When the Puppet Emperor Becomes a Heartthrob - Chapter 5

The Immortal Man Enters Dreams skill could not be controlled. The first person Xi Huai automatically connected to was Wen Yulin.

Although he felt Wen Yulin was only slightly suspicious, he could not help but enter the dream to peek at her secrets. However, the moment he entered, he saw a man with an elegant face sitting in the bedchamber.

The man was no longer young, but he still possessed a certain charm. His features were delicate, his skin was fair, and he was as beautiful as a court lady in a mural. For some unknown reason, he radiated a graceful, feminine aura.

More thought-provoking was the fact that he had no hair.

He was bald!

He was sitting in front of a bronze mirror, silently shedding tears, clenching his fists, and grinding his teeth while reciting Xi Huai’s name.

“Xi Huai!”

Hello? Who are you?

Xi Huai’s sudden appearance caused the stranger to tremble. He glared at him in fury and smashed the bronze mirror. “Xi Huai! You have the audacity to appear in my dream?”

So you know this is a dream?

A court lady walked over with a bowl of herbal medicine and said, “Empress Dowager, the imperial physician says that if you drink this medicine, your hair will return.”

Empress Dowager?

Is the Empress Dowager obsessing day and night over how to become a man?

Xi Huai looked at the graceful man in disbelief.

The man took the medicine with a hateful expression and downed it resolutely. The next moment, his hair began to grow rapidly, like a beanstalk in a fairy tale.

He gazed at the shattered bronze mirror in satisfaction, stroked his hair, and only after a long while did he pick up a powder puff and begin to apply makeup.

In an instant, that face, which originally held masculine features, was actually transformed into one with distinctly feminine features.

The scene shifted abruptly. Wen Yulin, dressed in dragon robes, sat on the throne and said smugly to a shackled Xi Huai, “Xi Huai, do not blame me. It is time for you to abdicate.”

Xi Huai: “…”

Xi Huai did not know what to say for a moment. So, what Wen Yulin was obsessed with was not her hair, but the throne. That was quite reasonable.

He bowed his head and agreed, “I do not blame you. This world is yours.”

Wen Yulin was stunned and looked at him strangely. “You truly think so?”

“Why not? The throne has always belonged to those who are capable.”

Xi Huai spoke with such righteous conviction that Wen Yulin was left dumbfounded. In truth, Xi Huai could not bear to watch any more of Wen Yulin’s dreams. After speaking, he hurried out of the Empress Dowager’s dream and connected to the dream of Qin Mingjing.

He saw a cool and elegant young man under a massive peach tree, looking helplessly at a child in the tree who was throwing peaches at him.

Wait, how did he become the child throwing peaches?

He could not control himself, but Qin Mingjing ignored him, drew his sword, and said seriously, “Your Majesty, please watch my swordsmanship.”

The young Qin Mingjing was already able to lift a sword and dance with it. His frame was thin, and despite his delicate appearance, his back was as straight as a board.

The swordplay was fluid and natural. Compared to other children his age, Qin Mingjing stood out. Xi Huai watched with great interest, wishing he had some popcorn.

However, the self inside the dream was terrified. He uncontrollably shed tears, crying and throwing peaches at Qin Mingjing, telling him to get lost.

Yet, Qin Mingjing remained indifferent, bowing humbly with the demeanor of a loyal and virtuous minister.

So, Qin Mingjing’s deep-seated obsession was actually to be the little emperor’s dog, no, wait, a loyal and virtuous minister?

Was that the secret hidden in Qin Mingjing’s heart?

Xi Huai could not bear to watch any longer. He disconnected the channel again and this time arrived in Li Wan’s dream.

In Li Wan’s bedchamber, the court maids on duty that night were gossiping outside the door. “I heard that the Imperial Concubine never lets anyone near her when she bathes. I wonder if she has a secret.”

“Quiet! We are servants; we cannot discuss the Imperial Concubine casually.”

The maid continued, unbothered, “Sister, do not worry. She cannot hear us.”

The maid whispered even more boldly, “I heard that before entering the palace, she had pledged her life to another. It was the Emperor who forcibly took her back to the palace. She is submissive on the surface, but her heart belongs to another. Because she is lovesick, she can only meet him secretly while bathing.”

Xi Huai, who was already inside the room, understood the implication and walked toward the bedroom.

He did not expect to actually see a young man standing in a wooden tub, bathing.

“Who is it?!”

Hearing the commotion, the youth immediately turned around and saw Xi Huai standing at the door.

Only then did Xi Huai see the youth’s appearance clearly. He was handsome, but more importantly, he had clear mermaid lines on his waist and abdomen, along with a six-pack!

His finger was scraped and bleeding. The crimson blood flowed down, not looking terrifying, but rather somewhat seductive.

Xi Huai looked at his own figure, a skinny dog, and felt intense jealousy!

Then, remembering the maids’ words, he wondered if the youth was Li Wan’s secret lover. No, wait. Was Li Wan not the heroine? Why was she involved with another man?

Xi Huai touched his head, feeling as though he were wearing a nonexistent green hat; he felt green all over.

“It is you! You dog of an Emperor!” The youth who was cuckolding him immediately drew his sword and lunged.

The hot-headed brother was too terrifying. Xi Huai was scared out of his wits and hurriedly disconnected from the dream. Next!

To his surprise, Xi Huai fell from the sky this time and landed in a hot spring.

Choking on water, he surfaced in the chaos, and a deep, mellow voice rang out, “Your Majesty?”

Looking up, Xi Huai was stunned again. The young man’s body was fully visible under the light, wet clothes he wore in the hot spring.

His beautiful muscle lines extended like a mountain ridge toward his collarbones. Crystal-clear water droplets slid across his chest muscles, swirled, and fell into the depths.

He did not seem to notice, but simply raised his peach-blossom eyes and looked at him with a lecherous, flirtatious smile, not caring in the slightest that he was bathing.

Xi Huai trembled all over. Why do you all like bathing in dreams? Are your salaries being docked, or are you just not allowed to bathe in real life?

The person before him was the other villain who held power over the imperial court alongside Wen Yulin: the Regent, Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan had been the late Emperor’s sworn brother, and his support had helped the late Emperor ascend the throne, earning him great favor. In reality, while Xiao Yuan appeared loyal to the late Emperor, no one knew his true ambition.

He harbored designs to pull the Emperor from his seat and sit on that most honorable throne himself.

Xi Huai, having transmigrated into the book, knew exactly what Xiao Yuan was thinking. He was terrified, wondering if Xiao Yuan was the assassin who wanted him dead.

The handsome youth walked out of the hot spring in a measured pace, picked up a lock of his hair, and muttered to himself, “This is a dream.”

Xi Huai was surprised. “You know that?”

The youth did not answer but pinched his waist. “Since it is a dream, then I can do whatever I want to Your Majesty, right?”

Xi Huai: “?”

Before Xi Huai could react, the youth pulled him into his arms, shackling him, and buried his face in his neck, inhaling deeply.

He could even clearly feel the other’s body temperature; the heat was so intense it felt as if it would scald him.

Xi Huai froze. What was he doing? Was he trying to strangle him?

Xi Huai gritted his teeth. What a vicious villain! Was the assassin really sent by him?

Xi Huai pushed him away and glared at him fiercely. “Who gave you permission to come near me? Even if you are the Regent, there is a distinction between ruler and subject. Release me at once!”

“Furthermore.”

The youth only looked at him infatuatedly, a pathological flush appearing on his fair skin. “Curse me more, trample me under your feet, and wantonly stomp on my dignity.”

As he spoke, the youth, who appeared normal on the surface, actually knelt down and crawled humbly at his feet, taking advantage of his distraction to hold his feet and obsessively press his face against his ankles.

Xi Huai: “…”

Xi Huai was terrified. He instinctively kicked the youth away. The result was that the youth seemed to have triggered a switch, licking his toes like a small puppy.

Pervert!

Why is this book filled with perverts?

Xi Huai was so scared he had to disconnect the Immortal Man Enters Dreams skill.

The next day, he attended the morning court with visible dark circles under his eyes, looking as if he had not slept.

His mind was distracted during court, so he opened the chat group with his consciousness.

The group was in the middle of a heated discussion; in the blink of an eye, there were already ninety-nine messages.

[The Civil Service Exam Novel Male Lead has joined the Transmigrator Chat Group.]

So a newcomer had arrived; no wonder they were chatting so enthusiastically.

Seeing him come online, they asked him how things were going.

Xi Huai was exhausted and drowsy, and his thoughts were scattered. He replied, “The situation is not good. The palace is full of experts, and I may not be able to survive until the end.”

The Imperial Harem Novel Supporting Female Lead was disappointed in him and criticized him fiercely, “Stop embarrassing our palace group. It is no big deal.”

Xianxia Novel Supporting Male Lead: “Do not act like you are dying. How was the Immortal Man Enters Dreams skill I gave you? Did you find the true culprit?”

Upon hearing this, Xi Huai became even more dejected. “No, but I discovered that I have been cuckolded by a handsome stranger.”

The Imperial Harem Novel Supporting Female Lead was speechless and replied dryly, “Do not be sad. You already knew the original plot; being cuckolded is just a minor matter.”

Xi Huai was not sad; he was just frightened by the perverted Regent. He explained the dream, appearing even more pathetic.

The Civil Service Exam Novel Male Lead, though a newcomer, quickly integrated into the group. “Brother, do not be sad. I will gift you a ‘Borrowing Light from a Hole in the Wall’ red envelope.”

Xi Huai: “What is the use of that?”

Civil Service Exam Novel Male Lead: “This skill can help you pass the civil service exam.”

Xi Huai: “I am already a civil servant. Do I still need to take an exam?”

House-fighting Novel Supporting Male Lead hurriedly said, “Uncle thinks that Uncle needs it more.”

The other group members awkwardly told Xi Huai that they could help if he had needs. Meanwhile, in reality, the Empress Dowager’s faction and the Regent’s faction were fighting, and the ministers were struggling to survive in the cracks.

“We ask Your Majesty to make a decision.” Since the Empress Dowager’s faction and the Regent’s faction could not win their arguments, they both furiously shifted the battlefield to the dozing Xi Huai.

Xi Huai’s mind was a bit muddled, and he had no idea what they were arguing about. He glanced wearily at the official. “Is tomorrow a rest day?”

The official blinked blankly, not knowing what Xi Huai was asking. “The day after tomorrow is.”

Then today is Thursday.

Xi Huai’s previously wilted mind suddenly became much more spirited.

They could help if he had needs?

Of course, he had needs.

Xi Huai wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth and, feeling sorrowful, typed in the chat group:

“I have not had a Crazy Thursday in a long time. Could you send fifty to my WeChat quickly?”

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