29: Chapter 27 Imperial Capital Past Events 29: Chapter 27 Imperial Capital Past Events “Knock knock knock—”
Someone knocked on the wooden door of the side room, and Xu Yuan turned his head upon hearing the sound:
“Third Young Master, your medicinal meal is ready.” A slightly hoarse female voice entered the room.
With a creaking sound, the wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and a slender woman dressed in the attire of a Shadow Guard walked in, holding a dinner plate.
It was Ying’er, who had always been by Xu Changge’s side.
Her face veiled, she wore tight black clothes, a red sash, and her tidy ponytail gently swayed behind her head.
Looking at her, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
As a standard debauchee and villain,
As someone with the “honorable” achievement of taking medicines by force to indulge in pleasures, Xu Changtian certainly had thoughts about Ying’er, the shapely Shadow Guard by his brother’s side.
He even “tactfully” requested her from Xu Changge during their time in the Imperial Capital.
The original host thought she was just a dog raised by his family, a dog with slightly higher cultivation, no different from those with lower cultivation.
And naturally, the result of his request was a thorough beating from his elder brother.
The memories that flashed through his mind left Xu Yuan speechless.
Visiting the Hook Bar, sleeping with maidservants, and abducting commoners’ daughters were one thing, but the original host had actually set his sights on their own martial preparedness system.
Ying’er was a high-ranking Shadow Guard trained by their family.
Such a demand from Xu Changge was about as appropriate as a prince expecting a female general, who had been fighting wars abroad, to return and warm his bed.
Although he knew it was absurd, the play had to go on.
After confirming that he had not been possessed, Xu Changge didn’t inquire about anything and simply left.
Where did his mysterious cultivation technique come from?
How did he acquire the Innate Taoist Body?
What had happened on the way while being used as a bargaining chip by Ran Qingmo, and why did he ultimately force her to leave by threatening his own life?
Xu Changge had not inquired about any of these matters.
Xu Changge didn’t believe that this foolish younger brother whom he had beaten up since childhood would honestly tell him everything.
If Xu Changge hadn’t preemptively sealed his mouth when beating Xu Yuan, he even thought he might hear some monstrous and unfilial words from this misbegotten mouth.
Therefore, he left Ying’er, who had always followed him, by Xu Yuan’s side.
Xu Yuan deduced that it was both protection and surveillance.
Every action of his was likely to be delivered faithfully to Xu Changge by her.
His personality could change slowly, but it could not be abrupt.
Threatening death to release Ran Qingmo could barely be explained by feelings developed along the way; his conversation and expression with Ran Qingmo at the cave entrance should have been seen clearly by Xu Changge from the mountain top with his will-spirit.
Besides, threatening his own death was not the first time the original host had done something so absurd.
Xu Yuan’s gaze freely wandered over Ying’er’s slim figure, wrapped tight in a black garment.
This time Xu Changge did not hit him too hard; although Xu Yuan was knocked unconscious, two days were enough time for him to get out of bed and walk around.
Ying’er entered the room and silently bent down to place the dinner plate on the wooden table in the center of the side room.
Xu Yuan suddenly chuckled and spoke,
“Heh— In the end, Xu Changge still gave you to me.”
As if she hadn’t heard his words, Ying’er continued methodically to take the medicinal meal out of the dinner plate and place it on the table.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan got out of the bed, a smile curling at the edge of his lips, and slowly walked behind Ying’er’s graceful figure, raising his hand to pat her bottom.
A crisp sound echoed in the quiet room.
Silence suddenly filled the room.
Ying’er’s eyes slightly lowered, showing no hint of emotional turbulence within them.
Xu Yuan was taken aback.
How come this woman with such high cultivation didn’t dodge?
Weren’t his past attempts to take liberties always dodged by her?
Contemplating for a moment, Xu Yuan kept his smile unchanged, and steeled himself to continue with more pressure, but the next instant his vision blurred.
A severed hand fell to the ground.
The cut at the place of severance was neat, the touch icy, the suffocating feeling like plunging into an ice cave.
Xu Yuan’s hand was still gently pressing on the woman’s buttocks, and Ying’er just glanced back at him indifferently.
This aura reminded him of the illusion when his head flew off upon his first encounter with Ran Qingmo.
In an instant, Xu Yuan understood that the other party wanted to use this once-and-for-all method to resolve his prying.
Breathing a little rapidly, Xu Yuan cooperated by gritting his teeth and taking two steps back:
Ying’er didn’t speak.
She indifferently withdrew her gaze, turned around, left the room, and before leaving, she did not forget to gently close Xu Yuan’s door.
Inside the room, silence for two seconds.
Xu Yuan kicked over the wooden table in front of him, spilling the precious medicinal meals directly onto the floor.
After gasping for breath twice, Xu Yuan pretended to roar in rage inside the room while starting to trash it:
“I’m going to kill you!
To dare to treat me , I’m going to have my father execute you!!
Once my cultivation level is sufficient, I’m going to cripple your meridians and throw you in a dungeon!!”
Atop the upper loft of the massive black eagle, two figures sat leisurely, enjoying the breeze at the edges of the curved eaves.
The scruffy-bearded Zhou Chen lay on his side on the roof, with his sword placed to one side, drinking noisily from a liquor gourd.
Feeling the events unfolding in the main cabin below, Zhou Chen shivered slightly.
This Third Young Master dared to even touch that woman’s behind.
His lips curling slightly, Zhou Chen looked toward Sizi Yu beside him, his voice tinged with respect:
“As expected of the Third Young Master, his guts and foresight are indeed astonishing.”
Sizi Yu, sitting cross-legged next to him, had also sensed the happenings downstairs and chuckled softly:
“In matters like these, the Third Young Master’s guts and foresight have indeed always been extraordinary.
Even the beloved granddaughter of Marquis Wucheng was once tied up and taken back to the Prime Minister’s Mansion by him.”
“There was such a thing?”
Zhou Chen seemed surprised, “I remember that Commandery Princess was recognized by her relatives in the Imperial Capital just a year ago, no?”
That is the granddaughter of the military god of the north in the imperial court, and he even dared to abduct her.
The Third Young Master is truly a character.
Sizi Yu glanced at Zhou Chen:
“Otherwise, what do you think made the Third Young Master come from the Imperial Capital to this Jingjiang City a year ago?”
Zhou Chen stroked his stubble, his eyes flickering for a moment, then suddenly lowering his voice, whispering:
Sizi Yu’s eyes twinkled with a hint of mirth:
“You’re still interested in such matters?”
Zhou Chen, slightly disappointed, smacked his lips:
“If you can’t tell, forget it.”
Sizi Yu looked into the distance, speaking slowly:
At that time, I was responsible for the Third Young Master’s safety.
The eldest son of Marquis Wucheng led people to storm the Prime Minister’s Mansion and rescued her.”
Zhou Chen shook his head and lifted the gourd to drink:
Sizi Yu shook his head: “No.”
Zhou Chen raised his eyebrows:
“I remember his temper is not too good, how come the Third Young Master wasn’t beaten to death?”
Sizi Yu spoke unhurriedly:
“At that time, Changge was in the mansion, but even he didn’t know the girl was the granddaughter of Marquis Wucheng.”
Zhou Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly:
“Are you saying that this little Commandery Princess was abducted by the Third Young Master before she even had a chance to recognize her relatives upon entering the city, such a coincidence?”
Sizi Yu shook his head:
“Naturally, it wouldn’t be that coincidental.
The Third Young Master said he was instigated.
who instigated him, he can’t remember.”