Month: July 2024 (Page 1 of 6)

Chapter 20 – I Don't Want You Anymore

Chapter 20: I Don’t Want You Anymore

 

Although Su Muluo opened his eyes as soon as he noticed something was wrong, there was no one by his side, only a little black dragon looking at him with round, innocent eyes.

 

“…” 

 

Su Muluo looked left and right but found no one. He poked the little black dragon and asked, “Did you grow bigger again?”

 

The little black dragon shook its head: “Aow.”

 

No, it hadn’t. It had been behaving well the whole time.

 

Su Muluo’s eyes showed a hint of suspicion, “Really?” 

 

But just now, he wasn’t pressed by a bigger dragon; it felt more like someone was holding him… yet there was no one else around.

 

Unable to figure it out, Su Muluo glanced at the little black dragon again.

 

Could it be… his dragon turned into a human?

 

But that didn’t seem right. If it really had turned into a human, this little dragon would definitely be showing off happily and taking advantage of him, instead of sitting here innocently like nothing had happened.

 

While Su Muluo was deep in thought, the little black dragon’s dark golden eyes stared at him unblinkingly, and after a while, it flicked its tail and let out a soft “Aow.”

 

It was a bit sleepy.

 

Su Muluo looked at it and said, “Alright, let’s sleep.”

 

The little black dragon was about to happily snuggle with Su Muluo when his phoenix calmly added, “Anyway, if there’s a rat’s tail, it will show sooner or later.”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

It was still early in the morning, and Su Muluo lay back down, pulling the soft blanket over himself and the little dragon beside him.

 

The little black dragon curled up at Su Muluo’s shoulder, yawning softly. Su Muluo pinched its little horns and said, “Don’t disturb me.”

 

The little black dragon: “Aow!”

 

It had never disturbed anyone!

 

Su Muluo laughed and said, “Then don’t take advantage of me.”

 

The little black dragon fell silent.

 

Su Muluo squinted slightly, “Why aren’t you responding?”

 

The little black dragon: “Chirp.”

 

Looking innocent again, the little dragon stared at Su Muluo for a few seconds before he quickly reached out to grab its tail.

 

The little black dragon quickly hugged its own tail, watching him warily.

 

Su Muluo: Tsk.

 

He still couldn’t catch the little black dragon’s tail today. He patted its head and said, “Sleep.”

 

In the second half of the night, the man did not appear beside Su Muluo again. He slept soundly and had a strange dream.

 

In the dream, it seemed like a distant past, and the surroundings were unfamiliar. It wasn’t a city with tall buildings but a secluded paradise, with a clear stream flowing gently and green mountains stretching far away.

 

Here, Su Muluo seemed to become someone else, or perhaps he was still himself—his long black hair unbound, casually falling over his shoulders. He wore a loose white robe, walking slowly by the stream alone.

 

But soon, he realized he wasn’t alone; he was walking with another person.

 

It was a black-haired boy, not even reaching his waist, with small dragon horns on his head, silently holding onto the hem of his robe, following closely beside him.

 

Su Muluo’s gaze fell on the boy’s face, but before he could see clearly, the dream ended.

 

Then he woke up.

 

“…”

 

Daylight poured through the window. Still sleepy, Su Muluo buried himself deeper into the blanket.

 

The little black dragon was already awake, circling around him, its small horns rubbing against his face.

 

Su Muluo felt a tickle on his face and chuckled, recalling the boy in his dream who also had small horns. His drowsiness vanished instantly.

 

What kind of dream was that?

 

Who were the black-haired man and the boy?

 

Su Muluo opened his eyes and met the little black dragon’s dark golden gaze.

 

Did the boy in the dream have such dark golden eyes?

 

…He couldn’t remember clearly.

 

Frowning, Su Muluo sat up, placing the little black dragon in his palm.

 

He felt something was off lately, and that dream probably wasn’t just a dream… Maybe it was his past.

 

But why would he suddenly dream of his past?

 

While Su Muluo was silent, the little black dragon sensed his dilemma. It hugged his finger and softly called out, “Chirp.”

 

Su Muluo’s attention returned, and he looked at the little dragon, teasing it with his finger, “I dreamt of someone else last night.”

 

The little black dragon: “?”

 

Its eyes widened at Su Muluo, looking shocked and incredulous as if thinking, “My phoenix found another man outside?”

 

Su Muluo was amused by its expression and said, “What are you thinking? It was just a dream.” He then jokingly added, “Anyway, you can’t turn into a human right now, so what’s wrong with me dreaming of someone else?”

 

The little black dragon: “???”

 

Whatever Su Muluo said seemed to hit a nerve. The little black dragon suddenly tilted its head back and started chirping loudly, looking very angry.

 

Listening for a while, Su Muluo realized he couldn’t understand what the little dragon was babbling about. Finding it noisy, he stuffed it into his pocket and said, “So noisy, let’s go, I’m not listening to you.”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

Angry, it scratched at Su Muluo’s pocket but got no response. Then it let out a loud “Aow.”

 

Su Muluo reached a hand in, and the little black dragon clung to it.

 

“Who told you to babble nonsense,” Su Muluo said with a smile in his eyes, “I can’t understand a thing.”

 

The little black dragon huffed and turned its head away.

 

Su Muluo found it adorable and couldn’t help but laugh, patting its head before heading to the kitchen to make breakfast.

 

At ten o’clock, Su Muluo arrived at the coffee shop on time. There were not many customers yet, so he scrolled through his phone, accidentally opening WeChat’s Moments.

 

He didn’t have many friends on WeChat—his landlord was one, Huang Gaigai was another, and recently, he had added Liu He.

 

Su Muluo thought that Liu He, being busy with work at the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings, wouldn’t have time for her phone. To his surprise, she had posted on Moments just a few minutes ago.

 

“Is that dumb leader brain-dead? Inspections, inspections every day, why doesn’t he go climb a mountain!!”

 

“My vacation, argh!! I want a break, I want to eat hot pot, barbecue, and crayfish!!!”

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

This post was quite different from the Liu He he usually interacted with. However, seeing her post reminded him that he had some questions for Liu He.

 

So he clicked on Liu He’s profile picture and sent her a message.

 

“Excuse me, is there anything in the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs that can help someone recall their past?”

 

The question was a bit strange, but Liu He responded quickly.

 

“Yes, Mr. Su. You’re referring to the Source Mirror. It allows one to see the past of someone important to them and is a high-grade artifact.”

 

“If you need it, I can apply for its use, but it might take some time.”

 

Su Muluo had asked casually and didn’t expect such an artifact to exist. He felt it was fine to wait a while, so he thanked Liu He.

 

According to Liu He, the Source Mirror shows the past of someone important, not oneself. So if the mirror could be used, he might see the little black dragon’s past…

 

Thinking this, Su Muluo glanced at the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon was also watching him. Seeing him chatting with Liu He, it immediately chirped and blocked the phone screen.

 

Su Muluo: “Pfft.”

 

He poked the little black dragon, “Little jealous one, getting jealous over this too.”

 

The little black dragon chirped indignantly, meaning it wanted to be jealous if it wanted to.

 

Su Muluo’s eyes curved, and he said, “You’re too small to block the screen. Turn into a human if you can.” He paused, then added, “But you have to be good-looking; I don’t want an ugly one.”

 

This was meant as a joke, but the little black dragon suddenly fell silent, not moving at all.

 

Su Muluo: “What’s wrong?”

 

He raised his hand to touch the little black dragon, but it refused his touch, hugging its tail and curling up into a ball, looking like it had shut down.

 

Su Muluo fell silent.

 

He had no idea why the little dragon suddenly shut down, feeling he hadn’t bullied it.

 

Was it because of that last sentence?

 

Thinking about it, Su Muluo realized that today the little black dragon seemed very sensitive to the topic of turning into a human. Observing it for a while, he raised an eyebrow and said, “Today, you reacted strongly both times I mentioned turning into a human.”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

Su Muluo: “So, how long until you turn into a human since you hatched?”

 

The little black dragon slowly lifted its head, looking up with innocent eyes, “Chirp.”

 

What’s it saying? It didn’t know.

 

Su Muluo wouldn’t let it off so easily, leaning in closer, staring at the little dragon, “It didn’t take me that long to transform. Are you really just a little mudfish spirit who can’t turn into a human?”

 

At

 

 these words, the little black dragon flared up, baring its tiny fangs and claws, growling at him.

 

Su Muluo chuckled, “Just kidding. What’s the big deal? Anyway, I still want you, whether you turn into a human or not.”

 

The little black dragon stopped baring its fangs, “Chirp?”

 

“Really?”

 

Su Muluo: “Really.”

 

No matter what you become, as long as you are yourself, I will always accept you.

 

The little black dragon’s eyes sparkled, and it softly nuzzled Su Muluo’s hand.

 

Su Muluo smiled gently. Looking at the time, he set the little black dragon aside and began preparing for the day’s work.

 

Throughout the day, the little black dragon didn’t cause any trouble. It stayed on the counter, watching him work, occasionally chirping softly. It was peaceful and content.

 

By evening, the coffee shop was busy. As Su Muluo served a customer, he overheard a couple discussing their upcoming vacation plans.

 

Hearing them, Su Muluo’s thoughts wandered. He hadn’t taken a break in a long time either.

 

Maybe after sorting out his past, he should take a vacation.

 

Thinking this, Su Muluo smiled to himself and continued his work.

 

 

Back home, Su Muluo opened his door, expecting to see his little black dragon zooming around. However, the house was eerily quiet.

 

He immediately sensed something was wrong. He rushed inside, calling out, “Little Black! Where are you?”

 

There was no response.

 

Su Muluo quickly checked every corner of the house but couldn’t find the little dragon. Panic started to set in.

 

Just as he was about to check the garden, he saw a familiar figure standing by the window.

 

It was a man in black, with dark golden eyes. He was holding the little black dragon, who looked listless and weak.

 

“Who are you?” Su Muluo demanded, his eyes filled with fury.

 

The man turned slowly, his gaze calm and composed, “I’m the guardian of this little dragon. You are not worthy of it.”

 

Su Muluo clenched his fists, stepping forward, “Let it go.”

 

The man smirked, “You think you can command me?”

 

Su Muluo’s eyes glowed with a fierce light, “I said, let it go.”

 

The man remained unfazed, “If you want it back, prove your worth.”

 

Before Su Muluo could react, the man and the little black dragon vanished into thin air.

 

Su Muluo stood there, his heart pounding, his mind racing. The little black dragon was taken from him, and he needed to get it back.

 

No matter what it took.

 

This statement had a bit of a fierce tone. After hearing it, Su Muluo fell silent for a moment. 

 

So the little dragon’s sulking earlier was really because of his remark, “I only want good-looking ones, not ugly ones”?

 

Su Muluo remembered the man in black he had seen in his dream. Although the man’s face was obscured, just from seeing those dark golden dragon eyes, he could tell that he should be very handsome.

 

So what exactly was this little dragon so hung up on?

 

Thinking about this, Su Muluo poked the little black dragon and said, “I never said you were ugly. Even if you were, I would still like you.”

 

This was true. He didn’t care much about appearances. If he did, he would have disliked the little black dragon when it was still an egg—after all, it looked like a duck egg back then.

 

Besides, looks can’t be eaten. After being together for so long, would he really reject the little dragon because of its appearance?

 

Su Muluo shared his thoughts with the little black dragon, and upon hearing this, it happily rolled around in his palm.

 

Seeing its joyful demeanor, Su Muluo was slightly speechless.

 

So, his dragon turning into a human form wouldn’t actually be that ugly, right?

 

…Well, ugly is ugly. Ultimately, he still liked this dragon.

 

He petted the little black dragon, letting it frolic around.

 

After a while, two young girls came into the coffee shop. They ordered two regular coffees and sat by the window, chatting about dinner.

 

“Hey, a new hot pot place opened nearby. Want to try it?”

 

“Definitely! I haven’t had hot pot in ages!”

 

Hearing the words “hot pot,” Su Muluo perked up.

 

He had seen many hot pot places in the area, with steaming, aromatic dishes that looked especially delicious. But since the little black dragon hadn’t transformed into a human yet, he couldn’t go, so he could only imagine it.

 

Now, hearing the girls’ conversation, he craved hot pot again. Although he couldn’t go to a hot pot restaurant for now, making it at home should be possible, right?

 

Su Muluo immediately took out his phone to search for how to make hot pot at home.

 

The little black dragon, also interested in hot pot, leaned over to watch. After researching for a while, they decided to have hot pot for dinner tonight.

 

However, making hot pot required a lot of preparation, so Su Muluo planned to close the shop early this afternoon and head to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

 

In the afternoon, the coffee shop got busier. A young man with an earring walked in.

 

Su Muluo remembered him from yesterday; the young man had shown great interest in the little black dragon. He immediately tucked the dragon into his pocket and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

 

The young man seemed more cheerful today and casually ordered a “specialty coffee,” then enthusiastically said, “Boss, your specialty coffee is amazing! After drinking it, I felt more energetic and even stronger!”

 

Su Muluo replied, “It contains my family’s secret recipe, which is beneficial to health.”

 

The young man exclaimed, “Oh! That explains it! This morning, I carried fifty pounds of rice and a sofa upstairs in one go!”

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Although the essence of phoenix feathers could improve physical constitution, it shouldn’t work like that!

 

“You must have eaten something else unusual,” Su Muluo said diplomatically. “My coffee alone can’t make people stronger.”

 

The young man pondered for a moment and then shrugged, “Maybe. Anyway, as long as your coffee tastes good, that’s all that matters.”

 

He pulled out some cash to pay Su Muluo and glanced at his hand, disappointed not to see the toy loach from yesterday.

 

Su Muluo, not wanting him to see his dragon, said, “Please find a seat.”

 

After sending the young man away, he reached into his pocket and poked the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon, not understanding, happily rubbed against his finger.

 

Business was good today, but Su Muluo was eager for hot pot, so he closed the shop early and headed to the supermarket with the little black dragon.

 

At the supermarket, Su Muluo referred to his phone’s notes while filling the cart with beef, tripe, fresh shrimp, enoki mushrooms, and other ingredients. He also bought several hot pot bases and a divided pot for convenience.

 

Once they had everything, they returned to the apartment and started preparing for the hot pot.

 

He boiled water in the pot, added a chicken stuffed with scallions and ginger, and simmered it slowly. Vegetables were meticulously cleaned, beef sliced into tender pieces, tripe cut thinly, and shrimp deveined. Two hours later, the chicken broth was ready. He took out the chicken, shredded the meat, mixed it with soy sauce, sesame oil, and minced scallions, ginger, and garlic. He then poured the broth into the divided pot and added a large chunk of spicy hot pot base to one side.

 

Next came the meat and vegetables. Beef rolled through the spicy broth, dipped in the prepared sauce, was tender and spicy, with oil dripping.

 

Recalling the previous water-boiled fish incident, Su Muluo prepared a clear broth for the little black dragon. While the clear broth was delicious, it couldn’t compare to the fragrant and spicy broth.

 

The little black dragon, eating the beef Su Muluo dipped for it, kept glancing at the spicy pot.

 

Seeing this, Su Muluo dipped a piece of tripe in the spicy pot and teased, “Want to eat this?”

 

The tripe, coated in spicy oil, looked very tempting. The little black dragon immediately got excited and chirped.

 

Su Muluo then ate it himself, “Not giving it to you.”

 

Little black dragon: “…”

 

In the dragon’s resentful gaze, Su Muluo laughed, went to the kitchen, and fetched a bowl. He ladled some clear broth into it, dipped the tripe in the spicy pot, then swirled it in the clear broth before feeding it to the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon wasn’t good with spicy food; the water-boiled fish last time had it howling. But this tripe, dipped in the spicy pot and then the clear broth, retained the spicy flavor without being too hot.

 

The little black dragon happily ate it and wasn’t spicy this time, wagging its tail contentedly.

 

After the meal, the little black dragon, with a round belly, sprawled in Su Muluo’s palm, showing its belly. Su Muluo rubbed its tummy and laughed, “You ate so much, you look even chubbier.”

 

Hearing this, the little black dragon stared intently at Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo: “Got it, got it, even if you’re chubby, I still like you.”

 

The little black dragon hummed, wriggling in the phoenix’s palm.

 

Staring at the little dragon, Su Muluo felt that it was particularly concerned about its image today, but still refused to transform into a human, keeping him on edge. Very annoying.

 

He tapped the little black dragon’s head, and it clung to his wrist with a chirp.

 

Although hot pot was delicious, cleaning up was a hassle. A few minutes later, looking at the pile of dishes, Su Muluo thought, when the little black dragon turned into a human, he would make him wash dishes every day.

 

And do all the housework!

 

The little black dragon, nestled in the phoenix’s pocket because the phoenix had to wash dishes, suddenly shivered and sneezed.

 

Two days later, Liu He contacted Su Muluo, informing him that the Tracing Mirror had been delivered to the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings If he needed it, he could come over anytime.

 

“Alright, thank you.”

 

After hanging up, Su Muluo poked the little black dragon, “We’re going to the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings.”

 

He had mentioned wanting the Tracing Mirror to the little black dragon earlier, and now the little dragon chirped in agreement.

 

Su Muluo put the little dragon in his pocket and set off.

 

The Bureau of Extraordinary Beings was as busy as ever. Liu He was waiting at the door, and when she saw Su Muluo, she quickly walked over.

 

“Mr. Su,” she greeted with a smile, “Good morning.”

 

Su Muluo smiled back slightly, “Good morning, and thank you for your help.”

 

“It was no trouble at all. We often move the Tracing Mirror around, so the procedures are quite simple,” Liu He replied. “Please follow me.”

 

She and Su Muluo walked into the Special Bureau, and at that moment, a group of people were approaching the entrance. When the two groups met, Liu He respectfully greeted the man at the forefront, “Elder Feng.”

 

The man she addressed as “Elder Feng” acknowledged her. He hadn’t paid much attention to the two of them initially, but when his gaze landed on Su Muluo, he stopped in his tracks.

 

Su Muluo remained calm and met the man’s eyes. He didn’t recognize him but could easily discern his true nature—a bird demon.

 

Based on Liu He’s earlier greeting, this person should be an elder of the bird clan. Although Su Muluo didn’t know why the bird clan elder was in Lincheng, he was confident it had nothing to do with him.

 

The atmosphere became tense as the bird clan elder stayed still. Liu He coughed and broke the silence, “Elder Feng, we have some business to attend to, so we’ll be leaving now.”

 

The bird clan elder remained silent for a few seconds before withdrawing his gaze from Su Muluo and nodding slightly.

 

The two groups then parted ways. After walking some distance, Liu He explained to Su Muluo, “Mr. Su, that was Feng Xuan, the bird clan elder. He arrived in Lincheng a few days ago, looking for someone.”

 

Su Muluo asked curiously, “Who are they looking for?”

 

Liu He shook her head, “They’re keeping it very secret. I’m not the one assisting them, so I don’t know.”

 

Su Muluo didn’t press further. He had never met that bird clan elder and didn’t think the elder knew him, so whoever the bird clan was looking for, it wasn’t him.

 

A few minutes later, the two arrived at a room. Inside, there was only a table with an ancient mirror on it. The mirror had a simple, elegant design with a unique aura.

 

Liu He said, “This is the Mirror of Origins. As long as you pick it up, you can see the past of someone important to you.”

 

A small black dragon curiously poked its head out of Su Muluo’s pocket, climbed onto the table, and circled the mirror.

 

Seeing it, Liu He’s heart skipped a beat, reminded of the fear she felt when that true dragon dominated her. Even her smile was a bit stiff. “Mr. Su, I’ll wait outside so as not to disturb you.”

 

Knowing she didn’t want to stay here, Su Muluo nodded gently, “Thank you.”

 

Liu He gave a forced smile and quickly ran out.

 

The room quieted down. Su Muluo looked at the Mirror of Origins and said to the little black dragon, “Shall I pick it up?”

 

The little black dragon responded with a chirp.

 

Su Muluo picked up the Mirror of Origins and saw his reflection in it—

 

In that instant, he felt as if he were falling from a great height into a bottomless pool. The icy water engulfed him, and for a moment, the world was filled with the sound of shattering water.

 

But soon, Su Muluo resurfaced, and the world became clear again. He opened his eyes to see a man dressed in black standing before him.

 

The man was tall and handsome with cold, dark golden eyes. His gaze held a storm-like intensity, commanding respect and awe.

 

Su Muluo was taken aback. The Mirror of Origins showed the past of someone important to him, which meant… the person in front of him was the human form of the little black dragon?

 

Hmm, quite good-looking.

 

As Su Muluo thought this, he suddenly saw the man walking toward him.

 

He knew the man wasn’t coming for him but instinctively stepped back, only to see the man walk through him to the other side—

 

Su Muluo’s gaze followed, his eyes narrowing slightly.

 

He saw another person.

 

It was a young man wearing a robe adorned with white feathers, with silvery hair that gleamed like frost and moonlight, partly tied up with a few strands framing his face.

 

The man’s face should have been extremely handsome, but Su Muluo couldn’t see it clearly. Everything around him was sharp and distinct, except for the young man’s face, which was shrouded in mist, making it blurry and indistinct.

 

Moreover, he felt the young man looked familiar as if he had seen him somewhere before… but he couldn’t recall where.

 

While Su Muluo was lost in thought, the man had already reached the young man, removed his outer robe, and dr4p3d it over him, gently clasping his slender fingers in his own. He softly called out, “Phoenix.”

 

Phoenix.

 

Hearing those words, Su Muluo felt a sharp drop in his heart, leaving a void.

 

The black-haired man called “Phoenix,” while the Phoenix had silvery hair, entirely different from his own. There was only one Phoenix in the world, so in the Mirror of Origins, in his dragon’s past… who was this Phoenix?

 

The man was already holding the young man’s hand, leading him away slowly. Su Muluo watched their intimate, almost lover-like backs, momentarily speechless.

 

He closed his eyes, thinking, I don’t want to be here.

 

—In the next second, the scene shattered, and he seemed to be swept away by a rapid current, returning to reality.

 

In reality, the little black dragon was holding Su Muluo’s hand, chirping happily when it saw its Phoenix open his eyes.

 

It was very curious about what its Phoenix would see in the Mirror of Origins. If it were truly its past, maybe it could even see itself transforming into a majestic dragon.

 

It was a bit excited at the thought.

 

However, when Su Muluo lowered his gaze and met its dark golden eyes, he remained silent for a moment.

 

Then he said, “I don’t want you anymore.”

 

The little black dragon was stunned, unable to react.

 

Su Muluo’s tone was somewhat aggrieved, “You have another lover outside, so I don’t want you anymore.”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

The little black dragon: “???”


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Side Story 2 – Venus

Side Story 2: Venus

       Zhuo Yue enjoyed cooking and had recently learned several new dishes from the Old Zhao. Happily, he packed two portions and went to find Fang Mingyan, who had been working overtime, intending to have dinner together. He arrived smoothly at the secretary’s office, where Julie, the secretary, spotted him. She glanced towards the inner office and smiled, saying, “Chairman Fang had instructed that whenever you came, you could go straight in.”

       Zhuo Yue pushed the door open and was stunned.

       In the huge office, a naked young man stood in the centre, his clothes scattered on the floor. Fang Mingyan sat behind the large table with a cold face. When he saw Zhuo Yue coming in, he was slightly startled and stood up.

       Zhuo Yue felt a wave of suffocation in his chest. He took a step back, closed the door, and placed the food containers on Julie’s desk hastily, saying, “He’s busy, and I don’t want to disturb him. Please give this to him later.” With that, he turned to leave but was stopped as the man hurriedly chased after him and grabbed his wrist.

       The hand holding him was slightly firm, and Fang Mingyan’s dark eyes had a deep and soft light. He looked at him very seriously.

       Zhuo Yue pursed his lips and asked softly, “Are you done with business?”

       The man said nothing. The man grabbed his hand and led him into the office. At this moment, the naked young man had already put on his clothes. When he saw the two people coming in, he had a look of embarrassment in his eyes.

       Only then did Zhuo Yue see the other party’s appearance clearly. He was only about 17 or 18 years old, very beautiful, and wore a Huasheng trainee badge on his clothes. Seeing Zhuo Yue looking at him, he bit his lip and lowered his head.

       “Get out.” Fang Mingyan’s voice was cold.

       The trainee trembled, silently walked to the door, paused for a moment but said nothing, opened the door and left.

       They were the only two people left in the office.

       The man slightly raised Zhuo Yue’s cheek and asked, “Are you angry?”

       He looked at the other person with bright black eyes and asked, “Master, do you think I should be angry?”

       Fang Mingyan had a gentle smile in his eyes, “I was expecting you to be angry.”

       “Such a picture is not enough to shake my trust in you. But the first time I saw it, it wasn’t very pleasant.” Zhuo Yue said frankly. He trusted the other person wholeheartedly and never hid his true feelings. He thought for a moment and asked, “He did this because he wanted to get a chance to debut from you, right?”

       “You guessed right on target, Mr. Holmes.”

       “The days as a trainee were tough, filled with endless monotonous practice. There was hope in my heart, yet no visible way forward,” Zhuo Yue said, looking down. “I kind of understand why he would do this. After all, I’ve done the same thing when I felt trapped with no way out.”

       “You are different from him.” Fang Mingyan said slowly, “Before you came to me, you shouldered the debt alone and made every effort to repay it. Your purpose was very simple, and you had no complicated desires. The person just now is the least diligent among all the trainees. He did not try his best to improve himself and reach the standard for a debut. He just wanted to use me to take a shortcut.”

       Zhuo Yue was silent for a while and sighed, “It’s quite unfortunate for him to meet a boss like you.”

       “Until you’ve formally signed the termination contract, I’m still your boss,” the man said, leaning in with his arms braced on either side of Zhuo Yue. He slowly lowered himself, his voice carrying a hint of ambiguity. “If I haven’t been a good boss, I’m willing to make it up to you in other ways.”

       Zhuo Yue was imprisoned between the desk and Fang Mingyan’s body with no way to escape. He could only fall down on the table as the other party pressed down, blushing and calling, “Master…”

       The man was like a big cat, trapping the prey under his paws, kissing, licking and teasing it wantonly. Considering that there would be a meeting soon and it would be difficult to enjoy the whole thing, he did not intrude substantially and let Zhuo Yue go after lingering for a while.

       Zhuo Yue was overwhelmed with emotions, and he couldn’t help but gasp for breath. It took him a long time to recover. When Julie brought the lunch box in, he was sitting on the sofa pretending to read a book with a faint blush on his ears.

       “It’s delicious. Did you make it?” Fang Mingyan added a lotus root slice and tasted it carefully.

       “Yes, I made it according to the steps written by Old Zhao.” He took the meatballs from his lunch box and gave them to the other party. It happened that the man also took one for him.

       They both laughed at the same time.

       The executive meeting at Huasheng didn’t finish until ten o’clock in the evening, and light rain began to fall in the night sky. Zhuo Yue, who walked to the door with Fang Mingyan, happily reached out to catch the rain and said, “This seems to be the first spring rain this year. Can we go for a walk together?”

       “Okay.” The man opened his umbrella and held him close to him.

       There were not many pedestrians on the road at this time. The two walked slowly side by side.

       “Master, have you ever regretted anything?” Zhuo Yue.

       “Yes.” Fang Mingyan saw him, turning his face to look at him curiously and smiled, “The first one is about a cat, and the second one is about a person.”

       “I heard Zhang Yi talk about cats.” Zhuo Yue hesitated and said, “Can I ask about the person?”

       In the drizzle of the night, there was gentle star light in the man’s eyes, “What I regret is that I didn’t keep you by my side when I first met you.”

       Zhuo Yue raised his eyebrows and kissed his lips.

       Later, they adopted a stray kitten. Because of its golden eyes, Fang Mingyan named it ‘Venus’, which means ‘the golden star’.1Venus in chinese is 金(gold)星(star)

       When Zhuo Yue lost out on the Silver Star Award for Best Actor in a Motion Picture because of unfair judging, he refused to accept the award on the spot, posting a photo of the kitten on his social media site with the following message.

       “You look up at the dazzling Milky Way, but I will only look at the golden star that belongs to me.”

 

[Afterwords]

The story of Fang Mingyan and Zhuo Yue concludes here.

This is my second BDSM novel. In fact, the first book, ‘Surrender’, was unexpectedly well-received by many readers, which was both surprising and delightful for me. This time, I chose Lion, a popular supporting character, as the protagonist for ‘Surrender II’. It tells the story set in the entertainment industry, exploring the relationship between Dom and Sub, navigating through obstacles, and ultimately overcoming doubts and barriers to find love. It continues the main theme of its predecessor, creating an overall light and sweet atmosphere. In this story, I aimed to develop the plot through changes in the characters’ psychology and their mutual influences, hoping to evoke a different experience for readers.

I hope you enjoy it.

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Notes:
This concludes the second book of Surrender!
The third book has been translated by someone else; you can check it out here
As I explained before, for me personally the third book is my least favourite of all, so I will take a very slow time to update the third book while updating the fourth book at the same time 😀
Since I also have another promise to translate another sequel of another series *cough*, it will take me a few months to start both of the books. (I’m planning to start it around September tho, dw)
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Chapter 39

       Until dinner time, Zhan Xiusong could not appear in front of Zhan Weiyang. As long as he appeared, Zhan Weiyang would stare at him with a sad and accusing look.

       At first, Zhan Xiusong could still look back at him, but after a long time, he couldn’t stand it and could only pretend not to see him.

       When the family sat down to eat dinner, Zhan Xiusong had to change seats with Auntie Luo and sit at a side angle where Zhan Weiyang couldn’t look directly at him so that he felt a little more comfortable.

       Zhan Pengcheng noticed something was wrong, and he asked, “What’s wrong? Yangyang and Songsong are having a quarrel?”

       No one answered him at the table.

       Zhan Pengcheng had to say, “You guys are in high school; why are you still acting like a child? You both are brothers; why make such a big deal out of it?” After that, he deliberately said to Zhan Weiyang in a gentle and flattering tone, “Right?”

       Zhan Weiyang still didn’t speak.

       At this time, Grandma said, “It must be Songsong who bullied Yangyang. Songsong, don’t bully Yangyang!”

       Zhan Xiusong was immediately dissatisfied, “Grandma, you are too unfair”

       Grandma said, “Yangyang is the best-behaved, never causing trouble. It’s you who’s mischievous and causing trouble at home. You’re so big now, yet you still bully Yangyang gege.”

       Zhan Xiusong put down his chopsticks and said in a muffled voice, “I don’t want to eat anymore.” Then he stood up and walked out of the dining room.

       Zhan Pengcheng hurriedly called him, “Xiusong! Xiusong!”

       Zhan Xiusong did not respond and went upstairs directly.

       Zhan Pengcheng had to say to Zhan Weiguang, “You go and persuade him to come down to eat.”

       Zhan Weiguang put down his chopsticks, stood up with a cold face and walked towards the stairs.

       Afterwards, Zhan Pengcheng said to his grandmother, “Mom, why do you say that about Xiusong? He is still a child, and it’s not often that he comes to play.”

       Grandma, on the other hand, looked angry and said, “I will call his father and scold him later.”

       Zhan Pengcheng shook his head helplessly and turned to Pei Qing, “What happened?”

       Pei Qing said, “Xiu Song stepped on Weiyang’s flower pot, and the two of them had a quarrel.”

       Zhan Pengcheng looked at Zhan Weiyang, “It’s not a big deal. My Yangyang is the most sensible. He doesn’t argue with his younger brother. Dad will buy you a flowerpot, okay? How many do you want?”

       Zhan Weiyang lowered his head and whispered in a muffled voice, “I just want my flower pot.”

       Zhan Pengcheng didn’t hear what he said clearly, and reached out to rub his head, “Yangyang is the best.”

       Pei Qing’s mobile phone suddenly rang at this time. He took it out of his bag and answered it. After listening quietly for a while, he said, “Yes, I’ll be there right away.” Then he hung up the phone and looked up at Zhan Pengcheng said, “I’m going to pick up a parcel.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his head and said, “I’ll go too.”

       Zhan Pengcheng quickly stopped Zhan Weiyang and said, “Eat your meal first.”

       Zhan Weiyang had already stood up. He said, “No, I’m going to pick up a parcel with Qing ge.” After that, he trotted out of the dining room behind Pei Qing.

       Zhan Pengcheng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He couldn’t help but sigh.

       That afternoon, Pei Qing found an online store selling professional ceramic repair glue in the city. He paid extra money and asked the owner to ship the goods immediately. Only then could he receive them during dinner.

       They arrived at the neighbourhood’s express delivery point, and when Pei Qing took the package from the courier, Zhan Weiyang looked closer, raised his head and asked him, “Are you going to fix my flowerpot with that?”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “I’m going to fix your flowerpot with this.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very happy, “That’s great.”

       When they returned home, Zhan Weiyang’s mood had become noticeably better. He walked the short distance from the living room to the dining room and kept talking to Pei Qing with a smile.

       When they sat down, Zhan Pengcheng asked him, “Is Yangyang no longer angry?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t see Zhan Xiusong, just smiled at Pei Qing and said, “En.”

       Zhan Weiguang also came back. He couldn’t call Zhan Xiusong back for dinner, so he came down and said, “Let him be. Anyway, skipping a meal won’t make him lose weight.”

       Zhan Pengcheng felt a little headache, so he had to say, “You guys eat first, and we’ll talk after you finish eating.”

       After dinner, Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang squatted on the second-floor balcony, preparing to repair the flower pots with the tools they bought. It was not dark yet; Pei Qing opened the instruction manual in the box and read it carefully.

       Zhan Weiyang squatted beside him and leaned in to read it together.

       Zhan Pengcheng went up to the second floor and went to Zhan Weiyang’s room to find Zhan Xiusong first, asking him if he had eaten enough and whether he wanted to go downstairs to ask Auntie Luo to cook him a bowl of noodles. After being rejected, he came out of the room and turned around to see the two of them squatting on the balcony.

       He walked over, stood behind Pei Qing, and looked for a while, then bent down and reached out to lift the flower pot that had been broken into two halves.

       Zhan Weiyang saw it and hurriedly said, “Dad, don’t touch it.”

       Zhan Pengcheng put the flower pot down and said, “There is no need to repair this one. Don’t you want to buy another one?”

       Zhan Weiyang had already lowered his head and leaned close to Pei Qing, looking at it attentively, and said at the same time, “No.”

       Zhan Pengcheng walked around on the balcony with his hands behind his back and found that no one had paid attention to him. So he had to turn around, leave the balcony and go back to his room.

       The repair glue was not difficult to use, but Pei Qing was worried that the flower pots were too heavy and would not bond well if they were only glued with it.

       He raised his head and looked at Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang also looked at him strangely and asked, “What’s the matter?”

       Pei Qing said, “If I fix the flower pot, you may not be able to squat inside it in the future.”

       Zhan Weiyang was surprised, “Why?”

       Pei Qing folded the instruction manual in his hand and gently knocked it on top of Zhan Weiyang’s head, “I’m afraid you will crush it again.”

       Zhan Weiyang was still surprised and said, “It didn’t crack before.”

       Pei Qing knocked again, “It wasn’t cracked before, but now it’s patched with glue.” After a short pause, he asked Zhan Weiyang, “Do you want to mend it or buy a new one?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked tangled.

       Pei Qing said, “Hurry up and decide, three, two, one–“

       Zhan Weiyang said hurriedly, “It needs to be fixed!”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Come on then.”

       It got dark before they knew it. They turned on the light above the balcony door and applied repair glue to mend the broken section of the flowerpot under the dim light. It was originally a simple job, but because the flowerpot was large, it added a lot of work. Pei Qing was also worried that the glue would dry too quickly, so he was somewhat anxious. Finally, after finally glueing the two pieces of the flowerpot together, they squatted down and watched for a while.

       Zhan Weiyang reached out to touch it.

       Pei Qing grabbed his hand and pulled it back, saying, “Don’t touch it. The glue hasn’t dried yet.”

       Zhan Weiyang said nervously, “Okay.” He retracted his hand between his thigh and upper body and pressed it down.

       “Will it be okay?” he asked Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing picked up the things that were thrown on the ground, put the remaining repair glue into the express carton, and said, “It will be fine. Just leave it here and not touch it in the future.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I want to grow inside it in the future.”

       Pei Qing looked at him.

       Zhan Weiyang suddenly felt embarrassed. Pei Qing had clearly said that he could not squat in it again after the repair, and he had chosen to repair it instead of buying a new one, but now he had no other choice. He had to take root and sprout in it. He whispered, “I don’t know what to do either, and I’m worried my roots might damage it.”

       He thought his roots would grow and spread in the soil and maybe push into the original crack of the flowerpot and push it open.

       Pei Qing couldn’t help but sigh softly. He squatted for too long, changed his posture and sat on the ground, stretched his long legs a little, pressed his hands under his knees, and said, “Your roots, huh.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded and followed suit, sitting on the ground and sneaking close to Pei Qing’s side.

       Pei Qing said, “Then I’ll dig you out and keep you with me, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang was stunned for a moment. He looked up at Pei Qing’s profile and whispered, “Ah?”

       Pei Qing said, “Or what do you say?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I will dirty your clothes.”

       “Why would it get dirty?”

       “There’s soil.”

       “Wash it, and it will be gone.”

       “I’ll die without soil, won’t I?”

       “No.”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand, “But don’t all trees grow in the soil?”

       Pei Qing said, “But no one is going to turn into a fortune tree. You’re not an ordinary fortune tree either, and you don’t necessarily need soil, do you?”

       Zhan Weiyang thought for a while and denied it, “No, I’m just an ordinary fortune tree.”

       Pei Qing couldn’t help laughing and asked him, “Why?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked very serious, “No reason, I’m really an ordinary fortune tree.”

       Pei Qing asked, “Then are you not a good-looking fortune tree?”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled but didn’t answer. He reached out and gently placed his hand on the edge of the flowerpot and said, “I’ve tried my best to save you; if you crack by me in the future, I’ll just have to get another flower pot, but I’ll always remember you.” After that, he lowered his head and kissed the flowerpot.


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Chapter 6 – After being embraced by Rong Tang, I was embraced by the Prime Minister.

Chapter 6 – After being embraced by Rong Tang, I was embraced by the Prime Minister.

 

Hearing the commotion, Rong Tang relaxed his grip slightly, and Zhao Qi seized the opportunity to free his mouth. “No, no, no, Prime Minister, you arrived just in time! Please help me, I’m going to be crushed…”

 

Xiao Shiqing walked to the side of the table, lifted the hem of his official robe, and took a seat with an air of ease. He poured himself a cup of tea and said slowly, “I don’t understand what Your Majesty means. At the moment, Your Majesty is in bed with a beautiful person, what is it that you need me to rescue?”

 

Zhao Qi was on the verge of tears, “Are you blind? Can’t you see Rong Tang is pinning me down and not letting me move? This isn’t exactly a romantic entanglement!”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at Zhao Qi and then at Rong Tang, watching the scene unfold with an amused expression. “I didn’t see.”

 

Rong Tang met Xiao Shiqing’s gaze, furrowed his brow, and continued to restrain Zhao Qi.

 

Zhao Qi gave up seeking help from Xiao Shiqing and shouted, “Someone come!”

 

The guards stationed outside rushed in, holding onto the hilts of their swords. “Your Majesty?”

 

“Quickly, get Young Master Rong off me!”

 

“Yes!” The guards moved to step forward, but Xiao Shiqing cast a barely perceptible glance at them. Suddenly, the guards halted, standing obediently behind Xiao Shiqing, not daring to make a move.

 

Zhao Qi: “…” As an emperor, he felt utterly humiliated. While everyone in the palace appeared to respect and obey him, it was clear that in their hearts, the Prime Minister’s words were the real decree.

 

Xiao Shiqing took a sip of tea and said, “As far as I know, Young Master Rong is still recovering from an illness and has been bedridden for a long time. This is precisely a good time for Your Majesty to show your affection for the beauty. I ask that Your Majesty allow me to stay here and observe, so I can learn from Your Majesty’s example.”

 

Zhao Qi’s face turned red with frustration, “Xiao Shiqing, stop making jokes…”

 

Xiao Shiqing set down his cup, his tone suddenly turning cold. “If you can’t even push away a sickly person, how useless are you? Get off the bed immediately!”

 

Stimulated by his words, Zhao Qi jolted and used all his strength to push Rong Tang. Exhausted from the prolonged struggle and his illness, Rong Tang was caught off guard and fell to the side, breaking into a fit of coughs that reddened his face.

 

Panicking, Zhao Qi jumped off the bed but lost his balance, tumbling straight into Xiao Shiqing’s embrace. From one scent of medicinal herbs to another of ink, the scene became quite awkward. He looked up into Xiao Shiqing’s ice-cold eyes and blurted out, “The Prime Minister was reviewing memorials before arriving, right?”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked back at him, “No.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“The lampshades in the Hall of Diligent Administration were removed by Your Majesty. How could I review memorials?”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

Xiao Shiqing looked down at Zhao Qi’s hand resting on his shoulder and asked, “Has Your Majesty had enough of hugging?”

 

Zhao Qi quickly withdrew his hand, “Yes, enough.”

 

Xiao Shiqing patted his official robe as if something dirty had gotten on it. “Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager will soon finalize the list of candidates for the empress with me. Before that, please…” He glanced at Rong Tang, who was disheveled. “Exercise some restraint.”

 

“I didn’t, I didn’t! It was Rong Tang who…” Zhao Qi hesitated, swallowing the rest of his words. In front of the guards, he simply couldn’t bring himself to admit to Xiao Shiqing that he had been pretending to tease and ended up being restrained. It was too embarrassing, even though his dignity had long been lost.

 

Rong Tang managed to stop coughing, his eyes calm and emotionless, as if the events unfolding had nothing to do with him, a stark contrast to his earlier aggressive demeanor. Zhao Qi looked at him, feeling extremely troubled and unsure how to handle the situation.

 

“Forget it,” Zhao Qi said, “you should rest and take your medicine. I’ll leave now.”

 

Rong Tang said nothing, and Xiao Shiqing added, “Your Majesty, take care.”

 

“Are you not leaving, Prime Minister?”

 

Xiao Shiqing replied, “Does Your Majesty think I came to the study to rescue you?”

 

Zhao Qi was a bit confused, “If not, then why?”

 

Rong Tang said淡淡地, “The Prime Minister means he came to see me.”

 

Zhao Qi glanced at Xiao Shiqing and then at Rong Tang, alarm bells ringing in his mind. In the original novel “The Boundless Da Jing,” Xiao Shiqing and Rong Tang had several private conversations, all revolving around one person—Prince Zhao Tong.

 

Rong Tang was fully devoted to Zhao Tong. He knew that Xiao Shiqing was the greatest obstacle to Zhao Tong’s ascension to the throne and had repeatedly hinted for him to switch sides, abandon the ineffective emperor, and support Zhao Tong. Xiao Shiqing had feigned cooperation due to his gratitude to the Empress Dowager, until her death.

 

Now, with Xiao Shiqing taking the initiative to approach Rong Tang, could it be that he is contemplating rebellion? Has he really harbored a grudge against Zhao Qi for removing the lampshades and decided to betray them?

 

… It can’t be.

 

Xiao Shiqing saw Zhao Qi standing still and asked, “Your Majesty, aren’t you leaving?”

 

Zhao Qi hesitated for a moment and said, “I’ll leave right away.”

 

As soon as Zhao Qi walked out of the Drunken Book Studio, he stopped and looked back.

 

Jiang Dehai said, “Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi said, “No, I need to go back and check. You don’t need to follow; just wait for me here.” He couldn’t let Xiao Shiqing be taken away by Zhao Tong so quickly. Empress Dowager Wen was right; Da Jing couldn’t do without Xiao Shiqing, and if he wanted to sit comfortably on the throne, he needed Xiao Shiqing.

 

Zhao Qi circled back to the Drunken Book Studio through the back door. There happened to be a window left open. He hid behind it and could see Rong Tang and Xiao Shiqing sitting face to face.

 

Xiao Shiqing had a faint smile on his lips as he said, “Should I say that Zhao Qi is deeply devoted to you, or should I say he’s as dumb as a pig? Almost dying on your bed last time, and today almost repeating the same mistake—this is quite an eye-opener.”

 

Rong Tang’s face was pale, but his lips were more vividly red than usual. “If possible, Rong Tang would like to let the Prime Minister taste the Emperor’s ‘deep devotion’.”

 

Xiao Shiqing casually replied, “As for the fact that you tried to poison Zhao Qi, Zhao Qi didn’t inform me or the Empress Dowager. If he had, do you think you’d still be alive to speak with me now?”

 

Rong Tang showed little reaction. “Then how did the Prime Minister find out?”

 

Xiao Shiqing chuckled, “When I want to know something, I naturally find out.”

 

Rong Tang nodded, “Indeed. Everyone in the palace knows that the chair you sit on during court meetings is the real Dragon Throne of Da Jing.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s smile faded slightly, and he tapped the table with his fingers, saying nonchalantly, “Are you afraid I’m too comfortable? Unfortunately, this won’t reach the Empress Dowager’s ears. Even if it did, I wouldn’t care.”

 

Rong Tang’s eyes darkened. “Xiao Shiqing, you are well-read. You know very well that as long as Zhao Qi sits on the throne, Da Jing will never have peace.”

 

Zhao Qi’s heart sank. It was just as he had thought—Rong Tang wanted to undermine him for Zhao Tong.

 

Xiao Shiqing said lazily, “Who sits on the throne is none of my concern as long as he doesn’t interfere with my matters. Why should I oppose him?”

 

“But Zhao Qi does not involve himself in state affairs. What about the Empress Dowager? The Empress Dowager indulges Zhao Qi excessively and turns a blind eye to his wrongdoing. Even if Zhao Qi wanted to set off a fire and play with the feudal lords, the Empress Dowager would light the match for him.”

 

“Enough.” Xiao Shiqing said coldly, “Your hatred for Zhao Qi is your own issue and has nothing to do with me.”

 

Rong Tang sighed lightly, “Cough… It seems the Prince of Huai misjudged the Prime Minister.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow, “By the way, before the Prince of Huai headed north, he specifically asked me to look after you in the palace. It’s no wonder you are so devoted to him. If Zhao Qi had even a tenth of his charisma, I’m afraid you would have fallen for him long ago.”

 

Rong Tang’s voice was heavy, “Haha, if that day truly comes, I hope the Prime Minister will grant me a cup of poison to make my death more thorough.”

 

Xiao Shiqing said ambiguously, “For the Prince of Huai’s sake, I won’t pursue your intention to commit regicide this time. Consider it a one-time exception.”

 

“Do you care about Zhao Qi’s life or death?”

 

“If he dies, I will have quite a bit of trouble. Moreover…” Xiao Shiqing squinted his eyes, “Since he almost got poisoned last time, he seems to have changed from the past.”

 

“And so?” Rong Tang was indifferent, “Zhao Qi is always Zhao Qi.”

 

Zhao Qi, listening from his hiding spot, felt heavy-hearted. On his way back to his sleeping quarters, he encountered the beauties of the inner palace running in circles. These beauties, kept in seclusion, rarely left the palace. Suddenly running like this, they were all disheveled and breathless. Zhao Qi felt sorry for them and had them run five more laps.

 

In the evening, Zhao Qi went to Ci’an Palace to have dinner with Empress Dowager Wen. Empress Dowager Wen said, “Qi’er, the Prime Minister gave me a list today, filled with talented and beautiful noble girls. They all seem quite good.”

 

Zhao Qi replied, “Oh.”

 

“I was thinking of finding an excuse to invite these girls into the palace in a few days, so you can take a look and choose one you like.”

 

“Thank you, Mother.”

 

“…” Empress Dowager Wen put down her chopsticks and asked, “Qi’er, what’s wrong? Did the Prime Minister anger you again?”

 

Zhao Qi asked seriously, “Mother, do you really trust Xiao Shiqing with all your heart?”

 

Empress Dowager Wen’s expression changed slightly, and she tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Why are you asking this suddenly?”

 

“I… I just don’t like him,” Zhao Qi offered a reason that fit the dog emperor persona. “It’s because you’re too protective of him; he doesn’t see me as the Emperor at all.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen said, “Shiqing has grown up under my watch, and I know him well.”

 

“Does the Empress Dowager think he’s a good person?”

 

“No, he isn’t,” Empress Dowager Wen said meaningfully. “Precisely because he isn’t, I have to use him. Besides, who else can I use besides him?”

 

Zhao Qi was left speechless.

 

Empress Dowager Wen continued, “The Xiao family is a venerable clan in the capital, with a history even longer than that of the Da Jing. Duke Xiao commands two hundred thousand troops, and his wife is a close friend of mine. If I don’t make use of their son, what will they think? Qi’er, you must understand, our survival to this day is not thanks to the late emperor’s will, but rather—thanks to the Xiao family.”

 

“Mother…”

 

“Now that there’s no one else around, let me speak frankly. As long as the Xiao family remains on our side, your throne will be secure. Otherwise…” Empress Dowager Wen smiled bitterly, “Qi’er, from the moment you ascended to the throne, the choice has always been in the hands of the Xiao family.”

 

The Empress Dowager’s candid words deepened Zhao Qi’s worries. Fortunately, in the original story, Xiao Shiqing only betrayed after the Empress Dowager’s death, so she never saw her son’s tragic end.

 

“I understand,” Zhao Qi said. “Don’t worry, Mother. I won’t oppose the Prime Minister any longer.”

 

Empress Dowager Wen looked at Zhao Qi for a long while, her expression softening somewhat. “I only hope that, after I’m gone, someone will be there to protect you.”

 

Leaving the Ci’an Palace, Zhao Qi made up his mind not to let Prince Huai, Zhao Tong, succeed in poaching. He thought for a moment and instructed, “Lao Jiang, have the Imperial Kitchen prepare some good pastries.”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, you just finished dinner. Are you hungry again?”

 

“No, I’m going to feed the Prime Minister.”

 

Jiang Dehai was puzzled. “??? ”

 

“Also, bring the lampshade I took from the Qinzhen Hall last time.”

 

Inside the Qinzhen Hall, Xiao Shiqing was discussing official transfers with the Minister of Personnel when a eunuch announced outside, “The Emperor has arrived—”

 

The Minister of Personnel was taken aback. “Why is the Emperor here at the Qinzhen Hall?”

 

Xiao Shiqing casually threw the memorial aside and said, “Receive the Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi entered the hall and said, “Prime Minister, I’m here to return the lamp…” Seeing another official standing beside Xiao Shiqing, Zhao Qi quickly changed his words, “I’m here to see if you’ve been working well.”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled lightly and, along with the Minister of Personnel, saluted Zhao Qi.

 

“No need for formalities,” Zhao Qi said with a straight face. “Am I interrupting?”

 

“No, the Minister is about to leave.”

 

The Minister of Personnel hurriedly said, “I take my leave, Your Majesty.”

 

After the Minister left, Xiao Shiqing said, “Your Majesty, please feel free to look around.”

 

“Huh?” Zhao Qi was puzzled. “Look at what?”

 

“Didn’t you come to see if I’ve been working well?”

 

Zhao Qi was embarrassed. “I was just… saying that casually.”

 

“Oh?” Xiao Shiqing observed Zhao Qi, waiting for him to continue.

 

Under Xiao Shiqing’s scrutinizing gaze, Zhao Qi awkwardly admitted, “I came to return the lampshade.”

 

Xiao Shiqing glanced at the lampshade in Jiang Dehai’s hands. “Just put it down.”

 

“And,” Zhao Qi lowered his eyes, “I have some pastries here. If you’re hungry, you can have some.” Eat my pastries and be a good Prime Minister from now on. Don’t think about rebellion, okay?

 

Xiao Shiqing looked at him and slowly smiled. “The Emperor is becoming more and more different each day. One would think someone else was inside the Emperor.”

 

Zhao Qi’s hand hidden in his sleeve tightened slightly. “It’s because Mother scolded me that I…”

 

Xiao Shiqing understood. “So the Emperor was coerced.”

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head. “Mother said that she and your mother were good friends, so I should consider you as a brother.”

 

Xiao Shiqing, intrigued, asked, “And does the Emperor wish to?”

 

Zhao Qi said awkwardly, “For Mother’s sake, I’m willing to try.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded. “Speaking of which, I am five years older than the Emperor. If we were to address each other as brothers, what should the Emperor call me?”

 

Zhao Qi thought for a moment and tentatively said, “Elder… Brother?”


T/N: There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 19 – Transformation

Chapter 19: Transformation

 

Of course, Su Muluo couldn’t bear to leave the little black dragon hanging outside all night, so he brought it back inside after just a half minute.

 

The little black dragon lay listlessly in his palm, looking pitiful and innocent.

 

Su Muluo knew it was pretending and wasn’t moved. He said, “Next time you pluck my feather, I’ll pinch your tail.”

 

The little black dragon: “Aww!”

 

It really didn’t pluck the feather!

 

Su Muluo raised an eyebrow: “It couldn’t have fallen out on its own, right?”

 

The little black dragon glanced at him cautiously.

 

“Squeak.”

 

Indeed, it had.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

Impossible!

 

He had just lost feathers yesterday!

 

Su Muluo felt frustrated. Previously, he only lost feathers once every hundred years, and only one or two at a time. Now, he had lost feathers two days in a row, four in total!

 

Unhappy, he rubbed the little black dragon’s belly.

 

The little black dragon clung to his finger, whining softly.

 

You blame me and tied me up.

 

“Tied you up because you took advantage of me,” Su Muluo said confidently. “Who told you to do that.”

 

However, the feather issue was troubling, and there were two strange things.

 

Why was he so tired today?

 

Why did he revert to his original form while sleeping?

 

Su Muluo thought for a while but couldn’t figure it out, so he poked the little black dragon, saying, “It’s all your fault.”

 

The little black dragon had been sleepy recently, and its scales itched. Su Muluo had suspected they were somehow linked, and it seemed to be true.

 

The little black dragon looked at him with a slightly resentful gaze but accepted the blame.

 

Su Muluo carefully put away the fallen feather, feeling a bit distressed, and placed it in a small pouch. “If I lose a feather every day, I’ll end up bald.”

 

The little black dragon nuzzled him comfortingly and let out a soft whimper.

 

Can we transform back?

 

Su Muluo met the little black dragon’s gaze, asking, “You just want to take advantage of me again?”

 

The little black dragon immediately shook its head.

 

Su Muluo suspiciously stared at it for a few seconds, thinking if the dragon dared to misbehave, he would peck it.

 

Then he transformed back to his original form.

 

A beautiful phoenix landed on the bed, gracefully folding his snowy white feathers, staring at the little black dragon with ruby-like eyes.

 

The little black dragon circled the phoenix once before diving into his soft feathers.

 

Phoenix: “?”

 

At first, he thought the little black dragon just liked his feathers, but he soon realized the dragon was pointing out a specific spot. Lowering his head, he preened that area.

 

In the next moment, the phoenix was pleasantly surprised to find fine down feathers growing under his long, snowy feathers.

 

It turned out he wasn’t going bald but was entering a molting period!

 

But why was he still molting at eighteen hundred years old?

 

While pleased, the phoenix was also puzzled, but since he wasn’t truly losing feathers and wouldn’t go bald, he happily transformed back to human form, kissed the little black dragon, and held it in his hand.

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

The little black dragon immediately clung to Su Muluo’s hand, letting out a soft whimper.

 

It wanted another kiss!

 

“No,” Su Muluo said with a smile. “Just one.”

 

For someone who had been terrified about losing feathers yesterday, nothing was more delightful than seeing the fallen feathers grow back. Thus, even the little black dragon, who had taken advantage of him earlier, seemed much cuter. Su Muluo gave its little head a rub.

 

The little black dragon whimpered, still hoping for a kiss from its phoenix. Seeing that the phoenix was unwilling, it curled up in a small ball, swishing its tail in disappointment.

 

Well, one kiss was fine.

 

After all, having one now meant there would definitely be more in the future.

 

Su Muluo pulled the soft blanket over both of them, covering the little black dragon as well, and said with a smile, “Sleep.”

 

The rest of the night passed peacefully. When Su Muluo woke up the next day, he inexplicably received a large sum of money and a call from Liu He.

 

“Mr. Su, did you receive the gratitude money?”

 

“What gratitude money?” Su Muluo was slightly surprised, seeing the substantial increase in his bank account. “Why are you sending me money?”

 

Liu He laughed, “Because you helped us solve the recent incident, this is our token of appreciation.”

 

Su Muluo replied, “I don’t need it; I didn’t really do much.”

 

“No, if it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have caught the culprit so quickly, and I wouldn’t have made it out of the red umbrella safely,” Liu He insisted. “If it were someone from the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings , they would receive a certain amount of remuneration after each case. Even though you haven’t joined the Bureau, you’ve helped us a lot. So, it’s only right and proper for us to show our gratitude.”

 

She spoke earnestly and straightforwardly, fearing that Su Muluo might refuse. Before he could say anything, she loudly shouted, “Thank you!” and then hung up.

 

Su Muluo: “…”

 

It seemed the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings was determined to make him accept this money. Although they had previously agreed that he would assist them when needed, it was clear they didn’t want to owe him any favors before a real crisis arose.

 

That was fine too. Su Muluo looked at the transferred amount, realizing it was enough to cover at least half a year’s rent and expenses. He felt a bit emotional.

 

It seemed joining the Bureau of Extraordinary Beings was a quicker way to make money.

 

But on second thought, he still preferred running a café. It was relaxed and he could arrange his time as he pleased.

 

After all, he came to the human city to experience life. Making money was secondary. If it came down to it, he could easily sell a feather or two and never lack for money.

 

“Squeak.”

 

The little black dragon lazily sprawled on the pillow, yawning. Su Muluo scratched its chin, letting it curl around his wrist while he got up to wash up in the bathroom.

 

The café had been closed for the past couple of days. Today, there were several customers waiting, including one who wanted to add Su Muluo on WeChat. “Boss, I’ve come twice when you were closed. How about adding me on WeChat so you can notify me when you’re open?”

 

“I don’t have WeChat,” Su Muluo replied, even though he did have it. He declined to prevent the little black dragon from getting jealous. “I was busy the past few days. Barring any unforeseen events, the café will be open every day at ten.”

 

“Alright,” the customer didn’t push further and looked at the drink menu with anticipation. “I’ll have a special coffee, half sugar!”

 

Over time, Su Muluo’s café had gained some reputation. His special coffee tasted great, had a short treatment period (?), and worked quickly. It had already spread among some company colleagues, becoming a favorite among middle-aged office workers.

 

Business was good today, with seven or eight customers seated in the shop. Su Muluo busied himself serving coffee. After taking a seat, he pinched the little black dragon’s tiny horns, saying, “Grow up quickly and work for me.”

 

The little black dragon whimpered, suddenly feeling its scales itch again. It lay down in Su Muluo’s palm, asking for a scratch.

 

Su Muluo lightly scratched the little black dragon’s scales. Just then, another customer walked in. Su Muluo thought about putting the little black dragon in his pocket but, seeing how itchy it was, couldn’t bring himself to do it. He continued scratching it, letting the customer approach the counter.

 

The new customer was a young man in his early twenties, sporting a black earring and looking rather listless. His eyes lit up slightly upon seeing the little black dragon in Su Muluo’s hand. “How cute, what is that?”

 

The little black dragon had buried its head in Su Muluo’s palm, hiding its little horns and pretending to be a small snake.

 

While scratching the little black dragon, Su Muluo casually replied, “A toy loach.”

 

The little black dragon: “…”

 

“Isn’t it a toy snake?” The young man curiously leaned in, clearly very interested in the little black dragon. “Where can I buy one? I want one too.”

 

Su Muluo said, “I bought it years ago, can’t remember where.” He then smiled slightly and asked, “What would you like to drink?”

 

This was to change the subject. The young man, disappointed at not getting the answer he wanted, reverted to his previous listlessness and said, “Special coffee, please. I heard from friends that your special coffee is really good.”

 

He then took out some cash and handed it to Su Muluo.

 

Su Muluo accepted the cash. Nowadays, young people rarely used cash. But some non-human newcomers to the city without IDs had to use cash.

 

Su Muluo discreetly examined the young man, finding no trace of demonic aura, and said, “Please find a seat.”

 

The young man glanced at the little black dragon again, reluctantly left the counter, and chose a corner seat.

 

After the young man left, Su Muluo quietly pinched the little black dragon.

 

The little black dragon looked up at him, puzzled, “Aww?”

 

Su Muluo: “Look at you, causing trouble.”

 

The little black dragon: “???”

 

The little black dragon looked at its phoenix, utterly confused.

 

It was just an innocent little dragon!

 

And it had just been called a toy loach!

 

Su Muluo looked at the little black dragon’s bewildered reaction and smiled slightly. “Doesn’t matter, it’s your fault anyway.”

 

Despite his words, he continued scratching the little black dragon until it was no longer itchy, then made a special cup of coffee for the young man.

 

When the coffee was brought over, the young man looked at the exquisite cup before him without much expectation and took a sip.

 

The moment the coffee entered his mouth, his expression changed instantly.

 

It was delicious!

 

What kind of coffee was this? Why was it so good?!

 

The young man stared at the coffee in disbelief for a while, then carefully took another sip.

 

Still delicious!

 

“Boss!” he immediately said, “Can I have another cup?”

 

“Sorry,” Su Muluo replied, “You can only buy one cup per day.”

 

The young man was stunned and asked, “Even if I pay more?”

 

Su Muluo shook his head.

 

The young man, disappointed, touched the earring by his ear and dejectedly sat back down.

 

Su Muluo looked at the young man, feeling that something was off. He seemed different from ordinary people… but there was no demonic aura on him, so he wasn’t a demon.

 

However, as long as the other party didn’t cause trouble, Su Muluo wouldn’t interfere.

 

The day passed like this. At seven in the evening, Su Muluo closed the shop, opened a can of cat food for Qiansui, and returned to his rented apartment with the little black dragon.

 

In the afternoon, the little black dragon’s scales had been itchy for a long time, and it kept rubbing against Su Muluo’s hand. After Su Muluo finished scratching it, the little dragon got sleepy, curled up into a small ball, and fell asleep holding its own tail.

 

It slept from the afternoon until the evening. Su Muluo looked at the little black dragon in his hand, which he couldn’t wake up, and frowned.

 

What was going on?

 

At eight in the evening, Su Muluo finished his bath and gently placed the still-sleeping little black dragon on the pillow, lying down to watch it.

 

The little black dragon, already small, looked even smaller curled up asleep. Su Muluo gently stroked it. Perhaps sensing his presence in its sleep, the little black dragon let out a small hum, turned over, and softly hugged him.

 

A trace of a smile appeared in Su Muluo’s eyes, and his tense mood relaxed a bit. The little black dragon still responded to him in its dreams, which meant there should be nothing wrong.

 

After a while, Su Muluo seemed to catch the little black dragon’s sleepiness, and he started to feel drowsy, his eyes struggling to stay open.

 

Not wanting to fall asleep so soon, he watched over the little black dragon for a while longer. But as he grew sleepier, he eventually changed his position, cradled the little black dragon in his hand, and drifted off to sleep.

 

Because he was worried about the little black dragon, Su Muluo didn’t sleep well that night, dozing fitfully until the latter half of the night when an arm wrapped around his waist, gently holding him.

 

Half-asleep, Su Muluo felt himself nestled in a man’s arms, breathing in a familiar scent that made him feel very safe.

 

The autumn night was cold, but the man’s embrace was warm. Instinctively, Su Muluo burrowed into the embrace, like a cat seeking a cozy blanket.

 

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

 

Why was there someone in his bed?

 

Who was this person holding him?

 

Su Muluo woke up instantly and opened his eyes—


T/N: Hello hello! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 177 – His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan (Extra 2.1)

Chapter 177 – His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan (Extra 2.1)

 

Jian Luo, the young prince, was a prominent figure at school. Whether on Earth or among the Dragon Clan, he seemed to carry a golden aura wherever he went. It’s worth noting that these young princes had excellent personalities. They were very polite and friendly towards others, although their temperaments varied greatly.

 

Lu Chengyin was the most sunny and friendly. He was extremely popular and everyone wanted to be close to this sunny boy. Even in school, wherever he went, a group of people followed him, and he even had a fan club.

 

Lu Chengyu, on the other hand, had a very cold personality, as cold as an iceberg. People who approached him felt frozen in place. Lu Chengqi was very clever, not as cold as his elder brother. In school, he also got along well with everyone, but perhaps because of his intelligence, there was always a certain distance perceived between him and others.

 

 

School

 

“I think Chengyin is in love.”

 

“Do you think so too?”

 

“Yeah, a few days ago he suddenly asked me how to make a man happy.”

 

A group of students gathered gossiping. Outside, there was some commotion and noise. They turned around and saw a boy walking towards them. He was tall, with handsome features resembling Lu Shifeng to a considerable extent, but while Marshal Lu was always noble and elegant, this young prince exuded a natural and masculine aura.

 

Today, he was holding something in his hands.

 

When the students saw him, they surrounded him: “What does Chengyin have?”

 

Lu Heizai held a small medicine box in his arms and said, “I’m delivering medicine to someone.”

 

‼️⁉️⁉️

 

The students exchanged glances, each seeing different emotions in each other’s eyes—some shocked, some resistant and unable to accept, and others burning with gossip curiosity. One person directly asked, “Who are you giving it to?”

 

This was quite rare. Who could have made Lu Chengyin act like this?

 

Lu Heizai said, “To Chengyu. He got injured during training yesterday, so I’m taking him some medicine.”

 

“……”

 

The gazes of the crowd gradually became somewhat lackluster.

 

“Did any of you see Chengyu today?” Lu Heizai put down his backpack. “He came to school on his own this morning. Did anyone see where he went?”

 

The class monitor said, “It seems he went to the training hall.”

 

A hint of what looked like annoyance flashed across Lu Heizai’s face. “Got it.”

 

He strode out, leaving the classmates to ponder the meaning of life. So Lu Chengyin wasn’t in love after all. Was that younger boy his brother?

 

 

Training Grounds

 

Early in the morning, when there weren’t many people around, a simulated battle machine opened, and someone sat up inside, wiping their face with a towel.

 

“Bang!”

 

The door was forcefully pushed open.

 

A figure strode in like a shooting star, accompanied by Heizai-style grumbling: “Lu Chengyu, are you still not seeing eye to eye with your brother? Why didn’t you wait for me this morning? Are you getting too big for your boots? Why didn’t you tell your brother you were hurt? Why did you come to training when you’re injured? Do you want me to tell Dad?!”

 

Lu Chengyu paused in his actions, lazily tossed the towel aside, and lifted his eyes to look at his somewhat silly older brother. “I didn’t want to waste time with someone who sleeps in every morning.”

 

 

Heizai was speechless. “Who sleeps in every morning?!”

 

Lu Chengyu chuckled softly.

 

“I heard you hurt your ankle.”

 

Lu Heizai sat down beside the simulated battle machine and naturally began to inspect the injury. His younger siblings didn’t have particularly robust health. Lu Chengyu seemed to inherit many traits from their father, with softer features initially, very delicate and beautiful. However, he could be cold, his demeanor transforming him into an icy beauty, terrifyingly cold yet still delicate and ruthless, with a body as fragile as Jian Luo’s.

 

Lu Chengyu was not very interested. “Are you kidding me? The Dragon Clan’s self-healing ability is strong. It’ll be fine by this afternoon.”

 

“This medicine is different!” Lu Heizai gestured to the medicine box. “Applying this will numb the pain. Waiting for self-healing would be quite painful.”

 

Lu Chengyu smirked ambiguously. “Who do you think is afraid of pain like you?”

 

Lu Heizai was annoyed and embarrassed. “Lu Chengyu, you better watch it. Don’t push me to beat you up.”

 

Lu Chengyu looked sternly at him, but his actions were unexpectedly gentle as he applied the medicine to himself. He wasn’t in pain, but he furrowed his brows slightly, making it seem like his leg was broken.

 

Just like Dad, always worrying unnecessarily.

 

Lu Chengyu scorned his irrational brother, but his expression softened considerably. Leaning lazily against the simulated battle pod, he drawled, “Sure.”

 

The two chatted for a while until a slender figure appeared at the door of the training room. She wore a long robe school uniform, her features lively and cute. Her white hair was tied up with a few strands falling gently around her temples, giving her a literary and quiet demeanor. She wore glasses with gold frames, not ordinary glasses—only two pairs existed in the world: one worn by the wealthy Nie Ban and the other on Lu Chengqi’s face.

 

“Couldn’t find you two anywhere.” Lu Chengqi pursed her lips, carrying a lunchbox. “You ran off so fast this morning. Dad asked me to bring breakfast for you.”

 

Lu Heizai was excited. “What did Dad make today?”

 

“Spicy soup.” Dragons loved spicy food. “And xiaolongbao, both meat and vegetarian. There were side dishes too, but Dad said seeing how hurried you two were, you probably weren’t hungry, so I didn’t pack them.”

 

“……” Lu Heizai teared up. He loved side dishes the most, sniffing sadly.

 

The two brothers divided the buns and ate them. Lu Chengqi inspected her elder brother’s wound and chatted and played for a while. From a very long time ago, they had been inseparable. They were willing to communicate and interact with others as their father had advised, but it all seemed like a formality. They still only had each other.

 

As the years passed, they gradually found their own paths, but their deep bond remained unchanged.

 

Lu Heizai munched on a bun and said, “My mentor is starting an internship recently, so I’ll be heading to the lab area for school these days. You two take care of yourselves.”

 

His younger siblings paused, then asked, “What internship?”

 

“Experimental. Not just me, but students from other schools too. I’m the president of the student council, so I have to organize activities.” Lu Heizai grabbed a bun from his brother to eat. “Will you come?”

 

The younger siblings exchanged a glance and nodded in unison. “No.”

 

……

 

No one took this union seriously. Except for one person who sensed something amiss: Lu Chengyu. He knew his silly brother well enough to notice any anomaly. Feeling something was off because his silly brother hadn’t been sleeping in.

 

Lu Chengyu squinted. “Is the union keeping you busy?”

 

“Hmm?” Lu Heizai had just finished washing up and hadn’t even properly fastened his tie. He shrugged nonchalantly. “Nope, it’s that a classmate of ours is facing some difficulties. It takes her a long time to get to our school every day, and she’s getting along well with us. I’ll take her along later; she’s really pitiful.”

 

Lu Chengyu stood up, calmly approached his brother, and gently fixed his tie with a few movements of his fresh fingers. He murmured softly, “The union?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Lu Heizai smiled brightly, “Can you help out?”

 

Lu Chengyu’s eyes slightly darkened. Without saying much, he simply nodded, “Go ahead.”

 

Next, what I discovered was the clever little sister. Previously, around noon, the older brother would always go out of his way to drag her to the cafeteria for lunch. Afterwards, the second brother would start being picky about food, causing the older brother to explode in anger.

 

But today at noon, something happened. She received only one message: “Remember to go eat, I’m not going to the cafeteria today.” 

 

Sender — Lu Chengyin

 

The clever little girl read the message repeatedly, squinted, and then went to find the second brother. She said in one sentence, “Is he in love?”

 

Lu Chengyu put down his book. “What do you think?”

 

 

The little sister choked up for a moment; she felt her brother seemed temporarily lacking in brain cells.

 

“Maybe I’m just overthinking it,” Lu Chengqi sighed. “He doesn’t seem to have that kind of mindset.”

 

“No, he doesn’t.”

 

Lu Chengyu raised an eyebrow, sat back in his chair with his legs crossed on the table, an extremely arrogant posture. His eyes were filled with coldness. “But that girl might.”

 

 

Under the blazing sun, two people sat beneath a wisteria tree.

 

The boy was handsome and sunny, while the girl beside him was petite and charming. The two of them sat there sharing a piece of bread, a scene that looked incredibly beautiful no matter how you looked at it.

 

The girl blushed slightly. “Thank you, Brother Chengyin. I’ve been having some financial difficulties and can’t afford cafeteria meals. I was worried about being looked down upon for bringing my own lunch, but you’ve been taking care of me and keeping me company.”

 

“It’s nothing,” Lu Heizai replied candidly. “Just let me take care of you guys. And don’t worry, bringing your own lunch is perfectly fine. Look, I bring my own too, and no one looks down on me.”

 

The girl lowered her eyes. “You’re good.”

 

Lu Heizai chuckled awkwardly. “Just okay.”

 

The girl pursed her lips and spontaneously handed him a piece of bread, creating intimacy. She had put a lot of effort into entering this prestigious school. If it weren’t for this social event, someone like her, from a lower class, would never have had the chance to meet aristocrats. She had already inquired that Lu Chengyin, the young master of the Dragon Clan, was kind-hearted and friendly, but also held a prestigious status, truly a golden turtle in every sense.

 

As long as she captured him, wouldn’t she then have wealth and prosperity?

 

She knew Lu Chengyin was kind, so she tried hard to appear gentle and pitiable, meticulously creating opportunities for private moments. If everything went according to plan, power and wealth would be within her grasp. The more she thought about it, the happier she felt, until she heard a voice not far away: “Brother.”

 

At the edge of the woods stood two people, exuding an air of respect, smiling warmly at them. The girl’s eyes met theirs, and for some reason, she felt a sense of being surrounded by a murderous aura, especially from the boy who glanced at her, pressing down with a powerful pressure that rendered her unable to move.

 

Lu Chengyu came over. “What are you doing?”

 

Lu Heizai hadn’t expected to see his younger brother. He stood up and switched to lecture mode. “Lu Chengyu, why aren’t you eating in the cafeteria? What are you doing here? And you’re even bringing your sister along, not eating. Do you know you’re still growing? I sent you a message and you didn’t listen. See, I caught you, didn’t I?”


T/N: Hope you enjoyed the side stories as much as I did!!! Just a few more before this series is really over~

Hope you’re having a good day! Drink water and make sure to sleep early! (>w<)/

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If you like cats, check out Revenge of the Garfield

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What about the perfect, most non-toxic male lead ever? Laws of Love

How about MC nursing ML back to health? Forced into the Deep

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Chapter 55 – Bathing in the spirit realm

Chapter 55

 

Before they could react, both of them were drawn into the illusion.

 

The scene before them rapidly shifted. The foggy surroundings gradually became clear, revealing two thatched huts at the foot of the mountain, swaying precariously in the wind and rain.

 

Upon seeing the familiar thatched huts, Haowei’s heart skipped a beat, as if a hand had gripped his throat, making it hard to breathe.

 

This was the place where he and Si Lan’s wisp of spirit once resided.

 

He glanced sideways and noticed that at some point, Si Lan had disappeared from his side.

 

In the void of the illusion, he was suspended alone, watching the scene of the pouring rain.

 

He slowly approached the huts, and the dark figure sitting on the threshold became clearer.

 

The little fool didn’t know how to tie his hair, so it was simply tied behind him with a piece of gray cloth. His eyes were red, as if he had just cried, and they were wet, staring unblinkingly at the heavy rain.

 

This illusion could make one see the deepest regrets in their heart.

 

For Haowei, the greatest regret was not returning to find the little fool back then.

 

Even though he could break free from the illusion and return to reality at any moment, he wanted to keep watching. He wanted to know what had happened to the little fool after he left and to see the final outcome of this regret.

 

The rain continued to pour, making the huts sway. The little fool, lost in thought, got up, put on a straw hat, and stumbled into the rain towards the mountain.

 

Haowei almost called out to him, but the moment he opened his mouth, he remembered that if he really did, he might get trapped in this illusion, so he held back and silently followed the little fool.

 

The rain, mixed with mud and rocks, flowed down the mountain path. The little fool, caught off guard, was knocked down by the mudslide. His knee was scr4p3d, and the strong wind blew off his hat, which was only held in place by the strap around his neck.

 

Grabbing onto the wild grass on the ground to steady himself, the little fool didn’t bother to put the hat back on. Seeing another wave of mudslide coming, he hugged a nearby tree, clinging to it tightly as tears and rain mixed on his face, making his aggrieved expression barely visible in the misty rain.

 

This made Haowei clench his fists involuntarily, closing his eyes in unspeakable pain.

 

Really foolish.

 

Why run into the mountains in such heavy rain?

 

After the mudslide passed, the little fool used the wild grass and thorns on the ground to steady himself and slowly crawled to the middle of the mountain, his face showing a joyful expression. He reached out to part the grass, revealing a dark cave entrance.

 

Seeing the cave, Haowei suddenly understood.

 

He had come to the cave looking for him, thinking he would take shelter here in the rain, unaware that he had long since left.

 

Haowei had told him many times that he was going to join the army, yet he still couldn’t remember.

 

Well, he was just a little fool, it wasn’t fair to expect too much from him.

 

The little fool didn’t find Haowei in the cave but met the Taixu Divine Lord instead. Haowei didn’t know what the Taixu Divine Lord had said to him, but the little fool didn’t leave the cave that night. He just hugged a wooden doll and curled up as if waiting for Haowei to return.

 

Haowei couldn’t bear to watch any longer. Turning his head away, the scene before him changed again.

 

It was still the thatched hut, but the little fool’s wisp of spirit seemed to be called away, about to vanish. He seemed to sense it, reaching out to grab the wooden doll with Haowei’s face carved on it. But his body suddenly convulsed in pain, his hand trembling as he tried to touch it, only for the wisp of spirit to turn into a brownish light and gradually disappear into the air.

 

The illusion shifted once more, now showing Lanlan’s home.

 

The man who should have been asleep woke up from the bed, his eyes dark like ink, resembling two black jades set in his pale face. Beads of sweat dotted his small nose, as if he had a nightmare. After sitting up, he stayed dazed for a long time.

 

Seeing Si Lan in this state, Haowei’s heart ached again. He wanted to reach out and touch this moment’s Si Lan, but he didn’t dare.

 

Everything before him was just a reflection of the past created by the illusion, designed to evoke inappropriate desires and make him sink into it.

 

When Si Lan woke up, Lanlan saw him and excitedly rushed to him, saying, “You’re awake?”

 

Si Lan nodded, his expression momentarily dazed, “I… was it you who saved me?”

 

“Yes, I’m your savior. You must… promise me one thing.”

 

“Alright.”

 

“I want you to marry me.”

 

Haowei saw Si Lan fall silent for a moment before slowly nodding, “Okay.”

 

The next moment was the wedding day. Si Lan was dressed in a red wedding robe, his hair tied up high with a jade crown, looking exquisitely handsome. Though he was a demonic cultivator, his aura was unmatched.

 

Haowei’s eyes stung at the sight. Clearly… it was he who had saved him and raised him for so long, yet upon waking, he was marrying another woman!

 

Moreover, he had married that woman three times, entangled for hundreds of years!

 

The more Haowei thought about it, the angrier he became, not noticing the flaw in the illusion. His eyes remained fixed on the scene where Si Lan, holding the bride’s hand, slowly walked towards the hall.

 

The officiant was chanting, “First bow to heaven and earth…”

 

“Second bow to the parents…”

 

“Husband and wife bow to each other…”

 

Haowei felt overwhelmed by the sea of red, so glaringly bright. As he reached out to cast a spell to destroy everything before him, his wrist was suddenly grasped. Turning around, he saw another Si Lan appear beside him.

 

Si Lan glanced at the scene in the illusion, frowned, and said to Haowei, “This is fake. Can’t you tell?”

 

Si Lan had also fallen into an illusion earlier, reliving the day he failed to save Luo Hui. However, he had easily seen through the illusion and escaped, finding Haowei only to see this scene now.

 

Haowei’s breath slightly restrained, he remained silent for a while before saying, “Fake?”

 

“Mhm, I didn’t marry Lanlan in the mortal realm.” The earlier illusion might have been real, but the latter part was fake, clearly meant to mess with Haowei’s mind.

 

“Then in the demon realm? You and her…” Haowei’s words stopped abruptly, his dark eyes staring at Si Lan.

 

Si Lan recalled that when Haowei was still a little white dragon, he had already explained this to him, but he didn’t expect him to still be fixated on it now.

 

He glanced at Haowei and vaguely saw a trace of black energy pass over Haowei’s forehead. Startled, he looked again carefully but saw nothing, thinking he might have imagined it.

 

He looked away and, while breaking the illusion, said, “Although Lanlan and I reached the marriage contract stage in the demon realm, something always went wrong right before the wedding night.” He felt wronged; he did nothing, yet ended up with three ex-wives.

 

Haowei remained noncommittal, his face still gloomy.

 

After Si Lan broke the illusion, the scene quickly returned to its original state. The dispersed demonic energy gathered again, filling most of the sky.

 

How strange, how did the Swastika formation break?

 

Haowei’s eyes sharpened, and he drew his long sword. At that moment, his heart was filled with a deep gloom. Encountering this lingering demonic energy gave him a chance to vent. His movements were swift, and his sword aura was like a stream of arrows, slicing the demonic energy into pieces. The pained screeches of the forming demon could be faintly heard.

 

Determined to be ruthless, even after dispersing the demonic energy, Haowei still wasn’t satisfied. He swung his sword again, slicing the tops off fifty-eight mountains. Thick smoke billowed instantly, and the terrified roars of the suppressed beasts echoed from the mountains below.

 

Si Lan looked at Haowei and seemed to see a trace of dark energy between his brows again. Just as he was about to speak, it disappeared.

 

Haowei sheathed his sword and placed the Demon Suppression Formation on the mountain peak. The beasts’ voices disappeared instantly.

 

Si Lan sensed something was wrong. Haowei’s emotions were very unstable; did the scene in the illusion affect him that much?

 

He had already explained that the wedding scene in the mortal realm was fake.

 

He initially planned to continue investigating Yuwuxia’s affairs but, seeing this situation, suggested they return to the demon realm to rest and let Haowei calm down a bit.

 

Haowei didn’t respond.

 

Along the way, Haowei remained silent, a nameless rage and resentment brewing within him. His mind kept replaying the scene of Si Lan and Lanlan’s wedding.

 

If it weren’t for him being the true dragon’s son, anyone who stole his luck and fate would face divine retribution. Si Lan and Lanlan would have long been together, sweetly in love.

 

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

 

They landed on Zhuyun Peak, where clusters of golden and silver honeysuckle swayed with the mountain breeze, blooming profusely and filling the air with fragrance, seemingly mocking his irritation.

 

He suddenly remembered that Lanlan’s third life was as a honeysuckle demon, and Si Lan had planted the entire peak with honeysuckle for her.

 

Heh.

 

It had been hundreds of years, yet Si Lan hadn’t removed them.

 

He clenched his fingers, suppressing the rising anger in his heart.

 

Si Lan sneaked a glance at him. As they walked side by side, the setting sun cast their shadows on the ground, long and thin, their sleeves brushing against each other like they were holding hands.

 

Si Lan had no idea what Haowei was thinking, only sensing his low mood and unstable breath.

 

This jealousy was intense.

 

After some thought, he decided it was necessary to have a thorough talk with him.

 

Haowei had always minded his three ex-wives. Si Lan could understand; after all, Haowei, a virtuous and pure man, being with someone who had married three times was quite unfair.

 

He tentatively reached out, his little finger seemingly accidentally brushing Haowei’s hand. Seeing no reaction, he grew bolder and directly held Haowei’s hand.

 

Haowei’s steps paused, his facial muscles tensed, and the oppressive aura around him lessened slightly, but he still seemed unapproachable and difficult to deal with.

 

Si Lan steeled himself, treating Haowei as the little white dragon, coaxing him, “Don’t be mad. When Lanlan asked me to marry her, I agreed out of gratitude. At that time, my mind was full of thoughts of revenge, with no room for romantic feelings. Later, when I returned to the mortal realm after avenging myself, fifty years had passed, and Lanlan was already seventy years old when she married me.”

 

So, naturally, he didn’t develop romantic feelings for the first-life Lanlan.

 

“In her second and third lives, I only met Lanlan once before we made the marriage contract. To my shame, my mind was still preoccupied with revenge, with no interest in love, nor did I think of cultivating feelings with Lanlan. Thus, despite our entanglement over three lives, we only met five or six times in total.”

 

“In her fourth life, she married the husband she lost early in her first life. I was actually quite relieved. If she had married me, it wouldn’t have been a happy union for either of us, as I had no romantic feelings for her.”

 

Si Lan said a lot, but Haowei’s expression remained unchanged until the last sentence, when he finally turned to look at Si Lan, his gaze slightly shifting.

 

“No romantic feelings at all?”

 

“None.”

 

Haowei wasn’t bothered by Si Lan’s three marriages but was concerned that Si Lan might have loved Lanlan or still harbored feelings for her.

 

Otherwise, Si Lan wouldn’t have gone to see Lanlan before leaving the mortal realm last time.

 

Hearing Si Lan’s words now, the gloom in his heart dissipated.

 

But these honeysuckle flowers…

 

Haowei lowered his gaze, his lips pressed into a thin line.

 

Following his gaze, Si Lan saw the honeysuckle flowers and suddenly understood, “Ah, these honeysuckle flowers, I always forgot to remove them. What flowers do you like?”

 

Haowei didn’t speak for a long time. After a while, he said nonchalantly, “No need to bother, honeysuckle flowers are fine.”

 

“Oh,” Si Lan responded, glancing sideways to see that Haowei’s expression had softened. He secretly let out a sigh of relief.

 

Dealing with a true dragon’s temperament was really tough.

 

Like serving an emperor, he had to treat Haowei with utmost care.

 

He needed to find a way to turn the tables and make Haowei follow his lead for a change.

 

At that moment, Qu Ze and Xie Li were walking towards them from the mountain. Si Lan instinctively tried to pull his hand away from Haowei’s, but Haowei took the initiative, gripping Si Lan’s hand even tighter.

 

Si Lan couldn’t shake his hand free and felt too embarrassed to make a scene, so he forced a smile and ended up standing there, holding hands with Haowei, in front of Qu Ze and Xie Li.

 

Qu Ze glanced at their joined hands, his swollen face revealing no expression. “Lord, we and the two protectors have gathered enough jade fruits.”

 

Si Lan forced a stiff smile, replying awkwardly, “Oh, really? Then you and the protectors should personally deliver them to their families and apologize.”

 

“Yes,” Qu Ze replied, lowering his head and glancing at their interlocked hands again.

 

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the overlord of the Demon Realm and the overlord of the Heavenly Realm would be walking hand-in-hand under the sunset. If he spread this news, no one would believe him, and it might even be considered the biggest lie of the year.

 

Xie Li, being more straightforward, stared at their intertwined hands with wide eyes, his small face a mix of curiosity and confusion.

 

Si Lan, too busy to care about what his little disciple was thinking, gave an awkward laugh and quickly pulled Haowei away.

 

After only a few steps, he heard Xie Li whispering to Qu Ze.

 

“Senior Brother, can holding hands like that make them have babies?”

 

“…”

 

Si Lan was speechless.

 

Haowei glanced at Si Lan, seeming even more pleased.

 

Qu Ze, half exasperated, half serious, replied, “No.”

 

“But in the stories, it says if you hold hands, then on the bed, yin and yang connect, and in eight or nine months, a child will be born. Just the other day, I heard them on the bed…”

 

Before Xie Li could finish, Qu Ze covered his mouth and dragged him away, as if fearing further disaster.

 

Si Lan suddenly realized that his habit of reading those romantic stories had influenced Xie Li, causing the young boy to “understand” so much at such a young age.

 

Talking about bed, yin and yang connecting—how embarrassing.

 

Even Si Lan, who had lived for over a thousand years, felt ashamed.

 

Secretly annoyed, Si Lan decided that Xie Li must be sent for nine hundred years of compulsory education at the Demon Hall.

 

Haowei, still holding Si Lan’s hand, noticed his flushed face and smiled even more.

 

An improper old demon lord had raised an improper little demon lord.

 

Once they returned to the main hall, Haowei finally let go of Si Lan’s hand. Si Lan felt an immense relief, though his fingers still tingled where Haowei had held them. It was strange—Haowei wasn’t a heater, so why did his touch feel so peculiar?

 

Lost in these thoughts, Si Lan noticed it was late and decided to take a bath in the hot spring at the back of the mountain. He liked to think while bathing and planned to consider how to continue investigating Yu Wuxia.

 

Out of courtesy, he asked Haowei if he wanted to join.

 

Previously, in the Eight Trigrams Formation of Extreme Sound, the proud little white dragon refused to bathe with him, so Si Lan assumed Haowei would decline this time as well. Unexpectedly, Haowei nodded in agreement.

 

Feeling uneasy, Si Lan kept on his underclothes and shrank into a corner of the spring.

 

Haowei, upon entering the clear pool, immediately transformed into his original form. The white dragon swam leisurely in the water, its scales shimmering under the moonlight. The pond was shallow but vast, larger than most lakes.

 

Watching Haowei swim so joyfully without even glancing his way, Si Lan felt it was unnecessary to be so reserved. He took off his underclothes, leaving only his inner pants, and soaked quietly in the pleasantly warm water.

 

The water, meticulously maintained by Si Lan for centuries, not only nourished the body but also enhanced beauty.

 

After circling the pond a few times, Haowei reverted to his human form, seemingly a bit self-conscious, showing only his upper body while covering his lower half with a coarse white cloth.

 

He sat beside Si Lan, resting his hands on the edge of the pool, eyes closed. Water droplets fell from his dark hair, tracing down his jawline, chest, and along his well-defined abdomen before merging into the spring water.

 

Si Lan stole a glance at him and quickly looked away.

 

The mist rising from the water created an ambiguous atmosphere between them.

 

Trying to ease the awkwardness, Si Lan said, “The moonlight is beautiful tonight.”

 

“Mm,” Haowei responded.

 

Though brief, since Si Lan had clarified his relationship with Lan Lan earlier, Haowei’s mood seemed much better.

 

The silence returned, and Si Lan sank a bit deeper into the water.

 

Suddenly, he felt something cool brushing against him underwater. Looking down, he saw a white dragon tail curling around his leg.

 

“…”

 

He couldn’t help but look up at Haowei again. Haowei still had his eyes closed, but two pink dragon horns had appeared on his forehead.

 

How odd, transforming into human form while still showing dragon horns and tail?

 

Oh, he suddenly remembered Haowei had mentioned that his dragon horns appeared when he was angry.

 

Realizing this, Si Lan couldn’t understand what had upset the little white dragon this time.

 

Just moments ago, he seemed to be happily swimming.

 

The dragon tail under the water became more intrusive, the tip curling around Si Lan’s foot. The cool, smooth scales against Si Lan’s skin sent a chill through him.

 

His mind flashed back to something he’d heard during their spiritual cultivation.

 

“There’s another one, hidden beneath the dragon scales.”

 

His gaze deepened as he looked at the dragon tail, his brows furrowing slightly. Only during their first spiritual connection had he felt two, but back then he was so dazed that his memory was unclear. He hadn’t encountered it since.

 

Haowei seemed to sense Si Lan’s gaze. His dragon tail suddenly wrapped around Si Lan’s waist and pulled him into his arms.

 

Startled, Si Lan instinctively put his arms around Haowei’s neck to steady himself.

 

Haowei opened his eyes, his dark pupils fixed on Si Lan. “Why are you staring at me?”

 

“Weren’t you the one getting close to me first?” Si Lan noticed Haowei’s dragon horns were even pinker, resembling two delicate coral branches on his smooth forehead. It was oddly amusing.

 

Was Haowei really angry?

 

He didn’t look angry at all.

 

Haowei said, “The tail just accidentally touched you.”

 

“…”

 

This guy had some nerve. Clearly, he had been teasing Si Lan with his tail for a while, yet he claimed it was accidental.

 

In a muffled voice, Si Lan retorted, “Really? If your tail is so uncontrollable, you might as well not have it.”

 

Saying this, he deliberately pinched one of Haowei’s dragon scales. Haowei’s body stiffened, and his tail doubled in size. The tail fin rose above the water’s surface, with the tip curling gently around Si Lan’s nape.

 

“I’m not lying to you.”

 

Like his dragon horns, Haowei’s tail became uncontrollable when he was aroused. The dragon horns would emerge from his forehead, and the tail would automatically seek out the person he adored.

 

The more intense his feelings, the more serious the problem became.

 

Ancient texts stated that dragons were inherently lascivious, which was not a false claim.

 

However, a true dragon would only lose control of their emotions with the one they loved. Haowei originally thought that soaking in the hot spring would not make him lose his composure, but he underestimated how intoxicating Si Lan’s scent was.

 

That sweet fragrance, mixed with the steam, entered his nostrils and seemed to merge with his very being, gradually eroding his self-control. After transforming into human form, he had kept his eyes closed, trying to avoid looking at Si Lan, which was a futile attempt to deceive himself. But he still lost his composure due to the allure.

 

Si Lan found Haowei’s thick skin quite amusing. When he was a little white dragon, he used to blush easily, but now that he was grown, he had become much bolder.

 

“You haven’t explained why you were staring at my dragon tail earlier.”

 

“Just a bit curious, that’s all.”

 

“Curious about what?” Haowei asked.

 

“…”

 

Si Lan didn’t know how to respond and didn’t notice Haowei’s dragon tail standing behind him, its scales gleaming with a silvery light, ready to move.


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Chapter 38

       On the third day of the National Day holiday, Zhan Xiusong slept in until Auntie Luo prepared lunch. After lunch, he didn’t want to go out.

       In the afternoon, Zhan Xiusong and Zhan Weiyang were playing video games on the first floor. After several rounds, he kept losing to Zhan Weiyang and immediately felt embarrassed. He threw the controller aside, said he wouldn’t play anymore, and went upstairs to take a nap.

       Zhan Xiusong went up to the second floor and looked at the balcony. He saw Zhan Weiguang had placed a lounge chair on the balcony, lying on it while basking in the sun and looking at his phone. So he walked out and said, “Are there any more chairs? I want to come and lie down too.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “No more.”

       Zhan Xiusong turned around on the balcony and said, “We should ask Uncle to buy a swing chair and put it here.”

       Zhan Weiguang said lazily, “Go and talk to my Dad yourself.”

       Zhan Xiusong leaned against the balcony fence and said, “Tell Zhan Weiyang to go and talk. Uncle will buy him whatever he wants.” After that, he smiled and added, “But he won’t buy it for you.”

       Zhan Weiguang glanced at him sideways and sneered, “Do you think I am you?”

       “What?” Zhan Xiusong didn’t understand what he meant.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I’m not a middle school student anymore. I don’t compete with my brother for favour. It’s childish.”

       Zhan Xiusong pouted.

       He seemed bored and didn’t want to take a nap, so he thought of calling Zhan Weiguang up, “Guang ge, let’s go buy milk tea.”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “No.”

       “Then go play basketball?”

       Zhan Weiguang still shook his head.

       Zhan Xiusong wailed, “The day is too boring!”

       Zhan Weiguang said to him, “Then go back.”

       Zhan Xiusong immediately said, “I’m not going back.”

       Zhan Weiguang ignored him.

       Zhan Xiusong suddenly found an empty flower pot in the middle of the circle of green plants on the edge of the balcony. He was a little surprised and asked Zhan Weiguang, “Why put an empty flower pot?”

       After a long time, Zhan Weiguang said, “I don’t know.”

       Zhan Xiusong braced his hands on the fence, lifted his slightly bulky body into the air, and stepped on the edge of the flower pot with his feet on the left and right.

       After Zhan Xiusong left, Zhan Weiyang tidied up the gaming console and controllers in the living room on the first floor, put them back into their packaging box, and then crouched down to place the box into the drawer under the TV cabinet. Only then did he go upstairs to the second floor.

       Pei Qing went back to his room to take a nap at noon, and Zhan Weiyang didn’t know if he was up or not. Zhan Weiyang thought that if Pei Qing was still sleeping, he could go and ask Pei Qing to hug him and sleep together.

       In the end, he just went up to the second floor and heard someone talking on the balcony. He turned around and saw Zhan Xiusong with his feet on his flower pot.

       “No—” Zhan Weiyang yelled, ran over in a hurry, and yelled to Zhan Xiusong, “Get down!”

       Zhan Xiusong was startled by him and looked a little dazed, “What’s wrong?”

       Zhan Weiyang was anxious and angry, “You are not allowed to step on my flower pot!”

       Zhan Xiusong looked down at the flower pot under his feet, and the glasses on his nose slid down a little. He pushed them back with his fingers and said inexplicably, “What? Why do you put an empty flower pot here?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “That’s my flower pot!”

       At this time, Zhan Weiguang also sat up straight. Although he didn’t understand Zhan Weiyang’s strange thinking, he was familiar with Zhan Weiyang’s personality, so he frowned and said to Zhan Xiusong, “Get down first.”

       Reluctantly, Zhan Xiusong responded with an ‘oh,’ using the edge of the flowerpot to push off and jump down. However, he hadn’t anticipated that at that very moment, the flowerpot would crack in the middle under the pressure of his weight.

       So when Zhan Xiusong fell to the ground with a dull sound, Zhan Weiyang’s flower pot also broke into two halves.

       Zhan Weiyang ran over in big strides, first forcefully pushing aside Zhan Xiusong who was in his way, then crouching down with a look of disbelief to inspect his flowerpot.

       Zhan Xiusong, who was so big, was pushed by him and staggered. He took two steps back and almost hit a flower pot behind him. He said angrily, “What are you mad about?”

       Zhan Weiguang stood up from the chair and looked at Zhan Weiyang squatting on the ground.

       Zhan Weiyang was very sad. He stretched out his hand to hold the cracked flower pot and tried to close it, but as soon as he let go, the flower pot would immediately split to both sides.

       Zhan Xiusong said, “It’s just a flower pot!” After saying that, he felt a little lack of confidence and unconsciously walked to Zhan Weiguang’s side, wanting to seek recognition, “Is Yang ge having an episode?”

       Zhan Weiguang glared at him fiercely, and Zhan Xiusong was shocked and dared not speak anymore.

       “Zhan Weiyang,” Zhan Weiguang said in a low voice, “It’s just a flowerpot. Just ask Zhan Xiusong to compensate you.”

       Zhan Weiyang ignored him.

       At this time, Pei Qing heard the noise outside and came out of his room. He walked to the balcony and saw Zhan Weiyang’s cracked flowerpot at a glance. He paused for a moment before continuing to walk over.

       He walked to Zhan Weiyang and squatted down, calling him, “Yangyang?”

       Zhan Weiyang turned his head to look at him and said, “My flowerpot was broken by him.” His tone was so sad that he seemed to be about to cry.

       Pei Qing heard this and glanced at Zhan Xiusong.

       Zhan Xiusong had just been glared at by Zhan Weiguang, and when he saw Pei Qing looking at him with a very stern look, he was speechless and could only stand quietly.

       Pei Qing said to him in a gentle tone, “If it’s broken, let’s go buy a new one, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang stared at the flowerpot and didn’t speak.

       Pei Qing said again, “You can buy the exact same one at the flower market last time.”

       Zhan Weiyang touched the crack of the flower pot with his fingers and said, “But this is my flower pot.” He couldn’t even think of a nice name for it, and it was stepped on and broken into two pieces.

       Zhan Weiguang came over, stood beside him and looked down at him, saying, “Zhan Weiyang, just make a fuss. Qing ge said to buy you an identical one, what more do you want?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him and said, “I don’t want to talk to you.”

       Zhan Weiguang felt as if a breath was caught in his throat.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing again and said, “The new one is not it.”

       Pei Qing saw that Zhan Weiyang kept touching the crack with his fingers, so he reached out to hold his hand and pulled it away from the flower pot, saying, “Then do you want to fix it?”

       Zhan Weiyang asked with a little hope, “Can you?”

       Pei Qing said, “There should be glue specially used to repair ceramics. Gege will buy it for you, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded quickly.

       Pei Qing stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets. He looked at Zhan Xiusong, and said, “Xiusong, shouldn’t you apologise to your brother?”

       Zhan Xiusong moved his lips, still trying to be stubborn, “Can’t I just give him a flower pot?”

       Pei Qing’s tone was unusually gloomy, “He doesn’t need it. I think you should apologise to him.”

       Zhan Xiusong looked at Zhan Weiguang.

       Zhan Weiguang said to him impatiently, “Go apologise.”

       Zhan Xiusong walked in front of Zhan Weiyang, tangled for a while, dragged his voice and said insincerely, “Yang ge, I was wrong. Don’t be mad. If you need, I can get you another flowerpot.”

       Zhan Weiyang stood up and said, “You have to apologise for my flower pot.”

       “What?” Zhan Xiusong felt that he was really sick in his head.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Go bow to my flower pot three times and say sorry.” His expression and tone were serious.

       Zhan Xiusong asked, “So your flower pot is dead?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “It’s broken into two pieces!”

       Zhan Xiusong opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. Logically speaking, if it was broken into two pieces, it was indeed dead, but he thought it was too stupid to bow to a flower pot, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Then do you want to light a stick of incense?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Then you light it!”

       Zhan Xiusong was furious, “I won’t! You’re crazy! I’m not talking to you!” With that, he turned and left the balcony.


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Chapter 54 – Fox Demon's Illusion

Chapter 54

 

Si Lan was about to discuss the matter with Haowei, and upon hearing Haowei speak, he immediately nodded in agreement.

 

Yu Wuxia was like an invisible thorn in their sides. Normally it didn’t show, but when it did, it was never a small issue. Thus, the most urgent task was to remove this thorn as quickly as possible.

 

After some preparation, the two of them concealed their identities and transformed their appearances before heading to the demon realm.

 

Si Lan took on the appearance of a young man in a green robe. His eyebrows and eyes remained the same, but his lips and nose had changed shape, losing some of their delicacy and gaining a hint of dullness.

 

Haowei, like last time in the mortal realm, wore a black outfit with a red-gold cloud-patterned belt around his waist and black boots. He looked imposing and dignified. However, his face was masked by a spell, making him look plain, which made people feel a bit regretful: such a fine physique, wasted on an ordinary face.

 

“Since that fox demon is Yu Wuxia’s old flame, and she is suppressed under Linglong Mountain, why hasn’t Yu Wuxia rescued her?” Si Lan asked.

 

“These are all just rumors and may not be true,” Haowei explained. Their knowledge of Yu Wuxia came entirely from unreliable rumors, so the truth was uncertain.

 

As one of the involved parties, Immortal Jia Heng refused to say anything, leaving them with no way to discern the truth. Now, they could only act on a long shot and go find the fox demon first.

 

Linglong Mountain was located at the border between the demon realm and the human realm. As soon as they landed on the peak of Linglong Mountain, they immediately felt a strong demonic aura and resentment permeating the area.

 

Besides Linglong Mountain, there were over eighty other peaks, each suppressing a demon. Although these demons were suppressed, their demonic auras and resentment lingered, forming a massive “dark cloud” above.

 

The “dark cloud” covered the sky, with black mist rolling at the edges, emanating a murderous atmosphere.

 

Si Lan glanced up, feeling uneasy. He heard Haowei’s voice beside him, “These demonic auras are quite strange.”

 

“I feel the same. I’m afraid this ‘dark cloud’ will become sentient if it continues.”

 

“Mm.”

 

After speaking, Haowei drew an intricate mandala in the air. The characters emitted a golden light, growing larger and dispelling the demonic aura above. The sky brightened immediately.

 

Then, he placed his hand on the ground and forcibly split open Linglong Mountain, pulling Si Lan down with him.

 

Instinctively, Si Lan grabbed Haowei’s clothes. The wind whistled past his ears, but Haowei’s breathing was clear and steady, reaching his ears.

 

The bottom of the mountain was pitch black, with nothing visible except the eerie sounds of hissing and chains clinking.

 

Haowei cast a spell, illuminating the bottom of the mountain. Si Lan looked up and suddenly met a pair of huge red eyes. Startled, he involuntarily clung tighter to Haowei’s belt.

 

Haowei’s fingers pressed against Si Lan’s waist to steady him. With his other hand, he struck the fox demon before them. The demon staggered, letting out a wail, and its huge red fox form was forced into a human shape, falling to the ground.

 

The woman, after transforming, was not clothed. Seeing this, Si Lan instinctively covered Haowei’s eyes.

 

“Do not look at indecent things.”

 

“…” Haowei.

 

“Ah…” The woman covered her chest with one hand and clasped her legs together. Her long black hair fell over her chest, covering most of her body. The chains on her limbs clinked as she moved. She looked up with a resentful gaze. Being of the fox clan, she was exceptionally alluring, her eyes brimming with seductive charm, and her red lips striking even without makeup.

 

Her gaze naturally carried an enchanting allure.

 

Si Lan was momentarily dazed until he felt a pair of hands covering his eyes. Haowei’s cool voice sounded in his ear.

 

“Hm? Do not look at indecent things?”

 

Si Lan’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he explained sheepishly, “I-I was just about to close my eyes.”

 

Haowei released his hand, and Si Lan’s vision cleared. Looking up, he saw the fox demon now wearing a coat.

 

The fox demon, imprisoned for thousands of years, was not timid. After sizing up the two men, she displayed a pitiful expression. One hand clutched her clothes while the other supported her as she slowly crawled toward them, swaying her hips.

 

“Are you here to save me?” The fox demon lowered her head, but her upturned eyes added to her pitiful and helpless look.

 

Si Lan, to avoid angering Haowei, remained silent and let Haowei speak.

 

Haowei didn’t answer the fox demon’s question directly but instead asked, “Why are you imprisoned in Linglong Mountain?”

 

Upon hearing this, the fox demon’s face showed extreme grievance. She began to cry as she said, “I am truly wronged. I was only friendly with a Immortal disciple, and for that, the Immortal imprisoned me in Linglong Mountain, condemning me to an eternity of escape. Such a punishment is worse than death.”

 

“Are you really innocent? The disciple you seduced is the most enlightened student of the thirty-three heavens, also a close disciple of Immortal Jia Heng. For the crime you committed, even the destruction of your soul wouldn’t be too harsh.”

 

Hearing this, the fox demon paused in her secretive wiping of tears and glanced between Si Lan and Haowei, seeming to speculate on their intentions.

 

She said, “If his heart was truly firm in the Immortal’s teachings, how could he be bewitched by me?”

 

“Oh, and how did you bewitch him?”

 

“I don’t know why you two are here, but since you were able to split open Linglong Mountain, you must also be able to free me. If you agree to free me, I will answer all your questions.”

 

Actually, Haowei intended to free her regardless. She was one of the few people connected to Yu Wuxia, possibly even his weakness.

 

“Okay,” Haowei agreed. Seeing Si Lan’s unusual silence, he continued, “How did you come to know Yu Wuxia?”

 

The fox demon, assured of her release, immediately showed joy and stopped pretending to cry. “Our first meeting was in the human realm. He was on a mission to subdue demons and stayed overnight in a Immortal temple. I saw how handsome he was and transformed into a woman to approach him…”

 

The fox demon didn’t continue, as if lost in a fond memory, her smile softening.

 

“He was the most handsome man I had ever seen in this world. Sitting cross-legged in the temple, chanting sutras, his long, shapely form beneath the wide monk’s robe… My hand traced along…”

 

She slowly extended her hand as if Yu Wuxia’s body was right in front of her, her hand moving downward.

 

“Along his nape, shoulder, chest, sliding down… He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me. In that moment, I thought I was done for, but he suddenly pulled me into his arms…”

 

Haowei couldn’t help but interrupt, “You don’t need to go into such detail. Is this how you bewitched Yu Wuxia?”

 

Such a method seemed too crude. How could a disciple of Yu Wuxia’s caliber fall for it?

 

Seeing Haowei’s skepticism, the fox demon said indignantly, “Of course, how could I lie to you? My enchantment skills are unmatched in the fox clan. He fell for me this way.”

 

As she spoke, she blinked at them, and a faint light emanated from her alluring eyes, drifting between Si Lan and Haowei. She bit her lip, exposing her shoulders, her figure exuding sensuality in the dim light, her gaze seductive.

 

However, Haowei’s expression remained unchanged, and although Si Lan’s ears turned red, it was purely from embarrassment and not because he was under her spell.

 

She was taken aback, muttering, “Has my technique declined? Only blind men and those uninterested in women were immune before.”

 

“…” The two, caught out.

 

Haowei coldly threatened, “Stop your illusions, or I’ll gouge out your eyes.”

 

The fox demon pouted but retracted her enchantment and pulled up her clothes.

 

“Did Yu Wuxia frequently visit the demon realm to meet you after being bewitched by you?”

 

“Yes.”

 

This aligned with the rumors.

 

“And then Immortal Jia Heng discovered you and severed your connection with Yu Wuxia?”

 

“Mm. Though Yu Wuxia was punished and confined, he sent a wisp of his soul to bring me and a few sisters to the thirty-three heavens. We enjoyed ourselves on Wuzhi Cliff for a long time.”

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Haowei showed no reaction and continued questioning, “Was it then that Immortal Jia Heng discovered and banished Yu Wuxia to the demon realm?”

 

“No, Yu Wuxia fell into the demon path on his own because that bald monk killed the bluebird demon.” Mentioning this, the fox demon still felt indignant. “The bluebird’s figure wasn’t as good as mine, her looks not as beautiful, yet she was so favored by Yu Wuxia.”

 

Si Lan and Haowei exchanged a glance.

 

They had initially thought Yu Wuxia was led astray by this fox demon, but it seemed that if not her, there would be other demons to lure him away in the future.

 

It was surprising that this highly cultivated disciple, virtuous for a thousand lifetimes, had such strong worldly desires.

 

“Have you ever heard Yu Wuxia mention anything about Immortal Jia Heng?”

 

The fox demon played with her hair, her eyes sultry as she gazed at Haowei, “I can tell you, but you have to release my seal first.” She feared that once she divulged everything, she would be discarded. Although sealed for so many years, her mind remained sharp.

 

Haowei conjured a silver-white phantom sword, the sword energy slicing toward the chains on the fox demon. The chains were inscribed with countless exorcism runes, forming a barrier under the attack.

 

This was an additional seal left by Immortal Jia Heng.

 

Presumably, it was meant to prevent Yu Wuxia from rescuing her.

 

Haowei swung his sword again, the sword energy breaking through the barrier and transforming into countless silver arrows, shattering the chains on the fox demon. Freed at last, the fox demon transformed back into her original form and let out an excited howl, though the sound was a comical “squeak.”

 

The fox demon groomed her fur, then, after calming down, approached Si Lan and Haowei and continued, “Yu Wuxia never mentioned that bald monk, but I do have something to tell you. One of our sisters was curious about why that monk was so cold and unyielding, so she sneaked into the thirty-three heavens to seduce him. She was nearly killed when discovered and barely escaped with her life. When she returned to Wuzhi Cliff to tell Yu Wuxia, she expected comfort but was instead killed by him.”

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

Haowei fell silent, his expression turning serious as he pondered this information.

 

“I’ve told you nearly everything I know. I’ll be leaving now…” The fox demon was about to cast a spell to depart when she suddenly shrank and was trapped under a white demon-subduing bell.

 

Immediately, the fox demon began cursing.

 

“What are you doing? Didn’t you promise to free me?!”

 

“How can you go back on your word?!”

 

Haowei put away the demon-subduing bell. “I only promised to lift your seal, not to set you free. You still have use to us; once you’re no longer needed, you’ll be released.”

 

The fox demon tried to continue cursing, but Haowei stowed the bell, silencing her.

 

Seeing this, Si Lan finally spoke, “Yu Wuxia’s nature is truly peculiar.”

 

“There’s always a reason for odd behavior.” Haowei glanced at Si Lan. “Why didn’t you say anything earlier?”

 

Si Lan replied sheepishly, “You asked all the questions I wanted to ask.”

 

Haowei said nothing more, wrapping an arm around Si Lan’s waist and flying them out of Linglong Mountain. As the scenery shifted rapidly and the wind roared around them, Si Lan was lost in thought until Haowei’s voice suddenly broke through.

 

“Did you think that fox demon was attractive?”

 

“…” Si Lan.

 

He knew the little white dragon was still upset and holding a grudge.

 

“I really didn’t see anything.”

 

“Ha.”

 

Si Lan bit his lip, contemplating how to explain further, when he noticed something was off. Why hadn’t they flown out of Linglong Mountain yet?

 

Haowei also realized something was wrong and looked up. The demonic energy that had been dispersed earlier had somehow gathered again.

 

The Immortal formation Haowei had created had been broken.

 

They had fallen into an illusion.


T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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Chapter 5 – How can I bear to blame the beauties for making mistakes?

Chapter 5 – How can I bear to blame the beauties for making mistakes?

 

Xiao Shiqing and Empress Dowager Wen were busy managing the affairs of the Great Jing dynasty, while Zhao Qi continued to stay in his sleeping quarters doing nothing. Unfortunately, even a slacker had their own troubles.

 

Zhao Qi spat out a gr4p3 seed with a “puh” sound and said, “What did you say? Say it again?”

 

Jiang Dehai trembled as he spoke, “The Imperial Hospital just reported that… that Miss Wang has been pregnant for two months.”

 

Zhao Qi frowned, “Who is Miss Wang?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Miss Wang is the famous courtesan from Huainan that Your Majesty brought back to the palace during your trip to the south.”

 

Zhao Qi: “So you’re saying I’ve been cuckolded?”

 

Jiang Dehai nervously handed over a cup of tea, “Your Majesty, please have some tea to calm down.”

 

Zhao Qi looked at the few green tea leaves at the bottom of the cup and felt offended—he had been cuckolded by two lovers he hadn’t even met. Honestly, his feelings were complicated. The dog emperor knew he was impotent, yet he kept so many beauties, both male and female, in the palace. Wasn’t he just setting himself up for this?

 

How could he blame the beauties for their mistakes? It was his own fault for giving them too much freedom.

 

Zhao Qi sighed inwardly, maintaining his dog emperor persona on the surface. He coldly said, “Where is she? Where is that s/ut?”

 

“She is currently locked up in the Cold Palace, awaiting Your Majesty’s judgment.”

 

“Bring me my great sword,” Zhao Qi rolled up his sleeves, “Let’s go!”

 

Given his dog emperor image, Zhao Qi expected that Miss Wang would break down in tears and beg for forgiveness upon seeing him. Instead, her actions shocked everyone.

 

Knowing she was doomed, Miss Wang wanted to have a final say before her death. Pointing at Zhao Qi’s nose, she cursed, “You dog emperor! You forcibly took me into the palace and never touched me. Do you expect me to live like a widow for you? You deserve to be cuckolded! That man is a thousand, no, ten thousand times better than you. I am willing to bear his child!”

 

Zhao Qi: “…”

 

“Hurry,” Jiang Dehai pointed at Miss Wang, “Hurry and gag her!”

 

“No need,” Zhao Qi watched coldly, “Let her speak.”

 

This girl had a spirit and unconventional thinking. It was truly a waste for her to be just a minor character in the book.

 

Miss Wang broke free from the eunuch’s grasp and said, “Dog emperor, if you want to kill me, then do it. Don’t waste your energy asking who the father of my child is. I won’t tell you even if I die! And I have no regrets; this is my joy as a woman!”

 

Watching the scene, Jiang Bao’er said, “I’ve never seen someone so shameless. Your Majesty, in my opinion, she should have her entire family executed!”

 

Miss Wang sneered, “I have been an orphan since childhood. My child and I are my entire family!”

 

Look at that, such courage in the face of death! Zhao Qi couldn’t help but applaud her in his mind.

 

“What’s her name?” Zhao Qi asked.

 

Jiang Dehai answered, “Her name is Wang Xueqin.”

 

Xueqin? Aunt Xue? The name sounded vaguely familiar… Zhao Qi sensed the author’s twisted sense of humor. “Jiang Dehai, what do you think I should do with her?”

 

Jiang Dehai bowed and said, “The last person who committed such a crime was directly boiled alive by Your Majesty.”

 

Miss Wang’s body immediately went limp, and she fell to the ground, unable to kneel properly.

 

Zhao Qi’s expression changed too. Holding back his disgust, he said, “That’s too simple. It’s too lenient for her.”

 

“What does Your Majesty mean?”

 

“Let her stay in the Cold Palace and be responsible for cleaning all the toilets in the harem.” Zhao Qi thought it over and added, “Also, I have a new medicine that I want to test on pregnant women—take her away.”

 

“Dog emperor!” Miss Wang screamed as she struggled, “You will die a horrible death! I’m not the only one who sought pleasure with someone else!”

 

Jiang Bao’er quickly declared, “Your Majesty, Bao’er swears by the heavens, Bao’er is devoted to only you!”

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his temples, “Why are you here?”

 

“Your Majesty,” Jiang Bao’er looked at him with affectionate eyes, “Bao’er missed you.”

 

Zhao Qi asked, “Have you finished counting the bricks?”

 

Jiang Bao’er nodded repeatedly, “There are three hundred twenty-six bricks in the Mingcui Palace, thirty-one of which have tiny cracks.”

 

“How many beauties are there in my harem?”

 

“That…” Jiang Bao’er looked to Jiang Dehai for help. Jiang Dehai answered, “Ten women, fifteen men, a total of twenty-five people.”

 

Zhao Qi was slightly surprised, “So few?”

 

“Your Majesty, there are still many who haven’t been brought into the palace.”

 

Deciding what to do with these twenty-five people was a problem. Directly dismissing them would arouse suspicion from Empress Dowager Wen and some treacherous ministers, which would be troublesome. But leaving them unchecked would only increase the number of affairs.

 

“Old Jiang.”

 

Jiang Dehai hesitated, “Is Your Majesty calling this servant?”

 

“Yes, gather those twenty-five people for me to see.”

 

Soon, the harem of the Dog Emperor was assembled. Zhao Qi held a stick and ordered them to line up from tallest to shortest in five rows. The Dog Emperor’s only merit was his good taste; every one of them was a beauty of different types. Pick any one, and her looks would rival the top stars of the modern entertainment industry. Each also had some talents, making them perfect to form a group and debut.

 

Zhao Qi had a flash of inspiration. Perhaps these people could truly be put to good use.

 

“Wait a minute, where is one of them?” Zhao Qi said. “Where is Rong Tang? Why is he missing?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is unwell and unable to come.”

 

Had the sick beauty’s condition worsened? Zhao Qi stood up. “I’ll go see him on the way.”

 

Jiang Dehai asked, “Your Majesty, what about these beauties…”

 

“Oh, right.” Zhao Qi cleared his throat and began his speech. “I promised the Empress Dowager that I would focus on cultivating my mind and body and would not visit the harem often for a while. You all should behave yourself, read more books, and exercise.”

 

The beauties lowered their heads, exchanging puzzled glances.

 

Zhao Qi called out, “Jiang Bao’er.”

 

Jiang Bao’er approached. “Bao’er is here!”

 

“Take the others and run ten laps around the Imperial Garden. After you finish, you’re free to go.”

 

Jiang Bao’er thought she heard wrong. “Your Majesty wants us… to run?”

 

“Health is important. If you all end up like Rong Tang, becoming a medicine jar, and can’t handle a little exertion, what use are you to me?”

 

After reprimanding the beauties, Zhao Qi went to the Drunken Book Study. The palace maid there told him that Rong Tang was currently resting.

 

Zhao Qi said, “Understood. You all may leave. Guards, stay at the door. If I call, you must come immediately.” He was quite fearful of Rong Tang, someone with a problematic history.

 

“Yes.”

 

As Zhao Qi walked into the room, he smelled a faint medicinal fragrance. There was a screen inside, behind which a beauty was sleeping. Rong Tang lay there with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes dense as feathers, and his face as handsome as a jade crown—like a celestial being fallen to the mortal realm. Unfortunately, the celestial being had been tainted by hatred. On the surface, he seemed as cold as the moon, but internally, he was thinking of a hundred ways to torment the Dog Emperor.

 

Zhao Qi observed him and thought to himself that he didn’t want to kill Rong Tang, so Rong Tang shouldn’t think about harming him. Let’s reconcile, okay?

 

Rong Tang, in his sleep, furrowed his brow slightly, then coughed lightly and slowly opened his eyes, seeing Zhao Qi’s enlarged face.

 

Rong Tang: “…”

 

Seeing that the beauty didn’t react, Zhao Qi moved his face closer. “You’re awake?”

 

Rong Tang turned his face away. “Stay away from me.”

 

Zhao Qi straightened up and sat at the foot of the bed. “How much medicine did you take? You smell entirely of medicine.” And it actually smelled rather nice.

 

Rong Tang said coldly, “Probably more than the tea Your Majesty drinks.”

 

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Zhao Qi said. “You wanted to perish together with me, but I’m fine, and you ended up as a sickly mess.”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly. “Indeed, I was too slow.”

 

Zhao Qi recalled the scene and said, “You didn’t just act slowly; you acted with your mouth.” Luckily, he dodged in time, or he would have lost both his life and his first kiss.

 

Rong Tang smiled slightly. “I hope Your Majesty will not be influenced by this incident when dealing with others.”

 

If Rong Tang hadn’t mentioned it, Zhao Qi wouldn’t have thought much of it. But now that he had, Zhao Qi might just imagine the word “poison” whenever he tried to kiss someone in the future.

 

This trick is deadly.

 

Zhao Qi was somewhat annoyed and retorted, “Why would I use my mouth on others? I only use it on you. Have you forgotten what you are to me?”

 

Rong Tang’s already pale face grew even whiter.

 

Zhao Qi was amused. Knowing Rong Tang’s feelings for him were rapidly declining, he continued to taunt, “You don’t have any poison on you now, right? So let’s finish what we didn’t complete last time.” As he spoke, he moved closer to the head of the bed, getting even nearer to Rong Tang.

 

Rong Tang calmly looked at him and suddenly smiled. “Actually, if you take a closer look, Your Majesty, you are quite a handsome man yourself.”

 

Zhao Qi was taken aback and suspiciously asked, “What are you up to?”

 

Rong Tang slowly said, “Since I am already imprisoned in the harem, there’s no avoiding what’s coming. If Your Majesty wants me to attend to you, then I shall do so.”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes widened. Wait… Why are you not sticking to the script?! Hey, your character is falling apart!

 

No, the current situation isn’t drastically different from the original plot. Rong Tang shouldn’t suddenly break character. Something’s definitely wrong!

 

Realizing this, Zhao Qi tried to leave, but Rong Tang grabbed him and pulled him back, causing him to fall onto the soft bed. Then, a cold, medicinal-smelling body pressed down on him.

 

Rong Tang, with a surprising strength, held Zhao Qi’s wrists above his head with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, preventing him from calling out. Zhao Qi was immobilized, staring at him with wide eyes.

 

The intense struggle made Rong Tang cough again. “Cough, cough, Your Majesty…”

 

“Mmm—”

 

“Zhao Qi,” Rong Tang whispered in his ear, “Tell me, how many people have you slept with?”

 

Due to the lack of oxygen, Zhao Qi’s face turned crimson. He shook his head, indicating his innocence. It wasn’t just him; even the Dog Emperor’s original body couldn’t have managed to sleep with many people!

 

“You’re so dirty; it makes me feel nauseous for you.”

 

“Mmm, mmm…”

 

Zhao Qi struggled desperately, but Rong Tang used the last of his strength to pin him down, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead. “How about we cut off the dirtiest part of you? Cough, cough, it could be a way to cleanse Your Majesty.”

 

No way! That’s the ‘dragon’ I’ve worked so hard to recover! Someone, hurry! My dragon eggs 1I think the author means ‘ball sacks’… har har are going to be squeezed to death!

 

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open from the outside. A man in dark clothes strode in and, upon seeing the two entangled on the bed, raised an eyebrow and said, “Hmm? It seems I’ve come at an inconvenient time.”


T/N: Yay! A new novel?! If you’re wondering if it’s a good idea to take on 4 novels at the same time; my answer – “Probably not…”

 

But after reading a few chapters of this, I just HAD to snatch this project up. I haven’t done transmigration with a true-doomed villain start so I want to try this one! ANYWAY, there is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~

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