Chapter 164: Hold On, Imperial Advisor! I, the Emperor, Have Recovered 1

Chapter 164: Wait, National Preceptor! I'm Cured 1

Lying back in the hibernation pod, this time Lin Huaiqing had completely overcome his psychological tension. He could even hum a tune through the transparent cover while watching the busy staff outside.

He felt like he had forgotten something when he came back this time. It wasn't until he was lying in the hibernation pod that he remembered he hadn't gone to see the AI system customer service of "Little Cripple Wants Love Too" yet.

When he got back this time, he definitely had to meet it. Give it a good scolding, so it wouldn't keep popping up to mock him from time to time!

As the hypnotic gas filled the entire chamber, Lin Huaiqing finally fell into a deep sleep.

Before his eyes were even fully open, Lin Huaiqing immediately smelled a unique fragrance filling the air around him.

Gradually, a blazing fire seemed to gather inside his body, spreading throughout his entire being.

"Hot... so hot!" Lin Huaiqing was literally awakened by the wicked heat inside his own body. Why was it so hot?

Opening his moist eyes, what came into view was a scene of dazzling gold and splendor. Judging from the luxurious architectural style, he should still be in an ancient world.

He was lying on a bed over two meters wide. The bed curtains were gold, the sheets were gold, and even the quilt covering him was a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered with gold thread on a red background.

Even the undergarments he was wearing were made of golden brocade with exquisite embroidery on them.

But soon, he had no mind to consider these things, because an unusual movement under the blanket caught his attention.

Something seemed to be under the blanket, bulging up in a large lump.

"What the hell?! What is that?!" Lin Huaiqing was startled, thinking it was some animal. He threw off the blanket in fright, and there suddenly appeared a woman in disheveled clothing.

Seeing the emperor's furious expression, the woman was so frightened she was scantily clad and quickly retreated to the foot of the bed, hurriedly kowtowing and begging for forgiveness:

"Your Majesty, forgive me! This servant deserves to die! This servant deserves to die! Please spare my life, I wouldn't dare do it again!"

By the bedside, Lin Huaiqing, still burning with internal heat, was utterly bewildered, somewhat surprised at the woman kowtowing to him.

Judging from the clothes scattered on the ground, they looked somewhat like the clothes worn by palace maids in historical dramas. Could this woman, kowtowing endlessly before him, be one of those disposable palace maids who crawl into bed, like in those melodramatic court dramas?!

Then wouldn't he be... that Supreme Emperor that women were always crawling into bed with?!

Awesome! This time, he wasn't cannon fodder after all! With his sorry state, he could actually experience being an emperor in his lifetime!

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so happy."

"System?! Could it be... again?"

"Congratulations, host, on binding the 'Little Cripple Wants Love Too' system. Current progress: 1%. Please confirm the bound character:"

Sure enough... once bound, this Little Cripple System clung to him like a vengeful ghost he couldn't shake off.

"Name: Lin Huaiqing, Gender: Male, Height: 179cm, Weight: 69kg, Identity: Emperor of the Dayue Dynasty, Spiritual Power: 5"

Sure enough, his guess was right. He really was the emperor! How awesome!

What boy hasn't dreamed of being an emperor as a child?

Leading a million-strong army on imperial expeditions, fighting north and south. In the court, commanding the nation from the throne. In the harem, three thousand beauties, all utterly obedient.

When the emperor rages, a million corpses fall. All under heaven is the king's land. All along the shores are the king's subjects.

He was so caught up in dreaming that he almost forgot he had to have some kind of defect.

Lin Huaiqing checked himself all over, made faces, wrinkled his nose, and even stretched his limbs. Nothing seemed to be wrong.

"Stop looking! This time your defect is down there."

Lin Huaiqing looked down. "What are you talking about? My legs and feet are fine too! Did you get it wrong?"

"When I say down there, I mean THAT down there! The illness this body has is called impotence in ancient times, stomach-nourishing in modern times, and the official term is: male erectile dysfunction."

"..."

Lin Huaiqing, who had been so smug about being emperor just moments ago, immediately darkened his face.

What the hell! He finally got to be a Supreme Emperor with a harem of three thousand, and he was impotent?!

No wait, it wasn't that HE was impotent, it was this body that was impotent! He had to make that clear!

No wonder that woman had crawled into his bed in the middle of the night and touched him all over, and he hadn't felt a thing. So that was the reason.

"That's not all. The incense burning in your room is an aphrodisiac tribute from the Western Regions. Any man would have taken care of her by now. But you, as expected of you, staying calm!"

"You!" Lin Huaiqing was so angry at the system's words that his face turned red and his neck bulged. He was about to get angry at it right then and there!

"Alright, alright. I'll stop teasing you! I know you've got it bad. But you should look on the bright side—in all the worlds you've traveled through, even when you had it, it never got any use anyway! So this time it's no big deal!"

The system's words were like a sharp knife stabbing into his most vulnerable spot, and he was unable to refute.

"Come on! Tell me your work ID number. I'm going to report you."

"Don't don't don't! Just kidding! Just kidding! After all that bad news, here's some good news! This time, in this world, you're the protagonist! You finally don't have to be a supporting character anymore. Are you happy?"

"Name me one protagonist who's impotent, will you? 'The Legend of Li Lianying' or 'The Biography of Wei Zhongxian'? Is this how you guys screw people over?"

"Dear host, don't be angry! Even if you don't care about anything else, at least consider the bonus. Let me tell you the plot..."

Speaking of which, the original owner's luck could indeed be called worthy of a protagonist.

After the previous sovereign of the Yue Kingdom passed away, his sons immediately began a bloody struggle for the throne.

The Crown Prince died at the hands of the Second Prince, the Second Prince died at the hands of the Third Prince. They fought back and forth, slaughtering each other—some died, some were crippled, some were exiled.

In the end, only he remained—a Seventh Prince who was neither here nor there, mediocre in learning, and even more mediocre in martial arts.

And an Eighth Brother who was several years younger, still just a half-grown child.

The throne naturally fell to him.

If the entire Yue court had been filled with virtuous ministers assisting him in governing the realm, perhaps it would have been fine. But the current Prime Minister wielded power that overshadowed the court, and had long been plotting to usurp the throne behind the scenes.

The struggles among the princes had mostly been instigated by him as well. Choosing this mediocre prince to be emperor was also part of the Prime Minister's plan.

As the protagonist, his task was to lead Great Yue, quell all unrest, eliminate the rebels, stabilize the court, and make the Dayue Dynasty the most powerful dynasty in the current world.

"Sounds a bit like a big male lead novel where a useless cannon fodder suddenly becomes emperor and then..."

"Exactly! And your troubles aren't just the Prime Minister. You also need to watch out for your National Preceptor, Qin Hanyue. He's the biggest villain in this world."

The moment he heard that surname, Lin Huaiqing knew things were definitely not that simple. Another Qin.

Could it be another arranged love interest the system had set up for him?