The missing parts of this story had long since been filled in by the world itself, and the cruelty described by Chu Xinian was even more intense than in the original manuscript.
In “A Thousand Years of Feud”, Xie Jingyuan is merely a member of a collateral branch of a decaying family, ruthless in nature, who seeks revenge against the Yan Emperor. He later decided to join the Crown Prince’s faction among the imperial princes, supporting their rebellion, only to meet an unfortunate end.
But now…
The story seemed as if nothing had changed, yet everything felt different.
The only consistency was Xie Jingyuan himself, who endured all kinds of suffering and hardships in this world.
Sunlight penetrated through the window, and the dancing dust particles could be faintly seen.
Xie Jingyuan noticed that Chu Xinian had been looking at his profile silently for a long time as if he felt even sadder than himself. He reached out and wrapped his hand around Chu Xinian’s neck, saying playfully in a hoarse voice next to his ear, “Chu Xinian, if I had known I would meet you when my mother disfigured my face, I would have stopped her…”
Xie Jingyuan touched his face, “She made me so ugly, I don’t fit with you at all.”
Chu Xinian knew that Xie Jingyuan was intentionally joking, but he still couldn’t help but lean over and kiss his lips. When their cheeks touched, he could faintly feel the uneven scars on Xie Jingyuan’s face and the years and experiences he had spent in the sea of corpses and bloodshed.
At that moment, they didn’t know what else to do to get closer; everything was in place.
Chu Xinian lifted the curtain and gently pressed Xie Jingyuan under him. Xie Jingyuan froze for a moment before he understood his intention and slowly relaxed his tense body.
The brocade bedspread was bright red and embroidered with intricate patterns. The bed curtains were drawn, blocking out the sunlight from outside and leaving only a faint red glow. They seemed to have returned to that night when they first entered the room, feeling agitated and restless. The maid sent by Concubine Mei stood outside, watching them…
“General…”
Chu Xinian’s voice was soft and deep as he gently parted Xie Jingyuan’s legs. His black hair fell loosely over his shoulders, and his aura became enchanting, arousing desire.
Xie Jingyuan bore a resemblance to his mother, possessing a delicate and gentle appearance, making it difficult to distinguish gender in the dim light. For some reason, a faint blush appeared on his face, and his elongated eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a captivating charm as he clung tightly to Chu Xinian’s neck.
“Chu Xinian…”
Xie Jingyuan’s chest rose and fell irregularly, unsure about such matters. But he thought it couldn’t be more painful than being wounded on the battlefield. After a brief moment of tension, he relaxed.
As he kissed Xie Jingyuan deeply, Chu Xinian reached into the cabinet next to the bed and took out an exquisite embroidered box.
Xie Jingyuan didn’t know what it was and lay down on the bedclothes with a dazed expression, asking, “What is that?”
Chu Xinian seemed to smile and said, “General, why don’t you guess?”
He opened the lid and saw inside an unknown white ointment. His slender fingertips took a portion and it quickly melted with the heat of his body, turning into a shiny substance.
“…”
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Xie Jingyuan finally understood what it was, and felt some disgust for the fragrant substance. He slightly tilted his head and lightly licked Chu Xinian’s prominent Adam’s apple. His voice was hoarse as he said, “I’m not a woman, why would I use this?”
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Xie Jingyuan only felt Chu Xinian’s slender fingertips caressing his face for a moment before slowly moving to the corner of his lips, pressing gently from time to time. Finally, they intertwined with his tongue.
Xie Jingyuan’s pupils contracted. He heard Chu Xinian’s husky voice whisper in his ear, “General, lick them…”
Chu Xinian fiddled with Xie Jingyuan’s lips and tongue with two fingers, then added a third. Xie Jingyuan wanted to turn his head away, but he couldn’t help himself and was forced to lick Chu Xinian’s wet fingertips.
Chu Xinian saw the crimson tinge on Xie Jingyuan’s lips and his eyes darkened momentarily. He finally withdrew his hand, leaving behind an ambiguous silver thread.
“General…”
He leaned in again and kissed Xie Jingyuan, capturing the tongue that was about to withdraw. Together, they embarked on an electrifying journey.
Xie Jingyuan’s waist was slender and strong. Feeling the pain outside, his body tensed unconsciously, and the contours of his muscles could be faintly seen. He weakly raised his head, and his fragile Adam’s apple was exposed to the air, bobbing up and down as he gasped.
“Chu Xinian… Chu Xinian…”
Tears welled up in Xie Jingyuan’s eyes. He desperately kissed the man’s body, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips, finally landing on his neck. The jade pendant pressed against his cheek, warm but stinging.
Stunned, Chu Xinian felt dampness on his shoulder, and when he reached up, he touched traces of tears. But the sky had darkened and he could see nothing. He gently nibbled Xie Jingyuan’s earlobe, and the scorching breath sprayed down his neck, causing a tingling sensation throughout his body.
“Lan Ting…”
Chu Xinian suddenly uttered these two characters, causing Xie Jingyuan’s body to tighten abruptly.
“Lan Ting…”
Chu Xinian called him by his old name, over and over again. He kissed away the salty liquid from the corner of Xie Jingyuan’s eyes, licking it gently with his tongue. His voice was tender as if transcending through an entire timeline, “I will remember the General’s name…”
“I will remember this name for the General…”
This name that had never before appeared in his writings, this flesh-and-blood individual, was not someone Chu Xinian’s long, dull words could create, but the pain was intertwined with him.
If I were to take up the pen and write about spring and autumn, I would only want to bestow the best words on Xie Jingyuan.
Prominent family background, youthful talent, dressed in white like a noble prince.
Entering the palace and ascending the throne, plucking daffodils from the sea and inviting a red-sleeved beauty.
Someone achieving both political power and romantic success.
Is this the life Xie Jingyuan should have had?
Hearing the repeated “Lan Ting” in his ears, Xie Jingyuan could not help but close his eyes. He didn’t say a word, just hugged Chu Xinian tightly, allowing him to invade and possess, until after a long time, he whispered, “Chu Xinian…”
“If you had never come, I would have died in this life without any remorse. But now that you are by my side, if I were to die at this moment, I would be filled with remorse…”
A person full of hatred cannot be called a true human being. Xie Jingyuan felt that he had already died a long time ago, and with each passing day, he was nothing but a walking corpse.
But he didn’t know when he started to want to live….
He wanted to live together with Chu Xinian…
He also wanted to help the Crown Prince ascend to the throne…
When they got married, Xie Jingyuan might have had some hidden hope inside him, even unknown to himself. He was weak, like a fire burning in a snowstorm, gradually extinguishing, barely enduring.
But Chu Xinian protected him from the outer storms and also from the bitterness of his life.
Just when they were deeply intertwined, System suddenly appeared with a soft “ding”.
[The villain’s blackening level has dropped to 35%]
[The villain’s blackening level has dropped to 30%]
It seemed that his hope of separating Chu Xinian and Xie Jingyuan needed to be stronger and stronger. The probability was only slightly higher than that of a man giving birth.
Outside, the moonlight was quiet, and the chirping of cicadas covered the soft sounds and breaths coming from behind the hermetically sealed door.
Yun Que sat on the steps outside, keeping watch. This time, she didn’t make up any cricket stories; instead, she brought a small piece of embroidery and concentrated on sewing. Her martial arts were not as high as Jiu Yong’s, so naturally, she could not hear the sounds from inside the room. But from time to time, she couldn’t help but wonder what Young Master and General Xie were doing inside without coming out all afternoon. Wouldn’t they be bored?
Jiu Yong had acute senses. He could not hear everything, but he could vaguely perceive some clues. His expression was strange, and he frowned, deep in thought for a long time, but he could not imagine the scene inside.
The General…
How could the General…
Yun Que had lowered her head for a long time. Feeling a little pain and tingling, she raised her hand to rub her neck and happened to look at Jiu Yong. She was a little surprised and asked, seemingly curious, “Jiu Yong, why is your face so red?”
Jiu Yong was always disciplined and never drank alcohol during his watch. Yun Que thought about it and concluded that he might have caught a cold. Thinking about how Jiu Yong got hurt because of her last time, covered in blood, she couldn’t help but hesitate.
When he heard Yun Que’s question, Jiu Yong’s fingertips trembled, almost losing control of his sword. His already furrowed eyebrows tightened even more and his expression turned cold, without a word.
Seeing him silent, Yun Que stood up, dusted off her skirt, and picked up her embroidery before leaving. However, she returned soon after, this time bringing a bottle of medicine to treat colds.
“Here, it’s for you.” Yun Que sat on the steps and gently pushed the porcelain bottle toward Jiu Yong. When she smiled, she had two dimples, but they were not visible in the dark.
Jiu Yong looked at her but did not move.
He used to not understand why Xie Jingyuan was entangled with the Second Young Master of Quyang Manor.
However, for some reason, it seemed like he suddenly understood a little now….
“Thank you.”
Jiu Yong raised his sword and directly swung the medicine bottle in the air, then reached out to catch it and put it in his bosom without even looking at it. His voice was cold, still devoid of any emotion, making people almost doubt whether he had said those words a moment ago.
Tsk, ice face.
Yun Que leaned back and muttered under her breath, unable to resist looking towards the tightly closed door. Was it her imagination or had she just heard noises inside?
The sun rose in the east as the long night was about to end.
The Capital’s morning market was slowly coming alive, with merchants and commoners coming and going. A white pigeon flapped its wings and flew into the General’s Mansion, landing on the eaves and chirping twice.
Jiu Yong immediately jumped up, grabbed the pigeon, removed the bamboo tube from its leg, and released it before walking into the inner courtyard.
It was already mid-morning and Xie Jingyuan still hadn’t woken up.
Jiu Yong didn’t dare to go in, so he could only tap lightly on the window a couple of times, “General, there’s a secret message.”
The room was silent, without any sound. After a moment, Xie Jingyuan’s lazy, hoarse voice rang out, with a hint of lethargy in his tone, “I know, leave it outside the window…”
Jiu Yong could only place the secret message on the window sill and slowly move back two steps. After a while, he saw Chu Xinian push open the window wearing a white robe, and take the secret message inside.
The window closed again.
Chu Xinian returned to the bed, pulling the sleepy Xie Jingyuan into his arms, and smiled as he looked at the small bamboo tube in his hand, “General, there is a secret message.”
Xie Jingyuan replied with a nodding sound, “You can have a look at it.”
His exposed shoulders were covered with red marks, indicating the intensity of his previous night’s entanglement. He lay lazily in Chu Xinian’s embrace, too lazy to even open his eyelids.
Chu Xinian opened the bamboo tube and slowly unfolded the note hidden inside. It was unclear what he saw, but he curled his lips slightly and laughed softly, “Yesterday, Prince Jin accompanied Concubine Mei to worship Buddha on the mountain. They met a Taoist master who claimed that he had the destiny of a true dragon. Prince Jin half-doubted and half-believed, so he brought the Taoist master back to the mansion.”
After summing up, he added mischievously, “It seems that Prince Jin has picked up a treasure.”
General Xie’s first time bottoming experience! Congratulations!
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I’m so excited of what will happen to Prince Jin and that Taoist master! Fufufu, I really love scheming gong protagonists! Let’s goooo!
Thank you so much for the chapters <3
congratulations congratulations congratulations!!! (important things must be said thrice)
Yay!! 🎉 🎉🎉 And CX’s plan is coming together! Mwah hah hah haaa!
Ehehehe, they did the deed and Jiu Yong and Yun Que are doing splendidly!
Thank you for the update ❤️💯