Chapter 30: A Misunderstanding

Chapter 30: A Misunderstanding

The tyrant's voice seemed to carry magic; as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Chang Ping felt a warm current rise in his lower abdomen, pushing towards an indescribable place.

The overwhelming sensory stimulation quickly overshadowed everything, even the numbness and weakness from having his internal energy sealed became less noticeable.

Eventually, the incessant surge of heat within ignited a blazing desire, forcing tears to the corners of his eyes, almost losing all reason.

Lu Changping bit his lip hard, his hands clumsily trying to pry the tyrant's arms wrapped around his waist, his voice restrained and suppressed: "Your Majesty, please refrain from acting rashly, this action...ah...must not be done..."

Unfortunately, under the influence of the aphrodisiac incense, his breaths were heavy, and what started as a righteous refusal ended in a few particularly soul-stirring gasps.

The tyrant behind him, unable to contain himself, burned like an oven, clutching Lu Mei Ren tightly.

At this moment, Lu Changping sadly felt like a duck being roasted over a fire, soon to be crisply done and served.

Having ingested "Immortal's Intoxication," Xie Xuan Yuan became extremely proactive and passionate, not only holding onto Lu Mei Ren without letting go but also dragging him towards the bed in the inner chamber.

At this point, he made no attempt to hide his intentions, straightforwardly saying:

"This incense is a specially made Hehuan fragrance from the palace. At first, it seems normal, but after inhaling a certain concentration, one will become as restless and intolerable as you are now. To resist might ruin one entirely. Now, only I can help you..."

Large beads of sweat rolled down Lu Changping's forehead, some falling on his long lashes, creating the illusion of a pear blossom in the rain.

Lu Mei Ren turned his head, and this scene was precisely caught by the tyrant.

Xie Xuan Yuan's breath hitched, and a hidden desire buried deep in his heart emerged: he wanted to possess the beauty in front of him fiercely, to make him cry and then taste his tears...

Lu Changping, unaware of the tyrant's perverse thoughts, still warned hopelessly: "Your Majesty, there's still time to call for Physician Xuan. If you proceed stubbornly like this, you will surely regret it!"

"I will surely regret doing nothing tonight!"

After saying this, Xie Xuan Yuan used all his strength to half drag, half pull Lu Mei Ren back into the inner chamber.

Seeing no escape from tonight's fate, Lu Changping finally gave up on the naive hope of convincing the tyrant to spare him and decided to focus on self-rescue.

He intentionally held his breath, reducing his breathing rate to the lowest, avoiding the smell of the drugged incense. At the same time, he started conserving energy, no longer struggling as fiercely as before.

These two tactics indeed proved effective, and after a little while, he managed to gather enough strength for a brief confrontation with the tyrant.

However, the bed was already within reach, and Xie Xuan Yuan leaned over, pressing him down into the pile of splendid bedding, even beginning to undress him!

How could Lu Mei Ren allow such a thing to happen?

He seized the moment to momentarily free himself from the tyrant's grasp. This time, instead of futilely crashing against the door, he extinguished the lamps in the side hall.

Instantly, the entire room was plunged into darkness, and the ambiguous sounds of breathing from two people affected by the aphrodisiac were amplified several times in the silence.

On a night perfect for nefarious deeds, both Lu Changping and the tyrant sought to take advantage of the darkness to strike first.

However, the "Immortal's Intoxication" Xie Xuan Yuan had ingested was unlike any ordinary aphrodisiac or warming incense. Its effect not only didn't wane over time but grew stronger with unfulfilled desire, creating wave after wave of passion.

After some turmoil, the drug's potency spread throughout his body, making the tyrant gasp even more intensely...

Following the suggestive sounds, Lu Mei Ren cautiously made his way to the tyrant and decisively covered him with the robe he had just pulled off.

His intention was merely to blindfold the tyrant, to prevent him from associating the heinous act about to be committed with his beloved Consort Lu, thereby directing his wrath towards the Southern Chu.

Yet, the robe was somewhat large, now making it seem as if he had bagged the tyrant like kidnapping in a sack.

Under the influence of "Immortal's Intoxication," Xie Xuan Yuan's mind was clouded by desire.

Caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, he couldn't think clearly about the reasons, starting to call out for his Consort Lu with a trembling voice.

But Consort Lu, having nearly been violated tonight and in a foul mood, was determined to teach the tyrant an unforgettable lesson. No matter how much Xie Xuan Yuan called out, he remained silent throughout.

He carefully guided Xie Xuan Yuan through the dark palace chambers, wary of the precious tyrant accidentally hurting himself.

Familiar with the layout and furnishings of the side hall, he effortlessly "escorted" the tyrant to the massive nanmu bed.

This time, it was Lu Mei Ren who pushed the tyrant down...

By this point, Lu Changping had come to terms with the situation. The tyrant had gone too far this night, and both of them were under the influence of a potent drug; enduring it was impossible, and it was too late to seek a physician.

With no escape, he decided to take the initiative to prevent the tyrant's incompetence from leaving an indelible psychological scar on them both.

Xie Xuan Yuan, pinned down on the bed, still writhed and tried to kick, forcing Lu Mei Ren to climb onto the large bed and straddle him to keep him subdued.

Xie Xuan Yuan's physique was slender and lean, looking like a straight bamboo with an unyielding spirit when dressed neatly.

But now, after intense struggling and rolling, his disheveled appearance on the bed, with large expanses of cold, white skin exposed, made his entire demeanor become seductively enchanting.

Initially, Lu Changping thought the tyrant rolling on the bed resembled a sweet pastry called "donkey rolling" he loved as a child.

But now, the half-open robe and slender legs partially hidden under the blanket made the scene even more enticing than any pastry.

Under the influence of "Immortal's Intoxication," Xie Xuan Yuan impatiently fiddled with his clothes, muttering "so uncomfortable," eventually even starting to cry.

Even a great deity would find this temptation hard to resist. Lu Changping's gaze flickered in the darkness, and then he personally began to remove the superfluous clothes from both himself and the tyrant.

Fearing the tyrant might pass out, he gently lifted a corner of the cloth covering the tyrant's head, revealing half of Xie Xuan Yuan's face.

Although covering those beautiful, lively phoenix eyes was a pity, the lower half of the tyrant's face was equally attractive.

Especially now, with those beautifully shaped thin lips slightly parted, as if inviting a kiss.

Like bewitched, Lu Changping actually leaned down and kissed him...

After the kiss, Xie Xuan Yuan became even more delirious, issuing a domineering command to the air: "Don't run, you must stay for me to favor!"

Lu Mei Ren, no fool, scornfully hummed at these words, thinking: Why should he, a capable person, comply with the tyrant's commands not to run or to submit passively?

Yet, the drugged tyrant, shamelessly bold, groped towards Lu Changping in the dark, attempting a blind assault. Unfortunately, without any experience, he missed the mark completely.

Unable to endure further, Lu Mei Ren flipped over, pinning the person thoroughly beneath him.

Even in his muddled state, the tyrant sensed danger, beginning to resist and struggle desperately.

As he struggled, he called out, "Who are you? Where is Consort Lu? I only want Consort Lu to serve me!"

Lu Changping did not respond, silently cultivating the untamed fertile ground beneath him.

Initially, Xie Xuan Yuan was uncooperative, but when Lu Mei Ren made the first move, he seemed as if struck at a vital point, rendered immobile.

His eyes glazed over, staring at the canopy above the bed as a flush spread across his face.

Lu Changping was not faring much better himself. Also under the influence of the aphrodisiac, the intense stimulation made it nearly impossible to control himself, beginning to labor diligently.

The sounds of their hard labor, along with the tyrant's curses and sobs, brought the side hall of Zichen Palace to life.

After rounds of diligent cultivation, the fertile land, never before sown, sprang to life.

At the final moment, Lu Mei Ren's actions briefly paused, and suddenly, a gentle rain fell upon the field, moistening the freshly turned soil.

The tyrant's body stiffened for a moment, then began to tremble uncontrollably, with low, husky sobs escaping intermittently.

His voice was already hoarse from shouting, his body covered in patchy marks.

After being thoroughly cultivated inside and out, Xie Xuan Yuan was exhausted, even his cries sounding pitifully weak.

Before Lu Mei Ren could tidy the chaos, he had already lost consciousness.

Only after ensuring the person was truly unconscious, did Lu Changping slowly untie the cloth knotted behind the tyrant's head.

By moonlight, Lu Mei Ren dog-paddled through the tangled bedding on the bed, clearing a space and tidying up the naked tyrant.

After such a fierce battle, Xie Xuan Yuan's black hair clung to his sweaty forehead, his exquisite face still flushed, with moist trails of tears stretching from the corners of his eyes into his hair.

His long, straight legs were entangled in a mass of unrecognizable clothing, making him resemble a freshly caught mermaid.

Perhaps feeling cold, the "mermaid" curled up, slowly opening a slit in his eyes.

Just having done the deed and filled with guilt, Lu Changping had not expected the tyrant to awaken so soon. Fearing being recognized, he decisively knocked the tyrant out again with a karate chop.

Did the tyrant actually fail to recognize that the person with whom he had a passionate encounter, even "taking the top position," was none other than Consort Lu, his most favored consort?

If he didn't see, it might still be possible to deceive the tyrant into believing that tonight's incident was the work of someone else with malicious intent.

But if he did see...

After such an intense exchange, both spiritually and physically, Xie Xuan Yuan could no longer possibly believe he was a woman.

The envoy sent by Southern Chu, disguised as a woman to deceive the king and seduce the enemy tyrant, not only stole the tyrant's heart but also took advantage of him.

Once Xie Xuan Yuan verifies such outrageous actions, war between Southern Chu and Northern Wei is inevitable on the battlefield.

As soon as the drug's effects wore off, Emperor Lu regretted so deeply he wished he could castrate the version of himself that was infatuated with the enemy tyrant's beauty.

Engaging in a passionate encounter with Xie Xuan Yuan was a madness Lu never dared to dream of, yet such an absurd thing happened tonight.

Lu Changping wavered and hesitated multiple times, torn between revealing his identity and sparking a war or deceiving himself and fleeing now, ultimately finding his fingers uncontrollably gripping Xie Xuan Yuan's slender neck...

Author's note:

I'm sorry, my angels. I unintentionally fell asleep while typing, not only did I not make it longer, but I also delayed it by an hour QAQ.

This update counts for August 3rd! Although it's a bit short, in this chapter, we've got a treat from Xiao Xie!

Red envelopes for everyone in this chapter, I'll continue to work hard tomorrow!