Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 874 - 863: Cowardly Emperor

"Since you don’t want to have children, why didn’t you say so initially?" Gao Zhuo stared coldly at him, the hostility in his body growing heavier.

"Because I dare not say it. In this country, do I have any room to speak?" Ye Qiu met his gaze fearlessly.

"You!" Gao Zhuo grabbed Ye Qiu’s neck, his grip tightening.

Ye Qiu’s neck turned red, and somehow he had something in his hand, yet he struggled to say, "Is the State Preceptor trying to kill me? If I just die here in the National Master Courtyard, even if the National Master... cough... even if the National Master’s prestige is great, it will be hard to explain!"

Kong Suxin was shocked by the sudden turn of events before gaining her composure, then she summoned the courage to plead, "Lord National Master, His Majesty is about to run out of breath. If this continues, he will die."

"Very well." Gao Zhuo released his grip on Ye Qiu’s neck, looking at him as if he were dead, "How dare you defy me, thinking that your wings are strong enough to do whatever you want? Just a puppet, do you really think I won’t kill you?"

"Yes, I’m just a puppet, it seems there’s nothing frightening about dying." Ye Qiu smiled indifferently.

Gao Zhuo was quite angry, but he knew he still needed this puppet Emperor. Not only because he needed the Ye Family’s bloodline to heal, he also feared that if he went too far, it would attract the attention of the Cultivation World, especially since Zhang Yuwen, a cultivator, was still here.

Looking at the half-dead Ye Qiu, his anger suddenly dissipated. What was he doing getting angry with a useless person?

Elevated, he mocked, "Some matters aren’t up to you to decide whether to do them or not. It’s the Empress and the harem concubines’ duty to continue the Royal Family’s bloodline. If His Majesty is unwilling, I will assist His Majesty with that in the future."

"What do you intend to do?" Ye Qiu’s breathing intensified, and Kong Suxin became tense upon hearing these words.

"No need to be tense. It’s merely a little enhancing elixir. After the blessing ceremony is over, the child from the National Master Mansion will send the elixir to His Majesty and Lady." Gao Zhuo smiled maliciously at the two.

"I really don’t understand, what’s the difference in who inherits the throne? Why does Lord National Master insist on having my child?" Ye Qiu looked at him, his face exhausted due to injury.

"I’m considering for the Daluo Dynasty. His Majesty should obey, not be willful. His Majesty is injured, so now it’s better to go back and rest." As he finished speaking, two children promptly entered from outside.

Returning to his residence, Ye Qiu wiped away the blood stains and immediately swallowed an elixir, his complexion instantly glowing.

Today was dangerous, but there were still gains. It seems the State Preceptor isn’t as formidable as imagined. Yet, why does he insist that I must have offspring?

The news that Ye Qiu was injured leaving the National Master Courtyard wasn’t concealed, it served as a warning from Gao Zhuo to everyone. Indeed, the civil and military officials revered him even more and merely maintained superficial reverence when meeting Ye Qiu, the Emperor.

Ye Qiu didn’t mind, even if the palace attendants slackened while serving him, he didn’t have much to say, obediently following through the entire blessing process.

"Your Majesty, this is the elixir sent by Lord National Master, please drink it." A Palace Attendant placed a bowl of black elixir before Ye Qiu, while another Palace Attendant addressed Kong Suxin, "Lady, this is yours."

"Take it away." Ye Qiu commanded coldly.

The child watching disdainfully said, "Your Majesty, this is beyond you."

"Is that so?" Ye Qiu’s momentum suddenly grew strong, then he quietly said, "Mr. Zhang, don’t you intend to stop this?"

Upon hearing this, the child immediately became wary, Kong Suxin also turned her head abruptly, then saw a familiar figure walk in.

"Cousin." She was astonished as she looked at Ye Qiu and him, not understanding what was happening.

"Zhang Yuwen, it’s you again." The child’s expression twisted, "Are you going to meddle again?"

Zhang Yuwen simply replied indifferently, "As a minister, it’s naturally my duty to alleviate the Emperor’s worries. Since His Majesty doesn’t want to drink the elixir, why force him?"

"How dare you stand against the National Master!" The child was furious, then attacked, wanting both public service and personal revenge, to make Zhang Yuwen pay for rolling down the steps that day.

"Cousin!" Watching the two fight, Kong Suxin called out in concern.

"He won’t be harmed." Ye Qiu calmly remarked from the side.

"Why did you involve him?" Kong Suxin somewhat struggled to accept it, looking very angry.

Ye Qiu chuckled weirdly, "He came for you, doesn’t the Empress want to be with Mr. Zhang with a clean slate in the future?"

"I..." Kong Suxin was at a loss for words, then awkwardly turned her head, "It’s impossible between us."

"Really? Since it’s impossible, why meet secretly at night?" Ye Qiu seemed to be discussing a trivial matter, apparently unbothered by his Empress having dealings with another man.

Hearing this, Kong Suxin was greatly startled, how did His Majesty know?

"You seem very surprised that I know about your secret meetings with your cousin?" Ye Qiu casually said while watching the scene where the child was gradually subdued, "It seems you all underestimate me. Although I’m a puppet controlled by the State Preceptor, it doesn’t mean I’m completely oblivious."

Kong Suxin was shaken, these days His Majesty’s behavior had overturned her previous understanding of him. How much more does he know? How much ability has he concealed? Has he truly never cared?

"Let me go, let go! You’re overstepping, aren’t you afraid Lord National Master will blame you?" The child’s previously fair face was now full of embarrassment and ferocity, even when detained showing no fear, but instead speaking arrogantly.

"I’ve caught him for His Majesty, how does His Majesty wish to handle it?" Zhang Yuwen felt somewhat uncomfortable being used by Ye Qiu but was somewhat comforted that he helped his cousin.

"Don’t trouble Mr. Zhang with the rest, I will fulfill my promise to Mr. Zhang." Ye Qiu looked at the arrogant child, gazing at him condescendingly, then kicked heavily, "Kneel down."

Zhang Yuwen found his ostentatious behavior somewhat repugnant but also understood, being suppressed for a long time as a nation’s emperor might lead to such reactions.

So he kindly suggested, "Your Majesty, forgive my bluntness, detaining this child will eventually be discovered by the State Preceptor, and I won’t assist you again afterward."

"Who knows about the future?" Ye Qiu smiled enigmatically, "Today Mr. Zhang and I are collaborators, perhaps tomorrow we’ll be adversaries. Isn’t everything in the world driven by interests, apart from emotions that can’t be controlled?"

Listening to Ye Qiu’s digressive talk, Zhang Yuwen was somewhat puzzled, but didn’t let it deter his response.