Chapter 283 The Martial World (Chapter 31)
"Hmm." Mo Lanzhi's gaze fell on Qingrong, who was playing the zither, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
In half a year, he changed a lot, and Qingrong also changed a lot, seemingly losing a lot of weight and looking even thinner.
The young emperor looked at Mo Lanzhi and noticed that although the other man said he would never trust women again, his gaze was still fixed on her. He couldn't help but purse his lips and say, "She's not that pretty. She's not even as pretty as my mother."
Upon hearing this, Mo Lanzhi turned her gaze away and chuckled, "She naturally cannot be compared to the Empress Dowager. The Empress Dowager is the most beautiful woman in the capital, and even His Majesty is more handsome than her."
"What is the Imperial Advisor looking at?" The young emperor was a little confused. If it wasn't interesting, why would he be looking at it?
“Look at the people behind her, look at their death dates.” Mo Lanzhi suddenly smiled sinisterly, looking like a bastard.
"If the Imperial Advisor wishes to take action, I may use the men at my disposal." The young emperor paused for a moment, then looked up at Mo Lanzhi's smile.
He also felt sorry for his master, even though his master sometimes acted like a **.
"Don't worry, they're just ants, they don't need Your Majesty's people." Mo Lanzhi suppressed some of the anger in his heart and raised his hand to rub the little emperor's head.
His brothers alone are enough to warrant him using people from the palace.
"How dare you! You actually touched my head again! What if I don't grow taller like this?" The little emperor bristled at the touch, struggling to push Mo Lanzhi's hand away, his face turning red with anger.
Mo Lanzhi pressed down on the little emperor's head and gently called out the little emperor's childhood name.
The young emperor miraculously quieted down, then angrily walked to the side and sat down. After thinking for a moment, he looked up and saw Mo Lanzhi. Still angry, he turned around to look at the dance performance that Gu Yanjing was wearing.
Mo Lanzhi's voice came from behind: "Kids shouldn't watch too much Pink Skull."
"None of your business! I'm thirteen now, and according to ancestral rules, I can establish an empress and take concubines." The young emperor, still sulking, stared at the beauties.
Yes, it really is meaningless. No wonder the Imperial Advisor often laments that no woman is any good.
"You, a thirteen-year-old brat, not even fully grown yet, and you're already talking about establishing an empress and taking concubines." It wasn't that Mo Lanzhi looked down on the young emperor, but the emperor was so short that girls his age were probably all taller than him.
"What are you saying? You're not even fully grown yet! No, wait, I feel like you're telling dirty jokes in front of me." The little emperor suddenly turned around, his face still red with anger, glaring at Mo Lanzhi fiercely.
Mo Lanzhi smiled, said nothing more, and poured a cup of tea for the young emperor.
The young emperor silently took the cup and drank it, then turned it back.
As if they had agreed beforehand, none of them looked at Rong clearly, or even offered to help him with silver.
The festivities on the pleasure boat had ended. Nan Wan'er and Zhang Ling'er were completely drunk, leaning against each other and grinning foolishly as they watched the girls singing and dancing. Tun Tian didn't even want to acknowledge her as his wife anymore.
Before Zhang Ling'er arrived, Nan Wan'er wasn't like this. But as soon as Zhang Ling'er came, it was as if Nan Wan'er had found a good best friend to play and have fun with. She immediately did all the things she had never done before and had a great time.
"Zhuque, are you drunk?" On the table, Lu Lingjun poured Gu Yanjing a glass of wine. The aroma of the wine filled the air, making the little emperor on the boat next to him swallow hard.
It smells so good, I want to drink it.
So he turned to look at Mo Lanzhi.
Mo Lanzhi pretended not to see it.
Why would a child drink alcohol?
"I'm not drunk, how could I be drunk?" Gu Yanjing rested his chin on one hand, looked at the dancing beauty, and waved.
The beauty was stunned for a moment, feeling a little dizzy when she met Gu Yan's surprised gaze. However, after moving to the side and glancing at Lu Lingjun's gloomy face, her legs went weak and she knelt down.
"Yingge'er greets Lord Feng."
He merely bowed, but did not approach her.
She doesn't dare.
"Alright, you may leave." Gu Yanjing looked at the trembling woman, then at Lu Lingjun beside him, who was holding a wine glass with a composed expression, and suddenly felt utterly bored.
"Let's go back."
It's pointless now, I might as well go home and go to sleep.
“Zhuque is drunk, let me carry you.” Lu Lingjun stood up and supported the swaying Gu Yanjing.
"I told you, I'm not drunk." Gu Yan, still dizzy, pushed away Lu Lingjun's hand and almost stumbled.
This wine is really strong; he almost fell to the ground as soon as he stood up.
"Alright, Zhuque isn't drunk. It was I who wanted to carry Master back. Master, please grant my wish. I always wanted to get closer to Master." Lu Lingjun wasn't annoyed by this. He grabbed Gu Yanjing's hand and pulled him directly into his arms.
Gu Yanjing could never refuse Lu Lingjun's strange behavior, so she half-heartedly let Lu Lingjun lead her away.
He finally understood one thing: men who know how to be charming and affectionate have the best lives.
This intimate gesture left another pair of masters and apprentices on the other ship completely dumbfounded.
The young emperor stared blankly at the two of them: "Imperial Preceptor, is it acceptable for a master and disciple to be this close?"
This doesn't seem like a master and disciple relationship; it's more like a husband and wife relationship. Especially when Su Youyi was supporting Feng Wuyai and gently coaxing him, he seemed to see Su Youyi kiss Feng Wuyai.
Moreover, that gentle gaze, the light hidden in those eyes.
It was exactly the same way his mother's little brat looked at her.
"I guess it's not possible." Mo Lanzhi paused for a moment, her voice trembling slightly.
He knew more than the young emperor, and naturally understood what the closeness between the two represented.
That's against human ethics.
He finally understood why Feng Wuyai had suddenly rejected him and chosen Su Youyi.
It turns out that Su intentionally seduced Feng Wuyai.
Thinking of this, Mo Lanzhi's gaze toward Lu Lingjun immediately turned one of utter disdain.
Lu Lingjun didn't mind and left with Gu Yanjing in his arms.
On the other side, the young emperor and Mo Lanzhi also went over.
They originally had nowhere to stay tonight and planned to stay at Fengming Gate, since in their eyes, Fengming Gate was the safest place right now.
"What are you doing following us?" After walking a short distance, Lu Lingjun turned back, supporting Gu Yan, who was leaning against him.
"It's nothing, I just feel unsafe outside and want to stay the night." Mo Lanzhi smiled at Lu Lingjun upon hearing this.
The disdain he had shown just moments before was nowhere to be seen.
He needs someone's help, so he'll definitely have to swallow his pride and ask for it.
"Want to stay for one night?" Lu Lingjun raised an eyebrow.
"Stay for one night? Sure, pay up." Gu Yanjing, who was leaning against Lu Lingjun's chest, suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and looked at the little emperor and Mo Lanzhi behind her, resting her head on Lu Lingjun's shoulder.
If you pay, everything is negotiable.
That's what Gu Yanqing said.
Little Emperor: ......
Mo Lanzhi: ......
I never expected you to be such a money-grubber.
Lu Lingjun: ......
Oh no, I've been taken advantage of by Gu Yanqing.
Lu Lingjun was too lazy to waste words with Gu Yanjing, so he simply carried her on his back. A carriage was parked by the roadside, and the driver was one of Lu Lingjun's men. He was not surprised at all when he saw Lu Lingjun carrying Gu Yanjing over. He drove away after the two of them got into the carriage.
Mo Lanzhi wanted to go to Fengming Gate with Gu Yanjing today, so she naturally found out how the two planned to return.
He then boarded the carriage he had prepared and followed along.
Zhang Ling'er, who was drunk: Who am I? Where am I? Where is my master? Where is my master's wife? How come everyone is gone when I open my eyes?
Fortunately, my best friend is still here.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ling'er hugged Nan Wan'er tightly.
Tuntian, who was just about to secretly take Nan Wan'er away: ...Damn it, is this wife still mine after all?
That's enough! One after another, they're all coming to find their wives and taking up their wives' time.
Gu Yan was so shocked and dizzy that he almost fell asleep in the car. However, when the car suddenly stopped, he lost his balance and fell out of the car due to inertia.
Fortunately, Lu Lingjun pulled him back.
Gu Yanjing, still half asleep, nestled in Lu Lingjun's arms and muttered a curse under his breath.
Lu Lingjun patted Gu Yanjing's head to comfort him.
What's the situation outside?
Upon hearing this, the guards outside reported, "Young Master, it's a carriage that's blocking our way."
As soon as they stopped, Mo Lanzhi's carriage behind them also stopped, making the narrow road a bit crowded for a moment.
"Who's blocking the way?" Lu Lingjun frowned, but didn't show himself.
Just as the guard was about to ask a question, a woman got off the carriage opposite. She was dressed in white, looking almost like someone in mourning at night, and her face was covered with a veil, making her look as terrifying as a ghost.
It's so late at night, pitch black, and in the middle of nowhere, anyone who sees this would be scared off.
So, in the middle of the night, all that talk about someone dressed in white, ethereal and otherworldly, is fake, completely fake.
"Young master, would you please leave now? We are looking for the people in the carriage behind you." The coachman glanced at them, knowing who they were, and became very wary.
But I still forced myself to speak.
"If anyone should be yielding, it should be you. Don't you even know whose territory this is?" The guard sat firmly in the carriage, his voice as cold as ice, inspiring fear.
"Qingrong greets Lord Feng. It has been half a year since I last saw you. How have you been these days?" Qingrong thought for a moment, stood on the ground, and bowed to the carriage.
However, the people in the carriage were asleep and had no intention of paying attention to them. Only Lu Lingjun spoke up, saying, "Get out of the way. If you continue to obstruct us, you won't be leaving."
If we don't leave, we'll die here, turning into withered bones and rotting flesh.
Qingrong was startled and cried out to the carriage behind her as if for help: "Lanzhi, Lanzhi, save me! I left here with my mother today because I wanted to leave with you."
As she spoke, her voice began to tremble with tears.
If it were Mo Lanzhi halfway through her life, she would probably feel sorry for her.
But now, he only feels nauseous.
This woman had been with her brother for a long time, and even had a child in her womb.
That person probably had the intention of making him a cuckold.
Mo Lanzhi rubbed his temples wearily, without saying a word.
The young emperor lifted the curtain and looked at the weeping woman: "Isn't the Imperial Advisor going to respond?"
Mo Lanzhi pulled the little emperor back and pressed him down to sit beside her: "Shut up."
The young emperor felt wronged: "You're being mean to me."
Mo Lanzhi had a headache: "You're a man, can't you be a little more manly? I yell at you, can't you yell back?"
The little emperor: "......" I dare to be fierce, but if I'm fierce, won't you beat me up?
Qingrong cried and sobbed for a while, but before Mo Lan could get out of the carriage, fearing that Lu Lingjun would really have them killed, she could only get back into the carriage and let the driver drive away.
When they finally arrived at Fengming Gate, Gu Yanjing was carried inside by Lu Lingjun.
He's obviously drunk and completely unconscious.
Mo Lanzhi quickly led the young emperor inside with the two men. The guards at the door saw them and assumed they were returning with Gu Yanjing, so they tried to stop them, but instead went to inform the Grand Steward first.
The Grand Steward rushed over upon hearing the news. When he saw that it was Lu Lingjun carrying Gu Yanjing back, he was so angry that he almost fainted. He stopped Mo Lanzhi and the young emperor, and arranged for the two to sit down in the side hall.
Then he went back to find Lu Lingjun, and brought two maids with him to serve him. However, Lu Lingjun came out again not long after and stopped them at the door.
"What are you doing?" Lu Lingjun stood at the door, not giving the head steward even a crack in the door.
The head steward brought two maids over right in front of him. Was he planning to embarrass him or steal his women?
"This old servant saw that Master was drunk and was afraid that Young Master couldn't take care of him alone, so I brought people to lend a hand," the head steward said, bowing and smiling with wrinkles all over his face.
"No need. I'll take care of Master here. There's no need for anyone else. By the way, those two people who came in have special identities. Go and make arrangements for them. Arrange for them to stay far away."
Lu Lingjun stood at the door, keeping a close watch, and took the opportunity to change the subject.
"This old servant noticed those two just now, the one with the longer penis seems to be..." like a young master who is a concubine.
"No need to think about it anymore, it's the person who's going to be the *. You take good care of him, and kick him out first thing tomorrow morning."
Lu Lingjun immediately finished the words that the Grand Steward had not yet spoken.
"It's not good to leave this person at the manor." The head steward hesitated for a moment, then dismissed the two maids behind him.
Although the Grand Steward disliked Lu Lingjun for his handling of Gu Yanjing's matter, he was still clear-headed when it came to important matters.
When the Lord was enraged by this, he was furious.
Although the people were released, the courtyard was still burned down. Now, ten years later, it has not been repaired and is overgrown with weeds, making it impossible for people to even enter.
As it turns out, Lu Lingjun said today that that ungrateful brat is back and wants to stay.
The head steward wished he could just beat the man to death, yet he still took good care of him.
At this moment, if Lu Lingjun were to say just one word, the Grand Steward would immediately dare to lead the servants of the manor to kill the person.
"What's wrong with that? We can just send them away tomorrow." Lu Lingjun waved his hand, not taking the two of them seriously.
If it were the real Feng Wuyai, he would probably still be heartbroken, but he doesn't even look at who this person in the picture is.
That's Gu Yanjing, the one who wouldn't hesitate to stab Lu Lingjun to death.
Would you feel upset because of a male lead?
Wait a minute, Lu Lingjun's actions will be even more distressing than this male lead's.
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