The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine is an OCh14 - Secret Text

Mu Zhan followed through on his promise and read the contents of the script, one word at a time. His voice was low, slightly rough, and it was pleasant to the ears, but it was practically a life-sucking talisman at the moment.

It was not necessary to read at all, Wen Mingyu clearly recalls what he had witnessed. Written with great clarity, was the story of Mu Zhan’s past. xIENkB

Mu Zhan was the seventh prince, and his biological mother, Shu Fei, was formerly favored and basked in good graces. The people in the imperial harem were envious of her. However, after she became pregnant, the Emperor began to favor the newly drafted beauties to the palace. Overnight, she plummeted from the clouds. Shu Fei couldn’t endure it, therefore she requested the emperor’s presence in the guise of bodily discomfort due to her pregnancy. It was helpful at first, but after two or three times with the same excuse, the Emperor became irritated and gave up on her.

Shu Fei later even raised her hand on the seventh prince. Of course, when the prince became ill, the Emperor would come to see him. Seeing Shu Fei with a wan face, the Emperor cannot help but love her all over again and took pity on her, so he remained the night to pacify her.

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Although the first time was by accident, Shu Fei felt the taste of sweetness. She began to purposefully make the seventh prince ill, and she became increasingly reckless, forcing him to soak in cold water in wintertime and “accidentally’ breaking his leg… The Emperor, over and over again, returned several times.

Nevertheless, the paper was incapable of encasing fire. JSfisO

Shu Fei was once on the verge of killing Mu Zhan. When the Emperor learned about it, she was sentenced to to be put in the cold palace for attempting to murder the Emperor’s heir.

Mu Zhan, the seventh prince, was arranged to be raised under Gui Fei, but the imperial concubine already had a prince, raising a kid of a rival with all her love was obviously impossible. As a result, Mu Zhan has two parents, yet he lives like an orphan, with a sullen and somber demeanor, who refuses to converse with anyone. He was like a shadow lurking in the dark, who can be trampled on at will.

But no one anticipated that when the imperial princes fought for the throne, Mu Zhan, head broken and battered, was the last one who sat in the highest position. He committed patricide and mercilessly murdered his siblings, then ruthlessly swept away all the hurdles aside; no one was able to stop him.

He traveled to the cold palace on the eve before his ascension to the throne, and put his mother, Shu Fei, to sleep.

The contents of the script were as follows, it brought to light Shu Fei’s insanity and maltreatment of his son in one stroke. Mu Zhan brutally massacred his relatives and bathed the palace in blood occupied the entire page in full detail, and so vivid it was as if he was personally present at the scene. He saw the struggles and twisted distortion between the words, the bleak images beyond comparison in this human world, and smelling the rich red odor that bubbled up in the ink, causing nausea and the want to vomit.

Mu Zhan laid down the script; his voice was mild, but it was like the lull before the storm, with dreadful threats awaiting in every corner.

“What do you think now that you’ve listened?”

Wen Mingyu pressed his lips together, wanting to say: don’t look at me. I’m trying my best to keep it together, but I’m almost about to puke.   rT1DuR

“Committing patricide, murdering your siblings, and putting your birth mother to sleep; those who oppose this one will be slain, leaving no one behind. Do you think I did the right thing?”

Wen Mingyu: “…….”

It appears to me that every response is incorrect, and there are landmines everywhere; may I opt to abstain?

Mu Zhan’s eyes were evil and he kept his eyes on him, “Why don’t you say something?” eRyPtX

Wen Mingyu’s tail twitched, itchy to the extent where he couldn’t help but wriggle his buttocks, dryly saying, “I don’t know…”

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Mu Zhan carefully lifted the hair that had fallen in front of his eyebrow with his outstretched hand. Wen Mingyu shivered as his fingertips were as frigid as snow cubes. Mu Zhan asked, his voice heavy, “Are you terrified of this one now?”

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It may appear that he enjoys an honorable life with unmatched dignity as a member of the Imperial family, yet he must compete for power against his brothers. Because in the eyes of others, his existence was a hindrance. Mu Zhan, as a prince, may be even more miserable than being an orphan. He lacked both a father and a mother, whereas Mu Zhan had both yet his father disregarded him while his mother beat him nearly to death. Such parents are better off without. YkBxJ4

Regrettably, some of this sentiment exists too little, Wen Mingyu was acutely aware of his current circumstances. Mu Zhan was in command of his small existence, he could die at any moment. How miserable Mu Zhan is, he’s clearly even more pitiful!

Wen Mingyu used self-hypnosis feverishly, told himself to settle down first, make no attempt to shake his voice, and be truthful and stand on the same side as Mu Zhan.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

With moist, dazzling eyes, he raised his head and stared straight at Mu Zhan. He mendaciously, with a partly of truth said, “I’m not terrified of Your Majesty, it was them who injured Your Majesty first. If it had been me, I’m afraid I would have done the same thing. I’m simply crestfallen that I have not known Your Majesty sooner, so that I could have accompanied you and helped you in those times.”

“…… really?” Mu Zhan asked, a shadow of a smile on his face as he stretched out to touch the crown of his hair, like he was petting a puppy. xBo0F8

“You’re so gullible and easy to fool. Everything that was written on it, you believe it all? This one’s alone, how can I kill so many people. The crown prince killed the father emperor, the fourth and sixth prince born from the same parent injured each other. It was convenient, so I then executed the crown prince and the old eight by hand. Oh yes, that’s right, in addition, there were a few princesses that respectively stood in different parties, each mutually stabbed and poisoned, which spared this one a lot of trouble. The most intriguing aspect that remains, is still this one’s good mother.”

His soft laugh was filled with ridicule, like he was seemingly aware that it was comically laughable.

“This one wanted to personally end it with his own hands, but when I went there, I discovered she had hung herself, leaving only a posthumous letter for this one, claiming that she had hysteria and was insane to injure her own child. She eventually came to her senses, regretted it, and was unable to face what she had committed, so she chose to end her own life.”

“Do tell, isn’t it hilarious?” 1rHNIg

Mu Zhan’s manner of speaking was cold, as if he were only recounting someone else’s tale, yet his pale complexion and dismal, self-loathing eyes revealed that he was very concerned about this topic.

Wen Mingyu intended to pay close attention, and also consider how to cope with his hair being smoothed down, but Mu Zhan talked as soon as he finished his speech, so why did he need to touch his head? ! It’s fine during normal times, but he’s now too frightened as he works very hard to put his ears away. Although the spot where his rabbit ears are on the crown of his head were too itchy ah…

He finally couldn’t take it any longer, he pressed and rubbed against Mu Zhan’s hand, succumbing to his instincts.

Mu Zhan then felt the fine, silky hair gliding over his skin, causing a feeling like being scratched by a fluffy, tiny paw. 5adPzy

Speechless, he couldn’t help but get paralyzed.

Wen Mingyu lifted his head and carefully gazed at him, as if he was a little milk cat who had made a mistake, discreetly watching in order to avoid being disciplined by the master. Looking up with a tiny face and eyes glazed, with a delicate meow, it acted coquettishly.

For a brief while, Mu Zhan fell into an unusual trance. In an absent-mindness state, he rubbed Wen Mingyu’s hair with exert force numerous times, nearly putting the rua little rabbit into a bald rabbit.

Wen Mingyu felt a cold chill down his spine, sensing the danger. Mu Zhan seemed enraged at him. He swiftly changed back to his supportive attitude once again, and even with a moment of rushing, his sentences were riddled with holes. bY394Z

The best approach to console individuals is to use one’s own situation as an instance and emphasize that they have also gone through something similar before, rather than spitting promises that everything will be fine. Even further than that, the other side will believe that they are not alone in this, and afterwards, their feelings will slowly come out.

As a response, Wen Mingyu laid out his repressed personal troubles to the surface, “People who provide love, will also receive love in return; those who first give respect, people will always regard them with appreciation. Relatives may be linked with blood, yet if all they provide is suffering, such family loves should not be welcome. I don’t have a father and mother, so everyday, I have to work hard to make ends meet. I often can’t afford to be hungry, and I’m not getting through it slowly…”

Wen Mingyu, in the midst of his talking, seemed to have realized something. His voice came to a standstill, and his whole being hardened into stone. He chastised himself mentally for being intellectually foolish and desperately beseeched that Mu Zhan was deaf.

The person in his prayers, Mu Zhan, was unfortunately not deaf and could hear just fine. HzsaZ

“No parents? As far as this one knows, your birth mother passed away, but Hou Guangyang is still living well, and not just long ago, you and your legal mother just reunited.”

Wen Mingyu would like to conduct a performance of being executed on the spot.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Mu Zhan smiled in an ambiguous way, “Do you want them to no longer exist? This one will kindly bestow you the favor.”

The tyrant’s suggestion was not a jest; the murderous intent was certainly genuine, and Wen Mingyu feared that if he nodded, Mu Zhan would actually issued a decree for the death of Hou Guangyang’s family the next instant. t8P9Je

Wen Mingyu shook his head in haste and quickly found an excuse to say, “I used to have a horrible time in Hou Guangyang’s house, but wouldn’t it be not worth it if they just died without striking a blow? Your Majesty has already administered justice, it’s better to let them endure the hardship of life. Living all their life as nobles, they definitely can’t accept the fact that they turned into one of the common people.”

Mu Zhan made a brief pause, then revealed a somewhat look of relief, “Not yet too naive, good. This one originally thought that you lacked disposition and a shortage of cunningness, and can only be bullied everyday.”

Wen Mingyu, “……”

Was this labelling him as a moron? Mr. Gong always compliments him for his intelligence, okay? GBpwmR

The Dog Emperor was blind and has no foresight at all.

Furthermore, picking on him, really? Who else is browbeating him besides the emperor? !

Wen Mingyu however can only criticize in his heart, he still has to be a producer of rainbow farts on the surface. He curled his lips and grinned charmingly like an arrogant, haughty cat being dote upon, “Isn’t Your Majesty here? Who dares to intimidate me?”

Mu Zhan lifted his eyebrows slightly, but didn’t retort his reasoning. In fact, he seemed to feel that it was sensible. It appears that he inadvertently drew people into his own territory. 7zbCGO

Wen Mingyu used the opportunity of this moment to advance and display his devotion,  “It was said that a compassion of a dewdrop is returned by a fountain of spring. Your Majesty has been so gracious to me, and I’m extremely thankful for it. Blood isn’t the only thread that binds family together. Sometimes, I think that non-family members are better than blood relations.”

He was furiously implying that he wished to become one of the people in Mu Zhan’s side.

Mu Zhan was caught off guard, “Didn’t you hear about those rumors? This one even murdered his kindred. It’s heinous and heartless. And you are not worried that I will kill you?”

Wen Mingyu was a fool who proceeded without doubt, like a moth who persisted in touching the flame; seeking one’s own end. ljPxGb

Mu Zhan’s subtle gaze lingered on him for a little while before smiling, “The road that you choose, don’t regret it. Once you provoke this one, this one will kill you.”

The voice radiated a nice smile on it, but the tone was laced with terrible threat and hostility.

Wen Mingyu quickly captured the main key point. It seems that the Dog Emperor had no intention of killing him, and he would not be put to death, provided he continued to nurture his goodwill, brush some rainbow farts, and be keen in his surroundings, he wouldn’t be killed.

The route he followed was heading in the right direction. Vh8uIU

Wen Mingyu felt as though he was playing a challenging, difficult game; the task of dealing with the main BOSS, who have a reputation for being tough to defeat, was relatively hard to do. Only he unwillingly found means to go through with a finger-guessing move and only by hair’s breadth did he manage to complete the level with a sense of achievement, and in his heart, he secretly applauded himself.

Wen Mingyu relaxed once he realized he was safe, only to discover that he was too scared just now, and his legs have become flaccid.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

He couldn’t help but falter and fall forward as soon as he stood up.

At this very moment, a slender, yet powerful arm wrapped around his waist and steadied him. Sa2mrL

Mu Zhan’s low voice sounded above the crown of his head, “Your physique is so frail that you can barely walk.”

Wen Mingyu was embarrassed enough to hide his face behind his hands. Dog Emperor, it’s totally not your fault when you are extremely powerful that I’m terrified to pee, okay!

“You will go to the martial arts arena tomorrow, and this one will personally teach you.”

Wen Mingyu: “… ! ! !” zrQqlP

Teach? What exactly are you trying to teach? He had a terrifying foreboding all of a sudden!

Tyrant: And at last I see the ligh-

Rabbit: I can’t anymore, I’m going to puke.

Tyrant: … Rn1UGx

I had exams yesterday, earlier and later, too. I might announce a (totally I’m serious, no farts) break after this chapter. Thank you for reading!

Note: The chapter title, 秘辛 mì xīn, refers to extremely confidential and private matters; behind-the-scenes story; details known only to insiders. I’m not familiar with the English word for xīn (I’m actually not familiar with everything laughs) but Secret Text is a safe move for me. XD Thank you for reading!