LWDC Chapter 147

Chapter 147 – The Queen’s Birthday Banquet

Chapter 147 – The Queen’s Birthday Banquet

Chapter 147 – The Queen’s Birthday Banquet

Cyrus greeted his father to speak with him, and before leaving, he patted Ning Fei: “Don’t go, wait for me to come back and give me your answer.”

“…” Ning Fei really wanted to refuse on the spot, but Cyrus had already left.

Duke Bartley, before turning around, cast a glance at Ning Fei, even making eye contact for a moment, before turning back and leaving with his youngest son.

Ning Fei felt that the man’s gaze was a little meaningful.

–Because of Cyrus, he sized me up?

–After all, in his memory, I no longer exist…

*

When Ning Fei chose Duke Bartley, he wasn’t called “Ning Fei” yet. At that time, Duke Bartley was only twenty years old, and Ning Fei was only fifteen.

Fifteen sounds young, but in reality, it was much later than the “selling-self night” of other apprentices. In those years, in that world, even the Queen would marry at the age of fourteen. Ning Fei was able to rely on maneuvering to survive to this age, and even become a “Saint Son candidate” before getting onto someone’s bed. Apart from the priest who adopted him manipulating the price, Ning Fei’s own intelligence and quick-wittedness were also important reasons.

The reason for choosing Duke Bartley was because his temper wasn’t very good.

Yes, Ning Fei deliberately chose such a target, rather than the kind of playboy who seemed easy to get along with. Duke Bartley was proud and conceited, and wouldn’t make “gentlemanly concessions” for a beauty, nor did he have the patience to play the little games of coquetry between lovers. Most importantly, Duke Bartley’s sense of territory was very strong. Below the king, he was the only one who robbed others, and no one robbed him—he wouldn’t even necessarily give face to princes or royal relatives. Therefore, once Ning Fei was under his name, he could justifiably refuse other people’s requests for pleasure.

As for why Duke Bartley took a fancy to Ning Fei, it was probably just because he felt that the Ning Fei at the time was the most worthy of him and the most presentable little lover to take out, so he sent someone to come to his door. After a series of valuable gifts, Ning Fei really fell into his hands.

But avoiding the sin of being pulled onto other people’s beds meant suffering the Duke Bartley’s sin. This man was really not gentle in bed, and didn’t have any idea of cherishing beauty. Especially since he liked riding horses and hunting, and didn’t know how to control his strength. If you resisted him, he would really be even more violent. Ning Fei was forced to have no choice, and secretly inquired about a bunch of new tricks, and then told Duke Bartley that he wanted to take the initiative to demonstrate. The Duke was satisfied with his vanity by this behavior of “he learned so much for me”, and he really often let Ning Fei take the initiative, so Ning Fei suffered less. It was also at this time that Ning Fei developed the habit of “taking the initiative = suffering less.”

But apart from that, Duke Bartley was a very good lover to Ning Fei. He didn’t need Ning Fei to revolve around him, and when he took Ning Fei to gatherings, he only needed Ning Fei to be an exquisite decoration, and didn’t need to please other nobles. When the Duke was happy, he would order a share of the gemstones and famous wines to be sent to Ning Fei; when he was done hunting and didn’t want the prey, he would directly have people stuff it all into Ning Fei’s place, to be made into fur coats. He might not have liked Ning Fei that much, this was just his aristocratic behavior, but it was enough to show his “ownership” of Ning Fei. Under the protection of his name, Ning Fei had a few years of peace.

So Ning Fei had no hate, no love, and no thoughts towards him. He had chosen him himself in the first place, there was nothing to blame.

It’s just that now that he’s back, Duke Bartley is already in his fifties, while Ning Fei’s youth is eternal. This world has completely erased the traces of Ning Fei’s existence, truly the things are no longer the same.

*

After Cyrus returned from talking with the Duke, he looked at Ning Fei with a strange expression.

Ning Fei: “Mr. Bartley?”

“Sometimes, bloodlines are really a magical thing.” Cyrus tsked and sighed, “My father asked who you are. He has never inquired about my lovers, nor would he bother to look for them himself. The church will ‘dedicate’ toys to him, and the pretty girls will take the initiative to surround him, he can’t be lacking these, you know.”

Ning Fei: “…”

Appearance preferences can also be inherited, it’s indeed quite magical. Moreover, after so many years, the Duke’s taste has remained the same, which is quite “consistent” in a sense.

But Ning Fei didn’t want to dwell on this, and only replied: “I’m not your lover, Mr. Bartley.”

“You can be.” Cyrus lowered his eyes and smiled, twisting the large gemstone ring on his finger, “Dr. Ning, since Earl Andrew has a new love, why bother hanging yourself on this one tree? What he can give you, do I lack here? Moreover, with your appearance, coming and going in noble families, sometimes, others may not be as gentlemanly and patient as I am. For example, my father, more than one person has been whipped to the point of vomiting blood by his horsewhip… You’re a smart man, right?”

Ning Fei thought that the Duke had changed after all, becoming even more perverted. These thirty years hadn’t been wasted.

–But he’s starting to use props too, could it be that he can’t do it anymore…

But most indulgent nobles experience kidney failure early, which is normal.

Ning Fei thought jokingly, tilting his head to look at Cyrus: “Mr. Cyrus, I have to admit, you’ve really scared me a bit. But I don’t like dealing with two people at the same time, that’s a bit too busy.”

“If I take you to the Queen’s birthday banquet, then you’re mine. Earl Andrew wouldn’t be stupid enough to compete with me for a lover in front of the royal family.” Cyrus was full of confidence, “Besides, I bet he’s definitely going with Mial. If you want to show off to him, I don’t mind.”

Ning Fei: “…”

At first glance, it seems quite loving, but letting your lover compete for attention, what’s the difference from fighting crickets?

“I don’t think my life is too long.” Ning Fei replied faintly, “I’m just a commoner, not suitable for showing off at the Queen’s banquet.”

“Then you can go and see, and have fun.” Cyrus felt that Ning Fei’s attitude had finally loosened, and subconsciously tugged at his tie, “Also, I promise not to share you with others, how about it? If you don’t like it, I wouldn’t be willing either.”

Ning Fei raised an eyebrow: “Including when the Duke explicitly asks for it?”

Cyrus: “…”

Ning Fei: Haha, a noble’s mouth is a deceiving ghost.

“I’ll try my best, dear little doctor. If it really doesn’t work, at least I promise not to let you suffer in his hands, and guarantee you’re spared from being torn to shreds. He’ll still give me this much face, even only give it to me.” Cyrus took off the big gemstone ring, held it in his palm, and handed it to Ning Fei, encouraging him again, “You’ve seen many little beauties being tortured, you should know that there aren’t many people as patient as me…”

Ning Fei finally raised his hand and took the ring.

Cyrus’s eyes lit up, and just as he was about to say something, Ning Fei pinched the ring and turned it around to play with it, and smiled: “Find a room where there’s no one.”

Cyrus’s smile became even more obvious. He immediately left the others and took Ning Fei away from the hall. The other guests naturally wouldn’t say much, and everyone cast ambiguous glances, looking as if they knew everything.

Passing through the long corridor, away from the laughter and cheers, the depths of the castle became quiet and cold. Cyrus was indeed more concerned about Ning Fei (his first time), and didn’t take him to a guest room where the sounds of the next room could be heard, but instead took him to his own master bedroom.

The door slammed shut with a “bang”, and Cyrus couldn’t wait to grab Ning Fei’s wrist, wanting to press him against the door.

Ning Fei covered his approaching mouth with his backhand, and smiled slightly: “Shh, listen—”

Buzz——!!!

The roar suddenly rose, like a great bell echoing in the air, and Cyrus knelt on the ground with a thud.

*

A week after Cyrus’s gathering was the Queen’s birthday party.

Since parting at the banquet, Ning Fei and the Duke’s youngest son had never met again. Of course, this was the effect of “Divine Revelation”. With the white light shining, he was cleansed of desires. In the short term, let alone looking for Ning Fei, he probably wouldn’t look for other lovers, maids, or even his own right hand.

But this didn’t prevent Cyrus from continuing to send gifts to Ning Fei, and they had an even more “crazy” tendency. It’s just that his gifts changed from being full of ambiguity and hints to becoming more and more sacred and bright. He even started to customize white and gold-edged robes and cloaks for Ning Fei, which looked exactly like the church’s saint sons and priests. Needless to say, he had been brainwashed by Ning Fei’s false “divinity”, and the effects of the light magic on him were lasting and profound. When Cyrus sent things to Ning Fei, he had completely forgotten that Ning Fei usually wore dark and gloomy colors. Even if he remembered, he would only think that these old and worn things from commoners weren’t worthy of Ning Fei.

On the day of the Queen’s birthday banquet, Cyrus even wanted to personally pick up Ning Fei from the commoners’ street. Ning Fei immediately rejected the servant who came to notify him in advance. It was a joke to let Cyrus’s flashy carriage come. He wouldn’t want a peaceful life after that. Thieves and robbers would come one after another, and he wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly at night.

Ning Fei chose to take his own carriage to Cyrus’s place to meet him.

Near dusk, an inconspicuous black carriage stopped in front of Cyrus’s castle gate.

Cyrus’s carriage was waiting here, and he himself couldn’t restrain himself and came to open the carriage door for Ning Fei himself. The diligent look made the butler who followed him jump, and he only felt that his noble master had lost his mind.

Cyrus didn’t care what the servants were thinking. He looked up at the person in the carriage with reverence and enthusiasm, and was immediately stunned.

“Why… are you wearing this today?”

Ning Fei was actually wearing quite luxurious today. The main color was purple, and the fabric used high-end velvet, with exquisite workmanship and high-end aesthetics. It was relatively low-key in the dark, and would only reflect elegant purple brilliance under the light. The accessories also matched this outfit, with more dark and less bright, but every sparkle could be called a finishing touch. Ning Fei also wore the ring that Cyrus had previously taken off his hand and given to himself, and added a large gemstone brooch that was a bit similar in style, which made him look even more noble and mysterious.

“I think this set is the most suitable.” Ning Fei thought that this set was the most low-key among the clothes this guy sent, so what else could he choose? Did he really want to wear a light-colored outfit to steal the “spotlight” of Mial and those other saint son candidates? Was he sick?

Moreover, this set was indeed Ning Fei’s favorite in comparison, and Cyrus had just caught a blind cat and a dead mouse.

“But this is not…”

“Okay, let’s not dwell on this topic, there’s no time left.” Ning Fei interrupted him, and got out of the carriage holding his hand, “Let’s set off quickly.”

“Oh, yes, please get on my carriage… You’re still wearing the ring I offered!” Cyrus’s eyes lit up when he saw Ning Fei’s hand, “Will it become a sacred object?”

The butler simply couldn’t bear to listen, and only felt that the master’s love words were becoming more and more out of tune.

Only Ning Fei understood what Cyrus was talking about, got on the luxurious carriage, and smiled slightly.

“Yes, loyalty and dedication will be exchanged for a sacred object.”