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TEWRAWTEC CH 41
by jj.ssasipscoffeeChapter 41: Swallowed the Pregnancy Pill
Meanwhile—Yun Mingzhuo had gone to see Consort Hua, leaving Mo Hua behind to guard Qiangxiang Palace. Unfortunately, this gave Murong Zichen the perfect opportunity to make his move.
Mo Hua was pinned to the ground by two guards.
“Your Majesty, what is the meaning of this?”
Although Mo Hua was skilled in martial arts, he was no match for the imperial experts within the palace.
“The meaning? You—just a lowly guard—dared to harbor impure thoughts toward my beloved consort, and on top of that, you broke Shang Xuan’s heart. Tell me, shouldn’t you be put to death?”
Murong Zichen’s eyes glinted with a vicious, bloodthirsty light.
“Yes, this subordinate does indeed like the Consort,” Mo Hua admitted without evasion, “but I have never done anything to harm Consort Shang.”
“Consort Shang?” Murong Zichen’s lips twisted into a mocking smile. “And what do you take Ah Xuan for?”
Shang Xuan had cared deeply for him, yet this fool clearly didn’t return his feelings.
“To this subordinate,” Mo Hua said firmly, “Consort Shang is like a younger brother. I harbor no other intentions toward him. I ask Your Majesty to see clearly.”
“Younger brother?” Murong Zichen sneered. “Truly fitting—you and Yun Fei even speak alike.”
Previously, Yun Mingzhuo had told him the same thing—that he only regarded Mo Hua as a younger brother, that there was nothing improper between them. And now, Mo Hua used that same “excuse” to reject Shang Xuan.
“Ah-Xuan doesn’t need a brother,” Murong Zichen said coldly, eyes slanting downward with a dangerous gleam. “He has only ever had one brother—” he paused, voice low and cutting, “and that is me.”
***
When Yun Mingzhuo returned, Murong Zichen had already left Qiangxiang Palace.
“Mo Hua? What happened?”
Seeing him so disheveled, Yun Mingzhuo rushed to help him up and check for injuries.
Mo Hua’s eyes were hollow, his expression dazed. It took him a long while before he shook his head and murmured, “I’m fine.”
Fine? Impossible! Yun Mingzhuo quickly guessed who was behind this.
“His Majesty came by, didn’t he?”
Mo Hua gritted his teeth and nodded.
“That damn Emperor,” Yun Mingzhuo cursed under his breath, “he really must be sick in the head—always looking for trouble!”
Mo Hua lowered his gaze as the events replayed vividly in his mind.
Murong Zichen had revealed Shang Xuan’s true identity to him, saying that Shang Xuan had suffered greatly since childhood. He demanded that Mo Hua obey and leave Yun Mingzhuo to serve Shang Xuan instead.
Mo Hua was shocked to learn that Shang Xuan was of royal blood. But once he recovered from his surprise, he firmly refused.
Defying the Emperor’s command was equivalent to treason—and should have cost him his life. However, since Shang Xuan fancied him, Murong Zichen had decided to spare his life.
From the Emperor’s tone, Mo Hua understood that Murong Zichen wanted him to “pair” with Shang Xuan. So he coldly replied, “Your Majesty, even if you force me, I will never marry Shang Xuan.”
Murong Zichen laughed, a sharp and derisive sound. “Marry Shang Xuan? Ha! You really have some nerve for a lowly guard. You, marry him?”
“Then… what does Your Majesty mean?”
Murong Zichen’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “Naturally, I intend to reward you to Ah Xuan—as his concubine.”
“What—?!”
Mo Hua’s pupils dilated in shock, disbelief washing over him.
Was this some kind of sick joke? How could he possibly become Shang Xuan’s concubine?!
“That’s impossible!” Mo Hua gritted his teeth. Marrying Shang Xuan was one thing—but being forced to submit beneath him? That was utterly unthinkable.
“Possible or not,” Murong Zichen said darkly, “isn’t for you to decide.”
Though Mo Hua’s status was low, his spirit remained unyielding. Murong Zichen had expected his refusal—and that was why he had prepared something in advance.
He ordered his men to force-feed Mo Hua a pregnancy pill.
Mo Hua loved Yun Mingzhuo, and the only way to make him give up that love… was to make him become just like Yun Mingzhuo.
(To be continued…)
T/N: Murong Zichen, you absolute deranged tyrant! How dare you force Mo Hua to drink that pregnancy pill?! Can this man get any worse? He’s completely out of his mind! ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭