According to the escorts’ statements, they expected that Chang Xiaohan’s internal strength would be damaged after being fumed all the way by the red goose vine, and He Rao had arranged for killers in Fuhu Mountain to attack him twice. Was she afraid that they would be unable to subdue him?

As a result, there was no surrender.

On that day, as soon as the escorts arrived at Fuhu Mountain, they found an excuse to fetch water and left Chang Xiaohan and Chang Xiaoqiu alone. They first pretended to circle around the stream and then snuck back along a small path, expecting to see two corpses. But they happened to witness Chang Xiaohan dragging along a bloodied Chang Xiaoqiu as he rushed down the hillside, killing the last three bandits with one sword.

Heads flew into the air in a mist of blood, and the escorts’ legs became weak in horror. Only then did they realize that Chang Xiaohan was not affected by the poisonous fumes at all. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to realize that there were traitors in the team, telling everyone to pack up and leave quickly. So the escorts took advantage of the situation to conceal the truth and planned to find new opportunities along the way.

They continued adding poison to Chang Xiaoqiu’s wound medicine, calculating that he would die on the eve of arriving at Baihe Mountain Village. As for how to deal with Chang Xiaohan, because they mostly stayed in the forest at night while on the road, they couldn’t find any chance to continue poisoning him, and were not sure they could win a head-to-head battle, so they decided to bide their time for now – it was only that they didn’t expect Liu Xian’an to say that the wound medicine was poisoned. Seeing that their evil deeds were about to be exposed, in order to protect themselves, they had no choice but to take a risk.

“So they don’t know anything about the situation in Fuhu Mountain.” Liang Shu took a wet handkerchief from a guard. His eyes lowered slightly as he slowly wiped his palms. “Now that they have no use, clean them up. As for He-furen from the Wanli Escort Bureau, if she had a pearl in her hand, she may have other good things, so keep an eye on her and don’t allow her to flee.”

Gao Lin nodded, and probed again: “Those pearls are really rare. According to what the prince saw, could they be related to the unsolved case of the previous dynasty?”

“That is why I told you to keep an eye on her.” Liang Shu rubbed his sore neck. “Rest, we’ll get up early and go on our way.”

Gao Lin beckoned to five guards, and dragged the group of escorts, still struggling and screaming, into the depths of the mountain. Sharp blades unsheathed together gleamed with cold light, and in just a moment, all sounds vanished.

Eyes rolling back, the single lucky one who was left alive fainted under a tree. But senseless or not, it didn’t take long for two guards to tie him up and throw him on a horse, galloping all the way to the Wanli Escort Bureau.

A-Ning quietly wrapped himself up tight in a blanket. Although he was used to seeing life and death in Baihe Mountain Village, there was still a huge difference between someone dying of illness and killing someone with a knife. As for Liu Xian’an beside him, as always, he remained unresponsive. There was no telling whether he was indifferent to this kind of deathly scene, or if he was simply wandering the spiritual realm.

So passed the night. In the early morning of the next day, the guards began to move with a rustle. Liu Xian’an yawned, and stood up to stretch his muscles and bones a few times. His eyes were still closed, and he only managed to open them a small slit to identify the direction of the carriage, then “floated” over with one kick.

It was impossible to sleep well in the wild forest by a bright fire, so he was truly sleepy at this time, so sleepy that he crawled into the carriage with his hands and feet. As soon as the curtain was lifted, he slanted toward the corner where he usually sat, but instead of leaning into the comfortable cotton cushion, he sat straight in the firm arms of His Royal Highness.

“Hiss!” Liu Xian’an stood up in shock, but in his inattention, his head hit the roof with a bang. The buzzing sounded in his ears for a long time, making him even more dizzy.

A-Ning stood outside the carriage and gave a quiet sigh, deeply puzzled as to why the prince always ran inside. If he really loved riding in carriages so much, why didn’t Lieutenant General Gao prepare one in advance? His young master’s carriage was not spacious, and the prince was so tall, wasn’t it crowded to sit in there?

Taking into consideration that everyone still had to travel together for many days, A-Ning couldn’t hold back in the end and went to Gao Lin, asking politely if they could buy a big carriage for the prince or a pony for his young master when they got to the next city.

Gao Lin understood his current mood very well, but no matter how much he understood, he could only hide his conscience and continue to be perfunctory. At the same time, he hoped that his lord could find a new way to relieve his boredom as soon as possible, and stop harassing Second Young Master Liu for no reason.

Liu Xian’an sat on the other side of the carriage, rubbing his aching head. He still didn’t understand why the other party had appeared here. Taking a closer look, his padded pillows had all been requisitioned, and the sachet embroidered with silver silk was hooked on the fingertips of the other party, swaying slowly with the bumps of the wheels. 

“…….”

Liang Shu said: “When I got up early, I felt a headache, so I thought of borrowing the carriage to rest for a while. I hope I didn’t disturb Young Master Liu?”

“No.” Liu Xian’an shook his head lightly and spoke again: “The sachet is filled with many calming flowers and herbs, which can relieve headaches a bit. If the prince doesn’t dislike it, he can wear it close to his body in the future. It is also good for sleep.”

“Since that is the case, this lord will not be polite.” Liang Shu put the sachet into his sleeve with poise, but didn’t intend to go out, as if he was addicted to it. Naturally, Liu Xian’an couldn’t drive him away. In fact, logically speaking, it was not impossible to lie down where he was now, but it was only suitable for young boys like A-Ning who were not fully grown to lie down. For a slightly taller person such as Liu Xian’an, he could only straighten his back and feel sore all over. When they arrived at the next village, he had to stand in an open space and move his hands and feet for a long time.

Gao Lin carried two big pots of water to the tea shack, and didn’t need to look closely to know that his prince should be in a good mood at the moment.

He just snatched the carriage of Second Young Master Liu once, and it was like he was enjoying a spring breeze. Then if there was another chance in the future to pull a certain person’s hair, wouldn’t he soar into the air on the spot?

Thinking of this, the corners of Gao Lin’s mouth twitched. Must not ask, asking is embarrassing.

So, for the rest of the journey, Liang Shu lay comfortably in the carriage. Liu Xian’an didn’t care much about this, but only wondered if he could find a way to continue talking about his sister since they had such a long time alone. But Liang Shu knew what was going on in his mind, so he didn’t cooperate, closing his eyes every time he entered the carriage like a peerless sleeping immortal.

Until A-Ning bought a horse in the next town, Second Young Master Liu didn’t find a chance to speak.

“My lord.” On this day, while Liu Xian’an was riding a horse on the mountain road, Gao Lin also squeezed into the carriage. “We will be entering Fuhu Mountain in three days. Everything that should be disguised has been disguised, but Chang Xiaohan killed a group of their accomplices a few days ago and there is no telling if they will still have the courage to show up again.”

Liang Shu said: “People will die for riches. As long as we carry the gold to redeem someone, they have no reason not to dare.”

Gao Lin asked again: “What about Second Young Master Liu? Do you want him to stay temporarily in town at the foot of the mountain?”

“No need.” Liang Shu closed his eyes again. “We will take him into the mountain with us.”

Gao Lin: “…….”

There is no need for this.

He glanced out the window and saw that Liu Xian’an was still unskillfully riding the little mare, walking slowly. He used this kind of posture even on the flat official road, which was not as dangerous as the road on Fuhu Mountain. With these skills, he was obviously unable to participate in the suppression of bandits, so for the prince to insist on taking this person into the mountains, there may be only one purpose – to first toss him around, and then scare him.

Ai, how could he put it, people could be so wicked.

In this way, they traveled all the way to Fuhu Mountain.

Before entering the mountain, His Royal Highness Xiao-wang still left most of the troops and A-Ning in a nearby village on the grounds that “it is inappropriate to be too ostentatious. He was accompanied only by Gao Lin, several guards carrying the ransom, and Second Young Master Liu, “in case the hostage is injured and needs quick treatment from a doctor.”

Oh, there was also the coachman. He was driving the carriage on the mountain at this time, and inside the carriage was the luxurious and indolent Royal Highness Xiao-wang. 

Gao Lin: “…….”

He committed a big sin.

Riding his horse closely two steps away, he protected Liu Xian’an’s side so that he would not roll down the mountain.

After these days of practice, Liu Xian’an’s riding skills had actually improved by leaps and bounds, but no matter how much progress was made, the mountain road was really rugged. It was wide at first, but then became narrower and steeper. The little mare carried the person on its back, stepping one hoof after another in an alarming and difficult way, but fortunately it did not kick out and quit at the end.

The entire mountain was bathed in golden sunlight. Looking up, one could see the green and blue shadows of the clouds, and there was a kind of deep, majestic silence.

Liu Xian’an seldom went out, so he naturally had never seen this magnificent scenery, but at the moment, he was really not in the mood to carefully appreciate the sounds of nature. He was too sunburned and too tired, so tired that his waist could not straighten, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell prone on the horse’s back.

Gao Lin had no choice but to get into the carriage again: “My lord, I think Liu –”

Liang Shu interrupted: “They’ve come.”

“Come?” Gao Lin lifted the curtain of the carriage to look out, and sure enough, he saw a group of dark figures appearing on the high ground of the cliff. At first glance, there were about twenty or thirty people.

At the same time, those twenty or thirty people were also observing the foot of the mountain. As Liang Shu said before, people would die for riches. The group of bandits had suffered heavy losses because of Chang Xiaohan and were like frightened birds, even wanting to shrink their necks to hide, but in the end they couldn’t resist the generous ransom promised by Cheng Suyue.

They had been lying in ambush for a long time to observe, and saw that the young man in charge couldn’t even ride a horse well, his whole person trembling and half–prone, and his half-length hair blown by the wind to cover his face. Extremely shameful. Setting aside most of his worries, the leader waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to open the mountain gate, and then unsheathed his sword for a fierce battle.

After finally reaching the top of the mountain, Liu Xian’an panted as he climbed off his horse. His mind was still focused on the dangerous road that led almost up to the sky, and his knees were weak. Fortunately, Gao Lin was there to support him so that he would not sit on the ground.

The bandits naturally took this as a frightened reaction. They laughed and walked forward, using the points of their swords to pick off the cloth covering the cart and look at the four or five boxes of gold and silver underneath. Their eyes practically glowed green. At first they had just wanted to snatch a woman, but didn’t expect to get a fat sheep.

Gao Lin asked: “Where is my little sister?”

“Don’t worry, she is very popular in our village, he –” The bandit leader stopped speaking abruptly, because Liu Xian’an had just finished arranging his clothes and raised his head. The paleness of his face had not been completely lost. His lips were not even a little ruddy, and his neck was even whiter. The whole person was basking in the sun, his plain robe blown up by the wind like the statue of a god with lotus cuffs carved from jade , delicate and pure.

The bandit leader froze on the spot. Since he was born, he had never seen such an outstanding appearance, and his mind was a bit dazed for a moment. With some covetous and wicked thoughts in his heart, and a bit of apprehension and piety that came out of nowhere, he took two steps forward. As he lifted his hand to raise that person’s chin with his scabbard, he felt a sudden chill on his shoulders before something slammed into his side.

Liu Xian’an frowned and took two steps back, but couldn’t dodge. His clothes were splashed bright red and dripping, exuding the smell of rust.

“…….”

And the bandits on the opposite side had already reacted with alarm, but none of them could see who made the move. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, one arm of the deputy village head had just flown into the sky.

Screams, accompanied by the sound of weapons being unsheathed, echoed through the originally silent mountains. It was obvious that the visitor from the opposite side was not friendly, and the bandits raised their swords with fierce expressions, rushing forward without hesitation. They had originally wanted to make a preemptive strike, but never thought that before they took two steps, they would be thrown back by a huge internal force, crash, crash, landing one after another like crows and sparrows with broken feathers with blood overflowing from their mouths.

They all struggled to get up, but all the bones in their bodies seemed to be broken. Though their eyes were blurred by wind and sand, they could vaguely see a person slowly emerging from the carriage not far away. The hem of the black robes were embroidered with golden patterns. The soles of those boots first stepped on the tips of the blades of grass, then on the winding blood on the ground, and finally stopped in front of them.

They struggled to raise their heads, but couldn’t see anything clearly. The sky was dazzling, and the surrounding grass was covered in a layer of red mist. There was nothing but shock and terror in their hearts as they thought in agony, first there was a bodhisattva clothed in white like an immortal, and then there was a demon in black robes. This…….various strange scenes intertwined with one another, and even life and death or time and space could not be distinguished.

Liang Shu stepped through the blood and continued to walk into the village, Gao Lin and Liu Xian’an following behind him. Along the way, they saw scattered timber piled up everywhere, as well as unfinished houses. A few men in work clothes should be craftsmen. When they saw this group of people walking in, first they were taken aback, and then they noticed the wet blood on Liu Xian’an’s body. Even a fool could guess that this was not a good person, so they quickly threw away the wood in their arms and fled.

Gao Lin was not surprised by the craftsmen’s reaction. After all, even the wolves in the desert wanted to take a detour when they saw His Highness Xiao-wang. Comparatively, he was more surprised by Liu Xian’an’s calmness. Apart from being a bit tired, this pampered young master did not seem to be frightened by the killing and bloodshed at all. Even the expression on his face didn’t change, as if he was watching a dull play from a distance and his emotions were always outside the plot, neither happy nor sad. 

Tsk……the people who came out of Baihe Mountain Village really shouldn’t be underestimated.

After walking a ways in, a new house appeared in front of them, hung with a large plaque that said “Juyi Hall.” This was the den of thieves.

Gao Lin raised his foot and kicked open the wooden door with a loud sound. Dust flew up, and a group of people inside who were still in discussion about the money were startled, jumping up on the spot.

Gao Lin asked again: “Where is my little sister?”

The blood on Liu Xian’an’s clothes already showed the outcome of the fight at the gate of the mountain. The bandits did not dare to act rashly, but took two slow steps back and gripped the handles of their knives tighter.

The man sitting on the tiger leather chair was Jiang Gui, the leader of the bandits. He claimed to be a great villain who had killed, burned, and looted for decades. A man’s ambition never died in middle age, so out of countless choices, he chose Fuhu Mountain, a treasured land of Feng Shui. He planned to expand the new business, but never thought that several brothers would be killed by the escort first. He still hadn’t gotten over it, and now because he caused trouble by snatching “the mistress of the fortress,” its start was so unfavorable that he had to wonder if he had found a fake Feng Shui master.

Gao Lin was impatient: “Bring her out for laozi!”

“…….” Jiang Gui was in such shock that he couldn’t speak. He gestured with his eyes for his subordinates to go to the backyard, and after a while, a girl in red clothing came out. It was Cheng Suyue.

Miss Cheng didn’t know what it meant to be reserved and dignified in the military camp, and it was uncomfortable to pretend to be a lady in the bandit’s den. So when she saw the prince and her adoptive brother at this time, she regained her nature of being able to kill wolves with her bare hands, and rolled up her sleeves: “Ge…….ge.”

Her eyes fell on Liu Xian’an and she immediately put down her sleeves again, straightened her feet, and even lowered her voice.

Evidently, it was not impossible for her to be a lady. It just depended on who was standing opposite her.

Gao Lin was amazed at this bewitched reaction.

“E-everyone, my lords,” Jiang Gui said nervously after observing for a long time. “We failed to recognize Mount Tai^[1] earlier, and offended this aunt. Now that she has been returned, can this matter be settled?”

Liang Shu said: “Speak.”

“Speak……ah?” Jiang Gui didn’t understand. What else could he say? He raised his head but saw that the other party was not asking him.

Cheng Suyue stepped forward and said: “My prince, there are many old things hidden in this cottage, and it seems that they are all related to the Tan-daren case from more than ten years ago.”

As soon as she said “prince,” Jiang Gui was almost frightened out of his wits. Even though he had not seen much of the world, he still knew that for a prince of this age, Liang Shu was the only one who was part of all levels of society. Thinking of His Highness Xiao Wang’s reputation of killing a few people for fun, Jiang Gui’s vision darkened and he tumbled heavily from the tiger leather chair.

Liu Xian’an had also heard of the “Tan-daren” case that Cheng Suyue mentioned. Tan-daren’s name was Tan Xiaozhong, and he was once a member of the late emperor’s court. Thirteen years ago, he was ordered to escort a shipment of gold, silver, and grain to the south for disaster relief, but unexpectedly, he was robbed along the way and everything was stolen.

The late emperor was furious because of this and ordered Tan Xiaozhong to be thrown into prison. On a rainy night, the Imperial Army went to the Tan Manor to fetch him. When they pushed open the door, they saw corpses strewn all over the courtyard. The sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and a steady stream of blood was washed down the steps, dying the entire long street red, as if it were hell.

This tragedy of a family’s extermination became the first unsolved case of the Dayan Dynasty, and the murderer had not been caught even to this day.

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[1] To “fail to recognize Mount Tai” is to not recognize a person of great importance. ⮐

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Chapter Five << Table of Contents >> Chapter Seven

Zhao Yelan loathed the brand mark on his back, but he didn’t want to have a poem tattooed on it. He couldn’t tell which one he detested more.

Picking up a brush and paper, he sat down at the table. He drew out the strokes of the slave character to form a unique pattern and asked: “Can you tattoo this sort of character?”

Yan Mingting took it and studied it for a while. Probably in deference to his not-so-good painting skills, the pattern was not complicated, but more like an unreadable font. “I can,” he said.

“Then do this one, ba.”

After the two discussed it, they heard Xiao Gao’s knock on the door: “My lord, it’s time for dinner.”

“Let’s eat first.” Yan Mingting closed the drawing paper. “This will be time-consuming, so let’s finish the meal and then proceed slowly.”

Zhao Yelan nodded in agreement. After putting on his clothes, he opened the door and looked at Xiao Gao, but he didn’t have a good expression on his face as he asked in a whisper: “Who asked you to tell him that I went to Hongxiu House?”

“Ah? Can’t I say this?” Xiao Gao remembered that General Yan had already met Gu Niaoniao, and knew that Gu-jiejie was a friend of his lord, so he thought it was fine to say it directly.

“Then I made a mistake again.” Xia Gao scratched his head dejectedly. “I thought you had no secrets from the General, My Lord. You punish me, ba.”

Zhao Yelan choked. It was no good to punish him.

“Hmph, see, Xiao Gao is more sensible than you.” Yan Mingting whispered in his ear, “If you keep secrets here and there all day long, are you a riddler?”

Zhao Yelan turned around and vented all his frustration on him, kicking and beating with his hands: “You’re so annoying! Who are you talking about in such a deliberately ambiguous way!”

Housekeeper Qin had just set the dishes when Yan Mingting rushed to the table and sat down. Following close behind, Zhao Yelan slowed down his pace, but his breathing was uneven and he appeared to have just been exerting himself.

He had become accustomed to such things, so Housekeeper Qin was not surprised, and even had the illusion that even with his own general, to spare the rod was to spoil the child. At first, he had felt that Zhao-daren was too sensitive, but after some observation, it was always the General who provoked him and got him started.

The General’s skin was thick and tough, how could he fear the pampered fist of this man?

Housekeeper Qin also understood that this was clearly just a young man’s flirting technique. Hmph.

The General’s Mansion was finally bustling again.

After eating, Zhao Yelan followed Yan Mingting to the courtyard for half an hour to digest their food, and offered to follow him in exercising. Yan Mingting was overjoyed, and immediately began devising a step-by-step plan for him.

Once they returned to the room, Yan Mingting noticed the drawer beside the table and suddenly asked: “Is there any poison in your other sachets?”

“No, only the sweetgrass had a problem.”

Only then did Yan Mingting feel relieved, and while the other was taking a bath, he went out and took the initiative to find Yao Muze’s house.

Yao Muze had already passed the Imperial Hospital examination, and was now an Imperial physician. Seeing Yan Mingting coming to visit, he warmly greeted him and wanted to invite him to dinner, but was rejected.

“I just wanted to ask, did you examine that sachet I asked you to study before I left Beijing?” Yan Mingting asked.

“I examined it thoroughly.”

Yao Muze’s answer was exactly the same as Zhao Yelan’s, and Yan Mingting heaved a sigh of relief. He had feared that Zhao Yelan might have used a more vicious type of medicine.

“If the poisoning is stopped, it will be fine, right?”

“Avoid it as much as you can. If used for a long time, you may need to recuperate for three to five years. You should sweat more, and eat some detoxifying herbs and food to force out the toxins in the body.”

“Okay, I’ll leave the medicine to you.”

“Of course.”

Yan Mingting returned to the mansion, and ordered the kitchen staff to use more detoxifying ingredients before going to the bedroom.

Zhao Yelan had already finished his bath and was watering the bonsai in the room. Seeing him return, he wanted to get right down to business, but Yan Mingting stopped and said: “It’s time for me to bathe.”

Yan Mingting bathed on the other side of a screen, waiting for the other party to come and watch. But Zhao Yelan didn’t come over to take a peek at all. He just picked up the ledger and began to settle accounts.

The sound of the abacus clacking mad Yan Mingting’s brain ache. He quickly finished bathing and walked out from behind the screen: “Didn’t you leave all these things to Yin Pinglu? Why are you taking the trouble?”

“I’ll summarize it first, then hand it over to her tomorrow.” Although Zhao-Yelan wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper, he still had to be aware of these things. It was impossible to leave such important matters to others without even looking at them. Not to mention that he had embezzled a lot of his own private money this time, so he must see how much property was left, right?

Yan Mingting didn’t bother him further. After a long while, Zhao Yelan finally finished reconciling the accounts while the other party sat quietly opposite him, burying himself in writing. Leaning forward, he saw that it was an exercise plan.

He turned around and put away the ledger, then walked to the bed.

Yan Mingting inadvertently raised his head and was taken aback, staring blankly as the other took off his layers of clothes. With black hair hanging down his smooth, white back, he lay obediently on the bed and turned to look at him. His voice was usually soft against the cushioning of the pillow: “Are you done? Is it time to get to business?”

What business, ah.

My business is different from yours, Yan Mingting silently criticized.

After picking up the tools, Yan Mingting sat on the side of the bed. Just as he selected a needle, he saw that the other’s eyes were tightly closed, his face almost wrinkled up, and comforted him: “Don’t worry, ba, my technique is very good. It doesn’t hurt at all.”

Zhao Yelan opened his eyes doubtfully.

“If you don’t believe me, look.”

Yan Mingting scratched his back with the needle. He felt the friction of a sharp, hard object, but it really didn’t hurt. Zhao Yelan relaxed a little and said: “Will it work?”

“Certainly. I’m going to begin.”

There was silence in the room for a while.

Zhao Yelan could feel the needles sliding across his back and didn’t speak for a long time. He glanced back at Yan Mingting, who looked as serious as if he were performing a prayer ceremony, silent and devout.

Zhao Yelan took in his facial features meticulously. He had sword-like eyebrows and eyes like bright stars. The heroic spirit in his countenance and the contours of his profile were of the highest quality. Those clear, bright eyes were like his heart, without a trace of hidden filth, and like a mirror, they seemed to be able to see through people’s hearts.

Yan Mingting must have had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn’t, because he had been waiting for him to offer him the answers.

If he didn’t say anything, Yan Mingting wouldn’t ask, until today’s question appeared and almost made Yan Mingting doubt his sincerity.

“Don’t you want to know where my brand came from?” Zhao Yelan asked proactively.

“I’m going crazy thinking about it,” Yan Mingting said in a heavy voice.

Sure enough.

Zhao Yelan was silent. Feeling that the other party had changed the needle, he stared blankly ahead. He had thought that those past events would never come out of his mouth again, but he heard his own wan and broken voice:

“It was because of the Marquis of Anqing’s rebellion.”

Yan Mingting paused. This was something he knew about.

There was a lot of trouble back then because of the first emperor. The common people openly voiced their discontent, and the Marquis of Anquing raised the flag of rebellion. But because some insiders defected, the matter was exposed as soon as the uprising took place. After the emperor sent people to suppress it, he ordered the execution of all relevant personnel, involving more than 20,000 people. It was said that even all the prison cells in the capital couldn’t fit them all.

“You are one of the Marquis of Anqing’s people?” Yan Mingting asked in surprise.

“That would be great.” The corners of Zhao Yelan’s mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile, “Our family never met him. My father was just a weak, gentle scholar, and his greatest wish was to be able to pass the exams and achieve scholarly honor in order to realize his ambitions of governing the country and bringing peace to all. My mother was an embroiderer, and she worked with thread until late at night before resting. Apart from family, we had nothing else.”

“Only, the Marquis of Anqing was injured and fell by the side of the road. My parents kindly brought him home for treatment, and the Marquis was picked up by his people two days later.”

“The Marquis of Anqing was kind-hearted. When he left, he saw that our family was poor, so he gave us a jade pendant to repay our kindness.”

“But this jade pendant killed my parents.”

“After the Anqing manor was seized, the Imperial court thoroughly investigated the people connected to him. They found the jade pendant in my house and determined that we were in league with him. They would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, and my home was burned down. It was raining that day, but the fire could not be extinguished. My parents and I were taken into the dungeons for rigorous interrogation……”

Zhao Yelan clenched the pillow with one hand, the veins on it bulging. His eyes were dark, and his voice was as cold as the snow in winter: “It is said that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, but nothing is as important as power. A high-ranking person can destroy countless families with a single sentence.”

A palm covered the back of his hand at this time, hot enough to warm his cold hand.

Zhao Yelan looked to the side and stared at that big hand for a long time, and the snow in his eyes gradually melted, forming a thin layer of mist: “Yan Mingting, why couldn’t my parents meet you? If there were people like you in the Imperial court at that time, they definitely wouldn’t have suffered, right?”

The evidence of the Marquis of Anqing’s rebellion was conclusive. In order to show off their political achievements to please the late emperor, the officials tortured the prisoners one by one and beat them into confessing. Regardless, the first emperor didn’t care if there were innocent people in there, and just needed a reason to execute them.

“En. Sorry, I’m late.” Yan Mingting held his hand and lay down beside him, hugging him into his arms. He inadvertently touched some water stains, and his heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife. Slowly and solemnly, he kissed away the teardrops at the ends of the other’s eyes.

“Mengting…..”

Zhao Yelan shed tears silently. Since he became Zhao Yelan, he had not shed a single tear.

But now he was Zhao Mengting, ah.

The accumulated secrets poured out like a flood, and the details he had hidden for a long time now appeared clearly before his eyes.

The dungeon was full of people. Their prison clothes were obviously white, but their bodies were filthy and smelly, and there were voices of grievances all around as they were dragged out one by one for interrogation.

Hearing the screams of those people, he sat trembling in a dark corner. Father sat in front of him, blocking his sight. He asked Father when they could leave.

Father said soon, justice is in the hearts of the people, and we will be able to redress our grievances soon.

But within a few days, Father was dragged out and spoke loudly about his grievances. Yu Junliang, who was in charge of interrogation at the time, just dropped a sentence and continued writing. The prison head tied Father up and flogged him with a horse whip dipped in salt in order to force him to confess his crime. Father refused to confess, so more cruel punishments were used. The screams of pain often sounded in his dreams.

Mother covered his eyes, and he wept and asked her, where is the justice?

Mother said she didn’t know.

More and more people were forced to confess their crimes. There were finally no more men in the prison, and they began to attack the women.

The prison head pulled Mother out and saw that she refused to speak, so he took off her outer clothing under everyone’s watchful eyes and spoke filthy words. Father was still tied to the stake, with blood and tears on his face, and shouted in a hoarse voice: “Mengting, close your eyes and don’t look.”

However, in the next moment, Mother slammed onto the stake: “Husband, I will marry you in my next life.”

“Don’t!!” Father was overcome, and the punishment he had received in the past few days had already consumed most of his strength. He spat out a big mouthful of blood, and then closed his eyes heavily.

No one came to cover his eyes anymore. He saw all kinds of torture and heard the most disgusting and ugly words in that dark hell. After staying in the dark for more than a month, there was no light in his eyes, only hatred and malice that spread and grew in his heart.

“Mengting, Menting……I’m sorry, I was still late…..” Yan Mingting kissed his eyes over and over again and tasted the bitter, salty tears. He wanted to knead this person into his own bones, to dedicate everything to him, as long as he was happy.

Zhao Yelan gradually withdrew from his memories. Hearing Yan Mingting’s apologies, he rubbed the other person’s head, then leaned forward and nipped his lips: “You say you’re sorry? How old were you……damn the others, those people are all dead.”

“En, it’s best that they’re dead. If they weren’t dead, I would kill them for you,” Yan Mingting said.

The corners of Zhao Yelan’s mouth hooked up and he licked his lips, asking softly: “What else do you want to know?”

The two gazed at each other for a long time, and Yan Mingting looked into his eyes. They were such beautiful eyes, but they were red, and the tips were still moist.

At this moment, the hedgehog covered in thorns slowly revealed his softest insides to him, wanting to show him his heart and belly. But how could Yan Mingting be willing to do so?

He had talked so much, but it always revolved around his parents. He never mentioned how he escaped the dungeons, let alone what punishments he suffered. Just thinking about it, Yan Mingting felt unbearable heartache. How could he bear to ask him to continue?

“I also want to know when you plan to take me to meet your parents.” Yan Mingting gently kissed his eyes. “We’ve returned to Beijing, don’t forget what you said before.”

Zhao Yelan stared at him blankly. Realizing that he was soothing his emotions, his heart felt a little peaceful. Those scars that had never been uncovered were all but torn away, and apart from the pain at the beginning, he actually felt much better afterwards. Maybe it was the release of built-up emotions, maybe it was because someone was wiping his tears, or maybe he realized that someone had appeared in his world again who would cover his eyes to block out all the darkness.

Zhao Yelan stroked his cheek softly: “We’ll go in two days.”

“Okay.”

Autumn in the capital was a bit chilly. The wind blew leaves that rustled and tapped lightly on the doors and windows, as if eavesdropping on their conversation.

Due to being embraced by Yan Mingting, Zhao Yelan’s chest was warm, but his back was a bit cold. He pushed that person away and got up to walk to the bronze mirror. He looked at his back in the mirror, but found that there was no change.

“What happened?”

Yan Mingting stepped forward and confessed: “I don’t know how to do tattoos.”

“Then what did you lie to me for?”

“Because I don’t mind.” Yan Mingting put his arms around his back. “No matter what your origin is, you are now mine. No matter what you experienced before, I will treat you well in the future, so you don’t need to be ashamed at all. Tattoos can only cover up the scars on the surface. The most important thing is here……”

Yan Mingting pointed to his heart: “You have to look straight into it.”

“You are now a hero admired by many people, and they will not look at your back. Only I can, and being the only one makes me feel lucky. I also don’t think it’s ugly, it just reminds me of how amazing you are. There were thousands of criminal slaves, but you are the only one who became Zhao Yelan.”

Zhao Yelan lowered his head to look at his finger, pointing at his heart that was beating faster. Then he lifted his eyes. There was still a trace of redness that had not subsided. Then he hooked Yan Mingting’s neck with a slight smile, rubbed the other’s ear with his other hand, and stood on tiptoe to bite the ear that was starting to turn red: “Yan Fangli, do you want me?”

As if he hadn’t been thinking about it for a day or two!

In the autumn wind, accompanied by the sound of interlaced breathing, their ears and temples rubbed together, and a thin sheen of sweat dispelled the autumn chill.

Yan Mingting passed through this place for the first time like a fisherman from Wuling. After finding the entrance, he stepped into a peach blossom garden. The land was warm and humid, the water was gurgling, and the air was filled with an unusual smell. He was a little dazed by the surrounding scene, and caught a glimpse of a slender white hand from the corner of his eye, like a lone boat floating on the water. Holding fast to the mast, the veins in his hands were bulging and the joints were distinct. Yan Mingting held it down and interlocked their fingers, and they continued on their way together.

However, he didn’t know if he was too impassioned or what, but when reaching the end of the river, hearing the other’s high-pitched voice overflow like a clarion and also like graceful music, seductive and full of emotion, in his excitement, he simply abandoned his oars and surrendered.

Yan Mingting froze abruptly.

Zhao Yelan was also stunned for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes. His brows that were about to knot up slowly relaxed, and he stared at him blankly.

Yan Mingting was struck dumb.

“Done?” Zhao Yelan tugged the blanket. “Okay, just go to sleep, ba.”

No, it shouldn’t be like this!

Yan Mingting stiffly lowered his head, even the strands of his hair exuding shock and bewilderment.

T/N: I swear these two have the most realistic sex life in damei history.

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Chapter Seventy <<Table of Contents >> Chapter Seventy-Two

Xia Xingchi was taken aback by the question, and looked around to find that there were no dilapidated factories or warehouses, let alone the biting wind and rain.

Dawn had just arrived, and the villa’s temperature system maintained a comfortable level of warmth and humidity. The soft blanket was light and warm, and exuded a faint fragrance of washing detergent.

Li Chengyuan sat up after him and saw that Xia Xingchi’s expression was dazed and fearful, as if he had been about to grab something and failed.

He had no choice but to put aside the urgency in his heart for the time being, and lightly patted Xia Xingchi’s head as he said: “Don’t be afraid, tell me what sort of nightmare you had.”

“I don’t know.” Xia Xingchi opened his eyes wide, and suddenly grabbed Li Chengyuan’s hand to touch it. “Do you have any discomfort? I dreamed that you were dead.”

Although that hand was cold to the touch, the palm was a little warm, devoid of cold sweat.

Xia Xingchi heaved a sigh of relief and finally awoke from his panic. He thought to himself that this dream was too scary. A person who was just fine could instantly vomit blood without any signs at all. It was frightening to death.

“Did you remember something?”

Li Chengyuan was helpless, and was in no mood to correct him again that he really hadn’t died at the time.

Back then, a certain child failed to feel his weak heartbeat and breath in his panic, and while crying, he wanted to go out and bury him when the rain stopped…..but the money could not be buried with him, as he would not be able to spend it.

Perhaps due to his uneasy conscience, the little money-grubber felt that it was not good to take other people’s money, so he sat next to Li Chengyuan’s “corpse” and tried to discuss it with him, whispering that he would buy him paper money to burn later.

After some thought, of course a dead person couldn’t answer. Xia Xingchi wiped his tears and pretended that he had agreed, and was stretching out his little hand to wipe the blood from the corner of the other’s mouth when he saw his eyes open.

In the middle of a stormy night, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes. This scene was as horrifying as it could be. Little Xia Xingchi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, thinking that the other had disagreed with the distribution of the “inheritance.”

Xia Xingchi quickly changed his words: “I’m sorry! I’ll buy paper money for you! I’ll give it all to you, I don’t want it!”

Li Chengyuan couldn’t care about his stomachache. Seeing his wrinkled little sad face, scared and full of tears, he was finally amused by this little fool’s comedy act.

It was the first time he smiled since his mother died.

Xia Xingchi blinked and stopped sobbing.

He had been overwhelmed by the terrifying atmosphere created when Li Chengyuan suddenly vomited blood and died, and then in shock when the corpse suddenly moved.

But obviously a ghost couldn’t smile so nicely. Xia Xingchi wanted to take a bite of this porcelain doll’s cheek to see if it tasted like ice cream.

“You vomited blood,” Xia Xingchi said hesitantly. “You have to go to the hospital if you’re sick, or you’ll die.”

Li Chengyuan’s vision darkened from the pain. He didn’t want to move or speak, but couldn’t do anything about those big eyes blinking at him, so he calmly said: “Then I’ll die, ba.”

“No way! I told you that you can’t die, you —”

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Li Chengyuan could only frown and say: “Don’t cry…..I won’t die, it’s okay.”

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Xia Xingchi’s vision of his “death” was still so deeply rooted.

At that time, Li Chengyuan had explained to him that he had only fainted from the pain, and told him to watch less messy TV.

It wasn’t that he would die because of vomiting blood. He just had stomach bleeding again, and hadn’t ever died from it before.

Xia Xingchi looked around the room again, but found that the memory of the dream quickly faded after he woke up, the details becoming blurry.

“I dreamed that you turned into a child. You looked really good, like a porcelain doll, very expensive and high-end.”

Li Chengyuan was even more helpless. He had said the same thing back then.

“Anything else?”

Xia Xingchi shook his head blankly.

He himself also felt that something was wrong. The memory erasure speed of this dream was a little too fast. Usually it would take at least until he got up and washed for him to forget what he dreamed about, but now he couldn’t remember the specific content in the blink of an eye.

Watching him thinking hard for a long time without being able to remember, the sudden ups and downs of his emotions caused Li Chengyuan’s heart to beat tfast.

He lay down slowly, and said as if nothing had happened: “Sleep, ba.”

Xia Xingchi tilted his head, thinking that he was not interested in this boring dream. He also got under the covers and decided to go back to sleep.

It was still early, and this migrant worker happened to be on vacation, making it perfectly suitable for a thoughtless sleep.

– – –

When he woke up again, the sun was already shining on his ass. Xia Xingchi turned over and found that he was holding a pillow in his arms. Li Chengyuan had already gotten up from beside him and gone to work —

To fight for his money-grubber White Moonlight’s money again.

Xia Xingchi stretched out his head to peer into the study, where Li Chengyuan was staring at the computer expressionlessly.

The moment the two looked at each other, he suddenly felt that Li Chengyuan seemed to be in a bad mood. There were some strange negative emotions mixed in the gloominess, but this person had always been moody and irritable, so he couldn’t tell what had happened.

Xia Xingchi withdrew his head from the crack in the door. It would probably be useless to ask why he was unhappy. The answer he received would just be silence or denial.

When he went downstairs to have breakfast, he caught sight of Aunt Li coming in from the back door of the villa with a medicine bowl —

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine was too strong, and decocting it in the house would fill the whole place with its smell. If a big cat with a sensitive nose breathed it in, he would probably feel uncomfortable the whole time.

Aunt Li saw that Xia Xingchi had woken up to eat, and immediately went to the kitchen with a smile to serve up hot beef noodles. The chef was naturally quite happy to see the diner’s enthusiasm for the food.

“Aunt Li, put the medicine aside to cool down first, and I’ll serve it to Li Chengyuan after I finish eating,” Xia Xingchi said.

“Okay.” Aunt Li put the lid on the medicine bowl and set it aside: “Speaking of which, when will you and your husband have the wedding, ah? It looks like the house needs to be refurbished, and I saw that Lao Ding started to write a shopping list yesterday.”

As a competent and responsible housekeeper, Uncle Ding had begun to draw up various plans and ideas for the villa after seeing Xia Xingchi and Li Chengyuan sharing the same bed.

This momentum immediately stirred up all the servants, as if the wedding could be held tomorrow.

Xia Xingchi was picking up a piece of beef and froze for a moment, saying dryly after a while: “We, we’re not in a hurry.”

According to the original plan, it was naturally better to get married as soon as possible. After all, taking into consideration that the villain’s life may not be long, he should marry early to happily obtain the inheritance.

But judging by the current situation……it seemed that Li Chengyuan had been saved by him?

It didn’t matter if he married a dead person, but if the other party was still living, then the situation was completely different.

Xia Xingchi wasn’t quite certain if he had successfully changed the villain’s inevitable ending, but if he really had, this would be a “lifetime event” that would bind them together forever.

Not to mention how complicated it was to marry someone of such worth, but assuming that Li Chengyuan was willing, who did he think Xia Xingchi was?

At this thought, Xia Xingchi suddenly felt that the noodles in his mouth were no longer tasty.

Li Chengyuan had mistook him, a transmigrating outsider, for his White Moonlight. If they really got the certificate in this way, wouldn’t he be no different from Xia Yu, who occupied the magpie’s nest?

Aunt Li saw that he was stupefied, as if he was a bit disappointed, and thought it was Li Chengyuan who was unwilling. She quickly made amends: “I was just speaking casually. Anway, the relationship between you and your husband doesn’t need to be proven by wearing a little red! In fact, there’s no rush!”

Xia Xingchi lowered his head and took a sip of the beef soup, comforting himself that it was meaningless to think about it now, and his bad mood would also affect his enjoyment of the meal.

Looking on the bright side, maybe everything would work out. For example, if his White Moonlight suddenly came back or something —

Okay, this idea was even worse. On that three-person battlefield, maybe Li Chengyuan would slaughter him himself and feed him to the sharks in a rage, and then fall in love with the despicable White Moonlight who wanted to kill him.

Just as he was thinking about this, the phone on the table began to vibrate incessantly, as if something big had happened.

While Xia Xingchi lowered his head to look at the screen, Xia Yu, who was huddled in his room, listened in horror to the message notification tones from his phone, as if they were signaling his death.

Since the reality show, Xia Yu had been unable to sleep for five or six consecutive days.

Whenever he dozed off, he would be awoken by all kinds of nightmares about his reputation being ruined. All the sinful things he had done over the years were like vengeful ghosts hungry for his life, whispering his evil deeds into his ear in the middle of the night.

The guillotine hanging over his head never fell, and the process of waiting for death seemed to constantly grind down his spirit.

He couldn’t distinguish between fantasy and reality. He always took the horror of being exposed and thrown in prison in his nightmares as real, and then screamed and howled, shutting himself in his room without coming out.

At this moment, Xia Yu opened his bloodshot eyes wide, not daring to look where the guillotine had fallen. He just neurotically covered his ears and refused to listen to the phone’s notifications.

But the mechanical, repeating tone still pierced his ears and hit his brain directly, making him tremble even more, and he finally jumped up with a scream and slammed the phone against the wall!

But although the screen was smashed to pieces, the phone continued to make that life-threatening sound.

Xia Yu took a deep breath, and finally opened the phone tremblingly, clicking several times on the broken, distorted screen before succeeding in opening Weibo.

His name immediately appeared on the screen:

#Xia Yu’s real identity exposed#

#Xia Yu’s character design collapses, proven to be the adopted son of the Xia family#

#Xia Xingchi, the long-neglected real young master#

#Xia Yu has no bottom line, showing off his wealth#

. . . . . .

The evidence and timeline were sufficiently clear, and various marketing accounts were scrambling to release the news at the same time, almost violently tearing off the last of Xia Yu’s disguise so that everyone could see his face clearly.

[I’m so disgusted. Xia Yu has robbed someone of their life for so many years. The fucking only son of a wealthy family?]

[His fans ridicule everyone’s background all day, especially Xia Xingchi. In fact, in terms of background, he is the vegetable seller from the valley!]

[Xia Yu is a thief, stealing the life of others so arrogantly. Don’t call him Xia Yu, call him Xia Thief, hahaha. Idiot.]^[1]

[Are you not listening to reason? You think Xia Yu wanted to steal someone else’s life? He is so innocent and kind, he definitely wouldn’t want to do that!]

[Ah, this? He’s “innocent and kind?” This is the joke of the year, I couldn’t tell if you were being sarcastic for a while. Have you fans gone crazy?]

[Even if Xia Yu didn’t choose to be an illegitimate child, how did he compensate Xia Xingchi for occupying his life for so many years? Hiding in the snow, splashing dirty water, and wanting to snatch someone’s fiance?]

[I’m really going to vomit. Xia Yu overwhelmingly marketed himself as a wealthy young master and ridiculed Xia Xingchi’s background, but the title belongs to Xia Xingchi. How does he have the face to show it off in front of him!]

[Get lost, green tea! You shameless thing, why haven’t you died yet, ah?]

[Fuck, the house has collapsed, what the hell did I like about him before? @Xia Yu, you ugly-hearted person, make amends for my feelings, ah!]

. . . . . . .

Xia Yu flicked the screen like crazy, and immediately screamed.

He had made Xia Xingchi bear all this overwhelming malice, never thinking that one day, the knife would stab him deeply.

He paid the most attention to how people looked at him, and every comment made him tremble, but he continued to read them one by one as if in a daze.

Xia Yu didn’t understand how this “proven truth” had come out. After all, he had been working hard to destroy all evidence that could be made public, and even the paternity test had been completely destroyed by him.

The shattered screen failed to operate, and when he swiped, he inadvertently clicked on a video.

He never expected that Xia Pingjian’s voice would sound from it:

“It is me who apologizes to Xingchi for all these years. He is my only son, but I have missed more than twenty years of his life and mistook Xia Yu for my son…..”

“……It was my negligence. I never knew that Xia Yu did so many despicable and shameless things to Xingchi. My careful teaching did not change Xia Yu’s bad genes at all.”

Xia Yu’s mind went blank for a moment.

How could that old man Xia Pingjian do this?!

Obviously everything had happened with his acquiescence, obviously he was the mastermind behind treating Xia Xingchi harshly, and obviously Xia Xingchi was just a waste in his eyes!

But Xia Pingjian just now mercilessly betrayed his worthless self, and turned to that bastard Xia Xingchi as a treasure.

Xia Yu began to madly howl, as if he had been completely abandoned by the whole world.

He desperately smashed the phone in his hand until it was finally smashed to pieces.

As if in this way, he could deceive his ears and ignore the truth, pretending nothing had happened.

– – –

At the table, Xia Xingchi drank the last sip of beef soup, ate a large bowl of noodles, and finished watching the video sent by Xia Pingjian.

It was really inexplicable. Was the original owner’s cheap father under a spell?

It must be mentioned that during the original plot, Xia Pingjian had been watching the original owner struggling with the identity of “illegitimate child” and “adopted son” in the vortex of public opinion.

Even later, the original owner completely collapsed and disregarded the attempts of his cheap parents to keep him silent, directly revealing his life experience.

It was a pity that Xia Pingjian categorically denied it, because baby Xia Yu’s stardom was the most valuable and important thing.

The small bit of evidence and the paternity test report that the original owner had kept so desperately became evidence of his lying, and he was insulted overwhelmingly.

“How can you lie so straightforwardly? It’s disgusting!”

“Shameless Xia Yu copycat, have you been slapped in the face?”

“Is the pheasant so crazy about wanting to be a phoenix?”

After Xia Xingchi thought about it, Xia Pingjian’s behavior was unexpected, but quite reasonable.

From this person’s point of view, there was no morality and no blood relationship. Xia Yu was a hundred times better than the original owner, so the original owner was just a rubbish stepping stone in his eyes.

But now that everything was reversed, it was not surprising that he could directly tread on Xia Yu, who was no longer worth anything, in order to please Xia Xingchi.

Just as he was thinking, a call came in from an unknown person. Xia Xingchi picked it up casually, and found that it was that lowlife Xia Pingjian on the other end of the line.

Knowing how disgusting this cheap scumbag was, Xia Xingchi had blocked all contact from him since the engagement banquet.

But this didn’t stop him from giving gifts like a dog begging for favor, and now that he had changed his number to give him a polite call, he was completely different from the scum who had wanted to trample “Xia Xingchi” to death.

“Xingchi, do you like the gifts Dad prepared for you?” The Xia Pingjian on the other end of the phone was very loving.

“I really like them,” Xia Xingchi said nonchalantly.

This was the truth. A little money-grubber liked all expensive things, and he wasn’t foolish enough to pass up money.

“Dad wants to hold the biggest birthday party for you this year. I owe you so much these years, I —”

“No.” Xia Xingchi said categorically and politely in his customer service voice, “Hello, I suggest that you stick with Xia Yu, don’t bother me.”

However, Xia Pingjian was not angry at all. He had changed from the way he used to slap Xia Xingchi every now and then.

He said emotionally: “Xingchi, your birthday last year was my negligence, I will never forget it again……because you are my son, ah!”

Xia Xingchi couldn’t be bothered to speak with him, and directly hung up the phone.

This reminded him, it seemed that his birthday was really approaching.

The original owner had the same birthday as him, but unfortunately, neither he nor the poor original owner had ever had a good birthday.

The poor little money-grubber would be happy if he could eat a small dish of braised pork on his birthday. He’d never had a birthday cake.

The Chinese medicine set aside had cooled to a moderate temperature. Xia Xingchi picked it up and delivered it to the study.

As he gradually became acquainted with a certain big cat who was afraid of bitterness, he had upgraded to pushing the door open and entering without knocking.

Because as long as Li Chengyuan knew that he was delivering medicine, he would pretend not to hear him and wouldn’t let him in, thinking of various ways to secretly avoid drinking it.

If he wasn’t watched, the innocent potted plants in the study may wilt the next day —

Ruined after someone watered them with medicine.

Li Chengyuan looked ill today and was in a bad mood. Seeing him come in with the medicine, he didn’t resist the difficult task of drinking it.

Instead, he picked up the bowl casually and drank it all in one gulp, as if he were drowning his sorrows in wine.

“What’s the matter?” Xia Xingchi handed over a candy. “Is there something wrong?”

Li Chengyuan was silent, and he said calmly after a moment: “I’m fine.”

He knew he would be like this. No matter how much he asked him, he wouldn’t answer if he didn’t want to. Xia Xingchi had no choice but to say: “The more troublesome things there are in your heart, the more uncomfortable you will be. I’m willing to lend an ear to the beauty once for free!”

Li Chengyuan smiled lightly then, but his smile was more to coax Xia Xingchi, rather than a smile from the heart.

– – –

Although the big villain was often fierce and terrible, Xia Xingchi still felt that he was particularly passive and gloomy today.

Li Chengyuan was doing his best to pretend, trying to act the same and leave no clues.

But this was his own big cat, after all, and Xia Xingchi would immediately notice if he was in a bad mood.

So in the dead of night, he took the rare initiative to roll to Li Chengyuan’s side and cling to him, using the winning formula of “sticking together can make you feel better.”

Li Chengyuan was lying on his side with his back facing Xia Xingchi when he felt a warm object hug him from behind.

“Boss, are you unhappy? You haven’t eaten much today.”

As Xia Xingchi spoke, he reached out and touched the reticent cat’s paw.

It stood to reason that money could buy happiness. If not, then there was just not enough money. He was so rich, but there was still something that could make him unhappy all day long?

He thought that Li Chengyuan would keep silent or pretend nothing had happened like he usually did, but this time he suddenly spoke in a calm voice: “Xia Xingchi, you will also get tired of me being sick all the time.”

“Huh……?”

Xia Xingchi’s voice dragged out. He couldn’t figure out who the “also” was referring to, let alone how this negative thought came so suddenly.

But regardless, he answered him firmly first: “Of course I won’t! And I’ll help you take care of your body. It’s getting better every day now, ah, and it will get even better in the future.”

This was the truth. In this matter, Li Chengyuan was very much like a cat, very good at enduring and never making a sound.

He would always bear the pain silently by himself, and never bother anyone around him until he couldn’t hold on any longer.

But Xia Xingchi didn’t want him to suffer in silence like this, and was willing to take care of him and share some of the burden for him.

Li Chengyuan didn’t speak for a long time, as if he was deep in thought.

He touched Xia Xingchi’s wrist, which he had taken the initiative to wrap around him, and felt the slightly raised crescent-shaped scar there. At last, he smiled warmly.

“Li Chengyuan, why did you suddenly—”

“Just speaking casually, go to sleep, ba.”

– – –

Early the next morning, Xia Xingchi was awakened by Lin Meng’s phone call.

There was an ad that needed to be shot quickly, and because it was very urgent, the salary was extremely high. The contract would be signed on the spot, and the money would be paid immediately after the shooting.

The little money-grubber immediately pricked up his ears. Of course he couldn’t miss this kind of thing.

Li Chengyuan was no longer beside him, and he didn’t know where he had gone. Thinking that he might be having breakfast downstairs or working in the study, he searched around but didn’t find him.

Xia Xingchi was in a hurry and quickly called driver Xiao Wu to take him to the ad shooting.

He casually picked up the meat pie that Aunt Li had just baked and shoved it in his mouth, then rushed out.

After getting in the car, he freed his hands to wipe off the oil on his fingertips with a wet towel, and wanted to report to his dear boss.

Unexpectedly, Li Chengyuan’s cell phone was turned off.

Xia Xingchi was puzzled. Mr. Li, who had a lot of things to do every day, was on the phone all the time. Did he go somewhere without charging his phone?

When he went out, he glanced at the decorative tree where the car keys hung. It seemed that a key for a supercar was missing. It was clear that Li Chengyuan had driven out by himself.

If he couldn’t get through, he had to give up. Xia Xingchi instructed Xiao Wu to let him know when he could get in touch with him.

Lest he go mad again after losing sight of a certain person for a while.

– – –

This commercial was a short one, and Xia Xingchi who had been thrown in halfway to save it, was actually asked to play the main character.

While the others were filming first, he took the opportunity to frantically memorize the script lest he get stuck at some point.

Fortunately, it was just an advertisement and not a big test of acting skills, so Xia Xingchi could handle it with ease. This sort of crafty male character was also suitable for him and easier to act. After memorizing the lines, it was very easy to act while displaying his true colors.

He didn’t finish work until dinner time, and the salary was hundreds of times higher than the previous “huge sum” of 20,000 yuan. This time it was truly a huge sum.

Xia Xingchi became excited just thinking about it, and after gleefully counting the zeroes, he found that the crew was still in charge of dinner.

But this time, the little money-grubber didn’t take a free box lunch rich with fish and meat. Instead, he said with a wave of his hand that he would go home first.

Everyone immediately jeered in a friendly and teasing way:

“Mr. Xia is really so reluctant to part with President Li for a while?”

“This is really throwing dog food everywhere and slapping us in the face with it!”

Xia Xingchi gave a “Hehe” with a playful smile. In fact, it was indeed because of Li Chengyuan.

This person’s cell phone hadn’t been connected all day. Combined with his weird mood yesterday, Xia Xingchi was very worried about what he was doing, to be acting so abnormal.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Xia Xingchi jogged all the way back.

After hastily changing his shoes, he quickly looked around the first floor, where Li Chengyuan usually was. It was empty.

Aunt Li came out of the kitchen, seeming to have something to say.

But before she had time to speak, Xia Xingchi rushed up to the second floor like a bolt of lightning.

The second floor was even more silent. Xia Xingchi stretched out his head and glanced into the bedroom. There was no sign that anyone had come in during the day after he left.

The sun set early in early winter, and night had dyed most of the sky at this moment.

Xia Xingchi entered the study, turned on the light, and saw that there was nobody there.

Only then did he realize how foolish he was. He had completely forgotten to check if there was an extra car key at the door.

This person couldn’t walk back, so if the car wasn’t there, it meant he was not at home.

Xia Xingchi shook his stupid head, wanting to leave the room and go downstairs to ask Aunt Li if she knew anything.

But suddenly, he glimpsed a familiar red rope on Li Chengyuan’s desk.

It stood to reason that flipping through the boss’s things and prying into his privacy was not proper conduct.

But that rope was really familiar, and it was placed on the desk surface, so there was no need to search for it.

Xia Xingchi paused for a moment and was about to retreat, but decided in the end to step forward and sate his curiosity.

This red rope was hand-woven. Xia Xingchi frowned the more he looked at it – this was his original weaving method from when he was a child.

When he was young and naive, he always thought he could get rich by inventing something unique, so he thought hard and came up with this very beautiful weaving method.

It was a pity that nobody cared about his street stall, and he was chased off by urban management.

But how could Li Chengyuan have such a red string bracelet here?

Did someone else coincidentally come up with the same method, or was it really made by him?

Xia Xingchi frowned, and a tenuous feeling crept into his heart.

It was familiar and unfamiliar, as if there was some memory that wanted to break free from the shackles that had been holding it back!

Suddenly, like a pot of hot water soaking him from head to toe, the dream he had forgotten became crystal clear without warning!

 — This is the same one I gave him when I was a child!

T/N: It’s getting closer to the end of this story, so I’m going to pose this question: Does anyone have an untranslated story that they want to see translated? I can’t promise anything, since I’m super picky about what I read, but it’s nice to have options! I’m also open to novels that have been dropped by previous translators.

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[1] This makes more sense when you see that the characters for “Yu” (喻) and “Thief” (偷) are so similar. ⮐

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Chapter Thirty-Eight << Table of Contents >> Chapter Forty

T/N: Thank you to VC3 for the Kofi! You made my day! Also, I’m posting two chapters today. I don’t like when translators require a certain amount of donations before posting the next chapter, so I figure I’ll just post two chapters for every donation from now on, whatever the amount.

The bottle of bath salt rolled to the ground. Xia Xingchi sat up stiffly as it rolled away, completely forgetting to bend down and pick it up.

It was very quiet for a while. Li Chengyuan observed him patiently and expressionlessly, as if wondering what lies he would come up with this time.

Xia Xingchi finally came back to his senses and jumped up at once, thinking that escaping would be the best plan, but Li Chengyuan grabbed his wrist and dragged him back to the chair.

Li Chengyuan said somberly: “Speak.”

He had finally revealed this terrifying truth in front of Xia Xingchi, and at this word, he couldn’t help but flinch.

“I…..what can I say?” Xia Xingchi asked dryly with a guilty conscience. “What modified memories, ah? Are you sleepy and telling fairy tales?”

Li Chengyuan didn’t say a word, and the more expressionless he was, the more frightening he became.

Feeling increasingly terrified, Xia Xingchi outwardly pursued victory with an earnest appearance: “I’ve heard that near-death experiences can cause hallucinations, you must be mistaken……anyway, don’t think about these messy things!”

Li Chengyuan’s expression shifted.

After a long silence, he said in a heavy voice: “Xia Xingchi, do you also want to say that I’m mentally ill, that these are all figments of my imagination —”

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth and coughed.

His face, which was slightly ruddy from soaking in hot water, turned pale again. His lungs had not yet healed from being damaged by the toxin, and at this moment, he coughed up a trace of blood.

Li Chengyuan swallowed the blood in his throat and smiled self-mockingly: “Yes, maybe I am crazy.”

Xia Xingchi had never witnessed such a scene before, and was at a loss for what to do.

He suddenly remembered that Li Chengyuan was convinced of the existence of that little liar, and that because of his tenacity, the mistress had forced him to take countless psychotropic drugs.

— He had accidentally poked this wound while looking for excuses in a panic.

It was hard to say whether that little liar existed or not, but what Li Chengyuan said about the memory change a year ago was indeed true.

Feeling extremely guilty, Xia Xingchi said: “No! I believe you! I mean……actually, I……uh, I actually had plastic surgery! So you didn’t recognize me then!”

Li Chengyuan: “………”

He was actually not so fragile and glass-hearted, not to mention being saddened because of such an inconspicuous little thing. 

He wanted to use this to test Xia Xingchi. However, it seemed that he had overacted the performance and had accidentally coughed up a little blood, which forced the little hedgehog to tell such untrustworthy lies without hesitation.

Xia Xingchi continued to lie with a hushed voice and a guilty conscience: “Of, of course things like plastic surgery should be kept secret! I was afraid you would dislike me, so it was normal for me to want to hide it – right!”

Li Chengyuan was helpless. He estimated that if he pushed this person too hard, he would bite people, so he reached out and pinched the tip of Xia Xingchi’s nose: “Stop fabricating things, why can’t you even tell a whole lie now?”

He wasn’t as good as when he was a child.

Although the ins and out were not clear yet, Li Chengyuan had already obtained the answer he was looking for: 

It was quite a standard cover-up. If Xia Xingchi didn’t know anything, then naturally he wouldn’t have to lie, let alone feel so guilty.

It seemed that this little liar knew something, but just wouldn’t say it.

“Help me up.” Li Chengyuan let him off temporarily, and stretched out his arms instead.

“What’s wrong?” Xia Xingchi saw that he seemed to be unable to stand, and asked anxiously, “Are you dizzy or uncomfortable?”

Li Chengyuan didn’t say anything. As if he were really dizzy, he let Xia Xingchi help him up.

This little part-time worker was very service-oriented, so he picked up a bath towel and dried him off.

In fact, when Xia Xingchi was wiping him, he did it with the attitude of bathing and brushing a wet cat. He didn’t think much of it, and was about to wipe lower when he heard a voice in his ear saying: “Do you dare to look at me?”

Xia Xingchi: “……”

With such a reminder, he seemed to have accidentally seen something.

At this moment, he had finished casually wiping Li Chengyuan’s upper body, and was about to wipe all the way down. The position was very awkward and unfortunate, and a certain part could be seen clearly and in detail.

The image was shocking. He hadn’t stared at it before, and this was the first time he had beheld it in such a way……the dimensions were impressive.

“Shit!”

Thorns immediately exploded all over Xia Xingchi’s body. While jumping three feet high, he threw the towel directly onto Li Chengyuan: “Wipe yourself quickly!”

This person’s skill at acting weak was too extreme. Whenever Xia Xingchi was distracted, he would always classify him as weak and unable to take care of himself, and want to lift him out of the wheelchair again or dry him off and put him in a bathrobe.

. . . . . . 

The impact of the image was too great. Xia Xingchi tossed and turned at night, finally remembering that besides liking money, he had other hobbies, such as liking men.

He usually thought nothing of sleeping with Li Chengyuan. Even hugging his waist and sticking to Li Chengyuan was like a small animal huddling together for warmth, with no extraneous thoughts.

But tonight, somehow, something was wrong. The villain’s perpetually cold body temperature seemed to roast him, making Xia Xingchi shrink to the side of the bed to be as far away from him as possible.

But no matter how far away he could get, it was still a bed. His nose was still full of a certain person’s light fragrance, gently scratching the tip of his heart like a small paw.

Seeing him rolling around like a small pancake without sleeping, and so far away, Li Chengyuan said helplessly: “What are you doing?”

“I’m hot. Don’t get close to me.”

Li Chengyuan was even more helpless.

Fortunately, Xia Xingchi fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. After waiting for a while, he saw that the pancake would not turn over again and was snoring comfortably and contentedly while lying on the pillow. Only then did Li Chengyuan reach out to pull him into his arms.

. . . . . . 

When the doctor knocked on the door in the morning to make his rounds, Xia Xinchi had already changed his position to actively cling to Li Chengyuan’s body, soundly asleep.

He heard a weak voice talking next to his ear: “Mr. Li, your inspection results……”

Xia Xingchi immediately pricked up his ears and peeked out from under the blanket, listening to the doctor’s words with sleepy eyes.

When the doctor walked through the door, he noticed that something was bulging under the bedding. Just as he was thinking that it was a pillow or something else, he saw a bright and handsome young man emerge.

Li Chengyuan stuffed Xia Xingchi back in casually: “You sleep tight.”

Xia Xingchi declined. Yawning, he unceremoniously rubbed his head against Li Chengyuan’s clothes and put his arms around his waist, refusing to let go.

Maybe it was because he’d had little intimate physical contact since he was a child, but when Xia Xingchi was in a daze, he would instinctively stick to someone he knew and liked.

The doctor was suddenly stuffed with dog food, and it took him a long time to regain his senses and continue: “Overall, there are no big issues. However, lung and myocardial damage still require rest for a period of time, and the problems of hypotension and anemia still require medication.”

“If you want to get rid of your stomach problems, don’t make a habit of staying up late. You also must balance work and rest. Working too much can hurt your body.”

Xia Xingchi tilted his head. It suddenly occurred to him that the other party wanted to make money so desperately because of his money-grubber White Moonlight, and suddenly felt that the person he was holding in his arms was unpalatable.

He finally remembered how hard he had tried to distance himself from him last night. Why did he embrace him as soon as he opened his eyes today?

Li Chengyuan found the hands around his waist loosen. The little hedgehog who had just woken up felt inexplicably depressed, slowly retracting his head into the bedding and turning away from him as he silently rolled himself into a little hedgehog ball.

Li Chengyuan: ?

Even a business legend with incredible foresight couldn’t figure this out. After pondering for a long time, he couldn’t figure out which sentence had offended Xia Xingchi.

. . . . . .

Li Chengyuan only stayed in the hospital for a few days. After finishing the necessary injections, he decided to go through the formalities and leave the hospital. After all, he could also rest at home.

His decision was very firm, and he didn’t take into consideration his physical condition at all. Even though the doctor advised him to rest and stay a few days for observation, he refused to comply, and the remaining IVs and medications were taken home.

Xia Xingchi was baffled, and didn’t understand why he wanted to go back all of a sudden.

He’d originally wanted to persuade him, but was easily defeated by the sentence, “I’m in a bad mood here.”

This was a moody and bad-tempered big cat. A disagreement would make him so angry that his stomach hurt. It was best not to provoke him, so that a negative attitude would not affect the recovery of his body.

Xia Xingchi tilted his head, vaguely feeling that Li Chengyuan didn’t want to leave the ward just because he didn’t want to stay here.

Maybe there was another reason that he didn’t want to talk about……and it wasn’t a good thing.

After not visiting home for a long time, Xia Xingchi was shocked when he passed by the open storage room just after entering the house and changing his shoes.

The entire storage room was packed to the brim. There were so many gift boxes, containing food, drink, entertainment, and all aspects of daily life.

Xia Xingchi casually picked up an expensive and beautiful watch and held it to his wrist, feeling that this youthful style suited him quite well. 

“Oh my god, Aunt Li, did I win the lottery?”

Aunt Li was watering the plants in the living room, and said: “A lot of people have come to give gifts recently. Your agency and your father have delivered a lot of things to your door.”

Not long ago, his agency had casually suppressed him, but since he and Li Chengyuan had made an official announcement, they not only found that they had treated the young master of the Xia family badly, but this was also the lover that Mr. Li held in his palm.

The degree of their shock and fear was no less than five thunderbolts, and they regretted all of their actions from the beginning. So after slipping to their knees, they began to give gifts attentively. It was obviously a sincere apology and an attempt to improve their relationship.

As for Xia Pingjian, he was so thick-skinned that he didn’t feel any degree of shame as he favored a different person.

Seeing that his son’s value had skyrocketed, he hastened to restore their relationship, forgetting the time when he scorned and beat him whenever he wanted to.

Xia Xingchi’s thoughts on the “gift giving” were still stuck at the cognitive level of a poverty-stricken worker. When Aunt Li called to ask if he would accept them, the little money-grubber simply nodded and said that of course he would accept them if they were offered at no charge.

It turned out that there was an entire storage room full of them, which was honestly too ostentatious.

Likely because he was afraid that cheap things would not catch the eye of “Mrs. Li,” he had bought the most expensive and best of everything. 

Xia Xingchi was delighted by this windfall from the sky, and turned around happily to say as if sharing the spoils: “This is all for your sake. You pick first, and I’ll take the leftovers.”

At this moment, Summer flew down the stairs, short legs slipping as it rushed down as if it was about to drift.

It had been a long time since it last saw these two people, and the seemingly non-sticky kitty cat couldn’t help but directly swoop upon them, obviously lonely.

Li Chengyuan immediately dodged the impact of the giant fluffy cannonball.

The big white dumpling missed its target and let out a dissatisfied “meow!” Then it turned to grab Xia Xingchi’s trousers and rubbed its head against him, as if beseeching him to uphold justice.

Xia Xingchi was taken aback for a moment, shocked by the surprising intimacy, and a sense of happiness burst within him.

He hit Li Chengyuan with a mallet in his mind, and said what he didn’t dare to say back when he was afraid of the big villain: “You really don’t know how to recognize a blessing! Do you know how wonderful it is to have such a sticky kitty cat? You don’t even know how many years I’ve wanted such a cat!”

Li Chengyuan said lightly: “I know.”

He didn’t have much interest in this kind of small animal. He had just thought of the cute expression on that person’s face when he stared at a kitten back then, so he specially raised one after leaving the Li Residence and stabilizing the company.

He normally didn’t have time to deal with this sort of affair, and had a dedicated servant to raise the cat, but he often fed Summer cat treats himself.

While feeding it, he recalled that the little liar was penniless and couldn’t even eat food himself, yet he was still able to feed half of the last bit of food to the stray kitten and half to Li Chengyuan with a smile.

Xia Xingchi tilted his head, and was about to retort, “It’s really weird that you know,” when Li Chengyuan continued:

“I got it for you. You said you like the pure white long-haired ones…..it has the same surname as you.”

“Huh? How could —”

Xia Xingchi was stunned, and suddenly realized that the name “Summer” really had the character “Xia” in it.

Li Chengyuan’s tranquil and serious expression didn’t look like he was joking at all. This big white dumpling had been raised for more than a year and was named early, far earlier than Xia Xingchi’s marriage.

This series of occurrences……how could there be such a coincidence?

Li Chengyuan didn’t say anything more, and deliberately let Xia Xingchi think about it for himself. Taking off his coat, he turned around and went upstairs to the study.

Leaving Xia Xingchi and Summer to stare blankly at each other, each in a daze.

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The next day, Xia Xingchi had his own get-rich-quickly job. It seemed that Lin Meng had selected the best few from countless high-quality resources.

Considering that the most important thing was the young lovers, in the face of hundreds of billions of net worth, working in the entertainment industry was indeed just for entertainment.

A simple variety show that could be recorded within a day wouldn’t affect the love and sugar between the two of them.

In the past, Xia Xinghchi had felt helpless idling away at home without being able to make money, but now he could easily fill his money-making itinerary, which made him as happy as winning the lottery.

He glanced at the big villain who was haughtily eating breakfast at the dining table, and suddenly couldn’t bear to go out.

Li Chengyuan was also dissatisfied with these plans. His clingy character was faintly revealed again through his illness, and it was obvious that he wanted to pick Xia Xingchi up himself so as not to lose him.

“It’s fine, you have a good rest, I really won’t run away.” Xia Xingchi said sourly, “I’m not the same as a liar who kills for money, don’t be so nervous all the time!”

Li Chengyuan took a deep breath. He was very self-aware of his paranoid character, and in order not to scare this person, he finally compromised.

Xia Xingchi instructed: “Eat a good lunch and dinner, ah. I’ll be back late, so I can’t supervise you today. Go to bed early and don’t stay up late to work.”

This variety show was being recorded in Beijing, and it would be the first time he appeared in front of everyone after he became a focus of attention.

There was no need to work hard like Xia Yu to establish a persona of “playing casually in the entertainment industry.” When Xia Xingchi was asked this question, he only told the truth, and sincerely emphasized in front of the camera that he was really here to make money.

It was a pity that everyone only thought he was being low-key humorous. After all, as long as he wanted it, Li Chengyuan could directly buy the entire TV station.

No one could come to play for fun more confidently than him.

It took a whole day to record the entire variety show.

Xia Xingchi thought that he would be able to grab a free meat-filled lunchbox, but the driver Xiao Wu brought a sumptuous meal prepared by Aunt Li – and at the same time, checked for Mr. Li to see if this person was still here.

The meal from home was healthier and more nutritious than the box lunches, and the pork rib soup was so fragrant that everyone couldn’t help but sigh with lament.

Although Xia Xingchi tried to share food so that he wouldn’t be eating it alone, everyone was too embarrassed to take advantage of the love bento specially prepared by the boss for his lover. So in the end, he was the only one who managed to fill himself to bursting.

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Because he recorded a few additional promotion videos, it was already midnight when he returned home.

Xia Xingchi tiptoed upstairs. He’d told Li Chengyuan to go to sleep early, and the latter had replied with a brief and indifferent “En.”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he climbed to the second floor, he saw that person sleeping on the sofa.

Li Chengyuan was dressed in pure white house clothes. With such long legs, it was a bit difficult for him to squeeze onto the sofa, and he had to curl up on his side. It didn’t look very comfortable.

Summer was also curled up into a kitty cat ball, sleeping next to him. Xia Xingchi felt at once like he was raising two white cats, one big and one small. Even after his night shift was over, there were still people waiting for him.

However, even as his heart became warm, he simultaneously grew angry. It was fine if Summer didn’t go to bed, but why was this big cat so disobedient?

Not to mention the awkward and uncomfortable sleeping position, but if he accidentally caught a cold, he was guaranteed to have a stomach attack and a high fever.

Although Xia Xingchi had lightened his steps, Li Chengyuan opened his eyes immediately.

“Dear boss, didn’t you promise me you’d go to bed early?” Xia Xingchi reproached him with distress, “Why are you sleeping here? What should you do if you catch a cold?”

Li Chengyuan lowered his eyes. Since he had found Xia Xingchi, his original difficulty in falling asleep had indeed recovered a lot, and the subconscious idea of “I can’t sleep or I’ll never find him again” had gradually weakened.

He had originally wanted to wait for him here, but accidentally fell asleep.

Seeing that he was silent, Xia Xingchi thought he wasn’t feeling well, so he hurriedly stepped forward and touched his forehead, only to be relieved upon seeing no fever or cold sweat.

“Don’t wait up for me in the future, go back to your room and sleep early.”

Li Chengyuan sat side by side with Summer on the sofa, his indifferent expression clearly conveying that he refused to admit he was waiting for someone.

“Okay, okay, you weren’t waiting. Mister, if you refuse to sleep again, I will knock you unconscious and throw you on the bed to smother to death.”

But when Li Chengyuan took the documents on the coffee table back to the study and returned, he saw that a certain person had already fallen asleep on the pillow.

It didn’t look like he could smother anyone at all.

Li Chengyuan smiled helplessly, turning the sleeping Xia Xingchi so that he wouldn’t suffocate while sleeping on his stomach.

Xia Xingchi crooned softly.

Perhaps something deep within his memory had been touched by the way Li Chengyuan lay curled up into a ball, because he actually dreamed of a little child version of Li Chengyuan who was also wearing a white shirt.

In the dream, he was similarly curled up like this, shivering uncomfortably as he pressed against his heart in a cold corner.

“Are you sick?” A little Xia Xingchi squatted down. “Is there something wrong with you, ah?”

Li Chengyuan ignored him. Seeing him leaning over to check, he just coldly slapped his hand away and leaned against the wall, using it to stand up with difficulty. He staggered as he tried to leave.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, a burst of dizziness accompanied by a splitting headache made him fall down.

Xia Xingchi quickly caught him, and said with decisive judgment: “You’ll die like this!”

Li Chengyuan finally reacted. An odd smile different from those of normal children appeared on his cold face: “Then I’ll die, ba —”

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Xingchi directly hugged him.

Although Xia Xingchi was a few years older than him, he was only slightly taller. But Li Chengyuan was dying of illness at that time, and was so emaciated that it was hard for Xia Xingchi to hug him.

“You can’t just die like this,” Xia Xingchi said breathlessly. “By the looks of you, you’re very rich. How can you be willing to die, ah? What a waste of money!”

Li Chengyuan was dumbfounded.

He had obviously never heard such an outrageous reason for living. It sounded like black humor.

But Xia Xingchi’s solemn attitude didn’t seem like a joke. He took him all the way to a remote abandoned factory that could shelter him from the cold wind, and boldly squeezed the face of the golden and precious Second Young Master.

“Be honest, are you a young master who ran away from home?” 

“Drink some water, ba. Your lips are so dry and white, are you thirsty?”

“When your parents come to get you, can you tip me some food money? Otherwise, I’ll starve to death before you die.”

The scene changed, and it was soon a cold and wet rainy night.

Li Chengyuan’s sensitive and fragile stomach was throbbing, but he endured it soundlessly. He sat to the side and watched Xia Xingchi’s dexterous little hands quickly weave a red rope:

“Thank you for the meal money you lent me……although I have no money for the time being, can this be considered an IOU? I’ll pay you back when I make money!”

Li Chengyuan wanted to say that there was no need to pay back the money. Anyway, he would be murdered or die of illness before he could live until then.

But after thinking about it, he hoped that Xia Xingchi would still be around, so he nodded expressionlessly.

“Why do you have such a bad face? Don’t you want to eat something? The steamed buns are really delicious!”

Li Chengyuan shook his head, and continued to endure the severe pain in his stomach without saying a word.

His vision gradually darkened, and he hoped that he would pass out from the pain soon, so that he wouldn’t have to continue to suffer.

But at this time, he was caught off guard by a sweet taste in his throat, and promptly vomited out a mouthful of dark blood.

Xia Xingchi was lowering his head to put the bracelet on for him, but upon seeing this, he froze in place with fright.

To him, a child who vomited blood must be near death. Seeing his body tilt as he passed out with a pale face, Xia Xingchi was frightened out of his wits and thought that he had suddenly died.

“Li Chengyuan!!”

Xia Xingchi sat up suddenly as he woke up from the dream in terror.

Li Chengyuan was in a light doze, and was woken up by his loud voice. He noticed that the other was trembling and that the fear on his face had not completely faded, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

Xia Xingchi seemed to be sleepwalking and hadn’t fully woken up from the dream. He was in a daze for a while and couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality.

Grabbing Li Chengyuan’s hand, he said with certainty: “You can’t die! I made you a bracelet……I haven’t paid you back yet!”

Li Chengyuan had just thought he was having an ordinary nightmare, and that after coaxing him, he would be able to sleep unafraid.

But as soon as the word “bracelet” came out, he suddenly frowned and said incredulously: “Xia Xingchi, what did you remember?”

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Chapter Thirty-Seven << Table of Contents >> Chapter Thirty-Nine

The night wind in the forest was frigid, blowing ice cold all over the surrounding wilderness. A-Ning took out a blanket from the luggage and spread it under a tree near the fire. He wanted his young master to rest early, but the group of injured people on the opposite side was too noisy as they woke up drowsily and groaned at the top of their lungs like an overturned basket of clamoring ghosts and cicadas.

Gao Lin paced to Liang Shu’s side with his hands clasped and whispered in a breathless voice: “Your Highness, just stop it, that’s enough.” What is this business of always staring at Second Young Master Liu? If the other party was an unmarried girl, her reputation and integrity would be stared clean away by you.

On the other side, A-Ning also noticed that His Royal Highness was looking over, so he whispered to Liu Xian’an: “Young Master, it seems that the prince has something to say to you.

Liu Xian’an wiped the snack crumbs from his fingers and looked in Liang Shu’s direction.

At this time, Liang Shu had already withdrawn his gaze and was conversing with Gao Lin. 

The wilderness campfire and the bright moon cast a glow over his whole body. His features were bold, his nose high and straight, and the hem of his robes seemed to swirl up like a shimmering lake of broken gold. With an indolent expression and a luxurious presence, he did not match up with the rumored murderous madman.

But there was always some truth and some falsity to rumors. Thinking of this, Liu Xian’an wrapped up in a blanket and sat back under the tree, closing his eyes to wander again. He didn’t really care whether the world was quiet or noisy. Even if there really was a shrieking ghost, as long as his mood was calm, the only thing that would fall into his ears was the breeze piercing through the forest.

“Ah!” A wailing voice came out of nowhere, startling a flock of birds in the forest, but it did not startle Second Young Master Liu away from his three thousand avenues.

A-Ning was unable to fall asleep anyway, so he sat next to Liu Xian’an, stretching his neck out to watch the excitement. A limp escort was carried before Liang Shu by the soldiers, his wounded leg dragging across the muddy ground, still dripping blood. He looked miserable.

Perhaps he was truly scared to death, because coupled with the stimulation of severe pain, before Gao Lin could ask any questions, he poured it all out by himself.

The chief escort of Wanli Escort Bureau was named Chang Wanli. While not well-known in the jianghu, the escort business was booming. Three years ago, Chang Wanli’s first wife passed away due to illness. It did not take long for him to marry a new wife. Her name was He Rao, and she had a charming appearance, but her temper was the exact opposite.

Chang Xiaoqiu didn’t like his stepmother. He was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, and due to his young age, he often spoke rudely to her. The relationship between the two of them was never very good. As for Chang Xiaohan, he was the number two figure in the escort bureau after Chang Wanli, and had been silently protecting the young master all these years.

Gao Lin asked: “So the new wife ordered you to find a chance to deal with Chang Xiaohan and Chang Xiaoqiu when you went out this time?”

“Yes.” The escort said, “She gave us a pearl first, and said she will give us another box after the thing is done.” As he spoke, he took it out of his sleeve. “This is it.”

Not gold or silver, but pearls. Liang Shu took a glance: “What kind of family background does she have?”

“There is no family background. She was a refugee fleeing disaster in the south. When she first entered the city, she was smelly and filthy, and for some reason she was spotted by the head guard.”

Gao Lin crouched in front of the escort, took the pearl, and examined it slowly in the firelight: “Escorts usually do business with gold and silver. Even if the new lady wanted to tamper with the accounts and save some private money, she should get gold and silver. It would be difficult to save ten East China Sea Pearls of this size, let alone a whole box. Since she worked so hard to save them, why should she take it out for bribery……or do you not accept silver?”

“Accept, of course we accept, we want to convert it to silver, even if it is less than one or two percent. Because although this pearl is valuable, it is not easy to sell, but the wife said that this was all she had.”

A-Ning clicked his tongue while listening, and whispered to Liu Xian’an: “My lord, the old lady wanted two pearls to make earrings last time, but the master of the estate has not been able to buy the right ones. They actually have a box full of them, opening an escort agency really brings a wide range of connections.”

“It has nothing to do with the escort bureau.” Still wrapped in a blanket, Liu Xian’an yawned. “The pearl should have been owned by her before she got married.”

“Why?” A-Ning leaned towards him and lowered his voice. “Young Master was sleeping just now and didn’t hear the prince’s question. That He Rao has no family background and was a refugee fleeing disaster.”

“Leaving aside whether her status as a refugee is true or false, even if it is true, she was able to hide her belongings before fleeing disaster.” Liu Xian’an said, “After she married, no matter how prosperous the Wanli Escort Bureau’s business is, it would take three years to save enough for a box of pearls. Firstly, the money is difficult to move, and secondly, it would be impossible for no one to notice. If she wanted to have someone murdered cleanly, no matter what, she shouldn’t include pearls that could let others get a handle on her.”

Therefore, the only reasonable explanation was that the pearls were not obtained by her after she married into the Wanli Escort Bureau. In this way, even if the plot was exposed, she would not be implicated. On the contrary, she could also help clear up the suspicion in reverse – after all, only a fool would exchange easily exposed pearls worth tens of thousands of gold for something that cost one thousand silver. It really sounded sick in the head.

A-Ning understood, asking again: “Then shall we tell Lieutenant General Gao?”

“No need. If we can see it, His Royal Highness can see it, as well as Lieutenant General Gao.” Liu Xian’an said, “If you really want to help, then send some wound medicine to relieve the bleeding and pain, otherwise the escort won’t be able to last a few more words.”

The conversation between master and servant under the tree was sent to Liang Shu’s ears verbatim by the wind. After a while, A-Ning ran over with the medicine and Gao Lin nodded to him: “Thank you.”

A-Ning saw that the escort was covered with injuries, and there was not enough time to deal with all of them, so he simply bandaged the two major injuries and fed him a few more painkillers. The entire set of techniques was swift and steady. His expression didn’t even change when blood splashed on his face, which made Lieutenant General Gao take another look at Baihe Mountain Village on the spot

Liang Shu’s attention was not on this side.

Gao Lin felt that his prince’s behavior, if he stared at Miss Liu herself, could be explained as uncontrollable admiration when the emperor asked about it in the future. But at this time, at the end of his line of sight was Second Young Master Liu. No matter how it looked like a prelude to provocation, the palace spies were standing five steps away. Could we focus on business and engage in fewer such displays?

But His Royal Highness clearly didn’t have the consciousness to perform well. Not only did he fail to do so, but he casually and indifferently said: “Ask all the questions that should be asked clearly,” and then walked not far from Liu Xian’an, lifted the hem of his robes, and sat down as well.

Gao Lin: “……”

A-Ning became nervous again: “Lieutenant General Gao!”

Gao Lin had no choice but to continue to comfort him: “It’s fine, His Highness probably wants to ask about some detoxification medical theory.”

Thinking about it carefully, during the half-day of traveling together, the master and servant of Baihe Mountain Village had been helping, but the prince had been making trouble and telling lies. Lieutenant General Gao’s heart ached. How could there be such a difference in morality between people?

The campfire crackled and burned merrily.

Liu Xian’an continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Liang Shu tossed a stone into the fire.

With a whoosh, the flames blew up more than a third of a meter, and flew on the wind towards the tree. Liu Xian’an’s eyelashes fluttered, and he was finally forced to open his eyes due to the heat on his face. Last time in the carriage, he saw Liang Shu at the end of a wild and beautiful dream, and this time His Royal Highness was mixed into the flurry of flames. Both times were real and illusory, uneasy and startling. In the interweaving light and darkness, he was frightened and didn’t know where he was.

He stabilized his heartbeat a little and looked nearby, seeing that Gao Lin was still asking questions and the interrogation was obviously not over.

“Tell me.” Lian Shu held the pearl in his hand. “Why did the new wife insist on this as a reward?”

Liu Xian’an didn’t expect that the other party would come to discuss this issue with him. He forced his thoughts back to reality and said: “Perhaps the private money she saved in the past three years was not enough to buy escorts, or maybe she didn’t really intend to give the pearls away. I don’t know much about Wanli Escort Bureau, but according to common sense, unless Chang Xiaoqiu had already threatened He Rao’s status, there was no need for her to rush into it when she didn’t have the funds.”

“So you think it is the second possibility. She didn’t intend to give away the pearls, but just used one as bait to make the escorts work for her?”

“The premise is that the bandits in Fuhu Mountain have long been in league with her.” Liu Xian’an said, “I figure the ending He Rao wanted most was for the bandits to wipe out the escort team, so that she could recover the pearl, remove the thorn in her side, and keep the secret forever. The reason she bothered to buy escorts was actually just to poison Chang Xiaohan along the way, so that the only master who could really protect Chang Xiaoqiu would fall early and aid her plan.”

But unexpectedly, things still didn’t develop according to her arrangements. Chang Xiaohan’s body was strong, and although he was smoked by the poisonous fumes, his skills did not decrease too much. On the contrary, he led Chang Xiaoqiu out of the encirclement and escaped with his life.

Liang Shu’s judgment was similar to his.

So Liu Xian’an was not a complete layabout. He should have a lot of brains, but if that was the case, why was he being rumored by the outside world as a beautiful idiot?

If Lian Shu were to speculate, according to his past twenty years of survival of the fittest, it could only be that the other party was deliberately showing weakness, pretending to be senseless in order to protect himself in a big family.

But in fact, the family style of Baihe Mountain Village was very upright. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, and there was no internal intrigue. If one were to ask Second Young Master Liu if he had heard of his reputation in the world, he had vaguely heard some of it. But he had already half-stepped out of the world of mortals, traveling everywhere under the sun and wandering around the nine provinces. Riding the strong winds was very pleasant, and he sought absolute spiritual freedom in the heavens. How could he be affected by the small rumors of the secular world?

So he didn’t care. He truly didn’t care.

But Liang Shu didn’t understand his state of mind, at least for now.

He looked at Liu Xian’an, and after a while, he suddenly asked: “Did Young Master Liu mention this lord before to his younger sister?”

Hearing this, Liu Xian’an unconsciously straightened his back. He had not forgotten his mission to quietly spoil this marriage. 

Her interminable wailing had surely been mentioned. Liu Xian’an didn’t know that His Royal Highness had heard the whole plan about jumping into the lake in the teahouse, so he proceeded to lie without any psychological burden: “No, A-Yuan is naturally introverted and shy. She usually doesn’t talk much. My parents often suffer headaches because of her dull temperament. By the way, what sort of person does the prince like?”

Liang Shu replied: “Personality is not important, as long as they are beautiful.”

Liu Xian’an paused slightly, because his original idea was to reverse his younger sister’s personality, but he didn’t expect that the other party’s requirements for choosing a partner would be so straightforward and superficial. There was no depth. As long as they were beautiful……this gave no leeway to him at all.

He pondered for a moment and continued to hypothesize: “If they are beautiful but have a bad personality, and when dissatisfied will make a scene and throw bowls, plates, and cups, causing the whole family to be distressed, or if she simply commits suicide, is this okay too?”

“Naturally.” Liang Shu revealed an unprecedented good temper. “If they cry, I will coax them, and continue to buy bowls, plates, and cups after they are broken. As for suicide, if the beauty must die, then this lord can only join her. If I die under a peony flower, a ghost can also be romantic.”

“…….”

Liu Xian’an looked at Liang Shu, trying to find some indication in his expression that he was making this up, but there was none. His Royal Highness didn’t want to act in front of his spies, but in front of Second Young Master Liu, it was just the opposite. Before the stage could be set up, he was already addicted to drama.

In the distance, Lieutenant General Gao sighed.

Although Liu Xian’an had long been indifferent to life and death, that was the conclusion drawn from looking down upon everything from the height of the Dao of Heaven, which was completely different from Liang Shu’s “a ghost can also be romantic.” They belonged to two separate schools of indifference.

However, His Royal Highness seemed to be far from the words “ladies’ man,” so Liu Xian’an was a unavoidably a little surprised when he first heard it. But after thinking about it, since some people died for profit, some for fame, and some for family and country, why couldn’t some people sacrifice their lives for romance? Since they could, why couldn’t such a person be Liang Shu?

At this thought, Liu Xian’an nodded slightly and successfully accepted that the first commander of Dayan might run off to die for love at any time, which was actually a terrifying prospect. But since the other party was so obsessed with lust, then his previous method would not work. His sister was really beautiful, so he needed to change his angle of persuasion.

Not half of his series of mental activities showed on his face. Liang Shu thought he had seen no small number of people, and among them, it was not uncommon for them to remain calm and unaffected when Mount Tai collapsed before their eyes. But Liu Xian’an’s tranquility could not be roughly classified into this category. He was not the same as them, or to be more precise, he was not even in the same space as others.

There was an independent and indestructible barrier that firmly isolated him in another world.

Liang Shu was the first to discover this.

Thus, His Royal Highness’s new interest immediately turned toward finding a way to break this barrier.

As for why it should be broken and what to do after it was broken, that was beyond his consideration. The so-called making trouble out of nothing went roughly something like this.

Gao Lin was worried and came over to interrupt before too long: “The group of escorts seem to be unfamiliar with the bandits in Fuhu Mountain.”

Liang Shu glanced at him: “After interrogating them for such a long time, you came to such a conclusion?”

Gao Lin: “……”

Gao Lin: “No, there is more.”

Liang Shu walked under the tree on the other side: “Tell me.”

Gao Lin spoke, but couldn’t help casting another glance behind him, and saw that Liu Xian’an had wrapped himself in the blanket again, hugging his knees as he gazed up at the black sky. Although his eyes were filled with dancing flames, for some reason, they still seemed as quiet as a cold, bottomless pool.

He also faintly noticed the innate sense of alienation and distance in Liu Xian’an, but not the existence of the barrier. Instead, from another angle, he found a plausible reason – this was normal, after all, the prince was really annoying.

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Chapter Four << Table of Contents >> Chapter Six

When Zhao Yelan went out, Xia Gao had subconsciously followed him. He said he was going to look for Gu Niaonaio, and after sending Xiao Gao away, he went alone. Instead of going to the Hongxiu Building openly, he walked into the small house used for communication, then walked through the tunnel and knocked on the door.

After a while, it opened to reveal Gu Niaonaio wearing a thin robe with her shoulders exposed, yawning as she stood there: “Is it good for you to run to me right after returning to Beijing?”

Zhao Yelan glanced at the scene inside the house.

“Come in, ba, there’s no one else.” After waiting for him to enter, Gu Niaoniao closed the secret door and told the surrounding maids and servants to retreat, then went back to the room to pour a cup of tea and light a stick of incense. “I haven’t seen you in a few months, but you still came back alive. You have good fortune, ah.”

Zhao Yelan took a sip of tea, then took out a bag of spices and a pearl hairpin, setting them on the table.

“You still know to bring me something? Then I won’t be polite.” Gu Niaoniao sat down with a smile and picked up the hairpin. She examined it for a while, then said, “It’s very unique, you even know women’s styles so well?”

“I found it in passing.”

Seeing Yin Pinglu stare at this hairpin for a long time, Zhao Yelan asked Yan Mingting to buy it for her, and bought a second one while they were there.

“You just don’t want to admit it, ba.” Gu Niaonaio smiled and inserted the hairpin into her hair, looking into the bronze mirror with great satisfaction. She picked up the spice packet and smelled it: “This is nice. We can put it in Qingyan’s room, the patrons will like it.”

Zhao Yelan twirled his fingers and remained silent.

After a long while, Gu Niaoniao put away these things with a sigh, and her expression gradually sank: “You don’t think this will placate me, do you?”

Zhao Yelan looked at her.

“You’ve been preparing to fake your death for so long, and I almost snuck in to collect the corpse. You just suddenly canceled your plans, and the next day, you slipped away to Jiangnan by yourself to be lovebirds with Yan Mingting. Such a happy thing,” Gu Niaoniao said angrily.

“Sorry, it happened suddenly.”

Gu Niaoniao looked at him for a while, then waved her hand: “Well, since it’s your own choice, what can I say? How are you two doing now?”

“Fairly well.” Zhao Yelan took another sip of tea.

“Your fairly well should mean extremely well.” Gu Niaoniao observed his expression. “Tell me, you came to the door in person as soon as you returned, so what do you need me for?”

“The tattoos on Qingyan’s body, did you do them?” Zhao Yelan asked.

Some of the girls in the building wore flirtatious tattoos to tease the guests, and others had scars on their bodies that could be covered with tattoos. Of course, there were some who simply enjoyed them.

“Yes, ah, I did the tattoos on all the girls. It’s a special skill that I learned.” As Gu Niaoniao spoke, she glanced at him in surprise and her expression turned strange. “Are you thinking about getting a tattoo as well?”

Zhao Yelan nodded calmly.

“You two…..are progressing very fast,” Gu Niaoniao teased. She paused again, shook her head, and said, “No, no. Does that mean that he hasn’t seen your back yet?”

“En.”

Gu Niaoniao was suddenly in awe of Yan Mingting, and sighed: “Wait a minute, I’ll go get some tools.”

About a quarter of an hour later, Gu Niaoniao came in with a big box: “Take off your shirt and lie down on the bed.”

Zhao Yelan watched as she unfolded a cloth bag with practiced movements. Inside were silver needles of varying thickness, and there were several boxes of paint next to her. She lit a candle, took out a needle, and heated it on the flame.

Gu Niaoniao noticed his gaze lingering on the needle, and said: “The process is quite painful, aren’t you most afraid of pain? How about I get you a sleeping draught? By the time you wake up, it will be over.”

Zhao Yelan thought for a moment before agreeing. Then he slowly removed his shirt, lay down on the bed, and asked: “How long will it take?”

“If you take the medicine, you won’t feel the pain, and I’ll be able to work faster. About half an hour,” Gu Niaoniao said.

“Try to be as quick as possible.” Zhao Yelan glanced at the sky outside. If he stayed too long, Yan Mingting would definitely look for him everywhere.

Gu Niaoniao put down the needle, ready to go prepare the sleeping draught. Unexpectedly, she was stunned as soon as she opened the door, and slowly retreated back into the room.

“What’s wrong?” Zhao Yelan asked.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Yan Mingting appear in the doorway, walking in step by step. He gave Gu Niaoniao a sharp look, then turned his head to look straight at him.

Zhao Yelan was startled, and suddenly realized that he had taken off his shirt. This scene seemed easy to misunderstand. He immediately sat up and donned his clothes, frantically tying his belt, but after a long time, he failed to do so and asked self-deprecatingly: “Why did you come?”

Yan Mingting passed by the table and glanced at the tools on it, then walked to the bed, his face darkening: “Come back with me.”

Zhao Yelan looked up at him. Those eyes that were always smiling were frosted over, frozen into ice. There was even an undercurrent of force in his tone, which was quite different from the usual Yan Mingting, and made him feel a little flustered.

He awkwardly explained: “This isn’t what it looks like, I just……I just have some business with her.”

“What business requires you to strip naked?” Yan Mingting asked.

“I didn’t strip naked…..” Zhao Yelan muttered. There was a sudden pain at his waist as Yan Mingting grabbed his belt and fastened it tightly.

He grunted at the suffocating pain. Yan Mingting looked up at him and relaxed his grip.

“Take your time talking, I’ll leave first.” Gu Niaoniao didn’t want to get involved in this, so as not to make the scene more complicated. After closing the door for them, she asked someone to conceal the news of Yan Mingting’s visit to the brothel.

Zhao Yelan glanced at this person who was still seething, and slowly held the other’s hand. He raised his head and said: “I really have nothing to do with her.”

“Then why were you undressed? You’ve never undressed so easily in front of me.” Yan Mingting looked down at him, sullen and jealous. “Is your heart on her instead of me?”

“How could this be?” Zhao Yelan stood up and kissed his lips. “How can she compare with you?”

Normally, whenever Zhao Yelan took the initiative, Yan Mingting would be as excited as a dog in heat. But at this moment, he was cold and unmoved.

Zhao Yelan kissed him several times in succession, then kissed his cheek and neck, but the other party didn’t respond. Frowning imperceptibly, he knew that this was not ordinary anger.

“What do I need to do for you to believe me?”

“Take off your clothes and show me.” Yan Mingting looked at him coolly.

Zhao Yelan gazed at the other silently for a long while, then pulled off his belt, taking off his outer  and middle layers. When he hooked up the belt of his inner layer, he couldn’t move his hands for a long time. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a broken light in his eyes: “Can we stop here?”

“We can.”

Zhao Yelan was stunned, a little in disbelief. He couldn’t conceive that the other party had compromised so quickly, and was even more flustered. But after careful study, he realized that there was a feeling of disappointment.

Yan Mingting was disappointed in him.

“You can stop whenever you want. If you don’t want me to look, then I won’t look. You can always do whatever you want with me. I, who was tempted first, will admit defeat first.” Yan Mingting gave a self-deprecating smile, but it was a little wan and weak, and didn’t reach his eyes.

Zhao Yelan’s heart trembled. He pulled hard, and the last layer of clothing fell to the ground. His skin was white like jade porcelain, and his waist was as thin as an easily-broken willow branch. The only small imperfections were a finger-long scar on his right breast, as well as a shallow mark on the waist and abdomen that was very long and wrapped around to the back.

“Turn around,” Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan’s face immediately turned pale. He took two steps back unconsciously, shaking his head over and over: “No, I can’t, how about in a few days?”

Yan Mingting took a step closer and stood in front of him, lowering his head. He stroked his cheek and spoke in a tone that brooked no argument: “Mengting, show me your back.”

Zhao Yelan hugged his neck helplessly, kissing and biting at his lips with abandon: “Next time? I’ll show you next time…..”

Just when Zhao Yelan thought he was trying in vain, Yan Mingting finally responded. He hugged his waist and kissed him hard, leaving marks on his lips aggressively and vindictively. Zhao Yelan tasted a bit of rust, but didn’t say anything. He even felt a sense of relief, and thought it would be nice if this could help him vent some of his anger.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the other party kept rubbing his thumbs on his back. Then he heard Yan Mingting ask in a hoarse voice: “Is it because of this? The word ‘slave?’”

Zhao Yelan seemed to be drenched in a basin of ice water. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He froze, and even the sound of his heartbeat seemed to have stopped. His eyes were vacant, staring in the direction of the void as the past suddenly appeared in front of him.

He faintly heard Yan Mingting’s voice: “I saw the word when I bathed you. I didn’t say anything, because I was waiting for you to take the initiative to tell me. I’ve been waiting, but you would rather undress in front of others than show it to me.”

Zhao Yelan looked at him blankly.

“I believe that you and her are innocent, but I just can’t figure it out. Why would you rather trust her than me? Am I not the person you trust most? Are all the things you said before false?” Yan Mingting asked in a rough voice.

After a while, Zhao Yelan’s eyes refocused and he slowly looked at him, only to find that the other’s eyes were a little red, as if he had been wronged to the breaking point.

It was the first time Zhao Yelan had seen him wear such an expression, and his heart seemed to have been tightly grasped. He was a little out of breath, and soreness filled his chest, gradually spreading to his eyes. He shook his head: “No, it’s not like that.”

“Then why?”

Zhao Yelan stroked his cheeks with trembling hands and said: “Because you are Yan Mingting, ah, you were born different from others.”

You have been blessed by the world since you were born. The most heroic person was your father, and the most virtuous and kind lady was your mother. Every step you take along the way is a solid step, an admirable step. You are free and easy, bright and radiant, with righteousness in your mind and the nation in your heart. You deserve to be praised by all people, and your name will go down in history.

How can I be compared with you?

Even my name is false, and my past cannot be mentioned. Even though I now have power and countless gold and silver, the brand on my back always reminds me that I crawled out of the darkest and filthiest place, and I am not even comparable to the common people. I am nothing more than a slave.

Under the surface of his lofty public appearance lay the deepest inferiority complex. He could usually deceive himself and everyone else, but once someone cared, a needle stuck into his heart, slowly torturing him.

The more they got along, the more he wanted to show a perfect version of himself. He didn’t want Yan Mingting to see the scars and brand marks on his body, and didn’t want him to know about his past.

However, Yan Mingting had already discovered it, and never said anything. 

Perhaps he had guessed his inner thoughts, but it seemed like he didn’t care about the brand, and that these results made him far less upset than the fact that he had asked Gu Niaoniao to tattoo him.

“Aren’t you curious about how Gu Niaoniao and I met?” Zhao Yelan said shakily, “We…..met in a prison cell.”

Yan Mingting froze, then pulled him into his arms and took a deep breath, the gloom in his heart disappearing instantly. As long as the other party gave him an explanation, he would believe him unconditionally.

He naturally knew how unspeakable this brand was for someone as proud as Zhao Yelan. No matter how deliberately arrogant and self-reliant he was, it was all to cover up the humbleness in his bones.

For this reason, he didn’t take the initiative to expose it. But when he found that Zhao Yelan would rather take his clothes off in front of an outsider and let them see, only then was every bit of him in a mess. Waves of jealousy spread from his heart, almost immersing him in a twisted desire for control, to take him back and imprison him in the mansion where no one else could see him. But this was only a fleeting thought, because he could never treat Zhao Yelan cruelly.

He loved him so dearly, how could he bear to hurt him?

“All right, I understand.” Yan Mingting looked up at the things on the table. “Are you getting a tattoo? I can also do this, let me tattoo you.”

Zhao Yelan was surprised: “You can?”

“En, I have tattooed many soldiers loyally serving the country.” Yan Mingting packed those things away. “Let’s go home first. It will be night soon, and guests will come here.”

Before Zhao Yelan had time to sort out his feelings, he was dragged to the door by him. He hurriedly called for him to stop, and led him out through the secret door.

The hidden passage was dark and damp, full of rot and mold. Zhao Yelan covered his nose with one hand, leading Yan Mingting with the other, and felt for the first time that walking this distance was not so difficult.

After returning to the General’s Mansion, the two headed straight to the bedroom. Zhao Yelan watched him carefully choose the needles, and then fully believed that he really knew how to give tattoos.

“Why didn’t you mention you can do this?”

“You didn’t tell me you had a brand, ah,” Yan Mingting said self-righteously.

Only now was Zhao Yelan free to settle an old score with him: “You peeked when I was in the bath.”

“You took advantage of me when you were drunk and ate my tofu.”

“……”

“All right, take off your clothes,” Yan Mingting said.

It wasn’t until he lay down on the bed that Zhao Yelan actually came to his senses. Unexpectedly, he had actually exposed the brand on his back in front of him. However, when the other party approached, he still inevitably flinched and buried his head, not wanting to face the other person.

But emotions were contagious. Yan Mingting didn’t seem to care, and only teased that he had a good-looking back and wanted to kiss it.

Zhao Yelan relaxed a little, and just ignored him.

A kiss fell on his back. Hot and humid breath hit his skin, and Zhao Yelan felt shivery, his skin trembling. He looked back, only to be kissed again, this time right on the brand mark.

“What pattern do you want?” Yan Mingting asked.

Zhao Yelan was taken aback by this question. He didn’t think about these details before he went, just thinking that Gu Niaoniao had a lot of experience and should be able to tattoo him straightaway.

“Don’t you have experience? What do you recommend?”

“Let me see, ah.” Yan Mingting repeatedly rubbed and examined the brand mark. The heat from his fingertips spread to Zhao Yelan’s skin, making him nervous as well as restless, as if deliberately provoking his desire. But when he looked back, Yan Mingting had an upright expression. It seemed that he was just thinking too much.

“I’m not very familiar with patterns such as flowers and plants. I’m better at tattooing words,” Yan Mingting said.

“Tattooing words?”

“En.” How about we add a character before and after this one?” Yan Mingting suggested. “Nian (念) in front and Jiao (娇) in the back?”

“…….Nian Nujiao?”^[1]

“Yes, if you like, I can also tattoo the whole poem on your back. Wouldn’t it be fierce?”

“… … … …”

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[1] Combining these two characters with the character for slave (奴) forms the name of the songstress in Yuan Zhen’s “Poem of Lianchang Palace.” ⮐

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Chapter Sixty-Nine <<Table of Contents >> Chapter Seventy-One

When the private plane landed at the Beijing Airport, Zhao Yinhe was already waiting outside.

All transfer procedures were completed and experts were waiting at the hospital. Li Chengyuan was directly snatched from the airport for a checkup, and couldn’t even go back to his house.

As soon as Zhao Yinhe saw him, he said like rapid gunfire: 

“I almost thought I wouldn’t see you again, how dare you fucking scare me like that!”

“It’s good thing your little ChiChi is so amazing, his CPR was comparable to a professional’s!”

“I didn’t dare tell Mom about it, but she saw the news this morning and insisted on buying a plane ticket to find you. I said you’d be back soon, so she’s waiting at the hospital.”

After a pause, Zhao Yinhe finally slowed down and asked in a whisper: “Was it poison? Although the test results haven’t come back, I think your symptoms are similar to aconitine poisoning……don’t tell my mom, she’s faint-hearted.”

Li Chengyuan gave a slight nod.

Liu Xian had bombarded him on WeChat a while ago, asking why he had suddenly fallen ill. He only vaguely replied that he had not been feeling well.

As a result, he was inevitably given a worried scolding and told not to procrastinate the next time he felt unwell, and go to the hospital for an examination.

When he was poisoned as a child, Liu Xian had been terrified, and for a long time she had looked at everyone as if they wanted to kill this poor boy. Seeing that Li Chengyuan was sick, she suspected that he had been poisoned again.

As soon as he stepped through the doors of the hospital, Liu Xian, who had been waiting for a long time, came up anxiously.

First, she looked Li Chengyuan up and down. Seeing that although his face was pale, he was still in good spirits, she felt relieved. Then she turned around and joyfully hugged a dazed Xia Xingchi.

“Thank you for being there, Xiao Chi.” Liu Xian rubbed Xia Xingchi’s head fiercely. “Were you scared? My eyes are still swollen from crying, I’m not afraid to pat your head.”

Xia Xingchi had never been comforted like a child by an elder before, and instantly felt embarrassed. This was a rare moment when the thick-skinned person blushed and bowed his head.

But he was happy, and very willing to have his hair messed up.

Liu Xian comforted him for a while, then turned her head and said: “Xiao Yuan, you have to be good to Xiao Chi for the rest of your life. If you lose him, you will never find another child as good as him!”

Li Chengyuan smiled faintly and gazed down at Xia Xingchi for a moment, then nodded slightly. Xia Xingchi was even more embarrassed by his gaze, so he hurriedly looked away and pretended not to see it.

. . . . . . .

There were enough physical examination items to make a person dizzy. Xia Xingchi couldn’t help being dumbfounded by the sight of a whole stack of medical examinations that needed to be done, thinking that this was true manual labor.

He thought of what the doctor had told him before. Li Chengyuan couldn’t tire himself out walking around and needed to stay in bed to recuperate, so Zhao Yinhe had a certain person push him in a wheelchair.

Xia Xingchi immediately agreed, and took the initiative to grab the wheelchair and gesture for the villain to sit down quickly. It was worrying to see him standing.

Li Chengyuan was already long-suffering upon seeing those complicated physical examinations, but seeing that there were even more outrageous battles to fight, he couldn’t help but frown: “It wasn’t really a heart attack —”

Before he could finish, Xia Xingchi pushed him down into the wheelchair without warning: “Boss, if you don’t want to sit on this, I think the stretcher bed over there is also good? As long as you don’t find it embarrassing, I’m willing to borrow one to push you. Lying down is also a good thing!”

Li Chengyuan: “…….”

Zhao Yinhe nodded in agreement, and almost couldn’t help laughing when he saw Li Chengyuan’s helpless and resigned expression.

As expected, everyone had a weakness. There was finally someone who could control a certain person.

Furthermore, this was really not a big deal. Although Li Chengyuan’s heart was not so bad that he had serious arrhythmia, after walking through the gates of Hell, his heart may hurt temporarily.

A full set of reception staff were responsible for all the examinations. Li Chengyuan didn’t let Xia Xingchi follow him, and asked him to go back to the ward to unpack his luggage. Aunt Li would bring their dinner later.

As soon as Xia Xingchi entered the ward, he was stunned by the luxury. This was indeed the best private hospital in Beijing, and the ward was comparable to a five-star hotel.

Not only was it not a lifeless white, but it also came fully furnished. There was an independent bathroom and even large French windows with a panoramic view.

Simple daily necessities had already been prepared on the table. Xia Xingchi picked up a bottle and a can, and found that they were the mint candy that Li Chengyuan often ate, along with his favorite black tea.

This was such meticulous and thoughtful service. What was even more meticulous was that when he opened the closet, his shirts were actually hanging inside, and even the shower gel in the bathroom was the brand he usually used.

Zhao Yinhe stuck his head in, and seeing Xia Xingchi’s surprise, he explained: “This ward is reserved for Li Chengyuan, and no one else is allowed to stay in it except him – he used to be in poor health and spent most of the year in the hospital.”

Those years at the Li residence had broken down his already frail and sick body.

Moreover, when he successfully seized power, the entire Li Group was already in turmoil, and he had to deal with various affairs almost without sleep.

Once, he really couldn’t spare the time and had to have an IV drip while he was holding a meeting. As soon as he finished work, he fainted to the ground the moment he stood up.

Not to mention that his mental state was not very good at the time, and he had to take psychotropic drugs with severe side effects in order to stabilize his mood.

But it was this kind of desperate effort that finally saved the Li Group from going bankrupt and brought it back to life.

The more Xia Xingchi heard, the more distressed he became. He’d never thought that Li Chengyuan had been through such a difficult time before, and wished he could rush over to him and hug him hard.

After thinking about it, he couldn’t help asking: “Isn’t that too much? Treating money like it’s more important than his own life……from what I’ve seen, he’s not really a money-lover, ah?”

Hearing this, Zhao Yinghe immediately showed a strange and complicated expression.

He hesitated to speak for a long moment, and finally said: “Li Chengyuan left the Li residence once when he was a child. Have you heard about it?”

Xia Xingchi nodded. He’d heard it while that idiot Xia Yu was revealing Li Chengyuan’s private information in front of the camera. He had mentioned that he ran away from home.

“It wasn’t that he wanted to leave.” Zhao Yinhe shook his head. “He was in a stupor after being stimulated, and the vicious mother and son threw him out and pretended he had run away from home.”

At that time, Li Chengyuan had just witnessed his mother’s suicide. So day and night, he was tortured by the horrible scene of her frantically writhing as she hung from the ceiling, and lost his mind.

No matter how mature he was, he was still a mentally disturbed child, and was easily induced by the vicious new mistress to “run away from home” in the hopes that he would die of illness in some corner.

At that time, Li Chengyuan had a weak physique and could cough up blood even when the wind blew, and often fainted suddenly. But miraculously, not only did he fail to die, he survived until the countless people sent out by Liu Xian found him —

No one in the Li family actively looked for him, and didn’t even care about him as much as outsiders.

Liu Xian and Li Chengyuan’s mother were as close as sisters, and she had a heart for the only son left behind by her dead best friend.

In addition, since Li Chengyuan had been quiet and forbearing since childhood, Liu Xian always treated him like her own son.

“After coming back, Li Chengyuan’s spirit suddenly recovered a lot. He no longer acted mindless and dazed, but ever since, he was always thinking about finding someone.”

Xia Xingchi pricked up his ears when he heard these words. It appeared that Li Chengyuan had met his White Moonlight during that time.

Zhao Yinhe went on to say unexpectedly: “But this person……is probably someone he imagined, and doesn’t exist at all.”

In order to stabilize Li Chengyuan’s spirit and alleviate his condition, Liu Xian had worked very hard to find that person for him.

Back then, the Zhao family had the largest film and television group in the country, and had a wide network of contacts and financial resources. But after searching high and low, they couldn’t find the person Li Chengyuan was obsessed with. “He” seemed to have disappeared from the world.

In the end, Li Chengyuan was so sick that he barely had one breath left, and was in a stupor at that time. Everything was more like a dream woven by his brain to escape the reality of his torment and despair.

Xia Xingchi was taken aback upon hearing this. He never thought that he would be a substitute for a non-existent person, and it had never occurred to him that everything could just be a fantasy.

Zhao Yinhe: “But I kind of believe that such a child really existed.”

In order to fake that he ran away from home, the Li Shengrui mother and son had deliberately given him a lot of money. In any case, he didn’t have much desire to survive, and this crazy person was barely aware. He certainly wouldn’t spend money on medicine and treatment.

When Liu Xian found Li Chengyuan, he was already unconscious with a high fever, and didn’t have a penny on his body —

It really seemed that after someone cheated him of all his money, he was thrown into a small abandoned warehouse upon seeing that he was too sick to survive.

“Oh, but I’m getting off track! Getting back to the topic, the conclusion is that – Li Chengyuan doesn’t care about money, but the person he was looking for was very fond of it. He said that the person’s mind and eyes were full of money, and he wanted to use this method to catch the liar back.”

Xia Xingchi was utterly shaken.

Assuming that the White Moonlight existed, there were thousands of people who loved money in the world. He couldn’t assume that he was the right person just because of this common hobby, right?

What’s more, he was incapable of vicious things such as killing for money…..the one Li Chengyuan had been obsessed with for so many years was this kind of person?

As if he had learned some shocking secret, Xia Xingchi couldn’t help but feel uncomfortably sour, and didn’t speak for a long time after hearing those words.

Seeing the change in his expression, Zhao Yinhe immediately felt strange and sensed that he had said something wrong, but didn’t know what it could be.

Every time Li Chengyuan mentioned the “little liar” over the years, he gritted his teeth with a paranoid attitude, as if that person was his sworn enemy, and he wished to bring him back and imprison him and torture him severely.

Was Xia Xingchi…..jealous?

. . . . . .

When Li Chengyuan returned to the ward after completing various examinations, he noticed that Xia Xingchi’s mood was very strange.

This was a little hedgehog whose face couldn’t hide anything. Although it could be seen that he was trying hard to cover it up, there were still clues.

Xia Xingchi shook his head and took the wheelchair from the medical staff, saying nonchalantly: “How was it? Are the test results okay?”

Li Chengyuan nodded slightly and only continued to stare at him.

Xia Xingchi was already used to being stared at like this by the kitty cat, but at the thought that he had actually replaced a despicable little liar who might not even exist, he couldn’t help feeling even more sour.

“Aunt Li made some shredded chicken porridge for you.” Xia Xingchi pushed the wheelchair to the bed. “Does your stomach hurt? The nurse just brought your stomach medicine.”

Because his mind was still obsessing over the White Moonlight, his short-circuiting brain wasn’t functioning at all as he bent over and tried to figure out how to carry Li Chengyuan from the wheelchair to the bed.

Li Chengyuan gave him a mystified look. After a while, he pursed his lips and teased him by remaining silent, watching Xia Xingchi trying to lift him as if pulling up a radish.

Although Li Chengyuan looked thin, he was tall and heavy-framed. Coupled with his self-discipline in maintaining a good figure over the years, his muscled body was inevitably extra heavy.

Xia Xingchi tried a few times from various angles, but all of his attempts failed.

Feeling flustered, he couldn’t help but get distracted again, thinking that Li Chengyuan must have been easy to carry when he was a child. He must have been delicate and beautiful, like a porcelain doll.

It was a pity that he didn’t meet Xia Xingchi, but met a little liar with a bad character.

Thinking of Li Chengyuan being so young at that time, trembling and unconscious in a cold abandoned warehouse, waiting for a person who would never come back, Xia Xingchi felt very distressed.

And he felt even more sour, regretting that he couldn’t be the one who had met Li Chengyuan.

It wasn’t until Li Chengyuan was almost thrown from the wheelchair onto the ground by the absent-minded Xia Xingchi that he finally couldn’t endure it any longer. While Xia Xingchi was leaning over, he raised a hand to touch his furry head —

Then he stood up and sat on the bed.

Xia Xingchi: “…….”

Shit, he seemed to have forgotten that this person didn’t have a leg problem, he just had a weak heart and needed to walk less for the time being.

His reflexes were stunted, and it took Xia Xingchi a long time to remember to be angry:

“Li Chengyuan, how dare you play tricks on me! Believe it or not, I’ll take your food and let you starve to death here!”

Li Chengyuan’s face was expressionless when he heard these words, but a faint smile flashed in his eyes. He knew that Xia Xingchi couldn’t bear to starve him. After all, he would suffer from stomach pain and hypoglycemia when he was hungry.

Xia Xingchi also realized that he was being manipulated to death by this black-hearted capitalist, so he made a gesture like a sugar glider that was about to pounce on him.

Li Chengyuan had seen the depressed look on his face just now and purposely teased him, raising his arms to indicate that Xia Xingchi could throw himself into them.

While they were horseplaying, the phone suddenly rang. Xia Xingchi reached for it and found that it was the police calling.

Killing someone with poison was a major event, not to mention that the witnesses and suspects involved in the case were all public figures with great fame.

For this reason, the case immediately alarmed the upper echelons, and it only took a day for the report to be done. The hospital had already issued the test results, and jointly determined that this was deliberate poisoning.

The poison used was exactly the same as Zhao Yinhe had guessed, pure, highly-toxic aconitine.

While Li Chengyuan answered the police call, Xia Xingchi playfully sat in his wheelchair and looked down to see what was brewing on Weibo.

The big villain’s bad character was like a cat. After catching their prey, they didn’t kill it with one bite, but intentionally tortured it, constantly frightening it and destroying the opponent’s mentality to their heart’s content.

When he opened it, the hot search item of the young master of the Xia family being exposed was ridiculously popular.

Because it was filled with onlookers and abuse after Xia Yu completely collapsed in just a few days, it could be said to be quite lively.

What he didn’t expect was that when Xia Xingchi refreshed it casually, there was new shocking content on the hot search list:

#The Truth About Mr. Li’s Heart Attack#

#Police Confirm Deliberate Poisoning#

. . . . . .

[Oh my god, Mr. Li was actually poisoned, no wonder it was so serious all of a sudden]

[Thinking carefully, the suspect is either a celebrity or a staff member of the program team. Is a suspenseful case going to play out?]

[I have a wild guess – At that time, Xia Yu deliberately obstructed the first aid, and suddenly cooked porridge for Mr. Li. That was his brother’s fiance, he’s very strange]

[Bullshit! Li Chengyuan didn’t drink Xia Yu’s porridge at all! Are you framing and slandering him?!]

[That’s right, ah. Li Chengyuan himself said that he only eats food cooked by Xia Xingchi. He got poisoned because he drank Xia Xingchi’s porridge!]

[A pure passer-by. It is impossible for a person to poison the porridge he cooked, otherwise wouldn’t “I’m a murderer” be written on his face?]

[Maybe he thought the most obvious way was the safest, and he was just waiting for you to say that?]

The fans and anti-fans soon scuffled again. Previously, Xia Yu’s fans were numerous and had an overwhelming advantage.

But in just two days, his house had completely collapsed and he lost countless fans. On the contrary, Xia Xingchi had more and more fans, occupying an unprecedented dominant position with great momentum.

In the melee between the two sides, there were also passers-by who analyzed the situation rationally:

[There must be a motive for hurting someone. Such a meticulous and unnoticed poisoning plan can’t be someone suddenly wanting to kill a rich person.]

[Who is the beneficiary when Mr. Li dies? He and Xia Xingchi aren’t married yet and don’t share any property. He is only twenty-five years old, and it isn’t likely that he would make a will so young]

[I just went to patrol around the gossip squads and found that Mr. Li actually has an older brother! Informed sources broke the news that they are half-brothers]

[Pricking up ears to listen to the gossip of the rich and powerful, hurry up and talk, upstairs!]

[Wait, how do I remember that Mr. Li’s mother died young, and his father remarried……shouldn’t that be the younger brother?]

[The hell?!  How is the mistress in the top position, and the child of the mistress is older than the child of the original spouse?]

[Mr. Li was originally the first young master, but as soon as the mistress brought her illegitimate child into the home, he became the second young master. At that time, anyone who didn’t change their form of address was fired. A driver who made a mistake and got fired broke the news]

[But there’s still a problem with that, the illegitimate child didn’t participate in the show, ah, how could he poison him from thousands of miles away?]

[He must have bribed someone or had an insider]

. . . . . .

Xia Yu hadn’t closed his eyes and slept for two days and two nights. He fearfully read the analyses of everyone online, trembling with panic when the crime was revealed.

He wanted to call Li Shengrui, but after receiving the message, “We won’t have contact for now,” he was directly blocked by him.

Li Shengrui also had trouble protecting himself. While fearing that his crimes would be exposed, he was furious at being torn down by public opinion.

Just the words “illegitimate child” online pierced his sensitive and self-conscious heart, and his anger flared.

Xia Yu was clutching his cell phone, and panicked at the sound of a servant knocking twice on the door, trembling violently.

The servant said: “Young Master, why don’t you go downstairs and have something to eat?”

Xia Yu had no choice but to crawl downstairs with weak limbs, hoping to get some comfort from his cheap parents.

Unexpectedly, Xia Pingjian was looking at his phone with some admiration, and said to his wife delightedly:

“This kid Xingchi is really promising and determined not to fall short, ah! He’s actually so favored by Mr. Li, and became a big star.”

“I see that Mr. Li seems to want to get a marriage certificate, but Xia Xingchi doesn’t……this is playing hard to get, what a good boy! As expected of my genes!”

When he heard these words, Xia Yu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Ever since Li Chengyuan let everyone know of his affection in a high-profile way, Xia Pingjian liked Xia Xingchi more and more —

Even though he had been blocked and was never contacted, Xia Pingjian firmly believed that this timid son who would shine when given a little sunlight would definitely change his mind after a period of being angry.

He diligently bought a lot of gifts for Xia Xingchi, and sent them all to Li Chengyuan’s villa like a loving father.

However, his attitude toward Xia Yu became increasingly indifferent.

After all, Xia Yu failed to “marry” into a top wealthy family, and his only outstanding quality was that he was a popular idol – but now half of his future as a celebrity had been destroyed.

Xia Pingjian had always set a clear price for his fatherly love.

Just like how the original worthless “Xia Xingchi” never received any love and care at all, it was as if the current Xia Yu had no value anymore.

Xia Pingjian made an impulsive decision: “Xia Xingchi’s birthday is coming soon, and I plan to hold the biggest birthday party for him. It would be even better if Mr. Li can also come and honor him!”

Xia Yu almost broke the spoon in his hand when he heard this.

The two of them were born on the same day of the same year. Last year on his birthday, he received an unparalleled luxurious banquet with the banner “Happy Birthday to our baby Xia Yu.”

And Xia Xingchi, that bastard who couldn’t make the cut and was only worthy of watching from the sidelines, what qualifications did he have for his birthday to be celebrated?

. . . . . .

In the ward, Li Chengyuan ate half a bowl of porridge before shaking his head.

Xia Xingchi sat beside him and reached out to touch his upper abdomen: “Is your stomach uncomfortable? Shall I rub it for you?”

Li Chengyuan grabbed his wrist and sat up, saying lightly: “I’m going to take a bath.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Xingchi immediately refused: “No way! You’re not well now, what if you get dizzy again?”

It was a pity that these words couldn’t overcome a clean freak’s determination to take a bath. Xia Xinchi knew that Li Chengyuan usually took a bath or shower once a day, and sometimes washed up in both the morning and evening.

But he hadn’t showered since the accident two days ago, and the big cat who loved cleanliness had restrained his temper without getting immediately irritated.

The two stared at each other for a moment. Xia Xingchi couldn’t convince the domineering and rebellious boss, so he had no choice but to simply turn around and clean the bathtub before filling it with water of a suitable temperature.

At the same time, he voiced a condition: “I have to keep an eye on you in here. If you faint, I can fish you out in time.”

Anyway, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t already seen everything, or fished it out or touched it.

The idea was fine, but the reality was completely different.

Watching Li Chengyuan undo the buttons with one hand, revealing beautiful collarbones and the pleasing lines of his chest and abdomen —

Xia Xingchi suddenly felt that this matter was not only something he wasn’t accustomed to, but also more and more ambiguous and strange.

“Wait!” Xia Xingchi promptly stopped him. “You, you……”

Li Chengyuan frowned slightly, and turned to look at him with a little puzzlement.

Xia Xingchi could only say awkwardly: “Go on. I’ll bring a chair and sit down.”

Originally, the little part-time worker had planned to wash the hair of the big cat in person, but it really took actual combat to realize that he didn’t dare take a look, and blushed at the sight.

Xia Xingchi could only stare “soulfully” at the bottle of hand sanitizer on the sink, not daring to look away.

At this time, he heard Li Chengyuan say calmly: “I was awake that night and just couldn’t move.”

Xia Xingchi gave a hesitant “Huh?” but didn’t know which time he was talking about.

A few seconds later, he suddenly remembered that Zhao Yinhe had told him that Li Chengyuan had an incurable undiagnosed condition since childhood. He would faint suddenly and frequently, sometimes accompanied by severe dizziness and a headache.

Xia Xingchi had witnessed this matter with his own eyes. It was just like when he passed out in the bathtub the night he transmigrated, and then passed out again after being sober for a short time.

But the frightening thing was that he didn’t lose consciousness every time. Sometimes he simply couldn’t move his body, but his consciousness and perception were still functional.

After Xia Xingchi heard this, his hair stood on end. He was deeply suspicious of whether or not Li Chengyuan had been conscious the night he transmigrated. Did he know about the mysterious and supernatural process of him appearing out of thin air?

And now this person suddenly said that he was awake?!

Xia Xingchi suddenly became alert. He pricked up his ears to hear why Li Chengyuan had brought up this matter, but heard his train of thought take a leap as he said: “You didn’t recognize me on the day of the engagement party.”

He didn’t know what the other party had up his sleeve, but Xia Xingchi had a vague premonition, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and make excuses: “I have poor eyesight……I wanted to play hard to get and pretend I didn’t know you to draw your attention!”

Li Chengyuan spoke again: “A year ago, I met ‘Xia Xingchi,’ and he also met me.”

Xia Xingchi’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his intuition of “something bad is going to happen” immediately reached its peak.

He just listened as Li Chengyuan continued: “He was not the man I was looking for. But now when I think about it again, the memory has changed – you know the reason for this, right?”

Something somewhere had tampered with everyone’s memories. Others had never seen the current Xia Xingchi, so the change of appearance in their memories would naturally not be noticed.

But the only variable was Li Chengyuan. Not only had he seen his appearance, but he had imprinted it in his mind. A year ago, he definitely hadn’t seen the person he was thinking about.

When Xia Xingchi heard Li Chengyuan’s straightforward statement, devoid of doubt, his hands shook involuntarily as if he had been struck by lightning again.

The bottle of bath salt that he was fiddling with in his hand fell to the floor with a bang, after which silence reigned.

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Chapter Thirty-Six << Table of Contents >> Chapter Thirty-Eight

When he was young, there were several girls of the same age nearby, and they loved to come and play with Zhao Yelan. He wanted nothing to do with them, and when he saw them chattering, he would return to the house with a straight face, pick up a book, and pretend to have business to attend to.

His mother would laugh, and she said to his father one night: “Our Mengting is really clueless, there’s no telling which girl he’ll like in the future.”

“How old is he, how can he understand these things? Right, Mengting?” His father glanced at him.

“En.” Zhao Yelan buried his head in the writing. “They’re too noisy.”

“So you like someone quiet?” His mother asked.

“En.” Zhao Yelan said without raising his head, “I like someone who is quiet, gentle, considerate, and cooks delicious food like you, Mother.”

“See, ba, and you said he doesn’t understand. He has a lot of thoughts on his mind,” his mother said with a smile.

His father also laughed and nodded his head: “Your mother is already mine, and you probably won’t find a wife as good as this one.”

“Nonsense, I will definitely find someone more gentle and virtuous!”

After dreaming of this for some reason, Zhao Yelan slowly opened his eyes and inwardly rejoiced that it wasn’t a nightmare this time. Then he looked over at the man beside him.

He was not gentle and virtuous at all, his cooking was unpalatable, and he was far from his ideal wife.

“What is it?” Yan Mingting noticed that he was not asleep, and before he opened his eyes, he reflexively pressed the other’s head into his arms, rubbing his back as he said semi-consciously, “Another nightmare?”

Zhao Yelan looked up at him acting like this and wanted to smile, saying: “Yan Mingting, when we return to the capital, come and meet my parents.”

“Okay, ah……what?!” Yan Mingting suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, with a bit of bewilderment and uncertainty in his eyes. “Are you serious?”

Zhao Yelan simply said: “I lied.”

“Take it back,” Yan Mingting said stubbornly. “I’m going, you aren’t allowed to go back on your word.”

“Who is going back on their word?” Zhao Yelan said with a smile.

Yan Mingting chuckled: “Why did you suddenly ask me to see your parents?”

“People cannot conceal their defects forever.”

“…..You’re saying I have defects?”

Zhao Yelan remained silent.

Yan Mingting was also silent.

After a while, Zhao Yelan couldn’t help but ask, “Are you angry?”

Yan Mingting continued to remain silent.

“Petty.” 

Zhao Yelan pinched his waist and Yan Mingting burst out laughing. “Ticklish. I was just thinking about what to bring as a meeting gift, paper money is definitely not enough.”

“……Think some more. Where is your hand touching?” Zhao Yelan asked in a heavy voice.

“Wasn’t the right side of your chest injured? I’m seeing if there are any scars left,” Yan Mingting said shamelessly.

Zhao Yelan rolled over and sat on him, but the other took advantage of the opportunity to pull down his clothes. Yan Mingting sat up, kissing his lips and neck.

In the darkness, only a small bit of moonlight fell dimly through the window. Zhao Yelan’s breathing became heavier, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

If he brought a grown man to meet his parents, would they be happy?

“Mengting.”

“En?”

“I miss you so much.”

“Am I not here?”

“I don’t know, I just miss you and want to see you.”

Yan Mingting raised his head and touched his cheek, rubbing their ears and temples together. “Can I?”

A moment later, a candle lit the room again. Yan Mingting could finally see his uncontrollably blushing face and his shortness of breath, and wanted to leave traces of himself all over his body.

Looking at the two shadows cast near the window, Zhao Yelan smiled contentedly.

His parents should not be angry.

Because he was very happy. This was the first time in more than ten years that he no longer needed such a grave reason to live. He just wanted to relax and be happy. As long as he thought about spending time with this person in the future, he would have hope in his life.

The next morning, as a group of people had breakfast downstairs, Li Yucheng stared at Zhao Yelan non-stop with a strange look on his face, as if wondering why he was fine, and then gave Yan Mingting a contemptuous look.

“If you don’t want your eyes, can I dig them out for you?” Zhao Yelan said indifferently.

It just so happened that Fu Qian was leaving the lobby at this time. Hearing him say this, he seemed to recall some terrible scene and backed away in fright, knocked his head on the door, and then slipped out in a hurry.

“It’s early in the morning, don’t talk of such bloody things.” Li Yucheng looked at the back of Fu Qian’s embarrassed figure and laughed.

Zhao Yelan gave Xiao Gao a meaningful look, and Xiao Gao put Li Yucheng on the ground with one kick.

Li Yucheng fell flat on his face but didn’t dare to resist. He just patted his buttocks and stood up, looking around. The two girls were whispering, Yan Mingting was serving Zhao Yelan food, and no one cared about his life or death at all.

How miserable.

He sat back down again, finally willing to behave himself and eat.

After staying in Wancheng for three days, they went shopping and bought all the necessities they needed. The soldiers were also rested, so they set off again. There was no delay for the rest of the journey. They essentially continued to travel after having a meal and a night of sleep, hurrying on their way, and finally arrived in Beijing half a month later.

The mighty troop passed through the city gate, causing many people to stop and watch. When they saw that the leader was Yan Mingting, everyone knew that it was Yan Mingting and Zhao Yelan who had returned.

Although the capital was far from Jiangnan, the distance did not hinder the spread of news. The two had first worked together to uncover a group of corrupt officials in Jiangnan, and then discovered a disastrous situation early and took timely measures to evacuate the refugees, reducing the losses to a large extent. Now the people in Jiangnan were singing the praises of these two people.

After the news reached the capital, everyone was talking about it, and their attitudes toward Zhao Yelan had undergone a qualitative change. In addition, some people had relatives in Zhizhou and Huaizhou, and felt even more fear regarding this matter. Without these two people and this group of soldiers, there would likely have been many more tragedies.

Human memory and emotions always changed over time. Zhao Yelan was not in the capital during this period, and everyone gradually forgot about this person. But when the news reached them, he had become a reborn parent in the mouths of the Jiangnan people, so this new image covered the original impression of treachery.

While some were skeptical, most looked at them with more friendliness and respect.

Housekeeper Qin heard the commotion outside and went to the door to take a look. Seeing that the two masters had returned, he excitedly ordered someone to clean up their room, and tasked the kitchen staff with quickly cooking a delicious meal.

“General, you’re back.” Housekeeper Qin looked into the carriage. “Where is our lord?”

Yan Mingting dismounted his horse and opened the curtain of the carriage.

Housekeeper Qin was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Yelan sitting inside with a girl, but saw that after General Yan helped Zhao Yelan out of the carriage, he left the girl alone. He was inwardly relieved, and it was Miss Zuo who went to lead that girl down.

“Are you in good health, ah?” Housekeeper Qin stepped forward and said with concern. He had heard that the drought was severe, and was very glad to see them return safely. “Come on in, ba, are you hungry? How about I go to the street now and buy something to cushion your stomachs?”

“No need, we just finished eating snacks,” Zhao Yelan said.

After Yan Mingting sent his subordinates back to their respective homes, he was the last one to enter through the gate. As soon as he stepped past the threshold, he heard Zhao Yelan order: “Go get some tea.”

“Yes.” Housekeeper Qin was about to go to the back room when he was stopped.

“Wait, I want that…..tea for guests.”

“All right.”

Yan Mingting didn’t sit down, but found a few people to move the things from the carriage, and stood at the hall’s front door, watching them being carried back and forth.

Presently, Housekeeper Qin came out with the tea and served Zhao Yelan and the two girls each a cup. Even Xiao Gao received one.

Xiao Gao looked at him with trepidation, picked up the tea, and drank it in one gulp. Then he found a corner and silently spit out the dregs.

Zhao Yelan picked up his cup and frowned slightly: “What kind of tea is this?”

“This is your favorite Mingquian tea, ah,” Housekeeper Qin said.

“What about theirs?”

“Theirs is the tea from our General’s Mansion.”

Zhao Yelan set the cup on the table, his eyes darkening: “Why is mine different from theirs?”

Both Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu paused, and silently put their cups back on the table.

“My Lord, is it not because you do not drink the tea from the General’s Mansion?” Housekeeper Qin asked bemusedly. “I remember that you only love this Mingqian Longjing, and you asked me to put away the other tea leaves. Right, Xiao Gao? You are the one who speaks for your lord.”

Xiao Gao shook his head: “I don’t remember.”

Housekeeper Qin: “…….” You wrong me, kid!

“Go exchange it,” Zhao Yelan said.

“Exchange it for which kind?” Housekeeper Qin carefully confirmed.

“Go and exchange it for my mother’s tea.” Yan Mingting smiled, then stretched out a hand toward Zhao Yelan and said, “Come on, I’ll take you someplace.”

“Where?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

When Zhao Yelan glanced around, Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu tacitly lowered their heads. He looked at Yan Mingting again, held his hand curiously, and followed him to the back courtyard.

Xiao Gao followed as well, and when he had taken two steps, Zuo Ran pulled him back.

“Are we going to……see your chicken pen and the fish pond?” Zhao Yelan followed him as he walked farther and farther toward the back courtyard. When they passed the fish pond, the other party did not stop, but continued to move forward.

Zhao Yelan caught a glimpse of a white dumpling in the bushes and stepped forward, picking it up. He weighed it and said: “Hongshao is heavier.”

“It can be braised.”

Hongshao seemed to understand their conversation, and flinched in Zhao Yelan’s arms.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yelan stood before a forest of trees. He stroked the rabbit’s head and said in surprise: “In the General’s Mansion……there is even a forest?”

“Yes, ah, the original mansion was too big. My mother said that there were few people in the family, so she simply opened the land up. It is connected to the mountain forest behind, and many trees have been planted.” Yan Mingting took his other hand and guarded him as they walked into the forest. “Be careful.”

Zhao Yelan bent at the waist to walk across the piece of land, and his field of vision opened up as small tea trees appeared on both sides. He looked around, and his attention was drawn to the tree in front of him again. There were bright red fruits hanging on it. He approached curiously, only to find that they were persimmons.

It was still summer when they left the capital, but it was already autumn when they returned.

Yan Mingting reached out to pick two of them, wiping them with his sleeve: “Want to eat?”

Zhao Yelan took a few glances and said: “It hasn’t been washed.”

Yan Mingting laughed and directly bit into it: “This was also planted by my mother. When she and my younger brother were at home, they came here to plant some trees when they had nothing to do. There are tea leaves in spring, apricots in summer, persimmons in autumn, and oranges in winter, fruits all year round. She always felt that there should be these things in the house, and that we could be happier and think of her when we ate them.”

Zhao Yelan nodded. Looking around, he realized that this was a big project, and said: “Perhaps she wanted to find something for herself to restrain her feelings of nostalgia while you and your father were at the border.”

“Yes, ah.”

Zhao Yelan turned his head to find that the other party had already eaten two, and he picked a third one.

“Are they so delicious?”

“Want to try?”

Zhao Yelan lowered his eyes and observed the persimmon for a long moment. Just as he opened his mouth, the other party suddenly came forward and stole a kiss before returning the persimmon to him.

After eating it, he felt it was a little tart and said: “My mouth is numb.”

“I’ll take a look.”

“……” Zhao Yelan said faintly, “Do you plan to look at it with your tongue?”

“Yes, ah, this trick is called knowing one’s self and knowing the enemy.”

“That is clearly a preposterous statement, mm……”

The rabbit escaped from Zhao Yelan’s arms.

When the two left, Yan Mingting said: “From now on, in spring, summer, autumn, and winter, we can come here to pick fruit.”

“En.” Zhao Yelan was still holding a freshly-picked persimmon in his hand, already looking forward to the oranges in winter. When they returned to the hall, Xiao Gao noticed something unusual.

“My lord, why is your mouth swollen?” Xia Gao asked in surprise.

Yin Pinglu and Zuo Ran covered their faces and snickered. Zhao Yelan glanced at him and tossed him the persimmon, trying to hide it by saying: “The persimmons are a bit tart. Want to try it?”

Xiao Gao took a bite and looked at Housekeeper Qin who was passing by, about to cry: “What do I do, is my mouth also swollen?”

“Go ahead and dream,” Housekeeper Qin said ruthlessly.

“ ? ”

Zhao Yelan was finally able to drink the tea from the General’s Mansion. It tasted ordinary, but it was indeed as Yin Pinglu said – because it contained the old lady’s sentiments, it was precious. He drank it with care, for fear of spilling it.

“Has the room been tidied up?” Yan Mingting asked Housekeeper Qin.

“It’s ready, just the same as before. It hasn’t changed at all,” Housekeeper Qin said.

“I’ll go have a look.” Yan Mingting left in high spirits.

Zhao Yelan asked Xiao Gao to take Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu to the house in the north of the city, and then went to the bedroom. Just outside the door, he heard Yan Mingting asking from inside the room: “Uncle Qin, did you throw away the book I asked you to get rid of last time?”

“No, I kept it for you.”

“Great, bring it to me quickly.”

Zhao Yelan paused, then turned around and walked toward the study, wandering around restlessly for a long time.

The two of them had done a lot of intimate things secretly, but had not taken the final step. He also insisted on not taking off the last layer of clothes.

While traveling, he could use the excuse of making haste, but now that they had returned to the mansion, what excuse could he use?

Once or twice was fine, but after a long time, Yan Mingting may doubt his feelings or suspect that he wasn’t good enough for him. Then he was more likely to perceive and detect the real cause.

A person suddenly came to mind – Gu Niaoniao.

Yan Mingting remained in the bedroom for a while, but didn’t see Zhao Yelan when he came out. He searched around without catching sight of him, and only found Xiao Gao playing with the rabbit in the front courtyard. He asked: “Where is Zhao Yelan? Where did he run off to?”

“The brothel,” Xiao Gao said nonchalantly.

Yan Mingting turned pale with fright: “What? He went to the brothel right after returning to the capital?!”

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Chapter Sixty-Eight <<Table of Contents >> Chapter Seventy

Although the escort did not know the identities of this group of people, when away from home, the less trouble the better. He didn’t get angry, but just explained: “Gongzi, I fear there has been a misunderstanding. This is the best healing medicine.”

“It’s a healing medicine, but with the addition of red cinnabar flower. The red cinnabar flower will dissipate the energy and corrode the heart veins. If it is used for ten days in a row, no one can save him.” Liu Xian’an said, “And he is seriously injured besides, so it should be shorter than ten days.”

“This…..gongzi is a doctor?” Seeing that he spoke in a manner that made sense, the leader of the escorts didn’t dare to underestimate him, and personally brought the medicine bottle over. “We brought this medicine from home, so there should be nothing strange about it. Please take a closer look, gongzi.”

“There’s no use looking at it.” A-Ning blocked the man from getting too close. “Even I can smell it, which means that not only has red cinnabar flower been added, but there is a lot of it. You had best clean up the medicine powder and blood on his wound as soon as possible, then wrap it with a bandage and send him to Baihe Mountain Village for medical treatment immediately.”

“We were originally going to Baihe Mountain Village.” At this time, another guard stood up behind him. “In this case, we shouldn’t delay here. Let’s hurry up and leave.”

The leader couldn’t tell how credible Liu Xian’an’s words were, but he didn’t dare to treat a human life casually, and didn’t have time to judge where the wound medicine could have gone wrong. Fortunately, they were very close to Baihe Mountain Village, so after hastily thanking them, he ordered everyone to pack their bags and set off immediately.

The escorts lifted the stretcher again, and left the forest at a jog amidst a series of urging commands from the leader.

Gao Lin picked up his sword, called three guards with buckets, and went to the stream to fetch water.

Liang Shu didn’t speak until the surroundings became quiet again: “Since you have medical knowledge, why didn’t you cure him?”

“His Highness misunderstands. I am not a doctor, and have never treated anyone.” Liu Xian’an explained, “It is only that I can distinguish the smells of various medicinal materials.”

For the young masters and ladies of Baihe Mountain Village, this was a basic skill that everyone started to learn from the age of four or five. The only difference was that some people learned quickly and some slowly. But Second Young Master Liu learned too fast, so everyone thought he was cheating and playing tricks. Even if he got everything right on the exams, he would be denounced as a cheater by the adults.

Liu Xian’an didn’t explain himself. He was young at the time, and didn’t quite understand how the teacher had made that judgment. He just stared at that flying mustache and silently took two steps back, so as not to be sprayed with spittle. After being scolded for a while, he couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh with emotion. Sure enough, those with little knowledge were short-sighted, ah. What else could be said to this kind of person?

He looked up at the heavens and sighed.

Later, such things happened many times. At the beginning, Liu Xian’an tried to stand in the other person’s shoes and use their eyes to examine his behavior, in order to see if it was truly absurd and lazy. But when he thought about it, if people in the world used their own ideas as the standards for right and wrong, wouldn’t everyone have their own standard? Since everyone could have a standard, why should he follow their standards instead of his own?

Having thought of this point, Second Young Master Liu lay down on the soft couch again and let out a long, comfortable sigh.

In the following years, he let go completely, and drifted through life alone like an immortal. With one foot, he was imprisoned in a mortal body, and could only step through the mortal world with the fetters of family, relatives, and friends, witnessing life and death, sickness and pain. With the other foot, relying on indestructible thought and spirit, he stepped high atop the blue sky and indulged in traveling the world, often reluctant to return.

There was a white crane in this world that could carry the sun and moon anytime, anywhere.

But Liang Shu was his complete opposite.

The court was in turmoil, there was fighting on the battlefield, and the detritus of past events was enough to pile into a big fire, burning away all the innocent thoughts of childhood. In his memory, there was no crane, dew, and breezy pine forest, only schemes and slaughter, and a jar of strong wine in the long night.

Liang Shu still remembered that when he was a child, he met the Master of Baihe Mountain Village, who brought many disciples to the northwest to assist the army. War was like a drawn bowstring. He followed behind his master, leading batches of elite soldiers to battle day and night, and then used stretchers to carry back batches of wounded soldiers. The flames of war were ignited, extinguished, and re-ignited. Flesh and blood were torn, healed, and torn again. The dark red sunset hung above the desert, and every breath was like fire burning his throat. At certain moments of exhaustion, he even suspected that he had fallen into a tragic cycle that would never end.

A-Ning stirred up the fire a little more and poured out a few small, wrapped pills from a gourd: “Young Master, go to bed early after taking the sleep medicine.”

Liu Xian’an said: “I can’t sleep early tonight.”

When Liang Shu heard this, his eyebrows moved slightly. A-Ning didn’t understand, asking in a low voice: “Why? Could it be that the prince wants to talk with the young master? It shouldn’t be, I think the prince has been lost in thought, and he hasn’t taken the initiative to talk to us.”

Liu Xian’an said: “Another person is walking toward us, crying.”

A-Ning pricked up his ears and listened carefully. After a long while, the wind finally brought a ghostly cry.

Liu Xian’an’s hearing ability was almost comparable to that of Liang Shu, who had profound inner strength. Purely because he had no friends when he was young, during his long periods of lonely contemplation, he learned to catch every sound on the wind to keep him company.

Liang Shu asked: “Then do you know who is coming?”

Liu Xian’an shook his head: “I don’t know, but the injury should be extremely serious, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to make such a sound.”

Hoarse and exhausted, as if his throat had been torn to shreds, or perhaps all the bones in his body had been broken – but in fact, it wasn’t that bad.

Gao Lin walked out of the dense forest holding a rope in his hand, tied to which were a bunch of escorts with bruised noses and swollen faces. They were the same group from just now. The leader of the escorts, however, hurriedly carried the stretcher along with three soldiers. His arm was also injured and bleeding.

Liu Xian’an was a little surprised. The first surprise was that they actually had a problem, and the second surprise was, how did Gao Lin find out?

Gao Lin stepped forward and said to Liang Shu: “Your Highness’s guess was right. They didn’t go far before they tried to draw a knife and kill someone.”

Who did they want to kill? The leader of the escorts and the person lying on the stretcher. If Gao Lin hadn’t acted in time, there would have been two more corpses on the mountain.

“Many thanks to this righteous man.” The leader of the escorts was still in shock. He knelt down and kowtowed, regardless of his own injuries. “Please help me one more time and help send my young master to Baihe Mountain Village. If you can save his life, I, Chang Xiaohan, will definitely repay you in the future with my life!”

Seeing this man kneeling on a pile of rocks and knocking his forehead full of bloodstains, Liang Shu turned around and glanced at Liu Xian’an, who was sitting under the tree: “Can he be saved?”

Gao Lin was extremely confused. How could Second Young Master Liu know if this was possible?

Liu Xian’an stood and walked to the stretcher. Only then did he see the wounded man’s face clearly. He looked immature, at most fifteen or sixteen years old. His lips were blue and his pulse was disordered, which was worse than it had been before. So he looked up and asked: “He fell again just now?”

Gao Lin was shocked and a little impressed. He could really tell?

Chang Xiaohan nodded quickly: “Yes.”

“There’s no need to send him to Baihe Mountain Village. The poison reached his heart when he fell, it will be too late.” Liu Xian’an stretched out his hand. “A-Ning, lend me your medicine box.”

A-Ning jogged all the way to the carriage to get it.

Liu Xian’an sent Chang Xiaohan to boil water, rolled up his sleeves, straightened the injured person’s body, and raised his head slightly. Gao Lin saw that his technique was unfamiliar and his strength was not great. He was not at all like those famous doctors in Baihe Mountain Village who could reconnect arms and saw through legs with their bare hands, so he squeezed the words out between his teeth: “Your Highness, is this all right, ah? Don’t put people to death.”

Liang Shu said: “You don’t need to speak like a thief, Second Young Master Liu can hear it.”

Gao Lin: “…….ah?”

“If he isn’t cured, he will definitely die.” Liu Xian’an didn’t look up when he spoke, still observing the wounded. “I’ll give it a try. I guess it should be almost similar to what is written in the books.”

Try, guess, should, almost. None of the four elements were lacking, Gao Lin thought. This young master from whichever sect might be finished today. His subordinates were spies, he was injured and fed poison, he rolled off a stretcher during a fight, and now he had met a half-baked doctor. Such bad luck, truly unlucky.

He should plan out his next life, ba.

“Young Master.” A-Ning opened the medicine box. Liu Xian’an sterilized the silver needle, located the acupuncture point, and slowly pushed it in. He only hesitated a little when administering the first needle, and then he became more and more agile, his technique so smooth that the head in front of him was pierced like a hedgehog in a short while.

An-Ning took a handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

After the water was boiled, Chang Xiaohan stood to the side at all times. Although he stared intently, he didn’t realize that this was Liu Xian’an’s first time giving acupuncture. He also thought that he looked very confident, and that his young master’s life should be saved. So the heart hanging in his throat slowly returned to its original position, and he asked A-Ning: “I don’t know what to call this doctor?”

“My family’s young master is surnamed Liu.”

“Liu, surname Liu?” Chang Xiaohan was taken aback. “Could this be someone from Baihe Mountain Village?”

“Yes. Your voice should be quieter,” A-Ning reminded. “Don’t disturb the young master.”

“Okay, okay, I won’t talk.” Chang Xiaohan nearly cried with joy, murmured heaven’s blessings, and sat down on the ground, no longer nervous at all.

Gao Lin stood to the side with the knife in his hand, thinking to himself, it’s still hard to judge whether heaven has blessed him or not. Didn’t you see that your young master has already vented his breath but not breathed in? If that person is really gone, it has nothing to do with us.

Just as he was thinking this, the unconscious man on the stretcher suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of black blood. A-Ning at once said happily: “Young Master, he’s about to wake up.”

Gao Lin: “ ? ”

Liu Xian’an pulled out the last silver needle and slowly exhaled: “It’s really not difficult.”

“Yes, Liu-gongzi has excellent medical skills, so it must not be difficult.” Chang Xiaohan bowed deeply to him again, unaware that “not difficult” here actually meant “acupuncture according to the books is really not difficult.”

It was also not difficult to prescribe a prescription according to the books.

The Liu family’s medical books were all compiled by their own people. All kinds of symptoms, pharmacology, and elemental balance methods were written in great detail, which was also very convenient for Liu Xian’an. He quickly gave two prescriptions for the symptoms, one for external application and one for oral administration.

Taking advantage of this spare time, A-Ning also took out the bandages, wanting to treat Chang Xiaohan’s arm injury. He first wiped away the blood with a clean cloth, but before he had time to apply the medicine, he seemed to have discovered something strange again, so he sniffed carefully and frowned, saying: “You yourself were poisoned, didn’t you notice? After the red goose vine is dried and lit, if you inhale too much of the aroma, it will result in a weak body and inability to concentrate and raise qi. If it is used all year round, it is no different from taking poison.”

“Me?” At his warning, Chang Xiaohan felt in a daze that he had experienced these symptoms lately. 

The escorts of the Wanli Escort Agency had to inspect their things for poison before going out, but they didn’t check the wound medicine and room incense when they went to bed. If a rat wanted to attack, there were indeed opportunities.

Thinking of all the time they spent together along the way, another layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in the aftermath.

“But you are in good health, so it’s not a big deal. Just wait a few months and you’ll be fine.” A-Ning wrapped the bandage and continued, “Most of your young master’s poison has been purged, and the rest can be flushed slowly with medicine. After arriving at Baihe City, you can go to the east of the city to find Doctor Zhang from Kangtai Medical Center. He can give you lodging, and also help suture the wounds and decoct medicine. As for Baihe Mountain Village, it always receives patients from all over the country rushing to save their lives, so there is no need to fight for a seat.”

“All right, the genius doctor says it’s fine, so we won’t compete with others.” Chang Xiaohan nodded repeatedly.

Gao Lin couldn’t figure it out. What just happened? This Second Young Master saved a life so quickly and easily? Even the little servant at his side could open his mouth and say a lot, yet he was said to be the most incompetent, useless son of the Liu family in any generation. The requirements of Baihe Mountain Village were too high.

The breathing of the person on the stretcher gradually became smoother. Chang Xiaohan came to thank Liang Shu and Gao Lin again, and at the same time asked if he could buy a small carriage from them, or just a horse.

This sort of extravagant escalation of requests really should not be, but out in the wilderness, he honestly could not find another way, so he could only open his mouth brazenly.

Chang Xiaohan continued: “This one is an instructor of the Wanli Escort Bureau, and the injured is my family’s young master, Chang Xiaoqiu. We were originally escorting a batch of goods to Qingjiang under the orders of the head instructor and didn’t expect to be ambushed in the Fuhu mountain area. I wondered at first how we could meet a group of bandits, but now it seems that this trap involving internal and external collusion may have been planned long ago.”

Liang Shu glanced to the left.

Most of the escorts brought back by Gao Lin had passed out from the pain, and the few who had not were writhing there half dead. Chang Xiaohan didn’t know how to deal with these people for the time being. Logically speaking, he should march them to the escort bureau for interrogation in order to discover the ins and outs of the situation, but he was really out of resources at such a difficult time. Then he heard Gao Lin say: “I will give you a carriage, and leave some people with you. We are also going to Fuhu Mountain. If they really have dealings with bandits, we can still interrogate them then.”

Chang Xiaohan naturally had no reason to refuse. He had already sensed that the other party was unwilling to reveal his identity, so he didn’t ask any further questions, but judging by his clothing and demeanor, he could guess that he must be from a distinguished family. In addition, he had saved his life and could also walk at the side of a young master from Baihe Mountain Village, so he should be trustworthy. He said: “In Mulan City near Fuhu Mountain, there is also a branch of the Wanli Escort Bureau. If it is convenient for these righteous men, can they be sent there to be imprisoned after interrogation?”

Gao Lin made no comment, but ordered the guards to pack up a small carriage and had Chang Xiaohan drive it to take Chang Xiaoqiu to Baihe City first.

Liu Xian’an did not care about the traitors at all, and paid no attention to the conversation next to him. He tidied up the medicine box and washed his hands thoroughly. Feeling a little hungry and faint, he took some snacks from his bag and ate them slowly while standing beneath a tree. The group of filthy, bloodied people nearby did not seem to affect his appetite in any way.

Lieutenant General Gao turned his head to the side, crossed his arms, and whispered to his family’s prince: “He is a man of great talent.”

Liang Shu’s expression did not change, but his fingers moved just slightly.

Whoosh! A ray of rapid silver light sank into the underbelly of a escort. His eyes opened wide, and black blood spurted from his throat.

It made a mess on the hem of Liu Xian’an’s robes.

“Young Master!” A-Ning hurriedly pulled him back.

Gao Lin was dumbfounded. He slowly held his forehead, unwilling to watch any further.

Although his prince had always been shameless, could this sort of shameful thing be done less in the future?

Liu Xian’an didn’t have much of a reaction. He wrapped up half of the snacks and asked A-Ning to hold them for now while he went back to the carriage and changed clothes, then repeated the steps of washing and drying his hands and took the snacks back, continuing to eat.

He never even said a word.

Gao Lin was once again taken aback by his reaction.

Liang Shu stared at his leisurely snacking for a long time and finally discovered one point.

This man didn’t seem to get angry.

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Chapter Three << Table of Contents >> Chapter Five

When Xia Xingchi woke up, he saw that the wind direction online had reversed in an instant. He became relaxed and happy at once, naturally knowing whose handiwork this was.

This feeling of “my family will bully them back for me,” no matter how many times he experienced it, always filled him with joy. The corners of Xia Xingchi’s mouth almost raised toward the sky, and he lifted his head to look at Li Chengyuan.

This person still had a calm look on his face, as if he had taken care of an ordinary and trivial matter. Xia Xingchi’s gaze made him a little uneasy, so he reached out to hold his head and made him turn his face away.

Xia Xingchi had no choice but to continue looking at his phone.

While everyone was shocked and disgusted about Xia Yu’s true face, and full of speculation about Xia Xingchi’s true identity, Li Chengyuan’s fans were most concerned about their male god’s body:

[Xingchi baby, wuwuwu tell us how Mr. Li is doing, okay? We’re so worried, ah]

[Please let there be nothing wrong! Handsome guys can’t die!]

[I’m sure he’s alright. You can see by the speed of his public relations team that Mr. Li used his ability to withdraw the black hot searches for Xia Xingchi]

[Hopefully. But I still want a definite answer. It’s really worrying, sudden cardiac arrest is so serious, I’m so scared]

[Is he really okay? Could they be whitewashing it for peace and security? So nervous, so nervous, how come there’s no statement that he’s been rescued?]

[I private messaged the medical staff that claimed to be involved in the rescue, but I didn’t hear back]

. . . . . .

No wonder they were worried. Although Xia Xingchi’s black hot searches had disappeared, the prediction, “Li Chengyuan dead after rescue failure,” was not far from the top of the hot search list.

Seeing this collection of words made a certain person uncomfortable, and Xia Xingchi said unhappily: “Why didn’t you withdraw this too? It’s too inauspicious, ba.”

Li Chengyuan glanced at the phone screen indifferently. He obviously didn’t care, but there was a smile in his tone: “Xia Xingchi, you care too much about your boss.”

He seemed to emphasize the word “boss” intentionally or unintentionally. The implication was obviously that someone not only treated him as a boss, but also had additional feelings. 

Xia Xingchi was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing what he meant, he inexplicably felt the panic and embarrassment of being exposed and automatically denied: “I don’t care, ba! I’m just afraid that your fans will be sad……I’ve been exploited all my life by you black-hearted capitalists, I’ll only be free when I die!”

Li Chengyuan smiled faintly and didn’t try to expose the “I want to continue working” expression that couldn’t be hidden on Xia Xingchi’s face, but said: “You can tell your fans everything is okay.”

Xia Xingchi decided to take a photo or a short video of Li Chengyuan.

He was just thinking about what angle would look the best so that everyone could appreciate their broken and beautiful male god together, but Li Chengyuan stretched out a hand and said succinctly: “Just come and shoot the rings together.”

It was only then that Xia Xingchi realized that the pigeon egg ring could no longer be worn around his neck because the string had been torn. The ring must have long legs to be able to run from the bedside table to his middle finger.

Li Chengyuan probably did it while he was asleep.

Xia Xingchi stared helplessly at the ring on his hand, thinking that the villain had finally gotten his wish —

Not only did he take the initiative to speak loudly about his marriage contract in front of the camera, but now it was finally time to show their conjugal affection in front of the whole country.

Li Chengyuan’s fingers were very long, with beautiful and well-defined bones, and his cold, fair complexion didn’t even need a whitening filter.

In order to not leave fans guessing whether or not he was still in a coma, Xia Xingchi decided to take the lead, and made a silly heart-shaped gesture with their hands. Then Li Chengyuan grasped Xia Xingchi’s hand and took another picture.

He simply left a sentence telling everyone not to worry and that Li Chengyuan was fine, and it caused a wave of heat as soon as it was sent out:

[Oh my god, that’s so great, wuwuwu I’m finally relieved]

[Waaaa are all handsome guys’ hands so pretty? Their hands are so perfect]

[The rings are in the same frame! Who stuffed me with dog food!]

[Hehehe Xia Xingchi finally admitted it and stopped pretending not to know him and calling him Boss Li?]

[I don’t want to see rings, I want to see people! You two haven’t been in the same frame yet! Asking for a group photo and some sugar!]

Xia Xingchi tilted his head. He also couldn’t figure out why Li Chenyuan didn’t want to show up on camera.

The big villain had been born so good-looking that it couldn’t be hidden, and he still looked good when ill. He didn’t care about his useless image anyway, so why wouldn’t he take a video and show his face?

Sure enough, someone would find fault and poke holes in the story:

[Just a photo of a hand? Who can prove whether this hand is Li Chengyuan’s?]

[It’s so suspicious, ah. After filming a reality show, he wants to keep a low profile and not show his face now? Is he really alive?]

[Anyone familiar with wealthy dog-blood families should understand. Could it be that Li Chengyuan is gone, and Xia Xingchi is lying to stabilize the situation?]

[Enough, you guys. This is Mr. Li’s hand, okay? Hardcore fans can easily recognize it]

[I don’t believe it. There are so many people in the world whose hands look alike. Even if he had six fingers, as long as he has money, he could find a replacement]

. . . . . .

The more Xia Xingchi watched, the more confused he became, and he suddenly felt that Li Chengyuan had done this on purpose just to make people wonder if he was dead or not.

As expected of a big villain, when it came to having bad intentions and scaring people, one veteran could do the job of two recruits. One didn’t need to ask to know that he was trying to scare Li Shengrui and Xia Yu.

It worked really well. In an unremarkable hotel, Xia Yu was talking to Li Shengrui in a panic:

“Who knows if he’s really alive or if Xia Xingchi is playing tricks! Maybe he’s already dead, and Xia Xingchi is just using him as a shield to intimidate people!”

The news of Li Chengyuan’s successful rescue was like a bolt from the blue to these two people, and what followed would be endless troubles.

But this news had appeared in such an uncertain way, which caused them to be bewildered and full of doubts.

“It’s probably true that he’s not dead.” Li Shengrui said after some thought, “Did you really put the whole package of drugs in there? Are you sure there was no problem?”

“Of course! I’m more fucking afraid the poison didn’t kill him than you are!” Xia Yu said angrily, “Now you think it was my mistake? It’s because your drugs were unreliable that we’re both screwed!”

Li Shengrui was a little angry when he heard these words. No one liked to be unjustly accused.

If he really wanted to figure out how Li Chengyuan didn’t die, it was better to suspect that Xia Yu’s nervous hands shook a little than to think the problem lay with that high-purity aconitine, which was highly toxic and lethal.

Furthermore, he had clearly warned him not to poison Li Chengyuan while he was having stomach problems.

Li Chengyuan had a sensitive constitution and a shallow stomach. When slightly stimulated by poison, he could even vomit to the point of dehydration. Obviously, Xia Yu hadn’t chosen the right time.

Unexpectedly, before Li Shengrui had time to open his mouth and censure him, Xia Yu suddenly said:

“I don’t believe that Li Chengyuan isn’t dead. Li Shengrui, did the police really not contact you? Or are you lying to me?”

Even if Li Shengrui was just a cheap illegitimate half-brother, he was still Li Chengyuan’s nominal “brother” in the end, and the police might call him if he died.

“They didn’t!!” Li Shengrui was accused and doubted again and again, and said angrily, “He must still be alive!”

In fact, Li Shengrui himself was unsure. Although their relationship was bad, he and Li Chengyuan had grown up under the same roof.

He knew exactly how cold-blooded and ruthless Li Chengyuan was. How come the first thing he did after waking up was to send an affectionate message and hold hands sweetly to take pictures?

Was it really Xia Xingchi bluffing to maintain peace, or was Li Chengyuan deliberately scaring people to make them lose their heads?

The more Li Shengrui thought about it, the more fretful he became. On the other end of the line, Xia Yu was still accusing him in a fluster, seeming more and more vicious and stupid.

In contrast, Xia Xingchi was better than Xia Yu in almost everything, much more likable than him in everything from appearance to personality.

This idea caused Li Shengrui to be unable to maintain his mental balance. Since he was a child, he had developed the habit of comparing himself to Li Chengyuan. 

His unglamorous status as an illegitimate child made him feel inferior and gradually warped him. Even the occasional servant calling Li Chengyuan “Young Master” instead of “Second Young Master” would make Li Shengrui instantly suspect that his identity had not been acknowledged.

Even worse was that Li Chengyuan was better than him at everything, with outstanding abilities and excellent grades, winning various awards when he was a student.

And he even looked extraordinarily good. Clearly he was a half-dead sick seedling with a cold and arrogant personality, but he was still sought-after and admired by everyone.

Even though everything Li Chengyuan owned was robbed from him later, and he suffered so much that it looked like he would go completely insane.

Who could have known that he could put up a struggle again and even succeed in seizing power, multiplying his family power countless times.

Li Shengrui became more and more irritable as he thought about it, and the fact that he couldn’t even find a partner as good as Li Chengyuan’s made him dislike Xia Yu even more.

But he could only continue to hypocritically appease Xia Yu, and at the same time coax him:

“How about this, A-Yu, we will get the marriage certificate as soon as you return to Beijing.”

“……But in order to keep the police from suspecting you, we must first destroy all evidence.”

Xia Yu finally calmed down when he heard the word “marriage,” and a calculating look appeared in his eyes.

He compromised at last and said coquettishly:

“All right. Then I’ll delete the recordings and come back, you can’t lie to me!”

— Deleting the recordings was impossible. A backup copy must be made in order to hold onto Li Shengrui.

– – –

It was already past one o’clock in the afternoon when Xia Xingchi finally finished making a clean sweep of the takeout. Ever since Li Chengyuan entered the emergency room, he hadn’t felt like eating, but now he could almost eat a cow.

It was a pity that he sat at the table to eat, but Li Chengyuan, as a patient, could only sit on the side of the bed and watch until his millet porridge cooled and he could take a few sips.

— His stomach had bled slightly when he vomited, so the doctor had told him that he could only have some cool liquid food today.

Xia Xingchi said in distress: “I’ll make some delicious food for you when we get back, guaranteed to be better than those chefs’!……Speaking of which, when are we going home, ah?”

Hearing this, Li Chengyuan was stunned for a moment at the words “going home.” Clearly pleased by this sentence, he then smiled lightly: “We’ll leave after you finish your meal.”

Xia Xingchi let out an “Oh.” It sounded like a casual joke, but he knew Li Chengyuan was serious.

While he was lying on the hospital bed and trying to get a little more sleep, he heard Li Chengyuan instruct Secretary Ye on the phone: “You don’t need to come, go and inform Xiao Wu to get the plane ready. I’m returning to Beijing today.”

Then he received a call from Zhao Yinhe, who actually acted like a serious doctor: “The transfer procedures have all been taken care of for you. Send me the results of today’s checkup, and I’ll see if I can come meet the plane.”

He was thousands of miles away, after all. Not being able to see it, Zhao Yinhe doubted the quality of the medical equipment in this remote small town, and wanted to come see for himself.

However, he was so busy that he couldn’t spare the time. As soon as he heard about the accident yesterday, he immediately ran around contacting the top experts in the cardiovascular field, and completed all the transfer procedures today.

After Li Chengyuan was out of danger and able to be moved, he hastened to transfer him back to his hospital as soon as possible, so that he could give a comprehensive examination and uncover why a healthy-looking person fell ill so suddenly.

Xia Xingchi naturally wanted him to return to the capital as soon as possible. He was unfamiliar with this place and dared not even hire a nurse, for fear that some unscrupulous person would come in and poison his big cat.

. . . . . .

When Lin Meng heard the news that they were leaving, she had just finished the work at hand and connected with the program team for various follow-up tasks.

The filming of the reality show almost had such a horrifying accident. Coupled with the collapse of Xia Yu’s character design and the exposure of Xia Xingchi’s identity, it was impossible to continue filming under the circumstances.

Fortunately, the ratings and popularity instantly climbed to the peak level in the nation, so although the broadcast was temporarily suspended, there was no major loss.

Xia Xingchi pricked up his ears. He was happy to hear that money hadn’t been lost – after all, he still remembered that Li Chengyuan had invested in this reality show.

Li Chengyuan smiled upon hearing this, thinking that it was nothing more than spending a little money to entertain Xia Xingchi, but his little money-grubber had firmly remembered it.

Thus, he coaxed this person in a low voice: “The surplus of this investment will be transferred to your salary card.”

Xia Xingchi was touching everything within reach on Li Chengyuan’s private jet, but when he heard money being mentioned, he sat up and said excitedly: “Really? I won’t be polite and refuse if you say such a thing!”

Seeing that he was so easy to coax, Li Chengyuan thought he looked cute with his dimpled smile and couldn’t help but raise a hand to pinch Xia Xingchi’s soft, warm earlobe with his cool fingertips.

Xia Xingchi’s whole body immediately trembled when he was pinched. He had clearly stated before that this place was not allowed to be touched. When his sensitive spot was stimulated by this kind of action, his whole body went weak.

But the big villain didn’t change his ways after repeated admonitions, and couldn’t help stretching his claws out to pinch.

“Why are you doing this again!” Xia Xingchi wasted no time getting angry.

If he hadn’t just received a reward from his wealthy benefactor, he would have definitely pounced on Li Chengyuan and crushed him to death, because he suspected that Li Chengyuan was doing this on purpose.

But now, for the sake of his future income, he decided not to lower himself to Li Chengyuan’s level, and jumped up to grab a drink while hiding far away.

Lin Meng, who was sitting nearby and trying not to be a third wheel, saw this flirtatious scene and was stunned. There were only the words “knock CP” left in her mind.

She had always been a member of the CP fan army, but compared to other sisters who were happy to eat sugar, Lin Meng wanted to eat sugar but always felt awkward — 

Thinking about the two of them being together for monetary and stand-in purposes, she couldn’t help but weep over the sadomasochistic relationship.

Although it was said that in dog-blood sadomasochism plots, the boss would always fall in love with the double, the texts also said that the aloof White Moonlight would come back at that time.

When Xia Xingchi was asked earlier, “Are you in love with President Li?” he still insisted that he wasn’t.

Now there was no need to even ask. Sitting at the door of the emergency room and crying with snot and tears, it was obvious that the little stand-in had fallen in love without knowing it.

Li Chengyuan turned his eyes slowly, and abruptly asked with a blank expression: “Did he tell you that he was a stand-in?”

Lin Meng was startled.

Although she knocked CP, when the boss suddenly spoke to her and asked such a terrifying question, she immediately panicked and dared not speak. She thought to herself that Li Chengyuan was too sharp, being able to tell what she was thinking just now at a glance.

“You don’t have to be nervous,” Li Chengyuan said lightly, taking a sip of warm water. “This little fool thinks he’s just a stand-in, but he’s the one I was looking for. He just forgot.”

Lin Meng’s spirit of gossip immediately broke through the fear, and she was quite shocked by this enormous information bomb.

Heaven knew how many times the script in her mind had changed. One moment it was a sadomasochistic love triangle between a beautiful boy, a wealthy old man, and a handsome driver, and the next moment he became the stand-in lover of a scumbag gold master. Unexpectedly, the male lead stamped him with the label of a silly lost sweetheart with amnesia?

The stand-in sadomasochism script in her hands suddenly had a strong taste of sugar.

“I gave him a ‘salary’ just to make him happy, but in fact, all of my property was given to him.”

Not only was it all given to him, but it was also earned for Xia Xingchi from the very beginning.

After all, more than ten years ago, Li Chengyuan knew that Xia Xingchi was a little money-grubber.

No one could have imagined that a business legend like himself had no interest in money, but worked specially to earn so much only because he thought a certain person would like it.

Then, he waited every day for the little liar who cheated him of all his money and ran away irretrievably to fulfill his promise and return to him.

In fact, if Li Chengyuan had really died in the emergency room, the property would not go to Li Shengrui according to the legal order of succession – he had already made a will and left it all to Xia Xingchi.

In the distance, Xia Xingchi was studying the plane’s ice cream machine, happily tasting a strawberry-vanilla mixed cone, and would not be coming back for a while. He couldn’t hear the conversation between the two.

Lin Meng was hit hard on the head by this shocking lump of sugar, and after a long moment of bewilderment, she asked cautiously: “But……Mr. Li, haven’t you already married the young master of the Xia family?”

As everyone knew, the Xia family only had one young master, and that was Xia Yu.

Li Chengyuan pursed his lips slightly, then raised his hand to signal Lin Meng to take a look at her phone.

Confused, Lin Meng took out her cell phone and looked down. While she was shocked that there was WiFi on the plane, she also found that the hot search had ushered in a new round of earth-shaking bombs:

#Xia Xingchi: A wealthy young master on the run#

#Jack-of-all-trades is a low-key noble son#

#Xia Xingchi: This is real self-reliance#

#A deeper look into Xia Xingchi and Xia Yu’s relationship#

. . . . . .

Lin Meng could hardly believe her eyes.

She never imagined that the poor boy beside her who was so impoverished that he could barely afford to eat was also a rich second generation from a wealthy family, and that he belonged to the same family as Xia Yu, who always flaunted his wealth in flashy ways.

[My god, isn’t Xia Xingchi a vegetable seller from the countryside? How is this possible?]

[But those photos are indeed real. If he’s really a son of the Xia family, how could this happen?]

[Who can give an explanation? Why is it that Xia Yu spends money like water to show off his wealth every day, but Xingchi is impoverished and able to be bullied by everyone? Xia family, are you fucking sick?”]

[Damn, Xia Yu is still marketed as “the rich second generation who doesn’t rely on family support” all day long, so what is our Xingchi? Clenching fist hard]

[Real self-reliance VS fake self-reliance]

[Understood, you want to grab your brother’s boyfriend, right? @ Xia Yu, you’re a fucking disgusting green tea]

[Not only that, ah, but he bought black hot searches and made the company suppress Xia Xingchi. The internet doesn’t forget]

[No wonder Mr. Li didn’t let that bitch Xia Yu get close. This kind of person is really disgusting. He’s an “innocent young master?” (Li-style Cold Shoulder.GIF)]

. . . . . .

The hot search set off turbulent waves. Xia Yu stared at the phone and read the comments one after another, gnashing his teeth with hatred and horror.

What he cared most about was his face and reputation. He had used these despicable methods of wanton bullying all these years, and no one had ever dared to contend with him.

Therefore, it never occurred to him that Xia Xingchi, the most inconspicuous piece of trash, would actually make him kick an iron board.^[1]

The more he looked at him, the more he trembled with anger and resentment. Xia Xingchi never should have existed in the first place.

He had been the only young master of the Xia family all these years. How could such a shitty charity-case deserve to be compared with him?

How could he take away his status and all the reputation he was proud of? Why should this bastard be equal to him?

– If there was no Xia Xingchi, I would have married Li Chengyuan.

– I would definitely be able to receive his unparalleled protection and favor, and obtain the most enviable status and wealth.

But now it was all gone. Now there were only endless negative revelations and the constant terror of being discovered by the police for his crime of poisoning.

What scared him the most was that once everyone discovered the truth about the true identities of the true and fake young masters, then his identity as an illegitimate child would lead to endless insults.

Everyone would find that he was just a pheasant occupying the phoenix’s nest. Everything would be returned to its original state, and his previous character marketing would become an eternal laughing stock.

The more Xia Yu thought about it, the more terrified he became. The scene was unimaginable, and he shuddered all over, wishing he could go mad and rush out to cover everyone’s mouths.

Li Chengyuan had always been ruthless. Since the villainous big boss had restrained his temper due to finding the person whom he thought about night and day, he didn’t lose his mind, but his style of behavior remained nasty and villainous.

He didn’t immediately reveal the truth that Xia Yu most wanted to hide, the truth that he least wanted to be discovered by others, but instead released it bit by bit.

Waiting for death was more terrifying than actually dying, especially when there was no way of knowing when the blade of the guillotine would suddenly fall.

This fear almost made Xia Yu unable to sleep. Even if he accidentally dozed off for a moment on the plane back to the capital, he would instantly wake up trembling from nightmares of his life experience being revealed.

. . . . . . 

The more Lin Meng looked at the phone, the more shocked she became. No matter what, she had never imagined that the two could be “brothers.”

She asked cluelessly: “But Xia Yu has been marketing his character as an only child, saying that he wants to go back to inherit the family property, ah. How could Xia Xingchi…..”

Li Chengyuan said calmly: “The Xia family indeed has only one child – and it is not Xia Yu.”

Xia Xingchi finally squeezed out a perfectly shaped ice cream and happily forgot about who had pinched his ear just now, excitedly holding up the ice cream to show off to Li Chengyuan: “Look! Doesn’t it look very artistic?”

Waiting for his answer, he turned around and saw Lin Meng, who was numbly digesting a huge amount of information.

“Sister Mengmeng? What are you thinking about?” Xia Xingchi tilted his head slightly in confusion.

Lin Meng came back to her senses, looked at the two people who were a perfect match, and finally let out a sincere cry from the bottom of her heart: “I’m thinking, Yuanchi CP is real!”

Xia Xingchi: ? ? ?

Li Chengyuan, that bastard, what new distorted facts did he tell Sister Mengmeng?

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[1] If you kick an iron board (踢到铁板), you’re used to kicking wooden boards that break easily, and unexpectedly kick an iron board that hurts your foot. ⮐

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