The General Was Pregnant with the Emperor's Child - Chapter 27

Within the White Jade Hot Spring, only the Emperor remained. The steaming water shrouded Xiao Yun’an’s body, which was covered in red marks. He raised a hand to cover his face and let out a soft laugh.

Indeed, it was because of his own obsession that Ye Wuyou had been “transformed” into an Omega to enter his dreams. He was currently in his rut; how could Ye Mian, a mere Beta, withstand his Imperial grace?

He had been too excessive, forgetting that Ye Mian was only a Beta, not a true Omega.

He was clearly smelling the pheromones of that “Flower Thief,” yet every time he sought Ye Mian’s reproductive chamber . Having seen enough of Ye Wuyou carrying the Cold Plum scent in the dream, he now found even the faint plum scent leaking from his own gland to be somewhat pleasing.

The fact that the “Flower Thief” had allowed Ye Mian to enter his dreams as an Omega was perhaps one good thing the thief had done, though it didn’t change the fact that Xiao Yun’an still intended to execute him.

He was the Emperor; he didn’t need a reason to take a life.

Xiao Yun’an began to think of Ye Wuyou again. The General had fled the dream like a fugitive before they could even finish “knotting.” Xiao Yun’an covered his face in self-reproach; his Ye Mian was only a Beta how could he withstand an Alpha’s knotting?

He’ll break.

Previously, in the dream at the military camp, once Ye Wuyou left, the dream had collapsed. But today, the White Jade Hot Spring surrounded by sycamore trees did not vanish. Xiao Yun’an discovered with surprise that he hadn’t been sent out of the dream this time.

Without Ye Wuyou, he didn’t want to stay in the pool. He focused his mind and stepped onto the shore.

The moment his foot touched the land, the entire White Jade Hot Spring shook. He narrowed his eyes and saw the spring source transform in an instant into a pool of clear water, the color a faint green, seemingly bottomless. The few scattered sycamore trees became a dense forest, and in the distance, the faint cry of a phoenix could be heard.

Where is this?

Xiao Yun’an looked down and found himself dressed once more in his Imperial crown and black robes. He stood close to the water, and the ripples pushed by the breeze soaked the hem of his gown.

There is something in the pool.

He thought for a moment, and several stones appeared in his hand. He tentatively tossed them into the pool, skip-skipping a few of them across the surface. The water remained calm, with only the ripples of the sinking stones spreading across the surface. It was only a dream, after all; Xiao Yun’an boldly stepped into the deep pool he was the Son of Heaven, protected by a True Dragon. What was there to fear?

The “specter” finally revealed itself. Xiao Yun’an saw in the reflection of the water that the Golden Dragon embroidered on his imperial robe was twisting its body in excitement. The dragon head, which had been resting on his back, was now perched on his shoulder.

“What monster dares to invade Zhen’s dream and disturb the peace?” Xiao Yun’an barked a cold reprimand, throwing his black robe into the pool. The pressure of his authority made the Golden Dragon let out a low whimper as it hit the water.

That voice was sixty percent similar to Ye Wuyou’s.

“I am no monster…” The creature in the pool didn’t dare show its head. It dove through the depths, staying far away from Xiao Yun’an, not daring to get close.

“Then what are you?” Because he loved the General, Xiao Yun’an showed a rare bit of patience to anything that sounded like Ye Wuyou, even if it were the “Flower Thief.”

“…” The pool was silent for a long time. The creature thought and thought, then poked a pair of budding dragon horns above the surface. Its voice became even smaller: “Fa… Your Majesty, please don’t blame Daddy for deceiving the Sovereign, okay?”

Xiao Yun’an froze in place.

The water vanished. The sycamore forest vanished.

On the Dragon Bed shrouded in yellow gauze, Xiao Yun’an slowly opened his eyes. The room was filled with the scent of Green Bamboo, wrapping around a trace of Cold Plum. The tryst with Ye Wuyou in the dream had been wonderful; in his rut, he had indeed acted a bit like a beast.

Having woken up, Xiao Yun’an coughed several times. His head didn’t feel heavy as it usually did; instead, his spirit was exceptionally good. The Emperor felt he could return to court and fight another three hundred rounds with the ministers but he had already told Gao Su to cancel court for the day.

A pity.

Xiao Yun’an sat up, a smile playing on his lips as he reminisced. Aside from the “specter” at the end, every detail was worth savoring. He had personally taught the arrogant Little General a lesson until the boy couldn’t speak a full sentence. Ye Mian had held him, shouting and crying. They had been in the hot spring, yet Ye Mian was hotter than the water. He had held Ye Mian in his arms, and the boy’s tears had soaked him through.

Is my Great General made of water? Xiao Yun’an shook his head with a smile. Perhaps after drinking so much spring water, he had to cry it out to digest it.

Ye Wuyou had been incredibly bold at first, but in the end, he could only cover his stomach and talk nonsense even claiming he would “provide offspring for the Imperial line.”

If Ye Mian could actually have a child with me—

Xiao Yun’an began to fantasize about Ye Wuyou being an Omega and being completely marked by him. The Emperor was moved to laughter by his own dream, and the irritability of his rut was forgotten.

Ye Mian is a sycophant? Hah. Zhen is happy to be seduced.

He got out of bed. Having played around in the dream all night, he felt surprisingly refreshed. As his feet touched the floor, he thought of Ye Wuyou fleeing in panic and ordered Gao Su to summon the Imperial Physician.

“Zhen met a Beta last night,” Xiao Yun’an said, his pheromones leaking out unreservedly. Both Gao Su and Physician Liu bowed their heads, stifled by the scent. “Zhen is in a rut and was perhaps a bit too ‘indulgent’ with him in the dream. Will there be an impact?”

Physician Liu listened tremblingly. Having spent time in the palace, he had heard many rumors about the Emperor and General Ye. Now being questioned directly, sweat beaded on his forehead.

“Allow this subject to take Your Majesty’s pulse first,” Liu replied neutrally. He brought out the pulse pillow, and Xiao Yun’an placed his hand upon it.

“Your Majesty’s body is fine. An Alpha in a rut will have disordered pheromones; having ‘met’ the Gen… the person in your dream, you should be recovering soon. If Your Majesty still feels irritable, some lotus seeds to clear the ‘fire’ would be best.” Before entering, Gao Su had tipped him off that the Emperor was restless because of General Ye.

The “Beta” the Emperor favored… who else could it be but General Ye?

“Zhen is naturally fine. I am asking if the Beta in my dream will suffer any harm?” Xiao Yun’an supported his face, his fox eyes darting around anxiously. “Last night in the dream, he practically fled in panic. He was limping as he ran.”

Physician Liu nearly choked on his own saliva, his face turning red to the ears from the “intel” provided by the Emperor.

“If… if it was only in a dream, it should be fine. At most, a bit of ‘kidney deficiency’… some back pain for a day or two. Just some nourishment and rest will suffice.”

“Then will he fear Zhen in the future?” Xiao Yun’an looked worried. “If he is scared and refuses to enter my dreams to be with me, what should I do? Is there a way to forcibly pull that Beta into the dream?”

Physician Liu: “…” Fine. Forced love the first step in the Imperial pursuit of a spouse.

But General Ye was thousands of miles away. If he said it wasn’t possible, he might lose more than just his job. So, Physician Liu replied firmly: “There is.”

“Excellent. Reward him.”

Xiao Yun’an straightened up, his eyes lighting up. Thinking of Ye Wuyou’s “kidney deficiency” again, he felt a bit guilty. If I had known, I should have stopped earlier. Ye Mian only had to cry twice for me to soften my heart.

He ordered Gao Su to send tonics to the North. He didn’t dismiss Physician Liu, but instead leaned down and patted the man’s shoulder.

“I’ll trouble Minister Liu to write a list of tonics.”

Physician Liu: “…?” Your Majesty, are you not even going to pretend anymore?

To prevent the doctor from fainting again, Ye Wuyou dragged a “victim” along Yang Shen. During the walk, Ye Wuyou felt a sudden sharp pain in his lower abdomen, causing him to let go of Yang Shen and crouch on the ground.

Ye Wuyou: “It hurts. Let me rest a moment.” Yang Shen: “…” The fragile pregnant General is ‘scamming’ again. To protect the Little Prince, my only life-saving straw, I must follow him.

Who knew if Ye Mian was faking it or if it was real?

The two arrived at the medical tent at a snail’s pace. The dark circles under Yang Shen’s eyes startled the doctor, whose professional instinct made him grab Yang Shen’s wrist.

“Vice-General Yang, you” “I’m still alive. Don’t worry,” Yang Shen pulled his hand back and gave the doctor a knowing look. He turned a sour face to Ye Wuyou. “If the General has something to say, say it. I am busy.” He hadn’t had a full night’s sleep since Ye Wuyou dumped the military affairs on him.

But within fifteen minutes, Yang Shen no longer wanted to leave. He sat on a small stool, eyes darting between the General and the doctor.

“Shared Dream ?” Ye Wuyou sat before the doctor.

“Normally, after an Alpha and Omega ‘unite’ , they will crave each other’s bodies for a month or so because of the pheromones. Since the General fled immediately after stealing the mark, your body is ‘unsatisfied’ , and can only lead you into a dream to meet the Alpha.”

Knowing that the General had been having “trysts” with the Emperor for a month and that the Emperor hadn’t suspected his gender, the doctor felt he no longer needed to live in fear.

The Emperor truly has feelings for our General! And now there’s a Little Prince! Heaven has eyes! Our lives are saved!

“As for ‘unsatisfied’… Doctor, you make me sound like a lecherous thief,” Ye Wuyou said with a dark face, while Yang Shen tried his best to stifle a laugh.

“These are normal reactions for an Omega. Since you are pregnant, the reaction is even stronger. It was a stroke of luck that you could share a dream with the Emperor.” Seeing a normal Omega reaction from Ye Wuyou, the doctor finally felt he could treat him as a proper patient. He patted Ye Wuyou’s shoulder. “The General needn’t be shy; many people would beg for the chance at a shared dream.”

“Really? When you diagnosed me with ‘kidney deficiency’ the other day, you didn’t say that! You both gave me that look!” Ye Wuyou didn’t believe him. He had even been scolded by Yang Shen for being “useless” because of the dreams.

“That’s because we thought you were ‘plucking flowers’ in the camp…” The doctor looked away.

“Let’s be real—what ‘flowers’ are in this camp besides me? The Alphas under me are all built like bulls; they don’t look like anything compared to the Emperor! How could I look at them!” Having finished scolding the doctor, Ye Wuyou turned to Yang Shen, who was “eating melon” (watching the drama). His eyes were full of disdain. “Yang Shen, you too. You’re not as handsome as His Majesty, but if you put some effort in, you could find a beauty to marry. Hurry up and let me drink at your wedding feast.”

Please get married so you stop being a stumbling block between me and the Emperor. I don’t know which bored bastard impeached me, but the rumors even reached Luren’s ears. The Emperor in my dream is jealous and holds a grudge; my waist is already suffering.

Yang Shen looked up expressionlessly, rubbing his dark circles. Why didn’t he find a wife? Did the General truly not know? First, he was too busy. Second, Ye Mian committed a “execution of nine generations” crime every few days. He, Yang Shen, had no “Imperial Grace” to protect him; he couldn’t go ruining a poor girl’s family.

“Will this ‘shared dream’ affect the little guy? They say for the first three months you can’t… you can’t do that…” Ye Wuyou went silent for a moment, then suddenly turned red to the ears. The abrupt change in topic made the doctor and Yang Shen freeze.

Yo. You’re already kidney-deficient, yet you’re still worried about that?

“A shared dream is only a dream; it won’t hurt the Little Prince. But for the sake of your health, be moderate,” the doctor said, looking at Ye Wuyou’s trembling legs with joy. “But if His Majesty cannot do so, don’t force it. As for the kidney deficiency, I know a few tonic recipes.”

Ye Wuyou: “…” So no bottom line, so sycophantic. Is this how you treat me?

“Fine. I have one last question.” Ye Wuyou’s expression turned serious, making the atmosphere in the tent tense. “Is the Emperor in my spring dreams definitely the real Emperor?”

Behind the serious face, Ye Wuyou was screaming in his head: If it’s the real Emperor every time, my head is truly finished!

Seeing Ye Wuyou’s expression, the doctor habitually began to tremble. “General, what do you mean by that?”

How many more ‘crimes’ have happened between you and the Emperor? I’m only thirty-four; I can’t keep taking these heart pills.

Ye Wuyou’s face fell: “Because it was a dream, I was a bit reckless… I often did things more over-the-top than the actual kidnapping. Several times, I made the Emperor turn red with rage .”

Will the Emperor realize that the ‘lecherous thief’ who forced himself on him in the dream is actually his Great General?

CRASH—

The stool under Yang Shen’s buttocks collapsed.