Chapter 47: Drugging the princess to get pregnant?
The sunlight shines into the house, but is mostly blocked by the window paper, shining on people and adding a sense of warmth.
Even Wen Zheliu, who had just had diarrhea and was freezing all over, slowly felt his hands and feet warm up, the pain in his abdomen slowly subsided, his body became relaxed, and he became lazy.
"Eunuch Chen, what brings you here?"
Wen Zheliu had just been ill for several rounds and his strength was severely damaged. He couldn't help being short of breath when he spoke.
As he was speaking, he even frowned and started coughing.
His lips turned pale as he coughed, but a thin layer of red appeared on his face, just like a delicate flower that was about to bloom but was wilted by the wind and rain. Even Chen Sanxi, who had always been at odds with him, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "What a sick beauty."
"Xiyue is going to send an envoy, and the princess will also attend the welcoming banquet. Do you know this?" Chen Sanxi stared at him.
I know it, how could I not know it?
This was planned by him. If even he doesn't know about it, no one in this world will know about it.
But Chen Sanxi asked him this to test his attitude towards her through the word "Princess"?
Then he must give a good performance.
Wen Zheliu covered her slightly parted lips with her bare hands, a hint of just the right amount of surprise in her eyes: "The princess will come too? Seriously?"
"Of course it's true." Seeing the expected surprise in his eyes, Chen Sanxi smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits. "You and the princess haven't seen each other for over a month, right? Do you want to see the princess?"
"I……"
Wen Zheliu kept saying "I" for a long time, his thin lips opening and closing, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, like a butterfly struggling in a spider web. His mouth was about to freeze on the word "want", and He Jiuyue's resolute back flashed through his mind again.
He wanted to see her, no doubt about it.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have set up this trap so deliberately, just to ask He Jiuyue to return to the capital to see him.
But...does she want to see him?
The sourness was like the roots of a tree in the ground, madly corroding the throbbing in his heart, and gradually growing into luxuriant branches and leaves in Wen Zheliu's heart, which was beating increasingly violently.
"Hu, ho..." He only took one breath, but couldn't help but gasp three times.
Wen Zheliu pressed his chest tightly with his hands, but still couldn't breathe. He was like a fish that was caught ashore by a fisherman. Without the nourishment of the water, he could only struggle in vain in the black mud on the shore, his pupils slowly losing focus.
"Wen Zheliu, what do you mean by not saying anything?"
Chen Sanxi had no idea of the struggle in Wen Zheliu's heart. He only saw him frown and relax his brows several times. When he saw that Wen Zheliu was deliberately being negligent, he was so angry that his hands trembled.
"You still think you are the noble son of the prime minister's mansion, and we can't touch you?
"Even if you are still somewhat useful to the princess, it doesn't mean His Majesty must spare your life. We came here today on His Majesty's orders. If you disrespect us, we have plenty of ways to punish you!"
There was a flicker of struggle in Wen Zheliu's eyes, but in the end he just lowered his eyes and replied with a single tone.
"……No."
"You don't want to?" Chen Sanxi's voice became louder and louder, like a tree that was boosted by divine power and grew from a seedling into a giant.
"His Majesty treated you with kindness and good intentions. Even though he confined you, he still gave you enough respect. He didn't issue a direct decree to you, but instead sent us to discuss things with you in a friendly manner. And yet, you refuse to accept my toast and drink the penalty! Since that's the case, there's no need for us to be polite to you!"
Chen Sanxi has a shrill voice and her body is always hidden under the wide palace robes. At first glance, she does not look like a mighty and strong person.
But he moved frighteningly fast. He first took out a pitch-black pill from his sleeve, and then stuffed it into Wen Zheliu's mouth with lightning speed. Then he covered his mouth with one hand and pulled down his Adam's apple with the other, forcing him to swallow it.
A strong foreign body sensation exploded in his sensitive throat, and Wen Zheliu's scalp suddenly felt numb.
What medicine did Chen Sanxi force him to take?
After a lot of effort, Xiaobai finally freed Chen Sanxi's hands, and Wen Zheliu finally broke free from the shackles. He opened his mouth and retched hard, and saliva dripped down and landed on his clothes, wetting a large area. But even though he retched so violently, the pill still showed no sign of coming out of his stomach.
Instead, acidic water surged up the esophagus, making the throat sore.
"What did you feed me?"
Wen Zheliu's voice was so hoarse from the crazy coughing and dry hiccups that the original clear voice could no longer be heard, and there were some tears at the corners of his eyes from coughing.
"After all, once you've taken this medicine, you belong to His Majesty. It's okay to tell you."
Chen Sanxi's mouth widened, and several fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"This is a secret medicine from Western Yue presented by the envoys of Western Yue as a token of respect, even before they arrived in the capital. Its efficacy is to ensure the loyalty of your subordinates. If you do anything that disobeys His Majesty, you will be cut into pieces and die in a matter of moments."
Oh, what does he think he is.
It was originally a "secret medicine from Western Vietnam sent by envoys."
But he played the rest of the trick.
Wen Zheliu's shoulders shook, and he almost couldn't suppress his laughter several times.
Seeing his shoulders trembling, Chen Sanxi thought that this frail nobleman was finally afraid when he heard that he was walking on a single-plank bridge between life and death.
"There's no need to be so afraid."
Chen Sanxi first gave Wen Zheliu a murderous slap in the face, and then slowly fed him some sweet dates which had little soothing effect. After a series of words, all the wrinkles on his brow were smoothed out.
"We know that you, Master Wen, are a young master, and you know very little about criminal justice, nor about the secret medicines related to Western Yue. This so-called 'thousand cuts and cuts' sounds scary at first, but in fact, as long as you are obedient and live for three to five years, it won't be a big deal.
"A man who knows the current situation is a hero. You are so smart, you should know what is the best solution."
Wen Zheliu used his sharp nails, which had not been trimmed for more than half a month, to dig deep into the tender flesh on the inside of his arm like a knife, until blood oozed out, and then he suppressed his overwhelming smile.
He tried hard to squeeze out a few tears from the corners of his eyes, including but not limited to tears from holding back laughter.
"Sir, what do you want me to do?"
It was rare to see Zhe Liu bow his head, and Chen Sanxi's face was full of joy: "It's not difficult, you just need to conceive the princess's child within a month."
Pregnant with the princess's child?
This is not difficult, as he is already pregnant with Ji Yue's child. However, he is not affected by the medicine, so there is no need to tell Emperor Jing Ming.
Wen Zheliu squeezed out a few more tears, and his nose turned red, as if he was extremely aggrieved.
"But the princess has already abandoned me, so how could she look at me?"
"It's His Majesty's order to have you bear the princess' child. As for how to accomplish this…" Chen Sanxi pinched Wen Zheliu's delicate face fiercely, drawing several bloody streaks before reluctantly letting go. "Then it all depends on your ability. With your looks, there's no problem."
"Is that all?"
Wen Zheliu put on a full performance. Just now he was shaking from trying to hold back his laughter. Now that the urge to laugh had passed, he actually opened his watery eyes wide, revealing a trace of pitiful expression.
"I consider myself just an ordinary man. I don't know if I can win the princess' heart. If Your Majesty has any more orders, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
Chen Sanxi's eyes rolled. "There's one more thing, but it's not difficult. Three days from now, there will be a welcoming banquet for the Western Vietnamese envoys..."
He was a true old fox who loved to keep people in suspense. He watched the others being hooked and anxious. After several breaths, he didn't see Wen Zheliu show any sign of anxiety. He felt a little frustrated: "Just show up."
Wen Liu Yingying bowed and said, "In that case, thank you very much, eunuch."
As soon as Chen Sanxi left, the fear on Wen Zheliu's face disappeared without a trace, like dark and damp mist encountering the scorching sunlight.
He placed his bare hands on his stomach, which was twitching slightly due to the violent retching, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was originally thinking about how he could sneak into the welcoming banquet and meet He Jiuyue since he would not participate in the singing and dancing at the welcoming banquet for the envoys from Western Yue, and was temporarily a servant in the harem of Emperor Jingming, making it inconvenient for him to meet outsiders.
Chen Sanxi was ordered by Emperor Jingming to attend the welcoming banquet, which saved him a lot of effort.
Xiao Bai was puzzled as to why he was so calm and composed, even smiling. Worry was almost overflowing from his eyes. "Master, that medicine you just took...?"
"No problem." Wen Zheliu waved his hand.
Xiaobai wanted to say something but stopped himself. After a moment, he still couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart.
"But as long as this drug stays in your system, you'll be oppressed by them. This time, you're just attending a harmless party, but next time, it might not be so good. Shouldn't you find someone to remove this drug?"
His eyes were clear, and the faint smile on Wen Zheliu's lips was reflected in his pupils, which were a little brown due to his age.
"Remember the medicine I gave you?"
"Remember." Xiaobai nodded.
"That medicine is also a secret medicine of Xiyue, and it's the king of medicines." Wen Zheliu paused, keeping Xiaobai in suspense. When Xiaobai's eyes became increasingly anxious, he said the second half of the sentence, "Do you think I have an antidote for that, but not this?"
“…Ah!” Xiaobai suddenly realized.
After a few breaths, he frowned again: "But this secret medicine comes from Xiyue, and it is never passed on to others. This king of medicines can only be used by the royal family of Xiyue. You..."
"Don't you understand yet?" The correct answer was about to come out, but Xiaobai hesitated to speak. Wen Zheliu listened to him hesitating for a long time, but still said nothing, so he interrupted him with a chuckle.
"If you still don't understand what I mean after talking about this, then I won't tell you anymore."
"But..." Xiaobai, "But the royal bloodline of Xiyue is rare. To be able to manipulate such a high-level medicine, one must be extremely related to the emperor of Xiyue. Rumor has it that she has no children. You were born and raised in the Central Plains, so how could you be..."
"How could they be the remnants of Xiyue?" Wen Zheliu finished his unfinished words calmly.
This is what Xiaobai meant, but he didn't dare to nod with his round eyes looking at Wen Zheliu with a smile on his face. Noticing Xiaobai's unspoken embarrassment, he continued talking to himself.
"Even what we see with our naked eyes isn't necessarily true, let alone hearsay." Wen Zheliu smiled faintly. "Although there are only you and I living in Changle Palace, there's no guarantee that there are ears behind the walls. I can only say this much. How much you can understand depends on you."
Xiaobai is just simple-minded, not stupid.
He pursed his lips, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Is it true that the Wen family is collaborating with the enemy?"
"Yeah." Wen Zheliu nodded.
"You are also involved in this, and even the backbone?"
"That's right." Wen Zheliu's voice was cruelly gentle.
Seeing that Xiaobai's pupils were dilated and the whites of his eyes were about to roll over, and he looked like he was overly stimulated and was about to faint at any time, Wen Zheliu clenched the dagger hidden between his legs and subconsciously wanted to take it out to kill him.
He hadn't even told He Jiyue about his life story, but now Xiaobai already knew...
But thinking that he had drugged Xiaobai, no matter how much Xiaobai hated him, he could not do anything unfaithful to him, so he finally put the dagger back.
Wen Zheliu raised an eyebrow: "Why, do you regret following me?"
Xiaobai shook his head in confusion.
Wen Zheliu took a step forward, his usually gentle gaze sharp as a knife: "Then why are you shaking?"
Xiaobai fell to his knees with a plop, but the direction his head was facing was exactly opposite to Wen Zheliu. Xiaobai saw it clearly, but was completely unaware. He kowtowed ten times in a row, until his rough skin was rubbed to the point of bleeding, before he turned his head towards Wen Zheliu.
"Sir, please forgive me for speaking frankly. The people of Western Yue and the people of Central Plains have always been sworn enemies. I was raised by my mother, and my daughter died in the war between the two countries.
"She has been so kind to me, and I shouldn't follow you anymore, both morally and logically. But I have sworn to you that I only recognize you as my master. Therefore, I kowtow ten times and bid farewell to my mother. I, your servant, swear to follow you until death."
"Get up and follow me to the closet."
Wen Zheliu's face gradually regained its youth.
"It's a rare opportunity to see her, I have to clean up."
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