bullyxtreme Chapter 1: Put your hair up!
Chapter 1: Put your hair up!
Spring of the second year of the Tianping era of the Eastern Wei Dynasty.
King Gao Huan of Bohai personally led six armies to the north to conquer Liu Lisheng of Jihu.
After the army marched out of Yanmen Pass, all the affairs of the Prince of Jinyang's mansion were put under the management of his eldest son, Gao Cheng.
At that time, Gao Cheng was fifteen years old. Although still young, he already showed a handsome appearance and a cheerful demeanor. In addition, he came from a noble family, and everyone in Jinyang called him the Crown Prince, secretly regarding him as the future master of the Gao family.
That afternoon, the inner courtyard of the Prince's Mansion was unusually quiet.
Only the wind from the Zhang River, carrying a hint of dampness, passed through the vermilion walls and stirred the plain gauze curtains of a concubine's sleeping quarters in a side courtyard of the Prince's mansion.
The scent of ambergris mixed with the fragrance of women's cosmetics filled the tent, so soft it seemed to melt one's bones.
At the entrance to the bedroom, Gao Cheng was awakened by a sticky, powdery smell, and felt a slick sensation on his fingertips.
So, he couldn't resist and pressed it subconsciously.
"Hmm~"
Then, a soft moan came from below, so melodious it was almost dripping with moisture.
Upon hearing this voice, Gao Cheng was momentarily stunned and looked down.
Upon closer inspection, he saw a beautiful woman dressed in fine silk, pinned against the doorframe, her hair disheveled.
He pulled her skirt up to her waist, exposing her snow-white shoulders, and her inner garment had already slipped down to a very dangerous position.
If we divide it down another half, even the writers would be forced to add a string of mosaics.
"Your Highness, you mustn't... I am a concubine of the King, how could you do such a rebellious thing..."
The woman, though she was making muttered sounds of resistance, seemed to push him away weakly.
She draped a pair of jade-like arms over Gao Cheng's shoulders, and instead of pushing him away, she pulled him closer to her, her body becoming increasingly intimate with him.
It was clearly a case of half-hearted resistance, with the intention of seduction on full display.
Gao Cheng stared at the sudden, snow-white scene before him, his mind went blank for a moment, and he felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, almost causing him to spit out a nosebleed on the spot.
But before he could fully process this almost absurd scene, a sharp pain suddenly exploded deep within his mind.
Then, countless unfamiliar fragments of memory flooded in like a tide, and images flashed by rapidly.
Swords clash, court intrigues rage, deceit and treachery a powerful father holds sway over the court, the turbulent undercurrents of Ye City and Jinyang... and a name: Gao Cheng, Gao Zihui.
As the memories rapidly merged, Gao Cheng's robes were instantly soaked with cold sweat, and the previous heat dissipated completely, leaving only a bone-chilling cold.
He actually time-traveled.
Moreover, he transmigrated into the body of Gao Cheng, the eldest son of Emperor Shenwu of Northern Qi, the eldest son of Emperor Gao Huan, the current Prince of Bohai, and the future Emperor Wenxiang of Northern Qi, a handsome young man whose appearance was praised in three lines of history books.
Who is Gao Cheng?
He is the creator of the phrases "The First King of Memes in the Northern and Southern Dynasties," "The First Car God of the Northern Qi Dynasty," "Professional Truck Driver," and "Three Punches to Beat the Emperor," "The Dog-Foot Emperor," and "Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?" which have been professionally certified by countless netizens throughout history.
And Lanling Wang's handsome biological father, the "chef phobia" who was stabbed to death by the cook at the age of 29, and the only male protagonist in the infamous "beating oranges" incident!
Furthermore, the time he traveled to coincide with the famous historical scene of "a small horse pulling a large cart" taking place.
Indeed, the woman before him, with her alluring eyes and half-hearted resistance, was none other than Zheng Dache, Gao Huan's most favored concubine!
"Damn it, does it have to be this exciting?"
After realizing his situation, Gao Cheng couldn't help but swear.
Although he knew this history, he never imagined that he would run into this most dangerous point as soon as he traveled through time.
Gao Cheng was having an affair with Zheng Dache.
If he remembered correctly, Gao Cheng in history was almost deposed by Gao Huan because of this incident.
Even his birth mother, Lou Zhaojun, was implicated and almost had her position as Gao Huan's principal wife revoked.
If it weren't for Gao Cheng's wisdom in history, who asked Sima Ziru to mediate and force the maid who had informed on him to recant her testimony, the matter would have been barely resolved.
History will likely lose a handsome man, and future generations will lose a meme king.
Even so, Gao Cheng was still beaten a hundred times and imprisoned in a separate room by Gao Huan, earning him the mocking nickname "Beating Fresh Orange".
After reviewing history, he became even more flustered and hurriedly pulled Zheng Dache's skirt back up, which had slipped down.
He then composed himself and said in a low, urgent voice, "Auntie, let's pretend today's events never happened. We must both keep our mouths shut to ensure the best for both of us. Remember this!"
Having said that, he turned and left, preparing to escape this troublesome place as quickly as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications.
After all, Gao Cheng in history survived a hundred lashes, which was just good luck.
He didn't think that a modern man who had never suffered any physical pain could withstand a hundred lashes.
But to his surprise, his wrist was grabbed tightly as soon as he took a step.
But Zheng Dache, seeing that he was about to leave, wouldn't let him go. Her alluring eyes curved as she stared straight at him, her seductive charm penetrating to the bone, and she said with a tone of both resentment and complaint, "What do you mean by that, Your Highness?"
And those small hands, though seemingly slender, were surprisingly strong.
Gao Cheng tried to pull away several times, but failed to break free.
His face darkened, and he quickly spoke again: "Auntie, please understand. What happened just now was due to my folly and lack of reason. Who would have thought that I would almost make a grave mistake? I now know my regret, please forgive me, Auntie."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dache remained unmoved, only asking with a sorrowful expression, "Why? Does the young master intend to start something and then abandon it?"
After asking, she pressed her body against Gao Cheng's, her soft, warm body rubbing against his arm.
His flirtatious manner practically screamed "Come on, take me down!"
Upon seeing this, Gao Cheng's anger, which he had just suppressed, resurfaced.
He had to admit that this woman truly possessed the qualities to make any man fall at her feet; not only was her name apt, but she herself was also genuine.
Especially her enormous breasts, which seemed to burst out of her clothes, coupled with her alluring eyes that appeared to hold a pool of spring water, were truly captivating.
To be honest, even if he had given in, he wouldn't have lost out.
But the key point is that he is Gao Cheng, and he cannot obey!
If he loses his position as heir apparent, he might not even be able to afford to drive an oxcart, let alone a large carriage.
He didn't want to give up the whole forest for one tree, especially since that tree belonged to his own father.
So, even though he was about to explode with desire, he forced himself to suppress it and begged for mercy, "Auntie, I know I've repented and I apologize to you. Please let go immediately, or if this gets out, we'll both be doomed!"
Unexpectedly, his words only made Zheng Dache's expression more sorrowful.
She hugged Gao Cheng tightly, looked up at him, her eyes filled with resentment, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Does Your Highness now know fear? When you stormed into my bedchamber and tore my clothes, did you not consider the severity of the consequences?"
Upon hearing this, Gao Cheng felt even more wronged.
That's all the original owner's fault. What does it have to do with him? If he had transmigrated here a quarter of an hour earlier, how could he have ended up in this dilemma?
The original owner was really something. As the eldest son of a great general and the future ruler of Eastern Wei, he could have any kind of woman he wanted.
Why do you have to covet your father's concubines? Are you a pervert?
But he couldn't bring himself to say it, so he could only patiently continue to beg for forgiveness: "Auntie, please forgive me, this was really not my intention, I..."
But before he could finish speaking, Zheng Dache interrupted him again: "Your Highness, it's too late to regret now."
"This Prime Minister's residence is the foundation of Your Majesty's power, the center of military and political affairs. Who among those inside and outside the palace is not Your Majesty's trusted confidant? And who among those within sight is not the eyes and ears of Your Majesty's mistress?"
She raised her head, and an indescribable resentment appeared on her almost excessively beautiful face: "Your entry into my bedchamber today was witnessed by many. Even if you leave now, when the King returns in triumph, who will believe you if you claim you have never had any illicit relations with me?"
When Gao Cheng heard Zheng Dache's three questions in a row, he instantly realized what was going on and felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Yes, he was so focused on avoiding the charge of adultery that he forgot that such secret rendezvous between women are always confirmed as soon as one enters the room.
Even if he retreats now, it's like mud falling into his crotch—it'll become shit even if it's not.
Could he really say that he came to see Zheng Dache simply to discuss the philosophy of life after meeting Gao Huan?
Furthermore, who is Gao Huan?
He was a hero who rose from humble beginnings, relying on his extraordinary talent and ambition to overcome all obstacles in the chaotic world and establish the foundation of the Northern Qi dynasty.
They can't tolerate even the slightest imperfection.
Let alone having an affair with a concubine, even the slightest disrespect will not be tolerated lightly.
In other words, regardless of whether he leaves or stays, or whether he does anything or not, as long as the news reaches Gao Huan's ears, he will definitely not be able to escape the punishment of a hundred lashes.
In an instant, Gao Cheng's face turned pale and then ashen, his mind in turmoil.
Seeing the changes in his expression, Zheng Dache realized that he had figured out the key point, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself that he had finally calmed down.
There was no way around it; after all, she was a woman in her prime.
Gao Huan was often away leading troops, leaving her alone in her empty room.
How could she not be lonely?
Besides, she had indeed been lusting after this guy's body for a long time.
His eyebrows, his figure, and the natural youthful charm he exuded in every gesture made her extremely envious.
It can be said that in her more than 20 years of life, she has never seen anyone more handsome than Gao Cheng.
If she could have a one-night stand with him, she would accept it even if it meant certain death, let alone the terrible consequences.
Thinking this to herself, her expression grew even more aggrieved as she held his arm and softly asked, "Now that things have come to this, does Your Highness still wish to leave?"
Gao Cheng remained silent.
Reason told him that he should escape immediately.
But the do-or-die mentality that was ingrained in their bones gradually overcame their fear.
Since I'm going to get beaten up anyway, I might as well accept it calmly rather than be labeled as "dare to do but not dare to admit it."
That way, the beating won't be so unjust.
At this moment, Zheng Dache's voice rang out again: "Even a woman like me dares to bear this calamity, while the Crown Prince is the King's eldest son, a seven-foot-tall man, yet he lacks such courage?"
These words completely shattered Gao Cheng's last hesitation.
He took a deep breath.
He took another deep breath.
Then, he made a very irrational, very unpolitical, very un-royal, but very manly decision.
He then shook off Zheng Dache's hand, stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and pressed his forehead against hers.
He asked in a low voice, "Has the mistress taken a liking to me not been just a day ago?"
Zheng Dache seemed to have not expected Gao Cheng to ask such a direct question, and his face instantly turned red, his ears turning bright red.
But a moment later, she looked up at him, bit her lip and smiled, her eyes crinkling with allure, and silently responded.
Seeing this, Gao Cheng's last trace of concern vanished: "Very well, since Aunt has taken a liking to me, I will grant your wish."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dache was taken aback at first, then his eyes filled with joy, and he asked shyly, "Is the young master not afraid of disaster?"
Gao Cheng shook his head, his fingertips brushing up a stray strand of her hair. His gaze slowly moved down her face, finally settling on her bright red lips, which were slightly parted.
Then, taking a deep breath, he said in a low voice, "Put your hair up."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dache was stunned again. After a moment, he realized what was happening and became even more ashamed and angry, his eyes filled with resentment.
But after a moment of shyness and reproach, she didn't say anything more.
Instead, she obediently squatted down, gathering her loose black hair behind her head to reveal her long, fair neck.
Suddenly, the curtains fell, concealing the spring light from the room...