Transmigrated Empresses (Male and Female)

Chapter 28

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong?" Zi Mo asked, seeing that there was no hope of pulling me away, and then tried to coax me.

I buried my baby's head and mumbled, "You love Ziji the most. The fact that you can think of her proves that you consider her your own sister, which means you love her more than you love me." I covered my face and sulked.

Zi Mo laughed loudly, hugged me, and said, "Xiao Yi is jealous!"

"Nonsense! Of course I'm jealous." I looked up abruptly and bumped into his smug, grinning face.

He covered his head and looked at me: "Alright, don't be angry. Fourth Brother said he loves you the most, and he will never go back on his word."

"Really?" I blinked my cute eyes, waiting for his assurance.

He gently kissed my forehead and said, "Really, go to sleep." I sighed and pulled my head out of his arms. "Then sing me a song."

"What are you singing?" Zi Mo asked, playing with my beautiful hair, his eyes practically drooling over me.

"Two tigers."

"Never heard of it."

"I'll teach you."

"Okay." I looked at him, it's good that he's willing to sing, but it doesn't necessarily mean he has to: "Never mind, go to sleep."

"No, you teach me, and I'll sing it for you." Zi Mo pushed me away, preventing me from sleeping.

"I'm not singing anymore."

"Sing."

"I won't sing."

"Are you going to sing or not?" He tickled me, so mean. "Sing, I'll sing now." I hugged my blanket and hid in a corner, afraid he might do something inappropriate. "Two tigers, two tigers, running fast..." In the end, I fell asleep to the sound of the two tigers running away.

The next day at noon, I woke up and swore that I would never teach you to sing with that hoarse voice again.

The transgender woman was detained in Laurie for two months before being released because the young emperor forgot to get his wife pregnant, so he had to keep the transgender woman to suffer.

It wasn't until yesterday that news broke that Consort Sun was pregnant, and today the Emperor granted a general amnesty to pray for the well-being of the imperial heirs.

I led Wuju to meet him. "Sigh! It's all the Emperor's fault for making you suffer, but forgive him for his hard work in sowing the seeds."

When the transvestite emerged, he had straw in his mouth, disheveled hair, eccentric clothing, unhealed wounds on his body, and a pungent odor. His eyes were unfocused; he was nothing like the most handsome young man in the capital.

Out of consideration for our brotherhood, I didn't look down on him and went up to give him a warm hug: "Yao Yao, you've worked hard. Congratulations on your completion of your seclusion today." The transvestite trembled slightly, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come? Brother, I got up at dawn to wait for you, (worried that someone else would beat me to it). Aren't you moved? During the days you were inside, I couldn't eat or sleep, I lost weight thinking about you so much. Only today did I realize that I can't live without you! For over sixty days and nights, I waited and waited, and finally you came out. To celebrate your release, I specially wrote a poem for you. Although it's not as good as Chouqian's, it's enough to express my heartfelt feelings. Listen carefully:"

Ah! Transgender people, how precious freedom is.

Ah! Ladyboys, how I miss you!

Ah! Transgender, you must accept my hopeless love for you.

Ah! Ladyboy, so my blank tickets can only be redeemed when you come back.

"Ah! A ladyboy. Ah! A ladyboy. How about it!" I shook the ladyboy, my eyes shining with a bright smile.

The transvestite's face darkened. "Get lost, get the hell away from me."

I am a magnanimous person and will not stoop to the level of a criminal. I beckoned Wu Jue to come and said decisively, "Tie him up and let's go!"

"Yes." Without flinching, he effortlessly hoisted the transvestite onto his back and strode forward, heading towards my heavily indebted underground money exchange. If I didn't pay back the money soon, I'd be hunted down. This incident taught me never to frame a money exchange again.

The transvestite on Wuju's shoulder shouted, "Put me down, young master!"

“No, Ziyi didn’t say anything,” Wuju answered honestly.

"Do you know who I am?" the transvestite threatened. But unfortunately, his weak body prevented him from putting up a full-blown fight.

"That's not important." She was fearless and cool, not bothered by transvestites.

Look how adorable my Wuju is, haha! Haha! I hope you'll survive the next time you see a ladyboy. I'm praying for you, buddy...

Seeing that he couldn't open a gap, the transvestite glared at me with a grim expression. I smiled at him. "Yao Yao, why don't you know how to enjoy yourself? This way is so much easier."

"I don't need it! Shen Ziyi, you just wait! We'll settle all our old and new scores together!" The transvestite swung his fist, his bones creaking. I kept a safe distance of two meters from him, terrified. My fragile heart was frightened again. I'll go back and complain to my fourth brother; it'd be best to hide for a couple of days before coming out again.

[Main Text: Chapter Twenty-Five]

In the eleventh year of Emperor Renguang's reign, my brothers suggested that I enter the court as an official. Sigh! This incident tells us that people shouldn't be too outstanding. I had only shown a little talent when the central government took notice of me, which is enough to show that gold will always shine. With the idea of earning extra money, I became a civil servant that year and was appointed as the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

Normally, my official Weibo account shouldn't be involved in public affairs, but for some reason, no one criticizes me for being online. I'm enjoying national-level treatment and my status has soared.

On the day of the court session, I happened to see Qianqing sitting on top while I stood below. I was in a terrible mood. Even though he came to explain to me afterward, I ignored him. I have a temper too.

The official in the court gave me a formal look and said with a kind expression, "Ziyi, serve the country loyally."

After he returned, he added a few servants to my courtyard. He would occasionally come to visit my mother, acting like a kind father and a loving husband—he was so shameless. But my mother didn't like him seeing her. As soon as he left, she would take a dislike to me and give me the cold shoulder. She wouldn't cook for me, so I was like a stray cat begging for food at Lu Susu's place.

I am a good official, the kind of good official who serves the country and the people. I do not embezzle (because no one gives me any incentives), I do not accept bribes (I don't think I have the chance anyway), and I am not interested in women (I am content with myself). Therefore, in conclusion, I am a good official, a very good official, and a top ten youth.

Since I'm a government official and a good one at that, I should do something for that guy above me.

I approached the Minister of Rites with the idea of publishing a fashion magazine to cultivate the people's sentiments and add some fun to their boring lives. However, when Minister Wang Xiuyi heard my idea, he scolded me and wanted to throw me into the Ministry of Justice's prison.

Terrified, I went to Chouqian to complain. Chouqian asked in a nonchalant tone, "Why do you want to publish a magazine? Isn't the Ministry of Rites' own publication, 'The General Strategies for Governing the Country,' enough?"