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TEWRAWTEC CH 11
by jj.ssasipscoffeeChapter 11: Bestowed the Title of Imperial Consort
The sound of Yun Mingzhuo’s sobs echoed unceasingly from inside the palace.
As some freshly bathed male consorts passed by, their faces were full of contempt and disdain.
“How disgusting.”
“He’s so calculating. A eunuch actually managed to gain His Majesty’s favor?”
Most of the palace’s male consorts were born into noble families with prestigious backgrounds. Of course, there were also a few who had been found among the common folk and presented to Murong Zichen by his ministers. Each had powerful backers behind them, and naturally, they looked down on someone like Yun Mingzhuo—who had used petty tricks to catch Murong Zichen’s attention.
Shang Xuan bit his lip, glancing worriedly toward the inner chambers. After hesitating for a moment, he straightened his collar and walked over.
“This time Royal Brother really went too far. Why didn’t you say something to him?” Shang Xuan said indignantly to the old eunuch.
“Your humble servant is just a lowly attendant—I wouldn’t dare interfere. If the Second Prince has anything to say, he should tell His Majesty himself.”
“Should I go now?”
“It would be better… after His Majesty has finished.” The old eunuch offered his advice respectfully.
***
It turned out Shang Xuan was Murong Zichen’s long-lost younger brother—the Second Prince of the Northern Kingdom.
When Shang Xuan was just four years old, enemies infiltrated the palace and kidnapped him. The late emperor sent out a search party for the young prince, but it ended in vain.
Years passed, and Murong Zichen eventually believed his younger brother had already perished. He gave up the search—until one day, while strolling through the imperial gardens, he happened upon a boy who bore a striking resemblance to their late mother.
Upon Murong Zichen’s inquiry, he learned that the boy’s name was Shang Xuan, a courtesan gifted to him by a high-ranking official. However, Murong Zichen had many such consorts and hadn’t paid him any particular attention.
Reportedly, Shang Xuan’s adoptive parents had sold him to the court official to repay gambling debts.
Shang Xuan was delicate and beautiful, and since the emperor favored men, the official had purchased him specifically to present as a tribute to Murong Zichen.
Shang Xuan had always been obedient and quiet, never seeking favor nor stirring conflict in the harem, which earned him a good reputation among the palace attendants.
After a thorough investigation, Murong Zichen finally confirmed Shang Xuan’s background.
Overjoyed, he wanted to acknowledge him. However, Shang Xuan, accustomed to a peaceful life and content with his current situation—having made some close friends in the harem—hoped that Murong Zichen would keep it secret for now.
Although reluctant, Murong Zichen agreed to his request.
“Royal Brother is such a lecher. Fanfan already said he wouldn’t pursue him anymore, but Royal Brother still forced himself on him!”
“Your Highness, you mustn’t say such things. Serving His Majesty is Eunuch Yun’s honor.”
“Rubbish! Royal Brother clearly only did it because Fanfan is good-looking. He let his lust get the better of him and forced himself on him!”
Shang Xuan pouted angrily, complaining to the elderly eunuch about his brother’s behavior.
***
The palace was shrouded in an air of springtime indulgence.
Tears shimmered in Yun Mingzhuo’s eyes as he wept softly. Though he had always been strong-willed and proud, the pain had finally broken his defenses—he had cried through the entire night.
The jade plug had long since been removed, but things were far from over.
His original body had been frail to begin with and simply couldn’t endure Murong Zichen’s violence.
“It hurts… Please, don’t…”
Yun Mingzhuo pushed against his chest, resisting with trembling hands.
Murong Zichen saw Yun Mingzhuo resisting and grew displeased. Without a second thought, he dislocated both of Yun Mingzhuo’s hands.
The pitiful Yun Mingzhuo fainted from the pain—only to be forcefully awakened again by Murong Zichen.
That feeling of being worse than dead pushed Yun Mingzhuo to the brink of collapse. He even wished he could smash his head against the wall and end it all…
By the next morning, Murong Zichen was nowhere to be seen.
Yun Mingzhuo’s wrists and ankles had been wrapped in white gauze, and many of the marks on his body had already faded.
“Consort, is Your Grace feeling any discomfort?”
The imperial physician stood behind the screen, asking respectfully.
C-Consort…?
When Yun Mingzhuo heard that title, he almost passed out from sheer rage.
(To be continued…)
T/L: I swear, Murong Zichen is the worst. What he did to Yun Mingzhou is unforgivable! He’s not just a red flag—he’s the whole damn parade. Scumbag doesn’t even begin to cover it. I’m so pissed off I had to take a break while translating this part. 🚩( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)💢