Golden Jade Rakshasa (1-3) [Complete]

The Golden Rakshasa (1-3) [Complete]
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Chapter 1:

The Imperial City, far from the battlefields ravaged by war, is bathed in exceptionally bright night. The moon, like a bright
mirror, casts a soft, silvery glow upon everything on the ground.

Inside the palace, within its towering red walls, a night of revelry and celebration is destined to ensue, a night of sleepless nights.

This is the celebration banquet for the Qiang princess's marriage into the Han imperial palace. The feast
stretches for time of national jubilation.

The Qiang princess, skilled in singing and dancing, is captivating and alluring, showing none of the reserve or shyness typical of Han women. At the banquet
, she openly performs her signature dances for her husband—the reigning emperor—eagerly expressing her
affections.

Her graceful movements, light leaps, and exotic charm
outshine even the magnificent palace. The entire court was captivated, filled with admiration.

The emperor, however, maintained the same expression from beginning to end, showing neither disgust nor joy.

He knew all too well the political smokescreen behind this woman's beautiful figure.

Before him, a similar person had done the same thing. He was already accustomed to exotic charm and
captivating allure, so his somewhat indifferent attitude towards her was understandable.

That person was probably in his palace now, frowning and plotting their next move, wasn't she?

Truly pitiful yet endearing!

Was she using the excuse of not attending tonight's banquet to avoid being reminded
of ?

Thinking of that person, the emperor's long-silent face finally broke into a slight smile.

"Your Highness, the night dew is heavy, it's too cold outside. Don't sit in the wind, come in quickly!"

Inside the palace, built in the style of Loulan architecture, a maidservant came out with a cloak and said to the person sitting in the garden.

Prince Yinu of Loulan had a face completely different from the Han people. Many people from the Western Regions have high noses, deep-set eyes, curly
hair , and tall stature. But Inu was different. He was tall and slender, but not
as rugged and imposing as the Loulan soldiers he was used to. The white silk robe of his tribe draped over his body made him appear as
elegant .

What was even more stunning was his long, flowing hair, a brilliant golden yellow that cascaded down to his waist,
more dazzling than the moon in the sky. When his bangs parted, he revealed a face of unparalleled, godlike beauty. His skin, almost
as , was flushed with two rosy blushes on his cheeks, whether from the cold or from the turmoil of his emotions, it was hard to tell.

Beneath his beautifully arched eyebrows were crystalline blue-purple eyes that complemented the golden hair on his cheeks.

Below his slightly high, straight nose were thin, tightly pressed pink lips.

Sadness and anxiety tinged his peerless face with emotion, but this did not diminish his beauty. No matter
when one looks at him, Prince Yinu is a more enchanting sight than the moonlight. It is for this reason that the Han emperor,
disregarding the objections of his ministers, insisted on keeping him by his side.

This was not only to better appreciate the captivating charm of this foreign beauty, nor merely to spread
the prestige of the prosperous dynasty further throughout the Western Regions, but also to use him as a hostage to deter the Loulan Khan from making any rash moves.

Similarly, Yinu's presence in the Han court was not merely to serve as a hostage; he bore a heavy
responsibility, and the rise and fall of the Loulan capital might depend on his decision.

Yet, even so, he still had to be mindful of the Han emperor's mood.

Whether it was because his disguise was too convincing, or simply out of habit, as he waited alone for the emperor,
a genuine sense of bitterness arose in his heart.

He was unwilling to let the emperor's favor, which he had worked so hard to gain, be
ruined .

"Yan, come quickly... don't keep me waiting too long..."

His dejected figure and timid expression were heartbreaking even for the maids. They felt deeply
indignant .

A prince of a great nation, a man who should have been galloping across battlefields, was bowing and
scraping before the Emperor of Han, yet the Emperor ignored him, marrying that rough and vulgar Qiang woman—it was utterly incomprehensible!

Having served Prince Yinu for so many years, they seemed to have forgotten that Yinu was the one who least should be standing
beside the Emperor.

Night fell, and the shadows of the flowers in the garden trembled slightly. Yinu turned around and saw
a figure that shouldn't be there.

"...Yan!"

The Western Region people, lacking restraint and etiquette, immediately rushed to the side of the person they longed for, wrapping their arms around his waist
to express their feelings. "Am I dreaming? I never expected you to come tonight..."

Liu Yan nodded, gesturing for the maids to leave.

Unlike the bustling banquet, this place was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard. Only their heartbeats sang in
harmony, and Yi Nu's eyes welled with tears. How he wished that Liu Yan had left the Qiang princess alone
to come to his side because she couldn't bear to part with him…

"…Yan, don't go! Stay with me, okay?"

Although he knew full well that this would mean the newlywed Qiang princess would be alone in the palace tonight, Yi Nu still stubbornly
made his request.

Because the Qiang princess had at least married him as a queen, while he was merely a hostage.

Although their identities were essentially the same, on the surface he was far inferior to her,
and without fighting for it, he had no chance at all.

Knowing his turmoil, Liu Yan embraced his waist, gently stroking his fair cheek and nodding.

Yi Nu was overjoyed and immediately buried his head in his broad chest!

For Liu Yan, leaving the Qiang princess behind to come to Yi Nu was simply to relieve his own pent-up frustration.

After all, one person like that, Yinu, is enough; having more would be meaningless.

Picking up a strand of golden hair, Liu Yan inhaled its fragrance and said with a faint smile, "
They probably know you have blonde hair and blue eyes, and think that's what I love, so they went to great lengths to find a
princess who's similar."

Yinu, nestled against his chest, frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"But they probably don't know that although I'm full of curiosity about beautiful Western Region people, what I love isn't..."
"Woman," Liu Yan lifted his face and lightly kissed his lips, "...but man."

He covered his eyes because reality was painful. He abandoned his dignity because it had become an obstacle to survival.

"What's wrong? Weren't you quite passionate just now? Why did you suddenly lose focus?"

Lowering his head to kiss the fair, jade-like chest of the person in his arms, Liu Yan looked up, gazing into his glistening eyes, and
asked.

"...No, with you by my side, I didn't dare to lose focus..." Reaching down to his neck, Yi Nu
blinked slightly moist eyes and leaned in to kiss his lips.

Liu Yan smiled, cupping his face and giving him an encouraging kiss.

"Mmm..."

His tongue deftly parted the two pink lips, licking his moist tongue, reaching the root, gently teasing his most
sensitive spot.

Breathing softly, Yi Nu couldn't help but writhe, pressing himself even closer to Liu Yan, deepening
the kiss...

Between their intertwined lips and tongues, Liu Yan, who always prided himself on his composure, became somewhat lost in the moment.

He couldn't resist his sweet allure, even knowing that beneath the surface lay countless schemes and intrigues.

This handsome, godlike Loulan man was adept at exploiting his superior qualities. And yet, knowing
it was all an illusion, he still embraced him.

Was it pity for his difficult situation, or mockery of his struggle for survival? Liu Yan himself didn't know.

He only knew that the fragrance inhaled at this moment was what captivated and moved him most, even if it contained poison.

His desire was ignited. Yi Nu, blushing, removed Liu Yan's heavy robes and unbuttoned his undergarments.

Reaching his strong chest, feeling the warmth of his body, his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Liu Yan impatiently tore off the rest of his clothes himself. His bronze-colored, imposing body concealed an
overwhelming power, enticing the man beneath him like a seductive fragrance.

Inu pursed his thin, crimson lips, parting his own clothes to reveal his smooth, white
skin .

He trembled. Not only from the direct contact of his skin with the cool air, but also from the sight of those crimson eyes
scanning him.

When the last piece of clothing was removed, revealing his strong, long thighs and the alluring view between them,
Liu Yan felt a sudden tension in his lower body!

He couldn't resist; his hands roamed over the smooth, firm skin of the man beneath him, slowly searching for sensitive spots. His hot
lips gently slid across his cheek, down to his neck, lightly nibbling at his collarbone, before lowering his head to his chest, opening
his mouth to capture the alluring pink bud.

"Mmm…" The cool touch of his tongue made Inu's entire body
stand on end . He held the head buried against his chest, wanting to press him even closer, demanding more pleasure…

“So impatient.” With a light laugh, Liu Yan reached behind him, sliding down his waist, gradually disappearing behind
his spine , lingering on his full, round buttocks, kneading them, feeling their warmth and texture. “Like this, if I
really neglected you, didn’t come here for days, could you bear it?”

Mocking him, Yi Nu could only bite back, his face flushed red.

“But that’s also one of the reasons I like you,” Liu Yan teased, reaching for the erection between his legs
, “You never hide your desire for me. Just touching you makes it hard, it’s so endearing…”

“Mmm… Stop it!…” He squeezed his legs together, trying to stop him from further teasing, but only received a deeper
plunder! Liu Yan reached behind him, parted his plump buttocks, and went straight to his forbidden zone, gently caressing

the slightly warm honey hole , his middle finger lightly poking at the entrance... 　　"Mmm... Ah!..." Touched in his most sensitive spot, Yi Nu couldn't help but twist his waist. Liu Yan's hand traced every pink fold, deliberately teasing the place that made him most ashamed, but only dabbling, not going deep inside. 　　This subtle teasing drove him even crazier. Seeing his desire yet shameful reluctance to speak was a pleasure, and Liu Yan teased him even more enthusiastically! 　　"Ah... No, don't torture me! Ah..." 　　Finally, having teased him enough, Liu Yan kissed his lips while taking out a small medicine bottle from his bedside, dipping his finger in the fragrant oil inside, and using its medicinal power to slide it into the honey hole beneath him. 　　"Mmm!..." Although it was just a finger, its rough texture and the coolness of the medicated oil made Inu very sensitive. He only twisted slightly in discomfort, and his sensitive little hole wriggled on its own, as if wanting to take in more with the help of the medicated oil. 　　The finger accepted this treatment, and Liu Yan felt that a certain pulse in his body could no longer wait. He added another finger to open up the dark hole of the person beneath him, and went straight for his most sensitive spot. After receiving a violent response as if he had sprung up, he also coated his huge penis with medicated oil. As he withdrew his finger, he pressed it against the flower hole, lowered his head and kissed the man's mouth, silencing the gasp that was about to escape his lips, and thrust his desire all the way in. 　　"Ugh!..." 　　The oppressive entry felt like it was going to crush the man beneath him! Inu twisted, only feeling a . His whole body tensed up, and he finally relaxed a little, but was immediately taken away by a series of impacts hitting his rear. 　　"Ah!...No...Don't go so fast!...Ahhh!..." 　　It was too late. Liu Yan's reason was controlled by lust. He only wanted more, only wanted to penetrate the hot, tight interior of the person beneath him, to plunder him completely! 　　Continuously attacking the most sensitive spot inside, Inu was finally conquered by the gradually rising pleasure! He bit his lip, trying not to let out a wild cry, but tears of passion couldn't help but seep from the corners of his eyes, like the tip , dripping with lustful fluid. 　　The pink secret orifice was stretched to its limit, but it was also extremely elastic, writhing, tightly wrapping around the huge member, greedily sucking! 　　"Ahhh!...There!...Ah...Don't poke anymore, I'm going to...I'm almost there...Ahhh! 　　..." Unable to hold back any longer, the noble Prince Inu, under the ravaging of the Han Emperor, spread his legs wide, clamping the man's waist, shouting wildly, releasing the pleasure his body had received! 　　Grasping his penis, she forcefully blocked the tip, which was dripping with lustful fluids. The man cruelly said, "No...not yet, you can't go!..." 　　"Ugh!...But...ahhh!..."

The man relentlessly pounded against his plump buttocks, relentlessly tormenting and plundering him, never letting him climax
before . His

wanton little hole was completely pierced, its muscles contracting sensitively with each forceful penetration,
the tender flesh bulging out as it was forcibly withdrawn. The sensitivity there coursed through his entire body, making the man beneath him
feel an almost unbearable ecstasy.

"Oh...ah! Ahhhhh!..."

In the final, rapid thrust, his enormous member was finally subdued by the alluring little hole, surging violently a few times
before gushing forth, pouring hot fluid into the man's pink, tender hole beneath him.

His hand loosened, the throbbing in his palm convulsing, gushing out wildly, spraying the man all over.

In the midst of the white raindrops, both of their minds went blank, as if they had forgotten their former noble
status , the immense burdens they carried, and all their schemes and plots.

Embracing each other, only their body heat could warm the long, cold night, offering
a glimmer of warmth and happiness to their complex emotions.

Behind their tender embrace lay a cruel lie.

Love was futile. In this chaotic dynasty, amidst the dog-eat-dog world of its borders, truth was impossible.

Endless scheming and struggle were the main themes of their lives.

Everything was beyond their control.

Immersed in a dream as alluring as poisonous flowers, would they dream of returning to the past? If everything
could start over, could their choices be slightly different?

Deep in sleep, Yi Nu's heart had already soared like a divine eagle across the sky, flying back to the dreamlike, fantastical desert borders of the past
…

Chapter Two

Back then, the nomadic peoples of the Western Frontier called their finest horses "Helan."

The Helan Mountains, stretching from Suofang in the east to Qiangtu in the west, are located on the side of the Yin Mountains, at the mouth of the Qilian Mountains. Climbing to the summit of Helan Mountain,
one can gaze eastward at the vast, flat lands of the Han Dynasty, and westward at the capitals of the Qiang, Loulan, and Cheshi desert kingdoms.

A massive, winding dragon, stretching for thousands of miles, divides the land into east and west, like
a dividing line formed by the scars of war.

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, seemingly telling the story of the fierce battles that recently took place here.

Although the power of the various tribes in the west was growing, they were ultimately no match for the mighty Han
Dynasty . That caravan was tribute sent to the Han Dynasty by the defeated Loulan Kingdom.

Yes, what truly pleased the Han emperor was not jewels, pearls, or fur coats, but
the crown prince of Loulan—Yinu Shemur.

During the war, this young boy, barely out of his teens, had led a massive attack on the Han army, inflicting heavy casualties.
Enraged, the Han emperor personally led his troops to confront him. However, what impressed the emperor most,
besides his precocious intelligence and decisiveness, was his beauty, comparable to jewels.

Such a handsome young man, seemingly forged from the essence of a thousand years of desert life, should not be exposed
to the elements and bloodshed of the battlefield. From that moment on, the emperor secretly resolved to possess him.

Compared to the mighty Han army of 100,000, the Loulan army was ultimately weaker.
Prince Yinu Shemur, still young, was no match for the seasoned Han emperor. After months of stubborn resistance, the Loulan army was finally
defeated and forced to surrender.

The fate of a defeated nation is inevitably fraught with hardship. After being forced to submit to the Han Emperor, Shemur Khan
's most painful decision was to send his most outstanding son to the Han Dynasty as a hostage.

On the day of the surrender, the Emperor had promised not to destroy Loulan and to allow him to continue his reign,
but on the condition that he pay a large tribute of precious goods to the Han Dynasty annually and send the handsome Prince Yinu to the Han
Emperor's side.

On this bumpy journey eastward, in a beautifully decorated carriage, Prince Yinu gently parted the tent flap,
gazing at the vast desert beyond, his heart filled with sorrow.

He remembered his father, the Khan, kneeling before him before his departure, entrusting the happiness and safety of the Loulan people to him. "This journey may be our last, father and son," the father said sadly

as he personally saddled the carriage . "But it's all worth it, as long as the Emperor of Han is satisfied and stops making things difficult for my Loulan Kingdom . As my son, you shouldn't shed tears so easily..." After wiping away his tears, the father helped him onto the carriage and resolutely turned away. 　　He couldn't blame the father for being heartless; faced with such cruel oppression, he was powerless... 　　He recalled his first encounter with Emperor Liu Yan of Han on the battlefield, those eagle-like eyes that seemed to freeze one's mind instantly. 　　"You want to become the eagle of the desert? It's too early now." 　　With his ever-present faint smile, he had once pulled himself up from his horse, gently stroking his face, and said these words. 　　Although they were enemies, Yi Nu couldn't hate him. Closing his eyes, that cold, handsome face would flash through his mind from time to time, making Yi Nu's imagination run wild, dreaming of going to... [link to website]... 　　"Your Majesty, this is a luminous pearl sent by the Khan of Loulan. It is crystal clear and shines brightly in the dark. It is a rare treasure!" In the imperial study, the prime minister personally presented the tributes to the emperor one by one. His profound knowledge allowed the emperor to analyze the value and characteristics of the tributes in detail. 　The emperor seemed not very interested in the rare treasures that filled the table in front of him. A single rare treasure is certainly precious , but a table full of rare treasures inevitably makes one impatient. 　　"Zhang Ling, is there another rare treasure you forgot to bring to me?" The emperor asked, his sharp eyes glancing at the prime minister. 　　"Your Majesty, I am astonished. I brought everything..." As he spoke, the prime minister seemed to suddenly remember something. "Oh, right, there's one more. Prince Yinu. As Your Majesty instructed, arrange for him to stay in the Moonlit Palace."

"He should have arrived there by now."

Hearing this, a slight smile finally appeared on the emperor's lips.

Yes, that was the true, unique, and rare treasure.

"Bring him to the Imperial Study now," he ordered.

The prime minister hesitated for a moment, bowing and asking for permission, "Your Majesty, this is a very
important place in the study. As a hostage, it might not be appropriate for him to come here..."

He regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking, because the emperor's face immediately darkened. "
Is it good to neglect the prince of Loulan? Bring him here immediately!"

"Oh, yes..."

The prime minister bowed and withdrew, personally going to greet the Loulan prince, causing a
rare .

"Inu. Shemur has come to pay his respects to Your Majesty."

Since their parting on the battlefield, they had been separated for a long time, and their reunion felt like a lifetime had passed.

One was in the heavens, revered by all, while the other was underground, a glossy
canary, yet dependent on others.

Seeing Liu Yan's face again, Yi Nu felt a complex mix of emotions.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," the emperor said, approaching him, lifting his face, and gazing at him with lingering affection.
"Are you satisfied with the palace I've prepared for you?"

"...I dare not. Your Majesty's grace is boundless; I am overwhelmed with gratitude and dare not be dissatisfied." Just
as the emperor gazed intently at him, Yi Nu also fixed his gaze on the emperor's face, speaking humbly.

His words were respectful, but his eyes were filled with a brazen scrutiny.
It had .

Their eyes met, their bodies very close, the atmosphere gradually becoming somewhat ambiguous, yet they remained completely
unaware of anything amiss. The prime minister, however, felt uneasy seeing this scene.

The fact that the mighty Emperor of Han was so close to a lowly hostage from the Western Regions made him somewhat uneasy. "Ahem...

" He deliberately cleared his throat, indicating that there were other people present.

The Emperor, however, appreciated his reminder and said, "Prime Minister, you must be tired after a long
day .

Why don't you go back and rest? I have many things to discuss with you tomorrow morning." With the Emperor so openly issuing an order to leave, how could the Prime Minister refuse? He bowed somewhat awkwardly to the Emperor
and turned to leave. Before leaving, he gave Yi Nu a long,

malicious look. Yi Nu didn't really care what he was glaring at, because his entire attention was focused on the Emperor

. With the inconvenient person gone, the atmosphere in the study became even more tense.

What the Emperor's thoughts were towards Yi Nu, Yi Nu didn't know, but the Emperor's gaze was
intense and strangely oppressive. The emperor, however, saw right through Inu's intentions, though
he never bothered to try and understand others' thoughts.

Seeing Inu still in a daze, the emperor pulled him into his arms, and before he could react,
lifted his face and gave him a domineering kiss.

"Mmm!..."

Inu was utterly astonished! Though young, he wasn't inexperienced.
He knew what the emperor's burning body and wild breath meant! But he hadn't expected the emperor to do
this !

A nimble tongue swirled in his mouth, sweetly mingling,
giving .

After a long while, until Inu's breathing became a little labored, the emperor released him slightly.

"Although you entered the court as a hostage, you will serve me from now on," the emperor declared domineeringly, as if
trying to meld him into his very being.

"Ah..." This unexpected demand left Inu completely bewildered.

"Whether inside or outside the palace, the only places you can stay besides the Moonlit Palace are by my
side ."

With a nonchalant air, Liu Yan declared his ownership to the Loulan youth in his arms.

Chapter Three

The troublesome people were gone, but the atmosphere in the study grew even more tense.

What the emperor's thoughts were about Yi Nu, Yi Nu didn't know, but the emperor's gaze was
burning, carrying a strange sense of oppression. The emperor, however, saw right through Yi Nu's feelings for him. Although
he had always disdained to try and understand others' thoughts.

Seeing him still lost in thought, the emperor chuckled, walked to his side, lifted the long, golden hair from his cheek, and
brought it to his nose to smell. "Such beautiful hair, it really seems unreal..."

"Hmm..." This small, unintentional gesture made Yi Nu blush, feeling a little
uncomfortable . "Your Majesty's favor is appreciated..."

Gently stroking the smooth hair, the Emperor's hand slid to the fair and sharply defined handsome face, lightly caressing
it with the back of his fingers, feeling as if he were touching a piece of fine, warm jade. His eyes were filled with admiration and affection, and he
seemed reluctant to let go of the warm touch.

"Mmm..." A slight tingling sensation ran through his cheek and neck from the touch, and Yi Nu's eyelashes fluttered slightly as
he breathed uneasily. A strange and ambiguous atmosphere flowed freely between the two.

Lightly wiping his eye sockets with his thumb, the Emperor cupped his face and brought it close to his own, chuckling and praising,
"It's hard to imagine that you have such jewel-like eyes. The thought that these crystal-clear and precious things can
see me, can be shy, and can express their feelings makes me cherish them even more." With that, he brought his hot lips to
his and gently kissed Yi Nu's trembling eyelashes.

Knowing that the emperor admired and adored him as a rare treasure, a
strange and indescribable feeling welled up within Yinu. Was it elation or anticipation? He couldn't say.

He only knew that the emperor's affection for him was genuine but restrained by propriety, which moved him deeply. Inhaling
the faint musky scent emanating from the emperor, Yinu's heart sank. He couldn't help but place his hands on the emperor's broad chest,
pressing his face against it, breathing in his scent even more deeply.

The smoke of war and the life-or-death struggles of the desert seemed to fade away; only the emperor, who could only express his feelings directly, remained .
The man from Yu, without any embellishment, presented his heartfelt feelings to the Han emperor, telling him he loved him and hoped
for his favor.

This pure, bold courage to express his feelings directly, and his frank and unpretentious demeanor, captivated the emperor even
more . He pulled the Loulan prince into his arms, and before the prince could react in surprise, lifted his face and gave
him a domineering kiss.

"Mmm!..."

Yi Nu was slightly surprised. The emperor's burning body pressed against him, his wild breath almost overwhelming him.
The Han people were traditionally strict with etiquette and rarely expressed their feelings easily, so this sudden
and direct declaration of love caught him off guard.

The emperor, however, hadn't thought so much.

From the moment he saw Yi Nu on the desert battlefield, he had wanted to possess him. And now, with a
whole pile of dazzling gold treasures presented before him, Yi Nu was entirely his.

Holding the Loulan prince's handsome face in his hands, the emperor skillfully circled his tongue in his warm mouth, their tongues
lingering sweetly, a sensation that surprised and delighted Inu, giving him a unique and unfamiliar feeling.

It was a long time, until Inu's breathing became slightly labored, that the emperor finally released him.

"Hoo..." Inu's chest rose and fell, his face flushed, his breath
catching in his throat.

The emperor sat back down at the table, letting Inu sit on his lap and gently embrace him, his affection evident.

"I never imagined that you, who issue such ruthless commands on the battlefield, would be so adorable up close,"

the emperor teased, whispering in his ear.

"Mmm..." His ear felt soft and tingly from the hot breath, and Inu lowered his head in embarrassment.

Seeing his passionate expression, the emperor's affection deepened. He pressed his face against the emperor's warm neck and whispered,
"Although you were sent to me as a hostage, it's not all that unfortunate, is it?"

With that, he flicked out the candlelight in the study and carried the man in his arms into the bedchamber behind the curtains, showering him with tenderness.

"Mmm... Ahh!..."

"Don't... Ahh!..."

A passionate embrace filled the bedchamber.

The next morning, when Yi Nu slowly awoke, the emperor was gone, presumably having gone to court
. He

had left without a word, without a farewell. For him, some things were unnecessary
to explain. This reminded him once again of his changed status and position, making him acutely aware of his significance to
the emperor .

The tenderness and dependence of the previous night gradually cooled; he knew he shouldn't harbor any illusions, shouldn't have too many
hopes.

He forced himself to sit up, his brocade quilt slipping down to reveal crimson
stains the passionate lovemaking of the previous night.

A considerate palace maid had already prepared bathing and changing clothes for him at the bedside. It was a blue silk robe,
similar in style to his own. It seemed the emperor had been very well-prepared for his arrival,
even to the customs of his Loulan people.

Immersing himself in the warm bath, the misty steam seemed to clear his mind somewhat.

Sooner than he had imagined, he had spent his first night in the Han imperial palace in this way.

The emperor seemed to adore him, but he knew that admiration was like appreciating a dazzling gemstone—
admiring and wanting to possess it, nothing more.

But that was alright; as long as the emperor hadn't grown tired of him and still held a sliver of affection for him, he probably wouldn't
make things difficult for his father and the people of Loulan, right?

The tragedy was that he was protecting them in this way!

He covered his face with his hands, grinning foolishly, and shed his first tear upon entering the Han Palace.

Returning to the Moonflower Palace, he found guests already waiting there. "

It's that prime minister, Zhang Ling, isn't it?

" "Greetings, Prince Yinu," the prime minister said with a respectful bow and a slight smile, "Your Highness spent the entire night
talking with His Majesty by candlelight, yet you look quite well this morning."

Though a compliment, it was clearly barbed. Despite his strong pride, Yinu was ultimately a free-spirited man from the
Western Regions ; he didn't feel there was anything shameful about what had happened the previous night, and therefore wasn't afraid of the prime minister's sarcasm.

He returned the greeting and smiled at the prime minister, saying, "Thank you for your concern. I'm in good health, so staying up all night
didn't have much of an impact on me. It's you, Prime Minister, who has so many duties to attend to, assisting His Majesty in handling state affairs. Please take care of your health."

Walking up to the prime minister, he added in a sarcastic tone, "Prime Minister, your eyes are dark and your face looks a little haggard. It must be due to excessive worry and anxiety
last night right?"

Being mocked by a hostage like this, the prime minister's expression clearly worsened, but he quickly composed himself
, replacing it with a amiable smile. "Thank you for your concern, Prince. I will remember it." Saying this, he had
a palace maid behind him bring forward the cage he had been carrying, handing it to the maid behind I'nu.

"Prince Loulan is new here; this is a small token of our appreciation. We hope Your Highness

will accept it," the prime minister said with a beaming smile. "This is truly an honor for I'nu. Thank you in advance, Prime Minister," I'nu returned the greeting and opened
the cage . Upon seeing what was inside, the maid almost cried out with joy!

It was a purebred Western Regions spirit cat, its fur long and glossy, its eyes a different color, and its snow-white body
like brocade, docile and endearing.

"It is said that this is a very auspicious creature cherished by the people of the Western Regions. Zhang Ling humbly presents it to Your Highness, hoping it can alleviate
Your Highness 's homesickness."

A slight smile appeared on his lips as Yi Nu closed the cage and had the maid carry the cat inside. "Thank you for your
concern, Prime Minister. I am truly grateful."

"A small token, nothing to mention," the Prime Minister said with a bright smile, walking to his side. "However, Zhang Ling
may be overthinking things. I thought that a crown prince being sent to a foreign land as a hostage would be a great humiliation, and it's understandable
that he would be homesick upon arrival. But judging from Zhang Ling's observation, Your Highness doesn't seem particularly heartbroken." With that, he turned and left.

Standing there watching his retreating figure, a faint gloom appeared in Yi Nu's blue-purple eyes.

This prime minister harbored a deep prejudice against him. Whatever the reason, he considered him an enemy.

Giving him the civet cat was actually a way of reminding him to be mindful of his status; he was merely a noble...
Don't think too highly of yourself, you little pet. Using a beast to subtly mock his subservient and subservient
situation is truly malicious.

However, he doesn't care. Since being sent to this place, he's willing to sacrifice his dignity for the peace of his homeland; this petty mockery is utterly insignificant.

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