230: Actually, I'm a eunuch.

Yang Lingchen's injuries were very severe; he had multiple fractures all over his body, and his appearance was simply too gruesome to look at.

If Su Jinrou hadn't carried him back, given his severely injured state, it probably would have taken him half a day to return.

Su Jinrou brought Yang Lingchen to an elegantly decorated room that was both exquisite and cozy.

She gently placed Yang Lingchen on a luxurious large bed; the mattress was soft and comfortable, and the bedding was embroidered with exquisite patterns.

Lying on the bed, Yang Lingchen caught a faint, delicate fragrance and knew in his heart that this must be a woman's room. That serene scent brought him a sliver of peace amidst his pain.

"This is Profound Spirit Milk; it will help with your injuries. Rest and recover well here!"

Su Jinrou spoke, her voice crisp and pleasant, yet her tone carried an unquestionable authority.

"Thank you, Princess, Your Highness. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Yang Lingchen spoke with difficulty. Every word seemed to exhaust all his strength, and his expression twisted slightly from the pain.

"Alright, rest well. You can call for me if you need anything."

After saying that, Su Jinrou turned and walked out. Her skirt swayed gently with her steps, leaving behind a beautiful and resolute silhouette.

After Su Jinrou left, Yang Lingchen took out several healing pills from the haotian jade space and swallowed them.

These healing pills were all ones he had meticulously refined and collected; they were of superior quality with excellent medicinal effects.

As for the Profound Spirit Milk Su Jinrou gave him, Yang Lingchen stored it away directly. This stuff was very precious, and for now, he was a bit reluctant to use it.

Over the next few days, Yang Lingchen remained in Su Jinrou's room to heal.

Su Jinrou didn't appear again, but someone would come every day to bring Yang Lingchen meals. These meals were very exquisite, with a well-balanced mix of meat and vegetables, and were rich in nutrition.

Yang Lingchen chose not to enter the haotian jade space. After all, this wasn't his own room; if he were discovered, the risk would be far too great. He didn't want to bring himself more trouble due to a momentary lapse.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

During these ten days, Yang Lingchen spent most of his time lying in bed, quietly nursing his body.

Occasionally, he would get up and walk a few steps slowly around the room to stretch his limbs.

After ten days of healing, Yang Lingchen's injuries had finally fully recovered. Feeling the strength return to his body, his heart was filled with joy.

Since he had recovered, Yang Lingchen naturally wouldn't continue staying in this room. He planned to return to his own courtyard, as staying here was quite inconvenient.

This was a woman's room, and a princess's at that; he didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

Just as Yang Lingchen stepped out of the elegant and luxurious room, he bumped into Su Jinrou coming his way.

"Where are you going?"

Su Jinrou asked coldly, a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in her eyes.

"Princess, Your Highness, my injuries have healed, so I'm preparing to return to my own courtyard," Yang Lingchen said. His tone was very respectful, but he didn't dare look Su Jinrou in the eye.

"Is it that my bed is uncomfortable to sleep on?" Su Jinrou looked directly at Yang Lingchen, her gaze carrying a hint of questioning.

"This... is this really Your Highness's room?" Although Yang Lingchen knew it was a woman's room, he truly hadn't expected it to be Su Jinrou's.

At this moment, his heart was filled with surprise and embarrassment.

"My god! I actually slept on this shrew's bed for ten days." Yang Lingchen felt incredibly depressed deep down, but he didn't dare show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face.

"Since you've recovered, go back and pack up. You'll accompany me into the palace tonight," Su Jinrou said coldly, then turned and left, leaving Yang Lingchen dazed on the spot.

"Yes, Princess, Your Highness."

His courtyard although wasn't as luxurious as the princess's room, it had a simple and comfortable feel to it.

At dusk, Yang Lingchen tidied himself up a bit and changed into clean, neat clothes.

He combed his hair neatly, looking much more spirited, and then followed Su Jinrou onto the beast carriage headed for the imperial palace.

The beast carriage was spacious and magnificent, its interior decorated with exquisite silks and jewels. Inside the carriage, Yang Lingchen tried his best to keep his distance from Su Jinrou.

"Why are you sitting so far away? Come closer." Su Jinrou glanced coldly at Yang Lingchen, her tone carrying a hint of annoyance.

"Yes!" Yang Lingchen sat closer helplessly.

"Kid, as long as you follow me well, I won't treat you poorly." Su Jinrou giggled, her smile seemingly carrying some deeper meaning.

"Yes." The expression on Yang Lingchen's face was extremely ugly, like a frost-bitten eggplant. He thought to himself, "Damn, who cares."

The beast carriage passed through a bustling street and finally arrived outside the imperial palace of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty.

Although the imperial palace of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty had a long history, its exterior still looked majestic.

The tall palace gates stood towering and majestic, and the red walls appeared even more solemn under the glow of the setting sun.

Palaces rose high, their shimmering golden glazed tiles reflecting a dazzling light.

At this moment, a row of powerful imperial guards stood on each side of the palace gates, dressed in neat armor and holding sharp weapons, their gazes alertly watching the surroundings.

Passing through the palace gates, a massive square came into view. The floor of the square was made of smooth marble, carved with exquisite patterns.

Directly in front of the square was a magnificent hall; this hall was where the emperor held court.

The hall doors were tall and wide, inlaid with golden rivets, appearing exceptionally solemn.

Yang Lingchen parked the beast carriage in a designated parking spot and then followed Su Jinrou toward the inner palace.

Along the way, they passed many palaces, each with its own characteristics—some extraordinarily magnificent, others elegant and quiet.

Passing through the palaces, they finally arrived at the back garden of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty. The scenery here was pleasant and incomparably beautiful. There were rockeries built from massive stones in various shapes—some like lions, others like elephants, all lifelike.

There were also crystal-clear lakes, the water rippling under the gentle breeze, with fish swimming happily inside.

All around were lush green trees and plants; colorful flowers competed for beauty, emitting bursts of fragrance and giving one the feeling of entering a fairyland.

Just then, a luxurious palace appeared ahead, and Su Jinrou stopped her pace.

"After we go in, just stay by my side. Without my permission, you are not allowed to speak out of turn."

Su Jinrou gave a cold instruction, her eyes full of seriousness.

"Mhm."

Led by Su Jinrou, Yang Lingchen entered the luxurious palace.

In the center of the hall, there was a scene of peace and prosperity, bustling with activity. Beautiful dancers in gauzy robes moved gracefully, musicians played melodious tunes to add color to the festive atmosphere, and the tables on both sides were filled with various delicacies—golden roasted suckling pig, steamed fresh fish, and all sorts of exquisite pastries and fruits.

On the main seat of the hall sat a middle-aged man in golden dragon robes. His Aura was restrained and steady, radiating the presence of a high-ranking ruler, with a domineering majesty between his brows.

His gaze was deep and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

From this person's temperament and seat, Yang Lingchen could tell that he must be Emperor Su Ying of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen also noticed a trace of Death Qi on Emperor Su Ying's face, a sign of impending demise.

Yang Lingchen secretly guessed that over a decade ago, Emperor Su Ying must have been injured in a critical area by some insidious Martial Skill, which had left him unable to perform sexual acts all these years. Moreover, that insidious Martial Skill had left a large amount of potent poison in his body.

By now, Emperor Su Ying could no longer suppress it. Barring any accidents, he probably wouldn't live for more than a few days.

Beside Emperor Su Ying sat a mature, elegant woman with a curvaceous figure.

She was dressed luxuriously, wearing a phoenix crown. Her perfect cheeks were lightly made up, making her look even more charming and moving.

Her figure was curvaceous and enchanting, with alluring curves, and her soul-capturing eyes carried an intimidating Aura.

Without guessing, Yang Lingchen knew that this woman was the famously renowned Empress of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty, Wu Meier.

Rumor had it that Wu Meier's identity was extremely mysterious; she had become the Empress of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty less than ten years after entering the palace, and the Emperor doted on her even more.

However, what surprised Yang Lingchen was that Wu Meier was actually still a virgin.

Of course, Wu Meier's virginity could only be detected by a top-tier divine doctor like Yang Lingchen; ordinary imperial physicians would never be able to tell.

"Jinrou greets Imperial Father and the Empress."

Su Jinrou bowed slightly; her movements were elegant and graceful, fully displaying the poise of a princess.

"Greetings, Emperor and Empress."

Like Su Jinrou, Yang Lingchen bowed, though he was very nervous inside.

"Jinrou is here. Quick, come sit by Imperial Father's side."

A loving smile appeared on Emperor Su Ying's face as he reached out to Su Jinrou, his eyes full of affection.

Yang Lingchen could see that Emperor Su Ying truly doted on Su Jinrou.

Many princes and princesses were present, yet he specifically had Su Jinrou sit by his side, showing how high her status was in his heart.

"Jinrou! Who is this young man?" Emperor Su Ying looked at Yang Lingchen curiously, his gaze carrying a scrutinizing look.

For so many years, this was the first time he had seen his daughter bring a man to a family banquet, so he was naturally a bit curious.

Su Jinrou spoke up: "Imperial Father, his name is Yang Lingchen, and he is the Consort I have chosen."

"Holy shit! When the hell did I become your Consort?"

Yang Lingchen was completely dumbfounded, secretly cursing Su Jinrou for talking nonsense.

However, he quickly reacted; now wasn't the time to lash out, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

"He's the number one on the divine martial ranking, Yang Lingchen?" Emperor Su Ying scrutinized Yang Lingchen with interest, a hint of admiration in his gaze.

"Yes, Imperial Father, and Lingchen has already reached the Great Emperor Realm." Su Jinrou said, her face beaming with pride.

"Not bad. To become a Great Emperor at such a young age, your talent is quite good. However, to marry my daughter, it is still far from enough."

Emperor Su Ying sized up Yang Lingchen, his tone carrying a hint of majesty.

"I don't have the slightest interest in your daughter; only a fool would want to marry her."

Yang Lingchen was speechless, but he didn't dare show any dissatisfaction on his face.

"Your Majesty, I am unworthy of the Princess's deep affection. Actually, there's one thing I haven't had the chance to tell her... sigh!" Yang Lingchen looked ashamed and let out a sigh.

"What is it? Speak freely."

Emperor Su Ying looked directly at Yang Lingchen, his eyes full of curiosity.

"When I was young, something went wrong with my cultivation, so..." Yang Lingchen said hesitantly, a pained expression appearing on his face.

"So what? Speak!" Emperor Su Ying said, his tone carrying a hint of urgency.

"Because something went wrong with my cultivation since I was a child, I've been a Eunuch ever since." Yang Lingchen said with an embarrassed look, lowering his head and not daring to look at everyone's expressions.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall instantly fell silent, and everyone looked at Yang Lingchen in surprise.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Emperor Su Ying's face.

Su Jinrou's eyes widened; she never expected Yang Lingchen to say something like that.