Luan Huaijin transmigrated.
On his first day in this new world, Luan Huaijin, an unfavored prince of the Carter Empire, was sent to the Los Empire to marry into the imperial family.
Rumor had it that the new emperor was cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, cruel and brutal, an all-around terrible person.
They were already in the interstellar age, and yet the emperor still had a whole harem. Unbelievable. Luan Huaijin was utterly shocked.
But when he saw the new emperor's perfect looks, powerful physique, and the aloof, ascetic air of a mountain peak...
As a gay man, Luan Huaijin honestly felt that this was a pretty sweet deal.
(* ̄︶ ̄) Rubbing his hands together.JPG
From then on, Luan Huaijin dutifully stayed in the harem by day, serving as the perfect lover to the ruthless, fearsome emperor: gentle, demure, obedient, and deeply affectionate. His persona was impeccable.
At night, Luan Huaijin, who had never seen much of the world, roamed the stars and seas. He unexpectedly inherited an entire pirate fleet and acquired countless subordinates, all of whom were clamoring to be fed.
Then he got pregnant.
When the palace doctor told him the results, he was stunned. If it weren't for his iron will, and the fact that at night he put on a secret identity as the pirate fleet's leader and had fought the emperor several times, even if he usually lost, he would have wanted to yank out a tuft of hair from the culprit.
How to raise a baby was a serious question.
The little one grew to three years old.
By day, Luan Huaijin still maintained his perfect persona. The little one was his spitting image, obedient and gentle, kind and sweet, just like a little angel.
Luan Huaijin was constantly worried that someone would bully the little one.
After thinking it over, he made the little one promise never to reveal their secret. From then on, he started taking the child along on his nighttime adventures, so the little one could see the world.
And then...
On the very first day out with his dad, the little one toddled over to the emperor and said in a childish voice, "Father, me and Dada went out having fun~"
The emperor fixed Luan Huaijin with a cold, piercing gaze.
Luan Huaijin: "...What a little rascal. Thanks a lot, really."
Some time later.
A large group of people stormed into Luan Huaijin's chambers, looking for trouble.
Before Luan Huaijin could do anything, the little one set off on his tiny legs, hopped, sprang, and threw punches, cleanly knocking every last troublemaker to the ground.
The emperor arrived just in time.
The little one danced on a wall of human bodies, eyes sparkling as he looked at Luan Huaijin. He held his little fists beside his chubby cheeks and let out a ferocious little roar. "Dada, did your baby do a good job?"
The emperor: "...You did, actually."
Luan Huaijin: "..."
Theme: Run toward freedom.