SGT CH56: The Male Concubine Stabs the Heart

◎The exquisite dagger plunged into his chest.◎

【Livestream loading…】
【Host: Mousse】
【Identity: Tianjia Royal Consort】
【Crimes: Failure to perform mental grooming duties, colluding with rebels, assassinating the emperor while he was pregnant with an egg, personally inserting a dagger into the emperor’s chest.】
【Scum Gong Value: 52】
【Judgment: You are naive and cruel, seemingly deeply affectionate yet ultimately ruthless, pathologically pursuing perfection. If there are flaws, you would rather destroy them, destroying the other party and yourself.】
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【Scum Gong Reformation Livestream loading complete】
【Livestream starting】

The livestream light screen appeared out of thin air.

The black-haired Tianjia, kneeling on the bed, seemed to sense something. He looked up, his crimson pupils turning towards the light screen, his stern brow furrowing slightly.

“Your Majesty, what’s wrong?”

The golden-haired male lying beneath him tilted his head back. Slender fingers brushed through his hair, sweeping a few thin braids behind his head, revealing a face of indescribable beauty.

The male’s eyes were half-closed with sleepiness, his light-golden eyelashes fluttering, unwilling to open.

“It’s nothing.”

The Tianjia Emperor withdrew his gaze with a hint of confusion and continued the action at hand, carefully massaging the male’s waist.

“Stop massaging, it hurts more the more you do it.”

The male hummed a few times, hugged the soft pillow, and buried his face in it.

The Tianjia Emperor’s expression was grim.

“Who told you to sleep on the swing and then fall off!”

“It’s the grass’s fault. It looked so soft and thick, but it wouldn’t catch me.”

The male complained in a soft voice, looking as if he had been bullied and was very wronged.

The Tianjia Emperor chuckled lowly, “Alright, the grass is bad, Sisi is good.”

“Of course.”

Mousse said, turning over and covering his mouth to yawn, rubbing his sleepy eyes as he reached for the blanket beside him.

“Go to sleep, Your Majesty. It’s very late.”

Beside them, in the unnoticed light screen of the livestream room, the bullet comments scrolled by.

[Hi, can anyone see me? Who exactly is the host?]

[The golden-haired beauty didn’t even look at the light screen. The black-haired one did glance over, though. His crimson eyes startled me, such a strong presence.]

[Host Mousse… that name sounds a little familiar.]

[I think you’re looking for: Mousse Cake.]

[Little Cake, now that you mention it, he does look a bit like him. Both are great beauties.]

[Their auras are different. This one is the white moonlight type; the Prince was the cinnabar mole.]

[A parallel universe version of Little Cake? Cute.]

[By the way, this doesn’t look like a scum gong.]

[A scum gong value of 52… is this the lowest starting value in history?]

[Looks like this reformation will be easy.]

[No, look at the “Crimes”! Colluding with rebels, assassination during pregnancy, stabbing the heart with a dagger… This isn’t a matter of being scummy or not; this is a nine-clan extermination game.]

[Good heavens, even with all that, it’s only 52 points? Might as well add a 0 at the end to make it 520.]

[No way, looking at how they interact, it doesn’t seem like they have a history of colluding with rebels and assassination. Has it not started yet?]

[Then there’s still hope. As long as the host gives up the assassination, cuts ties with the rebels, and turns over a new leaf, the reformation should be considered a success.]

Mousse fumbled with his eyes closed for a long time but couldn’t find the blanket.

He opened his eyes with some confusion, just in time to see the Tianjia Emperor hiding the blanket behind his back.

“?”

Was he not going to let a Tianjia sleep?

Mousse was slightly annoyed. He propped himself up and went to snatch the blanket the Tianjia Emperor had hidden.

But he was held by the waist and pulled into an embrace by the Tianjia Emperor.

His cheek pressed against a firm, full chest muscle, and he could even hear the strong beating of the heart within.

The scorching heat transmitted through his skin. Mousse quickly looked up, his emerald eyes filled with panic.

The Tianjia Emperor leaned down and kissed the corner of his eye, his voice low as he moved downwards.

“Sisi, the night is still long. Can you let me have my fill? Just consider it a favor for me massaging your waist.”

“I’m already broken from the fall! And you still won’t let me go!”

Mousse struggled out of the Tianjia Emperor’s embrace. Before he could get far, his wrist was caught and he was pinned down.

A shadow fell over him as the Tianjia Emperor’s tall, strong figure covered him.

“You don’t have to move. You just lie down and rest. I’ll do the work.”

The male’s beautiful, light-golden hair fanned out, his slender neck elegant and fragile. The Tianjia Emperor couldn’t resist and leaned down to kiss it.

“Aix!”

The suction on his neck made Mousse let out a short, startled cry.

His head instinctively tilted back, and his hands blindly grabbed at the Tianjia Emperor’s hair, trying to pull him away.

Of course, he couldn’t move an aroused female Tianjia, nor could he break free.

A cool, snow-like pheromone spread out, but the breath of the female Tianjia on his neck was scorching hot.

[Holy crap! Are we allowed to see this?]

[Cherish it while you can. The screen is about to go black for the whole night.]

【Scum Gong Value +1】

[What’s going on? Aren’t they just a loving couple? Why is the scum gong value going up?]

【Scum Gong Value +1】

[Again? Must be a bug.]

[Crappy system.]

Mousse furrowed his brow, panting. His right hand quietly dropped, slowly retracting, and reached under the pillow behind his head.

【Scum Gong Value +2】

Beep beep beep—

A rapid and loud air-raid siren suddenly blared, and the sky lit up with red light.

The Tianjia Emperor propped himself up, his strong arm wrapping around the male, protectively holding him in his embrace.

He turned his head to look out the window, which was flashing with red light.

This was an S-class alarm, representing rebellion and war.

A sudden pain shot through his chest.

The Tianjia Emperor looked down in astonishment and saw an exquisite dagger plunged into his chest.

The male’s fair, slender hand gripped the hilt, fiercely stabbing the dagger into his heart.

【Scum Gong Value +5】

[Holy crap! Holy crap!!!]

[Huh? No way? Stabbing the heart with a dagger? It’s happening now?!]

[I’m stunned. I thought there would be enough time to reform and avoid this plot point. So, what appears in the “Crimes” section is bound to happen?]

[But, he stabbed him in the heart, and the scum gong value only increased by a few points? Under normal circumstances, shouldn’t it have maxed out?]

The blade hit the hilt. Blood flowed down the dagger, seeping from between slender fingers.

Mousse’s hand holding the dagger trembled, and he suddenly pulled it back.

The blood-stained hand landed on the bedsheet, leaving a glaring red mark on the pure white fabric.

Mousse stared at the dagger stuck in the Tianjia Emperor’s chest, his breathing ragged, his arms weak. He slowly moved his body backward.

The Tianjia Emperor’s gaze shifted from the dagger to the male’s pale, beautiful face, a dark light surging in his crimson eyes.

He suppressed the turmoil of emotions and asked in a cold voice:

“Why?”

“Because you deserve to die!”

Mousse gritted his teeth, glaring at him. “You… monster, tyrant!”

【Scum Gong Value +5】
【Current Scum Gong Value: 66】

Monster, tyrant.

Aix had heard many enemies, and even his own kind, curse him like this. He had never cared, and even enjoyed seeing their angry and fearful expressions.

Only when hearing it from Mousse’s mouth did a pain rise in his chest.

Perhaps it was because there was a dagger currently stuck in his chest.

The Tianjia Emperor raised his hand and pulled out the dagger.

Blood gushed out for a moment, then immediately stopped.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, not a single scar remained.

Only the presence of blood proved that the wound that had pierced his chest was real.

Mousse blinked, staring in astonishment at the Tianjia Emperor’s fully recovered chest.

The special alloy dagger, said to be able to break through a high-level Tianjia’s self-healing ability and kill them.

It could only delay the Tianjia Emperor’s healing by a few seconds.

And this was while the Tianjia Emperor was pregnant with an egg, his self-healing ability greatly reduced.

“You’re not an S-class at all!”

A surge of anger from being deceived rose in Mousse’s heart.

“Aix! You’ve been lying to me all along! Your obsession with my pheromones was also an act! You’re such a good actor!”

The Tianjia Emperor opened his mouth, “…That part wasn’t.”

Mousse would never believe his words again.

“Everything you’ve said to me was a lie,” Mousse’s voice choked, his vision blurring.

Whether it was true or false no longer mattered.

The Tianjia Emperor was not an S-class at all. The rebel army had no hope of winning.

He could never kill him, not even injure him.

He had lost.

He had gambled everything, and still, nothing had changed.

Everything would proceed towards the predetermined future.

However, he wouldn’t be able to see that day.

“Why are you crying?”

He was the one who got stabbed. He hadn’t said anything yet, but the male in front of him was crying first.

The Tianjia Emperor frowned at the tears gathering in Mousse’s eyes, not understanding where he got so many tears.

Males were indeed made of water.

Mousse’s vision had only been blurry at first, but with his question, the tears fell directly.

“I’m about to die, and you won’t even let me cry… Tyrant.”

He choked, raising a hand to wipe his tears, but the more he wiped, the more they flowed.

“…Who said you were going to die?”

The Tianjia Emperor looked at the tears in the male’s eyes, and his heart felt as if it were being repeatedly pierced, an unbearable feeling.

He pursed his lips and reached out his hand.

Mousse thought he was about to be hit. He shrank his head in fear and squeezed his eyes shut, his tear-soaked eyelashes trembling with fear.

He wasn’t afraid of death, but he was afraid of pain.

He was also afraid of dying an ugly death.

He had heard that the Tianjia Emperor could punch through a mecha.

If he took a punch, his death would surely be gruesome.

The Tianjia Emperor’s hand stopped in mid-air.

After a moment of silence, he withdrew his hand and got out of bed.

The emergency alarm was still blaring.

Mousse waited for a long time but felt no pain. He secretly opened one eye to peek.

He saw the Tianjia Emperor take off his blood-stained night robe, standing naked and strong by the bed, taking out a military uniform from his spatial button and putting it on.

The sound of dense footsteps came from outside.

The Tianjia Emperor buttoned his collar, turned his head to look at him, and instructed in a deep voice:

“Stay in your palace. Don’t go anywhere until I return.”

After speaking, he put the blood-stained night robe and the unusually sharp dagger from the bed into his spatial button and strode away.

Outside, several thousand personal guards stood in solemn formation.

Chief Guard Gray stepped forward, gave a crisp military salute, and reported:

“Your Majesty, rebel armed forces have appeared in the second and third districts of the imperial capital. Colonel Alan has already led troops to suppress them. The Hollis family of Gold Sand Star has rebelled and is heading towards the imperial capital. Vice Admiral Snow is leading troops to intercept.”

“The Hollis family of Gold Sand Star, and the nobles of the imperial capital… what a fine coordination. These old geezers, they really can’t sit still.”

The Tianjia Emperor’s eyes were cold.

He was the emperor of the Tianjia Empire, and also the empire’s supreme commander.

The Tianjia Emperor didn’t care about the small private armies the nobles had.

But this matter involved his Royal Consort, and he had to eliminate all hidden dangers.

Thinking of the male, his already healed chest faintly ached again.

The Tianjia Emperor ignored the dull pain in his heart and gave a cold order:

“Lieutenant Colonel Gray, you will take two thousand personal guards and remain at the palace to protect the Royal Consort. The rest of the Tianjia will follow me.”

Chief Guard Gray: “???”

Your Majesty, are you sure you didn’t misspeak?

There are only three thousand personal guards here, and you’re leaving two thousand to protect the Royal Consort?

The Tianjia Emperor’s icy gaze swept over, and the Chief Guard immediately accepted the order:

“Yes! This subordinate swears to protect His Highness the Royal Consort to the death!”

The Tianjia Emperor left with one thousand personal guards.

Mousse sensed the Tianjia Emperor moving away and could also sense the many Tianjia soldiers guarding outside.

Was he… under house arrest?

Mousse’s gaze shifted and landed on the light screen floating in mid-air.

[The host is finally looking over, that wasn’t easy.]
[Hello, Little Cake No. 2. Although your initial scum gong value is low, you gained 14 points in just one day. This is a very bad start. You must immediately correct your attitude and actively reform!]

“Re…form?”

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