Seeing the uninvited Jiang Huaijin, Gu Weizhou’s face displayed an extremely indifferent gaze. However, this indifference turned frosty when he noticed the other man stepping into the hall, bearing a flamboyant smile directed at him.
“This place isn’t safe. There’s a man-eating monster next to your place. How about… you move and stay with me?”
Facing the outstretched hand, Gu Weizhou, with a look of disgust, immediately took the ancient zither from the stone table. He shot the man a cold glance and said, “No need.”
After dismissing him entirely, he ignored him and proceeded to walk into his room.
Seeing the other party ignoring him, the interest in Jiang Huaijin’s eyes grew even more intense. Conquering such an indifferent person would be particularly satisfying.
He quickly stepped forward, reached around, and grasped the person’s waist. The waist felt soft yet firm under his touch.
Startled by Jiang Huaijin’s sudden bold move, Gu Weizhou forcefully tried to push him away, but even before he could fully extend his arm, it was gripped firmly.
Since Jiang Huaijin was frail from a young age, the emperor spared no effort to ensure his health, hiring masters to teach him martial arts from a tender age. The hope was that he’d become stronger. As a result, his martial arts skills were not insignificant, far surpassing those of the mediocre Su Qingli.
Feeling the obtrusive zither between them, Jiang Huaijin frowned and swiftly seized Gu Weizhou’s other wrist. The zither, no longer held, clattered to the ground with a ‘thud’.
“You—!” Gu Weizhou was furious, especially since the zither had almost hit his foot.
This ancient zither was his tool for showing off to others. If it were damaged, he would lose one of his last sources of pleasure while being confined. And without this pleasure, he might truly become despondent.
001 remarked: For sanity, it’s truly vital.
Seeing Gu Weizhou’s eyes filled with anger, adding a captivating charm to his features, Jiang Huaijin’s eyes ignited with fervor. He pressed the other man against the trunk of a nearby locust tree.
“Let go!”
Close to that stunning face, Jiang Huaijin teasingly brushed his lips against Gu Weizhou’s cheek, chuckling softly, “Do you think I’d let you go?”
Avoiding the touch, Gu Weizhou gritted his teeth, anger burning in his icy eyes. Yet, the fiery fury within those cold eyes only served as the greatest temptation for Jiang Huaijin.
Gazing at the flushed cheeks, reddened by suppressed anger that was just within reach, the man’s eyes gradually deepened. Leaning close to the other’s ear, he teasingly licked the delicate earlobe and huskily whispered, “…Su Qingli, I truly want to take you right here.”
Upon hearing these words, Gu Weizhou internally remarked, [How vulgar.]
[…Dare you say you aren’t looking forward to it?]
Excitedly covering his mouth in anticipation.
001 simply responded with a cold smirk.
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As Jiang Huaijin spoke, he saw the imprisoned person’s face turn ashen with anger. But being teased further, a beautiful flush spread across his cheeks. Breaking free, Gu Weizhou raised his hand to slap him.
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Gu Weizhou: This posture seems quite familiar, like those scenes of dropping a bar of soap.
Seemingly aware of the provocative nature of their positions, Jiang Huaijin leaned down and whispered in Gu Weizhou’s ear, “How about I strip you down now and pin you down in this position?”
“You… you reckless libertine.” Try it if you have the guts, Come on, hehe.
Observing the other’s face turning crimson with rage, a dark flint passed over Jiang Huaijin’s eyes. He loved seeing the flushed and visibly distressed look on the other man’s face.
That appearance made him yearn to dominate the other even more.
He imagined a scene of chaos on the bed, with the sharp-eyed man beneath him, his features painted in vivid hues of desire, crying helplessly, struggling, and descending into depravity.
Merely envisioning it made Jiang Huaijin’s entire body ache with need.
Swallowing hard, he could no longer wait. He yearned to see that beautiful vision before his eyes.
Just as he was pulling the person on the stone table into his embrace, delivering an intimate kiss to their flawless profile, he felt a gust of wind approaching swiftly.
The man’s eyes darkened, and reflexively, he raised his hand to block whatever was coming. Yet, what he felt next was a gut-wrenching pain in his arm.
“Ah—!”
Alongside his cry of alarm, Jiang Huaijin instinctively kicked at the unknown entity latched onto his arm.
With a loud ‘bang’, the dark figure was sent flying five or six meters away.
Holding onto his injured arm, Jiang Huaijin glanced at the bleeding wound, his gaze immediately turning malevolent as it locked onto the distant shadow. In the next second, Jiang Jingyue whose mouth was smeared with blood, rose from the ground, baring his teeth before lunging at him again.
Jiang Huaijin’s first impulse was to finish off this monster that dared to harm him. However, he soon realized that no matter how he attacked, the monster seemed insensate, single-mindedly lunging to bite him.
After being bitten once more, Jiang Huaijin screamed, prompting the already restless crowd outside to rush in. At the sight of the blood-covered Jiang Jingyue, those who had heard prior rumors of his malevolence paled in fear. After all, to normal people, cannibalism was indeed horrifying.
However, seeing Jiang Huaijin’s distressed state, they had no choice but to face the threat head-on.
The more the people gathered, the wiser Jiang Jingyue became, realizing it wasn’t wise to confront them directly. He had originally sprung into action out of sheer desperation to save Su Qingli from being harassed. Now that his objective was achieved, his priority was to escape.
Those who hadn’t yet approached saw the monstrous figure suddenly turn, scramble up a wall, and flee. Meanwhile, Jiang Huaijin, clutching his wound, seethed with rage on the spot.
“Search! Find him for me! Today, I swear to tear him limb from limb!”
However, the idea of ripping Jiang Jingyue to shreds was clearly impossible. After all, the Emperor still relied on Jiang Jingyue as a bargaining chip to gain popularity among the commoners. Thus, when Jiang Huaijin sent out a large search party, the Emperor immediately dispatched men to take him away by force and evacuate all unrelated individuals from the scene.
And just like that, with all the commotion, what started in the afternoon continued straight until evening.
After looking around and not seeing Jiang Jingyue, Gu Weizhou with a slight frown went back into his room. As he turned around, he nearly jumped in shock at the sight of a blood-covered face nearby, unsure if it was a human or a ghost.
Luckily, before Gu Weizhou could jump in fear, the figure spoke.
“… Master.”
Gu Weizhou recognized the voice and felt relieved. His heart settled, and he saw a silhouette lurking in the shadows. He said, “Come out. Everyone’s gone.”
“Okay.” The figure obediently stepped out from the corner.
Seeing the dried blood all over the face, Gu Weizhou felt a mix of emotions. He then headed to the courtyard to fetch a wooden basin filled with water and brought back a piece of silk cloth. Sitting down by a simple desk, he said, “Come here.”
Jiang Jingyue approached cautiously. Gu Weizhou pulled him down to sit beside him, dampened the silk cloth from the basin, and began to gently wipe away the dried blood from Jiang Jingyue’s forehead.
“Before doing anything in the future, learn to measure your abilities. Don’t do foolish things like hitting a stone with an egg.”
Jolted by the reprimand, Jiang Jingyue immediately looked up to respond, but unexpectedly, Gu Weizhou’s frown deepened, and he stretched out his other hand to hold Jiang Jingyue’s head in place.
“Don’t move.”
Perhaps because of the proximity, Jiang Jingyue could sense an annoyed urgency in that typically cold voice. As Gu Weizhou lifted his hand, his wrist fell right against Jiang Jingyue’s cheek, and with each breath, Jiang Jingyue inhaled a faint pleasant fragrance emanating from Gu Weizhou.
Jiang Jingyue, not daring to move, pursed his lips and whispered, “… But he bullied Master.”
“Being bullied once won’t kill me.”
Hearing this nonchalant response, Jiang Jingyue grew somewhat discontented. He said earnestly, “Regardless, I can’t let him bully Master.”
Gu Weizhou paused in his actions and looked down, jestingly asking, “If stopping him cost your life, would you still intervene?”
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Jiang Jingyue hesitated. He pressed his lips together, the expressions on his face changing continuously, deeply contemplating the question.
Seeing him in this state, Gu Weizhou did not probe further but quietly treated the wounds.
Just as he was nearly done tending to the injuries, he suddenly heard a sincere voice coming from the young man.
“If I really had to choose, I would still protect Master.”
Gu Weizhou was startled, looking at the embarrassed young face illuminated by the candlelight, and asked, “Why?”
“…Because, apart from my father and mother, Master is the only one who has genuinely been kind to me.”
“We have a deal between us.”
Stealing a glance at the man across from him, Jiang Jingyue said, “But according to Master, my verbal promise is just a pie in the sky. Yet now, Master is genuinely kind to me.”
“Heh…” Gu Weizhou let out an indistinct chuckle and remained silent, continuing to clean the wounds.
[This little devil has quickly learned how to win people over. He has a promising future.]
[Are you happy or not about this?]
Grinning, [I’m a step closer to my dream, of course, I’m happy.]
[…] Dream…
Feeling the grime on his face slowly being wiped away, Jiang Jingyue cautiously looked up at the man across from him. His features were typically cold, but under tonight’s candlelight, he seemed exceptionally tender.
In fact, when Jiang Jingyue first saw the man fetch water and silk cloth, he had some suspicions. Yet he found it hard to believe, given how aloof the man usually was towards him. Unexpectedly, what he dared not believe became a reality this evening.
Despite the cold demeanor, the man’s actions were surprisingly gentle, much like the faint pleasant fragrance emanating from him.
As for the question earlier…
Lowering his eyes, Jiang Jingyue realized he had told his first lie in his life.
If none of this had happened, he might have genuinely made such a naive choice. But now is not then, and along the way, so much has transpired.
Having seen through the cold selfishness of human nature, he had learned to lie and mastered the necessary art of hypocrisy between people.
As for why he lied, he merely hoped this man would impart his true skills to him. Now, only two words consumed his mind — vengeance!
Thinking of the profound hatred that ran as deep as an ocean of blood, ambition and desire began to sprout for the first time in Jiang Jingyue’s eyes.
He aspired to ascend to the highest throne of power in Da Ao. Only then could he exact revenge on the most powerful individual in the world. Only then could he avenge his father, mother, and everyone in the prince’s mansion.
Good. It’s good that he “lied”. The more stupidly cruel and ambitious he is now, the more fun the scum abuse would be later. Still looking forward for Gu Weizhou’s vulgar love ~
Thank you for the chapter:>
I agree. I have a feeling he will regret that lie.
Its gonna be soo fun!!😈I’ll get my popcorns ready~ <3 bro’s gonna regret so bad in the futuree😈😈
..ho..ho..this is getting intense…
He turns toward his side, where there is an empty space. When he recalls, a feeling of fear seeps into his stomach, instinctively searching to find that someone. That person is no longer alive.
When he eventually succeeded, he discovered he have nobody left to celebrate with; he abandoned the one who had entirely trusted him.
Many pairs of envious, hungry, and desperate eyes watch him in the midst of a crowd, seated at the chair made of gold. Ironically, while he have everything, all he made was thousand of enemies.