After Transmigrating Into The Weak Villain Chapter 68

Chapter 68

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The young emperor hadn’t thought much of it, but he noticed the evenness of the man’s fingers, leaving a few marks on his collarbone due to anxiety. 

As the man’s hand moved around, tugging at the clothing and then letting go, the crimson marks were once again covered by the inner garment. 

Chu Xie felt like he had swallowed a piece of charcoal, a sudden burning sensation in his throat. 

“Feeling hot?” Jiang Yanchi reached out to undo his belt. “Well… let me help you.” 

Chu Xie made a humming sound, obediently allowing the man to remove his clothes as if peeling an egg. He covered his jade-like body with a thin blanket, but still found it too hot and pulled the covers down. 

With just a small cup of wine, this man’s neck seemed to blush like a spring hibiscus. 

Today was originally their big wedding night. 

If not for the impulsive accident a few days ago, tonight should have been the most tender and affectionate night of their lives. 

Jiang Yanchi thought about the recent tragic events and suppressed any fleeting thoughts. He pulled the covers back up a bit. “Don’t kick the blanket, it gets cold at night.” 

As the alcohol effects wore off, he naturally felt less hot. 

Thinking so, he also took off his outer robe, lying in the bright red dragon and phoenix-patterned wedding quilt, holding the delicate person in his arms. 

In no time, the person in his arms arched up again, turning to face him, swinging his arms round to smack him on the forehead with a loud “pop.” “I want water.” 

Jiang Yanchi was momentarily stunned by the hit before remembering to put on some clothes and quietly instructing outside the door. In just a moment, the night watch maidservant brought a pot of warm water. 

Chu Xie drank two full cups, sitting on the edge of the bed with his head drooping. 

The moonlight entered the window, illuminating a pair of red embroidered cloud-patterned shoes under the bed, reflecting a pair of matching images. 

Staring for a while, Chu Xie spoke, “Ah, I’m married.” 

The young emperor smiled, squatting in front of him, reaching out to gently brush away his disheveled hair. “Yes, we’re married.” 

Chu Xie seemed to be drunk for the first time. Jiang Yanchi realized that he had known Chu Xie for many years, and he had never seen him drink before. 

So, this was what it looked like when he was drunk. 

It seemed like a rare treasure, hiding an unknown beauty. As he approached with all his efforts, he finally unearthed a bit of it. The satisfaction in his heart flowed out like a clear spring. 

Chu Xie was a cunning and clever fox. 

Then he was willing to be the hunter who faced cunning challenges. 

These days, Jiang Yanchi had thought a lot. 

Regardless of how others saw Chu Xie, whether they liked or hated him, wanted to possess him, or wished to stay away, Chu Xie was still Chu Xie. 

Clever calculations, full of scheming. 

He found it extremely difficult to get a little closer. Huchi Er was a grassland man accustomed to the northern wilderness. How could he see through the sly schemes of the courtiers in the capital? It was really impossible for him to grasp it all in just a few days. 

It was considered not bad if he didn’t suffer too much in his hands. 

He was too anxious. 

Now that he held imperial power, whatever Chu Xie wanted to achieve had to rely on him. 

Regardless of whether he was moved or not, he was the closest to this person. 

Unless he will never love anyone in his life, otherwise, the only person who could make him move and be interested was himself. 

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanchi felt much relieved in his heart. 

Chu Xie was still in a daze, stretching his ankles to reach the red toe of his shoe. Jiang Yanchi reached out to stop him, but he kicked his legs twice discontentedly. “Let go.” 

Jiang Yanchi silently put on his shoes for him. “Where are you going?” 

“I’m going to find that little emperor.” 

“…” 

Jiang Yanchi heard him get up and pulled him back from behind by his arm. “I’m right here.” 

Chu Xie twisted his eyebrows, looking at him for a while. “No, he’s this tall.” Then he gestured to his chest. “He’s still in the Cold Palace.” 

He was really drunk and confused. 

“He’s still in the Cold Palace… Isn’t that Second Prince?” Jiang Yanchi followed his words, “Why is he the little emperor?” 

“He will be the little emperor in the future.” Chu Xie seemed unwilling to say more. 

“How do you know?” 

“He wants to be the emperor, and I have to help him.” Chu Xie murmured a few more words, “If I don’t assist him, he won’t become the emperor, and Jiang Jingan will enter the capital shortly. I have to hurry up and bring him out…” 

Just took a few steps, then covered his head, suddenly turned around, looked at Jiang Yanchi, and said, “It’s over, it’s over…”

“What’s wrong?” 

Chu Xie sat on the edge of the bed as if he had lost all strength. “He didn’t come to the capital, the support is lacking… I’ve done so many bad things, and that little emperor might be exhausted by me… No, I have to figure out a way, there must be a solution, I need to think of a way…” 

Jiang Yanchi reached out and pulled him into his arms. “Alright, don’t talk nonsense. It’s cold at night. Let’s sleep early.” 

“I have to help that little emperor. If I don’t assist him in the Jinhuan Gambling House incident, he’ll fail. Release me, I have to go…” 

Jiang Yanchi suddenly couldn’t tell which personality of Chu Xie was in front of him. 

From the tone, it seemed like he had turned into the person from that night. 

Always saying he wanted to protect himself, yet caring so much about his life and death. So, there was a softness in his heart, even if he knew it was drunken nonsense, he still wanted to hear him say sweeter words. His voice gradually became hoarse. “Why? Why do you want to help the little emperor?” 

“Because no one else will help him… He can’t be left without assistance… He wants to be the emperor… Mm…” 

A kiss sealed his lips, and Jiang Yanchi couldn’t hold back, prying open those red lips, entwining and grinding. He then bent his knees and lifted him up from the waist. 

This was really troublesome. 

Placing Chu Xie on the bed, the little emperor’s suppressed thoughts once again poured down like a bursting dam, his eyes gradually showing a stubborn light. 

His voice became even more hoarse. “Ah Xie, if it were you, you would probably be willing, right?” You said you liked me, you even gave me the vermillion hairpin, you saved me, you protected me. 

If it were the you from that night. 

Chu Xie breathed rapidly, seeming a bit hazy again, a mist rising in his eyes. Jiang Yanchi bent down and, this time, kissed him tenderly on the forehead, then moved down to the tip of his nose, brushing his lips and lightly biting his chin. 

Interlacing their fingers, he encountered no resistance. 

After playing with him for a while, he reached under him, seeking his approval. Immediately, the person beneath him began to move like a fish in a pot. 

“Be obedient.” Jiang Yanchi remembered the last time when he said it hurt too much and he didn’t want it. This time, he was determined not to repeat the same mistake. “Don’t move…” 

Perhaps due to intoxication, Chu Xie’s struggle was not as intense as he had imagined. He gritted his teeth, appearing patient. 

Soon, there were some changes. Those muffled groans carried a hint of distress, like a burning flame in the cold night of early winter. 

After a pleasing session, the person underneath seemed to finally exhaust himself, becoming completely quiet. Jiang Yanchi reached back, murmuring, “Don’t sleep yet; we haven’t finished yet…” 

As his hand touched slightly, maybe because the wounds weren’t fully healed, Chu Xie immediately widened his eyes. “It hurts!” 

The little emperor had to retract his hand. Looking at it again, it was indeed not completely healed and would take another two or three days. 

He felt more regret about the impulsive act a few days ago. 

“Alright, I won’t touch it.” The little emperor hugged him from behind, tightly pressed against him. “Sleep.” 

“Stinging.” Chu Xie kicked him again, turned over, and curled up against the wall to sleep. 

As the dawn broke, a low voice came from outside. “Your Highness, an urgent military report from the western border.”

Jiang Yanchi had slept particularly well the previous night. He instructed others not to disturb and opened the door, telling the maid, “Go to the side hall for grooming, don’t disturb Niang Niang.” 

As he received the urgent military report from Little Xizi, his expression changed slightly. 

Zhao Lingqu had been defeated and retreated from Wushui to the foot of Langya Mountain. 

Despite being the second day of the grand wedding, the court fell into unease due to this military report. The ministers in the Hall of Political Affairs argued endlessly, each holding their own opinions. 

However, Jiang Yanchi had some different thoughts. He glanced at Xu Chunmu, who had been silent the whole time, and thought about Chu Xie’s request a few days ago. 

“The military power of the Zhao clan will be temporarily entrusted to the son of the Duke of Yubei, guarding Langya. Young Marquis Xu, are you willing to lead the troops for this battle?” 

Xu Chunmu was taken aback. 

The Xu family had just experienced some turmoil. Although it hadn’t developed into a major incident, who wouldn’t know that Xu Yi had genuinely harbored rebellious intentions? 

In just a short time, the emperor dared to return the three hundred thousand military power to him and let him leave the capital. 

As soon as the words fell, Duke Yueguo immediately performed a grand salute and knelt down, saying, “Your Majesty, General Zhao retreated hundreds of miles from the northern Xiongs just because of this defeat, and now he has to hand over military power to the Duke of Yubei. This…” 

The Assistant Minister of War, seeing an opportunity, also stepped forward to intervene, “General Zhao originally won two battles by luck, relying on the old army of the former Ningyuan Marquis. Now he’s boasting about his achievements. What’s the identity of the Duke of Yubei? What’s the identity of the Zhao clan? Your Majesty’s decision is not inappropriate. Duke Yueguo is too anxious…” 

However, Zong Zheng had different considerations. 

He glanced at Grand Tutor Su and exchanged a meaningful look. 

Suddenly taking a step forward, he said, “Your Majesty, did the Empress say something?” 

Chu Xie seemed to have been targeting Zhao Lingqu recently, as evident from the confrontation in the court a few days ago. 

Was it possible that they had exchanged some bedside words during the celebrations? The young emperor, confused and infatuated, was now suppressing the accomplished generals here. 

Many ministers in the court suddenly awakened. 

“Your Majesty, the harem should not interfere in politics. Since the empress is already the empress, he should not take charge as Zhangyin again. The matters of the former dynasty should not be mentioned again. This is a matter of principle.” The Zong Zheng spoke with emphasis, resolute and powerful. 

For a moment, the whole court was startled once again. 

This new emperor was indeed full of youthful vigor, and Chu Xie had once again adopted a fox-like charming demeanor. Just when there was a hint of his losing influence, he immediately transformed, becoming the empress of Great Wei. 

How could he have so many tricks? 

Was Great Wei really going to perish at the hands of this person? 

There were many discussions below, and Jiang Yanchi’s eyes gradually narrowed. However, he only looked at Xu Chunmu, saying, “Marquis Xu, if you are willing to lead the troops, you will need to make a military order, detailing your merits and demerits. Are you willing or not?” 

The emperor appeared determined, even addressing Xu Chunmu as a Marquis. It seemed as if he was tacitly acknowledging Xu Chunmu’s identity as the second son who would inherit the Marquisate of Xu. 

Leaving aside the question of whether the military power of the Zhao clan should be stripped, the appointment of the Xu family for such a critical task was far too casual!

Xu Chunmu, with a force of a full three hundred thousand troops, returned to the northern borders. The current situation was extremely turbulent. If he held a grudge against family enemies, like his father or grandfather, and harbored thoughts of rebellion— 

It would mean that Great Wei might soon face fragmentation. 

“Your Majesty, be cautious!” Su Mingan spoke solemnly. “Your Majesty, do not be deceived by a court eunuch.” 

“Grand Tutor Su, be cautious.” 

Jiang Yanchi swept his eyes with a hint of coldness. “He is now the Empress of Great Wei. He has not spoken about court matters. These are all my decisions. Marquis Xu has a sincere heart, and I trust him. Grand Tutor Su has resided in the capital for a long time and may not be aware of the affairs along the borders. Or perhaps, does Grand Tutor Su have a better proposal?” 

“At the very least, the military power of the Zhao clan should not be stripped.” 

The emperor’s actions undoubtedly involved the scheming of Chu Xie. There was no way he could have made such decisions independently. 

Su Mingan realized that his earlier judgment of Chu Xie was incorrect. He had thought that the emperor was wary of Chu Xie and, even if he married him, it would only be as a plaything. Once the novelty wore off, he would quickly lose his life. 

But now, it seemed different. 

Chu Xie seemed to be far beyond his control. He currently controlled the new emperor, suppressing court officials at will, even commanding the military. His power seemed even stronger than before. 

It was absurd. 

“If one in a high position behaves timidly, the enemy might have already reached the capital.” Jiang Yanchi swept a cold gaze over the court officials. “Marquis Xu, leave the capital tonight. Remember, this battle must be won, not lost.” 

When had Xu Chunmu ever fought a losing battle? 

The emperor’s words were harsh, even demanding a military order, detailing merits and demerits. It was just a show. 

This was clearly a move to let the Duek Zhenguo take away the merits of Prince Yubei and the Zhao clan. 

Previously, regarding the matter of Xu Chunmu, Su Mingan had thought that Duke Zhenguo was about to decline. He had naively thought that he might receive a share of the military power. Now, his wishful thinking was shattered. 

Upon closer inspection, this was the same issue Chu Xie had fervently argued about in the court not long ago. In the end, everything went in favor of the person surnamed Chu! 

Where did this sorcerer come from? This was bewildering. The emperor simply went along with whatever Chu Xie said.

When the Little Emperor returned to the Chengluan Hall, he happened to encounter Chu Xie just getting up. Looking through the window pavilion, he saw Chu Xie raising his hand, with the tip of his finger holding a white sparrow that had not yet unfolded something taken from his leg. 

“Lord Chu resides in the deep palace, yet the information is still so well-informed.”

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