Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 33

Chapter 33: Enfeoffment of Consort Wan

Imperial Censor Lu Wenhan immediately prostrated himself and kowtowed. “This humble subject pays his respects to Your Majesty. This little eunuch is an old acquaintance of this subject. I saw him just a few days ago…”

Chu Yi felt the scent from the Imperial Censor wash over him. In an instant, a strong wave of discomfort rushed to his head, making him feel nauseous, and he bent over to retch.

Hearing Sheng Qianheng’s words, he slowly turned around and was immediately pulled into his embrace. It was only after smelling the faint scent of Zhuǎnrìlián that he felt much better.

Sheng Qianheng glanced at Lu Wenhan, then raised a hand to rub the back of Chu Yi’s head. Seeing his pale face, he couldn’t help but worry. He immediately asked in a soft voice, “How are you? Are you still uncomfortable?”

Imperial Censor Lu Wenhan was dumbfounded to see Sheng Qianheng being so intimate with the little eunuch, standing there foolishly…

Had he offended His Majesty’s man? Lu Wenhan felt a cold sweat break out…

Chu Yi pressed himself against Sheng Qianheng’s chest. After a long while, he managed to utter two words, “I’m fine.”

“I’ll have Imperial Physician Xu take a look at you later.” After comforting Chu Yi, Sheng Qianheng looked up at Lu Wenhan and smiled faintly. “Did my beloved Minister Lu just say that he is acquainted with Zhen’s beloved consort?”

Lu Wenhan gave a couple of awkward laughs, trying to figure out why he had run into this little eunuch in the Flower-Filled Pavilion. Could there be something more to it?

“Your Majesty must have misheard… How could this humble subject be acquainted with Her Ladyship…”

Chu Yi looked up into Sheng Qianheng’s eyes and whispered in his ear, “That time in the Flower-Filled Pavilion… he tried to take liberties with me…”

Sheng Qianheng raised an eyebrow, his eyes fixed on Lu Wenhan. He let out a cold laugh. “My beloved Minister Lu, do you know that you have frightened Zhen’s beloved consort?”

Lu Wenhan kowtowed heavily to Chu Yi, his voice trembling unconsciously. “This humble subject has offended Her Ladyship. This humble subject’s crime deserves ten thousand deaths… I beg Your Ladyship for your magnanimity!”

Chu Yi pretended to dry heave a few more times, panting heavily. “Your Majesty, since Lord Lu does not know this concubine, what should be done?”

Sheng Qianheng came up with a plan. He raised a hand to lift Chu Yi’s chin and smiled. “It was Zhen’s negligence. I have yet to announce your identity to everyone. My beloved Minister Lu, this is Zhen’s Consort Wan. Due to the rush, we have not yet had time to hold the enfeoffment ceremony.”

Chu Yi’s eyes widened in an instant. He looked at Sheng Qianheng in disbelief, his red lips slightly parted, silently mouthing the question, “Are you kidding me? I’m Consort Hui!”

Lu Wenhan immediately changed his tune. “This humble subject pays his respects to Consort Wan. I hope Consort Wan will be magnanimous and not hold this humble subject’s transgression against me.”

“You may rise…” The corners of Chu Yi’s lips were slightly stiff. He looked up at Sheng Qianheng, trying to discern a clue from his deep eyes, and said softly, “This concubine has heard that Lord Lu seems to have many wives and concubines. What a blessing… Your residence must be very wealthy.”

Lu Wenhan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeve and stammered, “Although this humble subject has concubines, it is not as the rumors say… Your Ladyship must have heard some gossip.”

Chu Yi gently pinched Sheng Qianheng’s waist, smiled faintly, and said softly, “Your Majesty, this concubine is tired… My good mood for today has been ruined…”

Sheng Qianheng picked Chu Yi up again and warned Lu Wenhan, “As an Imperial Censor, you should lead by example. Zhen grants you a few days of leave to reflect on your mistakes.”

Lu Wenhan kowtowed again and said loudly, “This humble subject respectfully sees Your Majesty and Consort Wan off…”

Chu Yi rested limply in Sheng Qianheng’s arms. It wasn’t until Lu Wenhan had disappeared from his sight that he raised a hand to beat Sheng Qianheng’s chest, saying angrily, “What Consort Wan? Huh? I’m Consort Hui!”

Sheng Qianheng gently tossed Chu Yi up, causing the hands that had been loosely wrapped around him to tighten. He laughed and said, “You are Consort Hui, and you are also Consort Wan.”

Chu Yi opened his mouth and bit down on Sheng Qianheng’s neck, leaving a clear bite mark before he was satisfied. “I am Chu Yi! I am the Consort Hui you personally enfeoffed. I am not Consort Wan… Are you trying to play some kind of ‘Wanwan Leiqing’ drama?”

Sheng Qianheng patted Chu Yi’s buttock, feeling the slight wetness on his neck. His Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously. “Did he touch you that day in the Flower-Filled Pavilion?”

Chu Yi immediately stopped all his playful antics, feigned a yawn, and rested his head on Sheng Qianheng’s shoulder, pretending to be asleep.

Sheng Qianheng shook his head slightly and sighed, unable to help but wonder who was the older one. It was as if he and Chu Yi had switched roles.

He looked down at Chu Yi’s still pale face and couldn’t help but worry. He instructed the new little eunuch beside him, “Go and ask Imperial Physician Xu to wait in Yangxin Hall.”

All the way, he tried to steady his steps, holding Chu Yi’s gradually slipping head firmly against the crook of his neck.

When Chu Yi woke up, he vaguely heard Sheng Qianheng talking with Imperial Physician Xu, and seemed to hear the word “confidential.”

When Sheng Qianheng turned around, he saw that Chu Yi was already up. He immediately sat on the bed and caressed his cheek. “You’re awake?”

“Mm… awake.” Chu Yi unconsciously rubbed against Sheng Qianheng’s palm, his eyes squinted. He mumbled, “How did I fall asleep…?”

Sheng Qianheng looked at Chu Yi, who had just woken up, his face flushed, and felt a deep joy in his heart. He leaned down and tasted the flesh of his cheek. “Didn’t our A-Yi pretend to be asleep? You actually fell asleep… I’m afraid you’re going to sleep like a little pig~”

Chu Yi covered his cheek, stared at Sheng Qianheng in shock, and retorted, “You bit me!”

Sheng Qianheng cupped Chu Yi’s face with both hands and kissed his lips.

Breathing became ragged.
Wetness spread.

His eyes gradually lost focus. Chu Yi tried to push Sheng Qianheng’s shoulder several times before he could gasp for air. “Don’t kiss me anymore. They’re numb~”

Sheng Qianheng didn’t know when the respect he had for Chu Yi as an older brother had quietly changed. Now, he could no longer tolerate anyone else touching Chu Yi in the slightest.

Chu Yi could only belong to him, and no one was allowed to touch him.

If you asked him if he loved Chu Yi?
He didn’t know what love was…
He had never tasted the feeling of being loved either…
What he could give Chu Yi was that no one could hurt him except for him.

He caressed Chu Yi’s cheek, wishing that time would freeze at this moment, leaving only the two of them together.

Chu Yi remembered the matter of the scent on Lu Wenhan and asked, “Sheng Qianheng, when I ran into Lu Wenhan, the scent on him made me feel sick…”

“I know. Your face was pale at that time.” Sheng Qianheng nodded. “It must be that you don’t like the incense on Lu Wenhan. He always wears a different incense from others. I don’t like it either.”

Chu Yi: “Oh, so that’s how it is!”

Seeing that Chu Yi’s thoughts were clear now, Sheng Qianheng couldn’t help but continue to ask, “What exactly happened between you and that Lu Wenhan in the Flower-Filled Pavilion that day? Hmm? Tell me.”

Chu Yi turned his head to the side, quickly thinking of how to answer without angering Sheng Qianheng…

“He took liberties with me! He even said that if I spent a night with him, I could get a thousand gold! He’s an Imperial Censor. How could he have so much salary! Lu Wenhan’s finances are suspicious. We need to investigate!”

Sheng Qianheng raised an eyebrow, having to admire Chu Yi’s ability to evade the main point.

“Why can’t you stay in this harem? Do you still want to be the Prince Regent? Besides, what did I ask you? And what did you answer?”

Chu Yi pouted, lowered his head, and said with a wronged expression, “Wasn’t it enough that you bathed me that day? Didn’t you check for yourself? I don’t even want to talk about you…”

Sheng Qianheng took the opportunity to recall the absurd events of that night…

He had been consumed by anger that day and couldn’t stand the scent of another Qianyuan on Chu Yi. He had indeed been too rough. It was his fault!

“Cough, I apologize to you. I will restrain myself in the future…”

Chu Yi found it strange. When had Sheng Qianheng become so easy to talk to?

That was the tyrant from the book…
He wasn’t going to hold his three or five escape attempts against him?

“Then you should behave yourself these few days. I’m very tired, and my body still needs time to recover!”

Sheng Qianheng immediately nodded. He stood up, took the imperial edict from the desk, and handed it to Chu Yi. “This is the edict for the enfeoffment of Consort Wan. Take a look.”

Chu Yi stared at every word on the imperial edict. He recognized them all, but when put together, he couldn’t understand the meaning.

Consort Wan? Chu Yi? Huh? Who…

“What’s the meaning of this? Wasn’t Consort Wan just to scare Lu Wenhan? You’re really going to enfeoff her?”

Sheng Qianheng raised an eyebrow. “Of course. I am the emperor. Once I’ve spoken, I can’t take it back. Since I’ve already told Lu Wenhan that you are Consort Wan, then the edict must exist.”

Hearing the imperial edict, the corner of Chu Yi’s lip twitched. He found it absurd. “So who is Chu Yi? Me?”

Sheng Qianheng nodded. “Consort Hui is you, and Consort Wan is also you.”

Chu Yi shook his head repeatedly. “No! I’m not! I still want to be Consort Hui!”

Sheng Qianheng pinched Chu Yi’s chin and asked, “I was thinking of letting you go out of the palace to investigate Lu Wenhan after Consort Wan’s enfeoffment ceremony. Since you’re not willing, then we’ll have to forget it…”

Chu Yi quickly caught the words “out of the palace” and blurted out, “I’m willing to be Consort Wan!”

Sheng Qianheng bit the other side of Chu Yi’s cheek and laughed. “You’re really my good Yi’er!”

Hearing this nickname, Chu Yi sat on the bed in a daze, his expression wooden.

He hadn’t heard the name “Yi’er” in a long time. Only his parents knew this pet name and used it so affectionately when they called him in private.

The moment Sheng Qianheng said it, his eyes stung.

Sheng Qianheng didn’t know what he had done wrong. He held Chu Yi and coaxed him for a long time before his soft sobs stopped.

The news that Sheng Qianheng had taken another consort and enfeoffed Consort Wan quickly spread to the ears of the court officials. The old officials were all overjoyed, thinking that the day His Majesty would accept the selection of consorts was just around the corner.

Chu Yi sat in Jingyang Palace but couldn’t smile.

He sighed heavily, his gaze falling on the wedding attire held in Lianfang’s hands. He raised a hand to his forehead in frustration and asked, “Whose wedding attire is this?”

Lianfang’s face couldn’t hide her smile. She replied, “This is Consort Wan’s wedding attire. His Majesty has ordered Your Ladyship to try it on to see if it fits.”

“It fits, it all fits!” Chu Yi pushed the tray away, out of sight, out of mind. He said coldly, “Tell him it all fits! Don’t wave these things in front of my eyes again!”

Chu Yi really couldn’t understand Sheng Qianheng’s strange taste. Why was the “Wanwan Leiqing” drama happening to him?

Lianfang placed the wedding attire to the side, leaned close to Chu Yi’s ear, and whispered, “Your Ladyship, the day after tomorrow is Consort Wan’s enfeoffment ceremony. His Majesty wants you to prepare well…”

Chu Yi closed his eyes, unwilling to face all this. “Does he mean we’re getting married again? And having another wedding night?”

Lianfang nodded eagerly, like a garlic pestle, her face unable to hide her smile. She, who rarely smiled, actually laughed out loud.

Translator’s Notes

1. Wanwan Leiqing: This is a famous line from the historical drama Empresses in the Palace. The emperor, missing his deceased first love, Empress Chunyuan, takes a new consort, Zhen Huan, because she resembles her. He calls her “Wanwan,” a pet name for Chunyuan. The full line is “Wanwan leiqing, chu que Wanwan, qi yu jie shi leiqing,” which means “(Because you) resemble Wanwan, except for Wanwan, everyone else is just a substitute.” Chu Yi is using this to express his frustration at being given a new title and identity, feeling like he’s being treated as a substitute for someone else or that Sheng Qianheng is playing a game with him.

2. Yi’er : A pet name for Chu Yi. The “-er” suffix is a diminutive, often used by elders for children or between very close people, conveying affection and intimacy.