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Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 17


Chapter 17: Bullying You

When Sheng Qianheng entered, Jiang Xinrui was standing right beside Chu Yi. From his angle, it looked as if there was no space between the two of them.

The moment Chu Yi sensed Sheng Qianheng’s presence, he gently pushed Jiang Xinrui away with his fan and said softly, “There is no need to be so close to take a pulse. This Palace does not like the scent on you…”

After hearing Sheng Qianheng cough a few times, he shifted his gaze to him and smiled charmingly. “Your Majesty is here? Why was there no announcement? This concubine was not prepared.”

Sheng Qianheng’s gaze fell on the young physician as he slowly walked to Chu Yi’s side. “Are you feeling unwell?”

Chu Yi deliberately slowed his pace as he stood up, then wrapped his arms around Sheng Qianheng’s waist. “It’s nothing serious. It’s just that I’ve been feeling flustered recently. I was just having Imperial Physician Xu prescribe something to calm my nerves.”

Sheng Qianheng nodded. He looked at Jiang Xinrui and spoke coldly, “What were you trying to do just now?”

Chu Yi pouted and mumbled in a low voice, “Just now, Imperial Physician Xu was writing a prescription, so I wanted that young physician to take another look at me. What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”

Sheng Qianheng carefully tried to discern the xìnxiāng on the young physician. He seemed to be a Zhongyong. He must have been overthinking things…

He caressed Chu Yi’s cheek. “It’s nothing. You’ve been feeling flustered these past few days?”

Chu Yi nodded.

Imperial Physician Xu chimed in, “Her Ladyship is in good health, and her pulse is steady. The flustered feeling is likely caused by restless sleep and overthinking. This subject has already prescribed a calming medicine. Her Ladyship will feel much better after taking it.”

Sheng Qianheng stared at the color in Chu Yi’s cheeks, which were much rosier than a few days ago. As for the flustered feeling, he guessed it was because, after a Qianyuan and a Kunze had formed a mark, he, as the Qianyuan, was not by Chu Yi’s side.

Seeing that Imperial Physician Xu had packed his medicine box and was about to leave, Sheng Qianheng took the opportunity to walk him out. In a corner where Chu Yi couldn’t hear, he asked in a low voice, “Is he…?”

Imperial Physician Xu shook his head. “Her Ladyship does not have a pregnancy pulse. Perhaps it is still too early to detect. Also, Her Ladyship’s flustered feeling is due to the long separation from Your Majesty…”

Sheng Qianheng understood.

Imperial Physician Xu: “This subject has something to say, but I am unsure if it is appropriate…”

Sheng Qianheng: “Speak.”

“According to this subject’s speculation, Her Ladyship is undoubtedly the former Prince Regent, Chu Yi.” Imperial Physician Xu stroked his beard to hide his nervousness. “This subject believes that one who intended to rebel should be eliminated, root and stem, and not be left alive…”

Sheng Qianheng stopped in his tracks and stared coldly at Imperial Physician Xu. “Imperial Physician Xu has one year left before he can retire to his hometown, right? If anything goes wrong during this period, you won’t be able to return home in glory. Does Old Xu understand my meaning?”

Imperial Physician Xu smiled faintly. “This old subject’s eyes are dim, and I have mistaken someone. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me. Consort Hui is in good health. This subject will now return to the Imperial Hospital to prepare the prescription and decoct the medicine…”

Sheng Qianheng raised a hand and squeezed Imperial Physician Xu’s shoulder. “It has to be Old Xu. You truly understand Zhen’s heart.”

Imperial Physician Xu felt a chill run down his back and quickly left with the young physician.

Jiang Xinrui followed behind them with his head bowed, vaguely hearing the words about executing Chu Yi. He secretly resolved that he must get Chu Yi out of here!

Chu Yi sat alone in the hall, secretly relieved that Sheng Qianheng had almost discovered Jiang Xinrui’s presence.

He had thought that Sheng Qianheng had left with Imperial Physician Xu, but he never expected him to return to the hall just a moment later.

He looked at Sheng Qianheng’s dark face, which seemed to be in low spirits. He reached out and pinched the tyrant’s hand. “A-Heng, who has displeased you?”

Sheng Qianheng shook his head. “Imperial Physician Xu just told me that as an emperor, I should not be soft-hearted. In all matters, I must eliminate the problem, root and stem, including you!”

Chu Yi’s right eyelid had been twitching a lot recently. Could it be a sign of impending disaster?

But on second thought, apart from having to submit to Sheng Qianheng, there was nothing else that could take his life.

He never thought Sheng Qianheng would say such things to him. He must not take others’ words to heart!

“A-Heng, in the past, when I was the Prince Regent, I offended many people. Those people hate me to the core. It’s only natural that they want to get rid of me… But you can’t… be like those people… We are already a married couple. If you want to kill me, I have no complaints…”

Chu Yi took Sheng Qianheng’s hand and pressed it to his chest, continuing, “But this place will hurt as if a thousand blades are piercing my heart…”

Sheng Qianheng had never had any intention of killing Chu Yi. He just couldn’t help but test Chu Yi’s feelings for him, to see if he would leave him, abandon him…

“That is not my intention. If anyone mentions this matter again, they will be killed without mercy. A sovereign does not jest. A-Yi, you can rest assured.”

Only then did Chu Yi breathe a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and rested it on Sheng Qianheng’s chest, vaguely hearing his heartbeat. “A-Heng, I want to go out of the palace for a walk…”

Sheng Qianheng: “Is it because there is nothing to do here in Jingyang Palace?”

Chu Yi: “Mm, there’s nothing to do, so I can only think of you all day.”

Sheng Qianheng: “After the envoys from the various countries have finished their audience, I’ll take you out of the palace for a few days of fun, okay?”

Chu Yi had never thought that Sheng Qianheng would agree. He wrapped his arms around his waist, stood on his tiptoes slightly, and kissed Sheng Qianheng’s lips.

It was originally just a light kiss, but Sheng Qianheng took the opportunity.

Sheng Qianheng pinched Chu Yi’s waist with both hands and, with a slight bounce, held him steadily in his arms.

Chu Yi felt his lips and teeth being easily pried open by Sheng Qianheng, with a force that could not be resisted. Every inch of his tongue was savored, and saliva trickled from the corners of his mouth…

It wasn’t until Sheng Qianheng carried Chu Yi toward the bed that Chu Yi came to his senses and pushed against his shoulder. “A-Heng, I haven’t fully recovered yet…”

Sheng Qianheng bit lightly on the flesh of Chu Yi’s cheek. “I know. I didn’t intend to bully you. Or do you want me to do something to you?”

He just couldn’t resist his own Kunze’s initiative, but he was still concerned about Chu Yi’s body.

Chu Yi was rendered speechless by Sheng Qianheng’s words. He reached up and grabbed Sheng Qianheng’s ear, saying fiercely, “You bully me like this all the time. Have you fed the respect for your elders that I taught you as a child to the dogs!”

“How could that be…” Sheng Qianheng gently placed Chu Yi on the bed. “Times are different now. In the past, you were the older brother who taught me to read and write. Today, you are my only wife…”

Chu Yi secretly scoffed. Only wife? How could an emperor have only one consort? Sooner or later, Sheng Qianheng would have to take others into this harem!

“I am not the Empress, so I cannot bear the title of ‘wife’. Chu Yi is just the only consort in this harem at the moment, nothing more.”

Since ancient times, emperors had three thousand beauties in their harems and countless imperial heirs. But in Sheng Qianheng’s eyes, what was the use of having many heirs? Weren’t they just fighting to the death for the throne? In the end, didn’t the throne fall into the hands of an abandoned child from the Cold Palace like him?

His harem would only have Chu Yi. And an imperial heir would only count if it was born by Chu Yi for him.

If Chu Yi was unwilling, he wouldn’t force him. They could just adopt one.

He raised a hand and took a lock of Chu Yi’s black hair, saying softly, “You are also the only one in my harem. Trust me.”

Chu Yi had only unintentionally met Sheng Qianheng’s gaze, but his determined eyes actually made him want to believe him.

But according to the original book, Sheng Qianheng had countless consorts, but seemed to have no children?

He wanted to believe Sheng Qianheng, but a man’s words were a deceiving ghost. Even if it was sincere now, the moment he saw a beauty, that sincerity would shift…

He pretended to be moved. “A-Heng, since you said it, I’ll believe you.”

After Sheng Qianheng used his xìnxiāng to soothe Chu Yi to sleep for a nap, he summoned a secret guard and ordered, “Go and investigate the identity of that young physician beside Imperial Physician Xu.”

The secret guard: “Yes, Master.”


A few days later, the envoys from various countries came to the Da Mo court to pay tribute. Chu Yi had originally not wanted to show his face.

If he showed his face, wouldn’t it expose that Consort Hui was the Prince Regent, Chu Yi? Sheng Qianheng wasn’t afraid of the ministers submitting memorials of remonstrance, but he was afraid he would have to spend some effort to coax Sheng Qianheng, who would be angered by the officials!

But Sheng Qianheng had pestered him in every possible way. It was only after being tormented to the point of a headache that Chu Yi had to agree.

In less than half an hour, the envoys from the various countries would all enter the palace for an audience. Chu Yi was leisurely changing into the clothes that had just been completed.

Ruotao was helping him change, smiling. “His Majesty truly dotes on Your Ladyship. This court attire was made according to the specifications for an Empress. I wonder what His Majesty will do if there is a newcomer in the future…”

Chu Yi looked down at the clothes on his body. These are Empress specifications? But I’m only a consort. Was there a mistake?

“Ruotao, don’t say such things in the future. If others hear it, it will seem as if this Palace is coveting the position of Empress.”

Ruotao: “Yes, this servant understands.”

When Sheng Qianheng came in, Chu Yi had just finished changing. Ruotao was helping him tie his jade pendant. Sheng Qianheng directly took the jade pendant from Ruotao’s hand and leaned down slightly to tie it for Chu Yi.

Perhaps because Chu Yi already knew of Ruotao’s desire to climb the ladder, he had a clear view of their fingertips brushing when Sheng Qianheng took the jade pendant from her hand. The blush that spread across Ruotao’s cheeks when she lowered her head did not escape his eyes.

After Chu Yi had Sheng Qianheng dismiss everyone, he wrapped his arms around his neck, pecked lightly on his thin lips, and said coyly, “A-Heng, what would you do if a palace maid tried to climb into your dragon bed one day?”

“She would naturally be sent to the Laundry Service Bureau,” Sheng Qianheng said, licking his lips to savor the taste. But on second thought, Chu Yi didn’t seem like someone who would complain to him about such things. He pressed, “What, is there such a palace maid by your side?”

Chu Yi shook his head slightly. “No, Ruotao takes very good care of me. She’s very meticulous. It’s just that I miss my personal maid and page from my former residence.”

Sheng Qianheng instantly understood the meaning behind Chu Yi’s words and called for the head eunuch outside. “Bring the personal maid and page who used to serve Her Ladyship in the Chu residence. As for Ruotao, just send her directly to the Laundry Service Bureau.”

After wiping away a tear, Chu Yi looked up at Sheng Qianheng’s displeased face. He reached out and rubbed his earlobe. “Your Majesty need not make such a fuss… It makes this subject seem narrow-minded…”

Sheng Qianheng caressed the back of Chu Yi’s neck, comforting him. “I take everything concerning you to heart. Since Ruotao does not please you, it’s best to send her away. During the audience with the envoys later, you will sit in the seat next to me, okay?”

Chu Yi nodded happily. He had easily gotten rid of the informant by his side. What reason was there not to agree to Sheng Qianheng’s request?

“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”


The envoys from the various countries had their audience one by one. The envoy from Dongying, dressed in an exquisite kimono, was followed by a woman. After the two of them paid their respects, the envoy spoke, “I have long heard of Emperor Liwen’s name. The tribute this subject has brought this time includes one item that Emperor Liwen will surely love.”

With that, the woman behind the Dongying envoy took a step forward. At a glance, her eyes and the bridge of her nose bore a striking resemblance to Chu Yi…

The envoy continued, “The Dongying Kingdom wishes to form a marriage alliance with Your Majesty. This woman has been selected by our country as someone who is extremely fertile!”


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
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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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