SGT CH71: Active Service

◎He rarely took the initiative, pushing the Tianjia Emperor down onto the sofa◎

Returning to the bedchamber, feeling the gaze that followed closely behind him, Mousse felt a headache coming on.

Ever since the Tianjia Emperor discovered that the Tianjia he had “caught” was actually himself, he had completely dropped his previous angry, pained, and restrained demeanor. Now, he seemed to want to stick to Mousse’s side, his eyes focused and burning with intensity.

Mousse was terrified the Tianjia Emperor would take him right there in the garden, so he hurried back to the palace.

But the Tianjia Emperor followed him.

“Your Majesty, could you stop looking at me? Is there something on my face?”

There was nothing on his face, but he was beautiful, and the Emperor couldn’t get enough of looking at him.

“Si Si was caught by me.”

The Imperial Concubine went out at night to have a tryst with a Tianjia, but that Tianjia was him.

The smile at the corners of the Tianjia Emperor’s mouth was impossible to hide.

Mousse: “…”

What exactly is he so smug about?

“Let’s go back to discussing the bill.” Mousse sat down on the sofa, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

Seeing that his Imperial Concubine really didn’t want to pay attention to him, the Tianjia Emperor could only sit opposite him on the sofa and read the bill.

Male eggs are to be raised by their birth families.
Males are also citizens of the Empire.
Males require regular spiritual grooming.

Looking at these three articles, the Tianjia Emperor was somewhat surprised.

He had thought the Imperial Concubine would demand the right for males to dissolve marriages or change their Female Masters.

The result was completely different from what he had expected.

But it was equally difficult to handle.

The first two points would almost reshape the Empire’s model for treating males.

Male eggs were rare and fragile. If left to families to raise, it would be hard to guarantee that all males received the best care.

More importantly… it was detrimental to the allocation of male resources.

As for the second point, males being citizens of the Empire.

If males possessed basic civil rights, wouldn’t they be able to choose independently whether to enter a marriage? Whether to breed offspring?

The last point was also strange.

Conducting spiritual grooming for males… unheard of.

The Tianjia Emperor frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look at the Imperial Concubine, and asked:
“Si Si, is this what you want?”

“Yes.”

Mousse met the Tianjia Emperor’s gaze, the hands resting on his knees tightening slightly.

Getting the Tianjia Emperor to agree to this bill would not be easy.

In Mousse’s vision, the Tianjia Emperor would never agree to this content; he would give many reasons for Mousse to give up, and tell him it was absolutely impossible.

Even just letting this draft appear before the public would be a tough battle.

But the Tianjia Emperor simply nodded and said:
“I will convene the parliament, submit this draft bill, and have the members of parliament debate and vote on it.”

“Huh?”

Mousse was astonished.

He knew that all power in the Empire was controlled by females.

Even if such a bill appeared in parliament, it would be very difficult for it to be voted through.

But the Tianjia Emperor was actually willing to propose such a bill in his capacity as Emperor.

It must be known that as long as this bill was proposed by the Tianjia Emperor, it represented the Tianjia Emperor’s will.

This would inevitably cause an uproar in the parliament and throughout the entire Empire.

“Your Majesty, you…”

Mousse bit his lower lip lightly, his expression puzzled. “Why? Why would you do this?”

“Because this is what Si Si wants.” The Tianjia Emperor sighed softly and said:
“When have I ever refused what Si Si wants?
“However, I cannot guarantee that all these articles will pass.”

Mousse certainly knew this.

Bills involving males were always the hardest to pass and implement.

Even if the Tianjia Emperor wanted to limit the number of males owned by nobles, he would have to conduct a major purge of the old aristocracy first and replace the House of Lords with Tianjia who followed him.

The first two articles he proposed would have a massive impact on Tianjia society; passing them would undoubtedly be fraught with difficulties.

The third article, under the historical concept that “only females need spiritual grooming,” would also not be easy to pass.

But Mousse had to find a way to make these happen.

Mousse thought about the cards he held in his hand.

He knew the future, he had S-class spiritual power, he had many male… partners, and… the Tianjia Emperor?

Regarding the last point, Mousse was not sure, nor did he have enough confidence.

The Tianjia Emperor said he had never refused him.

But he clearly had.

Thinking back to the Mercury Fortress, when his near-confession was rejected, and he was forcibly sent back to the Capital Star to prepare for his physiological awakening.

Mousse felt a pang of sadness.

Although it wasn’t quite appropriate to bring this up now, Mousse couldn’t help but say:
“You refused to accompany me through my physiological awakening, and refused to be my guide.”

Refused to love me.

The Tianjia Emperor was stunned. “No, Si Si, back then I…”

What did he say back then?

He said the Capital Star had the best of everything, telling the little golden-haired male to return to the Capital.

When the golden-haired male mentioned that the Male Education Institute would arrange a guide and that competition for the position was fierce…
He said that was nothing.

When the golden-haired male wished for him to marry a male he liked…
He said he would.

The Tianjia Emperor realized with a delayed reaction that his little male had taken his words as a rejection.

“I didn’t refuse you, nor did I ever refuse,” the Tianjia Emperor said dryly.

But such words had no persuasive power.

Tianjia females, especially military females, always attached exceptional importance to rules.

The Tianjia Emperor wouldn’t actively break the confidentiality agreement, nor could he speak plainly.

He stood up, walked over to sit beside Mousse, took Mousse’s hand, and placed it on his already showing belly, saying:
“In another two and a half months, it will be born.”

There was a bloodline connection between parents and their cubs.

It wasn’t obvious while in the womb, but once the egg was born, the Imperial Concubine would naturally be able to sense it.

This was more persuasive than anything else.

Mousse’s body went slightly stiff.

Aside from the day he was sent to the palace and the Tianjia Emperor possessed him, this was the first time Mousse had his hand pulled by the Tianjia Emperor to touch the belly.

He hadn’t noticed before, but there was already such an obvious curve.

It felt hard to the touch.

Mousse was at a loss, not daring to use any strength.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but the Tianjia Emperor held it down, making it impossible to move.

Mousse felt uncomfortable and asked in confusion:
“Why is Your Majesty saying this now?”

“The cub will be very close to you,” the Tianjia Emperor hinted.

Cubs would instinctively be close to the parents who shared their bloodline.
They would also be close to the male who provided pheromones.

Mousse’s gaze was complex, his expression torn and struggling.

He felt pity for such a fragile little life.

But it was very hard for him to like the cub of Aix and some other male.

That represented his Lieutenant General’s rejection of him.

It represented that his sincerity had been misplaced.

It represented that while he was struggling in pain, the Lieutenant General he viewed as a god was entangled in a death grip with some male, indulging in the extraction of pheromones.

Mousse hated Aix.

Hated the Lieutenant General who abandoned him, and hated the Tianjia Emperor who possessed him after he was pregnant with the egg.

Mixed within this hate was an emotion that was the opposite, yet equally intense.

It made Mousse want to bring destruction upon Aix along with himself, yet he couldn’t bear for him to be destroyed.

Such emotions were too complex, making it impossible for Mousse to see his own heart clearly.

After a long while, he whispered:
“Your Majesty, I don’t like being close to cubs.”

“That’s fine.”

The Tianjia Emperor embraced his Imperial Concubine and kissed him on the cheek, saying:
“Si Si just needs to be close to me.”

Most males were relatively timid and feared strange females, which sometimes even included their own female cubs.

And cubs instinctively wanted to be close to their male fathers.

This often scared the males badly.

Responsible females would separate the cub from the male after the shell was broken.

Only well-behaved cubs would be allowed, with the female father’s permission and accompaniment, to look at their male father from a distance.

Although the Imperial Concubine had always been resilient—daring even to go to the front lines and conduct spiritual grooming for military females—and didn’t have a personality that feared strange females…

Since the Imperial Concubine said he didn’t like being close to cubs, the Tianjia Emperor would make full preparations.

“After the egg is born, it will be placed in the Prince’s bedchamber in the main palace and cared for by attendants. After the shell breaks, he will only study and move about in the main palace. I will personally teach him his lessons and issue a ban forbidding him from entering the harem.”

The Tianjia Emperor said.

Mousse was astonished.

He had only said he didn’t like being close to cubs; was such strict restriction necessary?

“However, after the egg is born, you can hold him first.”

At the very least, he had to let the Imperial Concubine know this was his cub.

“If you don’t like him, hand him over to the attendant and let the attendant take him away.”

The Tianjia Emperor held the Imperial Concubine as if he were holding a pitiful little thing who would be scared by an egg, saying:
“Don’t worry, I’ll be right there to protect you. A newborn egg can’t hurt you, nor will it disturb you.”

Mousse: “…”

Really not necessary.

Mousse rubbed his forehead and said helplessly:
“I’m not that fragile. It’s a cub’s nature to be active; Your Majesty shouldn’t restrain the cub too much.”

The Tianjia Emperor gazed at him.

“Si Si says he doesn’t like being close to cubs, but he is very good to them.”

It was the same when giving pheromones…

It wasn’t until the Imperial Concubine said, “Let me be possessed by a terrible technique old noble female,” that the Tianjia Emperor realized the Imperial Concubine hadn’t recognized him at all.

Nor did he know the egg in his belly was his [the Emperor’s].

Even so, for the growth and development of the egg, the Imperial Concubine was still willing to give him pheromones.

His Si Si was always better than he thought, so much better.

Mousse didn’t think he was particularly good to cubs.

It was clearly that Tianjia females were too cruel, whether to cubs, to males, or to themselves.

Mousse didn’t want to think about the cub anymore.

Since the Tianjia Emperor had agreed to propose the bill for him, it was hard for him to give the Tianjia Emperor the cold shoulder.

Mousse leaned against the Tianjia Emperor, took the initiative to kiss his chin, and asked:
“Does Your Majesty want to enjoy me tonight?”

The Tianjia Emperor’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He couldn’t resist the Imperial Concubine at all, yet he didn’t wish for his Imperial Concubine to wrong himself just to please him.

But…

As always, he couldn’t resist the Imperial Concubine.

Mousse had already caught the scent of the Tianjia Emperor’s pheromones.

He rarely took the initiative, pushing the Tianjia Emperor down onto the sofa.

His palm pressed against the Emperor’s solid chest, his fingertips pinching the ornament in front of the Tianjia Emperor, while simultaneously lowering his head to press against his lips.

“Wait,” the Tianjia Emperor said earnestly after a good while, squeezing some clarity out of the chaos to gaze at the beautiful male on top of him.

“Si Si, I do those things, whether it’s the bill or anything else, just to make you happy. You don’t have to wrong yourself for this.”

The Imperial Concubine had once said that every moment by his side was unbearable.

He didn’t want the Imperial Concubine to suffer.

Mousse tucked his falling long hair behind his ear, revealing a slightly flushed cheek.

Meeting the serious and focused gaze of the black-haired female beneath him, he momentarily didn’t know how to answer.

He indeed took the initiative to serve the Tianjia Emperor because of the bill.

But was it a grievance?

Back then, when Aix rejected him and then possessed him while pregnant, he was sad.

Sad and hating Aix.

Only now, Mousse himself couldn’t figure out his own feelings.

He wanted Aix to live.

Yet he wasn’t sure if he could live on with him.

There was too much between them.

Feelings were just a small part of it.

“If you reject me, then I will feel wronged.”

As Mousse spoke, he leaned down closer to him.

The exquisite and magnificent face magnified before the Tianjia Emperor’s eyes, the beautiful emerald eyes gazing straight at him, and a soft voice sounded in his ear.

“Your Majesty, don’t refuse me, okay?”

The Tianjia Emperor’s scarce clarity turned completely dizzy.

He could only say “Yes, yes, yes,” “Okay, okay, okay,” wishing he could offer up everything he had.

Even when lifted by the metal chain of the ornament the Imperial Concubine was tugging, he actively thrust his chest forward to meet him, afraid only that the Imperial Concubine might hurt his hand from pulling too hard.

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