Inside the Song estate, after Song Shi’s injury was pretty much healed, he got ready to go outside to wander around. He said it was to wander, but actually he had a plan in his heart. Ever since Song Song left the Song estate, he brought with him plenty of property and possessions. Because Fu Xiang’s dowry was pretty much sold long ago, the Song estate had to use a lot of personal spending to make up for the vacancy.
“That bastard. How dare he steal Fuxiang restaurant as well!” He walked forward with a gloomy face, clearly still a youth, yet he looked as if possessed by a demon. When he turned the corner, he was suddenly pulled to a stop: “Rich little gonzi, seeing you’re so wealthy, there must be a lot of mice in your house right?”
Song Shi said with a blackened face: “Stay far away from me.”
“Why don’t you buy a bag of rodenticide.” The old man said: “I really have no other choice. My daughter is sick at home. With no money to buy medicine, I can only bring out my family’s rodenticide that’s been passed down through generations to sell. However, poor people’s houses don’t have mice. Gongzi, why don’t you do something good and buy a bag of rodenticide from me!”
“Why are you guys watching blankly? Hurry up and beat up this old geezer!” The family servant behind Song Shi strided over. As soon as that old man saw this attitude, his face turned white and he ran off. Song Shi watched his figure hurrying away and felt somewhat better.
He continued walking forward again, until he reached Fuxiang restaurant. Again he saw that old man, but this time he was pestering Song Song: “This gongzi, I see your eyes are bright and teeth are white. Even the clothes you wear are not regular. You must have a lot of food in your house and raise plenty of mice. Gongzi, this is my family’s rodenticide. Promise it’ll be effective and let your food be nice and clean from now on. No mice in sight! Gongzi, why don’t you buy a bag!”
Song Shi hid to the side and saw Song Song retrieve some silver from a servant next to him, and give to the old man, voice warm and gentle: “Elder, this is a place to eat. If you want to sell rodenticide, you should go over there. Don’t accidentally spill it on our restaurant’s customers. If something happens, even if we jump in the yellow river, we won’t be able to wash clean.”
The old man thanked him continuously and said: “Here. Here’s your rodenticide.”
“Alright.” Song Song accepted it, then was helped onto his carriage, and left.
Song Shi walked out, stared at the old man who was selling rodenticide, looking pensive. Suddenly, he turned and saw a familiar figure. That person staggered out from inside, both cheeks crimson from drinking, and he was still pouring more into his mouth.
“Fu Ming…”
Next to him, a married woman interrupted saying: “This gongzi comes to Fuxiang restaurant practically everyday to drink. Last time I heard him stand on the street and yell some girl’s name, saying ‘sorry, I let you down’ or something. How pitiful.”
Song Shi’s expression instantly dropped.
Song Song rode the carriage back. In the middle of the trip, he entered a small restaurant. When he exited, he unexpectedly met someone. He immediately said, smiling: “6th royal brother.”
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“Then I’m interrupting you.” Song Song hastily said: “Be careful on the road.”
Li Yun saluted again, then climbed on to his horse and continued onward. Song Song also returned to his carriage.
Li Yun traveled forward. Suddenly he saw an old man who was currently being beaten up by a few people. He frowned and jumped off his horse, berating: “Stop!”
Those people were actually the city’s patrol guards. When they saw him, they hastily greeted him. Li Yun let one of his servants help the old man up, and said sternly: “Why are you beating up an old man?”
Those people first saluted then explained: “This isn’t our fault… This guy has been running around everywhere shouting he’s selling rodenticides, even in front of some restaurant entrances. A lot of the restaurant owners wanted us to chase him away.”
The old man selling rodenticides stood to the side with tears in his eyes. Song Song, who came as well, stopped his carriage and stuck his head outside: “Just now I saw this old man in front of Fuxiang restaurant as well. I also specifically warned him not to sell in front of other food stores.”
Li Yun furrowed his brows as he looked at the old man again. “Even though selling rodenticides in front of restaurants is inappropriate, you guys still can’t beat up common people on the street. Go back and each receive ten planks. Later, I will personally go to the patrol camp for confirmation.”
Those soldiers immediately thanked him and left. That old man said while wailing: “Many thanks to your highness! Your highness, this old man really has no other choice. My daughter is very sick at home. I only have this box of cheap products. Poor people’s houses don’t have mice so I can only try my luck here and see if I could sell them for a bit more money to treat my daughter!”
Li Yun looked to the side. The servant by his side immediately stepped forward and said: “Elder, first get up. I will take you to a clinic and take a look. Then I’ll come with you to see your daughter. If you only need money, his highness will definitely help you.”
“Thank you! Thank you, your highness!” That old man brought out his rodenticide. “Your highness, this is my family’s rodenticide. Promise it’ll be effective and let your food be nice and clean from now on. No mice in sight!”
Li Yun accepted the rodenticide, his expression held suspicions. Suddenly, Song Song said: “There are so many unfortunate people in this world. Does your highness plan to take care of every one of them like this?”
“Brother-in-law, don’t poke fun at me.” Li Yun examined the rodenticide in his hand and said: “I only feel like this old man’s behavior seems too extreme. Who’s heard of anyone trying to sell pesticides inside people’s restaurants? Therefore I sent someone with him to take a look at the real situation, that’s all.”
Song Song looked pensive, then suddenly tossed the rodenticide in his hand over and said: “Since this old man seems fishy, then I won’t keep what I just bought. Trouble 6th royal brother to help me get rid of it.”
Li Yun looked at the two bags in his hand, blanked for a second, then heard Song Song say: “I still have to go take a peek at other restaurants’ new products, so I’ll be leaving first.”
“Brother-in-law, take care.”
Li Yun threw the rodenticide at a servant to the side and said: “Take this back to test its effect.”
Song Song was busy managing his business, continuously riding the carriage for several days made his waist and back sore. When Li Xiao returned home at night this day, he bumped into Song Song sprawled out on the bed, hitting his back with his hand. He walked over and said: “Why don’t you call a maid over to help you?”
“I don’t like other people touching me.” Half of Song Song’s face was pressed into the pillow. He looked at Li Xiao pitifully. The latter received his message and sat down: “Looks like this husband will have to help you.”
He just reached out his hand when Song Song climbed up: “I don’t dare to ask your highness for help. I’ll just press on it for a while and it’ll be good.”
He said so, then stuck two pillows under his waist, and laid on top of them: “It’s pretty comfortable like this.”
Li Xiao looked at his posture for a second, licked his lips, and said: “You… I still think it’s better if I help you.”
Song Song looked at him and asked: “Does your highness’s lower back also hurt?”
“This king is busy training soldiers all day, not idling around like you. How could I have an idler’s illness?” Li Xiao said: “Put away the pillows and lay on your stomach.”
Song Song obediently moved away the pillows and turned back on his stomach. Li Xiao’s hands squeezed his shoulder, then traveled downward. His aching spine instantly received relief. The feeling of his bones being kneaded made Song Song start to feel drowsy. He softened his voice: “Did your highness learn how to massage before?”
“First time.” Li Xiao’s thumb slid past the back of his neck, pressing and squeezing his acupoints. Then he slowly hit his back up and down with the bottom of his closed fist. He had full control over the strength of his hand. Song Song was way too comfortable, and because of the ‘first time’ reply, he felt extremely happy. He couldn’t stop the corner of his mouth from uplifting, and closed his eyes.
Li Xiao looked down at him, reached out a hand to squeeze his earlobe. “Song-er?”
He’s really asleep.
Li Xiao chuckled lightly. He continued to massage for a little while longer, then covered Song Song up with the blankets. He got up and was just about to leave, when his hand was grabbed. He looked down. Song Song could barely open his eyes, but his finger still hooked on to his lightly, as if reluctant to part: “Your highness… Do you really want to be like this with me, mutual respect between husband and wife?”
“Could it be that Song-er wants to be like dry wood ablaze with this king?”
Song Song was so sleepy he didn’t know if it was day or night, but lately, even while dreaming, he was still thinking about doing this and that with Li Xiao. “Where are you going now?”
Li Xiao looked at his squished face, fair and tender enough to squeeze out water, and sat down again, saying: “Not going anywhere.”
Song Song’s eyelashes trembled, eyelids surprisingly opened. He managed to focus enough to roll over towards the inside of the bed. When Li Xiao laid down next to him, he saw Song Song scoot back towards himself and say softly: “When this thing with Song Shi is completed, your highness has to grant me a sweet reward.”
Li Xiao’s lips curved: “You won’t even give this king a token of good luck, now you want a sweet reward?”
“That’s not the same… This time, I am making a contribution.”
Li Xiao couldn’t resist lowering his head and pressing against him, forehead to forehead. “This counts as a contribution?”
Song Song used his head to rub against him: “I don’t care… I want a sweet reward.”
Li Xiao’s smile deepened because of his movements, and he held him in both arms and said quietly: “Finicky.”
The writer has something to say:
Dumb Dumb: I heard that if I screw over Song Shi, I’ll receive meat to eat? Alright!
Thank You for the chapter -ω(´•ω•｀)♡
Thanks for the chapter! MC is such a kitten with his hubby, lol.
BTW, I finally realized in the chapter with the “hungry” soldiers that I was rereading this story (I think I probably read a previous edition a while ago), but since I don’t remember anything from this story until I reread a particular event happens, it’s a new story anyway! Yay!
there was a previous edition? what was the difference between this one??
No, it was just uploaded in word doc and I moved it here.
These two are so sweet, omg.
Poor people’s houses don’t have mice 😄 I feel like it’s not meant literally! Song Song is pretty cute when he’s sleepy and honest lol
I took it as poor people don’t have food so the mice don’t come whereas rich people’s houses probably have plenty of food (or leftovers) for the mice to scavenge. But I never know with foreign sayings, hehe. Could be an entirely different interpretation. XD
Yah ! Let’s screw over Song Shi… One down ….