After The Salted Fish Transmigrated Through The Book, He Become Pregnant With The Emperor's Child
CHAPTER~⁰⁴
The wooden hairpin felt smooth and plain, without any embellishment, but it had a pleasant texture. Taehyung placed the hairpin on his body, then laboriously propped himself up with his weak arms, raising himself slightly.
Now he finally saw what the person he had spent the night with looked like. The man was still asleep, with a handsome and noble face and fair skin like a precious jade. He had a faint mustache and very short stubble on his jawline.
Taehyung turned his head and secretly pondered. This man was no longer a naive young master; he possessed the refined elegance that only comes with age.
Coupled with the man's somewhat disheveled topknot and his cold, detached clothing, Taehyung thought this person might be a Taoist priest.
At this realization, he panicked a little. As soon as he transmigrated, he had slept with an ethereal, unworldly Taoist. Regardless of who had seduced whom, Taehyung felt a sense of blasphemy.
Mainly, this man, with his precious and brilliant appearance, looked like big trouble. He hadn't even figured out his own identity after transmigrating, so how could he afford to provoke someone he probably couldn't even afford to upset?
So, Taehyung rested for a long while until the pain in his body subsided slightly before hastily reaching for his clothes on the ground, pulling them into his embrace, and then clumsily putting them on.
Afterward, he glanced back at the Taoist priest who had been "slept with" on the bed, then swiftly turned and fled the scene.
"Young Master, Young Master." Seeing Taehyung walk out of the room, the servant boy who had been waiting in the corner quickly approached him.
Taehyung's injured area was a sensitive spot. Every step he took was like a "mermaid" dancing barefoot on sharp knives. When he saw the servant boy come to help him, he leaned against the boy, his face pale.
At this moment, he didn't care about asking questions, fearing that the man in the room would wake up. So, he quickly urged the servant boy to help him leave the courtyard under the cover of night.
Mu Yu (Tae's servant)
"Young Master."
Mu Yu helped Taehyung into the carriage. Then he stared in horror at the large patches of purple and green marks on Taehyung's neck.
Mu Yu (Tae's servant)
"Your cousin has already left the manor, Young Master..."
The young man, with his red lips and white teeth, nestled weakly in the carriage, slumped against the servant boy. His face showed a pale, fragile vulnerability, and his long, crow-feather-like eyelashes were slightly moist from pain. His clear, grape-like eyes were slightly swollen, looking indescribably pitiful.
Mu Yu looked at his young master's miserable state, his eyes filled with heartache. His young master was usually arrogant and domineering; he had never looked so pitiful. Mu Yu wondered what his young master had gone through.
The pain in Taehyung's body had lessened a bit while he rested, but then he was busy escaping and completely disregarded his bruised body. Although the servant boy supported him, it didn't help much. The pain intensified, reaching a point where it could almost make him faint.
Drowsily opening his eyes, Taehyung used his last bit of strength to say,
Kim Taehyung (Transmigrated)
"Don't go back home..."
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