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Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 87


Chapter 87: Extra 2 (Part 2)

Only then did Chu Yi sober up a little. He dodged Sheng Qianheng’s gaze and tried to pull the slipping quilt over his belly.

Sheng Qianheng immediately caught his guilty little action. He tickled Chu Yi’s waist with the pad of his thumb.
Seeing him unable to bear the itch, he immediately stood up, pressed his forehead against Chu Yi’s, and asked in a low voice, “Did you come to Qianlin to hide from me?”

Chu Yi licked his lips slightly and shook his head. “I just didn’t know how to tell you…”

Tears that had been brewing for a long time finally dripped onto Chu Yi’s cheek.

Seeing Sheng Qianheng’s large teardrops fall, he was instantly flustered and stammered, “Why… are you crying? Don’t… don’t cry. I wasn’t hiding from you. I just really wanted to come back and see my older brother.”

Sheng Qianheng sniffled, looking wronged. “Then what about the child? It’s been four months and you haven’t told me at all!”

Chu Yi lifted his head and lightly kissed Sheng Qianheng’s lips, wiping away his tears with his sleeve. “I was afraid you wouldn’t want this child…”

Sheng Qianheng raised a hand to cup the back of Chu Yi’s neck, his fingertips lightly touching his gland. Seeing Chu Yi’s originally tense emotions gradually soften, he continued, “I don’t want you to suffer, but this child still came even though we were so careful. Could I have you get rid of it?”

Chu Yi didn’t know why he had been letting his imagination run wild these past few months. He looked up and met Sheng Qianheng’s gaze, asking, “Really?”

Sheng Qianheng nodded.

Chu Yi: “Then we’re keeping both these children?”
Sheng Qianheng still nodded.

By the time he had considered the meaning behind Chu Yi’s words, he suddenly frowned and asked, “Two?”

Chu Yi caressed his abdomen and whispered, “The physician just had a look and said it’s twins. Why didn’t older brother mention this in his letter?”

“He only told me you were pregnant. If I hadn’t rushed here today, he wouldn’t have let me see you.” Sheng Qianheng’s gaze was fixed on Chu Yi’s belly. He asked slowly, “Then won’t you have to suffer twice the pain during childbirth?”

Chu Yi hadn’t considered this matter before, but now Sheng Qianheng’s words made him unconsciously feel a sense of worry.
Perhaps because his emotions were unstable, his xìnxiāng unconsciously overflowed.

The moment Sheng Qianheng sensed it, Zhuǎnrìlián had already been carefully soothing Chu Yi.
“A-Yi, did you get pregnant when we formed the permanent mark that day? But didn’t you take the contraceptive soup?”

Chu Yi took Sheng Qianheng’s hand and pressed its palm against his abdomen. “Yes, I took the contraceptive soup, but these two still came. Perhaps you and I are destined to have more than just Shun’er. This time, you have to stay by my side, okay?”

Sheng Qianheng’s eyes stung unconsciously. When Chu Yi was pregnant with Shun’er, he had not been by his side for a long time.
He stood up and hugged Chu Yi, choking, “This time, A-Yi, don’t find me annoying. I won’t let you leave my sight for a moment.”

Chu Yi let out a soft laugh. “I’m already this old. I’m pregnant now, but I’m not disabled. I don’t need you to watch me all the time~”
As he spoke, his abdomen rose and fell slightly, and there seemed to be a faint throb.

Both of them had been fathers for a long time, but at this moment, they clearly felt the fetal movement. Sheng Qianheng immediately released Chu Yi and stared at his abdomen.
At that moment, both their eyes were slightly moist, and an endless sense of emotion surged in their hearts, as if time had turned back to the moment they had first become fathers. All their fatigue and worries vanished in an instant.


Apart from the rapid growth of his abdominal circumference, Chu Yi had no other discomfort during this pregnancy. He ate and slept well on a daily basis, and seemed to have gained a lot of weight.

However, the discomfort in his lower back was obvious after standing or sitting for a long time. He rarely showed it in front of Sheng Qianheng.
But for some reason, he was still noticed.

Sheng Qianheng wrapped his arms around Chu Yi’s waist, pulled him into his embrace, and acted as his pillow.

Chu Yi only felt extremely comfortable and unconsciously let out a breath of relief.

He was now five months pregnant, and the size of his abdomen was already alarming.
Sheng Qianheng was always worried that Chu Yi would fall while walking. Every time he warned him to be careful, he would be told that he was nagging.

Chu Yi looked sideways and saw Sheng Qianheng hesitate to speak. He immediately preempted him and said in a clear voice, “Don’t you say another word! I’m a little confused. Who is the older one? You’re so young. Why are you so talkative!”

Sheng Qianheng sighed unconsciously, rested his forehead on Chu Yi’s shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, “I’m not young either. I wish I were the one who was pregnant. I can’t bear to see you so uncomfortable… It’s all my fault.”

Chu Yi shook his head. He supported his waist and sat up, slowly moving his body. He could no longer sit cross-legged and could only kneel.
When he faced Sheng Qianheng, he soothed him softly, “Why, are you willing to lie down and let me have my way with you? I’m not willing. It’s too tiring. It has to be you who serves me. Nianqing, look up at me.”

Sheng Qianheng looked up. Before he could even meet Chu Yi’s gaze, the sensation on his lips made him dazed.

A nimble tongue instantly broke in, carefully turning and stirring…

Outside, the cold wind blew in gusts. Even though the window was sealed, some wind could still slip into the room.
Several floor braziers were lit in the bedchamber, and the temperature was suitable.

As Chu Yi and Sheng Qianheng’s bodies rubbed against each other, they both broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
By the time Chu Yi was out of breath, he finally released Sheng Qianheng and said, “Are you calm now?”

Sheng Qianheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He only felt that it was difficult to control himself. “If I can be calm at this moment, won’t A-Yi have to worry about the happiness of the latter half of his life?”

Chu Yi raised a hand to pinch Sheng Qianheng’s earlobe, trying his best to hold back a bellyful of harsh words. “Be serious!”

Sheng Qianheng coughed a few times. “Alright, I’ll be serious. I will definitely do my best to take care of you and not overthink things anymore.”

In fact, this kiss was not just difficult for Sheng Qianheng to endure; Chu Yi also had some reaction.
Just as he was about to turn around, his wrist was grabbed by Sheng Qianheng. He asked in confusion, “Why aren’t you letting me lean against you to rest?”

Sheng Qianheng’s palm had, at some point, already peeled away Chu Yi’s clothes and was pressed against the skin of his abdomen. He leaned close to Chu Yi’s ear and asked, “A-Yi, do you want me to serve you?”

Chu Yi raised an eyebrow, his fingertips lightly tapping Sheng Qianheng’s Adam’s apple. “Oh? Weren’t you worried that I was pregnant a few days ago and didn’t dare to touch me? Afraid of hurting your Da Mo imperial heir?”

Sheng Qianheng closed his eyes, trying to control his desire…

…………

The two of them held each other tightly. Chu Yi, apart from holding Sheng Qianheng tightly, had no thoughts to speak of.

In the end, Chu Yi had had his fill, while the veins in Sheng Qianheng’s forehead throbbed.

In the end, this bout of fooling around earned Chu Yi a good scolding from Chu Rui.


At eight and a half months pregnant, Sheng Qianheng supported Chu Yi and paced in the imperial garden.
The imperial physician had suggested that because it was twins, he needed to exercise frequently to facilitate childbirth.

These past few days, Chu Yi had faintly felt his lower abdomen harden, similar to when he had had a premature birth.
He looked at Sheng Qianheng, who had put aside all his state affairs these past few days to accompany him, and was unconsciously moved.

Just as Chu Yi was about to speak, he felt a liquid flow from his lower abdomen. He looked down and said, “My water broke…”

Sheng Qianheng didn’t hear clearly and pressed, “A-Yi, what did you say?”
Chu Yi held Sheng Qianheng’s sleeve tightly and said, “I’m going into labor!”

Sheng Qianheng’s mind went blank for a moment before he immediately picked up Chu Yi and walked toward the previously prepared delivery room.

Chu Yi only felt his lower abdomen was very heavy. He took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself.

But neither of them had expected that the moment Sheng Qianheng rushed into the delivery room with Chu Yi, he would shout for him to put him down.

Chu Yi supported himself on the horizontal bar for childbirth and immediately instructed Sheng Qianheng, “You squat down quickly. I feel the baby is coming out!”

Sheng Qianheng had a puzzled expression. “Ah?”

Chu Yi only felt the contractions become more and more intense. He quickly untied his sash, took off his clothes and trousers, and in a moment, the cry of a baby resounded through the delivery room.

Sheng Qianheng held the baby, not having recovered from his shock at all…

By the time the midwife entered the room, she was also dumbfounded by the scene. She immediately stepped forward to deal with the umbilical cord and assist Chu Yi in giving birth to the second one.

This birth had only taken the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to deliver them all, so fast that neither Sheng Qianheng nor Chu Yi could react.

When Chu Yi was lying on the bed and had changed into new clothes, he was still in a daze. He looked at Sheng Qianheng’s palm, which was full of blood, and couldn’t stop laughing.
He must have been scared.

Chu Yi reached out and pinched the pad of Sheng Qianheng’s thumb. “I’ve already given birth. What are you thinking about, Nianqing?”

Only then did Sheng Qianheng look at Chu Yi, immediately put his hands behind his back, and said, “I just didn’t expect it to be so fast…”

Chu Yi hadn’t expected it either, but it was good that they were born. According to the midwife, they were fraternal twins, a brother and a sister.
By the time Sheng Qianheng had washed his hands, he finally got on the bed and held Chu Yi. “You’ve worked hard. We really can’t have any more in the future! The Imperial Hospital has already developed a foolproof contraceptive soup.”

Chu Yi didn’t want to have any more either. Pregnancy was too difficult. He closed his eyes and asked, “Is it really foolproof? How does it taste? I can’t drink it if it’s too bitter.”

Sheng Qianheng kissed Chu Yi’s brow and said, “I’ll drink it. I’ll cut it off at the source. You don’t have to drink it. It’s too harmful to the body!”

The corners of Chu Yi’s lips turned up, and his eyelids grew heavier. “I’m tired. Sleep with me for a while.”
Sheng Qianheng: “Alright~ Sleep. I won’t leave.”

The names of the fraternal twins were ultimately chosen by Chu Yi. The older brother was Sheng Yize, and the younger sister was Sheng Yiwan.

Da Mo had three imperial heirs from then on, and the ministers no longer had any memorials urging him to have children. After all, their Your Majesty was drinking a contraceptive soup


Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book

Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book

穿书后揣了暴君的崽
Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Chinese
A chapter unlocks every Monday and Thursday .

Chu Yi (chǔ) transmigrated into an ancient danmei novel of political intrigue. Who would have thought that the day he arrived was precisely the eve of a traitor's assassination attempt?
[Translator's Notes: Chu Yi (褚逸 chǔ yì): The author specifically notes that the character's surname, 褚, is pronounced "chǔ" (3rd tone).]
Good news: The attempt hasn't succeeded yet! Bad news: He transmigrated as the scapegoat and is about to be executed by a thousand cuts! Chu Yi: If I don't run now, when will I ever?! But damn it all! It was only after being dragged back before the tyrant that Chu Yi realized—shit, he seemed to have been drugged! To survive, Chu Yi had no choice but to obediently serve the tyrant day after day. Yet, he never forgot his original goal, attempting a small escape every three days and a major one every five. The result? Nights of passion that left his back aching, his legs weak, and him wanting to cry.
However, the first time he disguised himself as a young eunuch, he ran right into the tyrant's palanquin and was caught on the spot. The second time, he dressed as a courtesan from a brothel, only to be pinned down in a private room by the tyrant... Watching his belly grow bigger day by day, Chu Yi was on the verge of a mental breakdown— Damn it, why didn't anyone mention something as important as this being an ABO world?! And isn't the tyrant supposed to kill without batting an eye?!! Why the hell is his tolerance for me so high?! Damn it!
Everyone said that Emperor Liwen, Sheng Qianheng, was gloomy and cold-hearted. He had murdered his father and brothers, was utterly capricious, and, like the ruthless Lord Cao of the Warring States, slaughtered people indiscriminately. Little did they know that in the Son of Heaven's heart, there was someone he held most dear. Sheng Qianheng was born in the Cold Palace. Despite being the eldest prince, he was disfavored by the late Emperor, enduring endless scorn and hardship. In the winter, he had neither enough food to fill his stomach nor charcoal for warmth, and was constantly mocked and bullied. Until that Winter Solstice, when the young marquis, dressed in a bright red fur cloak, appeared gracefully amidst the vast, swirling snow. He said— "You're all dirty." "Hurry and wipe your face." "It's freezing cold. It won't be good if you catch a chill and get sick." At that moment, Sheng Qianheng thought, if there ever came a day, he would pluck this jade branch and treasure it in a house of gold. In the years that followed, Sheng Qianheng indeed got his wish. Until... not long ago. The love of his life, who had lost his memories, ran away in the middle of the night with a swollen belly. Sheng Qianheng: ? #Also known as: #After Transmigrating, I Was Forcibly Loved by the Tyrant #What? The Empress is Actually Me? #Hey! The Script Never Said Anything About This! #I Thought My Wife Was Playing Games With Me? He Actually Lost His Memory? A dramatic, cowardly, beautiful shou who only wants to survive vs. an extremely possessive and insecure emperor gong. 1v1, mutual chastity, Ancient ABO, many original settings, fictional dynasty, a fluffy and sweet story.

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