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TEWRAWTEC CH 29
by jj.ssasipscoffeeChapter 29: Provocation
At the last possible moment, Mo Hua rushed forward and caught Shang Xuan.
“Young Master!”
Seeing that Shang Xuan was unharmed, the group of attendants let out a collective sigh of relief.
Although Shang Xuan had never received Murong Zichen’s favor, Murong Zichen still treated him very well. If anything had happened to Shang Xuan, there was no way Murong Zichen would let the servants attending him off lightly.
“Hey, let go of our young master!”
“Yeah! Don’t think you can take advantage of him like that!”
Seeing Mo Hua still holding Shang Xuan, the attendants began to hurl sharp accusations.
Mo Hua, as Yun Mingzhou’s personal guard—and rumored to have an illicit relationship with the imperial consort—had a rather terrible reputation within the palace.
Expressionless, Mo Hua gave a brief, “Oh,” before pushing the boy in his arms away.
He had just saved someone out of good will, and yet these people were treating him like a pervert trying to take advantage of someone? Ridiculous!
Shang Xuan glanced at the handsome young man and couldn’t help but scold his servants, “He just saved me! What are you yelling at him for?”
Mo Hua shot a cold glance at the group of attendants who didn’t know right from wrong. Without waiting for Shang Xuan to say anything else, he turned and silently walked away.
In truth, Mo Hua had no fondness for any of the male consorts in the harem. Saving Shang Xuan had just been an instinctive reaction.
“That’s him, Young Master—Mo Hua! Consort Yun adulterous lover!”
“You mustn’t be fooled by his honest-looking face. He’s rotten to the core!”
Several of the attendants continued brainwashing Shang Xuan, righteously denouncing how scandalous Mo Hua and Yun Mingzhuo were.
Shang Xuan frowned and said, “Regardless of what kind of person he is, he still saved me.”
He wanted to thank Mo Hua—but to his surprise, Mo Hua was nowhere to be found.
A strange emptiness suddenly bloomed in Shang Xuan’s chest.
***
Later on, after Yun Mingzhuo was examined by the imperial physician, it was confirmed—he was indeed pregnant.
The news hit Yun Mingzhuo like a bolt from the blue. He couldn’t believe there was actually a little life growing inside him.
No… no way!
Although he’d been praying hard to all the gods and deities, considering how “active” he and Murong Zichen had been lately, it would’ve been more surprising if he wasn’t pregnant.
“Congratulations, Your Grace!”
“Consort Yun, now that you’re carrying the imperial heir, surely no one else can contend for the position of Head Consort!”
More and more people began trying to curry favor with Yun Mingzhuo.
Everyone thought Yun Mingzhuo had finally climbed high—but little did they know, he was merely a pawn in Murong Zichen’s game.
“Consort, please sit down and rest for a while.” Seeing how uneasy Yun Mingzhuo was as he paced around, Mo Hua couldn’t help but gently lift him and place him on a chair.
Pregnant men tended to grow weaker, and Mo Hua was terribly worried that Yun Mingzhuo might end up disturbing the fetus.
Clenching his fists, Yun Mingzhuo growled in frustration, “I’m a man! Why the hell am I carrying Murong Zichen’s child?!”
“Consort, the child is innocent.” Even though Mo Hua deeply resented Murong Zichen for defiling someone as elegant and pure as Yun Mingzhuo, he still hoped Yun Mingzhuo wouldn’t take it out on the baby.
“I know.” Yun Mingzhuo did understand the child was innocent—but he still couldn’t fully come to terms with it.
Since news of Yun Mingzhuo’s pregnancy spread, Murong Zichen assigned several close attendants and bodyguards to care for him.
Life had become more leisurely—but one day, an unexpected guest appeared in his chambers.
“Consort Qin, what brings you here?” Yun Mingzhuo had always liked pretty bottoms, but Qin Yansheng just didn’t do it for him. He found him a bit fake—and lately, Yun Mingzhuo was too annoyed to flirt with anyone anyway.
Qin Yansheng smiled with a face as harmless as a little white flower. Blinking his large eyes, he said, “His Majesty told me that you’re carrying our child, so I came to check in on you, Consort Yun.”
That “our” clearly referred to Murong Zichen and Qin Yansheng.
(To be continued…)