Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 66

Chapter 66: Climbing Through the Window Again

Chu Yi lay on the bed Sheng Qianheng had slept in in the side room and, in a moment, fell into a deep sleep again.

When he woke up again, he turned over and saw Chu Mingzhao squatting by the bed. He slowly reached out to caress her cheek and asked, “Why are you squatting here?”

Chu Mingzhao grinned and said, “Royal Uncle, is that person really your husband?”

Chu Yi had just woken up, his thoughts a little hazy. He was stunned for a long time before asking, “Who told our Zhao’er this?”

Chu Mingzhao said, “Sheng Qianheng told me. He said he is Royal Uncle’s Qianyuan, Royal Uncle’s husband.”

Chu Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. He looked around the room but didn’t see Sheng Qianheng. He then asked Chu Mingzhao, “Then where is he?”

Chu Mingzhao stood up, then ran to the desk, took the note Sheng Qianheng had written in advance, and handed it to Chu Yi.

Chu Yi took the paper and looked at it carefully.

A-Yi, I know you don’t want to see me, so I can only say a few words to you like this.

I, Sheng Qianheng, have only you in my heart in this lifetime. From beginning to end, you are you, always Chu Yi, and the one I love is also you.

If you still want to take that pill, I can’t persuade you otherwise. But if you stop taking it and need me, just let me know. I’m always here.

Chu Mingzhao could only make out the general meaning of these characters. She stood on her tiptoes and looked at Chu Yi. “Royal Uncle, what did he write? There are some characters that Zhao’er doesn’t understand.”

Chu Yi didn’t know if Sheng Qianheng was playing a trick on him, retreating to advance, or if he had really left his residence.

He asked Chu Mingzhao, “Zhao’er, where is Sheng Qianheng? Do you know where he went?”

Chu Mingzhao shook her head slightly. Sheng Qianheng had told her that he had angered her Royal Uncle and still needed to ask for his forgiveness.

She tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, and then asked Chu Yi, “Royal Uncle, what should I call Sheng Qianheng? Royal Aunt… but he’s a man.”

Chu Yi couldn’t help but laugh. He pinched Chu Mingzhao’s cheek and said, “How do you know his name? Did he tell you?”

Chu Mingzhao nodded. “He told me to call him by his name! He said he’s not a beggar, but Royal Uncle’s husband!”

Chu Yi got off the bed. Seeing that there was really no trace of Sheng Qianheng in the room, he took Chu Mingzhao’s hand and walked to the front yard.

Although Chu Yi had already memorized the layout of this residence, he still pretended to be lost and took Chu Mingzhao on a tour of almost the entire residence.

He couldn’t find any trace of Sheng Qianheng. Could Sheng Qianheng have really left the residence? Was his illness cured?

Although Chu Mingzhao was young, she could naturally sense that Chu Yi’s mood was a little low. She asked, “Royal Uncle, are you missing Royal Aunt?”

Chu Yi coughed and then denied it.

Although Sheng Qianheng was unwilling to leave the residence, he thought carefully about Lianfang’s words and found that they made a lot of sense.

Chu Yi was resistant to him, perhaps because he had amnesia and thought that the one he loved was not him. In that case, he would just have to prove it to Chu Yi!

He immediately ordered Suifeng to buy the residence next to Chu Yi’s and moved in.

In the middle of the night, he lay on the wall outside Chu Yi’s bedchamber. After seeing the candles in Chu Yi’s room extinguished, he waited for nearly another hour before climbing over the wall and into the residence.

He opened the window with light steps, trying his best not to make a sound as he climbed in.

Sheng Qianheng stood still for a long time, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the room, before he walked to Chu Yi’s bed with light steps.

But there was no one there.

He hadn’t even had time to turn around when a dagger was pressed against his neck.

Chu Yi had woken up as soon as someone pushed open the window. He had immediately taken the dagger hidden under his pillow.

He stood by the bed, waiting for the person who had entered to make a move. When he pressed the dagger against the person’s neck, Chu Yi finally asked, “Who are you?”

Sheng Qianheng wanted to turn around, but the sharp dagger pressed a few inches closer. He could only reply, “A-Yi, it’s me!”

Only then did Chu Yi move his hand away, then crossed his arms and asked, “Since you wrote a letter saying you left, why did you climb through the window again?”

Sheng Qianheng looked at Chu Yi in the faint moonlight. He was only wearing an inner robe. The curve of his belly was already impossible to ignore.

Chu Yi noticed Sheng Qianheng’s gaze and quickly turned around. After draping a cloak over himself, he finally lit the candle by the bed.

Sheng Qianheng saw that Chu Yi seemed to be a little shy but didn’t know why.

When Chu Yi turned around, he almost bumped into Sheng Qianheng’s embrace. He wanted to take a step back.

Seeing that the sparks were about to light Chu Yi’s clothes, Sheng Qianheng immediately reached out to wrap an arm around his waist. The back of his hand was scalded by the sparks, and he couldn’t help but hiss.

Chu Yi only felt that the distance between him and Sheng Qianheng was almost nonexistent. His gaze fell on Sheng Qianheng’s Adam’s apple, and his breath hitched unconsciously.

He wanted to push Sheng Qianheng away but heard him whisper by his ear, “Don’t move. The candle is behind you. Your clothes were almost lit just now.”

Only then did Chu Yi realize that the candle was behind him. He pushed Sheng Qianheng’s chest and said, “Then let me go first!”

Sheng Qianheng withdrew his hand. Seeing Chu Yi immediately dodge him, he felt a little dejected. But the moment he turned to follow Chu Yi’s steps, he immediately composed himself.

Chu Yi supported his waist and sat back on the bed. “What are you trying to do by climbing through the window into my bedchamber?”

Sheng Qianheng hid the scalded hand behind his back and slowly squatted in front of Chu Yi. “These two months, I’ve had no appetite for tea or food. I just want to see you. I can’t sleep without you…”

Chu Yi wrapped the cloak around himself, trying to cover his round belly. “Why, am I some kind of panacea? You can only sleep if you hold me?”

Sheng Qianheng nodded. “Brother A-Yi, even if you don’t believe me, I still have to say that only by sleeping in the same bed with you can my headaches be relieved!”

Chu Yi turned his head and let out a soft laugh. He naturally didn’t believe such a clumsy lie.

“So you came to climb into my bed while I was asleep?”

“Yes. I had originally intended to sneak into your bedchamber and hold you to sleep, and then quietly leave before you woke up tomorrow.” Sheng Qianheng pinched the pad of Chu Yi’s thumb, his gaze naturally falling on his abdomen. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch it. “But A-Yi was so alert and I was still discovered…”

Chu Yi gripped the cloak tightly with one hand, thinking that if he really allowed Sheng Qianheng to get on the bed, his clothes would probably be taken off sooner or later…

“Sheng Qianheng, you should climb out the window again.”

Sheng Qianheng stood up slightly, his hands on either side of Chu Yi, trapping him between his arms and the bed. He looked straight into Chu Yi’s eyes and asked, “Did you read the letter I left today?”

Chu Yi nodded.

Sheng Qianheng continued, “Then why are you still keeping me at arm’s length?”

The two of them looked at each other, gazing at each other in the faint light of the single candle by the bed.

Chu Yi tried to move back to keep his distance from Sheng Qianheng, but Sheng Qianheng seemed to have noticed his small movement and took the opportunity to get on the bed.

He raised a hand to cup the back of Chu Yi’s neck, leaving him no room to retreat.

The moment Sheng Qianheng drew near, Chu Yi felt the incense on him rush into his nasal cavity. Although it was not the scent of xìnxiāng, it also seemed to have an aphrodisiac effect, making Chu Yi’s body temperature suddenly rise…

His Adam’s apple bobbed. He tried his best to speak without letting Sheng Qianheng notice anything strange. “So you’re determined to sleep here today?”

Sheng Qianheng licked his lips slightly and whispered, “Brother, I will absolutely not do anything improper. I’ll just hold you and sleep!”

Chu Yi couldn’t dodge Sheng Qianheng, nor did he have the strength to argue with him. He could only relent and make something up. “My older brother will be here tomorrow. You should leave early then!”

Sheng Qianheng immediately stood up, wanting to take off Chu Yi’s cloak, but seeing his awkwardness, he could only take two steps back.

Chu Yi said, “Turn around!”

Sheng Qianheng obediently turned around.

Chu Yi quickly took off his cloak and got on the bed, lying on the inner side with his back to Sheng Qianheng.

He heard the sound of Sheng Qianheng slowly undressing and only felt as if there were a wolf behind him. He raised his hands to cover his ears to stop his imagination from running wild.

But when he felt the bed sink slightly, his body unconsciously stiffened.

Sheng Qianheng lay flat on the bed and said in a low, soft voice, “A-Yi, I won’t force you to do anything anymore. You can sleep peacefully…”

The hall was quiet, with only their breathing intertwined, like a faint breeze in the quiet night. Chu Yi raised a hand to his chest, trying to calm his chaotic heartbeat. But the thought of Sheng Qianheng lying behind him made his heart pound like a drum, and he could no longer calm down.

Sheng Qianheng listened to Chu Yi’s gradually steadying breathing. Only after confirming that he was already asleep did he gently turn him over and pull him into his embrace.

The moment Chu Yi’s pregnant belly pressed against his own waist and abdomen, he only felt a sting in his eyes. He and Chu Yi’s child was already so big. He held Chu Yi tightly, as if he had regained a precious treasure and was unwilling to let go again.

The next day, at the chén hour, Chu Yi woke up. He only felt very stuffy, and his inner robe clung to his body uncomfortably.

He tried to turn over but was restrained by something. He looked up and saw Sheng Qianheng’s bare, fair chest. For a moment, he was dazed.

Chu Yi hadn’t had such a peaceful sleep in a long time. He reached out and gave Sheng Qianheng a push but was unexpectedly caught in an interlocking grip.

Sheng Qianheng had been watching Chu Yi for a long time last night. He had only slept for four hours and was really tired. He murmured, “Brother, let’s sleep a little longer~”

Ever since he had gotten pregnant, Chu Yi had developed the habit of having his morning meal on time. Now, the little one in his belly was protesting. He gently soothed it with his palm.

“Sheng Qianheng, get up!”

Sheng Qianheng was naturally unwilling to let go of Chu Yi. He pulled him a little closer into his embrace. “Don’t make a fuss! Sleep with me a little longer!”

Chu Yi only felt his pregnant belly pressed against Sheng Qianheng’s body, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The little one must be hungry. It turned over in Chu Yi’s belly. Sheng Qianheng seemed to feel a faint throb from Chu Yi’s belly.

He immediately looked up, sat up, and looked at Chu Yi’s abdomen. Just as he was about to reach out and touch it, Chu Yi had already dodged.

Sheng Qianheng asked, “It… it… your belly moved!?”

Chu Yi sighed. “This is fetal movement.”

Sheng Qianheng’s gaze seemed to be glued to Chu Yi’s abdomen. “Does it hurt?”

Chu Yi shook his head. “No, it’s very, very light.”

He raised a hand to cover his abdomen, pushed Sheng Qianheng, and tried to distract him. “I’m hungry.”

Only then did Sheng Qianheng look at Chu Yi and stammer, “Alright! It’s time for the morning meal! I… you… call for Lianfang!”

Chu Yi slowly stood up, and Sheng Qianheng helped him change.

During the morning meal, Sheng Qianheng was still immersed in the fetal movement. Only at that moment did he have a real sense of the child in Chu Yi’s belly.

That was the child that connected Chu Yi and his bloodline!

Chu Rui stood before Sheng Qianheng’s hall, originally intending to talk to him. But Sheng Qianheng was nowhere to be seen.

His right eyelid wouldn’t stop twitching. He always felt that Sheng Qianheng had probably already found his younger brother.

He immediately stood up and left the palace.

But when he stood before the gate of Chu Yi’s residence, there was already a person standing at the main gate.

He ordered a maid to go and ask.

Jiang Xinrui turned to look at Chu Rui and bowed. “Greetings, King.”

Chu Rui asked, “You are…?”

Jiang Xinrui: “I am an old friend of Chu Yi.”

Chu Rui frowned, sizing up the person before him. His younger brother had never mentioned that he had any old acquaintances.

He ordered someone to go into the residence to announce him and chatted with Jiang Xinrui at the door.

Chu Yi and Sheng Qianheng had just finished their meal when Lianfang came forward to report, “Your Highness, the King is here. He said that an old friend of yours has come to visit.”

Sheng Qianheng asked, “Is it a man or a woman?”

Lianfang replied, “According to the report, it is a man.”

Chu Yi was about to get up but was held by the wrist by Sheng Qianheng. He looked back at Sheng Qianheng and said, “Sheng Qianheng, you should climb over the wall and leave my residence.”

Chu Rui had, at some point, led Jiang Xinrui into the residence…

From a distance, Chu Rui saw that there seemed to be another person sitting beside Chu Yi in the dining hall. But they were very far away, and he couldn’t see clearly.

But he had a faint feeling that it should be Sheng Qianheng.

He called out, “Yi’er?”

Chu Yi and Sheng Qianheng both looked at Chu Rui and Jiang Xinrui.

In an instant, the four of them’s gazes met…