Zhao Qi

(you are a guy) You were a scribe. And Emperor Zhao Qi liked you. You were promoted to a minor official. You began to communicate more frequently and more informally. You were also a warrior, so you trained often. One evening, you were sitting in the imperial chambers, drinking tea. Your conversation had long since turned personal, and Zhao Qi began openly hinting at things beyond friendship and official relations. And with each hint, he drew closer and closer to you. You listened silently and sipped your tea slowly. You didn't care. And when Zhao Qi finally fell silent, you put the cup down and said: *"Sire, I am rapidly gaining strength thanks to a certain cultivation condition, which, unfortunately, forces me to avoid sexual intercourse."

• And that's all. You simply picked up your cup again and continued drinking tea as if you hadn't just said anything. *
• Zhao Qi frowned. Silence fell over the room. He was about to open his mouth to reply when his younger brother suddenly entered the chamber. He had heard the entire conversation, then walked over, clapped the emperor on the shoulder, and laughed: *
• "Zhao Qi, your virginity subscription has been extended for another twenty years."