Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

If the child saw that it was dressed as a woman, he would probably start crying again.

He chuckled softly, "So delicate."

The pampered person was sunbathing in the courtyard when the imperial physician, after taking their pulse, revealed a look of delight:

"Young master's illness is almost cured and no longer requires medication, but he still needs to take good care of himself. Young master, please do not trouble yourself with anything else."

Akahoshi toyed with a nine-linked ring in his hand and nodded casually, "Hmm."

Afu came out of the house, holding a pure white cloak in his hand: "Young master, this was sent by the Emperor. Please wear it."

Lying in a rocking chair, covered with a blanket, the late autumn sunlight filtered through layers of autumn leaves, dappling Akahoshi's body.

As the rocking chair swayed back and forth, Akahoshi closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how much time had passed, but I heard a steady breathing sound and the sound of pages turning beside me.

Chi Xing opened his eyes and saw Zhao Yuheng sitting upright, reviewing memorials. His serious demeanor seemed to have appeared in some small world before, and Chi Xing was stunned.

"You're awake? Afu said you're awake and want some water." Zhao Yuheng ordered someone to bring warm water.

Akahoshi took a sip: "Where's Afu?"

Zhao Yuheng spoke as if it were a trivial matter: "Men are not allowed in the harem, so he was probably taken to the castration room."

The sound of a teacup falling to the ground with a "clatter".

"What did you say? He's one of my men."

“Send someone to retrieve him; I will not allow him to be castrated.”

Zhao Yuheng gripped the calligraphy brush, feeling his imperial authority challenged, his eyes turning cold and calculating.

“Red Star, this is the imperial palace, he has no choice.”

Akahoshi threw out 250 to lead the way, then rushed toward the door.

Afu was a little beggar whom the original owner picked up and took in. He had served him diligently for so many years, how could he suffer like this?

With her wrist gripped, Akahoshi looked at Zhao Yuheng with icy eyes for the first time: "Let go."

Zhao Yuheng laughed in exasperation: "In this harem, besides you and me, there can be no third man."

After saying that, he suddenly grabbed Akahoshi and led him into the house.

Just as Akahoshi was about to use his divine power, 250 said: "No, Afu is alright."

Because he was walking too fast, Akahoshi stumbled and almost fell.

Zhao Yuheng caught him by the waist in time, lifted him up by the knees, and strode into the bedroom.

250: [Afu is imitating the way a young eunuch walks; he's probably, really, the only fake eunuch in this harem.]

Akahoshi:......

With a cold face, he punched Zhao Yuheng's firm chest muscles. To be honest, it felt really good.

The next instant, her eyes reddened, and Akahoshi gritted her teeth: "You tyrant."

"Haha." Zhao Yuheng suddenly laughed. He walked to the bedside, gently placed Chixing on the bed, and then pressed his upper body against Chixing.

With his hands on either side of Chi Xing's head, his voice was deep and resonant: "Has the Empress forgotten that the entire Eastern Qi Kingdom belongs to me, and so do you? You are but a mere eunuch, and I cannot make decisions for you?"

“He is a member of the Marquis’s household. If you don’t like seeing him, just send him away. Why humiliate him like this?”

Red Star spoke with bloodshot eyes, glaring fiercely at the tyrant.

Zhao Yuheng was displeased by the overly concerned tone in her voice. He pinched Chi Xing's cheek with one hand: "Does the Empress care about that person?"

"Could it be... that you..."

With a "smack," Chi Xing's hand landed on Zhao Yuheng's cheek, and his fair face immediately turned red.

Akahoshi stared in disbelief at her trembling hands, her voice a mixture of fear and stubbornness: "Your thoughts are filthy!"

After saying that, he dared not look at Zhao Yuheng again, nor did he dare to utter another word.

Zhao Yuheng's handsome face turned completely cold. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to slap him in the face.

"Now that the Empress is cured and has the strength to beat me, does that mean she also has the strength to serve me in bed?"

These words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth, making Akahoshi's heart tremble.

His eyes involuntarily reddened; his incontinence made him want to cry at any time.

Even at this moment, he felt a surge of emotion, a tightness in his lower abdomen, and tears welled up in his eyes.

So much so that everything he said sounded like he was in fear.

"Zhao Yuheng, if you dare to touch me, you will regret it."

The young playboy's voice trembled slightly, clearly showing extreme fear, yet he still feigned composure.

That's really hilarious.

Zhao Yuheng was aroused by his appearance and his body reacted first. Without thinking, he leaned down and kissed those two slightly cool lips.

With her hands on his chest, Akahoshi felt his rapid heartbeat, her eyes brightened instantly, and tears streamed down her face, no longer able to hold back.

With extreme restraint, Zhao Yuheng released his lips, the faint scent of Chinese medicine emanating from Chi Xing lingering in his nostrils.

She sighed, raised her hand to gently wipe away the string of tears, and said softly:

"Why are you crying? You hit me twice, and you're acting all wronged."

At the same time, Zhao Yuheng realized that his feelings for this young playboy were different, subconsciously, and he couldn't bear to hurt him.

The reason is unknown, but at this moment, he didn't want to see Akahoshi suffer, even if it was just tears, he would still feel sorry for her.

How could he have such an idea about an unfamiliar word?

Seeing that Chi Xing was crying so hard, Zhao Yuheng picked him up, let him lean on his shoulder, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

"Now that you're scared, how dare you lay a hand on me? Hmm?"

Akahoshi rolled her eyes inwardly: Who's afraid? If you're so capable, go ahead and do it. Whoever can't get out of bed will know.

"Alright, stop crying, your eyes hurt." Zhao Yuheng's voice was even softer than before.

With a red mark on his face, he sighed softly, put his arm around Akahoshi's neck, and brought his ear close to his.

Chi Xing heard him say, "I just sent him there according to procedure. He wasn't castrated. From now on, he'll be known as a eunuch."

Wiping away the tears on Chi Xing's face with his fingers, Zhao Yuheng looked up at him slightly: "However, you are my empress, and you should accept the fact that you will have to serve me in bed as soon as possible."

Akahoshi glared at him resentfully, insisting on her statement: "You'll regret this."

He will definitely not hold back and will make sure Zhao Yuheng is bedridden for three days.

250 chuckled: [Your Highness is acting again.]

Red Star: [It would be a waste not to use such a good physique. Besides, shouldn't Zhao Yuheng be beaten?]

He even felt the beating was too lenient, so naturally he couldn't forgive Zhao Yuheng so easily.

“Our Marquis’s family is poorly raised; Your Majesty should stay away from us.” Chi Xing brought up the old matter again.

Zhao Yuheng felt a pang of regret; he suddenly regretted what he had said earlier.

"I'm a tyrant, and I like people like you." After saying this, he paused for a moment.

Thinking to himself that this young rascal knew sorcery, he had only seen him once, yet he couldn't forget him and was even willing to say such absurd things.

However, once these words were spoken, Zhao Yuheng no longer concealed them, hooking his arm around Chixing's neck and demanding that he bow his head.

"Star."

Akahoshi sat on his lap, feeling his healthy physical condition. Just as their lips touched, Akahoshi reached out and pushed his face away.

"Does my right to like you mean I have to like you back just because you like me?"