SGT CH60: Not Allowed to Release Pheromones

◎”I just won’t let other females enjoy you, and you start crying!”◎

Mousse thought about the spiritual plague, about that ice coffin large enough for two Tianjia, and his mind was in turmoil. He didn’t sleep well all night.

The next day, he rarely woke up earlier than the Tianjia Emperor.

Even in his sleep, the Tianjia Emperor’s arm was possessively wrapped around his waist.

He had been stabbed in the heart with a knife by him, yet he still lay beside him without any fear, completely unguarded.

He didn’t know if it was because he was too confident in his own strength, or just too big-hearted.

Mousse leaned against the Tianjia Emperor’s chest, able to feel the steady and powerful beat of the heart within.

If a female were compared to a mecha, the heart would be the mecha’s energy core.

Aix was a god-tier mecha with an SSS-class energy core.

The powerful energy core continuously supplied energy to his body.

In this process, a large amount of heat would also be generated.

Just being close, one would feel the scorching heat.

Mousse actually really liked the feeling of being quietly held by Aix.

It was very warm.

Like burrowing into a bed warmed by a firebox in the cold winter.

It made him want to hide inside for a lifetime.

But sometimes, he would also fear this scorching heat.

When Aix held him, demanding and possessing him, the boiling heat seemed like it would melt him.

It was too terrifying.

Sometimes, Mousse couldn’t help but think, it would be great if Aix didn’t do that kind of thing to him.

Didn’t release pheromones to him, and didn’t ask for his pheromones.

Didn’t always eat him again and again, making him unable to extricate himself.

But this was his use to Aix.

Pheromones and mental grooming, the only two uses of a male in a female’s eyes.

Back then, the male upbringing institution had sent him and a group of A-class males who had come of age the previous month to the palace for the Tianjia Emperor to choose.

The Tianjia Emperor had kept him, the one with the highest level.

As soon as the other Tianjia left, the Tianjia Emperor had possessed him.

Without even holding a wedding ceremony.

Just to use his pheromones to nourish the egg in his abdomen.

To Aix, he was just a tool for producing pheromones.

Oh, and the yet-to-be-unlocked mental grooming function.

Perhaps he should give Aix a mental grooming, so that Aix would die with him.

But that didn’t have much meaning.

The future had already proven that even if the tyrant abdicated, the subsequent rulers could not stop the spiritual plague, could not stop the extinction of males.

“What are you thinking about?”

A deep voice came from above his head. Mousse looked up in surprise to find that the Tianjia Emperor was already awake, a pair of crimson eyes calmly watching him.

“I was thinking… how long Your Majesty could live if I don’t give you a mental grooming,” Mousse replied.

The Tianjia Emperor was so amused by his bluntness that he laughed.

“It could be three months, or it could be three hundred years, who knows?”

“Even a spiritual riot cannot affect my rule over the empire. And…”

The Tianjia Emperor pinched his chin and said coldly:

“I will strive to live a long, long life. I won’t give you the chance to be a widower, and even less will I give you the chance to throw yourself into the arms of other females!”

“Just talk, why be so fierce?”

Mousse struggled to rescue his chin from the Tianjia Emperor’s hand.

Needless to say, it must have left finger marks.

He felt wronged.

“I just won’t let other females enjoy you, and you start crying!”

The Tianjia Emperor was both angry and heartbroken.

What was he talking about?

Mousse glared at him, wronged.

“You almost broke my jaw! My jaw fell off!”

“…”

The Tianjia Emperor was choked speechless for a moment.

“If your jaw fell off, how are you talking to me now?”

【I’m using my mental power.】

Mousse seamlessly switched to a mental conversation.

A powerful mental force passed through the mental barrier, directly sending the thought into his mind.

It gave the Tianjia Emperor the illusion of being completely violated mentally.

The Tianjia Emperor’s body trembled for a moment.

Even though he quickly controlled his body’s muscles to hide his reaction, the pheromones that unconsciously flowed out from below still exposed his discomposure.

Before Mousse’s brain could react, the glands in his body spontaneously released pheromones in response.

Discovering the air was filled with pheromones, Mousse was stunned, feeling both helpless and confused.

“Your Majesty, why do you want it again? I’m already injured.”

Mousse held his face and tilted his chin up, showing the pitiful injury to the Tianjia Emperor.

The Royal Consort holding his face like this, tilting his chin up, and looking at him pitifully was like asking for a kiss.

The Tianjia Emperor’s breath hitched. His brain, already muddled by the male’s mental power and pheromones, became even less clear.

And the Royal Consort had released pheromones, which meant the Royal Consort wanted it too.

Although the Royal Consort always refused, the pheromones couldn’t be wrong.

A half-refusing Royal Consort was especially cute.

Thinking this, the Tianjia Emperor lowered his head and restrainedly kissed the pink finger mark on Mousse’s chin, asking in a low voice:

“Why is your skin so tender? A light touch leaves a mark.”

As an SSS-class female, the Tianjia Emperor’s body fluids had a strong healing power. The moment they touched Mousse’s skin, the light pink finger mark faded.

“Of course, it’s not as tough as your thick skin. Ah, don’t eat me, I mean you have nerves of steel, exceptionally heroic.”

Mousse raised his hand to refuse, but it was useless. The more he pushed, the more addicted the Tianjia Emperor became to kissing him.

He even let out a low laugh at his words, the vibration of his chest under his hand making Mousse’s ears hot.

Two hours later, the Tianjia Emperor was refreshed and got up to handle political affairs.

Mousse was extremely annoyed, regretting that he had woken up too early today.

He decided to wait until the Tianjia Emperor was gone before opening his eyes from now on.

“Sisi.”

The Tianjia Emperor tucked the male’s slightly messy hair behind his ear and called softly.

【Sisi is already asleep.】

Mousse responded with his mental power without opening his eyes.

The Tianjia Emperor was almost aroused by the mental power invading his mind again.

He silently took several deep breaths before suppressing his desire.

“There’s a banquet at the palace tonight. Does Sisi want to attend?”

The Tianjia Emperor asked softly, and before Mousse could answer, he continued:

“Never mind. You’re so tired today, just rest in the palace.”

“??!!”

Mousse sat up abruptly, grabbed the Tianjia Emperor, and said:

“I want to attend!”

“Don’t you want to rest more?” the Tianjia Emperor asked.

“I’ve been under house arrest by you for a week. I’ve rested enough!”

“When did I put you under house arrest?” the Tianjia Emperor was confused.

“Just… before you went to suppress the rebellion, you said I wasn’t allowed to leave the palace. I haven’t even been to the garden these past few days.”

The assassination was Mousse’s own decision. Since he did it, he had anticipated the consequences.

Whether it was execution or being tortured under house arrest, it was the punishment he deserved.

He had long been accustomed to being confined to a fixed room.

At least, the Royal Consort’s palace was much larger than his original room.

It was just that even looking at the moon from the window was met with the threat of destroying the moon, which made Mousse a little sad.

“I never intended to put you under house arrest.”

The Tianjia Emperor caressed the male’s head, softening his voice, and said:

“It was too chaotic outside then. I was afraid you would get hurt if you went out.”

“Then can I go to the garden?” Mousse asked tentatively.

“Of course,” the Tianjia Emperor nodded and added:

“And the open-air bath you wanted will be ready tomorrow.”

“Wow!”

Mousse was pleasantly surprised and pressed his advantage:

“Then can I attend the banquet?”

“…Yes.”

The Tianjia Emperor, like all besotted rulers who couldn’t resist their favorite consort’s requests, could only agree because he didn’t want to see his favorite consort disappointed.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

Mousse could tell that the Tianjia Emperor didn’t want him to attend the banquet. Although he didn’t understand the reason, he would never give the other party a chance to go back on his word.

He wrapped his arms around the Tianjia Emperor’s neck and gave him a loud kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“Your Majesty is so nice.”

After the kiss, he pulled away, didn’t go back to bed, and went straight to the walk-in closet to change.

He was going to sleep in the garden.

Feeling that touch-and-go closeness, the Tianjia Emperor was both happy and couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

The Royal Consort was not as close to him as he appeared.

Always distant, like an elusive cloud of mist.

Sometimes he felt that he really liked to be close to him, and sometimes he felt that he was always trying to escape from him.

The Tianjia Emperor had no solution for this.

He could only force it.

Glancing at the time on his terminal, before leaving, the Tianjia Emperor knocked on the door of the walk-in closet and reminded:

“Sisi, don’t sleep on the swing, and don’t sleep in the thorny bushes.”

“Got it, Mr. Nagging Warden.”

Mousse was putting on his clothes and didn’t notice what he had said.

Tianjia Emperor: “…”

Warden?

Is that how he saw him?

The Tianjia Emperor walked to the door with complex feelings. In the end, he still couldn’t rest assured. He turned around, carried the Royal Consort’s bedding out, and spread it on the grass in the garden.

The Royal Consort was a little lazybones. If he didn’t arrange it for him, who knows in which corner of the garden he would lie down and fall asleep.

Then if he fell, got bruised, or pricked his skin, he would be uncomfortable again.

Mousse changed into a set of loose clothes suitable for sleeping and came out. Seeing the white cotton bedding on the grass, his eyes curved unconsciously.

Sunlight, grass, bedding, and the blooming flowers around, just looking at it felt so comfortable.

Mousse burrowed into the blanket and rolled around comfortably.

It turned out he didn’t hate white; he just hated the unchanging white in a confined space.
…

In the afternoon, mechanical attendants delivered dozens of magnificent formal gowns for the Royal Consort to choose from.

[Holy crap, if I didn’t know better, I’d think I walked into a clothing store.]
[A clothing store doesn’t have this many haute couture pieces.]
[What kind of banquet is this? Such a grand display?]

Not only was the livestream audience confused, Mousse was also very puzzled.

The number of formal gowns this time was even more than on his wedding day.

The banquet held at this time was, to put it bluntly, a celebration for suppressing the rebellion, dealing with the old nobility, and dividing the spoils. Was it necessary to make it so grand?

Mousse couldn’t figure it out, but he still carefully selected his clothes.

He didn’t have many hobbies, but beautiful clothes in rich colors were one of them.

In the end, Mousse chose a formal gown with a ruby brooch and intricate red shoulder straps.

The buttons of the clothes used a flying bird motif, and the hem of the long coat had three wings hanging on each side, as if it could break free from its restraints and fly.

Mousse really liked this design.

After Mousse finished selecting his gown, he gestured for the mechanical attendants to leave.

The mechanical attendants sent all the gowns the Royal Consort had touched or looked at to the walk-in closet and left with the remaining few that had not received the Royal Consort’s attention.

Only then did Mousse understand that it wasn’t about him choosing a gown; all these gowns were for him.

The monthly allowances and rations for the harem were fixed.

Neither the palace steward nor the several brands responsible for the royal family’s clothing would do such an extra thing.

This could only be the Tianjia Emperor’s intention.

It was hard to imagine that the serious, stern, and frosty Tianjia Emperor, whose only warmth was his body temperature, would actually do something as out of character as sending clothes to a male.

But Mousse liked these clothes.

Although they were a bit too magnificent, they were still better than the black, white, and gray clothes the palace sent him every month.

“Is it pretty?”

Mousse changed into the gown, walked around, and asked the livestream audience.

[It’s pretty!]
[Little Cake is super beautiful!]
[With the host’s face and figure, he’d look gorgeous even in a sack.]
[I’m the besotted ruler now.]

Mousse’s mood was cheerful.

The praise from these otherworldly viewers was completely different from the praise of the female Tianjia in the empire’s livestreams of the past.

They wouldn’t fantasize about his pheromones, wouldn’t speculate on what level he would reach after coming of age, or how much military merit would be needed to redeem him.

They just saw something beautiful and appreciated beauty, a pure appreciation without any self-interest or desire.

Mousse’s mood was cheerful.
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The good mood that had lasted all day came to an abrupt halt when the Tianjia Emperor came to pick him up for the banquet and instructed him on what to do.

“What did Your Majesty just say? I didn’t hear clearly.”

Mousse tilted his head, cupped his ear with his hand, and asked in confusion.

The Tianjia Emperor’s gaze was uncontrollably glued to Mousse.

He thought to himself that the Royal Consort dressed in magnificent clothes was indeed very good-looking, and the little wings all over him were very lively. If he reached out, picked up the Royal Consort, and placed him on his shoulder, perhaps he could make those little wings fly.

With other images in his mind, upon hearing the Royal Consort’s question, the Tianjia Emperor was a beat slow to recall what he had just said.

He repeated solemnly:

“At the banquet later, you are not allowed to release pheromones to other females.”

The smile on Mousse’s face faded.

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”

“Not even for one night?”

The Tianjia Emperor frowned, “Even if it’s for…”

He paused, not knowing what to say.

For him?

The Royal Consort didn’t care about him.

After a long while, the Tianjia Emperor pursed his lips and said in a flat tone:

“Just consider it for the sake of the royal family’s face.”

What does the royal family’s face have to do with him?

Besides, it’s not like he wants to release pheromones.

Mousse rolled his eyes internally, snorted coldly, and said:

“I can’t do it, and that’s that. It’s useless no matter what you say.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

The Tianjia Emperor almost gritted his teeth to pieces, but he still suppressed his anger and said:

“I’ve had all the female generals and officials attending the banquet injected with pheromone inhibitors. Even if you release pheromones, no female will be able to respond to you.”

“You can only come to me,” the Tianjia Emperor threatened through gritted teeth.

Mousse: “…You should have said so earlier.”

“?”

The Tianjia Emperor looked at him in confusion.

If he had said so earlier, would he have agreed not to release pheromones to other females?

“If no female releases pheromones to me, I naturally won’t release any pheromones,” Mousse said as if it were a matter of course.

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