Quickly wear a child, the villain is more favored, who wants the male protagonist?

They arrived at Xia Xizhi's side without making a sound.

Meng Zixu's gaze fell on Xia Xizhi's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes sweeping over her thick, curled eyelashes, fair skin, and delicate chin, moving up and down...

The loose neckline revealed her slender, flawless swan neck and exquisite collarbone.

Further down, beneath the loosened inner garment, there seemed to be a faint outline of white fabric at the chest...

Meng Zixu's dark eyes grew even deeper. Holding his breath, he raised his hand, his fingers reaching towards the fabric covering her chest...

The next second, a hidden arrow shot swiftly toward Meng Zixu's eyes.

Meng Zixu was startled and quickly dodged. The blade of the hidden arrow grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody mark on his face.

Xia Xizhi, who was reclining on the chaise longue, opened her eyes.

"I never expected that General Meng, who was invincible on the battlefield, would enjoy stealing."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Meng Zixu's face, then he straightened up and got straight to the point.

"I apologize for coming here so abruptly today, but I have a favor to ask of the Prime Minister."

As she spoke, she tossed her skirt, knelt on one knee, and bowed her head respectfully, saying...

"This humble general has come today to beg the Prime Minister to save my family. If Your Excellency is willing to lend a hand, this humble general is willing to serve Your Excellency at your feet..."

He was willing regardless of whether the person was male or female.

Xia Xizhi clicked her tongue inwardly. The arrogant young general actually referred to himself as a lowly general in front of her and was even willing to be her devoted subject...

As expected of the male lead, he really knows how to bend and stretch.

She knew the reason.

Today she learned from Junze that he ordered General Meng to hand over the traitor within ten days. If he did, his family would be spared; otherwise, the Meng family would be treated as fugitives and all of them would die.

Ten days can feel both long and short.

Current evidence points to Meng Zixu's mother being a spy, but he certainly can't believe it. However, if they can't find out who the real spy is, then if his mother doesn't die, the entire Meng family will either die or remain fugitives.

She was in charge of the case, and she was Junze's confidante, so asking her for help was the quickest way to resolve the issue.

Xia Xizhi looked at the person kneeling on one knee in front of her, lifted his chin with her fingertips, and curled her lips into a smile.

"My beloved subject... young general, being a male concubine isn't so easy. Is the unruly young general willing to lower himself?"

The term "male concubine" was used too bluntly. Meng Zixu's ears turned slightly red. He gently grasped Xia Xizhi's wrist, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, his tone firm.

"This humble general always keeps his word. Before the Prime Minister, I am neither arrogant nor unruly, but only obedient."

Xia Xizhi withdrew his hand, raised an eyebrow, stood up, took out the Silla letter from his pocket, and handed it to him.

"There's no need for male concubines. It would be a waste if the young general, who can single-handedly break through enemy lines and fight against a hundred men, became my male concubine. The young general's abilities will surely allow him to make a comeback. Just don't forget my kindness."

As soon as she left the palace today, she went home to retrieve the letter and put it on her person.

She had guessed that Meng Zixu would come looking for her, and she was just waiting for him. She just hadn't expected him to come so quickly.

Fortunately, after her constant crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide, Junze finally agreed to let her leave the palace to sleep for a few days; otherwise, it's unknown when the letter would have been sent.

Meng Zixu paused, opened the letter, and his expression suddenly changed.

.......

Royal study room.

After Junze finished reviewing the memorials, he stood up. With a gesture, a bodyguard dressed in black quickly landed in front of him.

Thinking of Xia Xizhi, Junze's eyes were full of doting affection.

She absolutely refused to stay in the palace to sleep, and wouldn't let him touch her. Looking at her dark circles under her eyes, he couldn't bear it.

Fine, let her go back and get a good night's sleep for a few nights.

She didn't want to confront him, and he didn't want to pressure her; they'd take it slow. Revealing everything at once might scare her.

If she's willing to dress as a man and become prime minister, then let her continue. He'll pretend he doesn't know anything for now.

If she were truly confined to the harem, this little troublemaker would probably go mad.

"What did Prime Minister Xia do after leaving the palace? Did he sleep?" Junze asked, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

The guard immediately replied,

"Your Majesty, after leaving the palace, Prime Minister Xia returned home to rest for a while before being invited by You Shen, the eldest grandson of the third branch of the Cheng'en Duke's family, to go boating on the lake. After the boating, You Shen gifted Prime Minister Xia a residence, and also gave him eight handsome young male prostitutes..."

Junze's eyes turned cold.

Did he refuse?

The bodyguard said, "Prime Minister Xia is having a great time."

Junze's face suddenly turned grim. He sneered and forced out a few words through gritted teeth, uttering each one slowly and deliberately.

"Bring her here now, immediately!"

The guard paused, puzzled.

"Didn't His Majesty say he would allow Prime Minister Xia to sleep outside the palace for a few days to relax? He seems quite relaxed now..."

"Relax?"

Junze gritted his teeth.

"She doesn't deserve it!"

He's determined to teach her a lesson tonight!

Let her learn a lesson she won't forget!

Crying won't help!

.......

"Your Majesty, are you going to force me?"

Xia Xi had just seen Meng Zixu off a second ago when she was captured by the secret guards and taken to the inner palace.

With her hands tied to the headboard, looking at Junze standing at the foot of the bed with his deep eyes and a face full of unease, she was extremely anxious and her mind was racing to come up with a solution.

It’s over!

This time, we're really going to be exposed...

If her true identity as a woman is exposed, she will no longer be able to serve as prime minister, and she will be unable to complete any of her subsequent tasks.

The only thing to do at this point is to pretend to cry. It might work, and it always works when she pretends to cry.

"Waaaaah... If Your Majesty forces me, I will hang myself in the Golden Palace tomorrow, waaaaah..."

Xia Xizhi's voice cracked with emotion in a second.

Junze took off his outer robe, tossed it aside, and sneered.

"Crying won't help. You were laughing so hard your teeth were showing when you saw the male prostitute's abs, why are you crying now?"

She's faking tears again.

Little liar.

All bark and no bite; not a single tear fell from their eyes.

Xia Xizhi said quickly,

"I didn't do anything, I just drank some wine and watched them dance and play music."

"What else do you want to do?"

As he spoke, Junze's last piece of clothing fell to the ground, his body filled with a gloomy aura that pressed down on her.

He leaned down and enveloped her beneath him, hooking his finger around her waist to loosen the sash, then his large hand reached out...

"Your Majesty! I really didn't intend to do anything..." Xia Xizhi panicked even more.

Junze's voice was hoarse and low.

"Be good, listen to me, or you'll be the one who suffers..."

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I know I was wrong. I promise I will never watch male prostitutes dance again."

Xia Xizhi couldn't stop it; tears welled up in her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled.

It's not that I'm scared, it's because I might lose the 100 million yuan prize!

Gan!

If we don't complete the task, all this work will have been for nothing!

Seeing Xia Xizhi's aggrieved and innocent eyes, and a few tears falling, Junze panicked for a moment and quickly kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes.

Then a deep sense of frustration and helplessness washed over me, and my chest felt tight and uncomfortable.

"All those male prostitutes are allowed, but I am not?"

"Does being with me make you this uncomfortable?"

Junze untied her wrists, hugged her, and patted her back.

"Alright, stop crying, I won't touch you anymore."

Xia Xizhi's tears stopped abruptly, and she blinked.

"Really?"

Junze glanced at her sly little eyes and pursed his lips.

Forget it.

Let him spoil him; he's the one who's indulging him.

I'll teach her a lesson next time.

He got up and carried her to the small couch by the window.

.......

In the latter half of the night, Xia Xizhi wanted to cry but had no tears.

My arms are so tired I can't lift them anymore...