Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 58

Chapter 58: Running Away with the Baby

The moment Sheng Qianheng stood before the bedchamber door of Jingyang Palace and ordered Liu Deshan to open it, he smelled something strange about Chu Yi’s xìnxiāng.

He raised his hand and grabbed the back of Liu Deshan’s collar. “All of you, withdraw and wait outside!”

Liu Deshan took several steps back and then said, “Yes.”

The moment he pushed open the hall door, the scent of Danshen rushed into his nasal cavity. He immediately stepped into the room and quickly closed the door.

Sheng Qianheng raised a hand to cover his nose and mouth. The scent was so thick, it was like a Rain and Dew Period. However, Chu Yi was pregnant. Logically, he shouldn’t be suffering from a Rain and Dew Period during pregnancy.

But on second thought, Chu Yi was a Kunze who had differentiated due to drugs. His Rain and Dew Period was irregular, so perhaps it wasn’t strange at all.

Chu Yi was half-leaning on the chaise lounge, his breathing rapid. He reached out and tugged at the clothes on his collar, trying to dissipate the heat.

He only felt that the heat from the back of his neck was making him uncomfortable. Just as he was about to raise his hand, he sobered up a lot. He absolutely could not wipe off the medicine.

Sheng Qianheng slowly turned to look at Chu Yi on the chaise lounge. The moment he walked in front of him, his throat unconsciously bobbed.

Chu Yi’s collar was already open, and his body was tinged with an unusual blush. His chest rose and fell with his breathing.

That vermilion ink dot was like a rare treasure. Even though he was extremely familiar with it, Sheng Qianheng found it difficult to look away.

He slowly reached out to caress his cheek and asked, “A-Yi, what’s wrong with you…?”

Chu Yi only felt that Sheng Qianheng’s palm was exceptionally cool, and he unconsciously pressed against it. He propped himself up, wanting to wrap his arms around Sheng Qianheng’s neck, but his whole body was not listening to him, swaying and unable to stand steadily.

Sheng Qianheng’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately wrapped an arm around Chu Yi’s waist and back and chided, “Don’t fool around. You’re still carrying a child!”

Chu Yi leaned against Sheng Qianheng’s embrace, lifted his head, and bit his earlobe, whispering, “So what if I have a child? Help me~ I’m so hot.”

Sheng Qianheng only felt the heat from the pads of Chu Yi’s thumbs seem to be transmitted, quickly passing through his yellow robe.

He reached out and pinched Chu Yi’s chin, asking slowly, “Chu Yi, do you know what you’re doing?”

The scent of Danshen filled the bedchamber, but there was no response.

Chu Yi only felt as if his whole body was surrounded by a raging fire, and the steam was making him extremely uncomfortable. He casually tugged at his belt, and the clothes that had been loosely draped over his shoulders instantly slipped off, scattering on the chaise lounge. The clothes seemed to have been blown by the wind, spreading out lightly, like a colorful painting, making it difficult for Sheng Qianheng to look away.

Sheng Qianheng looked at Chu Yi’s dazed appearance and felt a terrible headache.

He pinched the back of Chu Yi’s head and leaned down to look. As he had expected, Chu Yi’s gland was already slightly swollen, no different from when he was in his Rain and Dew Period.

Chu Yi’s thoughts were still there. He only felt Sheng Qianheng’s breath on his gland and stammered, “A-Heng, I’m so hot~”

Sheng Qianheng smelled the Danshen xìnxiāng that filled the room and felt that the self-control he had always been proud of was about to collapse. But he knew that Chu Yi was pregnant and he shouldn’t touch him.

Chu Yi looked up and barely managed to see Sheng Qianheng’s conflicted expression. He stood on his tiptoes slightly and kissed his cheek.

Sheng Qianheng stood there in a daze, his thoughts in an endless struggle.

Chu Yi had never seen Sheng Qianheng act like such a gentleman. He had no choice but to use all his tricks.

He reached out and gently tapped, then looked at Sheng Qianheng’s expression.

He lifted his head and bit lightly on his lips. “A-Heng, are you tired of me?”

“How could I be? A-Yi is the best in my heart.” Sheng Qianheng cupped the back of Chu Yi’s neck and deepened the kiss.

Chu Yi smelled the xìnxiāng that Sheng Qianheng was only now releasing, and his thoughts gradually grew muddled. He only knew to indulge in the pleasure of the moment…

Sheng Qianheng raised a hand to pinch Chu Yi’s waist, picked him up, and walked toward the bed.

When the two of them were lying on the bed, he quickly placed a cushion behind Chu Yi’s waist.

The eighth month was scorching, but Chu Yi only felt as if his whole body was being roasted on a fire.

No matter how many times he swallowed, he couldn’t keep up with Sheng Qianheng’s plundering.

It wasn’t until Sheng Qianheng pressed his forehead against Chu Yi’s that he could gasp for air.

When Sheng Qianheng spoke, his voice was already hoarse. “A-Yi, are you better?”

Chu Yi shook his head. In a moment, the tears that had been accumulating for a long time rolled down. He choked, “My Your Majesty, my gland is so hot.”

Sheng Qianheng only felt the veins in his temples throb. His remaining reason was screaming endlessly, “A-Yi, shall I give you a mark?”

Chu Yi’s thoughts were already muddled, and he could no longer comprehend the meaning of the word “mark.” He sat up and fumbled with Sheng Qianheng’s belt…

Sheng Qianheng immediately restrained Chu Yi with one hand. He leaned down slightly, his thin lips parted gently, and slowly covered Chu Yi’s neck…………

(Reviewer, this is above the neck~)

He barely managed to utter a sentence, “A-Heng, mark me. I’m yours!”

The room was already filled with the scent of Danshen, and there seemed to be a hint of Zhuǎnrìlián mixed in.

The moment the pain was transmitted, Chu Yi only felt a white haze before his eyes…

Apart from gasping for air, he didn’t know what to do.

Sheng Qianheng tasted all the blood and then looked at Chu Yi’s hazy eyes. “A-Yi, how is it?”

Chu Yi took a long time to reply, “Sheng Qianheng…………”

“You can’t fool around anymore, A-Yi.” Sheng Qianheng raised a hand to caress Chu Yi’s lower abdomen and instantly sobered up a lot. He then said, “I’ll have someone prepare water. Shall we take a bath?”

Although Chu Yi knew that the sleeping powder should have been taken by Sheng Qianheng by now, it would still take time for the drug to take effect. He had to stall him.

He kissed Sheng Qianheng’s chin and murmured, “Our child is very strong…”

Sheng Qianheng immediately refused, “No!”

Chu Yi took Sheng Qianheng’s hand, looked up at his crimson eyes tremblingly, and asked, “A-Heng, are you really willing to part with it?”

Sheng Qianheng pressed his lips together. “But…”

Chu Yi leaned close to Sheng Qianheng’s ear and whispered, “Brother A-Heng, help Yi’er.”

Sheng Qianheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously. He gasped for air. In a moment, he wrapped his arms around Chu Yi’s waist and flipped them over.

Chu Yi felt the world spin and said, “Brother, Yi’er begs you to save me.”

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The silver bracelet on his ankle was no longer as bright as before, but the crisp sound of the bells was far more than before.

Even a slight movement could make the bells ring throughout the bedchamber~

Chu Yi only felt the burning pain in his knees make his eyelashes tremble slightly.

Fortunately, Sheng Qianheng held him tightly in his embrace. Chu Yi only felt weak all over.

Sheng Qianheng caught a glimpse of Chu Yi’s discomfort and wanted to stop.

But smelling Chu Yi’s still strong xìnxiāng, he could only continue to work diligently.

At some point, Chu Yi felt that his back was empty. He looked back at Sheng Qianheng…………………………………………….

He was already lying on the bed, completely puzzled.

He asked, “A-Heng, what are you doing?”

Sheng Qianheng reached out and hugged Chu Yi, kissed his lips, and said, “A-Yi, it’s time to rest…”

Chu Yi no longer had any ability to think. He only stared blankly at Sheng Qianheng.

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The sudden feeling of fullness made Chu Yi’s brows furrow. He complained, “A-Heng, I’m too full!”

Sheng Qianheng chuckled softly, reached out to stroke Chu Yi’s sideburns, and explained, “This way, nothing will happen.”

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Chu Yi didn’t know how long he had struggled in this storm. He only knew that today’s events had far exceeded that day of his Rain and Dew Period.

Sheng Qianheng had called for water at some point. When the two of them were squeezed into the bathtub, Chu Yi could only rest his head on the edge of the tub and close his eyes to rest.

Sheng Qianheng, on the other hand, was focused on cleaning the silver bracelet that had become dirty and lost its luster at some point…

At the third watch of the zǐ hour, the night stars hung high, and all was quiet. The candles in the room had been extinguished, leaving only the two people on the bed, their breathing light and their sleep deep.

The scents of Danshen and Zhuǎnrìlián mingled, and the faint smell was very pleasant.

Chu Yi only felt physically and mentally exhausted. He barely managed to prop himself up, raised a hand to caress his lower abdomen, and thought to himself, Baby, don’t blame your daddy.

He carefully felt his abdomen and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no discomfort.

He propped himself up in the moonlight and looked at Sheng Qianheng’s brow. He didn’t know when this person had walked into his heart.

He opened his mouth and softly called his name. He tested him several times, but Sheng Qianheng showed no signs of waking up.

Chu Yi knew that this was the only chance he and Chu Rui had been planning for these past few days.

He stood up and tiptoed to look at the guards outside. They had all fallen.

He took the clothes prepared in the wardrobe, dressed himself neatly, and then limped slightly out of Jingyang Palace.

Chu Rui was waiting outside the hall of Jingyang Palace. The moment he saw him open the door, he immediately went forward to meet him.

He smelled the stench of Sheng Qianheng on his younger brother, his brows furrowed. “Are you alright, Yi’er?”

“It’s nothing. Let’s go quickly.” Chu Yi looked at the people in the courtyard and asked, “What about them?”

Chu Rui: “Don’t worry. When they wake up, they’ll only think they slept for a moment and won’t know anything.”

The two of them temporarily returned to Chu Rui’s palace to rest for a moment.

The next day, at the chén hour, Chu Rui went to Yangxin Hall to bid farewell to Sheng Qianheng and return to Qianlin.

He stood outside Yangxin Hall, his brows lowered, as if he were displeased. He said in a deep voice, “Gu is returning to Qianlin. Shouldn’t there be a farewell gift from the Da Mo emperor?”

The little eunuch guarding the entrance of Yangxin Hall only knew that Consort Hui of Jingyang Palace was in his Rain and Dew Period and that His Majesty had been relieving him all night. No one knew the situation…

He said tremblingly, “King, His Majesty is busy. Please wait a moment.”

Chu Yi, dressed as a Qianlin maid, stood behind Chu Rui, only feeling that his vision was muddled and his steps were unsteady.

Seeing this, Chu Rui immediately turned around and only left a sentence, “Then you can pass on a message for Gu. Gu will take Princess Zhaoning back to Qianlin to ease her homesickness. I hope Your Majesty will not forget what you promised Gu!”

Chu Rui and his party immediately rushed toward the palace gate.

Chu Yi looked at the increasingly clear palace gate and felt that victory was at hand. But his body was unwell, and he almost fell.

Seeing this, Chu Rui immediately picked him up and said, “Is my beloved consort so eager for Gu to grant you a title?”

Chu Yi buried his head as low as he could and said in a high-pitched voice, “This servant wouldn’t dare!”

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, Chu Yi looked back at the high palace walls and was unconsciously dazed.

Sheng Qianheng should still be in a deep sleep now. He didn’t know when he would wake up, nor did he know what the scene would be like when he woke up and found that he had run away.

Chu Rui carried him to the already prepared sedan and asked, “Are you uncomfortable anywhere?”

Chu Yi closed his eyes to relieve the discomfort. “It’s fine. I just slept too little… Older brother, let’s hurry.”

Perhaps because Sheng Qianheng was still in a deep sleep, Chu Yi’s escape was completely unobstructed.

In just a few days, they had already rushed to the border of Da Mo on fast horses.

The party passed through smoothly with Chu Rui’s identity.

Chu Yi had been feeling very sleepy these past few days but had no other discomfort.

Chu Rui looked at his younger brother’s lower abdomen and couldn’t help but ask, “Yi’er, this child?”

Chu Yi looked up at Chu Rui and said faintly, “This is my child.”

Chu Rui naturally understood his younger brother’s meaning. He ordered the accompanying physician to quickly prepare a pill, then handed the medicine bottle to Chu Yi and said, “This is a pill to suppress xìnxiāng. It can suppress your xìnxiāng. Take one every ten days. This medicine can reduce the fetus’s need for xìnxiāng, thus reducing the craving for the other biological father’s soothing xìnxiāng. But Yi’er, the only drawback of this medicine is that once you come into contact with that person’s xìnxiāng again, it will be useless!”

Chu Yi took one without thinking. No matter what, he had to protect his child.

When Sheng Qianheng woke up, he only felt weak all over. He turned his head slightly to check on Chu Yi but found that there was no one beside him.

Seeing that Sheng Qianheng was awake, Imperial Physician Xu immediately stepped forward to take his pulse.

Sheng Qianheng immediately asked, “Where is Chu Yi?”