The sweet scent penetrated into the youth’s nasal cavity, in the dark his body was stretched open by a heated object. The thrilling pleasure caused low moans to escape uncontrollably. Before he could absorb the huge amount of information in his mind, he sank into the boundless pleasure.
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Behind the sheer golden curtains, the youth’s peerless appearance was faintly discernible, resembling a sleeping angel. No one who saw him for the first time would connect him to the devil on the tongues of the people of Qing Dynasty.
Qin Ye dragged his bruised body and stood up expressionlessly, looking at the sleeping person on the bed his eyes flashed with a ruthless light. Naked, he walked into the huge bath behind the crown prince’s palace, completely ignoring the severe pain caused by the hideous wounds on his body.
Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, and a blue-clothed girl with her head lowered said respectfully: “Your Highness, this slave will help you dress.”
Su Mu nodded calmly, and got up from the enormous bed made of pure gold. Looking at this room where even the floor and roof were inlaid with gold, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly but subtly.
The blue-clothed maid quickly dressed Su Mu. During the whole time, she never once looked up. She recalled a few days ago the maid whose eyeballs were gouged out because she dared to look at the Crown Prince and couldn’t help feeling icy cold all over. For fear of inadvertently offending this death god, her movements became even more careful.
Su Mu could understand Yuzhu’s fear. The fact that she could at least behave this calmly on the surface when in the presence of a twisted serial killer like Su Mochi, Su Mu had nothing but admiration.
But now that he has become the mentioned twisted serial killer, Su Mu sighed in his heart, it was indeed a blessing and a curse.
In order to compensate him, the owner of the car who hit and killed him in his previous life sent him into this time and space. He had thought that he could start a new and beautiful life, and was not expecting to face a new crisis every step of the way!
Thinking of this, Su Mu’s eyes grew slightly cold. Although Su Mochi deserved to die a million times, he didn’t want to die a second time.
Yuzhu, who was tying Su Mu’s belt, trembled all over, the sudden chill that seeped into her bone marrow caused her face to pale. She quickly fastened the last clasp, and immediately retreated to the side, lowering her head even more respectfully, as if wishing to burrow into the ground.
Su Mu was a little worried that this girl would get cervical spondylosis in the future. He glanced at her and realized that she was more likely to be scared to death by himself before then, he shook his long flowing sleeves and said: “To the Imperial Study Room.”
Yuzhu bowed and responded with an affirmative. Opening the door and following Su Mu, she thought privately, the Crown Prince hadn’t been to the Imperial Study Room for several months, could it be that he has thought of a new form of amusement? Yuzhu shuddered and did not dare to think about those terrible things anymore.
Crown Prince’s Palace, Yixia Tower
Qin Ye’s hands fisted, thin lips pressed tightly, crazed hatred surged in his eyes as he looked in the direction of the Crown Prince’s Palace.
Why couldn’t Joyful Sorrow even kill you, why, why……
“Gongzi……” Looking at Qin Ye who had sat at the desk overnight, the little eunuch called with some worry.
Qin Ye sat motionless on the chair, he was waiting, waiting for the Crown Prince to come kill him.
This is also fine, these undignified days will finally coming to an end.
The bloody sunset shined down on his handsome and determined face, highlighting his features and giving him the appearance of a god.
Qin Ye frowned. What tricks does Su Mochi plan to play now. What was he doing going to the Imperial Study? Could it be that he had become tired of playing in the Crown Prince’s Palace and decided to go to the Throne Hall to find fault? Qin Ye sat for a day without any news on what the Crown Prince plan to do with him.
It’s just that not only did he not relax, but he became even more nervous, thinking that the Crown Prince must be thinking of a more cruel way to torture him.
But the real truth is that Su Mu had long forgotten what happened last night after seeing the memorials to the throne (TN: written documents from officials on matters of states and that appear folded in accordion form) piled up in the Imperial Study Room.
Now that he had accepted Su Mochi’s body, Su Mu had to do something if he wanted to continue to live well. But looking at the memorials to the throne that was about to spill out the room, a blue vein popped on his forehead.
It was truly a miracle that Qing Dynasty had yet to fall with three generations of incapable rulers.
He took a deep breath and walked into the Imperial Study Room only to see that some of the memorials to the throne on the ground had even grown mold, and could not help but want to kick the father and son to death.
Yuzhu gently walked in with fresh ginseng chicken soup, glancing at Su Mu, whose expression was not very good, she whispered: “Your Highness, please use it.”
After reading rigorous and concise classical Chinese writing for a day, Su Mu’s head felt a little swollen. Rubbing at his head he climbed out of the pile of memorials.
While drinking the soup he secretly cursed, Su Mochi, the stupid pig, other than murder and men his head had nothing left, barely even literate.
Although he was considered an elite in the 21st century, but that does not allow him to understand these ancient texts without difficulty.
Su Mu continued rubbing his swollen head, simply wanting to cut Su Mochi a thousand times. As soon as he picked up the golden bowl and golden spoon in his hand, he heard hurried footsteps. Yuzhu who had been waiting at Su Mu’s side immediately walked outside the door.
The little eunuch whispered in Yuzhu’s ear, and Yuzhu’s expression suddenly became terrible. She secretly wondered why that Qin Gongzi was always looking for trouble, as if the Crown Prince didn’t miss him enough.
Yuzhu sorted out her emotions before entering the room and said to Su Mu: “Your Highness, Qin Gongzi demolished Yixia Tower……”
The hand holding the spoon paused, Su Mu said, “I see.”
The Crown Prince did not become angry!
Yuzhu was greatly relieved. Qin Gongzi just finished serving the Crown Prince last night. If he was to be lin xing (TN: phrase for recieivng the Emperor’s ‘blessing’) again tonight, he would likely lose half of his life.
In the evening, Su Mu returned to the Crown Prince’s Palace with a belly of frustrations. As soon as he walked into the door, he caught a glimpse of a figure rushing forward from the corner of his eye, the long sword in his hand reflecting a chilling light.
Seeing that sharp edge was about to pierce his neck within half a meter, Su Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand moved in a blur instinctively sweeping forward. The powerful evil internal force slammed forward, and the sharp sword instantly shattered into iron pieces that bounced back.
“Qiang qiang” the metallic sounds were endless, and the iron pieces the size of a thumb sank into the hard rocks like cutting tofu.
Qin Ye was suddenly flipped back by the powerful internal force, and hit the wall severely, leaving a huge crack that extended in the wall.
Qin Ye fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, staring at Su Mu with hatred in his eyes, looking as if he wished to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
Su Mu glanced at Qin Ye who was laying limp on the ground, and was slightly startled. After all, he was not Su Mochi to whom killing was like drinking water.
Feeling the powerful strength in his body, Su Mu felt complicated emotions. The demonic arts that Su Mochi cultivated were piled up with human lives, and he was bound to bear this bad debt.
Qin Ye, the second son of General Zhenyuan, was snatched back to the Crown Prince’s Palace by Su Mochi a year ago. If Su Mochi hadn’t used the entire General Zhenyuan’s residence to threaten him, with Qin Ye’s tough temper he would not have submitted.
Half a month ago, Su Mochi met He Yuzhu (TN: different characters but same pinyin as Yuzhu the maid) on the street, Qin Ye’s childhood sweetheart and fiancée. Somehow she provoked him, so he killed her in broad daylight on the street.
After Qin Ye found out, he was distraught with grief, carrying his sword to find Su Mochi and planning to fight to the death. But he was desperately dragged back by his friend until he calmed down. It was not until yesterday when Su Mochi called him to shi qin (TN: phrase referring to concubines attending upon the Emperor (in bed)), that he hid poison in his mouth and fed it to Su Mochi.
It was a pity that Su Mochi had not been affected at all. Qin Ye waited for a whole day but seeing that Su Mochi hadn’t made any movements he couldn’t sit still anymore. He and Su Mochi could never coexist. Since he was unable to kill Su Mochi, then he will have Su Mochi kill him instead.
Qin Ye lay on the ground with desperate tears slipping from his eyes, whimpering like a dying beast. Shouting at Su Mu’s back hoarsely: “Su Mochi, if you have the balls then kill me……you beast, I won’t let you go even after becoming a ghost……I will cut you a thousand times, use your life to pay for Yuzhu’s!”
Su Mu listened to Qin Ye’s desperate roar, and his mood felt a little heavy. He clearly remembered how He Yuzhu died.
At that time, Su Mochi was feeling bored and went onto the streets to wander around and just happened to see a beautiful girl. He Yuzhu actually did not do anything, only just wearing a blue butterfly and flower skirt, but Su Mochi broke her neck right there on the street.
Yuzhu stood behind Su Mu fearfully, everytime Qin Ye roared a word her heart would tremble for fear that the Crown Prince’s anger would spread to her as well.
Just when Yuzhu was uneasy, Su Mu’s voice came from the front.
“Go call the royal doctor and send Qin Ye to Yun Feiyu’s place while Yixia Tower is rebuilt.”
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TN: So……I’ve started a new translation project…… |ω´･;) *don’t hit me!*
It’s actually kind of like a combination of Ming and Bird Dude, with a mash up of their elements – empire building, harem, wuxia – but the MC is even more practical and ruthless than Lin Yuan. And different from Nie Bufan, Su Mu is extremely strong in martial arts and as well as having a royal status so he is completely in charge of his harem, no dub-con or non-con here. Thought I would share this different kind of harem and empire building with you all. Don’t worry, I will still update regularly Ming and Bird Dude 😉
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