SGT CH189

Tianjia: The Little Cake Runs Away 8

◎The Tianjia Emperor overflowed with pheromones beneath him, flooding profusely◎

The condition of the Tianjia Emperor’s mental realm was even worse than Mu Si had imagined.

That the Tianjia Emperor could maintain superficial normalcy with such severely damaged mental faculties was incredible.

He could even deploy to the front lines and battle, easily crushing the S-grade Zerg Second Prince.

Such capability truly astonished anyone.

Had the Tianjia Emperor not made a decision completely out of character like “granting freedom of marriage to males,” Mu Si would never have noticed that something was wrong with his mind.

Releasing his psychic power, Mu Si carefully performed mental soothing for the Tianjia Emperor, continuously probing deeper from the outer layers inward.

Although the Tianjia Emperor’s grade was higher than his and his mental realm was in a terrible state, smoothing it out was unexpectedly effortless.

The Tianjia Emperor offered zero resistance against his psychic power, embracing him with boundless accommodation.

Like a cosmic behemoth lying flat on its back before him, exposing its belly, letting him stroke and knead it as he pleased.

This was a situation Mu Si had never encountered in any military female’s mental realm before.

Although those military females opened their mental realms to him, they would never accommodate him without bottom lines like this.

Sometimes, they might even wish to devour him and keep him trapped permanently.

Yet the Tianjia Emperor handed him absolute control.

The ease of mental soothing was closely tied to mutual trust.

For this situation to occur proved that the Tianjia Emperor trusted him deeply.

Trusted him to the point of entrusting his very life.

This was far too strange.

For a moment, Mu Si even suspected that all the knowledge and experience he had accumulated over the years were false.

How could the Tianjia Emperor trust him completely?

He had once attempted to assassinate the Tianjia Emperor.

He had also fled the imperial palace, fleeing the Tianjia altogether.

To the Tianjia Emperor, this was no different from treason.

Yet the Tianjia Emperor’s mental realm told him that he trusted him without reservation, trusting a male who had betrayed him repeatedly.

Gentle warmth pulsed across his ear.

The Tianjia Emperor still held him in his mouth.

Though he did not bite down, he refused to let go.

Firm teeth brushed repeatedly against his earring.

Did the Tianjia Emperor love gemstone accessories this much?

A trace of bewilderment surfaced in Mu Si’s mind.

Thinking carefully, the Tianjia Emperor had gifted him countless pieces of jewelry.

Yet aside from the mandatory collar males had to wear, he rarely wore anything else, let alone brought them to bed.

He had never realized the Tianjia Emperor harbored such a preference.

Just as he had never realized the Tianjia Emperor’s trust in him.

The Tianjia Emperor’s image in his mind overlapped once more with the Major General from his memories.

Gradually merging into one.

The initial awkward friction dissolved during the fusion as well.

Of course the Major General would trust him; they had spent so many years together in the military.

This was how it should be.

Even with an altered identity, the Major General’s attitude toward him shouldn’t have changed so abruptly.

It was merely that the Tianjia Emperor’s trust in him had been concealed beneath the towering shadow of imperial authority, leaving him unable to perceive it.

The Tianjia Emperor trusted him, yet did not love him.

Mu Si could not stop himself from wondering: what kind of person was he in the Tianjia Emperor’s heart?

A comrade in arms?

Or an emotionless spouse to spend the rest of his life with?

Then… the Tianjia Emperor was astonishingly generous.

Even after experiencing his multiple betrayals, the Tianjia Emperor was still willing to accept him anew.

His Majesty the Emperor’s benevolence and magnanimity.

Ignoring the peculiar emotions stirring in his heart, Mu Si performed the mental soothing dutifully.

However, the Tianjia Emperor was currently overflowing with pheromones, caught at the very peak of yearning for a male.

Consequently, many memory fragments of intimate moments with him surfaced within the mental realm.

This made Mu Si feel somewhat embarrassed.

Struggling to maintain complete concentration.

The only silver lining was that all the memory images contained only the Tianjia Emperor and himself.

If memories involving other males appeared, Mu Si would never have been able to carry on.

Suddenly, Mu Si caught sight of an unfamiliar memory fragment.

It showed the Tianjia Emperor seated inside a shuttle, brows furrowed as he studied content on a virtual screen.

With the rigorous demeanor of someone researching academic literature or handling administrative affairs, he was studying… knowledge regarding male-female intimacy and physiological awakening.

Mu Si was shocked by the content displayed on the virtual screen.

Could the Tianjia Emperor actually read such things?

It did not match the Tianjia Emperor’s cold, imposing image in the slightest.

Even though he had personally been intimate with the Tianjia Emperor many times.

Having engaged in every possible form of closeness.

Even right now, the Tianjia Emperor’s pheromones were overflowing beneath him, flooding profusely.

Yet it was still difficult to associate such sensual matters with the Tianjia Emperor.

Perhaps influenced by the Tianjia Emperor’s thoughts, the scenes in the memories shifted swiftly.

One moment he was reading materials in a shuttle.

The next moment, the setting moved to a dark, sealed room.

Leaning down over the blindfolded male on the bed, the Tianjia Emperor reached out to touch the exposed lower half of the male’s face.

This was something that did not exist in Mu Si’s own memories.

Not wanting to watch the Tianjia Emperor being intimate with another male, he panicked and tried to pull out.

Yet he caught sight of his own face.

A male’s ability to see in the dark was far inferior to a female’s, but this was the Tianjia Emperor’s memory; everything he saw was filtered through the Tianjia Emperor’s eyes and processed by his brain.

Thus, even though the room was pitch-black, Mu Si could still see the male’s face clearly… his own face.

Platinum-blond long hair spilled across the bed like moonlight.

Over that fair, exquisite face rested a solid black, opaque blindfold.

Perfect lips pressed tightly together, flushed with a vivid color from the strain.

Every breath drove subtle shivers through the body, delicate, gorgeous, evoking deep pity.

Mu Si: “…”

This was clearly processed through the Tianjia Emperor’s brain and memories.

In the Tianjia Emperor’s eyes, he looked as if bathed in an ethereal filter.

Yet why would the Tianjia Emperor possess memories of his physiological awakening?

Could it be that the female Tianjia from back then…

In the memory, the Tianjia Emperor lifted him up, wrapping both arms around him, pressing his face into full chest muscles.

Mu Si fell into a daze.

That elderly aristocratic female whose chest was as full as someone who had nursed multiple cubs, yet whose technique was clumsy, appearing entirely careless toward males…

Was the Tianjia Emperor?!

The memory continued.

When the Tianjia Emperor elicited a low moan from him, he bowed his head, cupped his face, and kissed his lips with tender joy.

Everything was identical to his own memories.

Only from another perspective, in a different tone.

His own memory was dark, humiliating, and painful, like a fish on a chopping board left to the mercy of a stranger.

While the Tianjia Emperor’s memory was sweet and tender as if bathed in a soft glow, brimming with the gentle devotion of lovers.

The truth lay right before his eyes.

Indisputable and clear.

The Tianjia Emperor was his guide.

His Major General had not failed to show up; he had not abandoned him to struggle through torment alone.

He had come, yet he never knew.

Instead, he had viewed him as a part of his misery.

Tears welled up and spilled from Mu Si’s eyes.

The tears landed against the Tianjia Emperor’s neck, turning into a cool sensation.

Still mouthing Mu Si’s earlobe, the Tianjia Emperor jolted, releasing him in astonishment, looking up at Mu Si in panic.

“Si Si? What is wrong? Were you hurt by my mental realm? Pull out quickly! I will take you to the medical ward!”

Holding Mu Si in his arms, the Tianjia Emperor rose in a hurry, disregarding his clothes soaked in pheromone fluid, preparing to rush outside.

“No, I am fine,” Mu Si snapped back to reality.

His consciousness had been entirely invested in the mental realm earlier, not even noticing his physical body was crying.

He raised a hand to wipe away his tears, yet the more he wiped, the more they flowed.

The Tianjia Emperor panicked even more, refusing to believe Mu Si was fine, still attempting to carry him to the medical ward.

“No, not the medical ward.”

Mu Si stopped him, wrapping his arms around his neck, burying his face against his throat, weeping softly:

“Hold me, Your Majesty, Major General… X.”

The Tianjia Emperor tightened his hold on the male in his arms.

Holding the male by the bed, he was completely at a loss.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind.

Perhaps his chaotic mental realm had frightened the Imperial Consort.

Or perhaps the Imperial Consort hated staying by his side, unwilling to return to the Tianjia.

Or perhaps the Imperial Consort… missed that Zerg female.

Bitterness welled in the Tianjia Emperor’s heart, his chest aching to the point of numbness, with only sharp twinges shooting through the base of his thumb driven by emotion.

“That female… he cannot offer you anything better,” the Tianjia Emperor spoke with difficulty.

“He is the Second Prince. His royal gege was granted the title of prince early on, conferred as the Morning Star Prince. The Zerg’s previous ‘Star’ was the former Emperor, which is equivalent to designating the heir. The throne has nothing to do with him.”

Enduring the bitter ache in his heart, the Tianjia Emperor analyzed the situation for his Imperial Consort.

“He can only advance within the military, reaching the rank of Marshal at most.”

The Tianjia Emperor was also a Marshal, the supreme military commander.

The Tianjia differed from the Zerg: females governed, and military power rested in female hands as well.

Especially with the Tianjia Emperor, X.

Coming from a military background, he had commanded the empire’s armed forces for years before overthrowing the previous dynasty to claim the throne.

All authority across the empire was concentrated in him alone.

He was both the Emperor and the supreme commander.

A commander with absolute power.

Compared to a Zerg Marshal who was constrained by the Emperor, his authority was vastly superior.

“Furthermore, it is uncertain how long he can remain Marshal.”

The Tianjia Emperor spared no effort in belittling his ‘romantic rival.’

“The Zerg heir is a male. Once he ascends the throne, he will inevitably marry a high-ranking military general as his Female Monarch to consolidate power. When that happens, whether the Marshal’s seat belongs to him or to the new Emperor’s Female Monarch is anyone’s guess.”

“…”

Mu Si was stunned.

Blinking tear-rimmed eyes slowly, utter bewilderment filled his heart.

What was the Tianjia Emperor talking about?

What kind of Tianjia would analyze an enemy nation’s internal politics while comforting a male?

Well… given a female Tianjia’s personality, such things might truly happen often.

However, interrupted like this by the Tianjia Emperor, Mu Si truly did not feel as sad anymore.

The atmosphere was completely shattered.

Still, Mu Si had no interest in discussing enemy politics with the Tianjia Emperor.

Wiping away the tears on his face, he asked the Tianjia Emperor to set him back on the bed.

The Tianjia Emperor complied.

Avoiding the section dampened by pheromones, he pulled the duvet over to cover it, placing the male on the other side.

The Tianjia Emperor dared not climb onto the bed, fearing he might evoke the Imperial Consort’s disgust and resistance, standing quietly to the side instead.

The Imperial Consort’s eyes and nose were flushed red, damp tears still clinging to his eyelashes, evoking both pity and heartache in the Tianjia Emperor.

Blinking his sore eyes, Mu Si reached out to take the Tianjia Emperor’s hand hanging by his side, pulling him closer.

Looking up at the Tianjia Emperor standing before him, he said:

“Your Majesty, my guide was you.”

The Tianjia Emperor paused, nodding slightly:

“Yes.”

Although the agreement stipulated that he could not disclose related details to the male, if the male deduced it himself, it didn’t count as breaking the terms.

Had it not been for… the Imperial Consort wouldn’t even need to guess.

Having spent years together in the military, the Imperial Consort naturally recognized his pheromones.

Hearing the Tianjia Emperor’s answer, Mu Si’s emotions almost surged again.

Fortunately, having already vented his grief, he did not cry further.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Mu Si couldn’t understand.

“There was a confidentiality agreement, I could not disclose it,” the Tianjia Emperor said.

“Confidentiality agreement…”

Mu Si felt both angry and stifled, feeling as though all his past grief had been endured for nothing.

Though he felt the Tianjia Emperor should have dropped some hints, given the Tianjia Emperor’s personality, he might have dropped hints long ago, only for him to miss them entirely.

Back then, having undergone ‘pheromone therapy,’ believing he had been abandoned by the Major General, violated by an ‘unfamiliar elderly aristocratic female,’ and provoked by the revelation that ‘the Major General is the Tianjia Emperor and is carrying an egg.’

His emotional state had been extreme, incapable of rational thought.

Reflecting on it now…

He was brought into the palace one month after his physiological awakening, chosen by the Tianjia Emperor.

And the Tianjia Emperor had already been one month pregnant at that time…

Mu Si’s gaze focused on the Tianjia Emperor’s swollen belly, looking up at him in shock, his tongue tying in knots:

“Is… is that my egg?!”

“Of course.”

The Tianjia Emperor had not anticipated the Imperial Consort would be so surprised.

Looking at the startled Imperial Consort, he placed a hand over his abdomen, his eyes carrying complex emotions.

Biting his lower lip, Mu Si looked at the Tianjia Emperor, then at his belly. After glancing back and forth several times, he reached out tentatively, touching the pregnant belly through the rumpled military uniform.

Touching it, feeling nothing but firmness, Mu Si pulled his hand back in shock.

Staring at the Tianjia Emperor’s bulging belly in disbelief.

Knowing the Imperial Consort disliked cubs, the Tianjia Emperor did not want to frighten him.

He took half a step back, widening the distance slightly.

Smoothing his uniform, he tried to pull his abdomen in to conceal the belly.

Yet that was impossible.

He had been pregnant for several months, already clearly showing.

“Do you have no other males?”

Mu Si inquired with cautious testing.

The Tianjia Emperor was his guide, and the egg was conceived during that session with him.

Then, could it be that the male the Tianjia Emperor loved was him, and only him?

Could it be… that the pure, flawless love he had yearned for had been right beside him all along?

Mu Si gazed at the Tianjia Emperor with anticipation.

Yet dared not hope too much.

Fearing his yearning would fall flat, receiving an answer he already knew.

The Tianjia Emperor halted his movements, gazing quietly at the Imperial Consort, his eyes somewhat hollow.

The Imperial Consort had just been frightened by his belly, and brought up other males right at this moment…

The Imperial Consort did not wish to provide pheromones for the egg in his belly, wanting him to seek out other males.

Moving his lips dryly, the Tianjia Emperor spoke in a flat voice, devoid of inflection:

“None…”

Having spoken, the Tianjia Emperor closed his eyes with difficulty.

He wanted to say that he would not force the Imperial Consort to provide pheromones.

Wanted to say that lacking pheromones was fine.

He had already decided to surgically remove the egg, preserving it with cryogenic technology, awaiting a future opportunity to hatch.

Wanted to tell the Imperial Consort to take care of his health and not harm himself.

That blood… he would not use it, dared not use it.

Seeing the vials of blood left by the Imperial Consort back then, his heart had ached to the point of dying.

If the Imperial Consort had to nourish their egg with blood, he would rather kill himself.

Perishing alongside the cub.

Yet as a Female Master and female father, he could not bear to kill the cub of himself and the Imperial Consort with his own hands.

Therefore, he chose to extract the egg and preserve it.

Awaiting a possible chance in the future.

Even if that chance was infinitesimally slim.

The Tianjia Emperor had already planned everything out.

His own end, and the cub’s destination.

Just as he prepared to speak.

The Imperial Consort suddenly lunged forward, throwing his arms around him with burning passion, kissing his lips.