That evening, Fu An Gonggong summoned Xie Caiqing to the sleeping palace to read memorials.
All the way there, Xie Caiqing seemed distracted.
“Top Scholar?”
“Top Scholar?”
Fu An called twice, but Xie Caiqing didn’t respond.
Perplexed, Fu An tugged at his sleeve. “Top Scholar, we’ve arrived. Please go in.”
Only then did Xie Caiqing come to his senses, forcing a smile at Fu An.
Fu An retreated, walked a few steps away, then looked back. Seeing the top scholar still lingering at the threshold, reluctant to enter, he thought: Why does being asked to read memorials feel like being led to the slaughter?
Xie Caiqing clutched his robes, took a deep breath, and finally regained his calm composure.
Jiang Huaichu, pull yourself together—just get pregnant already, will you?
Best if it happens in one go. Don’t get entangled with that lecher more than necessary.
Resolute, Xie Caiqing stepped into the hall.
“You’re here,” Xiao Yun said, not even lifting his head, still absorbed in reviewing the memorials.
Xie Caiqing walked over slowly.
He said nothing, standing quietly at the desk. Picking up a memorial, he didn’t dare glance at the emperor, keeping his eyes fixed on the tips of his boots.
Xiao Yun glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
Sensing his gaze, Xie Caiqing’s body immediately stiffened.
Xiao Yun found it amusing.
He hadn’t even touched him yet, and he was already this scared.
He was the emperor of a nation—what kind of person couldn’t he get? Yet in coaxing this top scholar, he ended up acting like a common scoundrel.
And that incident—was it really so disgraceful? He was handsome, after all.
It had clearly been paradise on earth.
“Come here, Top Scholar.”
Xie Caiqing stubbornly stood still.
“Come here,” Xiao Yun said again, putting down the memorial with considerable patience.
“Your Majesty…” Xie Caiqing said in a trembling voice, “This humble official only wishes to serve Your Majesty loyally, with no ulterior motives. Your Majesty is a man of honor… my savior… the one I admire and revere most… Surely I misunderstood earlier today, right…”
His eyes looked at Xiao Yun with a pleading glimmer, pupils trembling ever so slightly. It was as though something he had always firmly believed in was beginning to collapse. Unwilling to accept it, he clung to a naïve and obstinate tone, as if trying to preserve the peace and beauty of the past by lying to himself—building a wall of delusion to remain safe in yesterday. Or perhaps, he was childishly begging the predator to let him go, hoping he’d take the easy out and pretend nothing had happened.
Xiao Yun smiled lazily and didn’t reply. He simply said again, “Come here.”
Xie Caiqing’s breathing grew more erratic, but he dared not defy an imperial command. Step by slow step, he approached, stopping several paces away.
“Closer,” Xiao Yun coaxed gently.
Xie Caiqing’s breath quickened further. He took another few steps. His features were delicate, elegant and luminous—truly stunning.
Xiao Yun sighed inwardly. If he’d figured this out earlier—so what if the boy was a spy? Sleep with him first, kill him later.
The man before him was watching with a faint, unreadable smile. His gaze wasn’t overtly lewd, but it was brazen. Xie Caiqing felt inexplicably naked under that gaze, overwhelmed by a shame he couldn’t shake.
No one spoke. In the heavy, ambiguous silence, Xie Caiqing’s heart beat faster and faster.
Had he been an ordinary woman, he would’ve long fallen under Xiao Yun’s spell—dizzy with longing. And it had nothing to do with his status as emperor or his looks. It was that inborn air of a predator, of a man born to rule. He was the famed Emperor of Ning who conquered lands with force and strategy.
It was an overpowering, almost instinctual aura of dominance that made others yield. It followed him like a shadow. As long as he made the slightest move, the prey would melt willingly into his arms, offering everything in a daze, begging for his favor.
It was something sharpened through years of being emperor, and perhaps something he was simply born with.
Xie Caiqing bit his lip. He felt a deadly sense of being hunted—his blood pulsing rapidly, primed to flee at any moment.
His brain screamed in warning. There was no reason for it, but the sense of danger was intense and clear.
Even so, Xie Caiqing clenched his fists—and took another step forward.
He wanted a child, and for that, he had to let Xiao Yun take him.
Xiao Yun looked at him.
The next second, he suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Xie Caiqing’s hand. Before the scholar could even cry out, he was pulled into Xiao Yun’s arms and, in one swift motion, made to sit in his lap.
“Your Majesty!” the top scholar gasped, frozen in shock for several seconds before turning pale and struggling desperately.
Xiao Yun held his waist with just one arm, and his struggle seemed like an innocent last-ditch resistance.
Obviously, the power disparity between Xie Caiqing and Xiao Yun was so great that there was no need for comparison. Xie Caiqing was undoubtedly the type who was manipulated by others and had no ability to even resist.
“Misunderstanding?” Xiao Yun said with a smile, “I have already became like that, and you still think it is a misunderstanding, then you should feel it again.”
Xie Caiqing was held down, gasping for breath, terrified and ashamed.
“Your Majesty…” His face was flushed and pale, “Your Majesty, please let me go. I have no such intention… Your Majesty, I beg you…”
His speech was incoherent, his words were unclear, and he kept begging, but this only made him even more bullied.
Xiao Yun remained indifferent.
The presence of the person behind him was so overwhelming — like a thorn pricking his back — that it burned with urgency and panic, especially given the intimate position they were in.
Even imperial consorts had to be carried in with proper decorum and wait for their turn to be favored. Yet here was a court official, being held and toyed with like this — not a single part of him untouched by the emperor, like a helpless little rabbit caught between a wolf’s teeth, struggling and swinging in the air, feet never touching the ground.
“Your Majesty, please say something… Your Majesty, don’t be like this…” Xie Caiqing’s eyes turned red in an instant. “Your Majesty saved my life. I revere Your Majesty like a god… please don’t destroy that… ah.”
Xiao Yun, as if unwilling to hear unpleasant words, teased him with a smile.
Xie Caiqing’s whole face flushed red, his body trembling violently — clearly terrified to the extreme.
Xiao Yun lazily said, “It’s already been destroyed.”
“That image of me — that’s only what you imagined. I never said I was that kind of person.”
Xie Caiqing said in a trembling voice, “I don’t want this… Your Majesty, you mustn’t… I don’t want…”
“I am the ruler of a country, why can’t I? What if I insist?” Xiao Yun was immediately tempted to tease him, and said jokingly, “Didn’t the top scholar say that he wanted to serve me?”
Xie Caiqing was so shocked by these words that he was completely confused and almost cried: “I don’t want it… I don’t mean it like this. I have never thought about it. I don’t want to serve like this, and I don’t want to enter the harem… I want to serve Ning Country and repay your majesty-“
“This is your way of repaying Ning Country and repaying me. I don’t want you to work like a slave for me. I want you to give me your body.” Xiao Yun gently pushed his hair behind his ears and rubbed his ears which were red as blood.
Xie Caiqing hid, horrified and desperate: “Your Majesty… I am only eighteen years old. I am a man. I like girls, this… will be known to others… I don’t want it…”
The more he spoke, the more frightened he became, and the harder he struggled.
“Be good,” Xiao Yun patiently stroked his soft hair, “I won’t let you enter the harem, and this matter will never be leaked. How can I bear to let the top scholar be pointed at by others?”
“You are still the top scholar in front of others. From now on, just ask me for anything you want.”
Xie Caiqing shook his head: “I don’t want to…”
“It doesn’t matter. You’re not a girl. If I take away your virginity, it’s not like you won’t be able to get married,” Xiao Yun smiled. “I wish you were a girl. You won’t resist me. I’ll take responsibility no matter what. If you get pregnant, I can raise 18 children.”
“Your Majesty! Please, Your Majesty…”
“Be good, it’s okay. When you get married in the future, I will pick a good one for you.”
“I don’t want to…”
He only kept saying this sentence over and over again, because he knew that nothing he said seemed to have much effect and could stop Xiao Yun from doing evil.
Xiao Yun came closer, and his masculine scent enveloped Xie Caiqing, who felt weak all over and trembled violently.
Xiao Yun knew that he would not be able to accept it for a while, and he did not expect him to accept it all at once, so he just picked him up and carried him sideways and walked inside.
Xie Caiqing, who was somewhat terrified, suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the curtain right in front of him, his face turned pale, and he struggled violently: “No! I don’t want it! Your Majesty… Please let me go…”
Xiao Yun held his restless hands and said in a low and lazy voice: “Don’t be afraid, I will spoil you.”
Xie Caiqing’s eyes were red and slightly moist, and the tip of his nose was also red. He turned his face away and said in a hoarse voice: “Your humble servant, doesn’t…”
Xiao Yun’s heart softened, and he said fiercely: “Don’t cry, or I will bully you severely if you cry.”
The mist in Xie Caiqing’s eyes suddenly dissipated, paused for a few seconds, then spread even more, dissipating, spreading, dissipating, spreading, over and over again.
Xiao Yun is tall and straight, while Xie Caiqing is slender and graceful. The black robe looked majestic and dignified, while the white robe was elegant and dignified. They were a perfect match.
If it wasn’t for the teasing jokes or a pair of red eyes.
Xiao Yun was also very clear that although Xie Caiqing could not accept such a thing, he would not seek death or threaten to commit suicide. After all, he was a man, and losing his chastity was a small matter and there was no harm in it. However, it would certainly not be easy to get over the hurdle in his heart.
This matter is nothing compared to life.
Xie Caiqing was also afraid that disobeying his order would anger him and put his life in danger.
So he is definitely unwilling, but he is not so determined as to sacrifice his life.
Xiao Yun lifted the curtain, and Xie Caiqing’s breathing became extremely rapid.
“Be good, it doesn’t hurt at all. I will make you feel comfortable.” Xiao Yun’s voice was gentle and lazy.
Xie Caiqing used to be dressed meticulously and nothing could be seen, but now he was like a priceless gift that was being unpacked bit by bit, making people slowly feel the shock and marvel at the miracle of the Creator.
Xiao Yun looked at his smooth and empty neck, and his irritation became even worse. But when he thought about what he was about to do, he felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart, which was even more satisfying than conquering a city and making people crawl on their knees and beg for mercy.
Xie Caiqing’s hands in his sleeves trembled and spasmed, and he couldn’t help but close his eyes. Being forced to expose his entire self in front of a relatively unfamiliar man was more difficult than any test he had experienced in these years.
Xiao Yun slept with a palace maid a few days ago…
Was it also here, was it also hugging others like this?
He is so dirty.
Such a man would leave him with a mark that he would never be able to wash away in his lifetime.
I hope he can be quick, just a few seconds at best.
He just wanted a baby.
Xiao Yun let down the curtain.
When Xie Caiqing suddenly saw little Xiao Yun, the color on his face disappeared, and he lost all thoughts. He instinctively struggled violently.
However, Xiao Yun forcibly pulled the person back.
“Your Majesty… No… Can’t…” Xie Caiqing had never regretted so much. He didn’t want the child anymore. He just wanted to go back to Nanruo. He should have listened to his royal brother. Xiao Yun was a beast and Northern Ning was a beast country. He shouldn’t give birth to a child for a beast. He was too naive.
Xiao Yun hugged the man and whispered, “Be good, it’s not too big, it’s okay.”
Xie Caiqing cried anxiously: “Your Majesty, please let me go… I will die…”
Xiao Yun said calmly, without the slightest embarrassment: “It’s not a problem — this is normal. It’s just that the top scholar is a bit petite. You’ve probably never seen anyone else’s, have you? I have. Even the Commander is more well-endowed than me, and all those military generals are even more impressive. But their wives and concubines are all perfectly happy, aren’t they? You’re underestimating yourself, Top Scholar.”
Xie Caiqing took a deep breath and felt relieved. If others could do it, he could do it too.
“Be good.” Xiao Yun ignored the man’s struggle, turned his face over and kissed him.