Chapter 15.1 Cuckold Emperor
Zhou Yun Sheng choked on the restoration liquid when woke up, while coughing, he crawled out of the induction cabin. This time, he was unconscious for 27 hours, and the medical staff kept guard of him at all times.
“There’s progress, but I need to go in again a few more times.” He quickly dressed, ignoring the anxious Marshal and Generals and heading for Orr Assai’s ward.
“What are you doing?” Jeram Assai was bent over, fiddling with Orr’s medical apparatus. He seemed to be especially interested in the ventilator, staring at the readings for quite a long time. Zhou Yun Sheng walked in with a gloomy expression, pulled away the chair by the bedside and sat down.
“Who are you?” Jeram asked in reply.
“You don’t need to know.” Zhou Yun Sheng pushed the door open and called over a passing nurse, “Move my induction cabin to this ward.”
The higher ups had already explained, they had to meet all the ‘martyr’s requirements, so the nurse didn’t question him, they quickly informed the superiors and had his induction cabin moved over. Then they installed monitoring equipment in every corner of the room, and assigned medical personnel to watch over him for 24 hours shifts. Jeram was caught unprepared by this unexpected event, he pretended to chat casually with the soldier in charge of protection before leaving.
Zhou Yun Sheng used taking a break as an excuse to get rid of the crowd of people, then he took off his stud earring and embedded it in Orr Assai’s earlobe. His movements were very slight of hand, from the monitor it just looked like he was touching General Orr’s temple, and although this action was very intimate, it was not outrageous. The EEG issued a lively sound, and with it, Orr’s fingers started trembling, a sure sign of brain recovery. Zhou Yun Sheng took back his earring and waved to the monitor, “Ready, I want to re-enter the Star Network.”
“So fast? You only rested for an hour.” The doctor frowned at his wrist watch.
“Everyone is suffering, I have no right to rest. Let’s go.”
The young man’s devotion to humanity moved the experts, they looked at him with reddening eyes as he re-entered the induction cabin.
Because of the Queen’s data regression and disorder phenomenon, Zhou Yun Sheng didn’t know which reincarnation he was about to enter, so he left some energy in 008 to use in critical situations. Before he could open his eyes, the faint smell of ambergris entered his nose. Someone was fanning him, slowly producing a cool breeze.
“Your majesty the Emperor, are you awake? Then please get up and have a meal.” After seeing his curled eyelashes tremble slightly, a warm and gentle voice whispered in his ears.
Emperor? Zhou Yun Sheng quickly recalled the times he was an emperor, then focused on the familiar voice of the woman to clarify the context of the world. Very good, last life he was a cuckold bastard for eight-years, this life he could finally collect on this debt. He opened his bright, black eyes and looked at the woman kneeling by his seat, as expected, she had a familiar, devastatingly beautiful face.
This was his favorite concubine, no, she should be called this world’s consciousness and the villain system’s beloved daughter of fate – Zhao Bi Xuan. Judging by her tender facial features and luxurious robes, this time period should be her first year canonized as an Imperial Consort, meaning, she was 16 years old. 16 years old, still a child in modern times, but here, she had already lived in the palace’s harem for three years. In the first year, because she didn’t want to become the Emperor’s pet she angered him, and was consigned to the Cold Palace. She spent the second year in the Cold Palace deep in reflection. In the third year, she rose vigorously to counterattack, relying on her resplendent beauty and gentle and charming personality to become the pet of the Sixth Palace, eventually giving birth to the Second Prince for the Emperor.
