There Will Always Be Protagonists With Delusions Of Starting A Harem

Chapter 3.4

The garden was silent once more, but this time because of the youth’s sudden appearance. Together with the crowd was Ye Zhizhou, who was frightened to tears.

“You don’t want to?” The youth slowly withdrew his hand, and bowed his head slightly – his jet-black hair falling onto his shoulder and cascading down onto the gold trimmed black robe. “De An, push me forward.”

The ordinary faced eunuch respectfully nodded – pushing the wheelchair to Ye Zhizhou.
Previously, the youth was covered by a scenery of flowers and trees – hiding his countenance. But as he drew closer, the feeling of danger increased – and Ye Zhizhou’s back stiffened by instinct. His hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, causing the rattle-drum to send out a dull sound.

The gaze of the youth in the black robe shifted to the instrument. The hand rose once again, this time in the direction of the sound. Wide sleeves slipped down, exposing a pale and slender wrist. “This drum….” The fair and slim fingers held the back of Ye Zhizhou’s hand, slightly applying pressure to the hold. “Give it to me?”

The hand that was held felt cold – He couldn’t help but want to move, only suppressing his desire at the last minute. Glancing at the youth’s golden crown and waistband, he could feel his blood running cold. He opened his mouth, speaking with a low tone. “Eighth prince?”

“Isn’t that a given?” The youth slowly withdrew his hand, looking at the other with fixed eyes. Suddenly, both hands held the wheelchair’s handrail, and he tried to stand up; a morbid red was unknowingly painted on the exquisite face due to the exertion. “Why won’t you come?”

Ye Zhizhou was scared senseless by this eccentric youth. Obviously it was spring, and the scenery was great – even the air was filled with warmth. Yet, the eyes and tone of the person in front of him made him feel like he was in a frozen lake during the cold winter.

The youth who stood up became more eye-catching – and though it was obviously just a heavy and sinister robe held tight with a gold belt, there was a sense of softness that was emitted. One step after another, he slowly walked towards Ye Zhizhou – those jet-black eyes staring out at him. The youth placed his hand on Ye Zhizhou’s shoulders – and slowly leaned in towards the other’s heart, closing his eyes. “Caught you, you’re mine now.”

What the hell!

He could guess the other’s identity, but Ye Zhizhou did not dare to mess with him; he stood stiffly due to the spiritual force that began to scurry around his body. “This… you want this rattle-drum? You move back a bit, and I’ll give it to you.” The other party was only a teenager who was half a head shorter than himself – yet the youth’s strange loftiness had immense pressure, making him feel weak. Shameful! Too shameful!

The force on his shoulder slightly increased, then started moving towards his neck.
….Holding even tighter! A faint medicinal scent wafted from the youth, the warm breeze its messenger. Ye Zhizhou uneasily raised his head, looking at the middle-aged eunuch standing by the wheelchair. “Eunuch De An, his Highness is…”
He suddenly felt a faint tingling sensation run down his neck. Afterwards, his body slackened, and the spiritual force surrounding his body gradually stagnated. “You…” Ye Zhizhou was stunned. His body, unable to bear his own weight, collapsed – and the last thing he saw was the eighth prince’s emotionless and sinister black eyes.

The other youngsters in the garden stared blankly at the scene, watching as Ye Zhizhou was suddenly hugged by the youth in black and forced to sit in the huge wheelchair. They were then pushed by the eunuch along the flower trail.
“Ah! Ah! Ah! An Chengle was taken away by the devil!” Liu Gongzi, who was the person previously ridiculed by Ye Zhizhou, suddenly cried out in fear. The sudden shout broke the strange calm in the garden – and the other youths looked at each other. Overwhelming panic spread out, all of them at their wits end.
A wizened palace eunuch suddenly appeared with a group of imperial guards – announcing, “Today’s small feast is over. We ask that the talents leave with the imperial guards. Your majesty, the emperor, has bestowed rewards upon everyone’s residences. Remember, you are not to say anything about this matter, otherwise….”