Chapter 50

Chapter 50

He looked at Murong Jie in disbelief, a playful smile curling at the corner of his lips. He couldn't help but tilt Murong Jie's chin and asked, "Husband, what's gotten into you today? Have you been bewitched by your wife's stunning looks, so lost in my beauty you can't snap out of it?"

Murong Jie glanced at him and said, "This trip is long and rough. Who knows how long the fighting'll drag on. As for Shanqiu County, I'm fairly confident, but not a hundred percent sure."

Before Murong Jie could finish, Lu Yunqi covered his mouth and leaned close to his ear, saying, "Don't jinx it. You're the male lead, so nothing's gonna happen to you."

Murong Jie frowned. "What is 'male lead'?"

Lu Yunqi chuckled lightly. "It means you're the ruler of this world. No matter how many hardships come your way, you'll power through and come out safe."

Murong Jie asked, "You worried about me?"

Lu Yunqi put on an innocent expression. "Isn't it obvious? You're my husband—of course I'd worry about you."

Murong Jie gazed deeply into Lu Yunqi's eyes and said, "No one in this world has ever worried about me before. Not even my mother. She left without looking back, never once thinking about how I'd survive in this palace. And now you're telling me you worry about me?"

Lu Yunqi cupped his face, gazing at those utterly stunning looks, and said, "Honey, your mother didn't have a choice. If she didn't love you, she wouldn't have left you the whole Yuezhi army. Without those Yuezhi troops, your comeback would've come even later. She was doing her best to protect you in her own way... she just never imagined you, a prince, would get bullied this badly by a scoundrel like me. And honestly, it's all your deadbeat dad's fault. He didn't do his job as a father."

A rare flash of vulnerability crossed Murong Jie's eyes, but just for a second before he went back to his usual cold self. "If you were the old you, you'd be dead ten times over by now."

Lu Yunqi raised an eyebrow, thinking, could this guy's Nine-Death Survival Skill already be maxed out?

No wonder he'd been looking healthier lately, with a better build and even more explosive power.

So his body refinement was finally done?

Lu Yunqi couldn't help reaching out and yanking his belt, letting his robe and inner shirt fall open to reveal those sharply defined abs, ridged like a turtle's shell.

Lu Yunqi couldn't resist putting his hand on those abs, leaning in close to his ear and saying, "Husband, what miracle pill have you been taking lately? Your body just keeps getting better and better."

Murong Jie squeezed his eyes shut, took a deep breath, and—rare for him—actually responded: "You... like it?"

Lu Yunqi's body surged to its peak at that moment. He braced one hand on Murong Jie's chest, brought his soft lips close, blew a gentle breath against them, and whispered, "Of course I like it. If you'd... then I'd like it even more."

At that, Murong Jie grabbed his waist with one hand and let out a low grunt. "So I can never win your heart, is that it?"

Lu Yunqi smiled and rested his forehead on his chest. "Who'd ever complain about having more of something? Right, husband?"

Murong Jie let out a low hum. "Alright, since you like it, how could I not give it to you?"

With that, he gathered his energy, and sure enough, he gave Lu Yunqi exactly what he'd hoped for.

Lu Yunqi glanced down and was instantly stunned. "You... you're actually for real?"

Murong Jie hooked his chin and pressed his lips hard against Lu Yunqi's, then came a rain of kisses.

Outside the window, bamboo leaves rustled in the breeze, and the moonlight was hazy. Lu Yunqi's cheeks were starting to ache.

Luckily, in his daze, he managed to tell Xiao Jiu, "Take care of the kid. Don't let him act up..."

Even so, when he fell asleep, his belly still felt sore and bloated. He even dreamed that night that a little bean of a kid clenched his tiny fists, tears welling up as he whined, "You two messing around is one thing, but today was way too much! Are you trying to poke me out?"

Lu Yunqi only remembered the kid's little face was all flushed and looked super cute. He couldn't help pulling him into his arms.

When he woke up, he still remembered how the kid felt—soft and squishy, perfect for pinching.

He sighed, felt the pillow beside him, and realized Murong Jie was long gone, not even a trace of warmth left behind.

But the pillow still held his scent—that faint, cool mint smell only those closest to him could catch.

He sat up in bed for a long while, until Liu Bao came in to call him. Only then did he ask groggily, "When did Murong Jie leave?"

Liu Bao replied, "At the fifth watch. You were still fast asleep at the time."

When he woke up, he found that Lu Yunqi had been lying on his hair. He couldn't bear to wake him, so he cut it off with a dagger.

Lu Yunqi looked at the strand of black hair beneath him, tilted his head, and said, "Emperor Ai cut his sleeve, Murong Jie cuts his hair. Hah, interesting."

Just then, Xiao Jiu jumped out and said, "Master, you need to take it easy. If I hadn't given you the miscarriage-prevention pill last night, you'd definitely be bleeding today."

Lu Yunqi covered his face. "Sorry, I didn't expect he could actually..."

Xiao Jiu sighed. "His Nine-Death Survival Skill is incredibly powerful—that's why it's called nine deaths. Even without the Yuezhi, without your Lu Family Army, even if he were alone, he could topple the entire Great Xia dynasty. But at that point, his mind might already have been tormented beyond normal. Master, you still need to soothe him properly and not keep leading him down the wrong path."

Lu Yunqi cleared his throat. "How can I lead him? Other than seducing him, there's nothing I can do to influence him."

If I could truly control him, I'd have won him over nine lifetimes ago. Why would I let him kill me nine times?

Xiao Jiu clicked his tongue. "Master, you've never understood the power of your own charm."

Lu Yunqi thought to himself, what charm? The charm of nearly being fucked to death?

Xiao Jiu continued, "Rest for a few days, Master. Take care of the pregnancy. You'll be quite uncomfortable these next two days. If you don't rest properly, I'm afraid you might have a threatened miscarriage."

Lu Yunqi was alarmed and ordered, "Liu Bao, go! Fetch me some miscarriage-prevention herbs!"

Liu Bao: "...Huh?"

Lu Yunqi clicked his tongue. "What 'huh'? I told you to go, so go! Buy them and brew them for me!"

Although ancient Chinese medicine was bitter, the medical skills were still quite reliable. The medicine of that era was solid and practical, not yet overrun with unreliable quack doctors.