A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

His eyes were wide open as he glared angrily at Qin Zijian, who was still struggling in front of him.

He suddenly thrust both hands forward.

He held Qin Zijian's body tightly, using all his strength to trap him in his arms.

"What husband? What kind of husband is He Louxiong to you!"

Qin Zijian, listen to me carefully!

You are my lawfully wedded wife, the one I formally married and welcomed into my home after bowing to heaven and earth! I am your husband!

Gao Hao roared through gritted teeth, his voice echoing throughout the palace.

"You're not! You're definitely not! Don't touch me!!!"

Qin Zijian screamed in terror.

Her body twisted and struggled incessantly, trying to break free from Gao Hao's restraints, but all her efforts were in vain.

Gao Hao, however, did not care at all whether Qin Zijian was willing or not, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him who pleased him.

Once he sets his sights on someone, regardless of whether the other person is willing or not, that person can only obediently belong to him alone.

Gao Hao reached out a hand and clamped Qin Zijian's chin, forcing him to raise his head and face him.

At the same time, with his other hand, he quickly picked up the bowl of scalding hot porridge and poured it into Qin Zijian's mouth without hesitation.

Despite Qin Zijian's tightly closed lips and desperate resistance, Gao Hao's strength was simply too great for her to resist.

Gradually, some porridge dripped down Qin Zijian's lips, soaking his collar.

However, Gao Hao showed no sign of stopping and stubbornly continued to pour porridge into the bowl.

It was as if this compulsive affection was being stubbornly poured into Qin Zijian's body.

Qin Zijian's neck was scalded and turned red. He waved his hand and knocked over the porridge.

The scalding hot porridge spilled all over Gao Hao, burning him so much that he instinctively pushed Qin Zijian away.

Qin Zijian was thrown to the side, his forehead slamming hard against the bedpost.

"Well…"

Qin Zijian groaned, a sharp pain shooting through his forehead.

A warm liquid quickly flowed down his eyelashes, and the blood flowed down his dry lips.

Qin Zijian subconsciously licked it, and the sweet, fishy taste instantly filled his mouth.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had returned to a few days ago, the wind still carrying that scent.

My stomach churned, and I gagged several times while holding onto the edge of the bed, but nothing came out.

Another sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, and cold sweat mixed with bright red blood dripped all over the bed.

When Gao Hao saw blood flowing from Qin Zijian's forehead, his frenzied energy vanished instantly.

Gao Hao was terrified by this sudden turn of events.

He rushed forward and, with trembling hands, helped Qin Zijian up.

He quickly raised his right hand and pressed it tightly against the bleeding wound on Qin Zijian's forehead.

At this moment, Gao Hao cried out anxiously, "Zijian... how are you? Are you alright?"

Qin Zijian seemed not to hear, only clutching his stomach tightly, his face turning extremely pale.

Clenching their teeth, they remained silent, using silence to confront everything that was happening before them.

Seeing Qin Zijian like this, Gao Hao's heart broke.

He was momentarily at a loss, then suddenly turned around and angrily rebuked the palace servants who were standing there dumbfounded.

"What are you all standing here for?! Go and fetch the imperial physician!!!"

Upon hearing the emperor's roar, the palace servants snapped out of their daze and hurriedly ran to find the imperial physician.

Gao Hao carefully held Qin Zijian in his arms.

He pressed his clothes against the wound on Qin Zijian's forehead, trying to stop the continuous flow of blood.

He kept mumbling in his mouth.

"Zijian, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so reckless..."

Just then, Qin Zijian slightly opened his eyes, his expression filled with resentment.

He used all his strength to push away Gao Hao's hand, which was tightly gripping his, with disgust.

"You...you should kill me...otherwise, one day I will definitely kill you with my own hands to avenge my husband!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Hao's expression instantly froze on his face, as if he had been struck by an invisible lightning bolt.

The anger that had just subsided surged back up like a raging tide, uncontrollable.

He felt as if countless steel needles were throbbing wildly in his temples.

A sharp, throbbing pain shot through his head, a pain so intense it felt like it was about to burst through his skull.

His hands gripped Qin Zijian's frail shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to crush his bones.

Qin Zijian merely glanced at him sideways, revealing a disdainful smirk.

The laughter sounded particularly harsh, like a sharp sword piercing Gao Hao's heart.

"Gao Hao, you are not worthy to be compared with my husband!"

You keep mentioning that we were married, but we've never met before. Don't you find that ridiculous?

As for why I married my husband, wasn't it all your doing?

Those who love it will find it suitable for home and family; those who don't will abandon it and let it drift away with the current.

Since you didn't like me in the first place, why force me to stay now?

In the end, you're nothing more than a thief.

If you stay in the shadows and cannot see the light of day, you will drag others down into the abyss.

So what if you're the emperor? In my eyes, you're not even worth a single finger of my husband!

These words, each one a piercing blow, were like sharp blades, slashing viciously down upon Gao Hao.

Fresh blood mixed with chunks of flesh was forcibly ripped from the body, the pain penetrating deep into the bone marrow.

Gao Hao gripped Qin Zijian's shoulders tightly with both hands, the force so great that it seemed he wanted to crush the other's bones.

"Good...good good!!! I've actually become a thief? This is wonderful!"

Gao Hao roared furiously, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his back teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding together, as if he wanted to tear Qin Zijian to pieces.

"Originally, I took great care of you and showed you affection in every way because of your frail health."

I never imagined you would have the strength to oppose me!

"Since that's the case, it seems you don't need my pity anymore!"

With one thought of hatred, a million barriers are opened.

Gao Hao felt as if he had drunk the strongest liquor in the world, lost his way in the wind and snow, and could no longer find his way back.

As Qin Zijian watched Gao Hao approach, a sense of fear welled up inside him.

He involuntarily retreated, blood still flowing from the wound on his forehead, looking quite pitiful.

In a panic, Qin Zijian reached out and tried to grab the blanket from the side.

But before he could make a move, Gao Hao roughly grabbed his hands.

Qin Zijian looked at Gao Hao with a hint of despair in his eyes and shook his head frantically.

"Don't come any closer! I...please, don't come any closer..."

Gao Hao suddenly exerted force with both hands, locking Qin Zijian firmly beneath him.

Qin Zijian was pinned down and unable to move. The other man was like a madman, completely ignoring his struggles.

"No!! Gao Hao, please, please let me go!!"

Qin Zijian screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with fear and despair.

Tears welled up in her eyes like a burst dam, sliding down her cheeks and wetting her clothes.

However, Gao Hao acted as if he hadn't heard a word and ignored Qin Zijian's desperate pleas.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in his own world of desire.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.

It was as if he had transformed into a ferocious beast driven by primal desires.

His heart was filled with nothing but endless desires.

"what!!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream pierced the air and echoed from inside the hall.

The screams were like a sharp sword piercing the heart, sending chills down one's spine.