Chapter 27

Li Nu is the Crown Prince's nickname, and also Yuan Heng's nickname in the underworld.

It is said that when the imperial concubine gave birth to Yuan Heng, purple mist lingered in the sky for three days, and in the east it was even purple and black. Some people suspected at the time that the purple mist coming from the east was a good omen, and that if the black mist did not dissipate it would be a disaster. Rumors spread throughout the palace for a while. In order to reduce the discussion about the little prince, the imperial concubine insisted that she saw a calico cat when she was about to give birth, and gave Yuan Heng the nickname "Li Nu".

The civet cat symbolizes docility and can catch mice and protect food. The imperial concubine used this to express that she and her child would never have two minds and would submit to the royal destiny. After giving birth, she no longer showed up in public, fulfilling the duties of a royal wife.

However, the old emperor was suspicious by nature, and was extremely wary of this child who was born with purple aura. When Yuan Heng was three or four years old, he banished his mother to the cold palace, and Yuan Heng became a deposed prince.

The imperial concubine had been weak since giving birth and died not long after. The cold palace was remote and no one cared about it. The little slave waited beside his mother's body for three days and three nights. When he was found, his lips were pale and he almost lost his life.

Later, Yuan Heng was pretended to be adopted by the Queen Mother, which earned her a reputation as a kind and virtuous mother. He was indeed as docile as a cat servant, talented in both civil and military affairs but very low-key. He was even more humble and steady in front of the old emperor, which gradually changed the old prince's prejudice against his son.

However, it was this well-mannered and quiet Third Prince who broke through the siege during the palace coup, beheaded the imperial teacher, executed court officials, and killed all those who had slandered him, and forced the old emperor to write an edict to establish a crown prince.

Yuan Heng entered the Eastern Palace legitimately, and the court was in a panic for a while. They only dared to discuss it in private: the prince has been replaced by a cat.

The nickname "Li Nuer" became a derogatory name in the mouths of others, except when his mother called him with earnest wishes. The storyteller said that Yuan Heng had nine lives and his evil heart was not easy to die; the great scholar scolded him for lacking loyalty and disregarding human ethics. The entire palace was cleared of all civet cats for fear of angering Yuan Heng, and later even those two words were kept secret.

But one night, the Crown Prince was a little too rough in bed, and the King scolded him angrily: "You greedy raccoon slave, didn't we agree to do it three times?"

The palace maid who was keeping watch outside knelt down immediately, but she did not hear any angry voice from Yuan Heng. Only the bed creaked again, making a louder noise than before.

After that, word spread quietly in the Eastern Palace that only the prince could call the Crown Prince by his nickname, which inexplicably added a touch of ambiguity to their sexual affairs. What they didn't know was that Xiao Ziyu was thin-skinned and couldn't call him a beast, so he called him by his nickname to vent his anger. Who would have thought that this would cost him half his life.

Yuan Heng didn't expect it to be that long. He just felt like he was hit by Pavlov's bell. When he heard these two words, he wanted to bully people even more.

Xiao Ziyu was clearly testing him.

Yuan Heng pretended not to hear: "What?"

Xiao Ziyu didn't say anything else, just stopped talking, looking innocent. Rui Feng raised his eyes slightly and looked at people with his eyes wide open, but did not answer him.

It was just a moment of confrontation, but Yuan Heng sensed all kinds of emotions in that look. He pretended to ignore the various tastes like a cow chewing a peony, and changed the subject: "Mr. Xiao Xiao's eyes are charming. Big dogs and small dogs are all attracted by you."

The most lively thing about an actor is his eyes and eyebrows. Xiao Ziyu heard his hint and finally felt a little indignant. He said in a slightly cold voice: "Lu Yan and I are just friends. Mr. Yuan, there is no need to be so sarcastic."

Yuan Heng opened his mouth, and Xiao Ziyu seemed to know what he was going to say, and said first: "You don't have to bring up marriage. In modern society, you can get a divorce even if you're married. You just need to go to that bureau and submit an application."

Yuan Heng felt a tightness in his chest, thinking that you're thinking about divorce without even getting a marriage certificate, and you don't even consider how much the Meng family sold you for. However, before he could finish his words, Luo Li came running over: "Brother Xiao——!"

The entire camp was pitch black. Yuan Heng was dressed in black, and Luo Li hadn't seen him at all before he came over. When he got closer, he braked suddenly: "Yuan, Mr. Yuan is here too."

Yuan Heng folded his arms and leaned back, raising his eyelids: "Just say what you want to say."

Luo Li made a complete guide for eating, drinking and having fun. He originally wanted to use the short holiday to sneak out and relax with Xiao Ziyu, but who would have thought that they would be discovered by their boss while they were plotting to slack off.

Xiao Ziyu was just waiting for someone to come to his rescue, so he chimed in: "What's the matter?"

Luo Li glanced at Yuan Heng's face and felt that there was no hope for him to be promoted. "Well, it's about to be a holiday, so I looked around to see if there was anything fun to do."

Xiao Ziyu was eager for him to say a few more words. Why did the chatterbox suddenly become so talkative? He urged, "What did you find?"

Luo Li could only take out the guide he had written on an entire A4 paper: "The local chickens at the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain are good, and there is a grilled fish restaurant in the nearby town that is quite famous..."

The two people's eyes fell on the black and white words on his paper at the same time. Luo Li had to say: "Also, you can also get a good health care at the same time."

Damn it, it was clearly a serious entertainment activity for workers after get off work, but being stared at by Yuan Heng felt like I was breaking the law.

"Health care?" Xiao Ziyu asked curiously, "What is this?"

"It's just foot soaking, massage, sauna, etc...." Luo Li's voice became lower and lower as he spoke, trying his best to defend himself, "All of them are legal!"

As expected, Yuan Heng sneered: "Have you finished your paper?"

Luo Li froze, and was hit in the death point again.

Yuan Heng said cruelly: "What percentage of your GPA does your thesis account for? The company's requirement for regularization is an average score of CON85."

Xiao Ziyu watched his face turn yellow and asked innocently, "How many points do you have now?"

Luo Li put the A4 paper away abruptly. "Brother Xiao, I may not be able to spare the time to play with you these two days. I have to go back to lick my supervisor...ah no, I have to revise my thesis."

After saying that, he turned and ran, his weak back looking somewhat helpless.

Xiao Ziyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Heng: "Why are you bullying him? Is the company interfering with his rest time?"

As a capitalist, Yuan Heng showed no mercy: "He signed the contract and has to go to work on weekdays." Then he changed the subject and continued: "You also signed the contract, come with me these few days."

Yuan Heng had asked Zheng Hong to book a flight back to Yunjing for tomorrow morning. Time was urgent and they had to go down the mountain and return to the town before dawn. The airport was still some distance away.

Xiao Ziyu turned away and went back to the tent to pack his things, looking very reluctant. He thought that Yuan Heng's degree of exploitation was even worse than that of the tyrant of Daliang.

Seeing Xiao Ziyu obediently go back to pack his luggage, Yuan Heng was satisfied. He was even in a good mood to listen to the script reading for a while. He pointed out three technical errors to the new generation of young actors, and then strolled into the tent to rest at a leisurely pace.

The next morning, several people went down the mountain at dawn. Zheng Hong drove to the town to pick them up. The assistants who served on the set during Yuan Heng's filming were all hired locally, so they dispersed on the spot, and the remaining four people went straight to the airport.

As soon as he entered the downtown area, Yuan Heng dressed up like a dumpling again, with sunglasses and a black mask covering his entire face. He wore a Puma baseball cap that Zheng Hong picked up casually, with the brim pulled down low. Even his father might not be able to recognize him if he saw him.

The booking time was too tight and I could only buy two first-class tickets. Zheng Hong led his apprentice to the economy class, while Xiao Ziyu followed Yuan Heng through the special passage.

He was much more calm when he took the plane again, but he didn't expect to be stopped by two girls just after leaving the security check.

"Xiao Ziyu! You are Xiao Ziyu, right?"

Xiao Ziyu didn't expect that he would be recognized at the airport. His pupils dilated slightly and he took a step back inconspicuously, bumping into a solid chest.

The girl didn't expect that she would scare him, and she took a few steps back: "Sorry, sorry, I just felt like that, too excited!"

Her companions also said: "We are all Ye Han's fans, thank you for being our Han Han's stand-in~"

Xiao Ziyu has a good memory. Ye Han is the little actor who posted a photo of him on Weibo.

He walked in a state of mind and leaned on people a little longer. Yuan Heng straightened him up and placed his palm lightly on his back, pressing his long hair against his face.

"Oh, Mr. Bodyguard is also very cute~" The fan covered his mouth, obviously unable to recognize the fully armed Mr. Yuan.

"Ah, no..." Xiao Ziyu reacted and quickly stood up. Seeing that Yuan Heng had no intention of refutation, he did not expose him, but said thoughtfully: "I am also honored to be Mr. Ye's substitute."

"You're so good!" The girls laughed non-stop because of his amusement. "Yuyu, can you sign an autograph for us? I hope I can have a chance to watch the drama starring you in the future~"

"Okay." Xiao Ziyu was not used to such intimate address, but he seldom refused others. He took the paper and pen handed to him and signed his name neatly. The simplified Chinese characters are square, iron-stroked and silver-hooked, and the strokes are very powerful.

"Wow, I didn't expect that someone as beautiful as a goddess could write in such a majestic way!" The fan said goodbye contentedly, but only felt something was wrong after walking for a while. One of them pulled the other's finger and said, "Hey, did you notice that the bodyguard was wearing Tom Ford casual clothes?"

"The sunglasses look like Ray-Ban," another said, "Maybe the company has money..."

The first one disagreed: "It doesn't make sense that Xiao Ziyu wears a white T-shirt and jeans, while the bodyguards wear designer clothes."

"Yes, I was just looking at my wife. I should have looked at her more!"

Seeing the two people walking away while chatting, Xiao Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was used to performing on stage and managed to maintain his composure on the surface, he was still a little nervous inside. He finally understood why Yuan Heng didn't show his face to the public. Otherwise, with his fame, he would probably have blocked the airport lobby.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pull the person behind him: "Let's go quickly."

Yuan Heng's finger was pulled by him, and the corner of his mouth was raised in the mask, but his voice was full of smiles: "What? Mr. Xiao, are you satisfied with the bodyguard's service?"

Xiao Ziyu felt extremely insecure when he left first. He just wanted to get into the terminal quickly and said perfunctorily, "It's OK."

"You're putting it on airs." Yuan Heng raised his eyebrows. "Employees use their boss as a bodyguard. Ask if there is anyone else besides you?"

Xiao Ziyu knew he was in the wrong: "Sorry, I will try to stay away from Mr. Yuan in the future, so I won't bother you."

"That won't do," Yuan Heng said without any burden, "One moment you browse the gay section, and the next moment you act like brothers and sisters in the game. I'm afraid that you might have problems with your work style and affect the company's reputation."

"Well then," Xiao Ziyu handed over the backpack without hesitation, "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Bodyguard."

Yuan Heng's meridians were blocked again, and he wondered where the Wang Jun who used to blush when he teased him had gone. He got angry and said, "You're taking advantage of it, right? You'll have to carry it yourself!"

Xiao Ziyu: Sorry, the previous image of a sweet wife was just an act :)