SGT CH63: He Was the One Who Hurt the Empress Consort the Most

◎It wasn’t playing hard to get, but an ignored cry for help.◎

Congratulations to the patient on his recovery…

How glaring and ironic.

Those quack doctors had tormented his Sisi with pheromones for three months, forcing him to develop a conditioned response of releasing his own pheromones upon encountering a female’s, and then they said:

Congratulations, patient, on your recovery.

Each of these words precisely hit the Tianjia Emperor’s breaking point, making him uncontrollably furious.

A year ago, at the Mercury Fortress on the front line, a golden-haired youth with a still somewhat childish face stood before him, pleading for permission to remain at the front.

He had sternly refused the male’s request.

“No, you are about to come of age. You should return to the capital planet, recuperate your body, and prepare for your physiological awakening.”

The environment at Mercury Fortress was harsh and supplies were scarce, inherently unsuitable for a male to live in.

The golden-haired youth before him was one of the few males who had voluntarily come to the front lines to provide mental soothing for the soldiers.

He was also the one who had been with the army the longest.

When he first arrived, he was only 14 years old.

An age when he should have been growing up carefree under the protection of all Tianjia.

Even in the Tianjia Empire, where every female was a soldier, underage females were not sent to the battlefield.

Yet, they let an underage male follow the army, letting him stay for five years.

Even the strictest officer, the most cold-blooded monarch, would feel a sense of guilt towards such a male.

Returning to the capital planet, back to the male nursery, was the better choice.

That’s what Aix thought at the time.

“I can undergo my physiological awakening here. Doesn’t the army have rooms that can isolate pheromones? It won’t cause any chaos.”

The golden-haired male persisted, his emerald eyes looking at him with determination.

“Everything can be the same as before. I just need a guide to accompany me through my physiological awakening. Perhaps you…”

The male didn’t finish his sentence, but his fervent eyes, full of hope, had already conveyed his meaning to Aix.

Aix had never encountered such ardent feelings.

He had dedicated all his emotions and passion to battle, never considering males or marriage.

As an SSS-class who had long been on the battlefield, even when he deliberately restrained himself, the aura around him would make males avoid him, trembling in fear at the mere sight of him.

His former adjutant couldn’t stand it anymore and said that if he continued like this, he would be destined to be alone.

Marshal Aix being alone was fine, but the Tianjia Emperor and the empire still needed an heir.

An SSS-class already had a huge rank difference with all the males in the empire, making pregnancy difficult.

If this continued, the Tianjia Emperor might not even be able to conceive an egg before his life neared its end, which would surely throw the empire into chaos.

Aix didn’t want to see such a situation either, but he truly had no feelings for those timid and cowering males.

But now, facing the sincere and passionate eyes of the golden-haired male, Aix began to consider whether it was better to have one egg, or two. Five or six wouldn’t be out of the question either.

Aix’s mind fantasized about him and the golden-haired male surrounded by eggs and cubs, using his remaining cognitive function to try and form his words:

“Physiological awakening is a major event in your life. You need a better environment… The capital planet has the best of everything. That’s where you should be.”

The male’s eyes seemed to dim for a moment. He pursed his lips, and finally looked at him and said:

“When I go back, the male nursery will arrange a guide for me. I heard the competition for the position of guide for an A-class male is very fierce, enough to make the nobles of the empire’s upper echelon fight tooth and nail.”

“That is indeed the case, but it’s nothing.”

Aix’s expression was calm, his heart full of confidence.

No one would dare compete with the Tianjia Emperor.

Even if someone did, the winner would only be him.

“…I understand.”

The golden-haired male lowered his eyes, no longer looking at him. “I will return to the capital planet with the people from the male nursery. I also wish you, sir, victory in all your battles and a smooth career path. In the future… may you marry the male you desire.”

“I will.”

On the day the male left, Aix ended the battle as quickly as possible to see him off.

But the male had already boarded the ship and did not come out to see him.

Aix could only instruct the people from the male nursery to take good care of the male.

Aix had disguised his identity when he came to the front line this time. Apart from Lieutenant General Snow of the First Legion, no one knew his true identity.

But over the years, the military achievements accumulated under this false identity were enough to promote him to Lieutenant General.

With such valiant combat ability and a rocket-like promotion speed, no one dared to underestimate him.

The Tianjia from the male nursery naturally agreed respectfully.

They only hinted that there were dozens of Lieutenant Generals, and even Legion Generals and top nobles, competing to be the male’s guide.

A-class males were rare, and an A-class male who had been with the army for five years and provided mental soothing for millions of female soldiers was unprecedented.

Mousse might become the first S-class male in the thousands of years of the Tianjia Empire’s history.

All the powerful and influential females in the empire, married or unmarried, were waiting for Mousse’s physiological awakening.

There were even several Legion Generals who had teamed up, preparing to bid for the position of Mousse’s guide and for him himself.

The underlying meaning of the male nursery’s words was: Although you have a great future, you are still a Lieutenant General now and cannot compete with those old-guard nobles.

Aix hadn’t been in the capital for years, but he knew that some nobles and high-ranking military officials were interacting frequently. He had thought they were tired of living and wanted to rebel, and was even looking forward to it.

So it turned out they wanted to snatch his male from him. Then they really were tired of living.

Aix was busy going to give his old subordinates some friendly “care,” so he only once again instructed the male nursery to take good care of the male before leaving.

…

He had thought that Mousse would receive the best care upon returning to the capital, but he never expected this was how the male nursery “took care” of his Sisi.

He looked down at Mousse, who was curled up restlessly in his sleep, his brow slightly furrowed.

The Tianjia Emperor’s heart ached.

Mousse had wanted to stay on the front line, wanted him to be his guide.

It was he who rejected his application, letting the male nursery take him away.

It was he who had single-handedly pushed his Sisi into a pit of fire.

And even after Sisi had endured so much suffering and finally came to his side to become his Empress Consort, he was still misunderstanding him.

It turned out that the Empress Consort releasing pheromones to all the females around him wasn’t because he wanted to be intimate with them.

The Empress Consort’s pathological treatment by the male nursery had created an instinct to release pheromones upon contact with female pheromones.

Yet he knew nothing about it and thought the Empress Consort wanted to be intimate with those females.

When the Empress Consort faced those females releasing pheromones, he couldn’t control his own body and could only instinctively release pheromones in response.

At that time, how scared and helpless the Empress Consort must have been.

And when he arrived after receiving the notification of rising pheromones, he didn’t give the Empress Consort any comfort, but instead took him on the spot.

He was the one who had hurt the Empress Consort the most.

In all those days and nights, when the Empress Consort’s body struggled in his arms while his pheromones responded to him, it wasn’t some game of push and pull…

It was an ignored cry for help.

On the night of the noble’s rebellion, he had also mistaken the Empress Consort’s resistance as part of the mood, ignoring his struggles to pin him down and taste him, only to be stabbed in the heart with a dagger by the Empress Consort.

That was the Empress Consort’s ultimate act of resistance after being utterly humiliated.

The Tianjia Emperor still remembered the tears in the Empress Consort’s eyes at that moment.

The pain of being stabbed in the heart seemed to transform into another kind of agony.

The Tianjia Emperor endured the pain in his chest and moved lightly, getting out of bed without waking the Empress Consort.

As soon as he left the bedchamber, the Tianjia Emperor called his Chief Secretary to work.

“…The quack doctors who devised the ‘treatment plan’ to torture the Empress Consort, the medical institutions and the male nursery that approved the plan, all Tianjia involved in this matter—thoroughly investigate and bring them to trial!”

Being called up in the middle of the night to work was a common occurrence for the Tianjia Emperor’s secretarial team.

This had been the norm for the two hundred years since His Majesty’s accession.

However, since His Majesty got married, such things had become rare.

After two months of peaceful living with early nights and early mornings, the Chief Secretary was not quite used to being suddenly called to work in the middle of the night.

He carefully read the treatment record.

The simple words in the record chronicled the male’s three months of painful treatment, enough to make any observer feel sympathy.

But the Tianjia always valued results over process.

Whatever method was used, as long as the final result was achieved, it was acceptable.

The pain endured during the process was a necessary payment and sacrifice.

Although such treatment would indeed cause the male great pain, it was for the sake of treatment.

A male being unable to release pheromones was a major defect.

If he couldn’t release pheromones and couldn’t quickly get into the mood when being used by a female, the male himself would also suffer greatly.

The treatment was for the Empress Consort’s own good.

The treatment methods didn’t seem radical to the Chief Secretary either; it was just a matter of placing the Empress Consort in a room with various pheromones.

But they failed to stop when the male felt intense pain, and it left side effects.

This caused the Empress Consort to have difficulty controlling his pheromone gland, resulting in an instinctive reaction to release pheromones upon encountering female pheromones.

These were also facts.

As the Tianjia Emperor’s Chief Secretary, he was responsible only to His Majesty.

He didn’t care whether the treatment was right or wrong, or if the methods were radical. He only needed to achieve the result His Majesty wanted.

Thus, the Chief Secretary asked respectfully:

“Your Majesty’s meaning is… to send all the Tianjia involved in this matter to the tribunal? Should they be sentenced heavily, or directly…”

Snip.

The Tianjia Emperor’s crimson pupils looked at the Chief Secretary through the virtual screen, his voice cold:

“What do you mean by ‘sentenced heavily’?”

The Chief Secretary silently lit a candle for the doctors and all responsible parties in his heart and said:

“Causing injury to a male during the treatment process… depending on the severity of the injury, the sentence is three to ten years of imprisonment…”

In a case like the Empress Consort’s, a normal sentence would be three years at most.

But as long as His Majesty expressed his will, the Chief Secretary could absolutely make them stay in for ten years.

“Can this kind of thing even be called treatment?”

The Tianjia Emperor sneered, “Heh, ten years…”

Ten years was but one-seventieth of a high-ranking Tianjia’s life, barely anything at all.

“It’s too little,” the Tianjia Emperor said.

“This…”

Going higher wasn’t impossible, it’s just…

“It will be detrimental to your reputation.”

The Tianjia Emperor: “When have I ever had a good reputation?”

Before his accession, he did have the title of “God of War.”

The nobles both wanted to win him over and feared him.

The fatuous old emperor was wary of him and plotted against him, not hesitating to give up half the country to borrow the enemy’s hand to kill him. As a monarch, he colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country.

On the night of blood, he personally twisted off the old emperor’s head, destroyed the royal family, slaughtered all the nobles involved, and seized the throne in a coup.

After that, he was thoroughly branded with the title of “Tyrant.”

“That’s still different…” the Chief Secretary said weakly.

Although His Majesty had a terrible reputation among the nobles and their supporters, all the commoner Tianjia, especially the female soldiers, greatly admired His Majesty.

But if His Majesty were to take action against the male nursery, it would incite hostility from all Tianjia, especially unmarried females.

The Tianjia Emperor didn’t care, and ordered:

“Investigate! The male nursery and the medical院, investigate them all thoroughly!

“They dared to ignore the Empress Consort’s pain, using the banner of ‘treatment’ to subject the Empress Consort to such torture. They must have used similar methods to torture other males.

“Find them all for me. I will personally judge them!”

The Tianjia Emperor said “personally judge,” but what the Chief Secretary heard was “a river of blood.”

The Chief Secretary took a deep breath, accepted the order, and left, “Yes!”

He only took orders from His Majesty the Emperor. Since His Majesty wanted a river of blood, then a river of blood it shall be.

·

Mousse woke from his sleep to find the space beside him empty.

He was already used to this.

For a while after returning from the front line, Mousse had maintained his military routine of sleeping and waking early.

Later, when he was required to undergo pheromone treatment, his schedule was completely thrown into disarray.

In any case, there was nothing to do even if he woke up early.

Males were confined to their homes. Besides waiting to be used by females, they could only entertain themselves.

After marrying into the imperial palace, Mousse had also tried to find some hobbies for himself, like painting.

That same day, his painting teacher was dismissed by the Tianjia Emperor.

The Tianjia Emperor did find him many online painting courses, but Mousse was no longer interested.

Mousse entered the walk-in closet and sat before the vanity mirror to comb his own hair.

His long, curly hair was difficult to manage, and he liked some intricate braids. When the robot attendants did it, they often pulled his scalp painfully.

Mousse could only do it himself.

Sometimes the Tianjia Emperor would come over at noon and, seeing him fiddling with his hair, would also try to braid it for him.

But the Tianjia Emperor’s skill was even worse than the robot attendants; he could turn his perfectly good hair into a bird’s nest.

After the Tianjia Emperor messed with it once, Mousse didn’t let him touch it again.

As Mousse was combing his hair, the terminal on his wrist vibrated with a visitor request.

No one but the Tianjia Emperor would come to his bedchamber.

And the Tianjia Emperor didn’t need a visitor request to enter his chambers.

Who was it?

Mousse was a little puzzled.

But he still approved the request.

A team of attendants entered the bedchamber, came before Mousse, and bowed in greeting.

“Peace to Your Highness the Empress Consort.”

Mousse was surprised, “His Majesty sent you?”

“Yes, His Majesty has ordered that from now on, we shall serve Your Highness the Empress Consort.”

What was Aix up to?

Didn’t he only like robots?

Mousse was puzzled, his fine brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing the Empress Consort frown, the lead attendant quickly added:

“As per His Majesty’s request, all of us have been injected with pheromone inhibitors. Please rest assured, Your Highness.”

Injected with pheromone inhibitors…

This did make Mousse feel quite at ease.

He really hated the smell of pheromones.

Especially when many kinds of pheromones were mixed together, it made him want to vomit.

“Do you know how to braid hair?” Mousse asked.

“Yes, His Majesty personally tested our braiding skills.”

Mousse: “???”

His Majesty? Personally tested? Braiding skills???

This was so out of character for the Tianjia Emperor.

Mousse had many little question marks in his mind, but he still handed over the comb in his hand and said:

“Then you can give it a try.”

“Yes.” The head attendant took the comb and gently brushed it through the Empress Consort’s beautiful, silk-like long hair.

Ten minutes later, Mousse turned his head from side to side, admiring the exquisite and beautiful braid in the mirror, very satisfied.

Although he didn’t know what Aix was up to, but… he might as well make use of it for now.

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