Month: December 2024 (Page 2 of 5)

Chapter 49 – I will make you a lord.

December 24, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 49 – I will make you a lord.

Rong Tang’s words were so earnest that if Zhao Qi didn’t agree, it would seem quite unkind.

 

In truth, Zhao Qi had always felt like Rong Tang had a special advantage with him—a guilt trip. There were only two people in the world he couldn’t refuse: one was Xiao Shiqing, whom he didn’t dare refuse; the other was Rong Tang, whom he couldn’t bear to refuse.

 

“Alright, I’ll take you out of the palace with me. But it’s chaotic outside, you must stay close to me,” Zhao Qi said, as if he were instructing a three-year-old child.

 

Rong Tang smiled faintly, “I will stick closely to you.”

 

Zhao Qi changed into casual clothes, took Rong Tang and Xiao Jinzi, and left the palace by carriage.

 

Xiao Jinzi asked, “Your Majesty, where are we going to find the Fourth Young Master Zhao?”

 

“To a place I’ve nailed to the pillar of shame,” Zhao Qi said with deep pain, “Spring Breeze Pavilion.”

 

Rong Tang frowned, “A brothel?”

 

“Yes! That’s why I didn’t want you to come. In a moment, Xiao Jinzi and I will go in to find someone, and you wait for us in the carriage.”

 

“It doesn’t matter, I happen to want to see it.” Rong Tang opened the window and looked outside. They had already reached the busiest part of the capital. The streets were bustling with people, and the shops along the roadside were filled with the sounds of hawkers. He watched for a while and said, “This scene is no different from a year ago.” Only now, instead of his younger brother, it was his older brother accompanying him.

 

Rong Tang, who had been confined to the palace for a long time, showed less of his usual coldness. Zhao Qi, enduring the discomfort in his stomach, said, “There are many fun and delicious things on this street. After we handle the business, I’ll accompany you around.”

 

“The business between you and Fourth Young Master Zhao…” Rong Tang smiled and, seeing Zhao Qi’s pale face, asked, “Are you feeling unwell, Your Majesty?”

 

“Yes.” Zhao Qi covered his mouth with his hand, trying not to vomit, “I’m a bit carsick.”

 

“Carsick?” Rong Tang asked, “Did this happen before?”

 

Zhao Qi knew he wasn’t truly carsick but was suffering because of the dragon egg in his belly. “It happened before, but not as severe as today.”

 

Rong Tang looked at his furrowed brow, showing some concern, “I’ve heard that your southern tour will be by water. If you get seasick, you’ll suffer a lot.”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “We’ll see. I might not be able to go on the southern tour.”

 

Rong Tang was taken aback, “What do you mean?”

 

Zhao Qi vaguely said, “I’m not feeling well. If I don’t recover by next month, I’ll stay in the palace to recuperate. But don’t worry, I’ll arrange for someone else to take you back to Cangzhou.”

 

Rong Tang didn’t hesitate, “I don’t want anyone else.”

 

“This…” Zhao Qi had no response. It seemed Rong Tang hadn’t given up on him yet. Even though he had already rejected him clearly, did he have to say he was carrying another man’s child for Rong Tang to give up?

 

Someone like Rong Tang, who was so upright, would definitely lose all goodwill towards him if he knew about Zhao Qi’s drunken mistake with He Changzhou, which resulted in a dragon egg. This might indeed be a way out.

 

“Your Majesty,” Xiao Jinzi’s voice came from outside the carriage, “We’ve arrived at Spring Breeze Pavilion.”

 

Rong Tang got off the carriage first and turned to help Zhao Qi down.

 

Xiao Jinzi reminded, “Your Majesty, the carriage is high, be careful.”

 

“Yes.” Zhao Qi held Rong Tang’s wrist with one hand and protected his stomach with the other, suddenly feeling a jolt—what was wrong with him? Why was he protecting his stomach, which only had an undeveloped egg inside? Why was he acting so delicate? This wasn’t him!

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned pale, and he fell into deep self-doubt. He finally decided to blame Xiao Jinzi, “Nonsense, there’s nothing in my stomach to protect!”

 

Rong Tang said, “He didn’t tell you to protect your stomach.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

Xiao Jinzi timidly said, “Yes, I only asked Your Majesty to be careful.”

 

Zhao Qi, feeling embarrassed but defiant, said, “You remembered it wrong.”

 

As soon as they got off the carriage, they were immediately noticed by the hostess of Spring Breeze Pavilion. The young man in yellow looked pampered, with skin even fairer than the girls in the pavilion; the young man in white was a rare sight, with an ethereal and refined demeanor.

 

The hostess greeted them enthusiastically, “Welcome, sirs! Spring Breeze Pavilion offers the best wine, food, and girls, all at your service.”

 

Zhao Qi signaled to Xiao Jinzi, who handed a few gold ingots to the hostess, “Please make the arrangements.”

 

The hostess was overjoyed and said repeatedly, “Of course, of course, I’ll have the girls show their best skills.”

 

The three entered Spring Breeze Pavilion, and Zhao Qi was worried by the crowd, “How are we supposed to find someone in this sea of people?”

 

Just then, a familiar voice echoed through the hall, “All drinks tonight are on me, Young Master Zhao!”

 

Xiao Jinzi said, “Young Master, we found him!”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

Zhao Qiao’s words lit up the whole hall, causing a stir. Guests toasted him, and the girls showered him with flowers. Zhao Qi made a vomiting gesture—this time, he really felt like throwing up.

 

“Rong Tang, find a private room to sit in. I’ll be back soon.”

 

Rong Tang nodded, “Alright.”

 

Zhao Qiao seemed to have drunk quite a bit, his face flushed, partly from alcohol, partly from the girls’ kisses. Several servants were trying to pull him back, “Young Master, please come back to the mansion. Someone from the palace has come to take you to see His Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qiao blew into the wine jug, swaying, “Nonsense! I’ve fallen out of favor, His Majesty won’t see me. He doesn’t want me anymore, boohoo…”

 

When did I ever favor you? Zhao Qi thought.

 

Xiao Jinzi pushed through the crowd, and Zhao Qi approached Zhao Qiao, “Xiao Qiao.”

 

Hearing Zhao Qi’s voice, Zhao Qiao was stunned, “Your Maj…”

 

“Ahem, it’s me.”

 

Zhao Qiao rubbed his eyes frantically. When he finally saw clearly, his eyes filled with tears, and he wailed, throwing himself at Zhao Qi.

 

Zhao Qi stood still, Xiao Jinzi rushed up to shield him, and Zhao Qiao ended up hugging Xiao Jinzi.

 

“I’m not dreaming, am I? His Majesty finally came, I’ve waited so long for you!”

 

So Xiao Qiao was still a big fan of his brother. Zhao Qi patted Zhao Qiao’s shoulder, “Stop crying, sober up, I have important matters to discuss with you.”

 

Zhao Qiao looked at Zhao Qi, then at Xiao Jinzi in his arms, confused, “I’m a bit dizzy…”

 

Zhao Qi slapped Zhao Qiao’s face, “Still dizzy?”

 

Zhao Qiao, holding his face, wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry, “No, no more.”

 

They found a quiet place to sit down, and Zhao Qiao eagerly poured wine for Zhao Qi, “Brother, this wine is a new product from Spring Breeze Pavilion, try it.”

 

“I’m not trying, get lost.”

 

Zhao Qiao, looking submissive, smiled ingratiatingly, “His Majesty is still angry with me.”

 

The earlier slap had eased most of Zhao Qi’s anger, and he decided to hold back the rest, “I don’t have time for nonsense. I need to ask you, the fertility drug you gave me last time…”

 

“Chang Xiang Si No. 2?” Zhao Qiao asked excitedly, “Did His Majesty use it?”

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned sour, “Yes.”

 

“Is it effective?!”

 

Zhao Qi’s expression soured even more, “Yes.”

 

Zhao Qiao grinned wickedly, “It must have been used on Rong Tang.”

 

“No.”

 

Zhao Qiao was surprised, “Then who…”

 

Zhao Qi lied, “A friend of mine.”

 

“His Majesty’s friend?” Everyone knew the current emperor had only one friend. Zhao Qiao was so shocked he almost jumped, his legs lifted high, and he stuttered, “He He He He…”

 

Zhao Qi mimicked Zhao Qiao’s actions, “How, how, how do you know it’s him?”

 

Previously it was Rong Tang, and now it’s He Changzhou. This is really… so enviable!

 

Zhao Qiao, red-eyed with jealousy, didn’t forget to flatter him, “Even Young General He, such a young hero, is willing to submit to the Emperor. Truly, the Emperor is unparalleled, loved by all. However, I heard that Young General He has gone to the Western Xia frontlines? On the battlefield, swords and knives have no eyes. If he, a pregnant man, gets injured, what will happen to the baby?”

 

“…Yes, that’s exactly it!” Zhao Qi, with a sense of vengeance, slandered He Changzhou, “So it’s difficult. After discussing with Changzhou, we decided to prioritize national affairs.”

 

Xiao Jinzi desperately held back his laughter, his face twitching.

 

Zhao Qiao asked, “Then what is the Emperor’s intention?”

 

Zhao Qi looked sorrowful, “This child, we don’t want it.”

 

Zhao Qiao was stunned, “Emperor, that is your bloodline!”

 

“It’s fine, there will be more bloodlines in the future,” Zhao Qi said, “Tell me, is there any way to get rid of the child in Changzhou’s belly without harming him?”

 

“Your Majesty, I don’t know.”

 

“Don’t know?!” Zhao Qi grabbed Zhao Tong’s collar, “Say it again, and I’ll kill you!”

 

“Please spare me, Your Majesty! I truly don’t know, but there is one person who surely does.”

 

“Who?”

 

“A miraculous doctor from Dongzhou, named Mei, who has spent most of his life studying Eastern mysticism and once served the Eastern courts for many years.”

 

A glimmer of hope lit up in Zhao Qi’s heart, “Where is he now?”

 

“In Dongzhou.”

 

Zhao Qi sighed, “…Oh.”

 

“If the Emperor wishes to see him, I can immediately go to Dongzhou to bring him here?”

 

Zhao Qi replied coldly, “Dongzhou is far from the capital. A round trip would take at least two months. By the time you bring him, He Changzhou’s belly would already be big.”

 

“Your Majesty,” Xiao Jinzi said softly, “if I remember correctly, Dongzhou is only a few days’ journey from Huai River. The Emperor can visit Dongzhou while on a southern tour.”

 

“No, no, no,” Zhao Qi wagged his finger, “we’ll visit Dongzhou and tour the south along the way. Xiao Qiao, prepare yourself to accompany me to Jiangnan next month.”

 

Zhao Qiao was overjoyed, “I will serve the Emperor with all my heart!”

 

“I beg you not to.” Whenever the two of them were together, nothing good ever happened.

 

After finishing business, Zhao Qi went to the elegant room to find Rong Tang. The room was surrounded by a group of chattering women.

 

“When did such a god-like young master appear in the capital? He’s not inferior to the charming Young Master Li at all.”

 

“I think Young Master Li is better, gentle and considerate, he understands girls the best. Although this one is peerlessly handsome, his personality is too cold. Sister Rumeng just spoke a lot, and he didn’t respond at all.”

 

“But Young Master Li has too many beauties around him, it’s hard to control. I’d choose the god-like young master.”

 

“You are all lowly, worrying about the Emperor’s business. As if they can choose you…”

 

Zhao Qi roughly knew who they were referring to as “Young Master Li” and couldn’t help but interject, “Definitely choose the god-like young master. What is Young Master Li compared to him? There’s no comparison at all.”

 

The girls, both shy and surprised, covered their faces and dispersed, saving Zhao Qi and Rong Tang the trouble of chasing them away.

 

Zhao Qi pushed the door open and saw Rong Tang standing by the window, with the lights of the capital behind him. His white clothes contrasted beautifully with the scene. Hearing the door open, he turned to Zhao Qi.

 

“Are you done?”

 

“Hmm,” Zhao Qi said, “It’s still early. Shall we go for a walk outside before returning to the palace?”

 

“I’ll take you!” Zhao Qiao popped out from behind Zhao Qi, “When it comes to fun places in the capital, no one knows better than me.”

 

Rong Tang frowned imperceptibly.

 

Zhao Qi asked, “By the way, were you serious about covering the entire bill for the guests just now?”

 

“Of course,” Zhao Qiao boasted, “It’s only a few thousand taels of silver, I can afford it!”

 

Zhao Qi thought for a moment and asked, “Xiao Qiao, do you want to be ennobled?”

 

Zhao Qiao honestly replied, “I do, but my father has already named my elder brother as heir.”

 

“No worries, I can ennoble you now. How about the title ‘Bi’ (逼, meaning ‘forceful’)?”

 

Zhao Qiao’s eyes widened, filled with excitement, “Emperor, are you serious?”

 

“A monarch does not jest,” Zhao Qi laughed, “From now on, you are the Bi Lord of Great Jing.”

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 61 – Help

December 23, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 61: Help

 

Su Muluo froze as he met Long Ling’s crimson-red eyes.

 

What’s happening?

 

What happened to his dragon?

 

At that moment, he couldn’t even speak, as if the long-awaited joy had been shattered by a heavy blow. Especially when he saw Long Ling’s gaze was indifferent and cold, his heart felt as if it had been gouged out by a sharp blade—after enduring a series of blows recently, he had become numb even to the taste of despair.

 

He stared at Long Ling, motionless, even losing the strength to break free from his restraints.

 

Long Ling then leaned down, his eyes still red, expressionless as he lowered his head… and sniffed Su Muluo’s scent.

 

Seeing this action, Su Muluo thought that Long Ling might still have some clarity. His eyes brightened again as he said, “You—”

 

He wanted to ask Long Ling what was wrong, why it seemed like he didn’t recognize him, but before he could finish his question, Long Ling grabbed his chin and kissed his lips.

 

Su Muluo: “……”

 

Long Ling’s fingers gripped his chin tightly, as if afraid he might escape, trying to confine him this way—Su Muluo’s hands were already tied to the headboard, and he couldn’t move at all, only managing to tilt his head back slightly to endure the kiss.

 

Although they had kissed before, this kiss was completely different from the previous ones—while their previous kisses were eager yet filled with affection and longing, this one only made Su Muluo feel suffocated by its oppressive force.

 

“Long Ling… cough, cough cough!”

 

It was only when Su Muluo couldn’t bear it any longer and called out Long Ling’s name, turning his face and coughing violently, that Long Ling finally released him. However, he didn’t get up but remained on top of Su Muluo, staring at him unblinkingly.

 

Meeting Long Ling’s gaze, Su Muluo felt those crimson-red eyes were like an abyss, instantly chilling and dangerous… His heart sank heavily, and he trembled as he asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

“……”

 

Long Ling still didn’t answer, only raising his hand to cover Su Muluo’s eyes.

 

What happened next, Su Muluo didn’t really refuse.

 

His body was too weak; the blood he had lost was enough to deplete him entirely, so this faint resistance was ineffective against Long Ling.

 

Moreover, he had a nagging feeling that Long Ling was not acting out of desire… but rather from an almost instinctual need.

 

Like a fish craving water or trees relying on the earth, his dragon also needed him.

 

But Su Muluo’s physical condition was still too poor to last much longer, so in the end, he lost consciousness amidst the chaos.

 

He didn’t know how long it had been, but when he awoke again, the morning light was faint, and it was already dawn.

 

When Su Muluo woke up this time, he found that his headache had subsided, and his body seemed to have recovered considerably. Even the strength he had previously lost to save Long Ling had been regained.

 

He was a bit surprised and, when he tried to get up, he was tightly held by someone behind him.

 

Long Ling embraced Su Muluo, burying his face between his slender back and murmured a hoarse “Phoenix.”

 

At this moment, Su Muluo’s hands were no longer bound, and he was dressed in a clean, soft white shirt. He wanted to turn around to see his dragon, but Long Ling’s tight embrace made it impossible to turn.

 

So Su Muluo could only speak gently, “Are you awake now?”

 

“……”

 

Long Ling didn’t respond.

 

When the Bone Devouring Demonic Beast attacked him, he was already on the brink of death, having lost all consciousness.

 

What happened afterward was only a vague memory to him now. But he knew it was his Phoenix who saved him, and that he had even…

 

For a moment, Long Ling’s arms around Su Muluo’s waist trembled. He wasn’t afraid of being hit or scolded by the Phoenix, but he was terrified that his Phoenix might despise him, ignore him… or even leave him.

 

If the Phoenix really didn’t want him anymore… then even if it made the Phoenix unhappy, he would still want to keep the Phoenix by his side.

 

He couldn’t lose the Phoenix.

 

Thinking of this, Long Ling hugged Su Muluo even tighter.

 

Su Muluo: “……”

 

He coughed lightly and said, “You’re hurting me.”

 

Only then did Long Ling seem to snap back to reality and loosen his grip a bit, but he still held onto his Phoenix’s waist without letting go.

 

Su Muluo turned around and saw that the crimson hue in Long Ling’s eyes had faded, returning to its dark golden color. He let out a silent sigh of relief.

 

Moreover, both he and his dragon seemed to be in much better condition. The recovery was happening faster than during the months of rest he had previously taken.

 

—Upon realizing this, a thought suddenly crossed Su Muluo’s mind.

 

Could it be that because he and Long Ling’s souls were bound together, their intimate actions… also helped them recover more quickly?

 

“……”

 

Su Muluo was silent for a moment and then suddenly buried his face into Long Ling’s shoulder.

 

Long Ling: “!”

 

He never expected the Phoenix to make such a move—seeing the Phoenix staring at him in silence earlier, his heart had been filled with indescribable anxiety, fearing that the Phoenix might truly be displeased and leave him.

 

But now, the Phoenix not only showed no sign of displeasure but seemed to have… become a bit shy?

 

This was an unexpected joy for Long Ling. He couldn’t help but nuzzle against his Phoenix and cautiously asked, “Phoenix… aren’t you unhappy?”

 

Just as he thought, Su Muluo shook his head.

 

This simple gesture made Long Ling’s heart feel as if it were filled with melted honey, experiencing a touch of sweetness after so many days of suffering.

 

He hugged his Phoenix again, this time controlling his strength so that he didn’t hurt Su Muluo, but still managed to feel his Phoenix’s presence and warmth more deeply.

 

Su Muluo stayed quietly in his embrace. After a while, he heard Long Ling ask, “How did the Phoenix save me? And why did I… do that to the Phoenix?”

 

Su Muluo listened and then, after a few seconds of silence, explained everything he had seen: the eye he had seen, how he had shared half of his soul with Long Ling, and the crimson-red eyes of Long Ling after he woke up.

 

Long Ling was initially puzzled, then heartbroken. When he learned the reason behind his forceful actions toward the Phoenix, he frowned deeply.

 

“I… have no memory,” he said with self-reproach and guilt. “I couldn’t control myself at that time… I didn’t really want to force the Phoenix…”

 

Su Muluo interrupted him, saying, “It wasn’t forceful.”

 

Seeing the fear in Long Ling’s eyes, Su Muluo patted his dragon’s head and said, “At that time, I was willing.”

 

Long Ling fell silent, and after a few seconds, buried his face into Su Muluo’s shoulder.

 

Although he didn’t speak, Su Muluo felt as if bubbles of joy were bubbling up from the dragon, making him unable to stop himself from smiling slightly—this was the first smile Su Muluo had had in a long time.

 

However, he still had doubts lingering in his mind that remained unresolved. To his dragon, he said, “I suspect that eye… might be the Heavenly Law.”

 

Long Ling was surprised. “The Heavenly Law?”

 

Su Muluo nodded and said, “Before the Heavenly Thunder descended, the elder had once sought me out…”

 

When mentioning the elder, his voice faltered slightly, pausing for a few seconds before continuing, “At that time, he mentioned the Heavenly Law to me and said that the Heavenly Law is irreversible, and that there might only be a chance for change after several thousand years.”

 

Perhaps the elder had already sensed that the Heavenly Law was about to destroy the future of the Phoenix clan and knew they were powerless to turn it around, which is why he left Su Muluo with that statement.

 

“Several thousand years… that’s too long,” Long Ling said with a frown. “Do the Phoenixes know what that chance for change is?”

 

Su Muluo shook his head. “He didn’t tell me, but since he told me this, it means that the chance for change should be favorable to us.”

 

But that eye had already set its sights on Long Ling. If it truly is the Heavenly Law, who knows what it might do to Long Ling in these several thousand years?

 

Thinking of this, Su Muluo couldn’t help but worry, subconsciously clutching the hem of Long Ling’s clothes.

 

Long Ling looked at him, resting his forehead against Su Muluo’s. “Don’t worry, I’m not afraid of it. Even if it does want to do something to me, I won’t let it succeed.”

 

Su Muluo met his gaze, and after a few seconds, asked, “Can it… be killed?”

 

Before this, he was unaware of the existence of the Heavenly Law, only thinking that since it was the Heavenly Law, it should be impartial, a worldly rule without personal emotions.

 

But that eye had told him that the Heavenly Law might also have its own desires and might not be just—if it were just, why would it destroy the Phoenix clan without reason and also destroy the Dragon clan?

 

The Heavenly Law has blood on its hands from his kin… he wanted revenge.

 

Long Ling’s gaze sharpened at Su Muluo’s words, and he said softly, “I don’t know, but… why not give it a try?”

 

The two of them looked at each other and didn’t say anything more, but they understood each other’s meaning.

 

In the days that followed, Su Muluo and Long Ling remained vigilant for the appearance of the Heavenly Law and also noticed some subtle changes in their bodies.

 

Because Su Muluo and Long Ling shared their souls, there was a certain connection between them—Su Muluo, having lost half his soul, frequently experienced instability, but when Long Ling was close to him, this instability would disappear.

 

However, despite this, their peace didn’t last long, as Long Ling soon exhibited that previous state of having crimson eyes and being like a different person.

 

At first, he would just confine Su Muluo by his side, and Su Muluo complied, but later, he began to show tendencies of destruction… One day, upon waking, Su Muluo suddenly found the area around the small building in ruins, as if swept by a great force. Looking up, he saw a black dragon roaring, its dragon breath flattening a mountain peak.

 

Although Long Ling quickly returned to calm this time, his tendency to destroy everything around him became increasingly severe. Although he had not yet harmed anyone, if this continued, it seemed only a matter of time before he would.

 

This left Su Muluo deeply worried. He set up a barrier to confine Long Ling and himself in the small building, guarding his dragon day and night without leaving his side.

 

Although Long Ling lost consciousness, he did not harm Su Muluo. Confined by the barrier, he indeed stayed quietly in the small building for a while… but soon, he lost control again.

 

One night, Su Muluo awoke from a dream to find his dragon missing, his heart suddenly gripped with fear.

 

He immediately got up to search for Long Ling, but at that moment, he heard a voice.

 

“I heard you want to kill the Heavenly Law?”

 

It was a female voice, though lacking emotion, it had a gentle calmness.

 

“If possible… I would like to seek your help.”

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

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

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If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

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

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

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

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

 

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Chapter 24 – “Cover yourself up already. You look ridiculous. My eyes are burning.”

December 23, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Coincidentally, the room Zhong Weishi was staying in happened to be the one Gu Lizhou had slept in as a child. Even the Ultraman stickers on the nightstand hadn’t been peeled off.

Gu Lizhou collapsed onto the bed with his limbs spread out, letting out a satisfied sigh. “So comfortable.” The nostalgia of childhood washed over him.

Zhong Weishi thought to himself that this guy really had no limits when it came to finding excuses to stay. Even such an outright lie could roll off his tongue.

This bed was a hard plank left behind by the landlord. It was stiff, old, and narrow, having weathered who-knows-how-many years of wear and tear. Every time someone turned over, the noise was deafening. Even with a blanket thrown on top, it was barely a step above sleeping at a subway station. “Comfortable” wasn’t even in the same galaxy as this bed.

What was this—some rich second generation kid’s way of experiencing life?

Did eating too much bird’s nest and shark fin soup make him crave scraps and wilted greens?

“You’re not performing any rituals?” Zhong Weishi chuckled softly.

Gu Lizhou turned onto his side in a pose reminiscent of a drunk imperial concubine. “I’m exorcising ghosts with sheer willpower.”

“Let me remind you ah.” Zhong Weishi pulled a T-shirt from the wardrobe. “This bed makes a racket every time you move so much. If you keep tossing and turning and wake me up in the middle of the night, or stop me from falling asleep, I’m keeping your money.”

“I won’t sleep until you’re asleep,” Gu Lizhou replied, grabbing the T-shirt. But after one glance, he flipped his eyes and tossed it back. “What the hell is this, a rag?”

“Then go naked,” Zhong Weishi said.

Gu Lizhou caught sight of a neatly folded shirt on top of the pile. He asked, “Is that white one new? Let me see.”

Zhong Weishi threw it to him.

Gu Lizhou inspected the shirt from every angle. It looked vaguely familiar, though he couldn’t place where he’d seen it before—until he heard Zhong Weishi say, “The one you bought for me last time ah.”

“Ah…” Gu Lizhou held the T-shirt up, noticing the tag was still attached. “Why haven’t you worn it yet ah?”

Zhong Weishi’s wardrobe was mostly filled with rags bought for 19.9 yuan with free shipping—faded, pilled, and mismatched. Pairing them with something that cost 898 yuan would probably make it look like a knockoff from a street stall.

Besides, his daily routine involved filming outside, rolling around in action scenes, and getting into mock fights. Clothes wouldn’t last more than three days before looking worn out.

He couldn’t bring himself to wear it.

Of course, the excuse he gave was: “It’s for warding off bad vibes.”

Gu Lizhou rolled his eyes and picked up the original ragged shirt. “Fine, let it keep warding off whatever it’s supposed to.”

Zhong Weishi was surprised at how familiar this old scoundrel was with his apartment. Not only did Gu Lizhou immediately find the bathroom, but he also turned on the bathroom heater with practiced ease, as if it were his own home.

He even knew where the water heater’s socket was.

Scary!

Leaning against the doorframe, Zhong Weishi got straight to the point. “Be honest, were you a pickpocket before ah?”

Gu Li Zhou was stunned, “Huh?”

Zhong Weishi figured it was possible Gu Lizhou had secretly “visited” 301, only to leave disappointed when he realized its owner was even poorer than he was.

He decided to word it more tactfully. “I mean, like one of those noble thieves who rob the rich to help the poor. And now you’ve decided to retire and go straight.” The more he said it, the more it seemed plausible! It fit perfectly with Gu Lizhou’s profile—a wealthy man with “a reputation,” now wanting to reform and start fresh.

“It’s a shame you don’t publish books,” Gu Lizhou said, slamming the door behind him as he began undressing.

Zhong Weishi instinctively pushed the door open again, then froze in place and quickly shut it.

His mind was suddenly filled with the image of those two pale pink dots and Gu Lizhou’s bewildered expression.

Forget it.

He lay down on the bed.

If Gu Lizhou was a thief, then he must have been a damn good one.

Gu Lizhou’s bewilderment lasted for quite a while. He had searched every corner of the bathroom, but there wasn’t a trace of body wash—only a bar of soap.

Soap was soap; he could be nostalgic for a moment. But the key issue was that the soap had three bold characters stamped on it: Shu Jia Jia.

To top it off, before he started scrubbing his clothes with laundry detergent, he decided to double-check. Sure enough, the label read “Lan Ri Liang”1Blue Sunshine.—those three words shone brighter than the moon outside tonight.

Setting his dirty clothes aside to take home and wash the next morning, Gu Lizhou returned to the bedroom and commented, “That laundry detergent of yours is fake, isn’t it? What the hell is Lan Ri Liang?”

“Ah,” Zhong Weishi replied, lying face down on the bed without lifting his head. “Bought it from that crappy supermarket downstairs. Didn’t really pay attention when I got it, but it smells pretty nice after washing.”

Gu Lizhou picked up his collar and sniffed. “Fart, it stinks.”

Zhong Weishi let out an ‘en, ‘ “Yeah, it’s probably because I just farted.”

Gu Lizhou kicked him on the butt.

Tight and flexible.

The odd sensation made him pause for a moment.

Zhong Weishi glanced back at him. Somehow, Gu Lizhou had managed to wear that nearly see-through, washed-out rag of a shirt with the poise of a runway model rocking high-fashion homeless chic. Meanwhile, his lower half was clad only in a new pair of underwear.

It was jarring.

Zhong Weishi tossed a small blanket at him. “Cover yourself up already. You look ridiculous. My eyes are burning.”

Gu Lizhou chuckled. “So, what wouldn’t burn your eyes ah?”

Zhong Weishi didn’t think twice, “My kind.”

Gu Lizhou didn’t say anything, still laughing.

Zhong Weishi caught a faint hint of mockery and raised his middle finger to him “Definitely bigger than yours.”

Gu Lizhou didn’t bother to bullshit him and climbed into bed, tilting his head slightly toward Zhong Weishi. “What are you reading?”

“A novel.” Zhong Weishi wiggled his toes. “<Enchanting Jin’an>. Heard of it? It’s Jiu Mangxing’s new work—absolutely brilliant.”

Of all authors, it had to be his nemesis.

Gu Lizhou rolled his eyes so hard they could’ve outshone pearls. “Not interested. What’s so great about it?”

Zhong Weishi finished the last bite of his red bean popsicle. As he chewed on the stick, he began promoting it enthusiastically: “It’s really good. Just read a few chapters, and you’ll get it. It’s a suspense mystery. I thought it was pretty average at first, but it keeps getting better the deeper you go. Each twist connects perfectly to the next. The author’s seriously NB. They’re even adapting it into a TV series soon. Though, I’m not sure if they can pull off the supernatural effects…”

Zhong Weishi rambled on endlessly. The chatter grated on Gu Lizhou’s nerves until he couldn’t hold back anymore and interrupted, “Why the hell would I care? I don’t want to know anything about him.”

Though Zhong Weishi usually came across as carefree, he was actually quite perceptive when it came to the key moment. Sensing something off about Gu Lizhou, he put down his phone and asked, “What’s wrong ah? Are you upset?”

Gu Lizhou realized his tone earlier had been a bit harsh and muttered softly, “Nothing. I just don’t really like that author.”

“Then let’s not talk about him.” Zhong Weishi grinned and said, “Let’s talk to you about my idol.”

Because of the earlier topic, Gu Lizhou wasn’t particularly interested. “Takeshi Kaneshiro, Daniel Wu, or Louis Koo?”

“None of them.” Zhong Weishi shook his head smugly. “My idol’s a writer too. His name is Wan Lizhou. Have you heard of him? He wrote a famous novel called <Souls of the Dead>… It’s a fantasy story. The main character starts off with just the ability to see people’s lifespans…”

Every fan, when talking about their idol, has eyes that light up and words that flow endlessly, as if hoping the whole world could join in their admiration.

Zhong Weishi was no different.

Gu Lizhou’s entire being was frozen as if someone had pressed the pause button.

He had never imagined that one day, in such an unexpected place and in such an unbelievable way, he would hear someone else casually mention the names of the characters from his own books.

It was an overwhelming rush of nostalgia, mixed with… pure euphoria!

The air conditioning blew, lifting the hair on top of Zhong Weishi’s head, making it stick up.

Gu Lizhou suddenly found himself thinking that this little rascal was looking more and more pleasing to the eye.

“Actually, I only started reading his books a few years ago. Back then, Wei-ge recommended <The Sovereign of Another World> to me. Once I started, I couldn’t stop—I went back and read everything he’d ever written. I can’t even imagine how someone in their 20s could write something like that. It’s terrifying. That’s the difference between a genius and us mere mortals ah…” Zhong Weishi’s wave of rainbow farts blew loud and long.

Gu Li Zhou first had a burst of passion and his heart raced with excitement, then he shamelessly encouraged Zhong Weishi to say more.

After all, who wouldn’t be curious about how others perceived them?

Even the great god writer was certainly no exception.

Sure, he had seen countless comments online like “This author is amazing,” “Their writing is brilliant and epic,” and “They bring every character to life.” But hearing it said to his face by a real reader? That was a uniquely surreal and embarrassing experience.

Especially that sentence: “I really love him.”

Gu Lizhou felt like his cheeks were about to cramp from holding back his grin. “Is he really that good?”

“Of course!” Zhong Weishi raised his eyebrows and said rather proudly. “No one has ever surpassed him in my heart—not even Jiu Mangxing. Wan Lizhou will always be my white moonlight!”

Zhong Weishi watched in real-time as the person before him went from looking like he’d just eaten shit to blushing like a shy teenager spotting their crush.

The whole transformation took less than two minutes.

He even smiled a little lewdly.

“You’ve definitely read his work before, right? He’s probably from your generation ah,” Zhong Weishi said.

Your. Generation.

Every word hit Gu Lizhou’s chest like an 80-kilogram sledgehammer, pounding relentlessly against his metaphorical white moonlight.

Gu Lizhou felt like coughing up blood, but he gritted his teeth as he shook his head. “Never heard of him.”

Not only had he not read Wan Lizhou’s work—he hadn’t even heard of him. This was a devastating blow to the diehard fan sitting before him.

This is the generation gap between the young and the old ah!

Zhong Weishi snorted derisively, clearly unimpressed. He twisted the knife further: “See, this is the difference. Look at Wan Lizhou—he debuted before he even turned 20, writing novels. In just a few years, he created legendary works with billions of clicks. He’s an SSS-level diamond-tier author in the Xinghe Century rankings, with a net worth in the hundreds of millions. He even made it onto that, what was it? The Starlight Authors’ Rankings. His works are still classics after all these years. Now, look at yourself.”

Zhong Weishi gave Gu Lizhou a once-over, his eyes filled with disdain. “Hmm? A stubborn piece of scrap metal.”

Gu Lizhou: “…”

Chapter 24

December 23, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       It was getting late, and Chen Huan was still waiting for his client in the consulting room. He sipped his coffee and recalled what the man had been like when he first appeared.

       The brown-haired young man sat on the single sofa opposite, his head lowered, his bangs covering his red eyes, and he whispered in a broken voice, “Every time I close my eyes, that moment when Dad left appears before me. He held my hand, and then it just went limp, falling down like that. His eyes were open, looking at me, as if there were so many things he still wanted to say, as if he wanted one last look at Mom and me, as if he couldn’t bear to leave…”

       “Dr. Chen, I argued with him that day. I found him annoying, always meddling in my life… Now he can’t do that anymore… I’m such an idiot… He’s gone, and I don’t know what to do…”

       “I failed to take good care of my mother. She kept herself locked in her room, wouldn’t let anyone in. By the time I kicked the door open and got in, I found she had taken sleeping pills… We saved her, but her mind was affected. She’s forgotten about Dad’s passing. She keeps telling me that he’s just away on a business trip and will be back in a few days…”

       “What should I do? What can I do to get everything back? They all say to be strong and calm. I don’t know how to be strong or calm. I have no place to say these things… I’m going crazy…” He covered his eyes with his hands, but tears kept falling down.

       At that time, Chen Huan did not know the identity of the sad, guilty, helpless and fragile young man in front of him. He sympathised with the big boy who was crushed by the changes. As a psychiatrist, he continued to gently comfort and enlighten him, helping him rebuild his self-confidence and regain his confidence in life.

       The day after that man’s visit, two men came to his studio and placed a contract in front of him. Someone was willing to inject money to expand the size of his clinic, but he had put forward a condition that required him to tell the situation of the patient he received yesterday. Chen Huan refused. He felt that protecting the privacy of his customers was more important. Unexpectedly, the other party signed a contract with him.

       Only then did he know that the person who signed the contract with him was from the famous consortium, and the patient he had treated before was actually the consortium’s eldest young master, Eldest Young Master Chu Yunhan. Since then, he had become the chief psychotherapist of the Golden Eagle Group, providing psychological diagnosis and treatment to members of the Black Eagle Association. He had signed confidentiality documents. No matter what he learned from these people, he would not keep any information and never tell anyone about it. In addition, he also promised one thing…

       There was a knock on the door, and the front desk led the guest into the consulting room with an appointment.

       “Please sit down.” Chen Huan raised his hand, “Mr. Zhou Han, long time no see.”

       Zhou Han was Chu Yunhan’s pseudonym. He took his mother’s surname and his own first name. At that time, he felt that he was about to collapse and needed to find a place to talk. Because of his background, he couldn’t reveal his family’s secrets to others, so he chose a small private psychological clinic and used a pseudonym.

       Acknowledging Chu Yunhan’s false identity, treating him as an ordinary patient, and allowing him to express his feelings freely to him was another thing Chen Huan promised. Chen Huan didn’t know why the eldest young master of the Chu family would condescend to come to his small clinic. But he could understand why the other party signed a contract with him. Chu Yunhan gradually trusted him during many medical visits, but Golden Eagle could not let himself, a small doctor, know the family’s secrets. In order to protect their eldest young master and also in order to know the information of their own within the control, they signed a contract with him. As for this additional condition, it was to allow the Eldest Young Master Chu to have a place to relieve his emotions anonymously. This request did not violate his medical principles, so he agreed. He did his best to help Chu Yunhan go through that difficult and painful time and found an exit for him in the collapsing world.

       —In this world, not everyone could face life and death with strength. If you couldn’t bear it, it was okay to try to escape first. There was no shame in being vulnerable. You must first admit your vulnerability, accept your true self, and then learn to be strong little by little.

       Chen Huan suggested that Chu Yunhan temporarily leave the mansion where he lived with his parents, relax, do some aerobic exercise, and find something interesting to divert his attention. He originally wanted to help him regain his confidence through slow counselling. However, Chu Yunhan suddenly stopped coming and only transferred three times the consultation fee to him.

       Later, he heard that Eldest Young Master Chu lingered in nightclubs and soaked himself in alcohol and women. Chen Huan felt a little regretful in his heart because he knew very well that there was a wound in Chu Yunhan’s heart. No matter how unruly he appeared, a sensitive and sad young man was always hidden in that wound.

       He originally thought that there would be no more interaction between the two, but unexpectedly, the other party appeared again.

       After a long time apart, Chu Yunhan had matured somewhat. The grey plaid suit paired with the slender figure made him look very tall and straight, but he seemed to have no energy, and like most people who came here, he was a little depressed.

       Chen Huan placed a cup of jasmine tea on the small side table next to him and smiled, “You came to find me because you are not in a good mood lately?”

       Chu Yunhan frowned slightly, with an extremely embarrassed look on his face. He hesitated before speaking, “Dr. Chen, are there any patients who come to you who… well, just… have mental problems with sex?”

       Chen Huan was slightly startled and replied, “Yes.”

       “Were they cured later?” He asked very directly.

       “Some obstacles have been eliminated through psychological counselling, and some have had little effect.” The doctor looked at him and asked, “Did you encounter any difficulties in this area when you came to see me today?”

       Chu Yunhan pursed his lips. He turned away, stared at the cup of scented tea, and said softly, “Yes.”

       “Can you tell me the specific situation?”

       “I…” He was extremely embarrassed, and his face turned red. “When I do it with a woman, I always feel it’s not intense enough, and…it’s hard to reach climax.”

       Chen Huan noticed his choice of words and asked, “So, have you ever tried having sex with a man?”

       He said frankly, “I tried.”

       “How’s the situation?”

       “It’s not good either.”

       “What does ‘not so good’ mean?” Men and women had different ways of making love and receiving different stimulations, so he asked this question.

       Chu Yunhan’s face turned redder, “Being with a man… Can make me more aroused, but every time it comes to climax, I will also have a psychological barrier, and I will hold back uncontrollably.”

       The doctor thought for a moment and said, “Why do you think this is a ‘psychological barrier’ rather than coming from the body? In other words, how did your repressive behaviour come about? Did it occur naturally, or was it a sexual incident? Did someone impose this kind of obstacle on you?”

       The man pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

       “If you don’t want to say…”

       “I… was forced to play some BDSM games before.” After saying this, he seemed to be deflated, leaning on the sofa and supporting his head with one hand on his forehead.

       Chen Huan had studied the psychology of sadomasochism, and when he saw what he said, he had a clear understanding of the situation. He slowly said, “If I guess correctly, the person who forced you should be a male, right?”

       Chu Yunhan nodded awkwardly.

       “Compared with ordinary sex, BDSM is more intense and dangerous. A certain degree of restraint, humiliation and pain will stimulate the secretion of endorphins in the brain, making people reach an intense pleasure almost soaring. And this extreme pleasure is addictive, just like if you drink water after drinking a cup of hot cocoa—it will feel bland.”

       “How can I break this…addiction?”

       “I think talking about ‘quitting’ is a bit serious.” Chen Huan smiled, “If you’d rather have hot cocoa than water, then it’s okay to indulge a little. BDSM is merely a form of eroticism if both partners cooperate. For example, in ordinary sex, some men will ask women to call them ‘Daddy’. This title can show a sense of immorality, which will make him feel more excited. Using the identities of master and slave strengthens the concepts of dominance and submission, thereby amplifying stimulation.” He paused, “Similarly, whipping and binding are meant to be stimulating. Excessive pain or discomfort will dampen desire, so a dom needs to control the intensity to keep the sub’s discomfort just within the range that enhances arousal. These are tools to heighten pleasure, which is the same as drinking wine before sex. If you feel that you can get the pleasure you want in this way, you can boldly try to make sex more interesting and exciting within a safe range. Control it a little to avoid overstimulation and depleting the body, such as having hot cocoa once a week and drinking water at other times.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a while, with a puzzled look on his face, “But… I can’t ejaculate…”

       “This is something I’m more concerned about.” The doctor thought for a while and said, “Can I ask you some specific details about your previous participation in BDSM?”

       He hesitated and nodded.

       “You’re the dominant one, right?”

       “Um.”

       “The other party…I mean the person you are playing this kind of game with. Is it many people or one person only?”

       “One person.”

       “He forced you to do it, and you’re not willing to cooperate?”

       “…En.”

       Chen Huan was surprised. He knew Chu Yunhan’s identity. It felt incredible to him that such a favoured man who was so protected could be forced to become a sub in BDSM. Who could it be?

       However, this was a private matter and not something he should get involved in. He still maintained a calm expression and continued to ask, “What method did he use to control your ejaculation when he was having sex with you? Was it a tool or some other thing?”

       Chu Yunhan’s face was as red as an apple. He lowered his gaze on the tea cup in his hand and said, “Sometimes it’s some tools, and sometimes he used his hand to block it.”

       “Under what circumstances would he allow you to cum?”

       “After he is…satisfied.”

       “Is there any special way? I mean, how did he give you instructions to ejaculate?”

       “…He would say, ‘you can cum’.”

       “Does this happen every time?”

       “Almost.”

       “If he doesn’t give this instruction, it means you can’t cum. Or there will be punishment, right?”

       He made a low ‘En’ sound.

       “That’s it.” Dr. Chen, who found the cause of the disease, smiled, “Next time you can try to find a dom for an erotic BDSM sex session. And tell him ahead of time to give you the instructions when you need to climax. I’m sure your block can be lifted.”

       Chu Yunhan sat on the sofa dumbfounded. It took him a while to recover from these words and said, “Do I…do I have to do this in the future…”

       “As your body begins to adapt to other people, the impact that person has on you will gradually lessen.”

       “But I’m not gay…” he said anxiously.

       “If you can get pleasure through penetration, of course you can also choose a female dom. It doesn’t really matter whether you are gay or not. Male or female, it’s just that the objects of desire are different. Everyone has their own preferences,” Chen Huan said with a smile. “But the pleasure from squeezing the prostate is usually stronger than the pleasure from penile friction.” He rummaged in the drawer for a while, then took out a card and handed it to Chu Yunhan, “This is from a previous customer of mine. He is from the BDSM circle and knew that I was interested in studying the psychology of sadomasochism, so he gave me this. It seems to be an invitation card to their club. If you are interested, you can check it out. There should be some good dom in the circle.”

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Chapter 77

December 21, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       After ending the call with Pei Qing, Zhan Weiyang was going to take medicine. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhan Weiguang standing at the door looking at him.

       He avoided Zhan Weiguang’s sight and walked forward.

       Zhan Weiguang reached out and grabbed his collar, took a look at his bare feet, and said, “Go put on your shoes.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his hand to grab his wrist to make him let go, “Let me go first.”

       Auntie Luo came over at this time and asked them, “Aren’t you having breakfast? You should eat breakfast first.”

       Zhan Weiyang returned the phone to Auntie Luo, went back to the room to put on slippers, and took the medicine obediently, and then came back to the dining room on the first floor and sat down.

       Zhan Xiusong had already eaten and went back to the room upstairs to play games. Only Zhan Weiguang and Zhan Weiyang were left at the dining table.

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and ate silently without saying a word.

       When Zhan Weiguang was about to speak, he heard the sound of a car being locked outside. Knowing that Zhan Pengcheng had returned, he also fell silent and did not speak.

       After lunch, Pei Qing called Zhan Weiyang to coax him a few words, and then called Zhan Weiguang.

       At that time, Zhan Weiguang was playing games with Zhan Xiusong in his room. When he saw Pei Qing calling, he threw the controller away and walked out with the phone.

       Zhan Xiusong hurriedly called him, “Hello!”

       Zhan Weiguang did not respond.

       Zhan Xiusong noticed that Zhan Weiguang was in a bad mood all day, so he did not dare to say anything, and turned back to stare at the screen silently.

       As soon as the call was connected, Pei Qing said to Zhan Weiguang, “You can ask me any questions, don’t scare Yangyang.”

       By this time, Zhan Weiguang had calmed down. He squatted against the wall and asked in a cold tone, “Explain clearly what happened between you and Zhan Weiyang?”

       Pei Qing said, “It’s what you know. We kissed, but we didn’t do anything else. If you want to ask, I think we are in a relationship.”

       Zhan Weiguang flicked his short hair on his head with a painful expression and asked, “Pei Qing, are you crazy?”

       Pei Qing’s tone was very calm, “What do you mean?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You know that Zhan Weiyang is a boy?”

       Pei Qing said ‘En’, “I haven’t had any doubts about that.”

       Zhan Weiguang continued, “And I told you that he drowned when he was a child and had problems with brain development. You said you were in a relationship with him. Does he even understand what being in a relationship means?”

       Pei Qing said, “I think he understands. Have you communicated with him?”

       Zhan Weiguang said hurriedly, “Does he really understand, or did you instil the knowledge in him? Are you sure he didn’t mistake his dependence on you for love?”

       Pei Qing was silent for a long time, and he asked Zhan Weiguang, “Have you tried to ask Yangyang these questions? Not yelling at him, but sitting down and talking to him, asking him what he is thinking and what he thinks.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “His thoughts are just immature and naive. Should we just indulge him because he thinks this way? Don’t even mention Zhan Weiyang’s intellectual issues; even if he were a normal seventeen-year-old boy, do you think you have a reason to date him?”

       Pei Qing asked, “What if you were him?”

       Zhan Weiguang was stunned, “What?”

       Pei Qing said, “If you were 17 years old, in your second year of high school, and you met someone you liked and wanted to have a relationship with, and your father and your teacher thought your ideas were immature and you should listen to them, what would you think?”

       “I—”

       Pei Qing interrupted him before he finished speaking, “Zhan Weiyang is just an ordinary boy; why can’t you try to communicate with him? You think it’s too early to fall in love at the age of seventeen, and I also think that seventeen is too young. I haven’t thought about doing anything with him. I’m waiting for him to grow up and make a decision when he is more mature. If he meets a girl he likes when he is eighteen and goes to college, and he tells me that he doesn’t like me anymore, I can totally accept it. Do you understand what I mean?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I don’t accept it.”

       Pei Qing said, “Then you can try to convince him.”

       Zhan Weiguang was silent.

       Pei Qing continued, “Don’t quarrel; go and talk to him. Tell him what you think, and drive out the bad ideas you think I have instilled in him from his head. No matter what the final result is, I will accept it.”

       After hanging up the phone, Zhan Weiguang squatted in place and hugged his head, and didn’t move for a long time.

       After a while, he heard the sound of a car coming from downstairs, and then he slowly stood up and walked to the window to look downstairs.

       Zhan Pengcheng parked the car at the door of his house, opened the passenger door, and Zhan Weiyang jumped out.

       Zhan Weiyang was supposed to get his phone repaired in the afternoon, but Zhan Pengcheng saw that his phone was broken, so he simply took him out to buy a new one.

       Now, Zhan Weiyang was looking forward to returning to continue calling Pei Qing. At noon, Pei Qing called the home landline, and Zhan Weiyang stood in the living room to answer the phone. He said two short sentences and then hung up.

       Now with a new phone, Zhan Weiyang could not only call Pei Qing, but also video chat with Pei Qing. As he thought of this, he felt happy, and he couldn’t remember the unhappy things in the morning.

       After Zhan Pengcheng sent Zhan Weiyang home, he drove out again. He had many business friends and customers who needed to keep in touch during the Chinese New Year. Except for eating at home on the 30th, he had social events almost every day.

       Zhan Weiyang jogged up the stairs to the second floor and saw Zhan Weiguang standing at the stairs. His expression changed suddenly. He turned sideways to avoid Zhan Weiguang’s sight and continued to walk forward along the wall.

       Zhan Weiguang did not speak either, following Zhan Weiyang silently, and saw Zhan Weiyang still going back to Pei Qing’s room.

       He followed him in, closed the door casually, stood against the wall and asked Zhan Weiyang, “Aren’t you going to live in your own room?”

       Zhan Weiyang was kneeling beside the bed, studying his new mobile phone. He looked up at him and said, “Wait a minute.”

       He felt that this room still had the atmosphere of Pei Qing’s life, and he was reluctant to move out, so he wanted to wait for a few days.

       Zhan Weiguang was a little dazed. In his impression, he had never had a serious chat with Zhan Weiyang. What was he talking about? His brother was like a little fool. Their thinking was never in the same world. He always thought that when Zhan Pengcheng was gone one day, he only needed to give Zhan Weiyang a good meal and a good place to live, and he would have fulfilled his obligations.

       He thought they didn’t need to communicate, but Pei Qing repeatedly asked him to talk to Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiguang walked to the other side of the bed, knelt down beside the bed like Zhan Weiyang, put his arms on the bed, and said, “Zhan Weiyang, can you talk to me properly?”

       Zhan Weiyang moved his eyes away from the phone screen and looked at his face, “What?”

       Zhan Weiguang felt a little awkward but still tried to speak in a serious and calm tone, “Do you like Pei Qing?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded, “I like him very much.”

       Zhan Weiguang raised his hand and scratched his face, asking, “Do you like me or Pei Qing more?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him strangely, as if he was looking at a fool, “Of course I like Pei Qing, why should I like you?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Because I am your brother.”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head to look at the phone and ignored him.

       Zhan Weiguang didn’t know how to continue the topic.

       Unexpectedly, Zhan Weiyang took the initiative to talk after a while, “I’m not going to spend my whole life with you.”

       Zhan Weiguang was stunned and took some time to understand what he meant, “You want to spend your whole life with Pei Qing?”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled a little shyly, his round eyes flickering with light, and he said, “Except for not being able to have children with Qing ge, I can do everything else. Why can’t we be together for a lifetime?”

       Zhan Weiguang looked at him blankly.

       Zhan Weiyang still had a smile on his face, “It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t have a child, it’s enough that he has me.”

       Zhan Weiguang waited for a while, and asked tentatively, “Did Pei Qing say these words to you?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him, “No, that’s what I thought. I also thought that when my father is old, I will let Dad and Grandma live with us, and I can take good care of them.”

       Zhan Weiguang couldn’t find the words for a while, and asked after a long time, “What about me?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him strangely, “Aren’t you getting married?”

       Zhan Weiguang thought their conversation was magical and deliberately said, “What if I don’t get married?”

       Zhan Weiyang frowned, lowered his head and stared at the bed sheet for a while and said, “You can live next door to me, don’t live in my house.”

       Zhan Weiguang was angry and amused, “Do you hate me so much?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I will take care of you, but you are not allowed to control me or be mean to me, let alone scold Qing ge.”

       Zhan Weiguang had mixed emotions for a moment and couldn’t help laughing out loud.

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Chapter 23

December 20, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       When the time on the monitor hit 00:00, the data on the platform’s settlement page was locked, and the finance department began an intense round of financial calculations. The busy anniversary week was finally over, and soon, the results would be revealed.

       Chu Yunhan paced around the office restlessly and almost bumped into the financial director who had walked in. He stared at the page in the other person’s hand, wanting to read it but not daring to look at it, and asked, “…how much is the increase?”

       “8.3%.” The financial director laughed. “Everyone is very happy. It’s really not easy.”

       Hearing this result, Chu Yunhan felt as if a huge firework exploded in his heart, and he was so excited that he wanted to jump up. However, due to the presence of the staff, he could only pretend to be calm. He coughed lightly, concealed his good mood, and said earnestly, “Well, it’s pretty good. Let’s give everyone a rest for the next week. Your department will have to work a little harder to pay out the bonuses.”

       As soon as the financial director left the room, he clenched his fists, made a gesture of victory celebration, and happily smashed the pillows on the sofa to the ceiling.

       He won!

       He finally got rid of Chu Yichen!

       From now on, he is free!

       Chu Yunhan couldn’t wait to go to his old house right now, throw this financial report in Chu Yichen’s face, and show him his results arrogantly. That guy’s face must be…

       When he thought of Chu Yichen’s face, his enthusiasm suddenly dropped by half. Even if that person knew he had won, he would probably just say ‘congratulations’ expressionlessly.

       What a bore.

       Anyway, the result was already set, so there was no rush; waiting a bit would make him appear more composed.

       Chu Yunhan was in a good mood and returned to Qinglan Villa. As soon as he entered the door, he picked up the chubby Auntie Song and spun her around three times.

       “Oh, Young Master, put me down quickly, I’m almost dizzy.” Auntie Song patted his shoulder in annoyance and said, “Why are you so happy today?”

       “My department store held a store celebration and made more than eight points more than last year in one breath. Isn’t it amazing?”

       “Amazing.” Aunt Song didn’t know what the eight points were, but she roughly knew that he would make money, and she was happy in her heart. But when she saw his haggard look, she felt distressed again and couldn’t help nagging, “Look at you, This hair, this beard… Oh my, your eyes are like those of a panda. How many nights have you stayed up? I’ll make you some wolfberry, lotus seed and white fungus soup. You can have a little after taking a bath, and then go to have a good sleep… “

       Chu Yunhan grinned and said, “Okay.”

       Seeing him go upstairs, Auntie Song couldn’t help but sigh, “I haven’t seen him so happy for a long time. He used to like to joke with us like this. Oh dear, if the Master knew that he was so capable, he would definitely be very happy.”

       Feng Tai, on the side, couldn’t help but feel emotional at the scene and sighed, “As long as Young Master is happy.”

 

       It was a sweet sleep, and he didn’t even have any dreams. Early the next morning, Chu Yunhan rushed excitedly to the old house. Unexpectedly, Chu Yichen left him in the study room, and he waited for more than an hour. The initial excitement turned into frustration while waiting. Chu Yunhan couldn’t help but want to go upstairs to find him but was blocked by Bai Xiao standing by the door.

       “What does this mean?” He frowned.

       “Young Master has asked you to wait for him here.”

       He lifted his wrist to reveal his watch, “I’ve been waiting here for almost an hour and a half. Where is he?”

       “Young Master Yun, if you don’t have the patience to wait, you might as well come back another day.”

       “Bai Xiao.” Chu Yunhan’s expression darkened, “If you feel unhappy that I hit you last time, you can hit me back. Stop putting on airs and throwing me attitude.”

       “Young Master Yun must be joking. How dare I.” Bai Xiao looked at him and said coldly, “You should know very well that the only reason you succeeded then was because I wasn’t on guard. You’ve never tasted the pain of being hurt by someone you’re supposed to protect because you’ve always been the one causing harm. But remember this: your reckless, wanton behaviour can only hurt those who don’t expect it from you.”

       “I don’t need you to lecture me.”

       “Of course, you don’t need to.” Bai Xiao raised the corners of his lips a bit mockingly, “I’m just a dog, so I’m not qualified to preach to you. I just need to keep an eye on this door.”

       Seeing the other party acting like this, Chu Yunhan said angrily, “Get out of my way!”

       The two were in a stalemate when a voice sounded outside the door.

       “Bai Xiao.”

       “Young Master…” Bai Xiao turned around and saw Chu Yichen, a look of concern appearing on his face. His gaze immediately shifted to Hei Yu, who was standing beside Chu Yichen. Hei Yu frowned slightly and gave a subtle nod. Bai Xiao stepped aside helplessly and opened the door.

       Chu Yichen walked into the study and sat down on the sofa near the door. He seemed very tired, and his face was without colour. He looked at Chu Yunhan for a while and said, “Congratulations, you are free.”

       Unexpectedly, he was so straightforward. Chu Yunhan held the financial statement in his hand and suddenly felt at a loss. He coughed awkwardly and said, “Then I… will leave first.” When he walked to the door, he heard the man say softly, “Chu Yunhan.”

       He turned around.

       Among the huge walls of books surrounded on three sides, Chu Yichen sat on the sofa and looked sideways at himself. The sunlight casts in the mottled shadows of the trees from the window behind him, and the light and shadow divide the handsome face into two sides with different light and dark sides, one gentle and the other gloomy. Those black eyes seemed to be filled with misty night, and they seemed to be hidden in the shadow of the moon in the drifting clouds, making it difficult to distinguish. The man looked at him deeply, and after a long time, he spoke again, “All properties under your name will be under your control from now on. I will have all the information sent to Qinglan Mansion later.”

       He felt surprised, pursed his lips, and said, ‘Oh’. He then asked, “Is there anything else?”

       “Let Bai Yang follow you. He will be yours from now on.” The man seemed tired, sitting on the back of the sofa, slowly closing his eyes. “Now go.”

       Chu Yunhan walked slowly out of the door and looked back. Bai Xiao had closed the door to the study room. He paused for a moment and walked out.

       “Young Master Yun, where are you going next?” Bai Yang asked, opening the car door for him.

       He was stunned for a while and then said, “Go see my mother.”

       The car slowly drove away from the Chu family’s old residence. He watched the familiar scenery passing by the car window, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

       He won.

       He finally got rid of Chu Yichen.

       From then on, he was still the glorious Young Master of the Chu family.

       But why was the joy in his heart not as strong as he expected?

       Chu Yichen took away everything from him, forced him to submit with horrific methods, and even almost forced him to death.

       But why was the hatred in his heart not as strong as he expected?

       When he was about to leave, when he was finally free, and when he was looking at that man, what were these indescribable feelings stirring inside? It was as if something weighed heavily on his chest, making each breath feel stifled and uncomfortable.

       Maybe he had Stockholm Syndrome? Chu Yunhan shook his head vigorously and took out his mobile phone with some irritability to broadcast, “It’s me, where are you guys playing tonight, count me in.”

       It didn’t matter if he was in a bad mood. He just needed to have some fun.

 

       After visiting his mother in a nursing home, Chu Yunhan, dressed casually, finally returned to his long-lost nightlife.

       Loud music, swaying lights, wildly twisting bodies on the dance floor, all the unpleasantness was evaporated in the excitement and alcohol. Chu Yunhan had not been so free and unrestrained for a long time. He lazily leaned on the leather sofa in the VIP room and slowly drank the wine from the glass.

       “How come Eldest Young Master Yun has time to fool around with us today? Isn’t that department store going bankrupt because of you?” Lu Yao, who was sitting opposite him, said with a smile.

       “It didn’t close down, and I heard that the profits of the Golden Prosperity store increased a lot during its anniversary. Yesterday, my dad used him as an example to criticise me. He said that the mall I had been in for so many years was not as good as the Eldest Young Master Chu’s, which was there only for three months .” Zhang Fei put his legs on the coffee table and swayed.

       “Tsk, tsk, our Young Master Yun is really amazing.” Zhou Hua gestured with his thumb and said in a high-pitched voice, “I’m almost falling in love with you.”

       The other two burst into laughter.

       “Go away.” Chu Yunhan smiled. He kicked him, and said, “Remember to call me when you go out to play in the future.” After pausing, he added, “Also, I’ve taken over a few businesses, so let me know if there’s any profitable news.”

       Lu Yao said, “Hey, are you going to work seriously now? Honestly, did your iceberg cousin force you to do it?”

       “There’s no need to mention him..” Chu Yunhan glanced at him, “I’m here to have fun today. What’s so fun about him?”

       Zhou Hua looked at his phone and grinned, “I know you were busy some time ago, and I was afraid that you would get bored, so I specially called a few girls to come over to help with the fun. Do you still remember that Nuannuan?” Seeing his not-remembering-look, he reminded, “The model with big breasts and big butt, sexy as hell, and a baby face… Hey, that’s the one you took out for the night, gave her 20,000 yuan, and asked me to give the money back to you…”

       “Oh.” Now that it was mentioned, he did vaguely remember.

       “She became famous in an online drama a while ago, and her current net worth is not ordinary. I asked her several times but she never came. This time when I said you were here, she said she was free.” Zhou Hua looked at his phone, ” She said she would arrive in a short while and she would bring several young models from her company with her.”

       “It seems there’s some mutual interest; it all depends on whether Young Master Yun is heartless or not.” Zhang Fei joked.

       Chu Yunhan raised his lips and smiled but said nothing. He had indeed been in a state of high pressure and depression during this period. It would be nice to have a well-behaved girl to keep him company.

       As the name suggests, Nuannuan1nuan means warm was very considerate, gentle and lovely. Once Chu Yunhan was released from the ban, he inevitably indulged and drank a little too much. He put his arms around her and entered the hotel’s dedicated suite. He was forced by Chu Yichen to accept a man before, and later, he was busy working in a department store. He had no time to find a woman to relieve his desire. Now, the other woman took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, making him feel hot all over.

       He opened the door and kicked off his shoes, lifted the woman and threw her on the big bed, then pressed her on her. As their lips and tongues intertwined, they had already taken off each other’s clothes. After some rubbing and teasing foreplay, he straightened his waist and penetrated into the already her already wet place.

       Nuannuan groaned and exasperatingly said, “Young Master Yun, be gentle. It hurts.”

       Chu Yunhan spread her white legs and used his full sexual organ to hit that tight and soft place without any gentleness. The friction ignited the pleasure, but as the movements deepened and desire surged, an unbearable feeling of emptiness lingered like maggots on the tarsal bones.

       Not enough…

       His body was clamouring for something more intense and exciting…

       He sped up his movements as roughly as a trapped animal. Nuannuan changed from moaning to crying under his merciless impact and finally couldn’t help but struggle hard. He had to slow down and lean forward to kiss and caress the woman’s tender body again.

       Then, Chu Yunhan discovered another terrible obstacle in his body.

       He was unable to ejaculate naturally.

       Whenever he was about to ejaculate, his body suddenly began to restrain itself and forcefully endure the gushing desire. This back-and-forth sexual intercourse eventually became a form of torture for both men and women. Just when he couldn’t release his orga-m for the third time, he screamed with red eyes, punched the bed hard, then rolled out of bed, rushed into the bathroom, and slammed the door.

       The cold water fell from his head, removing the heat from his body.

       He raised his face and leaned against the wall tremblingly.

       Chu Yichen, you turned me into a monster.

       You win.

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Chapter 48 – I am in a difficult situation.

December 19, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 48 – I am in a difficult situation.

He read “The Boundless Great Jing” from beginning to end, not missing a single word. The book clearly told a story of chaotic times, with heroes rising, scheming against each other, and the victor becoming king. The romantic subplot was very subtle, let alone a bizarre plot about men giving birth.

 

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! The author didn’t even warn about male pregnancy in the book! What a terrible review!

 

Thinking of this, Zhao Qi suddenly remembered something. Before he transmigrated into the book, he had discussed “The Boundless Great Jing” with a girl. She asked him if he was reading the abridged or unabridged version and strongly recommended the unabridged version, saying it had more romantic and passionate scenes, including the popular storyline of having and raising children.

 

When he asked who had the child, the girl gave him a mysterious look and told him to read carefully.

 

At the time, Zhao Qi didn’t understand, but now, he thought he finally got what she meant.

 

Could it be that he read the abridged version but transmigrated into the unabridged version where men can get pregnant?!

 

Heavens, earth, please take me away. I can’t handle this kind of humiliation!

 

“Your Majesty, please don’t be angry,” Cheng Boyan supported Zhao Qi’s arm and said, “Otherwise, if the fetus is affected, both you and the dragon seed will be in danger.”

 

Upon hearing the word “fetus,” Zhao Qi’s mind buzzed. He couldn’t catch his breath and almost fainted again.

 

Xiao Jinzi hurriedly brought tea, “Your Majesty, have some tea to calm down.”

 

Cheng Boyan helped Zhao Qi regulate his breathing while Xiao Jinzi fed him tea, and Jiang Dehai fanned him with a silk fan. After all the fuss, Zhao Qi barely managed to stay conscious.

 

“My dear minister,” Zhao Qi clung to his last hope, “Do you think it’s possible that I just have symptoms that resemble pregnancy but am actually just damp?”

 

Cheng Boyan couldn’t bear to say it, “Your Majesty, though I’m not very experienced, I can still determine if it’s a happy pulse.”

 

Zhao Qi retorted angrily, “But don’t you think it’s too absurd for a man to be pregnant?!”

 

“Your Majesty, it’s indeed rare in the world, but it’s not without precedent,” Cheng Boyan replied. “In ‘Travels in the East,’ it mentions that the Eastern Royal Family has a secret medicine that can make men…”

 

“Enough, stop talking,” Zhao Qi was utterly hopeless. Are the people from the East too idle, creating such a harmful medicine, harming both others and themselves?

 

Cheng Boyan continued, “Your Majesty, if you knew about the existence and effects of this medicine, why did you take it?”

 

“I did not!”

 

Jiang Dehai speculated, “Your Majesty, could it be the work of the one who stole the medicine?”

 

Xiao Jinzi nodded in agreement, “It must be, it must be!”

 

Zhao Qi was on the verge of tears. He could understand being drugged with an aphrodisiac, but what’s the point of a pregnancy drug?

 

“Find out who did this!” Zhao Qi ordered. “Then capture them and tear them apart along with He Changzhou!”

 

What, you say I decided not to tear He Changzhou apart before? Sorry, I’ve changed my mind. Who would have thought that the usually shy He Changzhou could have such a powerful move?

 

“Your Majesty, forgive me for being blunt,” Cheng Boyan spoke fearlessly, trusting that Zhao Qi wasn’t a tyrant who would randomly take people’s heads, “The Eastern secret medicine only makes men capable of conceiving. To truly get pregnant, you still need to…”

 

The phrase “cloud and rain” made Zhao Qi explode on the spot, “I don’t need you to remind me!”

 

Cheng Boyan wisely shut his mouth. He couldn’t imagine who would dare make the emperor pregnant and didn’t want to think about it.

 

At this moment, the eunuch’s announcement came from outside: “Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here.”

 

Upon hearing that Xiao Shiqing was coming, Zhao Qi’s nose twitched, and grievance surged in his heart. Although he didn’t want to admit it, he instinctively wanted to rely on Xiao Shiqing whenever he encountered difficulties.

 

Zhao Qi suddenly stood up, muttering, “Brother! Brother, I have a dragon egg, what should I do, waah—”

 

Jiang Dehai quickly pulled Zhao Qi back, “Your Majesty, do you really want to tell the Prime Minister about this? Please think carefully.”

 

Zhao Qi calmed down a bit. Firstly, if it got out that as the emperor he was slept with by his brother, his face—no, his imperial dignity would be ruined. Secondly, a man’s pregnancy was already unheard of in Great Jing, let alone the emperor’s. He could never figure out Xiao Shiqing’s thoughts, and recently Xiao had been using him. If Xiao knew about his pregnancy, he didn’t know how Xiao would react. Instead of taking a risk, it was better to maintain the current situation.

 

Zhao Qi hurriedly said, “Only the four of us know about this dragon egg, understand?”

 

“Rest assured, Your Majesty, we will keep it a secret.”

 

Xiao Shiqing entered the room, seeing the chaos among the four, and asked, “What’s going on?”

 

Zhao Qi forced a smile, “The imperial physician was taking my pulse.”

 

Before Xiao Shiqing could ask, Cheng Boyan said proactively, “Your Majesty’s luck is immense, and the illness has improved. However, to prevent a relapse, you must continue taking the medicine.”

 

“Got it,” Xiao Shiqing said, “Everyone, leave.”

 

They were all worried about Zhao Qi, but they couldn’t disobey the Prime Minister’s orders and had to leave reluctantly.

 

Xiao Shiqing noticed the redness around Zhao Qi’s eyes and frowned slightly, “Have you been crying?”

 

Zhao Qi bit his lip, trying to appear normal, “Just yawning.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, “So you’re tired.”

 

Zhao Qi wasn’t sleepy at all but still nodded.

 

Xiao Shiqing’s lips curved slightly, “The emperor really does want to sleep whenever he sees me.”

 

Zhao Qi’s mind was in turmoil, unable to think clearly, so he just kept nodding, “Yes, yes.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s smile deepened, gently guiding Zhao Qi to lie down, “Then, sleep.”

 

Zhao Qi was pushed down, Xiao Shiqing’s handsome face right above him.

 

“What are you looking at?” Xiao Shiqing asked.

 

Zhao Qi seemed to be talking to himself, “Brother, do you think I’m still a man?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s gaze lowered, “Is the dragon pulse problematic?”

 

“…Alright, I must be crazy to talk to Xiao Shiqing about this.”

 

“Want me to check?”

 

Zhao Qi silently turned over, protecting his dragon pulse and presenting a desolate back to Xiao Shiqing.

 

“Why didn’t you ask me why I came to see you today?”

 

Zhao Qi mumbled, “Didn’t you come to see me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled, “Do you believe it this time?”

 

“…I believe it.”

 

The matter of the dragon egg was too overwhelming. The four insiders stayed up all night, gathering in Yonghua Palace the next morning to discuss a plan.

 

Zhao Qi hardly ate the whole day. Jiang Dehai had the imperial kitchen prepare millet porridge with some sour pickles, which Zhao Qi barely managed to eat a few mouthfuls of.

 

“I thought about it all night and still believe this dragon egg shouldn’t stay.”

 

“Your Majesty—”

 

Zhao Qi raised his hand to stop him, “Listen to me first. First, the risk of a man giving birth is too high. The imperial physicians have no experience taking care of a pregnant man or delivering a baby. If something goes wrong, both the dragon egg and I will be doomed.”

 

Cheng Boyan said, “Your Majesty, ‘Travels in the East’ details the process of male childbirth. I can…”

 

Zhao Qi covered Cheng Boyan’s mouth, expressionless, “No, you cannot.”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, what is the second reason?”

 

“Second, the child’s father…or mother and I are not in that kind of relationship.”

 

Xiao Jinzi was curious, “What kind of relationship?”

 

Zhao Qi didn’t know how to describe it, “Anyway, the dragon egg can’t be born into a complete family. Instead of making it suffer, it’s better not to have it at all. Third, and most importantly, I’m afraid of pain.”

 

The three looked at each other.

 

Cheng Boyan mumbled, Zhao Qi released him, and he said, “There’s no need to discuss this further. My decision is made. Boyan, prepare to remove the dragon egg from my belly.”

 

“But Your Majesty,” Cheng Boyan spread his hands, “I don’t know how.”

 

Zhao Qi: “???” Are you kidding me?

 

“‘Travels in the East’ explains how to deliver a baby, but not how to induce a miscarriage.”

 

Zhao Qi pulled out some random knowledge, “Then use musk, safflower, and motherwort, a whole set of herbs!”

 

Cheng Boyan said, “Your Majesty, the medicine you mentioned is only effective for women; it won’t work on men.”

 

Zhao Qi took a deep breath and held his forehead with both hands. “I’m feeling a bit dizzy…”

 

The three of them quickly steadied Zhao Qi. Jiang Dehai’s face was filled with undisguised concern. “Your Majesty, please take care of your health.”

 

Zhao Qi weakly replied, “It’s hopeless…”

 

Cheng Boyan said, “Your Majesty, I have an idea.”

 

Zhao Qi quickly responded, “Speak up!”

 

“This medicine was offered to Your Majesty by the fourth young master Zhao. Why not ask him? He might have a solution.”

 

Zhao Qi suddenly remembered. He had been so overwhelmed by the blow that he forgot to confront Zhao Qiao, the one who started it all. Zhao Qiao often visited Japan and had some strange connection with the Empress Dowager there. He had also seen pregnant men, so he might indeed have a way.

 

“Hurry, summon Zhao Qiao!”

 

“I will go at once!”

 

Zhao Qi was pacing anxiously in his palace, waiting for Zhao Qiao. Instead, Rong Tang arrived.

 

Rong Tang rarely came to him voluntarily, so Zhao Qi thought something must have happened. But whatever it was, he had no mood to deal with it.

 

“Rong Tang,” Zhao Qi slumped on the soft couch, “My head hurts terribly. Let’s talk another day if there’s anything important.”

 

Rong Tang asked, “Is Your Majesty really ill?”

 

Zhao Qi covered his face. “Yes.”

 

“What illness?”

 

If I told you, you’d be scared to death. I’m pregnant. “Just some gastrointestinal heat and Qi and blood deficiency…”

 

Rong Tang leaned closer, his cool hand touching Zhao Qi’s forehead, and the hair hanging down his chest brushed Zhao Qi’s cheek, tickling him slightly.

 

“Your Majesty, give me your hand.”

 

Without thinking, Zhao Qi extended his hand while asking, “What are you going to do?”

 

“I know a little about medicine.”

 

Zhao Qi quickly withdrew his hand, leaving only a blur in Rong Tang’s view. His hand was empty.

 

“No need to trouble yourself,” Zhao Qi said, “The imperial physician has already seen me. I’m fine.”

 

Fortunately, Rong Tang didn’t insist. “That’s good then.”

 

Rong Tang, always taciturn, now quietly stayed by Zhao Qi’s side. After a long while, he said, “I heard the various royal relatives who came for the Longevity Festival have started leaving the capital.”

 

“Some have left,” Zhao Qi replied, “Are you asking about Prince Huai?”

 

Rong Tang neither confirmed nor denied it.

 

“Prince Huai’s poison is not yet cleared; he’s still recuperating in the capital.”

 

Rong Tang nodded. “Yes.” After a moment of hesitation, he added, “Prince Huai has ambitions for the throne. Your Majesty should be wary of him.”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit surprised. Although Rong Tang had rejected Zhao Tong twice, he had always kept Zhao Tong’s rebellious intentions somewhat hidden. Now, saying this, was he completely abandoning Zhao Tong and siding with Zhao Qi?

 

If he weren’t so troubled by the matter of the dragon egg, Zhao Qi would have been deeply moved.

 

“I understand,” Zhao Qi said, “Don’t worry, I’m aware.”

 

As they were speaking, Jiang Dehai returned, but Zhao Qi’s eagerly awaited Zhao Qiao was not with him. Seeing Rong Tang there, Jiang Dehai chose his words carefully. “Your Majesty, I went to Prince Jiu’s residence to find him, but they said the fourth young master hasn’t returned for half a month. He’s probably lingering in some place of pleasure.”

 

Zhao Qi was exasperated. “Truly my good brother.”

 

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. The people at the residence are searching for him. As soon as they find him, they’ll bring him to the palace.”

 

“No need,” Zhao Qi said, having a good idea where Zhao Qiao might be. “I’ll go find him myself.”

 

Xiao Jinzi asked, “Your Majesty is going out of the palace?”

 

“Yes, quickly help me change.”

 

Rong Tang said, “I’ll go with Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback. “Huh? You’re going too?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Zhao Qi quickly refused. “Rong Tang, I’m going to handle official business.”

 

Rong Tang looked at him. “I haven’t left the palace for a year. I want to go out and see—together with you.”

 

“But…”

 

“Handle your business. I won’t disturb you.”

 

Zhao Qi said seriously, “No, you absolutely can’t go to a place like that—it will taint you.”

 

Rong Tang smiled faintly. “I’ve long been ‘tainted.’ What is there to fear?”

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Chapter 60 – Tied Up

December 18, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 60: Tied Up

 

Long Ling’s kiss was as urgent as a storm, pressing down on Su Muluo so heavily that he could barely breathe. Rather than a kiss, it felt more like Long Ling’s desperate demand—he needed the comfort of his Phoenix, the warmth and breath of the Phoenix, to soothe his anxious heart that had been unsettled for days.

 

After the kiss ended, Su Muluo leaned against Long Ling’s embrace, catching his breath. He had just awakened, his mind still foggy, his face pale, and the corners of his eyes still showing traces of dried tears.

 

Long Ling gently wiped away those tear stains, his long fingers brushing over Su Muluo’s white hair—his once-black hair had turned white due to exhaustion. Even though Long Ling had forcibly extended his life, the black hair had not returned.

 

However, he could feel that he was not entirely powerless now. The demon power, which had been dispersed, had slowly begun to gather again after some time.

 

Su Muluo didn’t know whether this was due to his own Nirvana ability or Long Ling’s power. He looked up and asked, “How long have I been asleep?”

 

Long Ling replied, “Two months.”

 

His voice was hoarse, with heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looked haggard and pale, seemingly not in much better condition than Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and gently caressed Long Ling’s face.

 

His palm was cold, but Long Ling was very affectionate, rubbing against his hand.

 

Over these two months, Long Ling had stayed by his Phoenix’s side day and night, witnessing the Phoenix’s frail state without any sign of waking up. The short sixty days felt as long as three thousand years. But fortunately, he had finally waited for his Phoenix to awaken.

 

“Phoenix, don’t leave me again,” Long Ling tightly held Su Muluo’s hand and said softly, “If it happens again, I really don’t know how I’ll bear it.”

 

Su Muluo’s heart ached suddenly upon hearing this, even rendering him speechless for a few seconds. When he had seen his clan’s destruction, he truly had no desire to live and didn’t care about anything anymore. But he had forgotten how much his death would impact Long Ling.

 

If he had not awakened, would his dragon have gone with him?

 

Su Muluo didn’t dare to test this thought. He clenched Long Ling’s clothing, rested his forehead against Long Ling’s, and gently and tenderly said a single word, “Okay.”

 

“I won’t leave again,” he said, “Even if I turn into an egg in the future, I’ll stay with you and not go anywhere else.”

 

Long Ling thought for a moment and said, “If the Phoenix really turns into an egg, then I’ll turn back too, so we can stay close together. That way, when the Phoenix is born, I can see him, and when he’s born, he can see me.”

 

Su Muluo nodded and replied, “Okay.” Then he suddenly felt a chill and coughed a few times.

 

Long Ling immediately held him tightly and asked anxiously, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

 

Su Muluo shook his head and said, “I just feel a bit cold.”

 

Long Ling quickly pulled the blanket over both of them. The bedding was soft, and Su Muluo burrowed into it, leaning against Long Ling and affectionately pressing his cheek against his chest.

 

Long Ling held his Phoenix, feeling the Phoenix soft and warm like a little bird seeking comfort, which made his heart soften as well.

 

“By the way,” Su Muluo looked up at Long Ling and asked, “How did you save me?”

 

At that time, he had exhausted all his Nirvana power and should not have survived.

 

Long Ling hesitated and shook his head, “I don’t know either.”

 

“At that time, I just wanted the Phoenix to live and not leave me… By the time I realized, everything had already happened.”

 

He only felt his life force pouring out of his body into the Phoenix, a power he could not control—so, that was how he saved his Phoenix.

 

Su Muluo was silent for a few seconds, then hugged Long Ling and rubbed his face against him.

 

“Thank you, you saved me.”

 

As he spoke these words, Su Muluo also thought that his dragon was indeed quite unique.

 

This power that saved him was very special, and so was his dragon.

 

Realizing this, Su Muluo didn’t feel joy but rather a heavy sense of worry. He remembered the eye he saw in his soul state, especially when Long Ling saved him, that eye had been fixed firmly on Long Ling…

 

Su Muluo intended to mention this, but seeing Long Ling’s weary face, he hesitated and decided not to speak.

 

Saying such things now would only cause his dragon more worry and seem ineffective.

 

Perhaps it would be better to wait until their condition improved before discussing it.

 

Su Muluo clutched Long Ling’s clothing and sighed silently.

 

—

 

When the Phoenix clan was destroyed, due to the barrier created by the invisible force, the outside world was unaware of what had happened in the Phoenix’s territory.

 

During Su Muluo’s slumber, Long Ling spent several days rebuilding a small house and stayed indoors, guarding him for two months. By the time Su Muluo woke up, although neither of them had explicitly stated it, their relationship had undergone a subtle change.

 

Due to his frail condition, Su Muluo would occasionally cough and felt cold at night, so Long Ling would hold him to warm him with his own body heat.

 

During the day, they were inseparable, and at night, they slept in each other’s arms. Sometimes, when Long Ling woke in the middle of the night and found the Phoenix crying in his arms, he would silently hold him and gently pat his back.

 

Since the destruction of the Phoenix clan, Su Muluo had not mentioned his clan again. Long Ling knew it was not that he didn’t care, but rather that it was too painful to face.

 

During the day, Long Ling would try to distract Su Muluo, preventing him from dwelling on his thoughts. But at night, when it was quiet, Su Muluo would still think of his clan, and his sadness would overwhelm him, leading to tears and cries.

 

Months passed like this. When Su Muluo and Long Ling’s health started to improve and things seemed to be heading in a positive direction, an unexpected visitor arrived.

 

It was Fu Sha. A few days prior, he had passed through and was shocked to find that Su Muluo had survived the heavenly thunder, so he came this time with a direct request.

 

“Phoenix! I need your help!” Fu Sha said urgently. “Recently, our clan’s elder made a prophecy that the Dragon Clan will also face a catastrophic thunderstorm. After you, our Dragon Clan will also be destroyed!”

 

Upon hearing this, Su Muluo felt a pang of panic. His first thought was not about the Dragon Clan but about Long Ling beside him.

 

Long Ling was also a member of the Dragon Clan. If the thunderstorm struck, then…

 

At that moment, Su Muluo felt icy all over and frantically tried to grasp Long Ling’s hand. Long Ling, however, had already pulled him into an embrace, gently patting his back and saying, “Phoenix, don’t be afraid.”

 

Then he coldly turned to Fu Sha and said, “What do you want?”

 

Fu Sha, completely disregarding their intimate actions and not looking at Long Ling, stared fixedly at Su Muluo and said, “You survived the heavenly thunder because of your Nirvana power, right?”

 

“Phoenix, I beg you, give me your Nirvana power—just one person is enough. Although it won’t save my clan, at least it will let me live!”

 

“……”

 

Hearing this, Su Muluo and Long Ling fell into a brief silence of shock.

 

Fu Sha continued, “I know this sounds a bit extreme, but I don’t want to die. Right now, you are the only one who can help me, Phoenix!”

 

Long Ling replied coldly, “Phoenix has already exhausted his Nirvana power while saving his own clan. He can’t help you.”

 

Fu Sha was stunned by this and seemed to only now notice Su Muluo’s white hair. “What? The Nirvana power is useless… No, if you’ve exhausted your Nirvana power, why are you still alive??”

 

He stepped forward, trying to grab Su Muluo, but was directly blocked by Long Ling.

 

“I said, Phoenix can’t help you and has no reason to help you,” Long Ling said. “Now, you can leave.”

 

“……”

 

After Long Ling’s words, Fu Sha did not leave. Instead, he looked at them for a while, and his expression gradually grew colder.

 

“You must be hiding something from me…” Fu Sha said. “Phoenix, are you unwilling to help me and only want to protect yourself and this black dragon?!”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, he acted immediately, intending to forcibly take Su Muluo away.

 

A golden dragon appeared over the Phoenix territory. Long Ling, already on guard, did not hesitate to transform into a black dragon and engaged in combat with it.

 

Under normal circumstances, neither Su Muluo nor Long Ling would fear Fu Sha. But now, Su Muluo’s strength had been depleted while saving his clan, and though he had recovered somewhat in the past few months, he had not even regained 20% of his power.

 

Long Ling, too, had been severely injured in the heavenly thunder and lost most of his strength in saving Su Muluo. With their weakened state facing a fully-powered golden dragon, defeat was inevitable from the start.

 

What followed was Su Muluo’s nightmare. He was gravely injured by Fu Sha and spat blood. In his daze, he watched helplessly as the black dragon protected him and was pierced through the abdomen by the golden dragon… having a section of its spine ripped out.

 

What happened next was hazy for Su Muluo.

 

He only remembered that in extreme sadness and despair, he suddenly erupted with tremendous power, even losing control of himself. When he came to his senses, the Phoenix territory was in ruins, the golden dragon had vanished, and there were large patches of blood on the ground.

 

—At that time, he was in a daze, with only one thought in his mind: he could not let his dragon die.

 

With this thought, he seemed to suddenly understand something and knew what he had to do to save his dragon.

 

So he drove a blade into his chest, using his blood as a guide, and transferred half of his life to Long Ling.

 

Later, Su Muluo learned that in extending Long Ling’s life, he had lost most of his power, and to extend Long Ling’s life, he had to give up not only his power but also half of his soul.

 

From then on, his soul was bound to Long Ling’s, linking them from life to death.

 

But Su Muluo did not regret it. Perhaps because of this, not long after, when the heavenly thunder struck the Dragon Clan, his dragon was not affected.

 

After the thunder, both the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan faced destruction, and Fu Sha was lost in that thunderstorm—whether he perished under the thunder or escaped was unknown.

 

Su Muluo did not verify if Fu Sha was truly dead. The loss of half his soul and his blood had exhausted him completely. His condition was even worse than before. He managed to hold on for a few days to care for Long Ling, but eventually, he spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed from exhaustion.

 

—When he woke up, he was lying in bed, with Long Ling sitting beside him.

 

Although Su Muluo woke up with a splitting headache and felt as though he was completely drained, seeing Long Ling safe by his side made his eyes light up immediately.

 

“How are you? Are you okay now?”

 

Ignoring his weakness, he tried to sit up to check on Long Ling’s condition—but he realized his hands were bound to the bed with chains and he couldn’t sit up.

 

Su Muluo: “……”

 

He was momentarily stunned, while Long Ling looked down at him with a blank expression.

 

It was only then that Su Muluo noticed something was wrong.

 

Long Ling’s usual dark golden eyes… were now a blazing red.

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Chapter 76

December 17, 2024 / / 0 Comments

       Zhan Weiyang had been hiding under his own quilt, refusing to come out.

       Zhan Weiguang remained silent for a while and then said to him through the quilt, “Yangyang, don’t be silly. I’m your only brother. Pei Qing is hurting you. Do you understand?”

       If Zhan Weiyang hadn’t heard Pei Qing’s name, he would have ignored Zhan Weiguang, but at this moment, he couldn’t help but say, “He didn’t! You don’t understand; you don’t know how much I like him!”

       Zhan Weiguang frowned, “No matter how much you like him, he can’t kiss your lips; that’s what lovers do.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “We are lovers!”

       Zhan Weiguang asked, “Do you know what lovers mean? You are a boy; you want to fall in love with a girl.”

       Zhan Weiyang said loudly,”I just like Pei Qing. Why should I fall in love with a girl?”

       Zhan Weiguang felt a headache.

       At this moment, Zhan Weiyang’s mobile phone that he threw on the bedside table suddenly rang.

       Zhan Weiyang stretched out a hand from under the quilt, groping for his cell phone, and Zhan Weiguang leaned over to take a look and found that it was Pei Qing who called. He was furious and grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s cell phone and answered it.

       He shouted viciously, “Pei Qing!”

       Pei Qing was still at the airport, and they were waiting to pick up the checked luggage; he stood alone in the corner and called Zhan Weiyang. As soon as he answered the phone, he heard Zhan Weiguang’s voice.

       Even though Zhan Weiyang was so angry, Pei Qing’s tone remained very calm. He said, “Weiguang?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “Pei Qing, are you a human being? Isn’t our family good enough to you? You dare to bully my brother!”

       Pei Qing asked, “What did Zhan Xueqing say to you?” He didn’t know how much Zhan Xueqing said in her message to Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiguang angrily questioned, “What else did you do? Do you think that I won’t call the police? You molested a minor!”

       Pei Qing stood against the wall. After hearing this, he was silent for two seconds and said to Zhan Weiguang, “Can you calm down? I didn’t do anything to Yangyang, let alone molest him.”

       Zhan Weiguang roared, “Why are you pretending? Zhan Weiyang has admitted that you kissed him!”

       At this time, Pei Qing suddenly heard Zhan Weiyang’s voice coming from the other side of the microphone as if anxiously saying from a distance, “Give me back my phone.”

       Zhan Weiyang was trying to grab the phone from Zhan Weiguang, and he said angrily, “You are not allowed to say that!”

       Pei Qing said to Zhan Weiguang, “Can you give the phone to Yangyang first, I’ll have a few words with him.”

       But Zhan Weiguang could no longer hear Pei Qing’s words. He was pressed on the bed by Zhan Weiyang. In order to prevent Zhan Weiyang from grabbing the phone, he stretched the hand holding the phone far away.

       In order to grab the phone, Zhan Weiyang bent his knees and knelt on Zhan Weiguang’s stomach.

       Zhan Weiguang cried out in pain, “fvck! Are you trying to murder your own brother?!”

       Zhan Weiyang pressed him and crawled over to grab his phone. Before he could grab it, he hurriedly shouted, “Qing ge.”

       Zhan Weiguang grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s leg, which was still pressing on his stomach and lifted it up. As a result, Zhan Weiyang’s hand slipped, and the phone he had just grabbed was accidentally thrown out. It hit the wall hard and then bounced to the ground with a ‘click’.

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t even bother to put on his shoes. He jumped off the bed to pick up the phone. When he picked it up, he found that the screen was broken, and the entire touch screen had no response. He hurriedly put the phone close to his ear and heard that the call was disconnected.

       Zhan Weiguang rubbed his stomach, climbed up, and took a breath.

       Zhan Weiyang glared at him, “My phone is broken!”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “You threw it on the ground yourself.” His stomach was hurting, and his breath was not stable.

       Zhan Weiyang said angrily, “I’m going to call Qing ge!”

       Zhan Weiguang was also angry, “You are not allowed to contact him again in the future!”

       Zhan Weiyang grabbed his broken phone and turned to run outside, passing through the corridor and down the stairs to the first floor.

       At this time, Zhan Xiusong was eating breakfast in the dining room. In fact, strictly speaking, it was almost noon, but it was still breakfast for him.

       He saw Zhan Weiyang in pyjamas, with messy hair and bare feet, and asked in a daze, “What are you doing?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked around anxiously and saw Auntie Luo coming out of the kitchen. He ran over and asked Auntie Luo, “Auntie Luo, can you lend me your phone?”

       Auntie Luo took her phone out of her pocket and handed it to Zhan Weiyang, wondering, “What’s wrong? Where’s your phone?”

       Zhan Weiyang shook her phone and said, “It’s broken.”

       Auntie Luo asked him, “Who are you going to call?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Qing ge.”

       “Pei Qing…” Auntie Luo said, “I don’t have his phone number saved.”

       Zhan Xiusong took the initiative to say, “I have it, I have it.” As he spoke, he took out his phone, found Pei Qing’s phone number and read it to Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang heard it and hurriedly entered the number and dialled it. Then he looked up and saw Zhan Weiguang coming down, so he took the phone and hid in Grandma’s room.

       “Zhan Weiyang!” Zhan Weiguang walked towards him.

       Grandma was watching TV in the living room. There was no one in the room. Zhan Weiyang went in and locked the door. He heard Zhan Weiguang knocking on the door but ignored him. He hid in the corner of the room and squatted down, letting the bed block him and the door.

       Because it was an unfamiliar number, the phone rang for a long time before Pei Qing answered it.

       Zhan Weiyang shouted crisply, “Qing ge!”

       Pei Qing responded softly, “Yangyang?”

       They were on their way home from the airport. Pei Jingrong called the driver to pick them up. It was a business car.

       Pei Qing and Zhan Xueqing were still sitting in the back row. When they heard Pei Qing answering the phone, Zhan Xueqing turned his head and looked at him.

       In fact, at this time, not only Zhan Xueqing but also Zhan Yingfei in the front row turned his head and looked at him.

       Pei Qing continued, “What happened just now?”

       Zhan Weiyang felt aggrieved, “Zhan Weiguang broke my phone.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Did he fight with you?” Her tone was unconsciously a little worried.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “No, he just snatched my phone.”

       Pei Qing said, “It doesn’t matter. Just get your phone fixed if it’s broken, and don’t fight him or quarrel with him.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I didn’t.”

       Pei Qing was about to continue talking when Zhan Yingfei asked him, “Is that Yangyang?”

       He nodded, then asked Zhan Weiyang, “Did you take your medicine today?”

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly remembered, “Ah, I forgot.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “Then go take your medicine first, I’ll call you later.” Then he remembered that Zhan Weiyang’s phone was broken, so he asked, “Whose phone is this?”

       Zhan Weiyang answered, “Auntie Luo’s.”

       Pei Qing said, “Okay, then I’ll let Auntie Luo call you, you go take your medicine first.”

       Pei Qing then hung up the phone, and when he looked up, he saw Pei Jingrong also turned his head to look at him.

       Pei Jingrong asked, “Do you get along well with Zhan Weiyang?”

       Pei Qing replied, “Very well.”

       Pei Jingrong said, “It’s rare to see you so patient with a child.”

       Pei Qing didn’t say anything.

       Zhan Yingfei smiled and said, “That means you don’t know your son at all. Pei Qing is actually very careful. Yangyang is special and needs more patience to get along with him.”

       Pei Jingrong didn’t say anything after hearing this.

       Zhan Yingfei smiled and said to Pei Qing, “My eldest brother also said that Yangyang caused you a lot of trouble when he was not at home. Thank you for taking care of Yangyang for so long.”

       Pei Qing was silent for a while and said, “We are all family. What’s the point of saying thank you, Auntie?”

       Zhan Yingfei smiled and said, “Yes, Yangyang is also your younger brother. He has been ill since he was a child. If he often looks for you in the future, I hope you’ll be patient with him.”

       Pei Qing quietly replied, “I will.”

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Chapter 47 – I have a dragon egg.

December 17, 2024 / / 0 Comments

Chapter 47 – I have a dragon egg.

Summoning the imperial physician took time, and then the physician had to travel from the Imperial Hospital to Yonghua Palace. This period was extremely tormenting for Zhao Qi. Initially, he didn’t think much of it—feeling weak and having a poor appetite in the heat seemed normal. But after vomiting, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over and instantly became miserable.

 

“Xiao Jinzi,” Zhao Qi weakly called, “help me lie down.”

 

Xiao Jinzi, panicked, said, “Your Majesty, hang in there, the imperial physician will be here soon.”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head, staring blankly ahead, “It’s too late.”

 

Xiao Jinzi was on the verge of tears, screaming hysterically, “Your Majesty, please don’t scare me!”

 

At this moment, Zhao Qi felt that if a tear could fall from the corner of his eye, it would be perfect, but he couldn’t squeeze one out. “I’m gravely ill before reaching adulthood. What will happen to my mother and the people of Great Jing after I die? Heaven is jealous of talents, my aspirations unfulfilled—”

 

Xiao Jinzi cried, “Your Majesty—”

 

Xiao Shiqing arrived at the entrance of Yonghua Palace and heard the wailing. Upon entering, he saw Zhao Qi lying on the bed and Xiao Jinzi kneeling beside, crying loudly. His face turned pale, “Zhao Qi!”

 

Zhao Qi propped himself up, “Has the Prime Minister come?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s face looked worse than Zhao Qi had ever seen, as if his heart had stopped beating. His hand, gripping Zhao Qi’s shoulder, trembled slightly, “What’s wrong with you?”

 

Zhao Qi was stunned by Xiao Shiqing’s appearance and took a long time to react, “Oh… I vomited.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression froze for a moment, “Vomited?”

 

“Yes, Prime Minister,” Xiao Jinzi sobbed, “The emperor just had a sip of mung bean soup, and then he vomited up all of last night’s dinner. The emperor usually eats a lot and never throws up; this is the first time something like this has happened!”

 

Xiao Shiqing: “…”

 

“You sure talk a lot,” Zhao Qi said suspiciously, “Are you really called ‘Xiao Jinzi’ because you keep your mouth shut?”

 

Xiao Jinzi replied, “Yes, Your Majesty, there’s no other part of me that’s tight.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, “What kind of question is that…”

 

Xiao Shiqing watched coldly as the two bantered, “Having fun?”

 

Zhao Qi nodded sheepishly. Sometimes acting was quite enjoyable, especially with someone to play along.

 

Xiao Shiqing gritted his teeth, “You dare to nod? Do you know I almost…” His words abruptly stopped. He closed his eyes and rubbed his brow, looking as if he had been through a great ordeal.

 

Zhao Qi and Xiao Jinzi exchanged a look, both surprised by Xiao Shiqing’s reaction. The Prime Minister, who remained unflappable even in the face of a collapsing mountain, was scared by their little joke?

 

Tentatively, Zhao Qi asked, “Were you worried about me, brother?”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s face was expressionless, “No.”

 

“Oh.” It turned out he was being overly sentimental.

 

“If you’re unwell, call the imperial physician. Crying won’t help.”

 

Zhao Qi muttered quietly, “I’ve already called.”

 

Not long after, Jiang Dehai led the imperial physician in. It was the most senior physician, Zhang.

 

Zhao Qi extended his hand for Zhang to take his pulse, watching as the old physician’s eyebrows raised higher and higher, finally knitting together in a frown. Zhao Qi was terrified—oh no, could it be an incurable disease?

 

“Don’t give up on me, physician,” Zhao Qi grasped the old man’s hand, “I think there’s still hope for me.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi and addressed the physician, “What illness does the emperor have? Speak freely.”

 

Physician Zhang, trembling, withdrew his hand. A layer of cold sweat formed on his forehead, but his expression remained relatively calm. He bowed and said, “Prime Minister, the emperor has damp-heat in his stomach and intestines, and a deficiency in both Qi and blood, causing a lack of appetite and nausea.”

 

Zhao Qi exhaled in relief. It was just damp-heat; nothing to be afraid of. In these times, who didn’t have some dampness in their body?

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Is it serious?”

 

A drop of cold sweat silently slid down the physician’s cheek, “This is a common ailment in the summer heat. The emperor needs to take some herbal medicine to clear heat and dampness, and eat a lighter diet. He should recover soon.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression softened a bit, “Prescribe the medicine.”

 

Xiao Jinzi took the prescription to prepare the medicine. Jiang Dehai advised earnestly, “Your Majesty, you can’t keep eating greasy foods like pig trotters anymore.”

 

Just as Zhao Qi was about to speak, a wave of nausea hit him, and he turned away to retch.

 

Xiao Shiqing frowned, sat down by the bed, and gently patted Zhao Qi’s back to soothe him. He instructed Jiang Dehai, “Bring water for the emperor to rinse his mouth.”

 

After rinsing his mouth, Xiao Shiqing helped Zhao Qi lie down. Zhao Qi asked, “Brother, why did you come to see me?”

 

Xiao Shiqing had intended to discuss a southern tour with Zhao Qi, but seeing the young emperor’s pale face, he decided against it. “Nothing, just wanted to check on you.”

 

Zhao Qi said, “Really? I don’t believe it.”

 

Xiao Shiqing was speechless for a moment, “Do you want to travel by water or land for the southern tour?”

 

Zhao Qi considered, “Since we’re inspecting the disaster, water travel might be better.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded, “What kind of dragon boat do you want?”

 

A picture appeared in Zhao Qi’s mind, and he got excited, “A dragon head on the front, grass on the deck, and a skull on the flag… Are you going to help me build a new dragon boat?”

 

Xiao Shiqing ruthlessly shattered Zhao Qi’s fantasy, “No.”

 

“…” Then why did you ask?

 

“Your Majesty,” Xiao Jinzi brought over the medicine, “it’s time to take your medicine.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said, “Give it to me.”

 

Jiang Dehai reminded him, “Prime Minister, the emperor said he’s old enough to drink by himself.”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at Zhao Qi, “Do you want my help?”

 

“No…” Seeing Xiao Shiqing raise an eyebrow slightly, Zhao Qi quickly changed his tune, “I want brother’s help, ah—”

 

Xiao Shiqing scooped up a spoonful of the medicine, blew on it to cool it, and brought it to Zhao Qi’s lips.

 

Zhao Qi drank the medicine spoon by spoon, fed by Xiao Shiqing. After finishing the medicine, he began to feel sleepy. Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he said, “I’m sleepy.”

 

“Hmm.” Xiao Shiqing’s ink-scented palm covered his eyes, his voice soft and gentle, “Sleep.”

 

Meanwhile, as soon as Physician Zhang returned to the imperial hospital, he could no longer hold on. His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

 

A young physician in the courtyard, Zhang’s proud disciple Cheng Boyan, was sorting medicinal herbs. Seeing this, he dropped the herbs and ran over, “Teacher! What’s wrong?”

 

Physician Zhang clung to Cheng Boyan’s arm, “Quick, pack my things. I need to leave the capital tonight and retire!”

 

Cheng Boyan was shocked, “Didn’t you just take the emperor’s pulse? What happened to make you so frightened?”

 

Physician Zhang refused to elaborate, shaking his head repeatedly. His face was ashen, and he muttered nonsensically, “Unheard of, unseen—thank goodness I held on for a moment, or I’d have lost my head!”

 

Cheng Boyan asked, “Is something wrong with the emperor’s illness?”

 

Physician Zhang wept bitterly, “More than just wrong!”

 

“Students believe that regardless of what illness the Emperor suffers from, the doctor should be forthright. His Majesty won’t do anything to the doctor.”

 

Last time, when the Emperor’s favorite male companion was drugged with an aphrodisiac, his condition was critical. The old court physicians didn’t dare to speak frankly and pushed Cheng Boyan to report to the Emperor. Cheng Boyan had initially thought he would hear the classic royal threats like “Everyone will be buried with him,” “Bring your head to see me,” or “Take him out and flog him to death.” To his surprise, the Emperor merely asked him to think of a solution and do his best.

 

Doctor Zhang hesitated before sighing deeply, “Boyan, don’t blame your teacher for not warning you. If you want to live, you mustn’t go to see the Emperor’s illness… Enough said, I’m leaving. Take care of yourself.”

 

“Teacher!”

 

While packing his belongings, Doctor Zhang kept muttering, “How bizarre, how bizarre! Who could be so bold as to make a king submit beneath them…”

 

Xiao Shiqing, worried about Zhao Qi’s deteriorating condition, ordered the physicians to report to Yonghua Palace daily.

 

When Zhao Qi saw that a different physician had come, he asked curiously, “Where is Doctor Zhang from yesterday?”

 

Cheng Boyan’s expression was subtle, “Your Majesty, Lord Zhang’s second great-aunt passed away yesterday. He has requested leave to mourn and has returned home for the funeral.”

 

Zhao Qi was momentarily speechless, “That’s possible?”

 

Cheng Boyan respectfully asked, “Has Your Majesty’s condition improved?”

 

Zhao Qi shook his head miserably, “No. During the morning court, if I hadn’t held it in, I would have vomited in front of all the civil and military officials.”

 

Cheng Boyan thought for a moment, then said, “Please extend your hand, Your Majesty. I will take your pulse.”

 

Jiang Dehai corrected him, “Can the Emperor’s hand be called a hand? It’s a dragon claw!”

 

Cheng Boyan hurriedly said, “I was careless. Please extend your dragon claw, Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi’s expression was complex, “… There’s no need for that.”

 

Cheng Boyan placed two fingers on Zhao Qi’s wrist, closing his eyes to feel the pulse. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide.

 

Seeing Cheng Boyan’s face turn visibly pale, Zhao Qi felt a pang of alarm, “No way, not again?! Can’t you physicians manage your expressions? This is terrifying!”

 

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Boyan fully understood why his seasoned teacher, despite his years of experience, was so frightened that he abandoned his position and fled home overnight.

 

Zhao Qi couldn’t contain his impatience, “What’s wrong with me? Just give it to me straight!”

 

“Your Majesty…” Cheng Boyan knelt and kowtowed, trembling, “You… you have a dragon egg… no, you are carrying a dragon child!”

 

Zhao Qi, Xiao Jinzi, and Jiang Dehai were all dumbfounded, “What?!”

 

Cheng Boyan decided to lay it all out, “Your Majesty’s pulse is smooth and steady, indicative of a pregnancy pulse.”

 

Zhao Qi’s expression remained in the previous phase, “What?!”

 

Cheng Boyan didn’t dare to lift his head, “Your Majesty’s pulse indeed indicates pregnancy. Coupled with Your Majesty’s symptoms, you should be about two months along!”

 

Jiang Dehai sternly said, “Lord Cheng, deceiving the Emperor is a capital offense!”

 

Cheng Boyan kowtowed repeatedly, “I am innocent, Your Majesty! Even if I had a hundred heads, I wouldn’t dare deceive the Emperor!”

 

Zhao Qi looked down at his own crotch, “But… but I am a boy…”

 

Xiao Jinzi murmured, “Your Majesty, I remember before the Longevity Festival, Young Master Zhao Si gave you two bottles of medicine. One was an aphrodisiac, and the other was…”

 

These words struck Zhao Qi like a thunderbolt, leaving him as a skeletal remains. He closed his eyes and fell straight back.

 

“Your Majesty!”

 

“Your Majesty!”

 

The three of them scrambled to catch Zhao Qi, while Jiang Dehai instinctively shouted, “Quick, fetch the physician!”

 

“Sir, I am the physician!” Cheng Boyan said as he pinched Zhao Qi’s philtrum.

 

Zhao Qi opened his eyes slightly, nearly spitting blood, “No— I do not accept this scenario!”

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

If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

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

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

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

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

 

 

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