The Crown Prince and His Guard's Side Story
After Mu Siyan left, the body still belonged to Xu Zixie. He remained Shen Muchen's personal bodyguard. Sometimes, when Shen Muchen was handling memorials in the Mingzheng Hall, he would stand by, watching Shen Muchen with utter infatuation. When Shen Muchen was discussing matters with other ministers, he would think about killing them so that Shen Muchen would be his, or locking them up so that Shen Muchen would only have eyes for him.
When Shen Muchen appeared at that alleyway, he thought he had met a god. But there are no gods in this world; they are all just human imaginations. Even if there were, I'm afraid a god wouldn't save a filthy and despicable person like me.
However, to his surprise, Shen Muchen called out to them. When they turned around and looked at Shen Muchen, their eyes were filled with amazement and greed, but more than anything, they wanted to trample this naive young master into the mud, to fill his eyes with lust, and to leave behind glistening tears.
From the moment Shen Muchen entered the alley, Xu Zixie had already marked him as his possession. No one could touch him until he had him. However, he forgot that he was just a child. He couldn't stop his things from being defiled by those disgusting people. He was kicked into a corner, and just as the leader of those people was about to touch Shen Muchen's face, a pig-slaughtering sound suddenly rang out. It turned out that the leader's hand had been broken, and the one who did it was indeed the rich young master they had looked down upon.
Shen Muchen was a member of the royal family and had been entrusted with important responsibilities by his father since childhood. Before he even reached adulthood, he was named Crown Prince. He had been learning calligraphy, martial arts, and other skills since childhood, so dealing with these lowly thugs was a piece of cake for him. Xu Zixie thought that the dazzling young master was a soft lamb, but he never expected him to be such a formidable character. However, he was very happy because what he cherished was still intact and pure.
The young master brought him back to the clinic. He leaned on the young master's shoulder and smelled the fragrance emanating from him. His eyes darkened. He wanted to devour this kind-hearted and naive young master, to imbue him with his own scent, and make him his own, unique and exclusive.
Later, the young master's family came looking for me. It turned out that he was a prince, and even the crown prince. He was born so different from me. But the emperor asked me if I wanted to stay by his side. I said I was willing. After all, this young master hadn't given me what I wanted yet. How could I let him leave me? This emperor was really kind. He gave me a chance to get close to him.
Later, I found myself becoming his personal bodyguard. I wasn't satisfied. I wanted him to sink into this dark swamp with me, to be imbued with my scent, to be mine inside and out. No one dared to approach him, and those who dared to try were nipped in the bud by me. I didn't think I was wrong; I was just defending what belonged to me. What truly drove me mad was that he came of age, and the emperor was preparing to have him meet the daughter of a high-ranking official, claiming she was his chosen crown princess. Of course, I couldn't accept that. By day, I was still his personal bodyguard; by night, I was the vile woman who worked tirelessly. I didn't care if he found out; if he did, all the better. That would be more interesting, wouldn't it?
He seemed to have sensed something was wrong; he wanted to escape. I wouldn't give him the chance. I accused Shen Muchen of colluding with foreign powers and plotting a rebellion to the emperor. The emperor, of course, didn't believe me and summoned him. The look in his eyes was filled with shock; he couldn't believe I would betray him. I thought, if he behaved himself, perhaps I would never betray him. After all, I'm so happy to have such a pet; how could I bear to hurt him?
The way he tried so hard to defend himself to the emperor was truly adorable, even more so than before. But no matter how he tried to explain, I still had physical evidence against him. Having gone this far, how could I give up? I was even thinking of dragging him down with me into this dark swamp.
He became a commoner as I wished and went to the frontier. I went with him, after all, how could I bear to let him go to the harsh frontier alone? At the time, more importantly, I didn't want him to get involved with someone else before I got tired of him. Sure enough, as I expected, there were always a few people among them who would take a fancy to his delicate face and come one after another. When I arrived, someone complained to me. I glanced at him and knew that my little thing could not be touched by others. It was a pity. I just wanted him to submit to me. I wanted him to be played with by me willingly.
I made him kneel before the tent, to make him understand that he was no longer the high and mighty crown prince he once was. He was now a traitor despised by everyone. If he wanted to live a normal life, he had to wear down his pride one by one. As for that little thing who was fussing over Shen Muchen, I wouldn't care about him. He couldn't cause any trouble.
As for the person who was severely punished by Shen Muchen, he was seething with anger. I ignored his petty actions, after all, I also wanted to teach Shen Muchen a lesson and let him know who he should submit to. Later, Shen Muchen escaped from that place. I don't know who saved him. I saw the red marks on his body, and I felt a surge of rage. My things had been defiled by someone else, and they even carried someone else's scent. I spoke sarcastically to him. I felt that since he had been defiled by someone else, and my things were no longer clean, why should I stay here for something unworthy? I had already gotten what I wanted, and I was content. After all, I was the man who took his virginity.
Later, I awoke during that great battle and regained that somewhat unreal memory. I saved Shen Muchen, that being tainted by someone else. That person had a different personality from mine. Although we were both in the swamp, I never intended to drag that dazzling star into the mud. No wonder Shen Muchen said that even though we were the same person, our personalities were so different. When we merged, I even said to Shen Muchen, "I originate from darkness, and I am immersed in darkness. Here, I am very grateful that I was able to meet you. Black and white, I never touch them. I only create my own hell, protecting those I want to protect. You are not as bright as starlight, but you surpass starlight. I hope you can always be so dazzling. Take care in this life!"
How affectionate! It's a pity he'll always be my little thing, my little trinkets. Knowing those red marks were from being whipped, he reluctantly accepted them. After all, without his memories, it was always another version of himself who was with him. Now I'm playing that other version of myself, which makes me very unhappy. But at least Shen Muchen has me in his eyes, only his gaze reveals another version of himself.
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