons behind it.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen sighed lightly. “You’re right, Master. I’m just afraid that his change might raise suspicions among certain people.”

 

“It seems that your second concern is these ‘certain people.’”

 

Empress Dowager Wen nodded. “When the late Emperor was gravely ill and the throne had to be chosen early, the Xiao family supported me and the Emperor. On the surface, it seemed they were close to me, but in reality, it was because the Xiao family and I were easier to control. If Zhao Tong were sitting on the dragon throne now, would Xiao Shiqing still have such power, covering the sky with one hand?”

 

Master Yuan Tong replied, “Empress Dowager, the Emperor has long passed the age of ruling on his own. With this change, it seems to be heaven’s will to place the throne in the Emperor’s hands at this moment.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen gave a bitter smile and said, “I also wish for him to become a true emperor. But first, the emperor has always been clueless about court affairs and lacks interest; second, Xiao Shiqing would absolutely not agree to the emperor taking over the administration himself.”

 

Master Yuantong, holding his prayer beads, paused slightly and said, “Your Majesty, in this old monk’s view, there might be a turning point, but it must be approached gradually and not rushed.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen’s eyes lit up, “You mean…”

 

Before she could finish, hurried footsteps were heard from outside. Empress Dowager Wen stood up and asked, “What’s happening?”

 

A guard replied, “Your Majesty, it’s just the rotation of the Imperial Guards.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen skeptically asked, “How could a routine rotation cause such a commotion? Where is General He?”

 

The guard showed a troubled expression, “The general is…”

 

Empress Dowager Wen sensed that something was wrong and demanded sharply, “Where is He Changzhou? Didn’t I assign him to protect the emperor?!”

 

“General He is attending to other urgent matters,” Xiao Shiqing walked over calmly and bowed to Empress Dowager Wen, “Greetings, Empress Dowager.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen’s pupils constricted suddenly, “Prime Minister? Wasn’t I supposed to have you stay in the court? Why are you here at Muyang Temple?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied calmly, “I received a confidential report indicating that remnants of the Broken Pulse Gang are hiding in Muyang Mountain, attempting to harm the emperor and the Empress Dowager, so I came to provide protection.”

 

“Broken Pulse Gang?” Empress Dowager Wen was alarmed, “What about Qi’er? Is he safe?”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “The emperor is asleep and knows nothing; General He is leading elite troops to capture the assassins.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen felt slightly reassured, seeing Xiao Shiqing’s composed demeanor, and said, “Look at me, I’m all flustered, unlike the calm Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing gave a slight nod, “You flatter me, Empress Dowager.”

 

“But,” Empress Dowager Wen’s smile diminished slightly, “Since this concerns the emperor’s safety, just thinking that there are thieves so close to the emperor makes me very anxious.”

 

Xiao Shiqing continued smoothly, “Indeed, I was negligent, and I am willing to accept punishment.”

 

“Shiqing, don’t joke with me,” Empress Dowager Wen changed to a more intimate term, “I have always regarded you as a foster son; how could I bear to punish you?”

 

Xiao Shiqing seemed to understand Empress Dowager Wen’s thoughts and said, “I am frightened.”

 

“However, with so many state affairs recently, both you and I want to handle everything ourselves but are overwhelmed,” Empress Dowager Wen continued naturally, “The Longevity Festival is next month. At that time, princes from various regions will enter the capital, and envoys from other countries will come. There will be a lot to manage. I was thinking, since the emperor will be nineteen after the Longevity Festival, it’s time for him to start learning to manage the state affairs—what do you think, Shiqing?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was prepared for Xiao Shiqing to disagree, but unexpectedly he just smiled and said, “That’s fine.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was stunned, thinking she had misheard, “What?”

 

“Let the emperor learn to handle state affairs,” Xiao Shiqing smiled and said, “I will personally teach him.”

 

Zhao Qi had slept through the night, and the next day everything seemed normal as if nothing had happened. Jiang Dehai’s head was swollen, and the attending guard said he had accidentally fallen and lost consciousness, so they carried him off to rest.

 

Zhao Qi knew that Xiao Shiqing was definitely hiding something from him, but he couldn’t do anything about it, so he preferred to remain a happy layabout.

 

For the next two days, Empress Dowager Wen stayed at the temple, observing the fasting and praying. Zhao Qi also attended a Buddhist lecture once. However, after Master Yuantong had only spoken a few sentences, Zhao Qi became so drowsy that he fell asleep by the fifth sentence.

 

An hour later, he yawned as he walked out of the Dharma hall. Empress Dowager Wen asked, “Didn’t you sleep well last night?”

 

“No, it’s because Master Yuantong is too formidable,” Zhao Qi said seriously, “Even if I slept for three days and nights, I would still fall asleep immediately listening to him.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen smiled meaningfully, “You can only sleep a little longer now.”

 

“What do you mean, Mother?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen said, “You’ll find out when you return to the palace.”

 

After that, Zhao Qi stayed in the back room, passing the time. Xiao Shiqing and He Changzhou were busy with something, and he couldn’t even catch a glimpse of them.

 

In the yard of the back room was a solitary peach tree. Though the blossoms were not impressive, it bore many small peaches. Zhao Qi happened to pass by and saw a young eunuch picking peaches from the tree and asked curiously, “It’s only a few months into the year; how are there peaches already?”

 

Jiang Dehai explained, “Your Majesty may not know, but this peach tree at Muyang Temple bears fruit around this time every year. It’s quite rare. There’s also a folk saying that the early peaches from Muyang Temple can cure all ailments and extend one’s life. That’s why many people in the capital spend a lot of money to seek these peaches each year.”

 

“Really?” Zhao Qi was astonished, “Lack of education is truly frightening.”

 

“Who says it isn’t? If it were really so effective, the monks at Muyang Temple wouldn’t age and suffer from illnesses.”

 

Zhao Qi was slightly surprised, “I didn’t expect you to be quite insightful, eunuch.”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled and said, “I don’t deserve the title of ‘wise.’ I just think that eating early peaches is much like praying to gods and worshipping. It’s all about making oneself feel better. When one feels at ease, the illness will naturally recover faster.”

 

Zhao Qi clapped and praised him, “Impressive, impressive, very impressive.”

 

When it came to illness, Zhao Qi immediately thought of Rong Tang. Since Rong Tang didn’t want the peach blossoms, how about a few small peaches?

 

Zhao Qi walked over to the tree. The young eunuch on the tree quickly climbed down when he saw him. Zhao Qi said, “Don’t move. Pick a few more before you come down.”

 

The young eunuch asked, “Which ones does Your Majesty want?”

 

Zhao Qi pointed to one of the peaches and said, “Look at that one; the tree trunk is long and wide, just like that peach, which is small and round.”

 

“What’s small and round?”

 

Hearing a familiar voice, Zhao Qi turned around abruptly, “Changzhou?!”

 

“Your Majesty,” He Changzhou smiled, “I haven’t seen you for two days. Have you missed me?”

 

Zhao Qi stopped directing the eunuch and pretended to be angry, “How dare you ask? Where have you been these past two days?”

 

He Changzhou had a hint of fatigue in his eyes, “The Prime Minister got a lead on the whereabouts of the Broken Pulse Gang’s lair in the capital. I was ordered to go and deal with the bandits.”

 

Zhao Qi responded with a “Oh,” and said, “So it was that traitor… The Prime Minister borrowed you for that. How did it go?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “We captured and killed the leader of the Broken Pulse Gang on the spot, and over a hundred people were taken alive. The case has been handed over to the Ministry of Justice, which will surely track down the gang’s scattered strongholds. Your Majesty, you needn’t worry.”

 

Zhao Qi patted He Changzhou’s shoulder, “Well done. You must be tired; go rest quickly.”

 

“It’s not urgent.” He Changzhou glanced at the peach tree, “Does Your Majesty want to eat some peaches?”

 

“No, just pick a few to play with.”

 

“Shall I pick them for you?”

 

“Eh?” Zhao Qi hadn’t reacted yet when He Changzhou picked him up by the legs, and Zhao Qi could now reach the small peaches.

 

“Can Your Majesty reach them?” He Changzhou asked.

 

“Yes,” Zhao Qi twisted off a peach, “There are more over there. Move a little to the left!”

 

He Changzhou complied, “Your Majesty, with so many small peaches, what do you plan to do with them?”

 

Without hesitation, Zhao Qi said, “Take them back to the palace and give them to Rong Tang.”

 

He Changzhou asked, “…Your Majesty, could you repeat that?”

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

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

 

 

 

Chapter 11 – I will only give birth to two, thank you.

 

As evening approached, Zhao Qi and Empress Dowager Wen’s carriage arrived at the foot of Muyang Mountain. The abbot and the senior monks of Muyang Temple had long been waiting there.

 

Muyang Temple had been a royal temple since the Chen Dynasty. From its founding to the present day, it had been standing for hundreds of years, enduring several changes in dynasties. The temple was serene and ancient, surrounded by lush trees. The air inside was filled with the scent of sandalwood, and the walls and pillars were covered in cracks. The deep and resonant sound of the temple bell made Zhao Qi feel as if his soul was being purified.

 

Since the death of the late emperor, Empress Dowager Wen had begun to practice Buddhism and had been acquainted with the abbot of Muyang Temple for many years. She waved off the formalities and smiled at the abbot, saying, “Master Yuan Tong, it’s been years. I hope you’ve been well.”

 

…That title sounds a bit familiar?

 

Master Yuan Tong responded, “Amitabha. Empress Dowager, you look radiant and joyful. It seems that the long-standing worries have been resolved. I offer my congratulations.”

 

“Indeed, nothing escapes your wise eyes, Master,” Empress Dowager Wen said with a smile, glancing at Zhao Qi beside her. “I have come here to fulfill my long-held wish.”

 

He Changzhou asked quietly, “What is the Empress Dowager’s wish? Does His Majesty know about it?”

 

Zhao Qi looked up at the sky. “I don’t know anything.”

 

He Changzhou stroked his chin. “I’m a bit curious.”

 

“I advise you not to be,” Zhao Qi said expressionlessly. “Curiosity killed the cat.”

 

Master Yuan Tong made a gesture of invitation. “Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, please follow me into the temple.”

 

Zhao Qi deliberately slowed his pace and asked the two elders following Master Yuan Tong, “May I ask what your Dharma names are?”

 

“In reply to Your Majesty, my Dharma name is Zhong Tong.”

 

“In reply to Your Majesty, my Dharma name is Shen Tong.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” He realized that the original author of The Boundless Great Jing was quite lazy, even too lazy to come up with decent names for minor characters.

 

Zhao Qi followed Empress Dowager Wen into the main hall. Master Yuan Tong handed them incense sticks. Zhao Qi took one, lit it, and, following Empress Dowager Wen’s lead, held it high, made a bow, closed his eyes, and paid three respects to the Buddha’s golden statue.

 

Zhao Qi opened one eye and saw Empress Dowager Wen looking devout, her lips moving in silent recitation.

 

Though Zhao Qi didn’t believe in Buddhism, since he was here, he silently made a wish: “Buddha, please bless my mother with good health and long life; let me reign smoothly as emperor, with fewer people who dislike me and fewer who wish to harm me; and lastly, bless the people of the world with peace and prosperity, and for the Great Jing Dynasty to be stable and prosperous. Amen—no, Amitabha.”

 

After the worship, they handed the incense stick to Master Zhong Tong, who placed it in the incense burner.

 

Master Yuan Tong said, “The vegetarian meal is ready. Please proceed to the dining room in the back to enjoy it.”

 

“There’s no rush; I’m not hungry yet,” Empress Dowager Wen said. “Qi’er, the temple’s divination is always accurate. Would you like to draw a fortune stick?”

 

Zhao Qi was quite interested in drawing a fortune stick. “Sure.”

 

A young monk stepped forward with a divination container. Zhao Qi shook it casually, and a wooden stick fell out, which He Changzhou picked up.

 

He Changzhou said, “Not bad, it’s a good fortune stick.”

 

“Oh?” Zhao Qi leaned closer, standing on tiptoe. “Let me see!”

 

Empress Dowager Wen smiled and said, “You can’t tell much just by looking at the stick. Master, please bring out the divination text.”

 

Master Shen Tong asked, “May I ask what Your Majesty is inquiring about?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen answered before Zhao Qi could speak, “Of course, it’s about the offspring of the royal family.”

 

Zhao Qi muttered silently to himself: I’m not.

 

Master Shen Tong smiled and said, “Then let me offer my congratulations to Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager first.” He handed the divination text to Zhao Qi.

 

Before Zhao Qi could examine it closely, Empress Dowager Wen eagerly snatched it away, “‘To be enjoyed by the ancestral temple, to be protected for future generations’….” She couldn’t stop smiling, “Indeed, it’s a good fortune! Wonderful, excellent!”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled. “What do you mean?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “It means that in the future, His Majesty will be able to enjoy the ancestral sacrifices, and His Majesty’s descendants will preserve the legacy left by His Majesty.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen held Zhao Qi’s hand with a smile and said, “Your late father had few children, with only two sons and three daughters among the dozens in the harem. I was worried you might end up like your father, but it seems my fears were unfounded.”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled, “The Emperor is still young. In the future, he will surely have as many sons and daughters as Emperor Gaozu!”

 

Zhao Qi showed a look of disdain. “I don’t want that.”

 

He Changzhou laughed upon hearing this. Jiang Dehai looked confused, not understanding what he had said wrong. Empress Dowager Wen scolded, “What nonsense are you talking? Having more children is a blessing.”

 

Zhao Qi knew he probably couldn’t agree with Empress Dowager Wen on this issue, so he decided not to argue. In his view, having two children, one son and one daughter, was quite sufficient. Anything more would be hard to manage. Plus, as a well-educated and virtuous young man, he had no intention of expanding his harem. It was likely he would only marry one empress in the future, as having more would only cause him to worry about his wife.

 

Later, the group went to a side room for a vegetarian meal. The meal at Muyang Temple was exquisitely prepared, without any meat, which was perfect for Zhao Qi, who had just recovered from motion sickness. Zhao Qi ate two bowls in one go and felt quite full, reclining like a salted fish and yawning.

 

Seeing this, Empress Dowager Wen said, “Qi’er, if you’re tired, go rest in the side room. I still need to talk to Master Yuan Tong later.”

 

Zhao Qi stood up, “Then I’ll go back first. Mother, you should rest early too.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen nodded, “General He.”

 

“I’m here.”

 

“This place is different from the palace; you must be meticulous in everything.”

 

He Changzhou lowered his eyes. “Rest assured, Empress Dowager.”

 

He Changzhou personally escorted Zhao Qi back to the side room. Zhao Qi, exhausted from a day of bumping around, collapsed onto the bed as soon as he entered the room. Jiang Dehai stood beside him with a warm towel and advised, “Your Majesty, please wipe your face before you sleep.”

 

Zhao Qi closed his eyes and replied, “I don’t want to.”

 

Jiang Dehai looked awkwardly at He Changzhou. “This…”

 

“Give me the towel,” He Changzhou said, “You can leave.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated. “You’re a general. How can you do this?”

 

He Changzhou smiled faintly, “Even if I were just a minister, I would still be the Emperor’s servant. Besides, it was the Emperor who asked me to attend to him.”

 

Jiang Dehai was startled by the remark about ministers being servants of the Emperor. Although it was true, the mention of Lord Xiao made it clear that only General He would dare to speak this way.

 

“General, you are right,” Jiang Dehai forced a smile. “I will wait outside. Call if you need anything.”

 

He Changzhou nodded, “Go on.”

 

Zhao Qi had already fallen deeply asleep. He Changzhou casually wiped his face a couple of times, thinking he had managed the strength well, but he actually ended up smearing Zhao Qi’s face red. Despite this, Zhao Qi showed no signs of waking up, only slightly frowning and mumbling something.

 

He Changzhou covered him with a blanket, watched him for a while, and gently brushed his delicate eyelashes. He thought that this little sleepyhead was too adorable. Unfortunately, no matter how cute Zhao Qi was, in Xiao Shiqing’s eyes, he was merely a tool to be used.

 

That night, when the little emperor was drunk, He Changzhou carried him back to Yonghua Palace and then went to the Administrative Hall, where Prime Minister Xiao was waiting.

 

“The influence of the Broken Pulse Gang has long been entrenched in the Central Plains. Although their occasional disturbances are minor, I have lost patience dealing with them,” said Xiao Shiqing.

 

He Changzhou asked, “What does the Prime Minister intend to do?”

 

“At the end of the month, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager will leave the palace for Muyang Temple and stay there for a few days,” Xiao Shiqing said indifferently. “Broken Pulse Gang’s people probably already know about this. Since the Emperor and Empress Dowager rarely leave the palace, they will certainly take action.”

 

He Changzhou immediately understood, “You want to draw them out?”

 

Xiao Shiqing lowered his head and looked at the memorials, noncommittal.

 

He Changzhou, incredulous, said, “But these are the Empress Dowager and the Emperor. Are you really willing to risk their safety?”

 

“I don’t undertake tasks without confidence,” Xiao Shiqing said.

 

“And what if something goes wrong?”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised his eyes. “There is no ‘what if.’”

 

“Even if it’s the Emperor, the Empress Dowager has a deep debt of gratitude to the Xiao family. Are you really willing to be so heartless?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied casually, “Is it that the Empress Dowager owes the Xiao family a mountain of gratitude, or is it the Xiao family who owes the Empress Dowager?”

 

He Changzhou was at a loss for words. “What the Prime Minister says is truly cold-hearted. If the Empress Dowager hears this…”

 

“Do you think she’s unaware?” Xiao Shiqing interrupted. “The Empress Dowager and I understand each other well.”

 

He Changzhou was left speechless.

 

Xiao Shiqing continued, “According to reports from our spies, the Broken Pulse Gang’s lair is in a hidden place near the outskirts of the capital, and they intend to capture Zhao Qi to threaten me and the Empress Dowager. We just need to follow them, and we’ll be able to capture them all.”

 

“And then?” He Changzhou asked. “When will this be? After the Emperor has fallen into their hands?”

 

Xiao Shiqing was indifferent. “If you’re unwilling, I can assign this task to someone else. However, I vaguely recall that General He’s own uncle was killed by the Broken Pulse Gang. Don’t you want to avenge him?”

 

He Changzhou took a deep breath. “Alright, I’ll follow the Prime Minister’s plan.”

 

He Changzhou poured himself a cup of tea, and before he had finished it, he heard Jiang Dehai’s deliberately lowered voice: “General He, a Deputy General surnamed Xu said he has important matters to report to you.”

 

He Changzhou opened the door, and Deputy General Xu was standing there. Upon seeing him, Xu knelt and saluted: “General.”

 

“What’s the matter?”

 

Deputy General Xu said: “I’ve captured a sneaky sweeping monk outside the Empress Dowager’s chamber. I suspect he’s from Broken Pulse Gang.”

 

Jiang Dehai was startled: “Broken Pulse Gang? Are they the remnants of the previous dynasty trying to restore it?”

 

“Yes,” He Changzhou’s expression grew serious, “Where is the Empress Dowager now?”

 

Deputy General Xu replied: “The Empress Dowager is still in the front hall, offering her respects to Buddha.”

 

He Changzhou pondered for a moment, “It seems that Mu Yang Temple isn’t a safe place after all.”

 

“How could that be!” Jiang Dehai said urgently, “Before the Empress Dowager and His Majesty arrived, hadn’t you already checked everyone and everything in the temple?”

 

“There may be some that slipped through the net,” He Changzhou said, “Where is that sweeping monk? I need to interrogate him personally.”

 

Deputy General Xu responded: “I’ve locked him up in an empty guest room. Please follow me.”

 

He Changzhou said: “Lead the way.”

 

“Wait, General!” Jiang Dehai stopped him, “If you go, what about His Majesty?”

 

He Changzhou said: “I will send reliable people to protect His Majesty. Don’t worry.”

 

“But His Majesty only trusts you!”

 

He Changzhou’s eyes showed a hint of hesitation, “If we don’t quickly get to the bottom of this suspicious person, we won’t be able to ensure the safety of His Majesty and the Empress Dowager. These are my trusted aides; I trust them.”

 

Unable to stop him, Jiang Dehai watched as He Changzhou hurriedly left. He opened the door and looked inside—the Emperor was still sound asleep.

 

The temple was even quieter and more desolate at night than during the day. A group of armored palace guards walked in formation, saying to the guards on duty: “We’re changing shifts. We’ll take over here for the rest of the night. You can go get some rest.”

 

Jiang Dehai, stationed at the guest room door, grabbed one of the guards and asked: “Has there been any news from General He?”

 

The guard shook his head, “Not yet. You must be tired too, so hurry and get some rest. We’re here now.”

 

“No, I must stay here—” Jiang Dehai’s words were cut off as he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

 

“Why not just kill him?” another guard asked.

 

“Leave him alive to inform that traitor surnamed Xiao. Stop wasting time and get in there to take the person away.”

 

The group entered the room, lifted the sleeping Emperor from the bed, and left.

 

Zhao Qi wasn’t very still in his sleep. He tossed and turned, and the bed in the guest room wasn’t as large as the dragon bed, so he rolled to the edge of the bed.

 

When Xiao Shiqing entered the room, Zhao Qi’s body was half hanging off the bed, about to fall.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s eyes darkened. He quickly walked to the bed just as Zhao Qi turned, and Zhao Qi fell off the bed—

 

The noise was loud enough to wake even a pig. Zhao Qi opened his eyes and saw a handsome face enlarged before him, thinking he was dreaming. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and asked uncertainly: “…Prime Minister?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi was bewildered. How did he end up in Xiao Shiqing’s arms? Wait, wasn’t he in Mu Yang Temple?

 

Zhao Qi blinked and asked: “Why is the Prime Minister here?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s face was cold as he replied: “To protect you.”

 

“Huh?” Zhao Qi was confused, “Aren’t I being guarded by General He?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “He’s not capable.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…He’s not capable, but you are?”

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

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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 10 – I don’t think I’m fat, but the Prime Minister asked me to eat less.

 

The next day, Zhao Qi and Empress Dowager Wen set off for Muyang Mountain, with Xiao Shiqing leading a delegation of civil and military officials to see them off. This was Zhao Qi’s first time leaving the palace since entering the book, and he remarked: “I’m so happy—what a joke.”

 

He didn’t want to leave the palace at all. All he wanted was to stay in his quarters, eat and sleep to his heart’s content, and enjoy some peace and quiet. The palace was tightly guarded, with bodyguards everywhere, making it very safe. Outside the palace, the dangers were numerous, with too many people wishing for his demise. There might even be a bunch of assassins waiting to strike from some unseen bush.

 

Zhao Qi repeatedly instructed He Changzhou, “Once we leave the palace, you must not leave my side for even a step. You need to stick close to me at all times. Do you understand?”

 

He Changzhou asked, “What about when we sleep?”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “We can sleep in the same room.”

 

He Changzhou touched his nose, “That…”

 

“He Xiaojiangjun needn’t hesitate,” Xiao Shiqing approached them and said coldly, “The emperor’s dragon bed isn’t something just anyone can access—have we prepared everything?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “Yes, we can set off at any time.”

 

“Then what are we waiting for?” Xiao Shiqing said, “Let’s invite the Empress Dowager.”

 

Zhao Qi helped Empress Dowager Wen to the carriage and then went to his own carriage. Jiang Dehai was squatting on the ground, as per custom, Zhao Qi was supposed to step on his back to get into the carriage.

 

Zhao Qi waved his hand and said, “No need for that. I can get in myself.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at the small emperor, who only reached his shoulder, “Are you sure?”

 

He Changzhou said, “I’ll carry the emperor into the carriage.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, somewhat puzzled, remarked, “General, are you addicted to carrying people?”

 

He Changzhou: “…”

 

Zhao Qi, who was struggling to climb into the carriage, thought, “???”

 

Xiao Shiqing said淡淡ly, “Since he wants to climb, let him climb.”

 

With the authority of the prime minister speaking, He Changzhou had no choice but to comply.

 

The carriage was slightly lower than the horse but still not easy to get into. Zhao Qi, being a homebody who was even pinned down by a sick Rong Tang, had poor physical strength. He grabbed the railing of the carriage and, using all his strength, managed to get one foot inside and clambered up with difficulty. He sighed in relief, thinking that this wouldn’t do for the long run; he’d have to exercise more like the concubines in the palace.

 

Zhao Qi looked down at Xiao Shiqing and said, “Prime Minister, I’m heading off first. I’ll trouble you to stay in the palace and hold down the fort for the next few days.”

 

Xiao Shiqing played along with Zhao Qi’s show, smiling faintly, “Your Majesty, rest assured.”

 

Zhao Qi turned to enter the carriage but accidentally stepped into thin air. He struggled to keep his balance on the edge but everything happened too fast. He could only close his eyes in resignation.

 

With the surrounding attendants’ screams, Zhao Qi landed heavily against someone. The person grunted, took a step back, and held Zhao Qi’s waist, managing to steady himself.

 

Zhao Qi smelled a familiar faint scent of ink, and then Xiao Shiqing’s voice came to his ear, “Has His Majesty gained weight?”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

“Eat less on the mountain,” Xiao Shiqing held Zhao Qi a moment longer before letting him go.

 

He Changzhou had a complex expression and asked, “Is His Majesty alright?”

 

“I’m fine.” Zhao Qi rubbed his waist. After being a couch potato for so long, he did gain some weight, but his waist was still quite slim.

 

Jiang Dehai, still shaken, said, “Your Majesty, you scared me half to death! Please step on my back to get in!”

 

Zhao Qi, not wanting to cause more trouble, agreed, “Alright then.”

 

“No need,” He Changzhou said, lifting Zhao Qi with one hand and effortlessly placing him in the carriage. He smiled, “Your Majesty, please steady yourself.”

 

Zhao Qi enthusiastically exclaimed, “General He, you really are as strong as a mountain and impressive—well done, my general.”

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes slightly and turned away, “It’s getting late. Your Majesty, please proceed.”

 

Other ministers echoed, “Farewell to His Majesty and the Empress Dowager.”

 

Muyang Mountain was located on the outskirts of the capital and it would take about a day to get there from the palace. Zhao Qi’s carriage was very spacious, equipped with a bed, a table, and a bookshelf filled with books to keep him entertained.

 

However, reading was impossible. Although Zhao Qi could recognize every word, reading them together was beyond his comprehension. It took him half a day to turn one page, and he thought it was better to take a nap instead. Moreover, the ride was quite uncomfortable, with the uneven road making him nauseous shortly after he got on.

 

During a rest stop, He Changzhou brought a bunch of food into the carriage and was startled by Zhao Qi’s pale face, “Your Majesty, what’s wrong?”

 

Zhao Qi was wrapped in a blanket, revealing only his pale face, and weakly said, “I’m feeling a bit carsick.”

 

“Why didn’t you say earlier that you get carriage-sick, Your Majesty?” He Changzhou placed the food on the table and took out a piece of hawthorn cake, offering it to Zhao Qi. “Eating something sour should help. Open your mouth.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head. “I don’t want to eat.” He couldn’t stomach anything right now; he was sure he would just throw up if he tried.

 

He Changzhou looked at him and teased, “Is it because you listened to the Chancellor’s advice that you’re refusing to eat?”

 

… What does that even mean? Zhao Qi didn’t bother to explain. “Yes, he said I’m getting fat.”

 

He Changzhou paused for a moment and then said, “Don’t listen to the Chancellor. Not only are you not fat, but you should actually eat more. I can wrap my hands around your waist.”

 

Zhao Qi forced a smile. “I really don’t want to eat.”

 

He Changzhou suggested, “Or how about riding a horse with me?”

 

“Oh?!” Zhao Qi became interested. “But I’m not very good at riding horses.”

 

He Changzhou was surprised. “You don’t know how? Isn’t horsemanship a mandatory skill for the princes of Dajin?”

 

Zhao Qi huffed and puffed, “I didn’t learn it well.”

 

He Changzhou said, “Then I’ll just ride the same horse with you.”

 

Zhao Qi got out of the carriage and followed He Changzhou. He Changzhou’s horse was resting beside the carriage. Jiang Dehai, upon learning that Zhao Qi was going to ride, became worried like a mother. “Is this really alright? What if something happens and the Emperor gets hurt…”

 

He Changzhou interrupted, “Don’t worry, Father Jiang. With me here, His Majesty will be safe.”

 

Zhao Qi looked at the horse, which was about the same height as him, and asked, “Can I trust you, General He?”

 

A flicker of surprise crossed He Changzhou’s eyes. “You can.” He embraced Zhao Qi’s waist and helped him mount the horse.

 

Zhao Qi sat in front, with He Changzhou’s solid chest behind him. He Changzhou’s arms wrapped around him as he took the reins. “How do you feel, Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi took a deep breath. “I feel that the air outside is so refreshing.”

 

He Changzhou smiled brightly. “Hold on tight, Your Majesty.”

 

Although riding a horse was a bit bumpy, the air was much better than sitting in the carriage. The horse moved slowly, and Jiang Dehai followed on foot, his eyes fixed on Zhao Qi, worried that he might fall off. The spring breeze brought the scent of fresh grass, similar to the fragrance on He Changzhou.

 

Speaking of which, He Changzhou, Xiao Shiqing, and Rong Tang all had distinct scents. Zhao Qi wondered if he had a scent as well.

 

He Changzhou’s voice came from behind. “What are you thinking about, Your Majesty?”

 

“The scent.”

 

“Mm?”

 

“Do I have a scent?”

 

He Changzhou said, “Yes.”

 

“What kind of scent?”

 

He Changzhou leaned down and sniffed Zhao Qi’s hair. “Sweet.”

 

Zhao Qi: ???

 

Jiang Dehai laughed. “The Yonghua Palace has been burning dragon’s saliva incense for years, so His Majesty probably smells of dragon’s saliva incense.”

 

“Is that so?” He Changzhou said, “No wonder I don’t smell it elsewhere.”

 

“Do you like it?” Zhao Qi glanced back slightly in the spring light, his hair tousled by the breeze. “I’ll reward you with some later.”

 

Jiang Dehai’s expression changed. “That’s not appropriate, Your Majesty. Since ancient times, dragon’s saliva incense has been used exclusively by the imperial family. Not even ordinary officials or the Empress can use it.”

 

“It’s alright,” He Changzhou looked at Zhao Qi’s profile. “When I want to smell it, I can just come to see you.”

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

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

I really, really appreciate all the support from my readers <3 It goes a long way and motivates me lots!

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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 9 – My peach blossom was thrown away.

 

Rong Tang didn’t pay much attention to the peach blossom, only asking a nearby palace maid to take some water to keep the flower alive. To his surprise, the next day, a new peach blossom appeared outside his window.

 

The palace maid, Jin Ning, also found it odd. “Young Master, do you have any idea who sent these peach blossoms?”

 

Holding a book, Rong Tang didn’t even look up. “I don’t know.”

 

Jin Ning carefully changed the water for the wilted branch and suddenly said, “Could it be the Emperor?”

 

Since Rong Tang was forced into the palace, the Emperor had frequently sent gifts to the Drunken Scholar’s Studio—mostly gold, silver, and jade artifacts, antiques, and precious items, including some famous calligraphy and paintings, as well as rare books from the previous dynasty. Each gift was quite valuable. However, while the peach blossoms were lovely, they were worthless, unlike something the Emperor would typically send.

 

Rong Tang replied indifferently, “It’s not.”

 

“Then it might be one of the palace maids from another palace,” Jin Ning said with a smile, “Young Master, since you’re so handsome, there are often some curious young palace maids who come to the Drunken Scholar’s Studio to take a peek at you!”

 

Rong Tang didn’t say anything more. After nightfall, he stayed in the study, reading instead of returning to his room. The study faced his bedroom, and by opening the window, he could see any movement outside his bedroom.

 

At the lights-out time, when all the palace maids and eunuchs had gone to bed, a figure sneaked in through the side door of the Drunken Scholar’s Studio, holding something and heading straight for his bedroom.

 

Rong Tang: “…”

 

Zhao Qi, as an Emperor, found it quite challenging to sneak into his lover’s quarters like a thief, his heart racing at 180 beats per minute. Fortunately, everything went smoothly. He placed the peach blossoms in front of the window and had just turned around when a voice came from behind him: “Ahem—”

 

“!!!”

 

Startled, Zhao Qi jumped towards the wall like a rabbit, grabbing a “weapon” in his hand and turning swiftly to point the peach blossom branch at the intruder. “Who is it?!”

 

Rong Tang looked at the tips of the flower petals and frowned slightly. “It’s really you.”

 

Seeing who it was, Zhao Qi felt even more tense and did not relax. He maintained a stern face and tried to stay calm. “I was just passing by. I didn’t intend to visit you. Don’t think too much about it.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “Was the peach blossom from a couple of days ago also from you?”

 

Zhao Qi lowered the peach blossom branch. “…Yes.” Although the previous blossoms had been delivered by a eunuch, Zhao Qi himself had brought these after having supper at the Cian Palace with Empress Dowager Wen. On his way back to his own quarters, he had stopped by the Drunken Scholar’s Studio to personally deliver the flowers as a gesture of sincerity.

 

Rong Tang’s eyes grew somber. Was the Emperor really sneaking around to deliver a peach blossom so late at night? Or was there another motive?

 

“Why?”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Huh?”

 

Rong Tang’s expression remained indifferent. “Why did you send me the peach blossoms?”

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head. “Just… hoping you get better soon, like these blooming peach blossoms, full of vitality.”

 

“Vitality…” Rong Tang’s eyes were cold and lifeless. His vitality had dissipated the day he entered the harem, leaving behind only a shell. Born into a scholarly family and having achieved high honors, he should have been serving on the court. Yet now, he was trapped behind the high red walls, reduced to serving the Emperor in name. His family was unable to hold their head high in the capital because of him, and his father and uncles were mocked by their peers. All of this was thanks to the person before him.

 

Zhao Qi looked at Rong Tang anxiously. The moonlight was beautiful but cold tonight, and Rong Tang was even colder.

 

“I appreciate your kindness, Your Majesty,” Rong Tang said. “You may leave now.”

 

Zhao Qi could see the despair in Rong Tang’s eyes and felt despair himself. This was all due to the original owner’s actions—what could he do?

 

“Well, do you still want the peach blossoms?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

Rong Tang did not answer, turning and walking into his room, closing the door and window in front of Zhao Qi.

 

Holding the discarded peach blossoms, Zhao Qi comforted himself: It’s fine if you don’t want them; I’ll keep them for making peach blossom wine.

 

Rong Tang caught a chill from the evening breeze and started developing a fever and cough the next day. Jin Ning prepared some medicine and brought it to him. “Young Master, should we call a physician to check on you?”

 

“No need.” Rong Tang coughed lightly. “Throw away the peach blossoms.”

 

Jin Ning thought she might have heard wrong. “Young Master?”

 

“Just throw away all the peach blossoms we’ve received these days.”

 

The day before setting off for Muliang Mountain, Zhao Qi decided to indulge in some meat. He asked Jiang Dehai to bring a full set of barbecue tools and had the Imperial Kitchen send over chicken, duck, fish, and meat. He skewered the items and roasted them over charcoal.

 

Jiang Dehai watched nervously from the side. “Your Majesty, let us do it. Be careful not to burn yourself.”

 

“Meat that isn’t grilled by yourself lacks soul,” Zhao Qi said, brushing oil on the chicken wings with a calligraphy brush. “This brush isn’t good for writing but works well for barbecue.”

 

Jiang Dehai forced a smile. “Your Majesty, these are tributes from Luozhou.”

 

“No wonder. I’ll make sure to give Luozhou’s governor a good review.”

 

As the delicious aroma of roasting meat filled the air, Zhao Qi hummed a tune while grilling. “Braised chicken wings, I like to eat them. The more I want to ascend, the more I should eat. If I don’t eat now, I won’t have another chance…”

 

A little eunuch came in to report, “Your Majesty, General He requests an audience.”

 

“Oh? Please, have him come in!”

 

He Changzhou, dressed in military uniform and still full of energy, entered the Yonghua Palace. Seeing Zhao Qi sitting by the charcoal fire with his sleeves rolled up, exposing his white and slender wrists, one hand holding skewers of chicken wings and the other holding a calligraphy brush, he smiled and said, “General He has arrived.”

 

He Changzhou laughed and replied, “Your Majesty, just call me by my name.”

 

Zhao Qi wasn’t being polite either, “Changzhou, do you like eating chicken wings?”

 

He Changzhou replied, “Yes, I do. When I was stationed in the northwest, I often caught wild chickens and roasted them.”

 

“Wild game isn’t as good as farmed ones. Aren’t they more delicious?” Zhao Qi handed the freshly roasted chicken wings to He Changzhou, “Here, try my cooking.”

 

He Changzhou took them, had a bite, and exclaimed, “Hot—”

 

Zhao Qi laughed, “Of course, it’s hot right after being roasted.”

 

He Changzhou held the chicken wing up to Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, could you blow on it for me?”

 

Zhao Qi puffed out his cheeks and blew on the fragrant chicken wings a few times, “Try it again.”

 

He Changzhou ate the chicken wings one by one. After chewing for a while, he spat out the clean bones, with not a trace of meat left on them. Zhao Qi looked at him with an expression as if he had swallowed an egg whole.

 

He Changzhou laughed at Zhao Qi’s comical expression and stuffed a chicken wing into his mouth, “Your Majesty should have some too.”

 

Zhao Qi tried to mimic He Changzhou but after a lot of effort, his bones were left incomplete and the meat wasn’t cleaned off properly. He couldn’t help but sigh, “Your skills with your mouth are really impressive.”

 

After finishing the chicken wings, Zhao Qi and He Changzhou sat together roasting duck legs. Zhao Qi suddenly felt a bit of an itch in his nose, turned his head, and sneezed loudly. He pinched the tip of his nose and muttered, “Who’s cursing me…”

 

Jiang Dehai came over with a cloak and urged him to put it on, “Your Majesty, take care of your health. This cloak…”

 

“No need, no need,” Zhao Qi said, “Wearing the dragon robe is already very inconvenient. The sleeves are so wide and big. How can I roast duck with a cloak on?”

 

He Changzhou glanced at Zhao Qi’s exposed wrist, “Let me have a look.”

 

Zhao Qi felt a warmth as He Changzhou gently held his wrist, “It is a bit cold. Your Majesty should lower your sleeves.”

 

Due to his years spent outside, He Changzhou’s skin was not as fair as Zhao Qi’s, and their hands together showed a stark contrast. Zhao Qi envied, “Your skin is really nice.”

 

He Changzhou snorted, “Your Majesty is the one with the fair and tender skin.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his finger, “A grown man doesn’t need to be so fair and tender. It’s quite girly.”

 

He Changzhou’s hand moved up to Zhao Qi’s elbow, pulling his rolled-up sleeve down, “I’ll help Your Majesty roast the duck.”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t insist further and sat aside watching He Changzhou roast. Jiang Dehai dr4p3d the cloak over him and asked, “Your Majesty, are you still sending the peach blossoms from the Drunken Scholar’s Study today?”

 

Without thinking, Zhao Qi said, “If he doesn’t want them, why send them?”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at him, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

 

“Your Majesty, I heard from the palace maid at the Drunken Scholar’s Study that this morning, Young Master Rong threw away all the peach blossoms you sent him these past few days.”

 

Zhao Qi showed no reaction, “So he threw them away. It’s not like I can retrieve them.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “Your Majesty, it’s not appropriate to casually dispose of imperial gifts. Even death could be considered an appropriate punishment.”

 

Zhao Qi blinked, “What’s the use of saying this? I can’t bring myself to kill him.”

 

Jiang Dehai sighed, “Yes.”

 

He Changzhou, overhearing, laughed, “This is probably what people in the palace refer to as ‘arrogant due to favor’?”

 

That night, at the Xiang residence.

 

Xiao Shiqing was drinking alone in the courtyard, under the moonlight. Hearing footsteps behind him, he said, “You’re here.”

 

The newcomer didn’t offer any formal greetings, simply sitting across from him and pouring himself a cup of wine, which he drank in one gulp. “The wine at the Xiang residence is indeed better than that in the palace.”

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled, “General He, are you implying that I am overstepping my bounds?”

 

“Does the Prime Minister fear such words?” 

 

Xiao Shiqing did not respond directly, “What about Zhao Qi?”

 

He Changzhou pondered for a moment and said, “The chicken wings he cooked were very tasty.”

 

Xiao Shiqing put down his wine cup and said slowly, “I didn’t ask you to indulge in food and drink in the palace.”

 

“I know, but that doesn’t conflict with it,” He Changzhou replied. “To be honest, I can’t imagine that Zhao Qi now is the same person as the debauched emperor he used to be.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded slightly, “I feel the same.”

 

“What could cause such a sudden change in a person’s nature?”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Could it really be about the dragon veins?”

 

He Changzhou asked curiously, “What dragon veins?”

 

Xiao Shiqing did not answer the question, “The old Zhao Qi was outrageous, but he was easy to handle. The current Zhao Qi, I truly cannot fathom what he is thinking.”

 

He Changzhou recalled the image of Zhao Qi brushing oil on chicken wings with a calligraphy brush and said, “In my opinion, the current Zhao Qi seems to be even more straightforward than before.”

 

“Not necessarily,” Xiao Shiqing mused for a moment. “Continue staying by his side. Report any discoveries immediately.”

 

He Changzhou nodded and yawned, “Got it.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at him, “You seemed reluctant before, but this time you agreed quite readily.”

 

He Changzhou smiled, “Doesn’t the Prime Minister find the current Zhao Qi rather charming?”

 

Xiao Shiqing inexplicably recalled the scene of the young emperor, drunk and clinging to his arm, tearfully saying he didn’t want to die. He took a sip of his drink and said, “Not really.”

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Chapter 8 – I have someone to protect me.

 

When Zhao Qi saw the young man’s looks, he immediately knew he was an important secondary character in the book. Observing the young man’s attire, Zhao Qi began to form an idea.

 

Seeing Zhao Qi in a daze, the young man’s smile grew even brighter. “Why does Your Majesty keep looking at me? Is there something on my face?”

 

Standing in front of them, Xiao Shiqing looked down with a half-serious, half-joking tone. “Young General He, mind your words. Be careful not to become the second Rong Tang.”

 

The young man sneered, “As a martial artist who spends all his time out in the field, how could I catch the emperor’s eye?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s words confirmed Zhao Qi’s guess. The young man in front of him was indeed He Changzhou, one of the major supporting characters in *The Great Jing Unbounded*. He Changzhou was the only son of General Fu Yuan, known for his brilliant military skills and intelligence. Not only was he skilled and brave, but he was also quite handsome. Unlike Xiao Shiqing’s elegant and refined demeanor or Rong Tang’s frosty clarity, He Changzhou was fiery and vibrant, full of youthful energy.

 

The He family was known for their loyalty and bravery. He Changzhou began following his father into battle at the age of fourteen, achieving numerous military merits. After King Huai Zhao Tong’s rebellion, He Changzhou led the He family army in fierce battles against the rebels for six months, successfully holding back the last line of defense in the south and even regaining several cities from the rebels. However, when the good news reached the capital, Xiao Shiqing intended to reward him, but the treacherous emperor secretly bypassed him and issued a massacre order to He Changzhou because the city’s citizens had welcomed the rebels with cheers during their siege.

 

He Changzhou refused to comply with the emperor’s order, which enraged the emperor. At the same time, a confidential report accusing He Changzhou of colluding with King Huai arrived. The emperor immediately dispatched assassins to the north to kill He Changzhou. When Xiao Shiqing learned of this, he did not intervene and coldly watched the emperor’s folly. In the end, the assassination failed, and He Changzhou, with his army, submitted to King Huai.

 

In short, another hero had been ruined by the treacherous emperor. To Zhao Qi, He Changzhou now appeared as the highest-grade equipment, like wearing resurrection armor.

 

Sitting on the ground, Zhao Qi looked up at He Changzhou and flattered him, “What’s wrong with being a martial artist? Martial artists are great, and they’re strong.”

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled softly. “Indeed, strength makes many things easier.”

 

Zhao Qi wondered, “Is it just me, or does it seem like Xiao Shiqing is making a suggestive comment?”

 

“For example, helping the emperor up,” He Changzhou said, extending his hand to Zhao Qi.

 

Zhao Qi looked at his own dirty hands and discreetly wiped them on his clothes before taking He Changzhou’s hand. He Changzhou’s hand was warm with some calluses.

 

After helping Zhao Qi to his feet, He Changzhou released his hand and smelled the incense sachet he was holding. “This sachet smells quite nice. May I have it as a gift from Your Majesty?”

 

It was just an incense sachet. The noble ladies weren’t interested in it anyway, so giving it to He Changzhou as a gesture to improve their relationship was no big deal.

 

“Sure,” Zhao Qi said. “You can keep it.”

 

He Changzhou accepted the sachet. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi smiled at him. “What are you and Xiao Shiqing doing in the Peach Blossom Forest?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “To see the Empress Dowager.”

 

“Mother is admiring the flowers in the pavilion. You…” Zhao Qi hesitated. “Forget it, I’ll go with you.”

 

It was impossible to select a consort now. The lady he was interested in avoided him like the plague, so there was no need to force the issue. Even though he had never been in love, he knew that forcing something that wasn’t meant to be was pointless.

 

The three of them returned to the pavilion. Empress Dowager Wen dismissed the formalities of Xiao Shiqing and He Changzhou and asked, “Qi’er, did you give away the sachet I gave you?”

 

Zhao Qi felt a bit embarrassed. “Mother, I’ll tell you about it later. You should discuss matters with the Prime Minister and the others first.”

 

“Nothing is more important than selecting a consort,” Empress Dowager Wen urged. “Quickly tell me who you gave the sachet to. Who will be the future daughter-in-law of the Empress Dowager?”

 

Zhao Qi subtly hinted, “Mother, please stop.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, sipping his tea as if watching a show, commented, “In my opinion, the Empress Dowager’s future daughter-in-law has the surname He.”

 

“He?” Empress Dowager Wen looked puzzled at Yunxiu. “Is there a noble lady with the surname He who entered the palace today?”

 

Zhao Qi cast a resentful glance at Xiao Shiqing and was about to explain when He Changzhou stepped forward. “Is this the sachet the Empress Dowager is referring to?”

 

“Yes,” Empress Dowager Wen was even more surprised. “How did this sachet…”

 

Zhao Qi said, “Mother, I gave it to Young General He.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen’s eyes widened in shock. “Qi’er, you…” She looked to Xiao Shiqing for help. “Prime Minister, is this what I think it means?”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Empress Dowager Wen took his silence as confirmation and looked extremely astonished. “Emperor, are you deliberately toying with me?! One Rong Tang isn’t enough; now you even have those feelings for Young General He!”

 

“It’s not contradictory,” Xiao Shiqing said casually. “The Emperor can make Young General He the Empress and appoint Young Master Rong as a noble consort. It’s a win-win situation.”

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t stand Xiao Shiqing’s mischievous attitude and shot back, “Why not also make the Prime Minister a consort while you’re at it? That would be the perfect solution.”

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the cold aura from him made Zhao Qi instinctively shrink back. However, He Changzhou was unperturbed and followed along with Zhao Qi’s jest. “With the Prime Minister around, how could I become Empress? Just look at the Prime Minister’s demeanor—he’s clearly suited to be the Empress.”

 

Xiao Shiqing laughed coldly. “I wouldn’t dare.”

 

Zhao Qi was utterly speechless. He wished they would just behave and be quiet.

 

Empress Dowager Wen took a sharp breath and held her forehead. “I can’t take it anymore. I’m feeling a bit dizzy.”

 

Fearing she might faint from the stress, Zhao Qi quickly said, “Mother, you’ve misunderstood. Young General He only said he liked the sachet, so I gave it to him.”

 

He Changzhou looked at the sachet in his hand and then at Zhao Qi, seemingly thoughtful. “So this was meant for the future Empress. I didn’t realize the Emperor would give it to me…”

 

“…Please don’t add to the confusion.”

 

Zhao Qi managed to convince Empress Dowager Wen that his relationship with He Changzhou and Xiao Shiqing was purely that of a ruler and his subjects. Empress Dowager Wen, still in shock, needed two cups of tea to calm down. While Yunxiu helped her recover, she said, “I’m quite scared of you all now.”

 

Yunxiu reminded her, “Empress Dowager, the noble ladies are still waiting in the woods. What should we do?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen closed her eyes and said, “Let them go home for today. Just tell them that I’m unwell and will invite them back another day to appreciate the flowers.”

 

Thus, Zhao Qi’s first matchmaking attempt ended in failure. Afterwards, Empress Dowager Wen and Xiao Shiqing, along with He Changzhou, discussed serious matters.

 

“In three days, the Emperor and I will set off for Muyang Mountain, where we will fast and pray for the prosperity of Great Jing. Young General He, you will be responsible for ensuring safety on the road and at the mountain.”

 

He Changzhou’s expression became serious. “This official takes the command.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen nodded and turned to Xiao Shiqing. “During this period, please, Prime Minister, stay in the capital and oversee the state affairs.”

 

Xiao Shiqing bowed his head. “Understood.”

 

“That’s all for now. You both may go,” Empress Dowager Wen said, holding her chest. “I need to return to Ci’an Palace to rest.”

 

After seeing off the Empress Dowager, Zhao Qi turned to He Changzhou with a serious face. “Young General He, you must protect me well. There are too many people who want me dead, and they might take advantage of my absence from the palace. You need to be fully prepared.”

 

Xiao Shiqing remarked, “You certainly have self-awareness.”

 

Zhao Qi responded confidently, “Of course.”

 

He Changzhou looked down at Zhao Qi. “Is the Emperor very afraid?”

 

“Of course. Who isn’t afraid of death?”

 

He Changzhou patted Zhao Qi’s shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect the Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi immediately brightened up. “Prime Minister, look! Young General He is truly a loyal subject. He says he will protect me!” This was so rare. Apart from Empress Dowager Wen, someone in the palace was actually showing him goodwill. After being unloved and resented for so long, Zhao Qi was genuinely excited to have someone who didn’t despise him.

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled. “With He Changzhou protecting the Emperor, the Emperor won’t need me. So next time you’re drunk, remember to get someone else to hold you.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Xiao Shiqing stood up, his expression unreadable. “I have other matters to attend to. I’ll take my leave.”

 

Zhao Qi and He Changzhou exchanged puzzled glances, feeling like they were in a state of confusion.

 

“What does the Prime Minister mean by that?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

“I don’t know,” He Changzhou said nonchalantly. “I can never guess the thoughts of those scholars.”

 

“Then I won’t guess. He Changzhou, I permit you to come and go freely in the palace, to protect my safety—uh, I have that right, don’t I?” Zhao Qi asked with a hint of uncertainty.

 

He Changzhou laughed heartily, “Your Majesty, you’re a bit cute.”

 

Zhao Qi felt complicated emotions. He actually found the dog emperor cute, so this young general must be blind. “Don’t you know what I did before?”

 

“What things?” He Changzhou replied, “My father sent me to practice martial arts in the mountains when I was five. At fourteen, I went straight to the northwest army camp. I don’t know much about the affairs in the capital.”

 

“I see, no wonder he holds no ill will towards the dog emperor.”

 

“Oh, if it’s about Young Master Rong, I do know a little.”

 

“…” Alright, maybe he got too happy too early.

 

“Your Majesty must like Young Master Rong a lot.”

 

“Eh? Yes, yes I do.”

 

He Changzhou sat on a stone bench, his long legs casually sprawled out. He picked up an orange from the table and started peeling it. “I can understand what you’re doing. When you like someone, you’ll go to great lengths to keep them by your side. Since you can’t get his heart, having his presence is not bad either.”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit surprised, “You think quite openly.”

 

“Your Majesty is a sovereign; all men and women in the world belong to you, including Rong Tang.”

 

“Exactly.”

 

He Changzhou peeled an orange and put half of it into his mouth. “Hmm, quite sweet.” He handed the rest to Zhao Qi, “Your Majesty, would you like to try?”

 

Zhao Qi took the orange and tasted a segment, smiling, “It is indeed sweet.”

 

A warm breeze blew by, carrying a faint peach blossom scent. Zhao Qi enjoyed the orange, feeling quite happy with the company of a not-unpleasant young general. Thinking of Rong Tang no longer felt so depressing.

 

Since the last time he almost had his dragon egg crushed by Rong Tang, Zhao Qi had not visited the Drunken Book Study again. He only learned from Jiang Dehai that Rong Tang’s health was fluctuating. No amount of medicine seemed to help; as soon as the weather turned a bit cooler, he had to stay in bed for several days.

 

He didn’t dare to see Rong Tang again, but sending a gift to wish him a speedy recovery was still acceptable.

 

He Changzhou looked at the peach blossom forest in the distance and said, “The peach blossoms are really beautiful.”

 

Zhao Qi followed his gaze, “Yes.”

 

The spring evening still carried a chill. Rong Tang had gone to bed early, coughing intermittently and unable to sleep. He simply got out of bed, put on a fox fur coat, and went to the window, lighting a lamp and opening the window.

 

A branch of pink and white peach blossoms lay quietly by his window.

 

Rong Tang coughed lightly, glanced around, and saw no one. He picked up a broken branch. His jade-like face was pale, and the petals were delicate—human-faced peach blossoms.

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Chapter 7 – Who picked up the sachet I gave to the future queen?

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, his smile now tinged with a hint of intrigue. “Your Majesty, you still want to call me ‘older brother’?”

 

Seeing that Zhao Qi did not respond, Xiao Shiqing laughed, “I would never dare ask His Majesty to call me that.”

 

Zhao Qi was furious, “Then why did you make me call you that?”

 

“I merely asked in passing, I didn’t expect His Majesty to actually use it,” Xiao Shiqing replied, “And it sounds quite nice.”

 

Zhao Qi was seething with anger but couldn’t vent it on Xiao Shiqing. He channeled his frustration into his appetite, taking a piece of red bean cake from the snacks he brought. He bit into half of it, deciding to endure this wave of irritation and work on increasing Xiao Shiqing’s favorability later.

 

Xiao Shiqing watched him eat and asked, “Is it good?”

 

Zhao Qi held up the red bean cake and nodded, “It’s good. Would you like some?”

 

“Do you want to have a drink?” Xiao Shiqing asked.

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback, “What?”

 

“Wine,” Xiao Shiqing said as he closed the memorial. “I’m also a bit tired. Would Your Majesty accompany me for a drink?”

 

Zhao Qi did not think that calling Xiao Shiqing “older brother” twice meant they could now drink together. He observed Xiao Shiqing’s expression, which was half-smiling and half-serious, and sensed an ulterior motive.

 

“Does His Majesty not want to?”

 

Zhao Qi hesitated, “I…”

 

“Isn’t it customary for brothers to drink together?” Xiao Shiqing said leisurely. “Or is His Majesty worried I might poison the wine like Rong Tang?”

 

“That’s not the case,” Zhao Qi said. Xiao Shiqing had mentioned that his death would cause considerable trouble, so Zhao Qi was sure he wouldn’t be killed at the moment. Since his life was not in immediate danger, he had nothing to lose. “If the Prime Minister wants to drink, I’ll accompany him.”

 

The eunuchs brought in the wine and snacks, and Xiao Shiqing dismissed everyone else, pouring two cups of wine himself. “I toast to His Majesty. May the dragon vein flourish and Da Jing prosper.”

 

Zhao Qi forced a smile, “May the Prime Minister have a long life and many descendants.” He clinked glasses with Xiao Shiqing and took a small sip of the wine. It had to be said, the wine was quite pleasant—smooth and fragrant, without any sharp taste, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

 

Xiao Shiqing noticed his astonished expression and asked, “Is it good?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded, “Yes!”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Then drink more. This wine…” He played with the wine cup, “Is not easily intoxicating.”

 

Zhao Qi kept his guard up, cautious not to drink too much, but the wine’s aftereffect was strong. After just a small cup, he started to feel lightheaded. Initially, he could maintain some clarity, but gradually, his mind became muddled, and his vision started to blur. Xiao Shiqing’s voice seemed to come from another space.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi, barely keeping his eyes open, mumbled, “Prime Minister?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s tone carried an irresistible force, “Tell me, are you Zhao Qi?”

 

Zhao Qi thought the question was absurd, “I’m not…”

 

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes, “Hmm?”

 

“I’m not Zhao Qi… hic, who else could I be?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression softened slightly, “You’ve been acting so out of character lately. Has someone told you to do this or given you such orders?”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head.

 

Xiao Shiqing continued, “Why have you suddenly shown favor towards me? The Empress Dowager has advised you for years, yet you’ve always acted independently. Why have you started listening to her this time?”

 

Zhao Qi stared blankly at him. Suddenly, his eyes reddened. He grabbed Xiao Shiqing’s hand and said, full of grievance, “Prime Minister, I don’t want to die!”

 

Xiao Shiqing was rarely surprised, “What?”

 

“Wuwuwu… I don’t want to die, I don’t want to be hated by everyone, I don’t want to be a dog emperor who is overthrown, I don’t want to be tortured by Rong Tang’s revenge, but I can’t bring myself to harm them. I’m so miserable, brother—”

 

Xiao Shiqing was silent for a moment, “So?”

 

“So, please protect me and the Empress Dowager,” Zhao Qi clutched Xiao Shiqing’s sleeve, burying his head in the fragrant official robe, “Don’t leave, don’t help Zhao Tong, okay? If you promise, I’ll call you ‘Prime Minister Brother’ for life…”

 

Zhao Qi’s voice grew fainter and eventually trailed off as he fell asleep with his head resting on Xiao Shiqing’s arm. Xiao Shiqing used his unoccupied hand to rub his temple. “Come in.”

 

Jiang Dehai, who had been waiting outside, entered, “Lord Xiao, what’s the matter with the Emperor?”

 

“He’s drunk,” Xiao Shiqing said，“Take him back to Yonghua Palace.”

 

Jiang Dehai looked somewhat awkward. “Carry him?”

 

“Otherwise?” Xiao Shiqing said coldly, “Shall I carry him back myself?”

 

Jiang Dehai quickly replied, “I wouldn’t dare. However, if the Emperor is carried while drunk, he might feel uncomfortable. Please, Sir, maintain this position for now. I will find a strong eunuch to carry His Majesty back to the palace.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked down at Zhao Qi, who was sleeping soundly with his arm dr4p3d over Xiao Shiqing. The young emperor’s face was flushed from the wine, his long lashes gently resting, his lips slightly parted, and even through his sleeve, Xiao Shiqing could feel his warm breath.

 

Xiao Shiqing tried to move his wrist a little. The young emperor frowned in displeasure, rubbing against his sleeve and hugging him tighter. “Fine. I’ll carry you this once.”

 

“No need to trouble the Prime Minister,” a clear voice said. “I’ll carry him. I’m quite strong.”

 

Jiang Dehai turned around and bowed to the approaching young man. “General He.”

 

Xiao Shiqing hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright.”

 

The young man moved to Xiao Shiqing’s side, lifted the inebriated emperor from him, and carried him in his arms with ease. Despite Zhao Qi being an adult man, the young man carried him effortlessly, showing no sign of strain.

 

“I’ll be off then.”

 

“After you settle His Majesty, come back here,” Xiao Shiqing said. “I need to speak with you.”

 

Zhao Qi slept until late morning, waking up with a throbbing headache. He only remembered drinking with Xiao Shiqing last night, and his consciousness had blurred as the night went on. He had no recollection of what happened afterward.

 

Jiang Dehai brought some hot water and, seeing Zhao Qi dazed on the dragon bed, asked, “Is Your Majesty feeling unwell?”

 

Zhao Qi furrowed his brows. “The smell of grass…” He tried to recall the events of last night and vaguely remembered smelling fresh, green grass.

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “What did Your Majesty say?”

 

“Nothing,” Zhao Qi replied, twisting his neck. “Did the Prime Minister do anything to me last night?”

 

“No,” Jiang Dehai said. “The Prime Minister, seeing that Your Majesty was drunk, had people take you back to your quarters.”

 

“That’s good,” Zhao Qi sighed in relief. “I’m hungry. Let’s have a meal.”

 

In March, with spring in full bloom, Empress Dowager Wen held a Hundred Flowers Banquet in the palace and invited many noble ladies to admire the flowers. Although it was billed as flower viewing, everyone knew it was actually to select a future consort for the emperor.

 

Zhao Qi knew he couldn’t avoid it and reluctantly went to see Empress Dowager Wen. She was seated in a pavilion, looking at the nearby peach blossom grove, and said to Zhao Qi, “The noble ladies chosen for you by the Prime Minister and me are waiting in the grove. Come meet them with me.”

 

Zhao Qi grumbled, “Do I have to meet them?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen gently advised, “Qi’er, don’t you love looking at beautiful women? These noble ladies are all stunning, and they might even rival Rong Tang.”

 

Zhao Qi relented, “Then I’ll go alone. Mother, you don’t need to accompany me.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen was surprised. “Why?”

 

Zhao Qi thought it was a bit strange to have a parent present during an arranged meeting. He thought for a moment and said, “Because I want to observe secretly, analyze calmly, and come to my own conclusion. Mother, those noble ladies might not be themselves in our presence. I want to see their true selves.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen understood Zhao Qi’s intention and smiled. “Qi’er, everyone puts on a facade in front of others. Why be too strict?”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “Mother once said that the empress is not only my empress but also the empress of the Dajing Dynasty. The person who will be the model of virtue for the nation in the future. What’s wrong with being a bit demanding?”

 

“You have a point,” Empress Dowager Wen said with a gentle smile. “Qi’er, since you’re feeling better, your disposition has improved as well. I’m very pleased. Go ahead, it’s not a big deal.”

 

Zhao Qi happily said, “Thank you, Mother.”

 

“Wait.” Empress Dowager Wen glanced at the palace maid Yunxiu, who nodded and presented a delicate wooden box. “Inside is a fine sachet. If you come across a noble lady you like, give this sachet to her.”

 

Zhao Qi took the sachet and entered the peach blossom grove. The peach blossoms were in full bloom, with petals drifting down like light rain, landing on his shoulders. After walking for a while, he heard voices ahead and turned to the eunuch following him. “You don’t need to follow me.”

 

The voices grew clearer, and Zhao Qi imagined a grand scene. Following the typical palace drama script, he was supposed to meet a young woman under the peach blossom rain, push her on a swing, flirt with her under a false identity, then reveal himself and marry her, enjoying a sweet life. Later, due to some conflict, she would leave, and after some time, she would return, and he would help raise children for another man before meeting his end—just thinking about it made him feel suffocated.

 

A burst of crying interrupted Zhao Qi’s imagination. He hid behind a peach tree and saw two elegantly dressed and beautiful young women. One was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, while the other was patting her back in comfort.

 

“Little sister, stop crying. If the emperor and the empress dowager see you like this, you might be punished for improper behavior…”

 

“Then let them punish me! I’d rather be punished than become the empress! Sister, I’ve heard that the emperor has a fierce appearance and a cruel nature. Marrying him is like pushing me into a pit of fire!”

 

“Little sister, be quiet! This is the palace, everywhere is filled with spies. If you speak like this, the entire Du family will be implicated!”

 

The young girl bit her lip, tears streaming down her face. “I had resigned myself to this fate, but as soon as I saw you, I couldn’t help but express my feelings. I’ve been holding this in for too long.”

 

“Sigh, I understand how you feel. Don’t worry too much. In terms of family background and appearance, we can’t compare with the other noble ladies. I don’t think the empress position is meant for us.”

 

“Really? Is there such good news?!”

 

…Apologies for the interruption. I’ll take my leave.

 

Zhao Qi turned to leave but stumbled over a small stone—what the heck?

 

He watched helplessly as the ground approached, closed his eyes, and braced for a close encounter with the earth, his hand still clutching the sachet, which flew out of his grasp.

 

He lay on the ground for a moment, pretending to be dead. When the pain lessened, he slowly sat up, trying to reach for the fallen sachet.

 

A dark figure appeared in his line of sight. Zhao Qi recognized it as the Prime Minister’s official robes and immediately wanted to find a hole to hide in—damn it, Xiao Shiqing would never miss an opportunity to see him make a fool of himself.

 

A teasing voice came from above him. “What is Your Majesty doing?”

 

Zhao Qi muttered, “Picking up something.”

 

Just as he was about to retrieve the sachet, a hand appeared in front of him, snatching it up first.

 

Zhao Qi looked up and accidentally met the gaze of the other person. It was a young man in a fitted outfit, tall and handsome, with a confident demeanor. He looked at Zhao Qi with a smirk, “Is His Majesty trying to pick this up?”

 

As the young man spoke, Zhao Qi caught the faint, fresh scent of grass again.

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

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