After staring into the space above for a long time, Gu Weizhou sighed.
[Alas, I’ve actually been fucked by my student.]
[…So?]
[Though it was against my will, how am I to face him after this!] Gu Weizhou said with a look of desolation.
Having witnessed the screen full of mosaics and a cacophony of noises, along with seeing someone crawling over in person, No. 001: hehe…
Thinking about the ‘ridiculous’ incident between the two, Gu Weizhou, who had his fill of amusement, felt that he should make some gestures to express himself. However, at this moment, he suddenly recalled the unexplained images that had popped into his mind before, and he paused.
That man, he remembered very clearly, was a man from a world he had once been in. Less than a minute after crossing over, he was skewered by the other party. But why did he dream of that man again?
[Why do I keep remembering a person in my mind, with bits and pieces of incomplete memory fragments? And…] Gu Weizhou rubbed his chin.
[He feels strangely familiar.]
[Are you trying to say you’ve lost your memory like some female lead in a prime-time soap opera?]
“Can’t I?”
“Whether that’s really the case or not…”
No. 001 suddenly pulled out a script from behind, [You’ve always been an exemplary student, the envy of others. But under the immense societal pressure of reality, you can only lead an ordinary life. However, one day you meet a man, and you fell in love. You both even plan a happy future together, but it turns out his identity is that of an heir to a major family. His family disapproves of your relationship, sending someone to kill you. As a result, you lose your memory of him completely in a car accident, and then…]
[Those memories seem to be from ancient times,] Gu Weizhou said, looking indifferent.
[Oh, then let me switch to another version.]
Pulling out another script from behind, No. 001 immediately said, [You were originally a poor farmer. One day, while washing clothes by the river, you encountered a man covered in blood falling into the river. Being kind-hearted, you couldn’t bear to see him die, so you took him home and took good care of him. In the process, you fell in love. Later, he tells you that he is actually a prince of a country, now going back to compete for the throne, asking if you would join him. Loving him, you agree. Upon returning to the palace, you find out he has one, two, three, four, five, six, seven… N wives, but you always believed in your love, and he treated you well. However, because he was too good to you, his one, two, three, four, five, six, seven… N wives were jealous, framing you for infidelity. In a moment of folly, he believed them, but because he loved you, he only expelled you from the palace. Unsatisfied, his wives sent someone to kill you. During your escape, you fell off a cliff, then discovered you were pregnant with his child, but the fall caused a miscarriage, and in the turmoil, you lost all your previous memories, then accidentally time-traveled to the modern era, turning into a…]
With sparkling eyes, No. 001 finished speaking and looked up, [How about this script? It combines nearly all prime-time soap opera elements: devoted love, power struggle, harem, abusive love, amnesia, miscarriage, and even time travel.]
Gu Weizhou, looking indifferent: …Hehe.
Seeing his cold expression, No. 001 said, [If you don’t like this trope, let me switch to an even more melodramatic one,]
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
Pulling out another script, [Originally, you were a young noble known for indulging in pleasures rather than talent, famously dubbed the Playboy…]
“(￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(￣皿￣///)”
[Playboy my foot, get lost!!]
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With a slight movement of his eyes, he saw the ambiguous marks on the skin exposed outside the quilt, and his pupils deepened unconsciously, a thirst seemed to rise in his throat.
Having lived a military life on the edge of life and death for a full nine years, Jiang Jingyue never considered himself a person with poor self-control. Yet, for some reason, facing the slightest movement from this person, facing the temptation emanating from this person, he felt he would lose his sanity.
Had he not woken up and seen with his own eyes, he would hardly believe he had kissed every corner of the other’s body, leaving his mark on every part, as if by doing so, this person truly and completely belonged to him.
Recalling the other’s flushed face, actively pressing against him, dragging him into continuous downfall, Jiang Jingyue, caressing the person’s brows and eyes, unconsciously had a hint of grimness on his face.
Jiang Huaiyu, he dared to drug Master!
If it weren’t for my timely return, then…
Jiang Huaiyu, you’re literally seeking death!
“Um…” A light and shallow groan sounded, as the person wrinkled his brow and woke up from his sleep.
Seeming a bit unclear about what had happened, those cold eyes were momentarily filled with confusion. Then, upon lifting his eyes and seeing the person by the bed, a flood of chaotic memories surged, and his face suddenly turned completely pale.
Seeing the person’s expression, Jiang Jingyue immediately knelt down first, “…Though it was a desperate act, the student has overstepped his bounds. If Master wishes to punish, scold, or beat the student, the student will not blame Master in the slightest.”
Gu Weizhou: Why do I suddenly feel like I’ve heard this line before?
Gu Weizhou’s fingers resting on the bed unconsciously clenched tightly, the tips turning white as if they were strings about to snap.
He knew that this matter was not the fault of the person before him, he should even be grateful to this person, if not for him, he… However, this person is after all his student.
Respecting the teacher and valuing moral principles is the norm, yet now they have done such an absurd thing.
With difficulty, he closed his eyes, Gu Weizhou said in a trembling voice, “Leave…”
No. 001: The legendary ruthless ‘fu*k’.
“Master…!” Kneeling by the bed, Jiang Jingyue suddenly raised his hand, grabbing the person’s cool palm.
“Jingyue knows he has violated the teacher-student relationship ethics, but Jingyue can’t bear the thought of anything happening to Master, nor can he stand to see Master subjected to the slightest insult!”
No. 001: In the end, it was still you who got caught in the act.
“…Without my father, without my queen mother, without my royal mansion, I have nothing left. Now, all I have is you, Master.”
The hand held in his grasp trembled, a tremble filled with fear, which caused Gu Weizhou to momentarily lose himself in thought, his mind filled with blurred illusions. It seemed like he was looking back at that dark night nine years ago.
The young boy hiding in his arms, clutching at his clothes, trembling like a child abandoned by the whole world.
As time passed, everything changed, yet the young boy who once depended on him seemed to have not changed at all.
With trembling lips, Gu Weizhou said, “Let me… be alone for a while.” With that, Gu Weizhou slowly withdrew his hand that was being tightly held.
Feeling the hand pulling away, Jiang Jingyue wanted to reach out and grab it, wanted to express his longing for the past nine years, wanted to tell him of his admiration for him, yet…
In his field of vision, those slender lashes fluttered incessantly, a sight of vulnerability Jiang Jingyue had never seen before.
How could he press him further, how could he…
With difficulty, Jiang Jingyue bowed his head, kneeling on the ground, and gave a deep kowtow.
“The student, acknowledging his mistake, will take his leave first…” After speaking, he glanced one last time at the man with closed eyes on the luxurious bed, clenched his fists, and turned to leave.
…
The air was filled with the faint sound of music and the fragrance of incense.
Inside the brightly lit Jade Dew Hall, numerous high-ranking ministers were seated, offering frequent toasts with smiles to Jiang Jingyue, who was seated at the highest place of honor.
“Now that our Da Ao has unified the lands, and all credit goes to the General.”
“The General’s Swift wind corps can fend off hundreds by themselves, such heroes could only be trained by the Great General. I am utterly impressed.”
“Speaking of which, the Swift Wind Corps now is even more valiant than before. I wonder how the Great General has trained them.”
…
Amid the endless discussions buzzing in his ears, Jiang Jingyue silently drank the wine from his cup, one after another.
The image that floated before his eyes was of that person with trembling lashes, closing his eyes as he spoke those words.
The wine glass in his hand seemed about to be crushed by his tightly clenched fingers, and within those deep, dark eyes lay nine years of suppressed intensity and deep affection.
Master, Master, Master…
The surrounding ministers, seeing that their words were being ignored, showed a hint of embarrassment on their faces.
But after all, they were experienced individuals in the political arena, and any awkwardness quickly vanished without a trace. Seeing that the other party was continuously ignoring them, each person racked their brains for topics. Suddenly, one middle-aged man had a bright idea.
“Does the Great General know of Yunzan kingdom?”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone saw the man who had been persistently drinking halt his actions abruptly.
Seeing that he had attracted the attention of the man with his words, the middle-aged man immediately spoke with pride, “There is a hostage Prince from Yunzhan who can attract hundreds of birds with his music, creating a truly magnificent and astonishing scene. Today, to welcome the General, why not invite that person to play a piece on the zither for the general?”
As the saying goes, “With each emperor, a new set of officials.” Many people around had not witnessed that scene during the previous emperor’s birthday celebration. Hearing this, many became interested and started to echo the sentiment.
“Exactly, exactly, invite that person to play the zither for the General to add to the festivity.”
“Being able to attend the General’s welcome feast and play the zither for the General is his good fortune.”
“That’s right, that’s right…”
Before the crowd’s clamor could settle, a ‘clang’ sound rang out amidst the gathering. A cold, sharp edge cut through the layers of fragrant incense lingering in the air, and a streak of blood suddenly appeared amidst the assembly.
