After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"What? How is His Majesty?"

The coldness in his eyes vanished instantly, and Xie Yunzhou nervously licked his lips: "Did Mo Yan...did he...?"

Unable to finish his sentence, Xie Yunzhou clenched his palms: "Tell me everything that happened to you in the palace."

"Yes, young general."

The group recounted what they had seen and heard in the palace, and Xie Yunzhou's heart sank as he listened: "Mo Yan actually used you to threaten His Majesty."

"Young General, but I think that Mo Yan listens to His Majesty very well."

"That was just a facade; Mo Yan is nothing but a lustful beast!"

He knew how handsome His Majesty was, and he knew that after getting to know His Majesty, he would only like him more and more.

There are plenty of people who like His Majesty, so what is that Mo Yan anyway?

But His Majesty's attitude is even more intriguing.

His heart was being devoured by a venomous insect called "Jealousy," and he refused to admit that Chu Junci also had special feelings for Mo Yan.

"It must be Mo Yan who is forcing His Majesty."

"His Majesty had no choice," he frantically told himself.

After a short while, he closed his eyes to suppress the complex emotions in his heart.

Since their plan to enter the palace on New Year's Eve failed, they have been looking for an opportunity.

However, Mo Yan had increased patrols in the palace, so their attempt to enter Qiyue Palace undetected was simply wishful thinking.

"Get up, settle in, and wait for the next opportunity."

"As far as I know, Mo Yan will be going hunting outside the palace next month, which presents an opportunity for us."

"Having learned in advance which hunting ground he went to, we prepared an ambush. This time, we are determined to rescue His Majesty and bring him back to Yong Kingdom."

"yes!"

Qiyue Palace.

Even after the assassin was thrown out of the palace, Mo Yan still did not let go of Chu Junci.

"Aci, I haven't held you for several days."

"..."

Mo Yan became mushy again, and Chu Junci, unsure how to respond, could only remain silent.

A moment later, he said, "I thought you were going to use them to humiliate me."

"humiliation?"

Mo Yan looked up. "How do you think I would humiliate you?"

"I don't know," Chu Junci shook his head.

"You ungrateful little thing, I've been so good to you, and you still say I would humiliate you."

He pinched Chu Junci's cheek, then suddenly brought up another matter: "Aci, my injury is almost healed."

"oh."

"Didn't you ask me last time what I was going to do outside the palace? You'll find out in a few days."

Mo Yan was acting mysteriously, and Chu Junci had a feeling that he was up to no good, so she got off his lap and said, "Actually, I'm not that interested."

"But I'm going to tell you anyway."

Reaching out to grab Chu Junci's wrist, Mo Yan pulled him down onto his lap again: "My dear Chu Junci, let me hug you."

Resting his head on Chu Junci's shoulder and neck, Mo Yan hugged his waist and slowly closed his eyes.

Arguing with Aci is really unpleasant, but he's the only one who suffers, while Aci is quite content.

Thinking of this, he suddenly bit Chu Junci's earlobe and gently rubbed it: "Aci, sometimes I really want to break your legs, cut off your tongue, gouge out your eyes, and deafen you, if that were the case..."

"You will never leave me; you can only depend on me and be my one and only ink poem."

"But I can't bear to part with you. Just thinking about how you can no longer speak, no longer see, no longer hear... how terrifying it would be for you to be trapped in darkness."

"I can't bear to see you afraid. My Aci should be like this, able to throw tantrums at me, hit me, and scold me, as long as he doesn't leave me."

He talked on and on, and Chu Junci listened silently, a strange emotion rising in his heart.

Suddenly, Mo Yan squeezed his hand. "Come with me on the hunt next month."

"I'll hunt a few more foxes for you to make fox fur coats; you'll look beautiful in them."

After the tender moment, Mo Yan added, "But don't even think about running away. I'm watching you every single moment."

These words were sinister, reminding Chu Junci of something.

Whenever he woke up in the middle of the night, he would see Mo Yan staring at him like a ghost.

He sighed, "Don't you sleep at night? I've woken up several times and seen you still awake."

"I am not sleepy."

"…oh."

That night, Chu Junci noticed Mo Yan staring at him again. He exhaled, "Mo Yan."

"Um?"

"Close your eyes."

"oh."

Mo Yan closed his eyes, but opened them again after a while. The two looked at each other, and Chu Junci said helplessly, "You have to go to court tomorrow."

"I know."

Holding him tightly in his arms, Mo Yan inhaled the fragrance of his hair: "Aci, I'm scared."

"I'm afraid you'll disappear when I wake up."

What Mo Yan didn't say was that after learning Chu Junci's true identity, he dreamed almost every night of his Aci standing with a strange man.

The two chatted happily about everything under the sun.

Sometimes he could even see Aci holding a baby in his arms!

It was a baby boy who had just reached full term. He heard Aci say, "From this day forward, he shall be the Crown Prince of my Great Yong."

Crown Prince Yong! Isn't that Chu Ling's son?

Why did Aci hold Chu Ling's son? He didn't want to think about it too much.

What struck him as even more bizarre was that he felt the baby boy looked somewhat like him!

The eyes are like Aci's, the eyebrows are like his, the mouth is like Aci's, the nose is like his...

He was so frightened that he woke up and couldn't sleep all night.

He patted Chu Junci on the back, comforting him, "Don't worry about me, go to sleep."

"..."

Chu Junci really wanted to say, "Who can sleep with you staring at them like that?"

An unbearable gaze, an occasional gentle touch—Mo Yan disturbed his sleep time and time again.

After a while, Chu Junci couldn't help but say, "I can't sleep with you looking at me like that."

What Chu Junci didn't say was that he also had nightmares while being stared at like that by Mo Yan.

In his dream, he had a baby in his arms.

Her eyes resemble his, her eyebrows resemble Mo Yan's, her mouth resembles his, her nose resembles Mo Yan's...

More importantly, only he knows how this child came to be...

He vaguely remembers being completely stunned when he first heard the news.

Thankfully it was just a dream.

He breathed a sigh of relief, unwilling to mention this utterly absurd dream, and even less willing to let others know that he had dreamt of such a thing.

"Can't Aci sleep?"

"Um."

"Then let's do something that will help you fall asleep quickly."

"?"

He looked up in confusion and saw Mo Yan reach into the hidden compartment by the bedside and pull out a box of transparent ointment.