AMLFS Chapter 20

Chapter 20: So it’s you, you son of a bitch

Chapter 20: So it’s you, you son of a bitch

The next day.

After finishing their lunch, Song Huaixi and Zhao Fangye got into the carriage and set off.

Song Huaixi was wearing a light blue cloud-patterned jacket today, with a thick moon-white robe underneath. The sleeves and collar were trimmed with fox fur.

The weather in the capital was dry and cold. He wore a dark blue little hat on his head, decorated with tassels and fluffy little balls at both ends.

He looked even more lively and beautiful, like a little celestial boy transformed from a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.

Zhao Fangye was still wearing a black robe, with a four-clawed golden dragon flower pattern embroidered on his chest.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Song Huaixi couldn’t sit still. He leaned by the car window, lifting the curtain to curiously look at the world outside.

The cold wind blew in from the car window, taking away the warmth inside.

Zhao Fangye reached out and pulled down the curtain, blocking his view: “The wind is strong.”

Song Huaixi was delicately raised. If he caught a cold for too long, he would get seriously ill again when he got back.

“Zhao Fangye, it’s so cold.”

Song Huaixi turned to look at him, his nose red from the cold, but still with a happy expression on his face.

He moved closer to Zhao Fangye and stuffed his hands into his arms, smiling slyly: “My hands are cold. Warm them up for me.”

He looked like it was a matter of course, not feeling that there was anything wrong with doing so. In his heart, Zhao Fangye and he were already very familiar.

As familiar as his mother, father, brother, and sister-in-law.

Glancing at him, Zhao Fangye didn’t say anything and wrapped his hands in his palms.

He said lightly: “Delicate.”

When they arrived at the bustling city, Zhao Fangye led him out of the carriage.

Both of them had extraordinary appearances, and people immediately turned to look at them.

Zhao Fangye’s expression turned colder. He didn’t like such gazes. But Song Huaixi was oblivious and pulled Zhao Fangye into the bustling city.

Deputy General Sun, after settling the carriage, followed behind them.

Along the way, Song Huaixi was like a little bird that had flown out of its cage. He was extremely curious about everything on the street.

Walking to a stall selling lanterns, he couldn’t take his eyes off the various lively and cute lanterns.

“Zhao Fangye, so pretty.” Song Huaixi pointed to a rabbit-shaped lantern and said to him, “Like me, I’m also a little rabbit.”

Walking forward, Zhao Fangye’s gaze rested on the delicate and cute rabbit lantern: “Rabbit zodiac?”

Based on Song Huaixi’s usual reaction, Zhao Fangye felt that he should belong to the dog zodiac.

Affectionate and pure.

“Shopkeeper, give me one.” Zhao Fangye took out silver and placed it on the stall owner’s table.

Seeing business coming, the vendor quickly handed the lantern to Zhao Fangye: “Okay, sir.”

Zhao Fangye didn’t take it: “Give it to him.”

The vendor immediately understood and handed the lantern to Song Huaixi: “Little master, take it.”

“Wow! So beautiful!”

Holding the rabbit lantern, Song Huaixi’s face was like a blooming, dazzling firework, instantly coming to life.

“Thank you! Zhao Fangye.”

Slightly raising the corners of his lips, a lantern was enough to make him so happy. Truly childlike.

Suddenly, he felt that accompanying him to the streets was not bad.

Saying they were here to buy New Year’s goods, in reality, Song Huaixi pulled Zhao Fangye to play all the way. Seeing delicious and fun things, he had to go forward and take a look.

And Zhao Fangye leisurely followed behind him, holding his hand to prevent him from getting lost in the crowd. As long as Song Huaixi was interested, Zhao Fangye didn’t bat an eye.

He bought everything.

This made Deputy General Sun, who was carrying a pile of miscellaneous things, suffer.

Looking at the backs of the two, Deputy General Sun was full of complaints. How did this Prince get possessed?

It’s too strange.

They wandered until the lanterns were lit, and Song Huaixi squatted on the ground and acted spoiled to Zhao Fangye, saying: “Zhao Fangye, my feet hurt so much…”

Deputy General Sun, who was about to be submerged, struggled to poke his head out from a pile of things.

“Your Highness, this subordinate will go and drive the carriage over.”

Zhao Fangye nodded to him, then picked up Song Huaixi, who was squatting on the ground, into his arms, half-holding him to sit in a pavilion nearby.

The pavilion faced the capital’s largest brothel, Qi Meng Lou.

The entire building was shimmering with lights and colors, with singing and dancing. The fragrant shoulders and temples intertwined inside, and the sounds of decadence reached the ears.

“What is that place?” Song Huaixi pointed to the beautiful and delicate pavilions with floating gauze curtains, his eyes full of curiosity.

Before Zhao Fangye could answer, he was interrupted by a frivolous voice.

“Yo! There’s a little beauty here? How come I’ve never seen you before?”

The man wore a gorgeous brocade robe, his eyes blurred, carrying the chaos of many years of indulgence in wine and women. His steps were unsteady and tottering.

Even though he had a handsome face, it was unpleasant to look at now.

The man approached Song Huaixi, his eyes full of lust, only seeing the shy and pure Song Huaixi, like white jade. He didn’t notice Zhao Fangye, who was wearing a black robe and hidden in the night, next to the beauty.

Seeing him approaching, Song Huaixi was very scared by his snake-like, slick, and gloomy eyes. He tightly grabbed Zhao Fangye’s sleeve and hid in his arms.

He said in a trembling voice, “Zhao Fangye…”

“Don’t be afraid.”

He embraced him, gently stroking his back to comfort him.

Zhao Fangye raised his eyes and swept over the man whose mind was confused. His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes gathering cold light, his tense jaw exuding coldness.

Noticing Song Huaixi’s movements, the man finally noticed Zhao Fangye, who exuded coldness.

His confused brain suddenly cleared up a bit.

Pointing at Zhao Fangye, he frowned and pondered: “You… you are… hiss…”

He couldn’t remember, scratching his head and pausing for a moment before suddenly realizing: “Zhao Fangye! So it’s you, you son of a bitch.”

Zhao Jingshuo, the current Crown Prince.

As the heir apparent, he neglected state affairs and only colluded with sycophants, indulging in wine and women in private. He spent his days on the banquet table, with no restraint on beauty.

If it weren’t for Noble Consort Xiao’s favor, his position as Crown Prince would have been replaced long ago.

Looking at the person in front of him with cloudy eyes and full of alcohol, Zhao Fangye’s face showed disgust.

Seeing him silent, Zhao Jingshuo became even more rampant. Taking a few steps closer, he reached out to touch Song Huaixi.

“What kind of blessing do you have to enjoy such a beautiful woman? You are just a dog under my crotch.”

As he spoke, he used a greasy gaze to size up Song Huaixi back and forth, seeing Song Huaixi reveal a look of fear. The smile on his face became even more wanton.

Clutching Zhao Fangye’s sleeve tightly, Song Huaixi was both angry and disgusted.

He was angry that he insulted Zhao Fangye and angry that he looked at himself with such eyes.

Suddenly standing up from Zhao Fangye’s arms, he pointed at his nose and cursed: “You’re not allowed to scold him! You disgusting bad guy! Go away! Don’t come over!”

Although Song Huaixi’s voice was trembling, his aura was very strong.

Seeing that he wasn’t afraid but protected himself, Zhao Fangye raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Pulling him to sit down, Zhao Fangye’s voice had no waves. He comforted him: “Don’t bother with him.”

Zhao Fangye was too lazy to deal with such a person, he felt he was dirtying his hands.

“But!”

Song Huaixi was indignant, why wasn’t Zhao Fangye angry!

“He’s scolding you! How can he scold you!” Song Huaixi’s chest heaved violently, and he was almost crying from anger.

Zhao Fangye was such a good person, why should he be scolded.

“Heh! Quite sharp-tongued. Wait until you fall into my hands and see if you dare to talk to me like that.”

His face, soaked in wine and women, twisted, what was he? Just a plaything.

How dare he talk to him like that!

But seeing him angry was also quite interesting. Thinking of this, Zhao Jingshuo’s lust became even stronger.

Approaching him, he suddenly reached out to grab Song Huaixi.