Blood-Sucking Empress - Chapter 38

“This servant greets the Empress, long live the Empress, long live the Empress.”

“The rest of the people are to withdraw.” Qianhe Liyou waved everyone away, leaving Sang Zixin alone, who knelt on the ground with an uneasy expression. However, technically he should be called Mu Zixin right now.

“You have been in the palace for many days now, how do you feel?”

“…..This servant feels all is good.” What he just said was not just a lie, there was actually not even a thread of pretending or saying things half-heartedly, he truly felt that life here was quite good. In the past 18 years, the life he led these past few days was the most relaxing to him. He was actually rejoicing inwardly that he had been sent here, but the uncertainty of his future still made him tremendously uneasy. After all, he was not merely a simple palace attendant, but a person with an intolerable and unbearable identity, he really did not know what would be waiting for him in the future.

“Mu Zixin, the Young Master of the Ziyuan City Lord, 18 years old. Do you think that having such an identity will allow you to lead a good life?” Qianhe Liyou did not doubt Sang Zixin’s words. Although his current life was tiring and laborious, it was significantly better than his original life. At least, there was no one to bully him, withhold food from him or physically punish him.

Sang Zixin was taken aback by the Empress’ words, his first reaction was to surmise that the Empress had already learned of his true identity, but after contemplating the matter carefully, even a citizen of the Sang Empire would not necessarily recognize or know of his existence. In name, he was the eleventh Imperial prince, but he had been locked in the Cold Palace all his life, becoming the punching bag for the other Imperial Princes and Princesses. Many of the Ministers and Officials of the Imperial Court did not know of his existence, let alone the Qianhe Empress who was thousands of miles away. He must have been overthinking it….

“Why are you not answering zhen? Or is that you are currently extremely dissatisfied with your current life? Maybe zhen can send you back…”

“No, don’t…” Sang Zixin instinctively refuted but found that his emotions were overflowing uncontrollably, so he immediately weakly said: “Since this servant has entered the palace, and the Empress has personally selected this servant, this servant will never go back. The life in the palace truly treats this servant well, there is no need to change it. Empress, this servant…this servant begs you, just let me remain in the palace, and let me continue to do those tasks, this servant will diligently complete these tasks.”

Sang Zixin boldly stated his request, hoping his wishes could be granted. It was better to chop wood and carry water every day and do those laborious, heavy work than to be treated like less of a human being in the Sang Empire’s Imperial Palace.

“Do you think there is a lack of attendants who do rough and heavy work in zhen’s palace? Have you forgotten what your identity is?” Qianhe Liyou felt that she had to remind him of his identity, that she had selected him not because she wanted another palace attendant.

“….Empress, Your Majesty….Your Majesty is unable to put up with this servant, so this servant is assigned to do these rough tasks. As for the other tasks, this servant….how is this servant worthy…” He understood himself well. His appearance was average, and could only be best described as delicate and pretty. OUt of all the Imperial Princes of the Sang Empire, he was considered the most ordinary. Now that he had entered the Qianhe Imperial Palace for a few days, he had already seen a few of the consorts and concubines of the Imperial harem, his ordinariness even more solidified in his mind. And because of this, he had been skeptical and suspicious about the Empress’ intentions in selecting him, a person as ordinary as him, what other reasons were there for being selected by the Empress besides his beauty?

“Unworthy does not mean it is impossible, warming up the bed should meet the qualifications then.” Not worthy? A prince was degraded and made so inferior, it seemed that the Sang Empire’s people really had quite the ability.

“…Emp-, if the Empress desires it as so, this servant is willing to serve the Empress…” As for this kind of thing, he had been long prepared from the very beginning. He had long understood his future when he had been sent over. He was cowardly, ordinary, and extremely useless, but it did not mean he was stupid. In all of this, he understood the crux of the matter clearly but was just unable to change it.

In the event that he had been selected by the Empress because of a lucky fluke, then the moment he had been selected to become a male pet, he had already completely submitted to his fate. It was just that his resignation was not because he recognized the fate given to him by those who had bullied him, but only an acceptance of his current situation!

Marrying out of the palace, although it was to become a male pet, he was still considered the Empress’ man. He considered himself especially fortunate that he had become the slave of a woman who had not violated his innocence. He had always believed that he was to become a political pawn and become a sacrificial piece for his father. But when his father passed away, he would disappear from that Imperial court’s rotten and corrupt stench, which would make one feel nauseated.

He had now arrived in this place, leaving that terrifying place far, far behind, and now he only hoped that he could live here peacefully…

“Willing? Is it the words saying ‘willing’ or is it truly ‘willing’?” She had not thought that he was actually willing, but it was not like she was unable to hear that unwillingness in his tone. Did he really think that she would force him if he was unwilling? She would not bother to force someone with this kind of matter, but if it was someone who made her feel a little, then it definitely wasn’t this little boy in front of him, she liked those who were a bit more mature, like…

However, that person most likely did not have the same feelings.

“This servant is truly willing, this servant is already the Empress’ person. Naturally, what the Empress wants, this servant will do.”

“….Alright, zhen will believe your words for now. You will stay in zhen’s Qin Palace and wait on me for these next few days, there is no need to do other tasks.” Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head. If that Imperial Prince for the marriage peace treaty were to catch sight of this previously pitiful Imperial Prince who had been bullied by him in the past now heavily favored, she wondered how he would react?

“….Yes!” Sang Zixin’s voice slightly shook as he answered. Although there was no reluctance in his heart, he was still afraid and felt a little dazed. He knelt on the ground and did not know what to do.

“Don’t kneel. Go and clean up with Feng Ying. You will live in the side hall for the next few days. If you are in need of something, do not hesitate to notify Feng Ying, and she will prepare it for you.” 

“Yes, thanking the Empress, this servant withdraws.” With the Empress’ instructions in mind,  Sang Zixin thanked her and retired.

Feng Ying had been waiting outside the door, and when she saw him coming out, she gave him a questioning glance.

“Supervisor Feng Ying, the Empress has ordered this servant to serve her Majesty for the next few days. This servant will need to go back and pack up some things, and move to the side hall and will have to trouble Daren to arrange for it.” Sang Zixin’s intonation was extremely polite. Feng Ying had taken good care of him, making sure that the other palace attendants did not bully him. As such, he was very grateful to her. 

“Young Master Mu is too polite, this is what Feng Ying should do.” She was not surprised by the Empress’ orders, and for these men in the harem, she could only say what she was allowed to do, complete her tasks as she should never throw stones at someone who has fallen down a well but could not be too overly flattering. The holy Empress’ intentions were unpredictable, and no one could predict who the Empress would decide to give her graces too. To those who could survive in the Imperial palace, they were not simple figures.  

Hearing Feng Ying addressing him as Young Master Mu, Sang Zixin shrank back and cowered, and smiled stiffly, “Supervisor Daren, this servant will withdraw and will come to find Daren once this servant is done packing.”

“Please Young Master Mu, Feng Ying will promptly prepare a place for Young Master Mu to live in.”

Sang Zixin returned to his current quarters where he had lived for the past few days and made a pitiful salute. Immediately, Feng Ying ordered a palace attendant to clean up a room in the Qin Palace’s side hall, only waiting for Sang Zixin to move over.