Chapter 61 The Substitute: Your Majesty?

"You saw it?"

"Oh, haven't I run into you a few times before when I was playing at your house?"

Xie Changyu replied casually, and after thinking for a few moments, he said, "I have a good memory. I saw that person a few years ago when I went to the palace with my father to attend a banquet."

"You've even encountered His Majesty?"

Fu Jing frowned, stopped walking, and asked, "Several times? How come I didn't know?"

Feeling the person beneath him stop moving, Xie Changyu could only pat him to signal him to keep going. He only spoke again when the person started moving again.

"What's the big deal? You can't be with me every second. I don't even remember what you were doing at the time. I was just wandering around and we bumped into each other."

Did they say anything to you?

Upon hearing his question, Xie Changyu instantly recalled the scene from that time, and he remembered those cold, indifferent eyes.

He doesn't like it at all.

He lay listlessly on Fu Jing's back, his voice muffled, "What else can I say? That person doesn't know me, but your brother greeted me."

In his memory, the gentle and refined young man smiled faintly at him, while the emperor standing tall beside him only glanced at him with his eyes lowered.

Light and airy.

Just thinking about that look made Xie Changyu irritated. He hated being looked at like that. If it were anyone else, he would have already ordered Fu Jing to teach that guy a lesson. He had always done that since he was a child, which was why Fu Jing didn't have a good reputation in the entire Beijing circle.

But that one is different; touching it will cost you your head.

Thinking of this, Xie Changyu was so angry that his teeth itched. Although it happened a long time ago, he still couldn't help but clench his fist and punch Fu Jing's shoulder.

What if one day...

“My brother…” Fu Jing’s eyes flickered, and he said, “You were also raised by my brother, so he definitely won’t neglect you.”

On the street, the lights of the mansion ahead gradually came on.

"Of course, if he dares to treat me badly, I'll never talk to him again."

Xie Changyu said this as a matter of course. He looked at the familiar house in front of him, got up, and clapped his hands. "Okay, I'm here."

He adjusted the longevity lock in front of him and said to Fu Jing, "You should go back too."

Xiao He, seeing the familiar house, finally dared to speak. He hadn't dared to utter a sound the whole way, after all, who would dare to casually discuss the current emperor? He didn't want to lose his head.

Along the way, he only dared to watch his young master and the man surnamed Fu discussing things with normal expressions, and the more he listened, the more he wished he could plug his ears.

"Thank you for escorting my young master back to his residence, Young Master Fu. However, it is getting late, and Young Master Fu should return home to rest."

Fu Jing raised an eyebrow. "What's the rush? It's still early."

"It's too early, you should go back. I want to sleep." Xie Changyu snorted and then shooed him away. "Tonight's fun was indeed entertaining. Come find me at noon tomorrow, and we'll find something even more fun!"

With his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes slightly narrowed, Fu Jing said in a nonchalant tone, "Okay, I'll come find you tomorrow."

He wanted to continue chatting, but Xie Changyu wouldn't have it. He gestured for Xiaohe to take his fox mask, then turned and went into the mansion.

This scene was very familiar; Fu Jing had experienced it countless times, each time watching the other person's back until they disappeared.

Once the figure had disappeared, Fu Jing gathered his things, his slender fingers clenching slightly as he recalled what he had just heard and the fact that his brother was coming back.

Thinking of that letter, he felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

...His achievements overshadowed those of his master.

Xie Changyu was unaware of the complex emotions swirling within him. He had been having so much fun tonight that he was walking with a swaying gait, completely lacking in manners. Instead, he was hopping and skipping, the longevity lock jingling softly.

He walked all the way to his room, took off his outer robe, revealing that he was dressed in white underneath, and then took off his boots and shoes as well.

Once he was seated on the couch, he patted his stomach and spoke when he had some free time.

"Xiaohe, could you go check if there are any extra snacks in the kitchen? I'm hungry."

Xiaohe had been following behind. Upon hearing this, he lowered his head and replied, "Yes, young master. I'll go take a look right away."

One person left, and others came in. The head maid strode in, followed by several maids carrying basins of water and cigarettes.

"Young Master, it's time for us to wash up and go to bed."

Xie Changyu lay motionless on the bed, too lazy to even move his hands. He opened his mouth with his eyes closed and said, "You guys go out first. I still need to eat something. I'll come back later."

Upon hearing this, the old woman instructed the maids behind her to put down their things, and then they all left the room, leaving one person to guard it.

Xiaohe returned quickly. Xie Changyu had only been lying down for a short while when he smelled the familiar aroma of osmanthus cake. He quickly sat up, his eyes fixed on the plate of pastries.

His eyes crinkled with amusement. "There really is?"

Xiaohe, being very perceptive, handed over the pastries and said cautiously, "The cook specially saved these for you, young master."

During the days Xie Changyu was imprisoned, he frequently went to the kitchen to look for food. After a while, the cook naturally found out and, at Xiaohe's suggestion, she tactfully prepared a special late-night meal for him.

Xie Changyu picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, took a bite, and said with a satisfied expression, "Delicious."

He licked his lips and ate the plate of pastries one bite at a time.

Time flew by, and after finishing the pastries, Xie Changyu prepared to go to bed with the help of her maid.

Xie Changyu was left alone in the room, with someone guarding the door, ready to give him any orders.

Xie Changyu lay on his side, his hand instinctively touching the longevity lock on his chest. It was cool to the touch. His eyelashes were slightly lowered, his hair was jet black, and his skin was snow-white. Looking at his face from the side, he was like a painting.

silence.

All emotions faded away at that moment, and Xie Changyu's mind flashed through one face after another: Fu Jing's, Fu Jing's brother's, and...

After going around in circles, he remembered that cold, indifferent face again.

Perhaps because she kept thinking about him before going to sleep, Xie Changyu dreamed about that man.

Dreams are like memories.

In his dream, Xie Changyu encountered them again at the General's Mansion. It was a scorching sunny day, and Fu Jing was still at home on business. He was waiting for him in his room.

But he was so bored that Xie Changyu went to play in his garden, where he ran into Fu Jing's brother and the current emperor for the second time. The emperor was known as a tyrant by the common people.

Having learned his lesson from the first encounter, Xie Changyu wanted to turn around and leave, but was spotted by the sharp-eyed Fu Shuqing, who grabbed his collar.

Xie Changyu was startled. He clutched his collar tightly, his voice muffled and stubborn as he said, "Let go!"

The person behind him quickly released his grip, their voice clear and sharp, "Why are you running when you see me?"

Xie Changyu secretly pursed his lips upon hearing this. He turned around and resumed his normal expression, but his face clearly showed displeasure. He said in a low voice, "Fu Shuqing, why did you pull me?"

Fu Shuqing smiled, his eyes gentle and kind. He gently tapped his head and said, "You're so disrespectful. You're the same age as A-Jing, you should call me 'brother' too."

Xie Changyu leaned back slightly, frowning. "I don't want to."

The handsome young man looked at him with dissatisfaction, his eyes filled with rejection of his behavior and words.

Fu Shuqing stood tall in an indigo robe, his features refined and elegant, exuding a scholarly air. Judging by appearance alone, Xie Changyu would never guess that he was a great general who could fight on the battlefield and shed countless blood.

With a smile in his eyes, he changed the subject, "Why hasn't A-Jing come back yet? Bored and wandering around this garden?"

Mentioning Fu Jing made Xie Changyu even angrier. He snorted and complained to the man, "This guy said he would be back early today, but he made me wait so long. I'm dying of heat."

Fu Shuqing frowned slightly upon hearing his words. "Isn't anyone providing you with ice?"

"Yes, but I'm so bored."

Xie Changyu looked at him, her eyes also glancing furtively at the figure behind her, and said in a very soft voice, "I know you have things to do, so I'll leave first and won't bother you anymore."

Fu Shuqing looked at him with a half-smile, "Are you afraid of bothering me?"

After all, Xie Changyu's must-do thing when he came to the General's Mansion was to harass Fu Shuqing, no matter what he was doing. Fu Shuqing couldn't keep indulging him, but ever since he accidentally bumped into the two of them, Xie Changyu never took the initiative to look for him again when he came to the General's Mansion.

"Can't I be sensible now!"

Fu Shuqing could tell the reason from the obvious avoidance in the eyes of the person in front of him. He patted him on the shoulder and didn't make things difficult for him anymore. "A-Jing should be back soon. Go and play with him."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changyu's expression brightened. He nodded frantically a few times and was about to turn and slip away when the person next to him, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

Who is this?

His voice was also cold.

Xie Changyu was feeling irritable and wished he could leave this place immediately. He began to complain about why Fu Jing hadn't come back sooner, otherwise he wouldn't have run into him when he left the room.

But now that the person has spoken, he definitely can't leave. He thought to himself, what is this emperor pretending for? He clearly saw him last time and didn't say anything. He just glanced at him lightly as if he was pretending to be blind.

Why did you suddenly stop him again?

Despite his inner resentment, he certainly didn't dare to treat Fu Shuqing as casually as he had just done. He stood there respectfully in front of her, remaining silent. After all, it wasn't her who was being questioned, so he decided to keep quiet if possible.

Fu Shuqing's expression held a hint of respect; he was somewhat surprised, "Your Majesty?"

Xie Changyu didn't pay attention to what was said after that, but the sound suddenly disappeared. He lowered his head, somewhat curious. After a long while, he felt a figure standing in front of him. He knew who it was as soon as he saw the shoes. In an instant, he became very bold. He quietly raised his eyes, but suddenly met a pair of eyes as cold as stars.

Cold and distant.

The person in front of him had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with deep and prominent features. He looked down at him with dark and deep eyes.

Xie Changyu glanced at Xie Changyu and dared not look again; it was too terrifying. The common people were indeed as they seemed. Although he couldn't see any tyrant in Xie Changyu now, and his expression was quite rational, Xie Changyu could already imagine the scene.

It must be that the emperor's wrath caused countless corpses to float for miles.

"Lord Xie's child?"

Wei Yuehua's voice was unhurried and deep, with a magnetic quality.

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Author's Note: Don't forget, this story includes having children! ←_←

The meme in this world is an extension of a meme I came up with in 2021. The original idea was a 1v1 story of a timid noble young master as the top and a tyrannical and obsessive emperor as the bottom (with mpreg), which has now become the most popular character.