The hand that reached in from the open collar, caressed the hot chest wantonly. Bai Lu struggled frantically like a wild cat with exploded hair, despite still running a fever. He struggled in fear and shouted: “You.. What are you doing! Stop! Stop it!”
Outside the door, the two young eunuchs heard the commotion and exchanged a glance, both shaking their heads slightly.
In the eyes of outsiders, it seemed like the delicate young master from the brothel had caught the Emperor’s eye, and then the young master, unwilling and defying His Majesty, was thrown into the dungeon for a few days as punishment. After falling ill due to his weak body, he was finally released.
Now, who knows what he said, but His Majesty is back to his tyrannical ways.
The young eunuchs thought to themselves: Why resist like this? Don’t you know your place? Even if you’re skilled in playing the qin and have fame in the capital, you’re just a lowly male prostitute. To be favored by His Majesty is a blessing that ordinary people cannot even dream in their in eight lifetimes.
Chu Ya covered Bai Lu’s mouth with his hand, leaned down, and kissed his ear gently, whispering, “No one here will save you here. You’re alone and helpless, with only me.”
Bai Lu stared at him with wide eyes, almost unable to catch his breath. Chu Ya continued nonchalantly, “Do you know what this palace is called? It’s called Bailu Palace. And the main hall where court meetings are held is called Qingya Hall. I changed it two years ago. We’re destined to be entangled for a lifetime.”
“Two years ago?!” Bai Lu finally broke free from Chu Ya’s hand, gasped in shock, “…How long have you been here?”
“Two years,” Chu Ya didn’t hide it. “You must have just arrived. It seems like we both crossed over on the same day, but ended up in different time periods, probably related to time folding.”
Bai Lu furrowed his brow. “w… what?”
Since high school, he hadn’t picked up a book, so he couldn’t grasp Chu Ya’s words immediately. As soon as Chu Ya looked at his blank eyes, he knew that his not very
smart head was thinking hard, and the originally inactive brain nerves
inside had become a mess.
Chu Ya chuckled slightly. “You don’t need to understand. Just know that crushing you to death in this lifetime will be easier than squashing an ant.”
“Get lost!”
Bai Lu’s temperament is stubborn, stubborn, and fierce, and he will never sit still and wait for death. He was known to be desperate for his
life in fights before, and now he would not let Chu Ya suppress and bully him.
He grabbed the porcelain bowl from the small table beside the bed and threw it fiercely at Chu Ya.
Chu Ya dodged without changing his expression, but some of the remaining medicine unavoidably splattered onto his dark sleeve.
The porcelain bowl smashed to the ground with a loud crash, shattering into pieces.
With his weak and feverish body, Bai Lu had expended most of his strength with that throw. Gasping for breath, he leaned against the bed, his sharp eyes glaring at Chu Ya like a wild beast, coldly sneering, “Didn’t I say it before on the boat? We’re done. How can you still get it up for your ex-boyfriend?”
“Although your body has completely changed, your eye remains the same,” Chu Ya said coldly, staring back at him, slowly taking off his outer robe. “So, I think I can still get it up.”
“!!” Bai Lu, infuriated and embarrassed, rolled off the bed, not to escape, but to fight back with all his might.
But his current body was already in a state of decline, worse than a dog. Chu Ya grabbed his wrist, twisted his arm behind his back, pressed
him back to the bed easily, and tore his Silk clothes.
When he was forcibly invaded, Bai Lu’s legs went weak, and he bit his lip without a sound, collapsing onto the bed.
Sweat dripped down his pale face, his eyes reddening. Bai Lu endured the pain, squeezing out a few vicious words through his gritted teeth, “Chu Ya!… damn your ancestors!!”
Chu Ya remained expressionless, coldly responding, “Sorry, but now I’m the one doing you.”
…
The voices carried by the night wind traveled several meters away. A few vague words drifted into the ears of others. The two young eunuchs outside the palace exchanged glances, one of them uncertainly whispered, “Did I hear someone cursing His Majesty’s… ancestors?”
The other’s expression looked solemn and said, “Being so audacious, I fear that tomorrow morning, a corpse wrapped in straw will be thrown into the unmarked grave outside the palace.”
Although they hadn’t witnessed such occurrences often, they had heard plenty about them. Whenever a powerful figure took a fancy to a top courtesan from a brothel and the courtesan refused, most ended up dead. Not to mention, the one inside now was His Majesty, above all. Any slight offense was punishable by death.
Just then, Chief Eunuch Wang passed by. The two young eunuchs quickly shut their mouths and bowed respectfully.
Chief Eunuch Wang shot them a sharp look and sternly reprimanded, “Do you dare speculate about His Majesty’s affairs? What nonsense were you talking about? Be careful of your heads!”
Panicked, the young eunuchs knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, trembling, and begged for forgiveness, “Please forgive us, Master. It’s this slave who talks too much. We don’t dare to do it anymore. Master, please spare our life.”
These two young eunuchs were only seventeen or eighteen years old. They were scared pale, trembling all over. After scaring them with a few words, Chief Eunuch Wang didn’t pursue it further. He just reminded them, “I scold you for your own good. Both of you, speak less and listen more. When His Majesty gives orders later, be quick and efficient.”
The young eunuchs nodded hurriedly in agreement. After a few more reminders from Chief Eunuch Wang, he left.
As Chief Eunuch Wang had anticipated, the young eunuchs didn’t have to wait for a corpse wrapped in straw. Instead, they received orders from His Majesty to bring in some hot water.
It was the middle of the night, with darkness enveloping everything. The two young eunuchs dared not delay. Along with a few maids from the outer courtyard, they quickly boiled hot water and brewed some tea to relieve fatigue, then brought them in as ordered.
As the young eunuch placed the tea on the table, he glanced sneakily inside, catching a glimpse through the swaying pearl curtains and shimmering golden bed curtains. He vaguely saw a large figure curled up on the huge dragon bed, the face hidden in the quilt, only a few strands of soft black hair peeking out.
After this quick glance, Chu Ya was already displeased, deliberately giving him a glance, his expression icy.
The young eunuch’s heart jumped, quickly lowering his head, he hurriedly left the room.
There was a slight sound of fabric rubbing inside the bed curtains. It was probably because Bai Lu woke up and felt stuffy, so he pulled down
the quilt a little.
Chu Ya’s expression immediately softened as he rushed to the bedside, bending down to kiss Bai Lu’s forehead exposed outside the quilt, and said in a slow voice: “A-bai, how are you feeling? Does your body ache?”
Bai Lu didn’t want to pay attention to him. He was too familiar with Chu Ya’s tone. This kind of gentle voice usually only appeared after he had been satisfied physically. On one hand, he felt physically relieved and in a good mood, but on the other hand, he felt aggrieved, feeling guilty for being wronged. So often, Chu Ya used this kind of tone to talk to him, as if he were coaxing a child.
Perhaps Chu Ya thought he was comforting him, but whenever Bai Lu heard this tone, he would get furious.
For three years, Bai Lu had a revenge plan, so he endured without a word. But now that they had torn off all pretenses, what was the point of pretending to be respectful?
Bai Lu glared fiercely at Chu Ya, his mouth not holding back, cursing, “Are you schizophrenic? Now you’re pretending to be a good husband with twenty-four filial piety? It’s disgusting to see you feigning affection! Why didn’t you show restraint when you did me earlier?! Do you know I had a fever?!”
“It seems like the fever’s gone,” Chu Ya said, using the back of his hand to touch Bai Lu’s forehead, testing his temperature. “Your body temperature has dropped. Probably because of the sweating just now.”
Bai Lu was so angry that he raised his hand and pushed him, “Damn! So you think you did something good?”
“…I didn’t mean it that way,” Chu Ya said, grasping his wrist and placing it under the warm blanket, tucking him in.
Bai Lu’s expression changed. “Stop doing this. We don’t owe each other anything. It’s over between us. I admit I used you, I’m guilty, so I accepted the gunshot earlier. Consider it compensation for your three years of feelings, okay? You can settle the score and see if we are even?”
Mentioning the gunshot, Chu Ya’s expression faltered, as if he wanted to explain something.
But soon, he calmed down, speaking slowly, “For you, what happened on the ship might have only been a few days ago, but for me, it’s been over two years.”
“I originally thought that I could face this matter calmly, and there would be no fluctuations even when I meet you again, but I was wrong. As
long as you quarrel with me, I will be very angry and can’t even control myself. , just like earlier…”
When he said this, he suddenly thought of something and put his hand into the quilt to touch Bai Lu’s butt, “Let me see, did I hurt you just
now?”
Bai Lu immediately kicked him with his foot. “What are you looking at? Get lost!”
Chu Ya ignored his resistance and lifted half of the quilt, turned over his naked body and took a closer look.
In this era, infected wounds were troublesome. Fortunately, there was no bleeding from Bai Lu’s side. Chu Ya breathed a sigh of relief and took a towel from the side, soaking it in hot water to wipe Bai Lu’s body.
Bai Lu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Since arriving in this inexplicable place, nothing had gone his way. Could it be that heaven thought it was him who was in the wrong and that he was at fault, so it favored Chu Ya, continually tormenting him?
That's actually kinda of cute, lmao 🤣