"You stayed up all night like ghosts, drinking twenty-eight pots of tea in a row, even poisoning yourselves. And yet, you all still can't see what the young master's attitude is towards that woman. I don't know whether to call you stupid or dumb."
Feng Qin looked at the three of them speechlessly, her tone full of sarcasm.
"You're so smart and capable. Don't hide when the young master wakes up, okay? You'll serve him when he wakes up. We're all too stupid to take care of the young master's precious heart."
Shang Se was usually suppressed by Feng Qin, who got all the good things and did all the thankless tasks.
He absolutely hated this person; now he's even calling him stupid.
He's the stupid one, his whole family is stupid.
No, damn it, he's an orphan, he has no family.
"Shangse, don't be unconvinced. How about I make a bet with you? If that woman on the mountain becomes our mistress, you'll have to be available whenever the young master calls you or me. You'll take care of all my work. How about that?"
Feng Qin looked confident. Based on his experience of sleeping with women for one night, he knew that his young master had fallen for her without even realizing it.
"No way! Even if you lose, I won't bet with you."
Shangse refused without even thinking.
"Fengqin, since you say that the young master's way of pursuing people is wrong, then tell me how he should pursue them?"
Fengming glanced at Shangse, who was sulking, then at the young master with his eyes closed on the bed, and interjected with a question.
"Of course, you should cater to her preferences. Give her whatever she likes. If you do what she likes, she'll remember you and won't dislike you."
“We can’t be robbers, especially when that person really hates you, right, Buzz?”
Feng Qin shook the fan that Shen Jinchen had placed on the table again. The knowing and smug look on her face made anyone who saw her want to give her a good beating.
Beehive glanced subconsciously at Shen Jinchen's slightly twitching eyes, nodded, then smiled and continued to ask:
"You mean to say that the young master's behavior was extremely shameful, and that he deserved it, right?"
"That's right, look at him, a prime minister, what has he ever done that is not the behavior of a gentleman? It was one thing to frame loyal officials in the court before, but now he likes to use tricks and force to pursue women. He is really unworthy of the style of our general's mansion."
Feng Qin glanced back at Shen Jinchen's ruddy cheeks and sleepy eyes, and said confidently.
"And what is the style of our General's Mansion? Falling in love with every woman we see?"
The buzzing continued to entice the boy to say more.
"Yes, that's a very apt summary. He falls in love with every woman he sees. Look at the General's Mansion, including the concubine the master took at the beginning of this year, there are thirty-one mistresses in the harem who are worth mentioning. Don't you think the master falls in love with every woman he sees?"
"And what about you? What kind of person are you? Not only did you slander my true self, but now you're even going after my father?"
Shen Jinchen propped himself up and sat up, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at Feng Qin.
"Young...Young Master?"
Upon suddenly hearing a familiar voice, Fengqin was startled and quickly turned around to look at the bed.
He's gotten carried away with his success. All the image he's built up over the years has been wiped out in an instant. He should really thank himself for his mouth.
At that moment, he really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.
And those three guys in the room, they definitely know that the young master is awake.
so…
Was he outmaneuvered by these three?
"You still know to call me 'Young Master'? How about I call you 'Young Master' myself? You're asking for a beating, aren't you!"
Shen Jinchen's gaze sharpened slightly, and his eyebrows twitched.
“Young master, Fengqin… Fengqin was just joking.”
Feng Qin gave an awkward, dry laugh.
"Have you ever been to a brothel?"
Shen Jinchen sat up and gestured for Shangse to pour him another glass of water.
"Young master, you can't drink anymore, or something bad will really happen to you."
Shangse thought he wanted tea and quickly refused.
"I asked you to bring me a glass of water."
Shen Jinchen sighed and rubbed his forehead. What kind of bodyguards did he have? One was glib and smooth-talking, and the other was always a bit slow on the uptake.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
This time he finally understood Shen Jinchen's intention and hurriedly ran out of the room.
"Tell me, what day did you go to the brothel, and how did you end up paying for the prostitute?"
After Shang Se left, Shen Jinchen repeated the question he had just asked.
"My lord... I was just curious. Seeing that you were so captivated by beauty, I wanted to see what it was like to be with a woman. I was wrong, my lord. You may punish me however you wish this time."
"Then tell me, what does it taste like?"
"It's a strange feeling... I... I can't quite explain it. The courtesan at that brothel is quite beautiful. Perhaps I should take you there to try it out sometime?"
After explaining, Fengqin couldn't resist adding a cheeky remark.
"The women you've slept with, you want me to sleep with?"
Shen Jinchen's lips curled into a smile that Feng Qin couldn't quite decipher.
"Your subordinate was wrong, wrong in every way, please don't ask me any more questions, young master."
Feng Qin was devastated. He made up his mind that he would shut his foul mouth from now on.
Words can be dangerous; you must be careful!
"Tomorrow night, take me to a brothel. Now carry out the family discipline: give me twenty strokes of the cane, then lock me in a dark room."
Seeing Shang Se enter, Shen Jinchen took the water he was offered and said...
"I will go to receive my punishment immediately, but I am injured and I am afraid I will not be able to take you to the brothel tomorrow. Could you please postpone it for a few days, sir?"
Fengqin glanced at Fengming, then forced out two lines of tears and asked.
"I'll have Beehive carry you there tomorrow."
Shen Jinchen gave him a meaningful look, then glanced at Fengming, and said.
"Yes, young master."
Fengming gave a bitter smile, picked up Fengqin, and went downstairs.
...
At Feifeng Mountain, Jun Jianchou stayed overnight in the outer courtyard. After thinking about it today, he decided it was inconvenient for him to stay on the mountain any longer. So, shortly after noon, he knocked on Cen Xi's courtyard gate.
"Ah Xiang, go see who it is. If it's Young Master Jun, invite him in."
Cen Xi went to bed late last night, so she woke up late today as well; she had only just woken up.
She knew that Jun Jianchou would definitely come to see her today, so as soon as she heard the knock on the door, she gave A Xiang a word of advice.
"Yes! It's Young Master Jun. Sister, I've already let him in."
After opening the door for Jun Jianchou, A Xiang replied.
"Let him sit for a while, I'll be right out."
Cen Xi said while tidying her appearance.
"I've seen everything you look like, why are you acting so mysterious?"
Jun Jianchou easily entered Cen Xi's boudoir. Seeing how clumsy she was at tying her hair, he stepped forward and easily styled her hair into a flying fairy bun.
"You've hired a maid who can't even comb your hair, what's the point of having her? My Jun family has plenty of maids who can do hair, we'll send one over tomorrow. Didn't you used to say that money is for enjoying life? Can't you even afford a maid now?"
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