In the 40th year of the Da Ao Dynasty, in January, the fourth prince, Jiang Huaijin, failed in his attempt to assassinate the previous emperor. He died by poison in his palace chamber in early February. His mother, the Imperial Concubine Fan, drowned herself in a lake in May.
In the 41st year, in October, the third prince, Jiang Huaiyu, was recommended by the ministers to ascend to the throne.
In the 42nd year, in March, the new emperor issued an edict for the Swift Wind Corps to officially oppose the Tai Gong Nation.
In the 43rd year, in July, the Swift Wind Corps recaptured the first city.
In the 45th year, in May, the Swift Wind Corps reclaimed all the cities that Da Ao had lost.
In the 45th year, in July, the Swift Wind Corps launched an attack on the Tai Gong Nation.
In the 47th year, in October, the main general of the Swift Wind Corps led a million troops and finally annihilated the Tai Gong Nation.
Deep into the night, carrying the letter he had just received, Wang Chang, with a full-grown beard, passed through numerous checkpoints and hurried into the main tent. Upon entering, he saw a man looking at the map of the entire Da Ao territory at the desk.
Hearing the noise from outside, the man at the desk lifted his gaze. In the flickering candlelight, a handsome and resolute face emerged, as if a treasured jade revealed through dust.
“General, I just heard from Chen Jun and the others that you have received a decree from the imperial city, saying that you are to return to the court tomorrow with minimal baggage.”
The man looked away from the map and hummed softly, his voice low and husky, sounding exceptionally pleasant in the night.
Listening to the response, Wang Chang, as if recalling something, said with clenched teeth and fierce eyes, “It was that old man who sent a decree back then, ordering the lord to travel without much baggage, claiming it was to avoid alarming the common people, but he never expected… You must not follow the lord’s past mistake and fall for his scheme. You cannot return to the imperial city!”
Staring at the imperial city’s marked on the map, he said, “I must return.”
“But…”
“No need to say more, I must return.”
He had waited for a full nine years; how could he possibly wait any longer? At this moment, he wished he could fly back to the imperial city immediately, back to the deep walls of the imperial palace.
But this time…
The man’s handsome profile was illuminated by the candlelight, his upper lip curving imperceptibly as he said, “I want to return to the court with these million brave warriors.”
By then, I want the whole world to become your strongest and most steadfast support.
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Wang Chang was stunned by these words, stuttering for a moment before confirming, “All… all of them?”
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“Let’s go back… and show that young emperor what the real Swift Wind Corps is, let him see what true shock is. If he dares to play tricks, we, the Swift Wind Corps, will be ready for a change of dynasty!”
Watching Wang Chang’s excited face from a distance, the man couldn’t help but laugh softly to himself.
His gaze shifted to the jade pendant lying quietly in his palm. The red string of the jade pendant had been worn out due to his constant, unconscious caressing, and the originally sharp edges of the jade had become smooth over time.
Looking at the jade pendant, his mind uncontrollably drifted to the image of a man in white standing under a wutong tree, looking at him as he left.
Noble and ethereal, as if a deity.
Placing the jade pendant gently in front of his chest, he softly gazed with his deep eyes, turning countless deep emotions into a tender call.
“Master…”
…
Just awakened from a dream, Gu Weizhou caught sight of something bright yellow through his eyelids, and in the next second, a familiar voice came from above his head.
“Awake?”
[When did he come?]
[While you were sleeping.]
[Did I snore, drool, or talk in my sleep?]
[…No.]
He sighed in relief, [Another day of putting on airs.]
[…Be careful not to overdo it and get struck by lightning.]
Jiang Huaiyu saw the person on the bed getting up and performing a salute, “This Guilty Minister greets Your Majesty.”
“Rise, I’ve said it many times, you need not salute me.” Saying so, Jiang Huaiyu reached out to help him up.
“This Guilty Minister dares not.” As Gu Weizhou got up, he avoided the hand extended to help him.
Seeing the person’s evasive action, Jiang Huaiyu’s eyes dimmed, “After all these years, you still blame me for that incident.”
Seemingly recalling something, Gu Weizhou’s face showed a momentary fluctuation, but it quickly disappeared.
With restrained eyes, he softly said, “This Guilty Minister dares not.”
Hearing this repeated phrase, Jiang Huaiyu felt an indescribable loss. Over the years, this phrase was what he heard the most.
This Guilty Minister dares not.
Dares not? What does Su Qingli not dare to do? He dares to refuse even him; what is it that Su Qingli truly fears?
Some say that what one cannot have is always the most desirable, and to Jiang Huaiyu, Su Qingli is precisely that unreachable desire.
Thus, he watched him every day, quietly observing to the point where he found his own obsession ludicrous. He wanted him, and all it would take was a word from him. Yet why for so many years, he still couldn’t have him?
At that birthday banquet, his solitary figure as he performed “Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix” in the center of the hall, was like a poison deeply etched in his eyes, and to the bottom of his heart.
Many times, he laughed at Jiang Huaijin for being foolish, always exposing his weaknesses for enemies to see clearly. But wasn’t that exactly Jiang Huaijin’s cleverness?
Openly loving, pursuing, letting the whole world know, and entering the eyes of this person.
And this person, so intelligent, how could he not know the real cause of Jiang Huaijin’s death? Therefore, out of guilt for the deceased Jiang Huaijin, he has refused him for so many years.
Jiang Huaiyu thought he would never lose to Jiang Huaijin again, but in the end, he was utterly defeated by this person.
Faced with the repeated rejections, and thinking of Jiang Jingyue, who is coming with a mighty army, Jiang Huaiyu, who was almost suffocated from pressure after ascending the throne, couldn’t hold back the long-suppressed darkness in his heart. Suddenly, he grabbed the person’s wrist and forcefully pressed him onto the bed.
“Your Majesty…!”
Seeing the person’s suddenly terrified expression, Jiang Huaiyu leaned down to caress the delicate neck, as his voice slightly darkened, “Why do you keep refusing me for him, over and over again? He’s been dead for so many years, haven’t I done more for you than he did?”
The hot breath and whispering on the sensitive neck made Gu Weizhou’s rigid body shiver uncontrollably, wanting to push the person on top of him away but he was unable to exert any strength due to being restrained.
Looking at the person’s flushed face due to anger, Jiang Huaiyu chuckled lightly and took their earlobe into his mouth, and in the next second, Gu Weizhu’s entire body stiffened.
Feeling the stiffness of the person beneath him, the man’s eyes darkened as he held the adorable thing in his mouth, whispering enticingly into the person’s sensitive ear,
“…Qingli, agree to me, please agree to me. I will bring the best of everything from the vast Da Ao to you, just if you agree…”
Extending his tongue to ambiguously lick the person’s beautiful side face, he repeated.
“Agree to me…”
I agree to you, a hundred times, with both hands and feet, I agree!
Yet, Gu Weizhou’s actual response was, “I-In…Your dream!”
After speaking, his breathing became slightly hurried.
[F*ck! What is this feeling, when did he drug me, how did he drug me!]
[While you were sleeping, he lit some incense.]
[Why didn’t you tell me!]
[Would you have refused if I had told you?]
[No, I would have taken a shower.]
[…]
Gently caressing the increasingly beautiful face, Jiang Huaiyu said, “Heh… you’re always like this, knowing I don’t want to hurt you, knowing I can’t bear to harm you in the slightest, yet you take advantage of my favor, time and again to refuse me, but…”
Moving closer to the person whose face was flushed, looking into those clear, cold eyes now covered by a haze, he leaned down towards those tempting lips and said in a deep, husky voice, “I’ve run out of patience.”
Even if it means using force, I must have you before he returns.
Whether he remembers or forgets.
I must have you first.
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Mom, pick me up, I’m scared 😰
(Oh gosh no Jiang Huaiyu, wtf are you going to do.)
brother chill he aint evn the main ml here wdym ‘i would’ve showered’☠️
Lol. Gu weizhou would have prepared himself for papapa no matter if they’re the ml or not, as long as they have 6 packs and is fit. (σ≧▽≦)σ
Thank you for the update!!! I’m depraved enough for this! 😅
God damn.. he’s insane…ml come fast before your baby cabbage is eaten!!
Thanks for the chapter!!🥰