TEWRAWTEC CH 3

Chapter 3: If You Don’t Kiss Me, I’ll Cut Off Your Hands

Although Yun Mingzhuo certainly thought all of that, there was no way he could actually say it out loud. Instead, he lowered his eyes and pitifully said, “Your servant didn’t… really, your servant didn’t. Last night, your servant was confused and acted without thinking. I beg Your Majesty to spare this wretched life.”

If it were the original owner of the body, he would’ve already offered Murong Zichen his sweet kisses without hesitation. But Yun Mingzhuo was different—he and Murong Zichen were both <strong>1s</strong> ^[1]Being all lovey-dovey with another top? Just thinking about it gave him goosebumps.

Murong Zichen’s expression darkened as he snapped, “Don’t play this hard-to-get act with Us! Move your hands—unless you want Us to cut them off!”

He might not have thought much of this little eunuch, but that didn’t mean he would tolerate being rejected.

Yun Mingzhuo: “…” Uhh… isn’t that a bit much? They hadn’t even brushed their teeth yet! Exchanging saliva like this felt way too unsanitary. Besides, this wasn’t him playing hard-to-get—he just genuinely didn’t want to kiss Murong Zichen!

“It seems you really don’t want to keep those hands of yours.” Murong Zichen narrowed his eyes dangerously, like he might really chop off Yun Mingzhuo’s hands the very next second.

Yun Mingzhuo could feel the temperature in the room drop. He gulped and slowly lowered his hands, on the verge of tears.

“Your servant knows he was wrong… Please don’t cut off my hands.”

After all, for a man who had been single for 29 years, his five fingers were sacred! Sure, he was technically a eunuch now, but even thinking about having his hands chopped off was horrifying—not to mention how painful and gory it would be.

Hiss~ Just imagining it gave him chills.

Clenching his teeth, Yun Mingzhuo shut his eyes and reluctantly pressed his lips against Murong Zichen’s.

The emperor wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed him roughly, his lips crushing against Yun Mingzhuo’s soft ones with domineering force.

Murong Zichen’s personality was clearly overbearing—he was controlling even in a kiss. Yun Mingzhuo could barely breathe under his aggressive lips…

Even so, he clenched his fists and suppressed the overwhelming urge to punch Murong Zichen square in the face.

The saying goes: When two tops meet, one must become a bottom. As a fellow top, Yun Mingzhuo naturally wanted to go head-to-head with Murong Zichen—but…Compared to him, Yun Mingzhuo now was completely and utterly pathetic.

A eunuch. Impotent. Short. Skinny…

All signs pointed to a painful truth Yun Mingzhuo couldn’t ignore—He had become a total shou, and not just any shou, but a eunuch who could never reclaim his former… glory.

…This was too much.

Yun Mingzhuo was starting to suffocate. He knew he needed to breathe, but his brain short-circuited from the panic, and for a moment, he forgot how to do even that.

“Mm…”

If the original body’s owner died from being too excited, then Yun Mingzhuo was sure he’d die from being kissed to death…

Karma, huh? He’d laughed at the guy for dying in such a ridiculous way—and now he was about to become entry number two in the Guinness Book of “Most Absurd Deaths in History.”

Thankfully, just when he thought his name was about to be immortalized in tragic comedy, Murong Zichen finally let go.

“Hah… hah… hah…” He gasped for breath, his face flushed bright red. Still, he forced out a trembling, polite response:

“Th-thank you, Your Majesty, for your… favor.”

Yes. As a lowly servant, being “favored” by his master meant he should be grateful… Ugh—bullsh*t!

If he didn’t say something like that, this damn emperor might just chop off his head!

Murong Zichen waved a hand dismissively.

“You may leave.”

The taste wasn’t bad. Too bad he was a eunuch—otherwise, Murong Zichen might’ve really added him to his harem.

“Your servant will take his leave.” Yun Mingzhuo bowed respectfully, put his clothes back on, and practically scrambled out of the chamber on hands and knees.

(To be continued…)