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Forcibly Snatched by the Tyrant After Transmigrating into a Book 81p2


Chapter 81 Part 2

Chu Yi took a deep breath to relieve the pain in his abdomen, only feeling a surge of anger.

The fire was already at his eyebrows! And he still had the leisure to sit here and sip tea!

He raised his hand and slapped Sheng Qianheng hard across the face. Tears, like pearls from a broken string, rolled down his face, and he couldn’t help but sob.

All the maids and servants in the hall immediately knelt, not daring to make a sound.

Sheng Qianheng, on the other hand, said, “All of you, withdraw for Zhen!”

He covered his red and swollen cheek, his lips pressed together. He looked at Chu Yi’s tear-streaked face but had no trace of anger, only a look of heartache. “What’s wrong? Why are you here? Don’t cry, okay? My heart is being squeezed when you cry. Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. The imperial physician said that you can’t be so emotional at this time.”

Chu Yi smelled the xìnxiāng on Sheng Qianheng, and the frustration in his heart grew even stronger. He had been worried sick in the Qianlin royal palace every day, while Sheng Qianheng was so at ease and carefree here!

Hearing Chu Yi’s incessant crying, Sheng Qianheng quickly picked him up and strode toward the rear hall.

By the time Chu Yi was gently placed on the bed, his emotions had gradually calmed down, but he still glared at Sheng Qianheng, not saying a word.

Sheng Qianheng squatted in front of him, rubbed Chu Yi’s hand, and asked in a soft voice, “A-Yi, are you willing to talk to me?”

Chu Yi turned his face away and said coldly, “I received the news that you were trapped in the city and couldn’t close my eyes all night!”

Sheng Qianheng had only been thinking of not letting the news leak, but he had never expected Chu Yi to be like this. He was filled with guilt and begged for Chu Yi’s forgiveness in a soft voice, “I had a foolproof plan. I just didn’t inform anyone… A-Yi, it’s my fault for making you worry for nothing!”

Chu Yi raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears, broke free from Sheng Qianheng’s hand, and said, “You are the emperor. You have your decisions. It has nothing to do with me. It was I who was being nosy!”

He had been up all night. Chu Yi was at his limit now.

He leaned against the edge of the bed, covered his abdomen, and whispered, “Sheng Qianheng, I often wonder if you really care about me.”

Sheng Qianheng sensed that Chu Yi’s xìnxiāng was extremely weak and immediately soothed him.

He had thought that everything he had done was flawless, but there were always oversights…

“A-Yi, I’m sorry! I’m always so arrogant and conceited, failing your years of teaching.”

Chu Yi raised a hand and grabbed Sheng Qianheng’s hand, pressing it to his own abdomen. “Rub it for me.”

Sheng Qianheng immediately stood up and sat on the bed, letting Chu Yi lean against his embrace, and carefully rubbed his abdomen for him.

“A-Yi, you haven’t even finished your confinement. How can you rush around like this? And how did you get into the city?”

“How can you expect me to sit still in the Qianlin royal palace? If I do nothing, am I just to wait for the news of your death? Could it be that you want me to raise Shun’er alone?” The more Chu Yi spoke, the more indignant he became. Tears, like pearls from a broken string, fell uncontrollably.

Every time Chu Yi cried, Sheng Qianheng didn’t know what to do.

But every time, it was his own doing…

He cupped Chu Yi’s face, looked into his eyes, and said, “A-Yi, I didn’t do it well. You can hit me or scold me, but I have absolutely no intention of not caring about you and your son. You are my only family in this world…”

Chu Yi wrapped his arms around Chu Yi’s neck and vented all his emotions from this one day.

Sheng Qianheng held Chu Yi’s waist tightly and buried himself in his shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, hugging each other in silence.

Chu Yi didn’t know how long he had cried. He only felt that his eyelids were very swollen. He wanted to dodge Sheng Qianheng’s gaze but was cupped by his face again.

“Let go of me. I’m not over my anger yet!”

Sheng Qianheng sealed Chu Yi’s lips, gently licking and grinding.

By the time Chu Yi’s thoughts grew more and more hazy, he had effortlessly absorbed all his flavor.

Their lips and tongues met. The desire from their days of separation was aroused at this moment.

Chu Yi panted, lightly beating Sheng Qianheng’s shoulder.

Only then did Sheng Qianheng press his forehead against Chu Yi’s and ask in a soft voice, “A-Yi, I know you’re still not over your anger, but do you know how worried I was that you would get hurt when you were standing in front of me just now?”

Chu Yi wiped the water stains from the corner of his lips with the pad of his thumb and muttered, “Sheng Qianheng, don’t you be so unreasonable with me!”

Sheng Qianheng knew that Chu Yi was really angry with him this time. It seemed he would have to coax him a little more!

Chu Yi knew that this was not the time for him and Sheng Qianheng to be angry. Since he already knew that Sheng Qianheng was safe, the most important thing now was how to defeat Lu Wenhan.

But the battle was tight now. Even if the group of men he had sent out had temporarily burned Lu Wenhan’s granary, it had already been an hour. He thought that the fire should have been put out. If he wanted to break through again, he would have to think of another way.

Chu Yi and Sheng Qianheng discussed for a long time.

The group of men he had sent out came to report that they had annihilated several thousand of Lu Wenhan’s men.

The soldiers guarding the city gate came to report that Lu Wenhan had already retreated several zhang away.

He thought that Suifeng should be lurking among Lu Wenhan’s troops. He hoped that he could take Lu Wenhan’s head in one fell swoop.


Chu Yi had been rushing all the way and was very tired. Sheng Qianheng held him and lay down, wanting to lull him to sleep.

He never thought that Liu Deshan, with no sense of timing at all, would enter the hall to report, “Your Majesty, Daying Li has given birth!”

Chu Yi was about to fall asleep. He suddenly heard Liu Deshan’s words and was instantly much more awake.

He looked up at Sheng Qianheng, pinched his waist with one hand, and said with a cold smile, “Our Your Majesty has many children and many blessings. Another son has been added!”

Sheng Qianheng didn’t dare to speak. He immediately had Liu Deshan withdraw. He pinched Chu Yi’s hand and said, “Shun’er is my only child. What Daying Li has to do with me is nothing!”

Chu Yi closed his eyes and ignored Sheng Qianheng, saying coldly, “But this child was born in the palace. The moment he was born, he was recorded in the imperial register. He is a legitimate prince.”

Sheng Qianheng was sweating. He had just finished coaxing him, and now this Liu Deshan was here to add to the trouble!

He propped himself up and kissed the back of Chu Yi’s neck. “A-Yi, Shun’er will be the crown prince in the future. He’s not comparable to some stray cat or dog. Besides, in a few days, I’ll go and have a blood test with that child. It will surely have no connection with me!”

Chu Yi sighed, turned over, and had his back to Sheng Qianheng. “Then how will you deal with Ruotao and her child? Aren’t you afraid of losing the imperial family’s face?”

Sheng Qianheng shook his head. He had never cared about such empty things as face. He only cared about Chu Yi.

“If I had cared about those things, the world’s curses for my patricide and fratricide would have drowned me long ago. A woman who has nothing to do with me, why should I care? If our A-Yi also doesn’t care, then it’s even better.”

Chu Yi pushed Sheng Qianheng with his backhand to keep his distance. “Don’t you be so close to me!”

Sheng Qianheng leaned closer, his voice already much hoarser. “It’s not my fault. I haven’t had carnal activities in a long time. But with my beloved in my arms, how can I not have a reaction? If I’m indifferent, won’t A-Yi have to question whether I can bring you pleasure in the future?”

Chu Yi was too lazy to argue with Sheng Qianheng. He closed his eyes and whispered, “I don’t know when I can go back to Qianlin. Will Shun’er cry…”

Sheng Qianheng: “Shun’er has always been well-behaved. Older brother will surely take good care of him.”

Chu Yi: “Who is your older brother?”

Sheng Qianheng: “Chu Rui!”

Chu Yi: “Why don’t I see you call him that usually?”

Sheng Qianheng: “He doesn’t like to hear it!”

Chu Yi: “I’m sleepy. Hold me and let me sleep for a while~”


Suifeng had secretly killed Lu Wenhan’s military strategist, then disguised himself as him and lurked by Lu Wenhan’s side.

He secretly passed on all of Lu Wenhan’s troop deployment plans to Sheng Qianheng.

In the middle of the night, he pretended to be drinking tea with Lu Wenhan and discussing a way to break the deadlock, but in reality, he had already put a drug in the tea.

He stared at the teacup in Lu Wenhan’s hand. Seeing him drink it without any defense, he pretended to continue the discussion.

Half an hour later, he withdrew and left Lu Wenhan’s tent.

He estimated the time when the drug would take effect. When the time was right, he sneaked into Lu Wenhan’s tent again.

Seeing him already lying on the bed, Suifeng slowly stepped forward and reached out to check his breathing. Only after confirming that he was unconscious did he tie him up with the rope he had prepared in advance.

He took a candlestick from the side, lit the chain in the tent, and after confirming that Lu Wenhan had no chance of escape even if he woke up, he left.

He pretended to be a passing soldier and shouted, “Fire! The general’s tent is on fire! Hurry and put it out!”

The soldiers who had been resting immediately found various utensils and poured water to put out the fire.

Suifeng took advantage of the chaos, hid in an empty place, and quickly fired a signal flare.


Sheng Qianheng ordered the military general to lead his men out of the city to ambush. Upon receiving Suifeng’s signal, he immediately sent out his troops.

Chu Yi and Sheng Qianheng stood on the city wall, using a telescope to watch the battle.

He saw a group of men coming from the direction of Qianlin. Could it be that his older brother had sent reinforcements?

In about two hours, Lu Wenhan’s men were either dead or had surrendered, much easier than he had imagined.

A soldier came up to the city gate to report, “Your Majesty, Lu Wenhan is dead. It’s just that Suifeng was injured and was taken away by the King of Qianlin…”


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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