The Empress’s Gigolo

Ren Baqian sauntered to Pingle Park, flipped through the pages of the three erotic books, got an erection, and felt ashamed.

These books were worthy of being in the royal collection. The pictures were lifelike, and the painter was as good as those famous artists.

Take Van Gogh for example.

The pictures in these three books were more realistic than his paintings.

However, the main reason for Ren Baqian’s erection was because he had been practicing [Yang Boosting Technique] ever since he was chosen as the future husband of the empress.

Anyone who practiced would know.

He didn’t dare to sleep on his stomach anymore because there would be holes in the bed board in the morning.

Putting the erotic book, Double Cultivation Method , on the table, he thought of another matter.

The low fertility rate of the aboriginals was due to their penchant for violence. Also, their difficulty in childbearing was due to their strength being too strong.

These two points were well understood.

For example, insects are born in the thousands, reptiles and amphibians give birth to a few dozen, but cats and dogs reproduce in the single-digits per litter.

The more advanced the living thing is, the lower the fertility rate.

The aboriginals belonged to the human race, but were much stronger than ordinary people. As a result, their fertility rate was lower.

In addition to these two reasons, there was one more important reason: their sexual activities were less frequent.

Humans were sexually active during all four seasons. The aboriginals were the same, but they did so less often.

Even in this era, everyone went home at night to sleep and produce children.

However, the aboriginals went home at night to sleep and beat their children…

Although the lifespan of the aboriginals was higher than other nations, their fertility rate was pitiful.

Ren Baqian couldn’t do anything about the first two reasons, but for the third one, he might be able to find a way.

However, it couldn’t be made known to others that he was the person behind it.

The history a hundred years later wouldn’t only say, “Ren Baqian: the husband of the third ruler of Dayao, the prince of Dayao, the founder of Black Bamboo Academy, a leading thinker, a famous physicist and chemist, the father of modern science, and the technocrat responsible for the modernization of Dayao.”

It would also include his achievement as the inventor and advocate of erotic picture books and adult films. He would be called an advanced educator for promoting erotic books and adult films.

How was he going to face others?

Of course, this wasn’t the most important point.

The most important thing was what the empress would think if she knew…

Ren Baqian felt that he should be a person who was dedicated to others and not to himself. He would devote himself to enrich the lives of the citizens and be a good person who did good deeds anonymously.

After deciding to be a good person, Ren Baqian placed the three books at his bedside and headed for the palace.

On the way, he saw a few female officers supervising some maids to clean up one more time before the impending grand wedding.

After entering her room, he saw the empress sitting on the couch with a computer before her, cake in her left hand, wine in her right hand, and Xin Zhe standing nearby.

“Your Majesty, about 4,000 people from the Yun Nation have arrived,” Xin Zhe announced.

“Let the Ministry of Rites handle this.” The empress waved her hands.

Ren Baqian knew what was happening and guessed that Xin Zhe had been entrusted by senior official Shi Qing to convey the message.

He immediately laughed and said, “Your Majesty, you still do not want to see the previous emperor of the Yun Nation?”

Xin Zhe turned and gave Ren Baqian a grateful look.

By right, the ruler of a country that expanded their territory should be interested in the ruler of the nation that was defeated.

In their position, it should be a pleasure to see someone of equal status pledging allegiance and placing his fate in her hands.

However, the empress had been back for more than a month, she wasn’t interested in seeing the emperor of the Yun Nation, and she didn’t care whenever this was mentioned.

Those from the Yun Nation who came bearing gifts were already here and that emperor was still in prison. It wasn’t only the emperor, but the empress, concubines, and several others.

“What’s there to see? I’m not interested in seeing a kid emperor.”

Ren Baqian almost laughed. Where did the empress hear this from?

However, she was correct in calling him a kid emperor.

At 23 years old, he wasn’t that young anymore, but he had been placed on the throne at the age of 11. Ever since then, almost all the power was in the hands of Zheng Chengmian.

He was an emperor only in name.

If the Yun Nation wasn’t completely conquered, this emperor might wake up in ten or 20 years or be in a drunken state all his life, but at least there was some hope.

However, Yun Nation didn’t exist anymore.

“You go and take a look. If he’s law-abiding, give him a house in the city to stay in for the rest of his life. If he complains, cut off his head and hang it from the top of the city wall,” the empress said.

“Don’t you think my position is inappropriate?” Ren Baqian laughed bitterly.

Anyway, that guy was an emperor. How could Ren Baqian determine that guy’s fate? Furthermore, thousands of people from the Yun Nation had come here bearing gifts. How could she simply hang their former emperor from the top of the city wall?

“Just do as you are told. Why bother with appropriateness? You are my Dayao… prince consort.” The empress paused before saying the last two words.

She continued, “I’m not interested in wasting my time on a kid emperor.”

Ren Baqian felt that the biggest reason for her behavior was her fascination with this television show that depicted romance, magic, and science fiction.

“How many episodes have you watched?” Ren Baqian couldn’t help asking.

“I’m on Episode 382! I thought that you didn’t like to watch?”

The empress casually replied and left Ren Baqian tongue-tied. If she didn’t remember wrongly, she was only halfway through the series.

Ren Baqian sighed before cupping his hands and saying, “Your Majesty, in that case, I’ll take my leave first.”

“Hang on!” The empress suddenly recalled something and looked up.

“Your Majesty?”

“I heard that his empress looks rather refined. Don’t let me catch you looking at her!” The empress frowned.

“No matter how beautiful she is, she can’t beat Your Majesty!” Ren Baqian answered as he took his leave. Still, he was rather curious about what she looked like since it was rare for the empress to bring up such a topic.

“Where are they being imprisoned?” Ren Baqian asked Xin Zhe after leaving the palace.

“The prison in the Ministry of War.” Xin Zhe was wearing a pair of red glasses and metal armor, and she exuded that distinctive style of hers.

However, one of the lenses was cracked so badly that these cracks covered half the lens. It was a miracle that it hadn’t been shattered into pieces.

Upon noticing Ren Baqian’s gaze, Xin Zhen spoke calmly, “I accidentally damaged it during practice.”

“I remember getting you ten pairs?”

“They are all broken. This is the most intact pair.”

“Noted. I’ll get you a few more.”

“Many thanks, Sir Ren.” Xin Zhe’s ice cold face finally showed some expression. She seemed kind of happy now.

She then brought the rest of them to the Ministry of War.

“Why is Principal Ren here today?” Qin Chuan, who was Tong Zhenye’s arch-enemy and also extremely shameless, was rather curious.

After all, it was more common for Ren Baqian to head to the Ministry of Works.

“The Yun Nation’s empress, cough, cough, I mean the Yun Nation’s emperor. Where can I see him?” Ren Baqian nearly choked to death.

Qin Chuan was taken aback.

After sizing up Ren Baqian for a while, Qin Chuan asked, “Are you looking for the emperor or empress?”

“The emperor. Her Majesty doesn’t want to meet him. That’s why she ordered me to find out about his situation,” Ren Baqian hurriedly replied.

“The ancient people say that the first sentence spoken is generally the truth!” Qin Chuan laughed extremely loudly. It was as if he had met someone of the same caliber as himself.

Ren Baqian was speechless.

You must be one of them, right?