Gu Hong had dinner in Ping’an Palace before leaving. Jing Ye also felt tired, so he took Jing Xiao Yun to the side hall to put him to sleep, and then changed his clothes and got ready for bed.

As soon as he took off his belt, a little eunuch ran in and said, “Your Majesty, Lu Gongzi requests an audience.”

Jing Ye paused and said, “Didn’t he return to his palace?”

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The little eunuch bent down and said, “Lu Gongzi also brought a large roll of bedding…”

“What?!” Jing Ye had an ominous premonition and had the palace maid to fasten his belt again before quickly walking to the front hall.

There he saw Villa Master Lu leaning on a chair in the hall, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and sipping from it leisurely, with a big bundle at his feet.

Jing Ye glared: “Lu Baizang, what do you want to do?”

The latter slowly sat up straight, pretending to be sad as he said: “Your Majesty! Chen has nowhere to go, please let me stay for the night!”

Jing Ye: “…”

He took a deep breath: “It’s so late. Instead of staying in your own palace, why are you here?”

Lu Baizang blinked: “Chen‘s bed is broken and there is no place to sleep.”

Jing Ye: “Broken?”

Lu Baizang nodded: “Yes.”

“How is it broken?”

“En…it was smashed.”

“Smashed?” Jing Ye’s eyes twitched, “Who smashed it?”

“I don’t know, maybe a meteor.”

“…”

Jing Ye wanted to have this guy thrown out, but no one could win against him. After a stalemate for a while, Jing Ye was too sleepy so he had Ye Mao take him to live in any side room. Lu Baizang got his way and so did not quibble further on the details. He came over, hugged Jing Ye and kissed him a few times, then left with a smile on his face.

As a result, in the middle of the night.

When Jing Ye was half awake, half asleep. He felt something warm next to him, so he rolled over and rubbed against it.

That warm object moved, it breathed out hot breath and then bit Jing Ye’s lips. Its soft tongue penetrated and rubbed around, making Jing Ye’s breathing become uneven during the kiss.

“Your Majesty…”

“You…”

“Ow!” Villa Master Lu covered his lower half and fell on the bed, tears streaming down his face.

Jing Ye sat up, closed his shirt and sneered: “Zhen knew you didn’t have good intentions.”

Lu Baizang threw himself over and hugged his narrow waist: “Your Majesty! Chen qie is sincere!” (TN: term used by the emperor’s wives and concubines)

So sincere about a f**k?

Jing Ye narrowed his eyes and lifted his chin: “Lie down and let me do it, and I will let you.”

“This…” Lu Baizang’s eyes looked around and said, “Your Majesty, chen is afraid you can’t…”

To hell with you! Jing Ye was furious and kicked him, but Lu Baizang dodged it, so he stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh of his waist: “What did you say?”

“Nothing, nothing…”

Lu Baizang hissed in pain as Jing Ye pinched him, but he didn’t dare to use his internal strength to resist. It was so painful.

The two of them were arguing for a long time, and finally Jing Ye said coldly: “Get out.”

Lu Baizang touched the bruises on his waist and said pitifully: “Chen is injured and can’t walk.”

Jing Ye glared at him, and Lu Baizang scooted over to hug him and said, “Your Majesty, please sleep. Chen won’t bother you anymore.”

Jing Ye felt a little weird at his sudden change of mode, but he was really sleepy, so his struggles lessened and he fell asleep.

A while later.

“Where are you putting your hands?”

“Chen is just touching a bit.”

“Get out.”

“Just a touch…”

“Out!!!”

The next morning, Jing Ye got up with deal circles under his eyes. Lu Baizang was sleeping next to him, with his arms clinging around his waist. Jing Ye was so vexed that he stood up and stepped on him hard before getting out of bed and calling Ye Mao into the palace to serve him.

Jing Ye held out his arms and let the palace maids dress him. Lu Baizang sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: “Your Majesty is so handsome.”

Jing Ye turned slightly and let the palace maid adjust his collar for him.

The one who came to hold the crown was a newly sent little palace maid from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. She was only as tall as Jing Ye’s ear, so she had to stand on tiptoes when putting the crown on him. Jing Ye saw that it was difficult for her to stretch her hands, so he tilted his head to let her put it on easier.

The palace maid looked up and saw Jing Ye’s long eyebrows and phoenix eyes. She couldn’t help but blush and said softly: “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Jing Ye: “En.”

Just as the palace maid was distracted, someone took away the crown in her hand. Lu Baizang put it on carefully for Jing Ye, looked him over, smiled and tilted his head, kissing his thin lips.

“Has chen served you well?”

Jing Ye patted his cheek, and then pinched him hard: “My beloved consort, be obedient, wait until zhen has finished my official duties before loving you again.”

Lu Baizang grimaced at the painful pinch. He reached out his hands to touch his waist and hips and said, “Chen will be waiting for Your Majesty.”

The palace maids all blushed and lowered their heads. 

Truly, the more shameless the more invincible. Jing Ye poked his red cheek and turned around to go out for breakfast.

……

Li Tingqiu’s talks of marriage ended with the parties concerned all being vague and evasive and the matchmaker confused. According to rumors, young lady Dou fell ill immediately after hearing the bad news that the marriage was rejected.

After this incident, the ministers became more convinced that “those who come out of the harem were the emperor’s people.” No longer did anyone introduce young ladies to Li Tingqiu.

Capital City, Ruyi Pavilion.

The mama smiled and welcomed the scholar up to the second floor. He opened the door to the private room and went in. There a handsome man with a slender body was lying on the couch. Next to him sat two gentle and charming beauties, holding wine cups and serving him wine. (TN: middle-aged woman who runs a brothel, bar etc)

The scholar leaned over and cupped his hands, “Mr. Wen.”

Wen Xueyi waved his hand and said, “You flatter me.”

The two girls looked at each other, and one of them came down from the couch, curtsied to the scholar, and said softly: “Gongzi, please have a seat.”

The scholar smiled and nodded, and went to sit across from the man.

He was wearing a washed-out blue tunic. Although it was clean, it still had an aura of poverty. The girl poured wine for him, and looked at her sister serving the richly dressed man, with a bit of envy in her eyes.

The scholar was such a perceptive person. He raised his hand and refused the wine served by the girl and said with a smile: “I prefer to drink and pour myself.”

Seeing this scene, Wen Xueyi casually took a small ingot of broken silver and threw it in front of the courtesan, saying: “Since you like other people’s luxurious clothes, buy two for yourself then. There is no need to wait on us.”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then looked embarrassed and retreated awkwardly.

The other girl was secretly feeling lucky, but heard Wen Xueyi lazily say: “Still not leaving?”

After all the courtesans had left, Wen Xueyi stood up and poured wine for the scholar: “I did not call these people to humiliate you, please take this drink as an apology.”

The scholar smiled and said: “It’s nothing. Sir, you came here at the invitation of Qingyu Pavilion. From now on, you can also be regarded as my colleague.”

“Hmm.” Wen Xueyi turned his head and thought for a moment, “I heard rumors that the little emperor is so terrifying, but seeing him with my own eyes in Pingyue City, he really didn’t match up to the rumors.”

The scholar said: “Seeing is believing.”

Wen Xueyi smiled and said, “Hanfang, looks more like a white rabbit.”

“Ah-choo!” Jing Ye sneezed hard.

Gu Hong looked at him: “What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”

“It’s nothing.”

Jing Ye touched his nose. He only found out after returning to the palace that the scholar who ran the noodle stall in Pingyue City and that Mr. Wen were also under Gu Hong. He truly didn’t know how he got these people working for him.

Gu Hong said: “The court’s redress seems to have nothing to do with jianghu. But there are still many people involved secretly. In order to avoid the enemy being in the dark while we are out in the open, it is best to let those jianghu people fight against jianghu people. Besides, Wen Xueyi this time came and brought a group of Wuhuan people with him.”

Jing Ye said: “From the north?”

Gu Hong said: “Yes. Dayue is the most powerful in the northern pass, but there are also rising powers. Wuhuan is the largest tribe besides Dayue. The newly ascended King of Wuhuan is an ambitious man. Zhao Mingde has won over Dayue and this new king of Wuhuan, after coming to the throne, wrote a letter to surrender to Your Majesty.”

Jing Ye took the document he handed over and opened it to look at it carefully.

Gu Hong said: “In this way, Prime Minister Gu and the Gu family are leading troops to suppress Xirong, while Wuhuan and Dayue are engaged in conflict in the north, and Xu Ming in the northwest has secretly sent a letter to profess his loyalty. Your Majesty can concentrate on dealing with the Zhao family.”

Jing Ye asked: “Wen Xueyi and the Wuhuan people…”

Gu Hong replied: “His mother is the Princess of Wuhuan, and he and the current King of Wuhuan are cousins.”

CH 28 Undercurrent

Gu Hong had dinner in Ping’an Palace before leaving. Jing Ye also felt tired, so he took Jing Xiao Yun to the side hall to put him to sleep, and then changed his clothes and got ready for bed.

As soon as he took off his belt, a little eunuch ran in and said, “Your Majesty, Lu Gongzi requests an audience.”

Jing Ye paused and said, “Didn’t he return to his palace?”

The little eunuch bent down and said, “Lu Gongzi also brought a large roll of bedding…”

“What?!” Jing Ye had an ominous premonition and had the palace maid to fasten his belt again before quickly walking to the front hall.

There he saw Villa Master Lu leaning on a chair in the hall, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and sipping from it leisurely, with a big bundle at his feet.

Jing Ye glared: “Lu Baizang, what do you want to do?”

The latter slowly sat up straight, pretending to be sad as he said: “Your Majesty! Chen has nowhere to go, please let me stay for the night!”

Jing Ye: “…”

He took a deep breath: “It’s so late. Instead of staying in your own palace, why are you here?”

Lu Baizang blinked: “Chen‘s bed is broken and there is no place to sleep.”

Jing Ye: “Broken?”

Lu Baizang nodded: “Yes.”

“How is it broken?”

“En…it was smashed.”

“Smashed?” Jing Ye’s eyes twitched, “Who smashed it?”

“I don’t know, maybe a meteor.”

“…”

Jing Ye wanted to have this guy thrown out, but no one could win against him. After a stalemate for a while, Jing Ye was too sleepy so he had Ye Mao take him to live in any side room. Lu Baizang got his way and so did not quibble further on the details. He came over, hugged Jing Ye and kissed him a few times, then left with a smile on his face.

As a result, in the middle of the night.

When Jing Ye was half awake, half asleep. He felt something warm next to him, so he rolled over and rubbed against it.

That warm object moved, it breathed out hot breath and then bit Jing Ye’s lips. Its soft tongue penetrated and rubbed around, making Jing Ye’s breathing become uneven during the kiss.

“Your Majesty…”

“You…”

“Ow!” Villa Master Lu covered his lower half and fell on the bed, tears streaming down his face.

Jing Ye sat up, closed his shirt and sneered: “Zhen knew you didn’t have good intentions.”

Lu Baizang threw himself over and hugged his narrow waist: “Your Majesty! Chen qie is sincere!” (TN: term used by the emperor’s wives and concubines)

So sincere about a f**k?

Jing Ye narrowed his eyes and lifted his chin: “Lie down and let me do it, and I will let you.”

“This…” Lu Baizang’s eyes looked around and said, “Your Majesty, chen is afraid you can’t…”

To hell with you! Jing Ye was furious and kicked him, but Lu Baizang dodged it, so he stretched out his hand and pinched the soft flesh of his waist: “What did you say?”

“Nothing, nothing…”

Lu Baizang hissed in pain as Jing Ye pinched him, but he didn’t dare to use his internal strength to resist. It was so painful.

The two of them were arguing for a long time, and finally Jing Ye said coldly: “Get out.”

Lu Baizang touched the bruises on his waist and said pitifully: “Chen is injured and can’t walk.”

Jing Ye glared at him, and Lu Baizang scooted over to hug him and said, “Your Majesty, please sleep. Chen won’t bother you anymore.”

Jing Ye felt a little weird at his sudden change of mode, but he was really sleepy, so his struggles lessened and he fell asleep.

A while later.

“Where are you putting your hands?”

“Chen is just touching a bit.”

“Get out.”

“Just a touch…”

“Out!!!”

The next morning, Jing Ye got up with deal circles under his eyes. Lu Baizang was sleeping next to him, with his arms clinging around his waist. Jing Ye was so vexed that he stood up and stepped on him hard before getting out of bed and calling Ye Mao into the palace to serve him.

Jing Ye held out his arms and let the palace maids dress him. Lu Baizang sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: “Your Majesty is so handsome.”

Jing Ye turned slightly and let the palace maid adjust his collar for him.

The one who came to hold the crown was a newly sent little palace maid from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. She was only as tall as Jing Ye’s ear, so she had to stand on tiptoes when putting the crown on him. Jing Ye saw that it was difficult for her to stretch her hands, so he tilted his head to let her put it on easier.

The palace maid looked up and saw Jing Ye’s long eyebrows and phoenix eyes. She couldn’t help but blush and said softly: “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Jing Ye: “En.”

Just as the palace maid was distracted, someone took away the crown in her hand. Lu Baizang put it on carefully for Jing Ye, looked him over, smiled and tilted his head, kissing his thin lips.

“Has chen served you well?”

Jing Ye patted his cheek, and then pinched him hard: “My beloved consort, be obedient, wait until zhen has finished my official duties before loving you again.”

Lu Baizang grimaced at the painful pinch. He reached out his hands to touch his waist and hips and said, “Chen will be waiting for Your Majesty.”

The palace maids all blushed and lowered their heads. 

Truly, the more shameless the more invincible. Jing Ye poked his red cheek and turned around to go out for breakfast.

……

Li Tingqiu’s talks of marriage ended with the parties concerned all being vague and evasive and the matchmaker confused. According to rumors, young lady Dou fell ill immediately after hearing the bad news that the marriage was rejected.

After this incident, the ministers became more convinced that “those who come out of the harem were the emperor’s people.” No longer did anyone introduce young ladies to Li Tingqiu.

Capital City, Ruyi Pavilion.

The mama smiled and welcomed the scholar up to the second floor. He opened the door to the private room and went in. There a handsome man with a slender body was lying on the couch. Next to him sat two gentle and charming beauties, holding wine cups and serving him wine. (TN: middle-aged woman who runs a brothel, bar etc)

The scholar leaned over and cupped his hands, “Mr. Wen.”

Wen Xueyi waved his hand and said, “You flatter me.”

The two girls looked at each other, and one of them came down from the couch, curtsied to the scholar, and said softly: “Gongzi, please have a seat.”

The scholar smiled and nodded, and went to sit across from the man.

He was wearing a washed-out blue tunic. Although it was clean, it still had an aura of poverty. The girl poured wine for him, and looked at her sister serving the richly dressed man, with a bit of envy in her eyes.

The scholar was such a perceptive person. He raised his hand and refused the wine served by the girl and said with a smile: “I prefer to drink and pour myself.”

Seeing this scene, Wen Xueyi casually took a small ingot of broken silver and threw it in front of the courtesan, saying: “Since you like other people’s luxurious clothes, buy two for yourself then. There is no need to wait on us.”

The girl was stunned for a moment, then looked embarrassed and retreated awkwardly.

The other girl was secretly feeling lucky, but heard Wen Xueyi lazily say: “Still not leaving?”

After all the courtesans had left, Wen Xueyi stood up and poured wine for the scholar: “I did not call these people to humiliate you, please take this drink as an apology.”

The scholar smiled and said: “It’s nothing. Sir, you came here at the invitation of Qingyu Pavilion. From now on, you can also be regarded as my colleague.”

“Hmm.” Wen Xueyi turned his head and thought for a moment, “I heard rumors that the little emperor is so terrifying, but seeing him with my own eyes in Pingyue City, he really didn’t match up to the rumors.”

The scholar said: “Seeing is believing.”

Wen Xueyi smiled and said, “Hanfang, looks more like a white rabbit.”

“Ah-choo!” Jing Ye sneezed hard.

Gu Hong looked at him: “What’s wrong, Your Majesty?”

“It’s nothing.”

Jing Ye touched his nose. He only found out after returning to the palace that the scholar who ran the noodle stall in Pingyue City and that Mr. Wen were also under Gu Hong. He truly didn’t know how he got these people working for him.

Gu Hong said: “The court’s redress seems to have nothing to do with jianghu. But there are still many people involved secretly. In order to avoid the enemy being in the dark while we are out in the open, it is best to let those jianghu people fight against jianghu people. Besides, Wen Xueyi this time came and brought a group of Wuhuan people with him.”

Jing Ye said: “From the north?”

Gu Hong said: “Yes. Dayue is the most powerful in the northern pass, but there are also rising powers. Wuhuan is the largest tribe besides Dayue. The newly ascended King of Wuhuan is an ambitious man. Zhao Mingde has won over Dayue and this new king of Wuhuan, after coming to the throne, wrote a letter to surrender to Your Majesty.”

Jing Ye took the document he handed over and opened it to look at it carefully.

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Gu Hong said: “In this way, Prime Minister Gu and the Gu family are leading troops to suppress Xirong, while Wuhuan and Dayue are engaged in conflict in the north, and Xu Ming in the northwest has secretly sent a letter to profess his loyalty. Your Majesty can concentrate on dealing with the Zhao family.”

Jing Ye asked: “Wen Xueyi and the Wuhuan people…”

Gu Hong replied: “His mother is the Princess of Wuhuan, and he and the current King of Wuhuan are cousins.”

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