Becoming Puppet Emperor of a Paranoid Eunuch - Chapter 120

The next day, the servants in the residence followed the command of the young master and informed the Imperial Academy that the young master was taking a leave of absence.

Taking a leave was not as simple as it sounded.

On the surface, Wu Jing appeared just like any other young master, a young lord from a noble family. For others, requesting a leave required a formal letter from their family or an elder in the household, sometimes even an imperial seal or official stamp to be handed to the head of the Imperial Academy. This was to prevent young rakes from conspiring with servants to feign illness and skip school regularly.

Thus, when the residence requested Wu Jing’s leave, it was always accompanied by a jade seal from Ning Qinghong.

The frequent requests had led the head of the academy to suspect that this young lord, sent by the esteemed Ning Qinghong, was just another spoiled aristocratic child avoiding school, hidden from the eyes of his family, and pretending to be ill.

They even sent someone to the residence to offer their condolences.

At that moment, Wu Jing was sulking under his blankets, covering his ears and ignoring everyone.

Ning Qinghong had also stayed home from court today, keeping him company.

When Fu Chen came to report, Wu Jing, hiding in the covers, heard it and blushed instantly. The muffled laughter that reached his ears was faint and low.

Ning Qinghong said, “Just respond that the young master is naturally well-behaved and doesn’t dare to cause trouble. If the head of the academy still has doubts, I will write a letter personally every time a leave is requested.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a soft pillow flew out from the covers and hit Ning Qinghong.

Fu Chen, who was still reciting Ning Qinghong’s words, fell silent abruptly, breaking into a cold sweat at the sight.

Ning Qinghong merely raised a finger to signal him to leave and then picked up the pillow that had fallen to the ground, placing it back on the bed.

Fu Chen, who had been kneeling and preparing to withdraw, saw another object fly out from the covers—a lively cloth tiger—landing right in front of Ning Qinghong.

He quickly left, crawling away in fear.

Ning Qinghong picked up the cloth tiger and placed it on the pillow. “Wu Wu, are you really not hungry? It’s almost noon. If you don’t eat soon, you’ll be hungry and come crying to me again.”

Before he could finish, a muffled sound came from the blankets, and the young voice complained, “Who wants to cry with you?”

The same person had been dragged out of bed in the morning for a bath and had cried twice while getting cleaned and treated with medicine, still groggy and upset.

Ning Qinghong, sitting by the bed, held the recent court documents sent by the cabinet, laughing softly, “The morning court meeting has been postponed to the afternoon. If Wu Wu doesn’t get up now, it will be postponed to the evening.”

Wu Jing, still sleepy, turned over and peered out with a small gap in the blanket, looking confused as if wondering what the court meeting had to do with him.

“I went to court yesterday. The next time I go will be in three days. Besides, you’re already better…”

He looked at Ning Qinghong, his voice dwindling as he remembered the previous night’s forced actions.

Just hearing Ning Qinghong’s gentle tone made him shrink back a bit. The area treated with medicine was moist and sticky, clearly showing the effects of the ointment.

He felt some lingering fear, not just from anger but also from the exposure and helplessness in front of someone.

He dared not approach on his own but instinctively moved closer whenever Ning Qinghong opened his arms, seeking comfort.

Ning Qinghong reached out, and Wu Jing hesitated before turning away, looking unwilling but still obediently moving closer, preparing to kneel and sit in his usual position.

Before he could settle, Ning Qinghong’s fingers lightly touched him, and he asked, “Shall I help you clean up?”

Wu Jing’s face turned red instantly as he saw the evident wetness on Ning Qinghong’s fingers, his ears flushed from his neck to his face. He was embarrassed and angry.

Ning Qinghong, holding him close, reassured him, “It’s because I applied too much ointment this morning that caused this. It has nothing to do with Wu Wu, right?”

Wu Jing, his face burning with shame, reluctantly nodded and clung to Ning Qinghong’s shoulder, his posture familiar and obedient. He lay down and softly requested, “Then, brother, clean it up.”

He buried his face tightly into Ning Qinghong.

Ning Qinghong wiped him with a cloth and said, “Since Wu Wu discussed this with the cabinet officials and the left minister yesterday, we should make sure the result is conveyed.” While talking and changing his pants, he continued, “When you do something, you must see it through to the end, so people don’t look down on you.”

Wu Jing was too flustered to focus, nodding rapidly, breathing quickly, trying to pull up his pants, holding Ning Qinghong’s wrist tightly, and pleading, “Don’t rub.”

He was both aggrieved and frustrated.

Ning Qinghong, noticing the water on his fingers, gently extended them outward. Wu Jing, feeling the warmth, squirmed and his eyes filled with tears, struggling to pull up his pants.

Ning Qinghong softly said, “Alright, I’ll do as Wu Wu says.”

He would listen but still coaxed Wu Jing into following his lead. Even if Wu Jing said not to do something, Ning Qinghong would still go ahead if necessary.

Wu Jing knew this well in his heart.

Suddenly, Ning Qinghong asked, “Are you hungry?”

Wu Jing was momentarily taken aback by the change of topic. He thought carefully and hesitantly shook his head. “I ate last night and slept late, so I’m more tired.”

Ning Qinghong smiled, stroking his back. “Then let’s go to the palace after dark.”

Wu Jing didn’t understand what he meant by this.

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He kissed Wu Jing gently, and the unexpected warmth made him cry out in surprise. His movements became tighter.

Ning Qinghong began to softly kiss his neck and ears.

Wu Jing finally let his tears flow, mixed with a few muffled sobs and quick breaths. His body trembled, and he clung more tightly, his feet uncontrollably spreading apart and twitching.

He cried intensely, his voice breaking and alternating in pitch. “You said… promised… deceived me…”

His body shook uncontrollably.

The more frightened he was, the more tightly he held on, his lips parting as if to follow their previous agreement, but Ning Qinghong’s touch stopped him.

The intensity of his struggle increased suddenly, his cries turning from joy to despair. He tried to push Ning Qinghong’s hand away, pleading, “Brother, let go…”

Ning Qinghong said softly, “Wu Wu said he wasn’t my pet. How can you act like those cats and dogs, leaking everywhere…”

He left the sentence unfinished.

Wu Jing, caught off guard, trembled from the mix of emotions, feeling both overwhelmed and aroused.

When he recovered, the discomfort increased, and he cried and pleaded, still shivering and feeling uncomfortably constrained.

Even as he grew weak and limp, he clung tightly to Ning Qinghong, his face buried in his shoulder, his back stiff from the soothing touch, and he cried, “You promised… brother promised…”

He licked his tongue at Ning Qinghong’s shoulder, completely powerless.

His voice was small, filled with tiny cries and confusion, as he unwittingly drenched Ning Qinghong’s robes.

Listening carefully, Ning Qinghong could hear Wu Jing calling his name, shaking and trembling as he clung tightly, “Brother… Ning Qinghong… stop… let go… need to go to the small room.”

It was the previously agreed-upon term.

Ning Qinghong leaned down to kiss him and said, “I’ll take Wu Wu there.” He carried Wu Jing, flipped him over, and gently coaxed him out.

Wu Jing came out slowly, nearly collapsing in embarrassment, trying to hold back his tears but unable to control his movements.

The word meant nothing.

The feeling of complete helplessness persisted.