Chapter 26

Last night, the two of them were busy until midnight, and Ye Baixiao almost didn’t sleep all night. He got up early to attend court, then came back to help Xie Fuyi clean up. By midday, he was exhausted, so he simply held Xie Fuyi and fell asleep together.

…

As the sky gradually darkened, evening approached.

Xie Fuyi slowly opened his eyes, the fever had subsided, and apart from feeling a bit weak, he was fine.

He turned his head and looked at the man sleeping beside him. Ye Baixiao was indeed very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips as sharp as a sword’s edge, which added a touch of coldness to his demeanor. At this moment, his large iron-like hands were wrapped around Xie Fuyi’s waist, and he wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

Xie Fuyi couldn’t help but feel emotional. Why did he always end up spending his days in the imperial bed whenever he encountered the protagonist?

Now that his body had recovered, it was time to embark on some daring endeavors!

He couldn’t believe that Ye Baixiao, who had been on the battlefield for years, could sleep so deeply.

The young emperor stared at the man beside him, his black eyes fluctuating between light and darkness, eventually turning to resentment, clearly thinking about the actions and humiliations from last night!

He slowly reached out and picked up a hairpin used to tie up hair from the bedside, and the next moment, the sharp hairpin flashed with a silver light as it viciously stabbed Ye Baixiao’s neck!

But just as the sharp hairpin was about half an inch away from his neck, the man, who clearly had his eyes closed, accurately caught the hairpin between his two fingers.

With a gentle squeeze, the hairpin flew out, and then Ye Baixiao grabbed Xie Fuyi’s wrist with both hands, flipping him over and pinning him beneath him. His long and powerful thighs forced their way between Xie Fuyi’s legs, forcibly subduing the struggling man. He looked down at him with a smile that was not a smile and said, “Doesn’t Your Majesty understand the concept of repaying kindness? I took care of you all morning and helped you with your fever.”

Perhaps no one had ever dared to press the emperor down on the dragon bed like this before. Xie Fuyi’s angry eyes turned red as if they were about to spew fire, glaring at him with sarcasm, “Shameless scoundrel! It was all your fault that I got a fever, Ye Bai Xiao. I told you, I would kill you! If not this time, then next time!”

See that? He only wants to kill you, the malicious emperor! Quickly give him this cannon fodder ending!

Ye Baixiao looked at him. Although there was a smile on his lips, the smile in his eyes had disappeared. “Your Majesty, why are you so heartless? After all, we are husband and wife for a day. It seems that my service to you last night wasn’t satisfactory enough…”

“Shut up!”

He said these words clearly to humiliate Xie Fuyi. Xie Fuyi’s chest heaved with anger, gritting his teeth, “Ye Baixiao, you’d better kill me. Otherwise, you will pay the price for what you’ve done today!”

The angry young emperor’s eyes were red at the corners, but his pitch-black eyes contained a layer of icy coldness, beautiful yet sharp and lively.

Ye Baixiao’s heart stirred as he looked at him. The truth was, no matter who saw him in this state, he wouldn’t be able to bear killing him, he just wanted to hide…

Ye Baixiao smirked, his voice hoarse, “Your Majesty is right. Since I took such a big risk to keep you by my side, I should reap some benefits now, shouldn’t I?”

As his words fell, slender fingers slowly slid from Xie Fuyi’s seductive lips down to the rolling Adam’s apple, the trembling chest…

Xie Fuyi was shaking with anger. He forcefully broke free from the other’s grip and then with a crisp sound, he slapped Ye Baixiao across the face.

The sound was so loud, indicating the force used.

Even Ye Baixiao, who had been fighting for years, had a few fingerprints on his face. For a moment, he stood there as if he hadn’t reacted.

Ye Baixiao had lived for so long, let alone being slapped, he rarely even got hit. No matter where he was, he had always been the strongest.

It wasn’t until his cheeks stung painfully that he regained his senses. His aura suddenly turned cold, his dark eyes terrifyingly deep. “No one has ever dared to hit me.”

Xie Fuyi’s fair fingers still felt numb. Facing Ye Baixiao’s frightening gaze, he stubbornly refused to give in. “I hit you, so what? What else do you dare?”

The young emperor really knew how to provoke! Ye Baixiao felt a lump in his chest, unable to release his frustration, yet reluctant to lay a hand on this face. He loosened and clenched his fists, his eyes as dark as a cold abyss. “It seems Your Majesty still has plenty of energy, so let’s do something else.”

With icy words, he effortlessly flipped Xie Fuyi onto the bed by grasping his waist.

“What are you doing?” Xie Fuyi panicked. This position felt too insecure. “Stop it! Get off…”

The tall man pressed down on him, disregarding Xie Fuyi’s struggles. He remained unmoved, as solid as a rock.

Perhaps seeing Xie Fuyi’s pale complexion softened Ye Baixiao’s heart, and he unconsciously reassured, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.”

Xie Fuyi’s body stiffened.

In the end, he could only tremble under the covers, allowing himself to be bullied, his delicate butterfly-like bones trembling as if about to take flight.

…

It was unclear how much time had passed when suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door, as if someone was trying to barge in.

“Who goes there?” Ye Baixiao’s guard intercepted the two individuals in front of him.

Zhang Xinyue, the beauty who had accompanied Xie Fuyi in the main hall, brought a palace maid carrying a food box to pay a visit. She glanced at the new guard in front of her and pursed her lips. “This palace is under Mistress Zhang Xinyue of Biwu Pavilion. I heard that the Emperor is ill, so I specially made some nourishing chicken soup to see the Emperor.”

The attendant remained expressionless. “Leave the chicken soup, the Emperor is not seeing anyone at the moment.”

Zhang Xinyue hesitated. She had heard that the Emperor fell ill this morning, and General Ye Baixiao had been summoned as the new regent.

The guards around the Emperor’s sleeping quarters had been replaced, and Qinghe Palace eunuch was not in the palace…

There were obvious problems here, but both inside and outside the palace feared Ye Baixiao, so no one dared to resist.

She remembered the gentle side of the new Emperor that night and worried about him, so she disregarded everything to come and check, just wanting to confirm if the Emperor…

“Your Majesty, are you feeling any better? I made some chicken soup to visit you!” Zhang Xinyue suddenly shouted loudly towards the room.

There was silence all around. She looked through the guard towards the room, where the dim candlelight flickered, but there was no response.

“What are you shouting for? The Emperor is busy. Go back first, won’t you?” The other guard was startled. Even though everyone knew what was going on, they couldn’t expose it openly. He hurriedly tried to send her back to the palace.

These people exuded an aura of having truly been on the battlefield, and Zhang Xinyue was somewhat afraid, but she still bravely rebuked, “How dare you! A mere guard dares to disrespect this palace? Since the Emperor hasn’t spoken, who are you to be rude to me? I must see the Emperor.”

The guard couldn’t help but hesitate. He wasn’t afraid of the young Emperor, but he couldn’t predict General Ye Baixiao’s intentions, so he didn’t dare to act rashly.

Moreover, with the noises that came from inside earlier, he didn’t dare to go in and report.

For a while, the situation was deadlocked, and nobody knew what to do.

Meanwhile, inside the room, it was unbearably hot.

Mist filled the air within the covers, and the heat was overwhelming.

Xie Fuyi and Ye Baixiao could clearly hear the conversation outside.

Xie Fuyi bit the corner of the blanket, controlling himself, not making a sound, fearing that any tremble in his voice would be heard outside.

Ye Baixiao lay on his sweaty back, his fingers on slippery skin everywhere.

But as he listened to the voices outside, an inexplicable discomfort filled his heart. “The Emperor’s consort has arrived. Why not invite her in and taste her cooking?”

No!

Xie Fuyi immediately turned to look at him, his eyes widened, and he bit his lip, shaking his head vigorously, his watery eyes filled with pleading.

Ye Baixiao was taken aback. It was the first time he had seen the defiant young emperor, full of sarcasm, show such vulnerability in his eyes. His heart was filled with both satisfaction and discomfort.

“Is Your Majesty afraid she’ll see you in this sorry state? Being touched by a man so casually turns you into this…”

Xie Fuyi’s eyes were red with anger. He wanted to curse, but he was worried about being heard outside, so he restrained himself.

His tense nerves mixed with stimulation, he whispered, “Don’t let anyone in, make her leave…”

Ye Baixiao tightened his grip, saying lightly, “Then, Your Majesty should know what to do at tomorrow’s court?”

Xie Fuyi was stunned. It turned out the other party still wanted him to publicly decree, so he wouldn’t be seen as illegitimate.

Xie Fuyi: Speechless… Going through all this trouble just to become the regent. If you asked him to abdicate the throne, he would agree immediately.

The young emperor remained stubborn, silent without speaking.

“In that case, let’s leave now.” Ye Baixiao pretended to pick him up and move towards the exit.

Xie Fuyi’s nervous face turned pale, and he hastily said, “Wait!”

“Hmm?” Ye Baixiao’s tone rose slightly, carrying an implicit threat.

Xie Fuyi remained silent for a while before reluctantly conceding, “I… agree.”