Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

Chu Zhuo's life as a personal bodyguard was too easy.

Every morning, he would report to His Majesty, have breakfast with him, and then stand behind him like a wooden stake... More often than not, His Majesty would have someone bring him a special chair so he could sit down.

They euphemistically say that being well-rested ensures sufficient energy to cope with unexpected situations.

Even the wooden stakes only get restless from sitting for too long and have to stand up and move around.

The guards in the trees, in the corners of the walls, on the rooftops, and on the beams all shook their heads upon hearing this.

His Majesty is too good at deceiving people.

As lunchtime approached, Yan Jiheng asked, "Today the kitchen has prepared lotus leaf chicken, peony fish fillets, brocade meat rolls, and jade butterfly dumplings. Does Azhuo have anything else she'd like to eat?"

Chu Zhuo: "Do you have Poria cocos cake?"

Yan Jiheng said helplessly, "That's not a main dish. If Azhuo likes it, please instruct the imperial chef to make a separate dish."

Fu Pei silently made a note of it.

At first he was shocked, but now he's used to it.

His Majesty has truly fallen from grace. In the five years since his ascension to the throne, he has repeatedly suppressed the ministers' petitions to expand the harem. I thought that given His Majesty's cold-hearted nature, he would die alone.

Unexpectedly, he then took a liking to General Chi.

However... although General Xiao Chi is a man, his bright and refined features are pleasing to the eye, a kind of exquisite beauty that both men and women would find captivating.

Not to mention His Majesty taking a liking to General Chi, even Fu Pei, who is quite old, can't help but admire the exceptionally talented young man.

In the afternoon, the secret guards who went to investigate Deputy General Zhu returned with a report.

He was sent out that day and was unaware of the details of General Chi's interactions with His Majesty in recent days. When he noticed that there was still one person in the hall, he glanced at His Majesty and waited for His Majesty to tell that person to leave.

Yan Jiheng said, "It's nothing, just say it."

Bodyguard: "?"

Has it only been a few days? Is General Chi so favored by the Emperor?

The powerful families of this generation didn't have time to muddy the waters or cause much trouble. The secret guards successfully uncovered a lot of information and reported all the information they found along the way to the emperor.

It turns out that behind the boy's casual remark about "wanting to kill me" half a month ago, there was something much more complicated.

He was pushed off a cliff, and if he hadn't been saved by a divine bird, his body would never have been found.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiheng's eyes blazed with fury. He gripped the armrests of the dragon throne tightly, his knuckles cracking, and his voice was icy: "This man, I will have him torn to pieces."

Chu Zhuo wasn't too upset, or rather, Yan Jiheng's words suited him perfectly.

Upon receiving Chu Zhuo's attitude, Yan Jiheng turned his head and said gently, "A-Zhuo, come with me to the jail, and I'll deal with him myself, okay?"

Chu Zhuo nodded naturally: "I am His Majesty's personal guard, so of course I will go wherever His Majesty goes."

The prison was damp and stuffy, so they went to the innermost cell.

Whipping, branding, iron spikes piercing the bone...

Deputy General Zhu, his body bearing the marks of torture, weakly sneered, "Who do we have here? The evidence hasn't even been cleared yet, and Your Majesty is already resorting to torture. Aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the civil and military officials?"

Chu Zhuo truly hadn't expected that Vice President Zhu would end up in such a miserable state.

These past few days, his interactions with Yan Jiheng had been completely ordinary; he had no idea that the other party had secretly tortured Deputy General Zhu, keeping it a complete secret.

Yan Jiheng noticed Chu Zhuo glancing over, but offered no explanation.

Because that's the truth.

He will not let any of those who intend to harm Chuzhuo off lightly.

"His Majesty has investigated the evidence. I've come to send you on your final journey." Chu Zhuo casually picked up an instrument of torture, looked down at him with unwavering determination in her eyes, "The people of the two cities are so innocent. Remember to continue atoning for your sins in the afterlife."

Chu Zhuo severed his tendons one by one with steady movements, and the sound of his painful roars echoed in the cell.

Lieutenant General Zhu's temples throbbed with pain, his ears were ringing, and the veins on the side of his neck were bulging...

Later, he curled up into a ball, his eyes empty and desperate, numbly begging for mercy, even the slightest touch causing him unbearable pain.

After a long while, Deputy General Zhu died completely.

The long, agonizing two-hour ordeal finally came to an end.

Yan Jiheng wiped the bloodstains splattered on Chu Zhuo's face with a damp cloth, then wiped away the bloodstains from his five fingers one by one, and slowly ordered: "Cut off his head and hang it at the city gate as a warning to others, scrape off his flesh to feed the dogs, and grind his bones into ash and scatter them in the clean room."

This person has committed a sin against Heaven! His Majesty has not used such cruel torture in the five years since he ascended the throne... Usually, it's a clean and swift execution, with the knife going in white and coming out red.

The jailer, trembling with fear, dragged Vice General Zhu away with a roll of straw mat.

Outside the prison, darkness fell, and the stars twinkled in the night sky. Chu Zhuo smiled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, I wish to take a rest."

Yan Jiheng glanced at him and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Springtime in March is perfect for a spring outing, let's go on a picnic."

"Okay." Yan Jiheng smiled silently.

The "boiling frog in lukewarm water" process is halfway complete, and the boy is already familiar with his presence.

*

The following day, Yan Jiheng wrote down and proclaimed Zhu's crimes to the world.

The two cities of Bingzhou and Xuanzhou were lost by the late emperor. Now that they have been recovered with great difficulty, they are being given to the Xiongnu for personal gain.

The people were filled with righteous indignation. They threw rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and swill accumulated from the previous day at the hideous head, but they were still not satisfied.

"Damn Xiongnu! How dare you kill so many innocent people of my Great Yan Dynasty!"

"Between the Great Yan and the Xiongnu, it's either death or submission. I really hope that our General Chi can subdue those barbarian northerners who eat raw meat and drink blood."

The title "General Xiao Chi" sparked a wider discussion.

After settling everything, Yan Jiheng took Chuzhuo on a spring outing to the countryside.

This trip went unnoticed, both inside and outside the palace. Chu Zhuo wore a light green brocade robe, while Yan Jiheng wore a dark blue robe.

The two are both good-looking and look very pleasing to the eye when they stand together.

In spring, even the roadside grass is lush and green.

Yan Jiheng led Chu Zhuo into the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The view was expansive, everything was in place, and food and drink were readily available.

There were young men and women around who were also there for a spring outing.

"Yan Jiheng, you're so thoughtful!" Chu Zhuo circled the stone table.

Upon suddenly hearing him address His Majesty by his given name, the hidden guards nearby drew their swords halfway, but then, remembering General Chi's importance to His Majesty, they immediately withdrew them and remained still.

Yan Jiheng's heart softened instantly: "If I'm not considerate, how can I keep General Chi by my side?"

"Your Majesty is skilled at governing your people; you are a truly wise and benevolent ruler," Chu Zhuo praised generously.

When the emperor called out to him again, Yan Jiheng frowned slightly but showed no sign of anything amiss.

They were still missing an opportunity; Yan Jiheng did not forcibly change the boy's mindset.

On the stone table are laid out green rice dumplings, jujube paste shortbread, glutinous rice balls, candied hawthorn skewers, pear blossom wine, plum wine, and other treats. There are also games like Go, Luban locks, kites, pitch-pot, and Cuju (ancient Chinese football).

Chu Zhuo consulted Yan Jiheng: "There are so many fun things to do, Your Majesty. May I invite those people outside to join us later?"

Yan Jiheng nodded slightly: "It was prepared especially for you."

Chu Zhuo opened her arms and gave the other person a very light hug: "Your Majesty, you are so kind. I will follow you forever."

Before he could fully appreciate it, his arms suddenly felt empty. Yan Jiheng pursed his lips, then shook his head and chuckled. Typical youthful spirit.

Chu Zhu ate a piece of green rice dumpling, took a sip of plum wine, and struggled with a modified Luban lock in his hand. Suddenly, a strange feeling flashed through his mind.

He touched his shoulder, glancing back slightly out of the corner of his eye. Yan Jiheng caught his expression and looked at him with a hint of doubt.

Chu Zhuo returned a smiley face. Having shrunk to a size where 001 was invisible to everyone, he silently thought: "[001, scan Yan Jiheng.]"

001 thought to himself, "What's so special about a feudal emperor that the host would personally ask him to speak?" He then obediently started scanning.

A moment later, 001 was stunned: [Host, Yan Jiheng is the villain!]