Chapter 62 The Substitute Chapter: Are You Still Going to Changyuefang?

Although he had many thoughts in his mind, Xie Changyu still put on a good show on the surface. Just like before, when he and Fu Jing played good cop and bad cop respectively, he was best at putting on an act in front of outsiders.

He looked down at the ground, his fine eyelashes trembling slightly, his voice as clear and pure as a cool mountain spring.

"Your Majesty, my father is none other than Minister Xie Chen."

The young man bowed, his skin even whiter than others under the blazing sun. He wore a frost-colored brocade robe, and when he raised his hand, one could see the delicate orchid pattern on the hem. He had handsome features and a refined, noble air.

To an outsider unaware of his background, he would appear to be a well-educated and refined young nobleman. However, Fu Qingshu, the only one present who knew his unruly nature, noticed his expression and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

The person in front of me fell silent again.

Xie Changyu remained motionless, his mind racing as he tried to guess what the tyrant was thinking and why he was so silent. Since the tyrant wouldn't speak, he couldn't leave.

Damn it.

Fu Qingshu looked at the boy in front of him, whose forehead was covered in fine sweat from the sun. He knew that this little guy was usually delicate and would definitely not be able to stand it. He was only holding back because he had met this person.

My patience is probably running out.

Looking at the emperor with his back to him, dressed in a dark gold robe, he could only see a small part of his profile and had no idea what the emperor was thinking.

"His Majesty."

He spoke softly, took a step forward, and began to defuse the situation, saying, "The chessboard has already been set up in the pavilion. Changyu also accidentally wandered in here. Your Majesty might as well let him leave first?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Changyu nodded frantically in his heart. He was already unbearably hot and wondered what was wrong with the emperor, why he was staring at him like that.

Although he didn't look up, he could still feel the chilling gaze that was scrutinizing him.

Hearing his trusted minister say this, Wei Yuehua, whose eyes were filled with coldness, finally withdrew his gaze. He slightly curled his lips, the coldness dissipating, and said in a cool tone, "You are right, my dear minister. It's time to play chess."

After saying this, the emperor, whose emotions were unpredictable, turned and walked towards Huating.

The person with such a strong presence finally left, and Xie Changyu breathed a sigh of relief. He pouted somewhat aggrievedly and secretly glared at the departing figure.

Fu Qingshu, who was a step behind, saw this scene. He didn't say anything, but instead patted his head comfortingly, saying, "Don't be afraid."

Xie Changyu slapped his hand away, angrily shouting, "What are you touching me for! You're not allowed to touch me! I'm leaving!"

He slipped away quickly this time, afraid of being called back again.

Fu Qingshu touched his hand that had been hit, staring at the rapidly disappearing figure, lost in thought. He lowered his head and suddenly heard a gloomy voice behind him.

"My dear minister, why aren't you coming over?"

Fu Qingshu snapped out of his reverie, his usually composed face regaining its composure. He replied in a clear voice, "I'll be right there, Your Majesty."

The dream gradually faded away.

Xie Changyu woke up.

He was woken up by his mother. He was still half asleep when he was woken up, his eyes were glazed over, and his cheeks were flushed, which showed that he had been sleeping too long.

Xie Changyu forced himself to get out of bed, but felt a sharp pain in his back and waist. He put on his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting his back, wondering what he had dreamed about last night to be so tired.

After being helped by the servants to get dressed, he washed up before leaving the room.

After having lunch with his parents, Xie Changyu sat in his small garden and started fighting the crickets he raised. Bored, he called over Xiaohe, who lived nearby, to play with him.

This will also help digest my food, and I'll wait for that guy Fu Jing.

The weather is exceptionally nice today. A gentle breeze ripples across the lake, and the autumn wind blows in gusts, which feels wonderful.

Xie Changyu was dressed lightly today, wearing only a simple red and white brocade robe. He smiled and kept playing with the crickets on the ground.

Before long, Fu Jing appeared in the small garden. Upon seeing them, he ran over.

Upon hearing the sound, Xie Changyu quickly raised his eyes, then immediately looked at the crickets on the ground, afraid that they would escape.

"Why are you taking so long?"

He muttered to himself.

Fu Jing squatted down beside him, and then naturally took the cricket from Xiao He's hand, while Xiao He stepped back to stand on the side.

"Didn't you say last night that I needed a haircut? I was delayed because of that."

As she spoke, she even pulled the hair from the back of her back to the front to show him.

Xie Changyu glanced at it and saw that it was indeed shorter than last night. Although it wasn't much shorter, it was much neater and less frizzy than last night, making it much more comfortable for him to pull.

Strange thoughts were running through his mind.

He continued looking at the crickets under his command and asked, "Why aren't you wearing your hair in a high ponytail? Aren't you supposed to be practicing? Isn't it inconvenient to leave your hair down like this?"

“Of course I need to tie my hair up properly when I’m practicing martial arts, but I’m just playing around with you right now.”

Fu Jing smiled, a hint of mischief in his expression.

Xie Changyu said with some regret, "You look much better with your hair tied up."

Fu Jing frowned. "You said before that you wanted to see me with my hair down."

"Really?" Xie Changyu raised an eyebrow in confusion, but when he met Fu Jing's angry gaze, he suddenly remembered and sighed, "Oh, I think so."

"Right?"

Xie Changyu then took a closer look at the person's face. He stroked his chin with a serious expression and began to comment, "I still think you look better with your hair tied up. It looks strange with your hair down, and I'm not used to it."

The biggest reason is that he's not used to it. He's seen his partner with a high ponytail for the past ten years, and he's having trouble adjusting to the sudden change to a fuller ponytail.

Fu Jingsheng was handsome, with a pair of phoenix eyes that were slightly upturned and very alluring. Born into a general's mansion, he grew up under his father's strict training. To make it easier to practice martial arts, he would tie his hair up in a high ponytail from a young age, looking very dashing.

He had only recently started letting his hair down, but he was already being criticized. Fu Jing was in a terrible mood. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Xie Changyu, are you kidding me?"

"No way." Xie Changyu wouldn't admit it. He turned to look at him and changed his tune, "It looks good even when worn."

Fu Jing didn't believe it this time. He slightly curled the corners of his mouth and said, "I don't believe your nonsense. I'll change it back tomorrow."

"what ever."

Xie Changyu nodded indifferently; he didn't care what hairstyle this guy had.

"Oh."

Xie Changyu stood up, clapped his hands, raised an eyebrow at him, and said in a domineering tone, "What are you 'heh heh' for? You should think about where you're going to take me today."

Fu Jing also stood up, arms crossed, a smug look on his face. "Thinking of me again?"

Xie Changyu couldn't stand his expression, so he simply turned his eyes and thought of a place himself. He raised his chin and puffed out his chest slightly, "I've thought of a place myself, you don't need to think of it for me."

"Oh? You?" Fu Jing didn't believe it. He stood tall and straight, his eyes filled with suspicion. "You went to other places to play behind my back?"

"Tch, what do you mean by playing behind your back? If I'm going to play, I'll do it openly and honestly!"

"Then tell me, what place is it?"

Xie Changyu smiled smugly, "Changyuefang!"

"..."

"Changyuefang?!"

Fu Jing looked shocked, then annoyed, and asked anxiously, "You don't still want to go there, do you?"

Changyuefang was the place where the two of them went to a brothel together last time but got caught. There were too many people and the place was too big. As soon as Fu Jing went in, he separated from Xie Changyu. He was too anxious at the time and searched many places but couldn't find her. He was afraid that Xie Changyu would be deceived by the men or women there.

Later, no one knows who leaked the news, but Lord Xie and a group of soldiers appeared there. Xie Changyu was easily found, dragged back, and then put into solitary confinement, forbidden to leave the mansion.

Fu Jing was also severely beaten by his father with a stick for leading Xie Changyu astray. The blows were very strong; Fu Jing was so badly beaten that he couldn't get out of bed and had to lie down for several days before he recovered.

Otherwise, even if Xie Changyu was confined, he would have had a way to sneak into the Xie residence to find him. Unfortunately, he couldn't move at the time, and by the time he could move freely again, Xie Changyu had already been able to come out.

That is, last night.

Thinking of these terrible memories, Fu Jing's vigilance immediately increased. Seeing Xie Changyu's restless expression, he directly brought up Lord Xie, "If your father finds out, he definitely won't be as easy to talk to as last time."

Mentioning his father instantly dampened Xie Changyu's spirits. He lowered his eyes and said somewhat irritably, "Why are you bringing up my father?"

If his father found out, he definitely wouldn't just lock him up for a few days like this. Although his mother dotes on him, she would let his father punish him if she knew he was still going to that place.

Thinking about all this, Xie Changyu immediately lost the desire to go to that place. He pursed his lips and said, "I'm not going."

Fu Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

She began to belittle him: "The people there are filthy. The man who was with Pei Zilie last night was from Changyuefang. Look how much of a fool he made. If he finds out you went to that place, he'll be the one laughing at you."

Every word he said extinguished Xie Changyu's emotions. He turned to him and asked in confusion, "How did you know that the man last night was from Changyuefang?"

“I ran into this man when we accidentally separated at Changyuefang last time.”

"Didn't you say last night that you couldn't see that person's face clearly?"

Xie Changyu immediately grasped the key point, his eyes scanning him from bottom to top with suspicion. "You're lying to me?"

Fu Jing, who was suddenly exposed, did not panic at all. Instead, he remained very calm. He slightly curled the corners of his mouth and blinked his eyes slightly. "No, it was too dark last night and I really couldn't see clearly. I only saw a little bit. I guessed."

Xie Changyu rolled her eyes at him and ultimately gave up on going to that place.

"It's getting late, take me to the place you want to go."

Fu Jing hummed in agreement, "I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Xie Changyu snorted. Of course, he knew the place they were going to wouldn't be bad. After all, although Fu Jing wasn't a great person, he knew him very well, and Fu Jing would definitely be interested in the place they were going to.

The tacit understanding and trust between childhood sweethearts.

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Author's note: The troublemaker and the scapegoat, one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit, a perfect match, hehe.