MCUS Chapter 4

Eh, btw guys, it’s my first time attempting to translate a novel set in ancient China, be merciful 😅.

Madam Yan paused and said, “Those with a flower body are not much different from ordinary men, except that they are born with a red flower on their chest. Such men must be registered at birth, otherwise it would be a grave offense against the emperor. Since the Kangyun Dynasty over 700 years ago, Flower bodies have always been considered fortunate. Therefore, every emperor has taken four men with flower bodies as concubines, in the hopes of bringing more blessings to the people.”

‘Only this difference?’ Yan Ge felt a hint of doubt, so he discreetly reached between his legs beneath the blanket to confirm that his “treasure” was still there. It was sizeable enough, so he put his mind at ease.

Madam Yan was preoccupied and did not notice his slight movement.

“The emperor dares to allow men into his harem, isn’t he afraid of something happening between male and female concubines that would bring him humiliation?” Yan Ge asked, sounding rather perplexed.

Madam Yan covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief, casting him a reproachful glance. She looked around in embarrassment and remained silent.

Yan Ge realized that this was a feudal society and it was not appropriate to discuss such matters with a woman, especially his “mother.” So, he changed the subject. “How many men have flower bodies in the entire country?”

“Only one in every thousand men,” Madam Yan replied.

Yan Ge was truly disappointed. What percentage of the population participated in the selection process? And how many of them were have flower bodies? Judging by these numbers, his chances of being chosen were high.

Madam Yan patted his arm gently and said in a soft voice, “Alright, you’ve had a tiring day. Rest well. Mother will explain everything to you tomorrow.”

Madam Yan had good intentions, so he was unable to refuse. He nodded and watched her leave. He needed some time to process the information he had obtained.

His body was still not fully recovered and felt somewhat weak. He pondered for a while in bed, then drank the medicine brought by the maidservant before falling into a drowsy sleep.

When he woke up, it was already dark outside. Two lanterns were lit in the room, emitting a gentle glow through the beige lampshades.

Neatly folded garments lay by the pillow. Yan Ge shook them out one by one, contemplating how to put them on. As he looked at himself in the bronze mirror, he discovered that this Yan Ge resembled him exactly, only younger, appearing to be around seventeen or eighteen years old. His genes were not bad, and when dressed in ancient attire, he became a graceful and elegant young gentleman.

“Second Young Master, are you awake?” a maidservant outside heard the movement and asked softly through the door.

“Come in.”

The two maidservants slowly entered, carrying washing utensils.

The round-faced maid said, “Second Young Master, I am Chunxi.”

The other little maid said, “I am Qiuxi.”

Yan Ge had seen these maidservants before. They were the ones who came in with Madam Yan. He nodded silently, they were clever maids.

“What time is it? I’m feeling a bit hungry,” Yan Ge asked.

Chunxi replied, “It’s the hour of You. You woke up just in time. The meal in the mansion will be served shortly. Master, Madam, and the eldest young master are all in the dining hall.”

Qiuxi added, “After Master and the eldest young master returned, they came to see you. Seeing you sleep so soundly, they didn’t wake you up.”

“Very well, lead the way.” Yan Ge speculated about his father. However, as a modern person, he was confident in his ability to handle someone from ancient times, so he wasn’t overly worried.

Chunxi and Qiuxi each carried a lantern and led the way in front. Yan Ge followed leisurely, taking the opportunity to appreciate the scenery outside the corridor. The night was pitch black, making it difficult to see clearly, but the surrounding atmosphere exuded an ancient charm, bringing a sense of tranquility and delight.

Passing through an arched gate, Yan Ge caught sight of a horizontal plaque hanging above the main entrance of the dining hall, inscribed with the characters “Dining Hall.” He immediately refocused his wandering thoughts.

Two male servants at the entrance of the dining hall slightly bent their knees and greeted in unison, “Second Young Master.”

Yan Ge gestured with his hand and stepped over the threshold, entering the dining hall.

In the center of the hall, a round table was set, with three individuals seated around it. One of them was Madam Yan, whom he had seen before. The other two were men. The elder one wore a gray cloud-patterned silk robe, appearing to be around forty years old. His demeanor was imposing, and his countenance stern. The younger man was in his early twenties, exuding a charismatic and dignified aura despite his youth.

Yan Ge silently nodded; his big brother was truly a handsome man.