Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 67

Chapter 67: A Four-Person Shura Field

Chu Yi quickly stood up, intending to block Sheng Qianheng behind him, but Sheng Qianheng unexpectedly pulled him into his embrace.

He looked back at Sheng Qianheng and whispered, “Let go of me!”

Sheng Qianheng had seen Jiang Xinrui at a glance. How could that person be in Qianlin, and even come to find Chu Yi!

He held Chu Yi tightly in his embrace and asked, “Why is Jiang Xinrui here?”

Chu Yi naturally had no way of knowing about this matter, but for now, he could only appease Sheng Qianheng. “A-Heng, don’t fool around! My back hurts. Can you let me go first?”

Sheng Qianheng slowly loosened his grip and then rubbed Chu Yi’s lower back.

Chu Yi wanted to walk toward his older brother, but Sheng Qianheng seemed to be deliberately going against him, not letting him move at all.

Seeing that his younger brother seemed to be tied up, Chu Rui could only enter the dining hall with Jiang Xinrui.

Only then did Chu Yi pay his respects to his royal older brother and then said, “Why did older brother come at this hour? Have you eaten?”

“Gu has eaten.” Chu Rui glanced sideways at Jiang Xinrui beside him and then said, “Yi’er, this person says he is an old acquaintance of yours. Won’t you introduce him?”

Chu Yi had already noticed Jiang Xinrui standing beside Chu Rui. He had never expected to see him in Qianlin.

He only felt Sheng Qianheng’s hand, which was rubbing his waist, secretly wander elsewhere. Chu Yi tried his best to suppress any misleading sounds.

He said, “This is an old acquaintance of mine from when I was an official in Da Mo, with the surname Jiang and the given name Xinrui. Brother Jiang, this is my older brother, Chu Rui.”

Sheng Qianheng immediately said, “Won’t A-Yi introduce Zhen?”

Jiang Xinrui laughed, as if joking, “Your Majesty, are you not joking? This subject has only resigned for a few days. How could I not recognize Your Majesty?”

Chu Rui saw that there seemed to be a hint of fire in the moment Sheng Qianheng and Jiang Xinrui’s eyes met. He only felt that there seemed to be a hidden story.

He coughed, reached out to pull his younger brother to his side, but Sheng Qianheng was actually tugging on Chu Yi’s sleeve. For a moment, Chu Yi was pulled by the two of them, not knowing how to react.

He glanced at his older brother, then looked back at Sheng Qianheng, gave an awkward smile, and secretly thought, I’m done for.

Jiang Xinrui had originally been standing far away and had not been able to see Chu Yi’s round belly. Now, under this pulling, the wide hem of his clothes swayed, and the contour of his abdomen clearly fell into his eyes.

Two months ago, there had been a faint rumor in the Da Mo court that Chu Yi, who had just been enfeoffed as the Empress, was not in the palace. He had not believed it at first.

But when he had disguised himself as a physician again to see Chu Yi, he had seen through the impostor at a glance.

He had originally thought that Chu Yi loved Sheng Qianheng and that he had lost the right to compete.

But Chu Yi had actually escaped the palace! Then he still had a chance to confess his love! He had asked someone to investigate Chu Yi’s whereabouts and had followed the trail all the way to Da Mo.

Now, seeing Chu Yi’s pregnant belly, and with Sheng Qianheng, who had announced to the public that he was ill, standing behind him, he only felt that he had come a step too late again…

Jiang Xinrui looked at Chu Yi and asked, “A-Yi, it’s been a long time. Do you have time to catch up?”

Chu Yi was sweating. His hands were restrained, and Jiang Xinrui was standing beside him. What was all this?

What kind of sin had he committed? One was the father of the child in his belly, one was his respected older brother, and as for Jiang Xinrui, he should be an NPC who admired him.

Was he in a shura field again? It was already difficult to deal with one Sheng Qianheng. What was this NPC Jiang Xinrui here to stir up trouble for?

Chu Yi shook off the hands of Chu Rui and Sheng Qianheng, then feigned a look of discomfort and said, “Older brother, I’m tired. I’ll go back to my room to rest first. I’ll have to trouble older brother to entertain these two.”

With that, Chu Yi supported Lianfang and quickly fled. He didn’t want to deal with these three people. It was too terrifying!

After Chu Yi had left the dining hall, Chu Rui finally asked Sheng Qianheng, “When did you arrive?”

Sheng Qianheng raised an eyebrow. “Older brother, you also know that A-Yi can’t leave me.”

He had also said this for Jiang Xinrui to hear. He glanced at the slightly twitching corners of Jiang Xinrui’s lips and felt a secret pleasure.

Jiang Xinrui was unwilling to pay attention to Sheng Qianheng’s words. Since Chu Yi had left Sheng Qianheng and left the dining hall, it meant that Sheng Qianheng had not been able to make Chu Yi change his mind, so he still had a chance.

Chu Rui subtly observed Jiang Xinrui’s reaction. According to his guess, this Jiang Xinrui should also be in love with his younger brother. But it seemed that his dear younger brother’s heart already belonged to someone else. This Jiang Xinrui was probably going to return disappointed from this trip.

He raised his hand, signaling for the maids to clear the food from the table and brew tea. The three of them sat in three corners.

Jiang Xinrui took the initiative to chat with Chu Rui about some old stories of Chu Yi in Da Mo. Sheng Qianheng had no intention of listening.

Just as he was about to get up and go to find Chu Yi, the two of them immediately looked back and stared at him.

Sheng Qianheng only felt a terrible headache. He sipped his tea with a worried expression. He had not yet asked for Chu Yi’s forgiveness. What on earth had Jiang Xinrui come to Qianlin for?

He couldn’t control his wild thoughts. He immediately stood up and left a sentence, “Zhen has no time to chat with you here. You two continue.”

Sheng Qianheng walked straight toward Chu Yi’s bedchamber. But at some point, Jiang Xinrui had followed behind him.

Hearing Jiang Xinrui’s footsteps, he only felt a surge of anger. He stopped his steps and said in a low voice, “What are you here for?”

When Jiang Xinrui spoke, there seemed to be a smile in his voice. “Naturally, to find Chu Yi. You’re not unaware that I love him.”

Sheng Qianheng turned around and grabbed Jiang Xinrui’s collar, roaring, “A person should have some self-awareness. Chu Yi only has Zhen in his heart! It’s impossible no matter how much you try to curry favor!”

Jiang Xinrui was only a few centimeters shorter than Sheng Qianheng, but at this moment, his aura was not inferior to Sheng Qianheng’s in the slightest.

He raised a hand to push Sheng Qianheng away, patted his collar, and replied, “Your Majesty, why get so angry? I believe Your Majesty should know better than I why A-Yi left the palace. Since A-Yi is still in Qianlin, then anything is possible. As long as A-Yi accepts me, I am willing to treat the child in A-Yi’s belly as my own!”

Sheng Qianheng raised his fist and punched Jiang Xinrui in the face, saying fiercely, “Don’t you be delusional! Chu Yi is Zhen’s!”

Jiang Xinrui took several steps back. He only felt the pain from the bridge of his nose make his vision blurry.

He wiped his nose with his sleeve and saw that it was stained red with blood. He continued, “Your Majesty, are you going to fight with this subject? This subject would like to remind Your Majesty that it is not up to Your Majesty to decide who Chu Yi is willing to accept in the end!”

With that, their fists had already collided. The force was so great that it seemed to be able to shake the surrounding air. The two of them were flushed, and large beads of sweat slid down their cheeks. In the fierce fight, their cheeks were occasionally grazed by the other’s fist, and soon they were bruised, with fresh blood seeping from the wounds, mingling with the sweat…

After hiding back in his bedchamber, Chu Yi leaned against the chaise lounge and rubbed his temples. He sighed several times.

Lianfang hesitated for a long time before asking, “Your Highness, which one do you prefer, His Majesty or Vice Minister Jiang?”

Chu Yi looked up and glared at Lianfang. Was this something he could just choose? This was a life-threatening question!

“Lianfang, are you enjoying my misfortune?”

Lianfang quickly shook her head. “Your Highness, if you still love His Majesty, why don’t you tell him sooner?”

Chu Yi closed his eyes and rubbed his brow. He touched his pregnant belly and only felt irritable.

He did love Sheng Qianheng, but what about him?

Did Sheng Qianheng love him? The complete him? Or was he loving the past “Chu Yi” through his appearance?

Only now did he understand that perhaps he, Chu Yi, was just a substitute.

His already chaotic thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock on the door. He looked up and ordered Lianfang to open it.

After entering the room, Chu Rui sat down. Seeing his younger brother’s furrowed brow, he could only say tactfully, “Yi’er, that Jiang Xinrui, you plan to…”

Chu Yi said without hesitation, “Older brother, it’s impossible between him and me. He’s just a former colleague.”

Chu Rui nodded. That was good. Their Qianlin royal family had always been open and aboveboard and would never be two-timing.

“Then what about Sheng Qianheng? You have no romantic feelings for him either?”

Chu Yi immediately pressed his lips together and said nothing. He could only lower his head and pretend to be soothing the restless fetus in his belly.

In the bedchamber, Chu Rui’s elbow was on the table, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on it. The dull and rhythmic sound was infinitely amplified in the quiet room, but it only served to expand the silent atmosphere in the room.

Chu Rui reached out to rub his younger brother’s head and said helplessly, “Since you like him, then don’t miss him.”

Chu Yi smiled faintly. “Older brother, if I want to leave Qianlin, will you support me…”

He thought that perhaps it was his existence that had almost thrown the current situation of this book into chaos. “Chu Yi” should have died in that sacrificial assassination, but because of his arrival, a drastic change had occurred by a strange combination of circumstances.

Perhaps only by leaving both Da Mo and Qianlin could he stop this endless dispute…

Chu Rui’s hand froze in place. “Yi’er, what do you mean by this?”

Chu Yi immediately shook his head. “Older brother, just take it as if I’m talking nonsense. I was just upset for a moment and spoke without thinking. I’ll handle the matter of Sheng Qianheng and Jiang Xinrui well.”

Chu Rui had wanted to say a few more words of warning, but Chu Mingzhao rushed in.

She hadn’t seen her father-king in many days and threw herself at him. “Father-king, Zhao’er misses you so much!”

Sheng Qianheng had bruises on his face. Fearing that Chu Yi would see them and be troubled, he went back to his residence, had a servant apply medicine for him, and covered them up.

When he stood at the door of Chu Yi’s bedchamber again, he couldn’t raise his hand to knock for a long time.

Chu Yi had left the three of them and left. He faintly worried that perhaps in Chu Yi’s eyes, he was just the father of the child in his belly, a tool to provide him with soothing xìnxiāng…

He was only twenty-three, a full seven years younger than Chu Yi. He couldn’t compare to Jiang Xinrui’s generosity and composure, nor did he have Chu Rui’s calmness.

All he had was the child in Chu Yi’s belly that connected their bloodlines.

In the end, he still chose to turn and leave, not entering the room…

Jiang Xinrui, on the other hand, used the excuse of being unfamiliar with this Qianlin and directly stayed at Chu Yi’s residence.

He pinched the medicine bottle in his hand, his eyes unconsciously becoming sharp.

If Chu Yi really still loved Sheng Qianheng, then don’t blame him for using some despicable means.

Originally, in Da Mo, Chu Yi should have been his. Sheng Qianheng had snatched him away! It was his fault for being careless!

He hadn’t seen any trace of Chu Yi in the residence these past few days. He had asked the maids in the residence, who said that Chu Yi was teaching at a private school.

After the bruises on his face had completely healed, Jiang Xinrui finally found that private school. But he had never thought that Sheng Qianheng would already be sitting beside Chu Yi, rubbing his waist for him!

He pinched the medicine bottle hidden in his sleeve and thought to himself, It’s time!

Chu Yi had originally only taken two days off, but he had been delayed for many days due to a series of unexpected events.

When he returned to the private school to teach, he was inevitably scolded by the teacher.

After apologizing sincerely, he returned to the private school to teach again. But before he could step into the room, he saw Sheng Qianheng’s figure.

Chu Yi raised a hand to gently rub his eyes, unable to help but wonder if his eyes were playing tricks on him and he was seeing an illusion he shouldn’t be seeing.

Sheng Qianheng hadn’t appeared by his side for several days.

The moment he looked up again, he saw Sheng Qianheng standing at the desk, carefully tidying up the utensils. His heart couldn’t help but skip a beat, and a sense of illusion arose in a daze.

The morning sun was just beginning to show. The morning light fell, outlining the contour of Sheng Qianheng’s profile with extreme clarity. His every move exuded a sense of elegance and refinement, his temperament completely natural.

By the time Sheng Qianheng looked up at Chu Yi, he was already standing quietly by his side.

Sheng Qianheng looked at Chu Yi’s dazed eyes and teased, “What are you thinking about?”

Chu Yi took a step back, pretended that nothing had happened, and said, “What are you doing here?”

Sheng Qianheng stacked the teaching bamboo slips one by one and replied, “I am the new teacher. I will be teaching with Teacher Chu. But I am new here, so I hope Teacher Chu will give me more guidance.”

In a moment, the students of the private school came in one by one with their bags and took their seats. There were also many students who hadn’t seen Chu Yi in a long time and greeted him one by one.

Before Chu Yi could reply, he was forced to start teaching.

He sat at the desk, only feeling that his lower back was very sore. He put his hands behind his back, wanting to rub it to relieve the soreness, but he touched the back of Sheng Qianheng’s hand.

The warmth from the broad palm seemed to just right erase the discomfort. He glanced at Sheng Qianheng.

But in a moment, a student sitting below said bluntly, “Teacher, is the person sitting next to you your husband?”