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    Chapter 33: Are you coming out of the Imperial Uncle’s room?

    Chapter 33: Are you coming out of the Imperial Uncle’s room?

    Poisoning coupled with a trek had already exhausted Ye Yueshen’s physical strength. He was still being harassed by Gong Xunwu, who was pinching his face, and he didn’t even have the strength to curse.

    The heat transferred from Ye Yueshen’s skin to Gong Xunwu’s wound. He paused, feeling somewhat regretful and finding himself in a difficult position.

    Ye Yueshen’s breath was scorching hot, and he had an impulsive thought: should he just let Gong Xunwu eat all the fruit in his hand?

    In the end, he didn’t do that. Self-defense and actively killing someone were two different things. Ye Yueshen sighed and said, “I accidentally ate poisonous wild berries.”

    Shaou led people to find them. Gong Xunwu released his hand that was pinching Ye Yueshen’s cheek and naturally wrapped his arms around him, saying to Shaou, “Bring the accompanying Imperial Physician over.”

    Gong Xunwu took Ye Yueshen back to his room. Shaou sent for the Imperial Physician and also told the princes not to search anymore, as the person had already returned.

    Having people search for him for most of the day, Ye Yueshen felt a little guilty. He had a deep fear of causing trouble for others. According to his life experience, being an invisible person who couldn’t attract trouble was his survival rule.

    So he became very ashamed and well-behaved, nestling on the small couch surrounded by thick brocade quilts. The Imperial Physician took his pulse and prepared medicine. When Gong Xunwu planned to personally feed him the medicine, he flatteringly said, “I’ll do it myself.”

    Gong Xunwu held the porcelain spoon, dodging his hand, and insisted on bringing the medicine to his lips.

    Ye Yueshen hesitated for a moment, almost succumbing to Gong Xunwu’s unyielding gaze, but still, with a little courage, he took the medicine bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

    The porcelain spoon containing a spoonful of medicine was still in Gong Xunwu’s hand, looking somewhat stiff.

    Seeing his stern expression, Ye Yueshen was a little afraid of angering him. He really didn’t have the energy to deal with a Qi Wang full of aggression right now.

    So, his slender fingers gently supported Gong Xunwu’s wrist, and he lowered his head to drink the medicine in the porcelain spoon as well. The bitterness in his mouth made him want to gag.

    He frowned and endured, still relying on willpower to pat Gong Xunwu’s shoulder, signaling him not to be angry. Then, he kicked off his shoes, climbed back onto the bed barefoot, pulled the brocade quilt over his head, and pretended to be asleep.

    Gong Xunwu watched him lie quietly on the bed. After a long while, he put the porcelain spoon to his lips, touched it with his tongue, and thought, it’s not that bitter, why did he frown so hard?

    After dozing for half a day, Ye Yueshen was actually not sleepy at all. He took out a small fruit from his purse. The bitterness in his mouth was like chewing on a layer of soot from the bottom of a pot. He wondered if he could eat the fruit to suppress the bitterness. After all, he had just taken the antidote, so it should be okay, right?

    Gong Xunwu lifted the quilt and hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, half of his palm reaching into his collar. Ye Yueshen struggled to push him away, sat up, and their eyes met.

    Gong Xunwu put on that face again, the one that brooked no dissent and was all-powerful. Ye Yueshen couldn’t bear it anymore, stepped on his thigh, climbed over him, and ran out barefoot. He wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

    The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt like he had been poisoned stupid by the wild berries, thinking that showing weakness would make Gong Xunwu retain a little conscience. Gong Xunwu would clearly only take an inch after being given a mile.

    He had been raised very delicately in the Marquis’s residence. Even a small grain of sand under his feet hurt. His gaze fell on several people. The one in the lead was wearing casual clothes and looked over when he heard the sound.

    He ran down the steps, but before he had time to think about where to hide, Gong Xunwu, who had chased after him, grabbed his arm and yanked him back.

    The door slammed shut, and Ye Yueshen was pressed against the door panel. Both of his wrists were easily restrained by Gong Xunwu’s large hand and pressed against the door frame above his head. The sharp edges hurt his skin.

    Gong Xunwu considerately adjusted his position, using the back of his hand to cushion it.

    Ye Yueshen’s eyes were full of shock. The person just now was the Third Prince, Gong Xuyin. Before he was pulled away, they had briefly made eye contact.

    The Third Prince saw him being pulled into the room by the Qi Wang, and he was barefoot, his hair and clothes disheveled, making it easy to imagine things.

    Ye Yueshen’s chest rose and fell sharply: “The Third Prince saw it!”

    “No need to worry.” Gong Xunwu’s expression didn’t change at all.

    He didn’t care at all, Ye Yueshen thought. He didn’t care at all! He was the high and mighty Prince Qi. Wanting to drag a Marquis’s son into his room to do something was just a romantic affair. Not only would he lose face, but even more terrifyingly, he would cause the Junzhu to lose face.

    Once this scandal spread, the royal family would undoubtedly push all the blame onto him.

    After a strong sense of despair, Ye Yueshen calmed down instead. The thought that it had already happened, so what could he do, arose in his mind.

    He calmed down unusually and slowly opened his mouth: “My arms are a little sore.”

    Gong Xunwu acted as if he hadn’t heard and didn’t release him, as if he deliberately wanted to see him freak out and struggle.

    But Ye Yueshen didn’t do as he wished. He drooped his head, lowered his eyes, not knowing where he was looking. After a moment, two tears fell at the same time.

    Gong Xunwu finally released his wrist, bent his index finger, raised his chin, and wiped the tears from his face with his thumb, deliberately asking, “Now you know to cry?”

    Ye Yueshen slowly opened his eyes, staring at him. After a moment, he unexpectedly raised his hand and stuffed the wild berry into Gong Xunwu’s mouth.

    Gong Xunwu didn’t resist at all, very obediently accepting his rude behavior, opening his mouth to hold the wild berry. His eyes stared unblinkingly at Ye Yueshen, then with a snap, he began to chew the wild berry in his mouth.

    Ye Yueshen was stunned, and then grabbed his face, solemnly saying, “Spit it out.”

    Gong Xunwu insisted on doing the opposite of what he wanted, not only not spitting it out but also continuing to chew.

    Seeing that he wouldn’t listen, Ye Yueshen couldn’t really feed Gong Xunwu poisonous fruit. He steeled himself and was about to stick his fingers in.

    Gong Xunwu suddenly chuckled briefly, turned his head, and spat the fruit into the flower pot next to him. He asked him with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Why are you regretting it?”

    “Idiot…” Ye Yueshen cursed at him, and suddenly pushed his shoulder, but Gong Xunwu seemed to be nailed to the ground, his body not moving at all.

    “No one dares to call me an idiot,” Gong Xunwu said with a cold and arrogant tone.

    Ye Yueshen told him, “They’re all calling you an idiot in their hearts.”

    Gong Xunwu didn’t care: “As long as they don’t dare to call me that to my face, I don’t care.”

    He wanted to curse him as a lunatic, but Gong Xunwu wouldn’t understand. Ye Yueshen pushed him again. At first, Gong Xunwu still didn’t move, but after Ye Yueshen said he wanted to sleep and would sleep here, Gong Xunwu finally released him.

    Gong Xunwu silently lay down next to him. Ye Yueshen closed his eyes, listening with a hopeless expression to the noises of the person next to him adjusting his sleeping position. Ye Yueshen’s head was throbbing. He just wanted some peace and quiet.

    Finally, Gong Xunwu quieted down. Ye Yueshen was about to brew some sleepiness when he was grabbed by the face again. When he opened his eyes, he saw Gong Xunwu getting closer and closer, wanting to kiss him.

    Ye Yueshen slapped his hand over Gong Xunwu’s mouth, finally unable to bear it anymore, and said, “You just ate poisonous fruit, and you didn’t even rinse your mouth!”

    Then, he turned over and covered his head with the quilt. Gong Xunwu didn’t do anything else, recalling his words. He said he hadn’t rinsed his mouth after eating the poisonous fruit, not that he didn’t want to kiss.

    So Gong Xunwu didn’t dwell on it and didn’t go to provoke Ye Yueshen, who was clearly on the verge of collapse.

    Ye Yueshen fell asleep angry. The next morning, he woke up as expected, still being held by Gong Xunwu. He struggled and turned over, his gaze coldly looking at Gong Xunwu.

    Gong Xunwu seemed to have woken up long ago, looking at him with clear eyes, and asked in a tone without any grudges, “Do you want to go hunting today?”

    Seeing him acting as if nothing had happened, Ye Yueshen felt that there was no reason for him to react too strongly. Showing emotions in front of such a calm person made him feel inexplicably embarrassed.

    Ye Yueshen didn’t want to give him the illusion that “I will have emotional fluctuations because of you.”

    “Go.” Ye Yueshen wanted to wash up but was held in Gong Xunwu’s arms and kissed for a while. After finishing, he specifically explained: “I’ve rinsed my mouth, there’s no poison.”

    Ye Yueshen told himself not to be angry, then walked past him coldly, got out of bed to wash up, and politely asked Shaou if he could help him put on his riding clothes.

    Gong Xunwu was usually very independent in his habits, and Shaou was a bit rusty when it came to helping others change clothes, so he put the riding clothes on Ye Yueshen very sloppily, and the belt was even tighter than the one Gong Shengyin had tied yesterday.

    Ye Yueshen’s clothes were all prepared by the Qi Wang Manor. Today he was wearing a dark red, tight-sleeved robe, and there was also a mask to prevent his face from being scratched in the jungle.

    He didn’t want to sit opposite Gong Xunwu, so he didn’t have breakfast. He took a palm-sized sesame seed cake and went back to his room while eating.

    Passing by the long corridor, he saw the Fourth Prince, Gong Xuyin, waiting for someone. Seeing him, he walked over and walked alongside him.

    Gong Xuyin said very directly, “You came out of Imperial Uncle’s room.”

    Ye Yueshen wasn’t surprised by Gong Xuyin’s sharpness, nor did he want to think about when the undercurrent between him and Gong Xunwu was noticed.

    Gong Xuyin was very scheming, and Ye Yueshen didn’t want to bother fabricating a reason to deny it.

    “Imperial Uncle is two years younger than the Crown Prince, and six years younger than the deceased First Prince. The Emperor watched him grow up. The Emperor loves him more than he loves us.”

    Ye Yueshen knew that the Emperor treated the Qi Wang very well, because they were brothers of the same mother and father, and he was the Emperor’s youngest son in his old age, more than twenty years younger than him, with no possibility of competing for the throne, so there was no need to be on guard.

    The original book described this point when Gong Shengyin received Gong Xunwu’s secret support, to highlight the power of Gong Shengyin’s backer.

    Gong Xunwu’s role in the book was more like a powerful cheat.

    Ye Yueshen quietly ate the cake, not saying anything.

    Gong Xuyin sighed, “I advise you to get out of this as soon as possible. The Junzhu is the Empress Dowager’s adopted daughter. Although there is no blood relationship, we are undoubtedly relatives. You and Imperial Uncle are of different generations. Once it happens, Imperial Uncle, as Prince Qi, won’t have any trouble, but what about you?”

    Ye Yueshen knew his situation was disadvantageous, but what could he do? He wanted to break it off, but he couldn’t.

    “I know.” Ye Yueshen smiled at him, really looking like he knew what was good for him: “Thank you.”

    “What’s the use of thanking me?” Gong Xuyin smiled helplessly at him: “You have to listen.”

    “I listened.” Ye Yueshen ate the last bite of the cake: “Fortunately, it’s you who knows. If it were someone else, I would worry that they would tell others.”

    Gong Xuyin didn’t know that the simple and weak beauty in his eyes had already dug a trap waiting for him to jump in.

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