Chapter 3 Serving the Emperor From this moment on, you are the male official in charge of the Emperor's bedchamber. ...
"Let him serve you."
A simple sentence made Asakusa feel as if he were in a dream. Only after the other male servants left did he realize that he had really been chosen.
A great joy filled my heart, but fear and panic also arose: how should I serve?
I clearly learned it from Momo!
His face, which had been flushed, turned pale with anxiety, and his body trembled slightly.
His pitiful, puppy-like appearance only piqued Si Ze's interest further: "What, you dared to seduce me just now, but you're scared now?"
The poor palace servant, no longer able to discern the mockery, was so frightened that he immediately kowtowed, saying, "I know I was wrong!"
Her body, lying on the ground, trembled more and more violently, and her waist involuntarily lowered in an attempt to please, the dazzling curve becoming even more alluring.
They're so lovable, yet you also want to tease them.
"You only want to please me, what's wrong with that?" Thinking that he was also a young man who had never experienced such things, Si Ze softened his voice, "Come here and undress me."
So His Majesty is such a gentle and magnanimous person!
Asakusa felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately crawled over to serve him.
Although the king was a young man, he had practiced martial arts since childhood and was tall. As he knelt, he felt enveloped. Before he could even move his hand, he smelled a faint, warm fragrance, which made his already hot cheeks burn even more.
"How long are you going to dawdle, Qingqing?" Si Ze couldn't help but laugh, pulling his hand to the jade belt at his waist.
His Majesty took his hand!
Asakusa was practically steaming with excitement. Instinct and duty compelled him to untie the jade belt, but having never touched anything so valuable before, he was flustered and clumsy.
Si Ze found it even more interesting and was a little impatient. Fortunately, she was good at self-control and gently guided him to untie the phoenix robe step by step. The fruit she had cultivated was the most delicious.
"Qingqing is the one guiding the palace men, you know what to do next, right?" she asked, leaning down to his ear as her clothes were half off.
Asakusa's blood was already boiling; how could he possibly hold back after hearing the king's words?
To win the king's favor, even though he was shy, he used all the skills he had learned in the Imperial Bedchamber, enduring his body that was about to explode, and began to serve him with the gentlest and most meticulous care.
At first, Si Ze was relatively restrained, but gradually she couldn't hold back anymore and indulged her emotions in front of the little palace boy.
She tore open her thin, cocoon-like nightgown and searched inside for beautiful butterflies.
...
Fish trapped in the water experience both the fear of being swallowed up and the peace of being embraced, amidst the turbulent waves and gentle caresses.
The intimate contact with the water allowed the lonely fish to feel loved while being controlled.
The feeling was so wonderful that he couldn't wait to give everything.
Finally, as the evil was swallowed up, the immense fear caused a transformation in his spirit.
From that moment on, his body and soul belonged entirely to His Majesty.
Like a drifting duckweed finding its anchor, a heartfelt sense of happiness welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
Si Ze's movements became gentler as she softly wiped away his tears: "Qingqing, does it hurt?"
"...Your Majesty, the barbarians are pleased." He didn't know how to express his feelings, so he did everything he could to please his monarch.
Si Ze sensed the little palace man's feelings, and his affection for him grew even stronger, making his movements even gentler.
As the bright moon gradually moved westward, the palace lanterns inside the hall dimmed, while the bed curtains continued to sway.
The palace men serving outside the palace blushed with embarrassment, and some even felt jealous.
A young king, wielding power over the land and possessing extraordinary martial prowess, what man wouldn't fall for him? Even with strict palace rules, some palace men still couldn't control their hearts.
The Imperial Bedchamber had already changed the hot water several times before they heard an order from inside: "Someone, prepare a bath."
The palace men quickly bowed their heads and went inside to serve him.
After venting his frustrations, Si Ze felt refreshed and relaxed. Although he felt slightly unwell, it was much easier than when he was learning martial arts from the horse.
Looking at the young palace servant limp on the bed, she couldn't help but feel satisfied: "Qingqing, what's your name?"
"The captive called... Asakusa." He felt a pang of sadness for some reason, but dared not let the emotion get the better of him. The happiness he had just felt was beginning to fade away.
Si Ze stepped into the bathtub, unaware of the unusual tone in his voice: "Asakusa? That's not a good name, let's call it Licorice."
The lack of vegetation is due to the barren land. Can't this imperial palace even nourish a small flower or blade of grass? Licorice, on the other hand, clears heat and replenishes qi, which is suitable for her.
Licorice?
He didn't know the meaning of the name, but he felt it was infinitely better than the two characters "Asakusa".
"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Your Majesty!" He propped himself up and kowtowed in gratitude.
Liu Shangqin reminded him that he should express his gratitude and leave.
Despite the fleeting pleasure, he felt an overwhelming sense of longing.
This is the Zichen Palace. She is the monarch of the empire. He should not harbor any delusions.
Asakusa—no, it was Gancao—bit her lip, bowed again, and then left with the Imperial Chamberlain.
Seeing that his steps were weak, Si Ze wanted to reward him with a sedan chair, but then thought that the Empress Dowager had changed her mind and instructed the head steward: "Tomorrow, select some brocade and jewelry from the imperial treasury to give to him."
The steward suppressed his emotions and bowed in acknowledgment.
On the other side, a young palace maid tried to help Gan Cao, but he waved her off: although his legs were indeed weak at first, he grew up in the laundry department and was not a delicate person, so he could still walk if he endured it.
Seeing his condition, Liu Shangqin slowed his pace and gently comforted him: "I have already instructed them to prepare hot soup and food in advance. When we get back, I will have Momo give you a massage."
"Thank you, sir." He had never seen Liu Shangqin so kind before.
The palace servants around them were also weighing the options in their minds.
Liu Shangqin said softly, "No need to thank me. After serving you in bed, you will be the official male official in charge of the bedchamber, and we will all call you 'Young Master'."
My lord?!
A blush rose on Gan Cao's cheeks, and he almost agreed, but fortunately he remembered that the person in front of him was a seventh-rank Imperial Chamberlain, not someone he could treat lightly.
"You flatter me, sir." He quickly tried to bow.
Liu Shangqin reached out and supported his arm: "Your Highness, do not belittle yourself. With His Majesty's favor, you will soon rise to prominence. I hope Your Highness will continue to support you then."
The fact that the once aloof and superior Shangqin was now speaking to him in such a flattering tone made him feel like he was floating on air, and he almost blurted out a reply.
“You’re too kind, sir,” he said, thankfully a sliver of reason held him back. “I owe this opportunity entirely to your and Lord Cui’s guidance. Even if I were to gain favor and become a mere palace servant, I would still need your continued support.”
He didn't understand any grand principles, but his instincts told him that he couldn't afford to be reckless now.
Because of the act of seducing the emperor in the palace, Liu Shangqin was originally somewhat dissatisfied, but seeing that he was now somewhat sensible, his dissatisfaction dissipated, and he was willing to say a few more words: "Before His Majesty's wedding, the Crown Princess will not like seductive men."
Lord?!
A seductive man...
The thought that what he had done in the bedchamber might be known to the Emperor made him turn pale with fright.
"No, I didn't mean to seduce you, the belt wasn't fastened properly..." he said, biting his lip.
Because he wasn't sure if he did it on purpose. When he met His Majesty's gaze, his mind went blank. Perhaps he was too eager, and he subconsciously wanted to seduce him. Perhaps it was just like the old saying, "Men are naturally promiscuous"...
Does a man of such depraved character deserve His Majesty's favor?
Feelings of shame brought tears to his eyes.
"In any case, it's a good thing that His Majesty spared you!" Liu Shangqin said firmly.
Yes, His Majesty favored him, and not someone else, which means he still has some affection for him. Gan Cao gradually came to terms with it again.
In any case, as long as His Majesty is happy, that's all that matters.
Lost in thought, I found myself back at the Imperial Chamber.
"The bath is ready. Please follow me, Your Highness." A woman stepped forward to flatter her.
He still seemed to carry His Majesty's aura, proof that he belonged entirely to His Majesty. He didn't want to wash it away, but he knew it was impossible.
After soaking in the warm bath for a while, his fatigue subsided considerably. This time, he took the initiative to say to Momo beside him, "Could you please help me take care of myself?"
"So, young master, you've finally realized the benefits?" Momo teased, but seeing the various marks on his body, she couldn't help but blush, her hands busy helping him with his skincare.
Momo's gloved hands massaged his body, but he thought of His Majesty's strong hands, and his body, having tasted the sweetness, immediately reacted.
"Master Cao!" Momo's expression changed instantly. "You forgot about the male precepts?!"
Licorice felt a pang of fear, and her face instantly turned pale.
Men are indeed licentious! He pinched her hard, utterly hating this inherent weakness of men!
"It's alright, it's alright," Momo patted her chest, "It's not considered breaking the rules."
Gan Cao breathed a sigh of relief, but still stood up and bowed respectfully to Momo: "Thank you for reminding me, Momo. Please keep today's matter a secret."
"Old Lu almost broke the rules when she was young, so she wouldn't talk about such things," Momo comforted her gently, and Gancao's heart gradually calmed down.
...
After the maintenance was completed, I returned to my room and found that everything inside had been replaced with new ones, and a young palace servant was waiting at the door with a food box in hand.
He had no appetite, but thinking that soup had the effect of nourishing the skin and strengthening the body, he forced himself to eat it seriously.
The moment the food entered his mouth, his hunger was awakened. In order to serve the emperor, he had reduced his lunch intake, and after a period of strenuous exercise, his body should have been protesting. However, he had been so excited that he had ignored his hunger.
Delicious food always brings pleasure. After he was full, he looked at the more abundant dishes than usual and the brand-new utensils in the room, and he gained a deeper understanding of his role as the Chamberlain.
My lady...
He pondered those two words in his mind, and a sense of excitement welled up within him.
In any case, he is no longer a lowly, dispensable laundry maid!
That night, he didn't sleep well. One dream was that all the palace men were congratulating him, congratulating him on gaining the emperor's favor and on his promotion and rewards; the next dream was that an old maid stormed in: "It's this shameless little hussy! How dare she seduce the wise emperor! Drag her out and beat her to death!"
He should be beaten to death!
He sat up abruptly in shock: it was just a dream.
"Your Highness, hurry!" A young palace servant rushed in. "The Grand Eunuch has arrived with His Majesty's decree!"
His Majesty's decree!
He immediately forgot his nightmare, quickly got up, dressed, and had a palace maid help him with his hair and makeup.
After hastily getting dressed, he quickly went to the main hall.
Looking forward to what's to come makes even the sun in the sky feel warmer.
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