Chapter 63 My Weak Male Mistress

Piercing is a very common thing in the slave camp.

Those nobles always like to decorate their servants with all kinds of things. The piercing locations are usually the ears, chest, below, or other strange places. The master will occasionally fiddle with them and then enjoy the other's painful and strange expression.

The foreign man stood naked in front of the mirror, recalling the scene of being pierced by his master a few days ago. At this moment, he could even clearly remember every detail on the face of the beautiful prince at that time. The other party did not seem to regard this as a romantic act, but a form of punishment.

The only weapon in his hand that had lethal power had too many limitations, so the clever little prince chose the most vulnerable and easiest place to attack. It even had a hint of insult at the same time.

His movements were decisive and swift, and even though he had no martial arts training, this series of movements was neat and beautiful.

"As expected, Huai Yan..."

Only when he is alone will he call that person's name so intimately, even recklessly.

At this moment, the overly young and handsome King Zhenbei was casually admiring the silver ring on his left chest in the mirror, even though it had become red and swollen and itchy due to the foreign object. But the man's eyes at this moment were actually filled with some pleasure.

He reached out, carefully, without touching his skin, to take off the silver ring, put it into the prepared liquor beside him, and then poured some on his chest. In an instant, excessive pain and unspeakable secret feelings spread from his chest to his whole body, making him unable to help but slightly arch his back and let out a muffled groan.

The man's five fingers that were pressing on the corner of the table suddenly tightened, revealing the beautiful and powerful muscle lines of his forearms.

After four years of fighting, Ah Fei couldn't remember how many times he had been injured. But every time he was injured, he would use herbs to remove the scars on his body, because he still remembered that his beloved boy liked smooth and soft skin.

However, the more effective the scar removal ointment is, the more pain it causes. But he had long been accustomed to that kind of pain, and even felt numb. But now it was just a small flesh wound, but it made his legs so weak that he could hardly stand.

Ah Fei gasped for breath like a fish starved of oxygen. After a long while, he finally straightened up. There was a box on the table next to him. He opened it and found a dazzling array of fine rings inside. Each one was so exquisite that at first glance, he thought it was an earring box of a noble lady.

King Zhenbei began to carefully select, and even worried about the entanglement -

Which one should I wear to see him so that he will like it?

Finally, the handsome man picked out two, both were thin silver rings. The difference was that one had a small silver bell on it, while the other had a beautiful piece of jade.

"......"

King Zhenbei frowned, looking gloomy, as if he was thinking about something that would endanger the safety of the country. However, he was just thinking,

What should I do?

"I want both..."

......

Meanwhile, the handsome prince, who was unaware of the cat's madness, was drinking in a tavern.

After what happened a few days ago, Zhou Huaiyan was so angry that he didn't want to sleep anymore, because as soon as he fell asleep, a shameless big cat would crawl into his bed.

So I just went out to drink and have fun.

Having been cautious and prudent for the first half of his life, his only weak spot is gone now. He is now all alone and does not have to worry about anything or care about anything.

There are only a few ways for humans to escape: drinking, indulging, and sleeping. The latter two were right in that person's hands, so Zhou Huaiyan could only run out and drink.

As for the 50,000 troops guarding outside the villa, many of them were once Zhou Huaiyan's subordinates. The King of Zhenbei did not issue a death order that the Ninth Prince was absolutely not allowed to come out, but only said to guard there.

Therefore, when Zhou Huaiyan wanted to leave, no one dared to stop him.

Today he was not wearing the attire of a prince, nor was he dressed in an overly ostentatious manner like before. He was only wearing a simple yet exquisite long gown, looking like a young master from a wealthy family who had sneaked out to drink.

Zhou Huaiyan did not go to any of the best restaurants in the capital, nor did he book a private room. Instead, he squeezed in among a bunch of ordinary people, eating not-so-delicate beef and drinking not-so-delicate but very strong liquor.

This tavern is not big and the decoration is not good, but the beef is very generous, so there are many customers every day. However, most of them are ordinary people who do hard labor.

Zhou Huaiyan drank and felt a little depressed.

No one knew where Ah Fei had taken Hongdou, and she could not be found now. The one who was with him now was Dousha, the little eunuch from Qiwu Palace.

After all, the eldest palace maid was almost Zhou Huaiyan's right-hand man. Even though many of her things had been given to Ah Fei, with Hongdou, the handsome prince could still get them back easily. If Zhou Huaiyan was really determined to escape or become an enemy of King Zhenbei, he would not be without a chance of fighting.

But now, red beans have been replaced by bean paste.

It's like replacing a cannon with a poker.

“Tsk.”

Zhou Huaiyan drank a bowl of strong liquor.

Dousha, who was sitting next to him, felt very uneasy. He was forced to sit next to the handsome prince. He was so panicked that his butt just touched the bench a little bit and he felt like he was going to fall off in the next second.

A lowly eunuch like him could only kneel before the emperor. How could he sit on the same bench with such a noble person?

"My Lord... Young Master, why don't you choose a better restaurant?"

Zhou Huaiyan frowned,

"Shut up."

"......yes."

Wherever there are people, there is gossip, especially in a low-end tavern like this. If you sit here for a while, you can hear everything from how many eggs your neighbor's chicken has laid to the government affairs in the imperial court, whether true or false.

Of course, most of them are just bragging and fabrication, but after drinking, who doesn’t brag a little?

Now, the number one topic in the capital is the good news that the King of Zhenbei has eliminated the foreign tribes and expanded the territory of the Great Zhou by hundreds of miles to the north.

However, the second most talked about topic is that the King of Zhenbei ordered 50,000 troops to be stationed outside the villa where the Ninth Prince lived.

By now, this matter had spread throughout the capital, causing a great uproar.

After all, everyone knew that the King of Zhenbei, who was now powerful and had made great military achievements, was a mixed race of Zhou people and foreigners. The point was that five years ago, he was still a servant kept in the room by the Ninth Prince for fun.

"I said that the King of Zhenbei must be ashamed of having been devoted to the Ninth Prince and a servant who was played with and admired by him. Now that he has gained power, he has locked people up and tortured them."

"Which man in the world is willing to submit to another man, to be humiliated and to endure all the humiliation? That man had no choice but to do it, but now he has turned the tables and gained such power. If I were him, I would have to take revenge on him!"

When Dousha heard this, he was so scared that cold sweats broke out, and secretly cursed these common people for being ignorant of their own lives and daring to discuss the King of Zhenbei and the Ninth Prince. The little eunuch complained in his heart, lowered his head tightly, and did not dare to look at the expression of his master beside him.

However, Zhou Huaiyan next to him raised his eyebrows. It was the first time for him to hear someone talking about his gossip in person, which was quite novel.

However, the handsome prince thought about it carefully and actually felt that the other party's words made some sense. After all, he did not treat Ah Fei as an equal in the past, and even treated her as a substitute for a cat at the beginning. The so-called gentleness was all based on the charity of class oppression.

until--

That night at the White Horse Temple.

But that kind of feeling was short-lived, just like the brilliant fireworks filling the sky at that time, disappearing in a flash.

The handsome prince sipped the spicy wine slowly and continued to listen quietly.

"I have a distant relative who works in the palace. He saw with his own eyes that person being held in the arms of the Ninth Prince..."

"What's that? You don't know that the day after New Year's Eve, many people saw that person wearing the ninth prince's underwear, running all over the palace!"

Several men gathered together, whispering something, with some colorful smiles on their faces.

Hearing about his past from someone else, Zhou Huaiyan couldn't tell what he felt for a moment. But at least, he wasn't angry.

He was even a little dazed.

It turns out that a long, long time ago, he and Ah Fei were like that.

Zhou Huaiyan has a good memory, but he seldom recalls the past. He always feels that once a person starts to recall the past, it proves that he is not living as well as before, or that he is getting old.

But Zhou Huaiyan is only nearly twenty-four years old this year.

He poured another bowl of wine, drank it slowly, and got the answer.

——That means life is not as good as before.

It was obvious that the Zhou Emperor could no longer threaten him, and it was obvious that he had gotten rid of his previous congenital deficiencies, but he was still not as good as before.

Zhou Huaiyan chuckled.

【It’s better than, once upon a time. 】

There was an uncle, and there was... a kitten.

"My dear, I see you have been drinking alone for a long time. Are you worried about something? Or has your family encountered any misfortune?"

There were a lot of people in the tavern. Everyone either came in groups or shared a table. Zhou Huaiyan and the eunuch were the only two of them, so naturally they shared a table with others.

As soon as the handsome little prince came in, he attracted a lot of people's attention. After all, a small tavern like this rarely welcomes such a noble and even handsome young man.

Seeing someone talking to him, people around him couldn't help but look over.

Dousha was so nervous that he almost blurted out, "How dare the rude people ask His Highness a question?" But before he could stop him, he heard the little prince beside him speak.

"Well, some."

Zhou Huaiyan was a little tipsy, with a hint of redness on his jade-white face.

"mine......"

He considered his words and then said,

"I only discovered a few years ago that the weak and helpless mistress I bought was actually a spy sent by my mortal enemy's family."

" ah?!!"

The people around were suddenly shocked.

Such an explosive start immediately attracted a large number of gossipers to come and watch. The young eunuch was shocked and stunned.

Zhou Huaiyan supported his face with one hand and continued,

"So I was very angry at the time and deliberately designed to make him seriously injured, but he was very good at business, so I used his identity to threaten him and arranged for him to work under my father to help me fight for the family property."

"oh!!!"

The crowd had never heard such a ridiculous story and gossip before, and they were extremely excited.

"She is worthy of being called a young master. If it were me, I would have kicked her out long ago!"

"That's right, this move is really great!"

However, some people still questioned it.

"I say, young master, don't brag. How can a woman do business outside?"

Zhou Huaiyan waved his hands.

"My mistress is a man."

“…?!!!!”

The crowd swallowed their saliva and looked at Zhou Huaiyan's overly beautiful face, unable to speak for a moment.

"It turns out that the young master... likes men's style..."

A man, a mistress, an undercover agent sent by the mortal enemy, and even sent to fight for the family property under his biological father???

"Oh my god... this is too..."

——It’s exciting.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, and then what?"

Compared to the people who were so shocked that they couldn't recover, another group of onlookers couldn't wait.

Zhou Huaiyan sighed lightly.

"Well, then he went back and killed my family's mortal enemy, seized all of their properties, and got rid of my father. Now, he owns the property of both our families and is rich enough to rival an entire country."

"What the hell..."

The crowd was simply stunned, as if their worldview had been greatly impacted. They kept making "tsk tsk tsk" sounds, and some even sighed in admiration.

"This male mistress... has something..."

However, after being shocked, they all looked at Zhou Huaiyan with sympathy and concern.

"Young Master, he robbed your family's property, and now you..."

No wonder, a young master from a noble family who seemed to come from such an extraordinary family background had fallen to the point of drinking such inferior wine in the same tavern with them.

"Is he persecuting you now? Taking revenge on you? That's why he forced you to come here to drink and forget your sorrows?"

"...It's not persecution,"

The handsome prince couldn't quite explain it.

"He just found several hundred servants to block outside my house..."

"captivity?!!"

Someone couldn't help but shout out, worriedly,

"Young Master, you have to report this to the police! According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, this kind of person must be arrested!"

People around echoed,

"Yes! Catch it!!!"

Dousha, who knew everything, had a blank expression on her face and sneered in her heart.

[Heh, which official has the guts to arrest the King of Zhenbei?!]

Zhou Huaiyan shook his head and drank.

"He can't be caught. The officials all listen to him."

Upon hearing this, the people around immediately showed discontent on their faces.

"Damn it, there is such an injustice under the emperor's feet!!!"

"This concubine is too scheming! She actually embezzled the assets of two great families?!"

"The young master is pitiful. He has been reduced to such a state by the mistress he bought."

"......"

Zhou Huaiyan shook the wine jar which had little left, and simply stopped drinking. He casually sat on a cheap wooden stool.

"But now that he has everything, he still comes to my bed every day. What's going on?"

The crowd was cheering: “......???”

Their eyes fell on the little prince's pretty face, and gradually a look of realization and pity appeared on their faces.

"Young Master, perhaps, he is as beautiful as you can be...handsome."

"No, no, no, I think he is seeking revenge. Originally, he was raised as a concubine by the young master, and now he has turned the tables and raised the young master as his own concubine. Isn't that a joy?"

"Yes, I think it's revenge."

"......"

Zhou Huaiyan listened to their answers, thought for a moment, and suddenly chuckled. He stood up without warning, waved his folding fan with a smile,

"Thank you all for listening to my concerns today. I will pay for the dinner."

Hearing this, Dousha took out a few large banknotes and placed them on the table. Finally, when he gave the money, he finally acted like a lackey of the prince.

Seeing that amount of money that they had never had in their life, the whole tavern fell silent for a moment. Now the poor young master could easily ask the servants around him to take out such a large amount of money, then...how much family property did the male mistress embezzle? !

Walking out of the tavern, Zhou Huaiyan's steps were a little unsteady, but with his slender figure and straight back, he still looked elegant and graceful.

"My Lord...young Master,"

Dousha rushed over to support him.

"It's getting late, I'd better take Your Highness back first."

“No!”

Zhou Huaiyan waved his hand away. The eunuch didn't dare to touch him, so he could only follow closely behind him.

"Then... Young Master, where are you going now?"

"Where to..."

Zhou Huaiyan looked at the darkening sky, thought for a moment, and then turned his head.

"Since it's late, let's find a place to sleep."

Dousha asked cautiously,

"Yes... to the inn?"

Zhou Huaiyan fanned himself, looking like a dandy young master from an aristocratic family who had no talent or ability but only a good appearance. He strode forward and said with a smile,

"——Go to Chu Pavilion."

That is, places where there are many male prostitutes.

Dousha's face turned pale, and he ran after her crying.

"No, no, Your Highness!!!"

If the prince knew about this, he would definitely kill him!!!

Half an hour later, a handful of silver bills were thrown down, and Zhou Huaiyan picked out four of the most expensive and best-looking ones, all of which were accompanied by clean waiters.

Some are fat, some are thin, all in place.

One played the piano, one danced, one fanned himself, and one drooped his shoulders.

Isn't this more pleasurable than being kissed by a big cat in another village?

Since you can't sleep well, just go out and spend money like water.

Zhou Huaiyan lazily lay on the couch, looking at the handsome men in the room. Some were more gentle, some were more masculine, but after looking at them all, the little prince only felt that——

Hmm, not very pleasing to the eye.

"You, come here."

He pointed at the one who was dancing. He had a more handsome look and less makeup. He looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a good-looking face and was wearing a long green gown. He looked quite youthful.

When Zhou Huaiyan called him, the latter immediately stepped forward.

"Jingying has seen the young master before."

Zhou Huaiyan was slightly startled.

"Which fei?"

"My Lord, it is a lingering and sad feeling."

The handsome prince said "Oh" softly, but the next second, he said,

"Take off your shirt and let me see it."

"......yes."

Jinghui's cheeks turned slightly red, but she still followed the instructions to untie her belt. The beautiful prince's eyes fell on the other's hands. Jinghui's hands were pretty, but not as long as Zhou Huaiyan's. At this moment, they were trembling slightly because of excessive tension.

Soon, the clothes fell off, revealing the young man's youthful, fair upper body, but some thin muscles could still be vaguely seen. His chest rose and fell tensely, and his skin trembled slightly because of the young master's undisguised gaze.

To be honest, it is really pretty.

But Zhou Huaiyan always felt that, well, his chest wasn't particularly full. Other than that, it seemed... he didn't have any special thoughts.

He originally thought that he would like Ah Fei, and even developed an obsession with her body for a long time. Perhaps it was because he hid his sexual orientation as a man.

But now it seems that something is not right.

While Zhou Huaiyan was still in deep thought, the door was kicked into pieces by someone from outside.

Yes, kick it to pieces, not kick it open.

Bang--!!!

The terrifying shock caused the entire Chu Hall to let out a burst of panicked screams.

Zhou Huaiyan looked up and saw a pair of familiar blue eyes, which were no longer as concealed as before. At this moment, the beautiful prince of Nanfeng could clearly see that there was a fire burning inside that seemed to devour everything.

Especially when the overly handsome foreign man saw the shirtless, handsome young man in front of Zhou Huaiyan.

"Your Highness is really..."

The King of Zhenbei sneered, and every word seemed to be stained with terrifying blood.

"——I'm in a good mood."

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