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TEWRAWTEC CH 21
by jj.ssasipscoffeeChapter 21: Summoned by Murong Zichen
Yun Mingzhuo never had many friends to begin with, and now that rumors of his “rebellion” were circulating, plenty of people were eager to kick him while he was down. They couldn’t wait for Murong Zichen to toss him straight into the Cold Palace[1].
The gossip grew wilder by the day, spreading like wildfire through the inner court. Only now did Yun Mingzhuo truly understand the meaning of “disaster comes from the mouth.”
There was no way Mo Hua had leaked anything. Which meant… in his residence, only Ru Meng and Ru Yue could’ve done it. Yun Mingzhuo frowned deeply, his displeasure toward the two treacherous maids impossible to hide.
Not long after, as expected, Murong Zichen—having heard the rumors—summoned Yun Mingzhuo.
Before leaving, Yun Mingzhuo turned his cold gaze onto the two maids. His voice was sharp with an icy edge: “If anything happens to me, don’t think the two of you will get off easy.”
The message was clear: if Murong Zichen decided to punish him, he’d make sure those two women went down with him.
Ru Yue and Ru Meng turned pale.
They despised Yun Mingzhuo. That’s why they had been spreading rumors, doing everything they could to destroy his reputation.
Why should he, a lowly eunuch, receive the Emperor’s favor? Why should someone so beneath them be named a consort?
The truth was, they were jealous. Jealous that Yun Mingzhuo, an “incomplete man,” had soared to the top while they remained nothing more than nameless palace maids.
Mo Hua was worried.
“Consort, let me go with you,” he offered.
Yun Mingzhuo didn’t hesitate to refuse.
“No need. I’ll go alone.”
Murong Zichen was petty and vindictive. Yun Mingzhuo knew this meeting would likely end badly, and he didn’t want Mo Hua getting dragged into it.
But Mo Hua insisted.
“Consort, please let me come. I can protect you.”
“Mo Hua, don’t be reckless. I’m the Emperor’s consort. He won’t hurt me.”
Yeah right. That damned Emperor was so small-minded—if he saw Mo Hua, he’d probably accuse him of conspiring too!
Besides, Mo Hua still hadn’t fully recovered from his injuries. How could he possibly fight off the elite guards by Murong Zichen’s side?
When Yun Mingzhuo casually referred to himself as the Emperor’s consort, Mo Hua couldn’t help the bitterness rising in his chest.
Yun Mingzhuo had never acknowledged that title before!
Even if he knew he wasn’t worthy of Yun Mingzhuo, Mo Hua still felt a sense of unwillingness. To him, no one in the world was worthy of someone as elegant and otherworldly as Yun Mingzhuo—not even Murong Zichen!
In truth, the words “I’m the Emperor’s consort” had nearly made Yun Mingzhuo gag. But for Mo Hua’s peace of mind, he forced himself to say it.
And so, accompanied by the old eunuch, Yun Mingzhuo headed to Murong Zichen’s palace.
“Your Majesty, you’re so bad… mmm… stop it~!”
Before even stepping inside, Yun Mingzhuo could already hear all kinds of explicit, R-rated moaning from within.
Yun Mingzhuo: “…”
Broad daylight. Under heaven and earth. And Murong Zichen is out here just… getting it on?
How utterly enviable!
Yun Mingzhuo, who’d been single since birth and had never even touched a submissive lover, couldn’t help but feel that, compared to Murong Zichen, his life was depressingly bleak.
Murong Zichen might be the exalted Emperor, but he was only nineteen years old. Meanwhile, Yun Mingzhuo was twenty-nine! The injustice of it all gnawed at him.
Damn it! He was so jealous!
“Your Majesty, Consort Yun has arrived!” the old eunuch called from outside the hall.
“Mmn… aahh—ahh!”
The cries of the submissive lover inside—cough, sorry, his partner—were so loud they completely drowned out the eunuch’s shrill voice.
Feeling sorry for the poor old man, Yun Mingzhuo said, “It’s alright. I can wait until His Majesty finishes.”
The eunuch: “…Consort Yun is so… patient.”
“You flatter me,” Yun Mingzhuo replied smoothly, then unabashedly pressed his ear against the door, listening to the passionate cries inside.
How exciting~ Tsk tsk. If he weren’t a eunuch, he’d probably be burning up with desire by now.
Eyes lighting up with curiosity, Yun Mingzhuo exclaimed, “Wow~ I didn’t know His Majesty had such stamina! And the little sub inside really knows how to scream!”
The eunuch: “……”
Consort Yun was currently under suspicion for treason, and yet instead of being terrified by the imperial summons, he was here eavesdropping on the Emperor’s sex life with such fascination? This… this was truly beyond the old eunuch’s expectations.
(To be continued…)
Footnotes:
- Cold Palace: refers to a secluded section of the palace where disfavored consorts or nobles were confined, often without the emperor’s attention or care. In modern usage, it metaphorically represents being ostracized, sidelined, or stripped of power and influence. ↑