TN Note: Quick glossary of names for your convenience
Song Song: Main character,
Song Ge: MC’s half brother who he hates
Song Shi (Ah-Shi, affectionate nickname): MC’s other asshole half brother
Song Guogong: MC’s father
Li Xiao: Main love; Mad King by popular nickname but officially Ping Wang, which translates to King of Peace (also Chang Ji is used by close family member)]
Song Song felt himself being kicked.
Strange. Song Song thought. He had been floating around as a ghost all these years. When his child was stolen, he tried passing through the body of his enemy countless times. The thought of strangling the other grew stronger each time, yet in the end, he was still unable to physically grasp his enemy’s neck. His consciousness had already dissipated, so why does it suddenly feel like he had a body?
Just as he finished thinking this, his hair was suddenly grabbed. A malevolent face came into view, stunning him for a moment.
“Stop pretending to be dead.” The man threatened: “The Mad King has already entered our estate. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for the Song family. All the hard work of creating the holy medicine isn’t completed just because you ate it. Tonight, you must serve him well. If you try to slack off, I’ll peel your skin.”
Song Song continued to look at him, but still had trouble reacting.
“Ah-Shi.” Right at this moment, a warm voice suddenly sounded: “Quickly release our elder brother.”
The boy named Ah-Shi immediately let go and tossed Song Song away by the hair. This body was too weak. Even casually thrown, Song song felt dizzy and blurred vision. He blinked, saw a lock of long hair drop in front of him. It was broken off by the boy because of excess strength.
He heard Song Shi’s contemptuous voice by his ears. “Just a wild seed of a lowly business girl, is still worthy of being called elder brother by us? Brother, you are too kind.”
Song Ge shook his head helplessly, walked slowly to Song Song and crouched, holding his thin shoulders gently to help him up: “Ah-shi is mischievous. Elder brother, don’t be bothered by him okay?”
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Song Song often thought, if Song Ge’s entire life was written on paper, it would be just five words: “A thousand years of calamity.”
Song Song once thought that the entire Song family was terrible except Song Ge. He only discovered later that Song Ge was the real evil. He quietly controlled the Song family to humiliate him while self proclaiming to protect him. In reality, every time after Song Song was protected, his situation became even worse.
He remembered all of this very clearly. Today… After his body was painfully altered, he was given as a gift to the Mad King by the Song family.
The real name of the Mad King was Li Xiao, privately Chang Ji. His official title was Ping Wang, King of Peace, but the name of the Mad King was more well known, which he himself approved.
Li Xiao was a talented genius since he was a child. The Emperor had high hopes for him and praised him personally: ‘His literary skills can settle the country. His strength can pacify the factions, the world will be in my son’s palm.’ It is also because of this praise that Li Xiao’s life resulted in tragedy. At the age of eleven, he was fed a strange poison, and lived crazily 5 whole years. Although he was cleaned of the poison later, his mental state continued to remain unstable. Because of his unparalleled martial strength, when he lost control, no one could stop him, leading to countless murders.
Originally such a person would be avoided like the plague, but after detoxification, Li Xiao was sent to the battlefield and led wars one versus one hundred. To the enemy, he was pure death god personified. Although his mental state was sometimes good, sometimes bad. When good, he’s still able to strategize and scheme. Therefore, he quickly took command of the army and continued to maintain power in the court.
As the Emperor’s health continued to decline, the court quickly split into two factions, one to support the crown prince, one to support the mad king. While the crown prince’s supporters are firm, they have no real power. But the mad king is called the mad king not only because of his episodes. Even when his mood is stable, there seemed to be a hint of insanity that seeped into his bones. People say in private, once the Emperor dies, the crown prince will be helpless like a rabbit to a mad wolf. Unable to obtain support from the senior court officials and acknowledgement from the Emperor, the mad king will seize control illegitimately. It’s uncertain what the mad king himself thought about this rumor.
In such a big political scene, there are countless people like the Song family supporting both sides. The Song family already sent beautiful women to crown prince, but the crazy king did not like women, that’s why Song Song became the tool to curry favor.
The Song family believed if Song Song, who had taken the holy medicine, could give birth to a child, he would become irreplaceable to the mad king. However, this was only a possibility. The side effects of the holy medicine were unknown so they didn’t want to risk their other children to test it. The pitifully weak bastard child Song Song was the best choice.
Especially since…if Song Song were successful, they can just let the more outstanding Song Ge take the child and replace Song Song’s position. If Song Song were unsuccessful and died… it wouldn’t be much of a loss.
“Elder Brother?” Because Song Song didn’t answer for a long time, a flash of impatience passed through Song Ge’s eyes. Song Song finally returned from his thoughts. He looked at this man in front of him, who in the previous life, stole his appearance and his child, and used his name to successfully become the male empress of the ascended mad king.
Song Song suddenly felt a dagger in his sleeves. He absent mindedly remembered, this dagger was something he prepared to use to suicide back then. Later, he was dissuaded by Song Ge. Grateful and feeling like at least he still had one person, Song Ge, who cared about him in the world, he decided to continue living.
He held on to the dagger and finally smiled slowly: “I would never.”
His smile was soft and gentle, filled with his usual obedience, but to Song Ge, it felt different from usual. He was thinking about what was different when he heard Song Song state: “How can I be bothered to argue with a dead man?”
There was surprise in his eyes when he saw Song Song’s expression lacking the usual dependence and fear. No time to respond, the Song Shi behind him already exploded: “What nonsense are you babbling about? You don’t want your life, right?”
Glaring, he rushed over to pick up Song Song’s collar and to punch him in the stomach: “You little…”
Unexpectedly, still kneeling in front of them, Song Ge watched Song Song’s dagger stab into Song Shi’s chest and panicked, losing his voice, “Song Song! Are you crazy?”
He caught the fallen Song Shi and yelled, “Help, help! Someone get the doctor!”
His shouts quickly attracted a group of people, and Madam Song almost fainted as soon as she entered the door, crying out a sharp voice: “What’s going on?!”
Song Shi was carried away by his subordinates, one finger still pointing accusingly at Song Song. He couldn’t speak and his throat was filled with blood.
Madam Song screamed suddenly and rushed over to fight Song Song. Song Song didn’t try to avoid it. He knew how weak his body normally was due to long-term malnutrition; he was even weaker now due to the recent physical changes. He couldn’t even fight against the woman in front of him, but he also knew that Song Ge wouldn’t let himself die.
Sure enough, Song Ge pushed Madam Song away and blocked in front of Song Song, shouting “Mother! The mad king is in the living room right now. We already agreed to let him stay for the night. If we send him a dead thing, how are we supposed to explain it to him ?! ”
Madam Song’s expression was resentful, “Then send over someone else.”
“In order to show sincerity, father already expressed that he will send one of his own blood.” Song Ge stepped forward, his eyes shining: “Which son do you want to send to the mad king to use for pleasure?”
Madam Song lips trembled. She was jealous by nature. Ever since her husband married her, she allowed no one else to enter the door. The concubines who couldn’t be pushed away all had to obediently drink a concoction to prevent pregnancy. She herself worked hard and gave birth to seven children, lest her husband’s attention was taken away by others. Of her husband’s children… Only Song Song can be wasted.
But thinking of the son that was just carried out, she couldn’t help but be filled with hatred. Song Ge took a step forward, reached out and supported her body, speaking softly, “Ah-shi will be fine …”
“What if he loses his life?” Mrs. Song’s tears burst out instantly and her body trembled slightly. Song Ge held her hand and helped her out the door, saying: “No matter what kind of condition Ah-shi ends up in, this son will make him pay blood for blood… Just leave him tonight. After tonight, I will give him to mother to punish first thing. We cannot afford the cost of angering the mad king right now. ”
Madam Song covered her face and wept. Song Ge tried to persuade her again, “Hurry and go see Ah-Shi , he must be in pain.”
Madam Song hurried away. Song Ge turned around to look at Song Song, slowly said: “Why do you do that? Are you crazy?”
Song Song rubbed his eyes, smiled sleepily and said, “I’m tired.”
Originally, he was targeted by Song Shi because he wanted to secretly run away. In the previous life, he was drugged and thrown directly on the mad king’s bed. Song Ge even explained graciously that this way, it wouldn’t hurt him too much. But now it was no longer the same as before. Song Song no longer planned to run. He climbed directly into bed and laid in this luxurious room that he normally wouldn’t be allowed in— Nowadays, he slept in the storage room where there wasn’t even a wooden plank to lay on. He was only able to sleep in a soft bed and receive love from his father back when his mother was still alive.
Lying in bed, Song Song couldn’t actually fall asleep. He knew that when the mad king leaves tomorrow, his situation would be more miserable than in the previous life. But whatever. Worse comes to worst, he’ll take a few down with him before he dies.
He will never give Song Ge the chance to use his flesh and blood to gain benefits again.
But this was only the worst outcome. Of course, if the mad king were willing to take him away, it would be the best.
He remembered in the previous life. When that person had his outbursts, if someone called out his name, that person would immediately calm down… but Song Song wasn’t completely certain, if the person that woke that person was really him or Song Ge who took his name at that time.
Just what kind of meaning was his existence to that person?
Although his spirit is not tired, his body is really exhausted. The pain of being physically changed in previous life is still deeply ingrained in his memory. Song Song soon began to feel groggy.
Unknown amount of time passed, he heard the voice of Song Guogong from outside: “This lowly official will no longer disturb your highness then. Please excuse me.”
Song Song immediately woke up.
While he’d seen Li Xiao many times while following Song Ge around as a ghost. In reality, the only contact they had was just one night. Just thinking about those hands that were sometimes gentle and sometimes harsh made his scalp tingle.
He pulled on the quilt, closed his eyes and held his breath, thinking what he could do to please him.
The door of the room was pushed open and closed. Song Song heard the steady footsteps of the other party, getting closer and closer …
He came near, but stopped at the bedside, motionless.
Song Song squeezed the quilt in his hand and turned his face suddenly, lifting the covers of his blankets silently to meet the gaze of that man head on.
Like in the previous life, the man looked down at him quietly. Song Song, however, was no longer scared stiff and shaking like before. He slowly got up and kneeled on the bed, lowering his slender neck and properly greeted, “Your Highness.”
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Yayy!!!
Let’s go, SongSong!!
Take your hubby back!!! 😤😤😤
Thanks for the chapter! So the big bro is one of these people who pretends to be nice while manipulating others, like his brother, to cause maximum damage.
You had me at Mad King 😄
I miss this novel. Thank you for your hard work!
Relendoo essa obra prima♥️♥️🛐🛐🦋🤧🤧 infelizmente nunca cheguei a terminar de ler/encontrar completo e agr tem:3
i dont usually like to read historical novels, but i do love a ml pampering the mc! ♡♡
Absolute truth…..+1
Once more jumping into this novel. Fellow readers, welcome to a lovely story.
I want some face slapping
What a pity, he couldn’t aim for the throat 😔 but oh well, I hope a new opportunity appears hehehehe
Hehehe i like him
He just stabbed and goes to sleep 😂😂