WMSG Chapter 19

Chapter 19: So, can you stop playing these tricks…

Gong Xunwu was scrutinized with a gaze he couldn’t decipher. His experience with people he wasn’t familiar with was pitifully scarce. His twenty-seven years of living as someone high above others had, in a way, confined him—he was only adept at dealing with those who actively sought to please him.

In a sense, he was spoiled by his own cold, golden crown.

Regarding the young master who was the center of attention in his own little world, the means of approach he could think of leaned towards utilizing the power his status afforded him.

Gong Xunwu, of course, didn’t realize he was abusing his power. From birth, power had been a part of him, like his hands and feet, something innate.

With Ye Yueshen’s eighteen years of experience in reading faces, it wasn’t hard to see through.

“Stop.” Gong Xunwu regretted it and called out to him, “Have lunch first.”

Ye Yueshen was a little angry at his breach of promise. He had clearly agreed to let him wander around Qi Wang Manor.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Gong Xunwu took a step closer, meeting the fleeting contempt in Ye Yueshen’s eyes.

Ye Yueshen didn’t avoid it either: “I was thinking, it’s been peaceful for too long, someone should surround you with a hundred people day and night, shouting a thousand times, ‘Are princes and generals born with noble blood?’, then your arrogance might diminish by one ten-thousandth.”

“You think I’m arrogant?” Gong Xunwu’s expression was calm, showing no sign of being provoked.

Ye Yueshen looked away: “That’s not the point, even if you’re angry, I want to say it. Power isn’t something like your hands and feet. A cleaver can separate you from your hands and feet, but separating you from your power requires severing the hands and feet of countless people. Your arrogance does have solid support.”

But I just can’t get rid of you guys with this kind of face, so I hate you.

Gong Xunwu finally showed a trace of emotion. His brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze lowered slightly, sweeping over the water-red lips that moved as Ye Yueshen spoke.

Then he forgot everything he had just heard, it would be more accurate to say that his mind went blank for a moment. The emotions stirred up by Ye Yueshen were covered by another, deeper emotion.

This feeling catalyzed his jealousy of Ye Yueshen protecting Ye Yuanshen.

Ye Yueshen’s chin was slightly raised.

“What are you saying?” Gong Xunwu’s tone was very steady.

Ye Yueshen put away his hostility and said calmly: “I just want to wander around the manor.”

Gong Xunwu was silent for a while, “Ye Yueshen, I’m really a little confused, are you afraid of me, or not afraid of me?”

“Afraid.” Ye Yueshen admitted: “But that doesn’t stop me from mocking you a few times. If you want to pursue it, I can’t do anything about it.”

“You don’t realize that this is also a kind of arrogance?” Gong Xunwu asked: “Do you admit that you are relying on my favor? You don’t really believe that I would really hurt you, do you?”

“No, of course, I believe you would hurt me, otherwise I wouldn’t have been threatened to come to the manor.” Ye Yueshen felt an unspeakable intimacy and said with some aversion: “I just think, you wouldn’t hurt me because of a war of words, that’s not the purpose of you threatening me to come here, is it?”

As soon as Ye Yueshen finished speaking, his head was held and he was kissed. This kiss didn’t last too long.

Gong Xunwu warned him: “Keep being afraid of me, I like you to be a little obedient, if you’re too sharp-tongued…” I might lose control a little.

“Go wander around.” Gong Xunwu walked towards the corridor, dropping a sentence: “Have someone send you to the small hall before dark.”

The attendants on both sides lowered their heads, and only when Gong Xunwu’s figure had completely disappeared did they dare to look up and secretly size up the still-stunned Ye Yueshen.

Everyone’s heart was thumping. Just now, did His Highness Qi Wang kiss the Third Young Master of the Zhongshun Marquis family?

After Ye Yueshen came back to his senses, his face turned red. He chose a small path and quickly plunged into it, with a resentment that he wouldn’t turn back until he reached the end.

He broke a few flowers and kicked a few wooden stumps by the roadside. The anger from being threatened wasn’t vented in the slightest by the previous tit-for-tat exchange.

The attendants next to him were still following him, and he turned around: “Can you stop staring at me? I won’t steal anything from the manor.”

The leading attendant smiled very briefly: “Young Master Yue is joking. Young Master Yue, please watch your step, there are bound to be some scattered branches in the garden.”

Ye Yueshen originally didn’t have much hope, and thought he would be gently rejected, but he didn’t expect them to really turn around and leave.

Ye Yueshen finally felt that the scenery wasn’t oppressive anymore, and slowed down to walk around and look, hiding himself in the depths of the small paths in the garden.

After walking for a while, the front became wider, and a ball of white fluff was half-hidden in the grass. Ye Yueshen walked over and pulled the fluff ball out, a little cat as white as a cotton ball.

The little cotton ball was between a kitten and an adult cat. Ye Yueshen picked up the little cat, and Ye Yueshen thought this should be considered tacit consent to kiss it, so he moved his face closer, but his chin was blocked by a cat’s paw.

Ye Yueshen stopped his movements, and then the little cat punched his face three times, bang bang bang. While he was stunned, the little cat kicked his forehead and ran away. Its claws also hooked a strand of hair on his forehead, pulling his scalp painfully.

He squatted on the ground for a long time without moving, his fingers trembling slightly, and he fantasized a little about sneaking into Qi Wang Manor in the middle of the night to shave the little cat into a Mediterranean.

Ye Yueshen liked furry little lives, because little lives were soft and warm. When he used to live in a simple room that cost two hundred yuan a month, he would hug stray cats to keep warm and resist the cold and dampness in the room.

When he came back to his senses, he found an bow and arrow hanging on a small tree branch not far in front of him, and the bow was being held in Gong Xunwu’s hand. It was already a fully drawn bow.

Ye Yueshen walked towards the arrow. He didn’t stop until the silver arrow tip was about to touch his forehead. Then he leaned over, took an arrow from the quiver, and gently stabbed it into Gong Xunwu’s arrow tip, slightly sinking into the expensive fabric.

After a stalemate for a while, Gong Xunwu put down the bow, but Ye Yueshen didn’t put down the arrow.

Gong Xunwu opened his mouth: “You want to kill me?”

“No.” Ye Yueshen put down the arrow, “I just felt it was necessary to let you see my action. I won’t kill you, obviously if I kill you, I will die too. But if you want me to die, then I don’t have anything to worry about. What I mean is, only when a consensus is reached can the blackmail relationship between us be established, so can you stop playing these tricks?”

Gong Xunwu pointed to the open door next to him, obviously a not-so-large armory, “I draw my bow and practice swords here every day, you walked over here like prey.”

Ye Yueshen was a little humiliated. Gong Xunwu reached out and touched his cheek. Two scratches were scratched on his delicate cheek by the cat’s claws. There was no bleeding, but there was a slight swelling.

“No one in the manor hugs it, it’s not used to it.” Gong Xunwu said: “Go wash your face.”

Ye Yueshen couldn’t help but break down when he was washing his face. He pushed away the attendant who was carefully wiping his face with a wet handkerchief, bent over, scooped water from the basin, and splashed it on his face, taking the opportunity to shed a few big tears.

He wanted to go home, wanted to see his Junzhu mother, wanted to see his brothers, and didn’t want to face this capricious lunatic here at all.

He remembered seeing Junzhu this morning before he came out. Junzhu was going to the temple to offer incense and met him in the front hall, naturally helping him to tidy up his collar, telling him not to bother Qi Wang too much, and to go home early for dinner.

When Ye Yueshen came out, a young man was waiting for him at the door. He looked a little familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that it was the person who helped him clean up the mess that day.

“You…” Ye Yueshen asked him: “How did you deal with it?”

The man glanced at him, and then showed a gentle smile. His tall figure was suddenly softened by this smile, a little silly. His personality wasn’t like Gong Xunwu. Ye Yueshen originally thought he would coldly pretend not to hear.

The man said: “I’m afraid of scaring Young Master Yue, so I won’t say it.”

Ye Yueshen followed him for a while, and heard him open his mouth again: “Seeing Young Master Yue killing someone, I originally thought that Your Highness invited Young Master Yue here to teach Young Master Yue a lesson. Only after seeing Your Highness kiss you did I realize that wasn’t the case.”

Ye Yueshen suddenly regretted it a little, and even hoped that he would be as aloof as Gong Xunwu, not so responsive, and would take the initiative to speak even if he wasn’t asked.

He walked to the side a little evasively, and accidentally tripped over a step under his feet, subconsciously reaching out to grab something stable, but he grabbed the metal chain hanging from the eaves, and his palm was painfully cut.

The man reacted much faster than him, and had already jumped down, supporting his waist with his hand.

Ye Yueshen let go of the hand holding the chain and carefully observed this shiny silver chain, each section intricately carved, with small upward scoops on each section.

“What is this?” Ye Yueshen asked.

“This is a rain chime.” The man didn’t notice that he was cut, and said to him: “Your Highness invites you to come over.”

The man led him to a quiet courtyard, which, judging from its size and grandeur, should be the courtyard where Gong Xunwu mainly lived.

The man quickly left, and Ye Yueshen stood under the eaves of the house, not knowing whether he should go in or not. No one told him.

A breeze suddenly blew, brushing the broken hair across his face. Ye Yueshen stood under the corridor, slender, beautiful, and soul-stirring.

Gong Xunwu’s voice came from inside the house: “Come in.”

Ye Yueshen obediently walked in. Gong Xunwu was sitting on one side of the Arhat bed, watching him without blinking.

What was coming was still coming. Ye Yueshen wanted to sigh a little. He was a little annoyed and distracted, remembering his brother’s instructions not to be alone with Gong Xunwu, but this was not something he could refuse.

Suddenly, his eyes moved. Gong Xunwu hadn’t explicitly said that he wanted him to sleep with him, had he? Before it happened, it could only be considered speculation by his brothers.

Ye Yueshen comforted himself like this, and actually mustered up a little courage: “What do you want to do?”

Gong Xunwu sat and watched the subtle changes in his expression, “I’m just afraid you won’t agree.”

“Tell me about it.” Ye Yueshen’s lips unconsciously pursed slightly, a little nervous.

Gong Xunwu leaned back a little, “Come over and kiss me.”

While Ye Yueshen’s heart sank, he was actually a little relieved. It was just a kiss, not to detain him. He couldn’t be detained. His mother still wanted him to go back for dinner.

Ye Yueshen was now obedient again in Gong Xunwu’s eyes. He walked towards him without much hesitation, his slender white fingers pressed on his shoulders, and he leaned down to touch his lips lightly and leave.

Gong Xunwu didn’t speak, staring at Ye Yueshen.

Ye Yueshen was a little puzzled. Did he misunderstand? Was it only necessary to kiss his cheek or forehead? Thinking of the place he had kissed just now, he blushed a little again.

Gong Xunwu’s face gradually softened. He put his arm on the armrest in a relaxed posture, and his tone was a little casual: “Go to the bed and take off your clothes.”

“You…” At this moment, Ye Yueshen was completely at a loss, staring at him in place, feeling like he was being played.

His body was like a soft piece of paper, blown back a few steps, and he slumped down on the soft chair, gradually shivering.

Gong Xunwu’s eyes turned cold. After Ye Yueshen saw it, he hesitated a little, and after cheering himself up several times, he said in a trembling voice: “Then…then you come over and help me, I can’t stand up.”