Chapter Ninety-Seven: His Majesty the Vermilion Bird (Thirteen)
In the end, Lu Lingjun, who was being held and rubbed against, was beaten up by Gu Yan, perfectly demonstrating what violent aesthetics is, leaving the two little maids stunned.
As it turns out, the trick of acting cute not only didn't work on Gu Yanjing, but it also easily resulted in a beating.
At midnight, Lu Lingjun sat at the entrance of Gu Yanjing's palace. He went inside. The night wind was cool; it was already late autumn. From time to time, he could hear the sound of leaves being rustled by the wind.
Suddenly, the palace doors were opened.
"Come in." Gu Yan kicked Lu Lingjun, who was sitting at the door, expressionless.
"Alright, Your Majesty, I will warm the bed for you." Lu Lingjun looked up and saw Gu Yanjing's awkward expression. He couldn't help but quickly kiss Gu Yanjing's lips before crawling inside.
Gu Yan was shocked: ...Damn it, I suddenly regret it. Letting this guy in was like inviting a wolf into the house.
On the other side, Nan Wan'er followed Murong Yu and Ming Ya back. After serving the two to rest, she quietly tugged at the little coward's sleeve.
The handsome young man looked down at the woman who was a head shorter than him, smiled, and walked with her into the shadows.
Then, he reached out and grabbed Nan Wan'er's hair tightly.
"Damn it, are you crazy? Let go!" Nan Wan'er cried out in pain, raising her hand to pry Shao's hand off, pinching and hitting it, but Shao pulled her harder and harder in return.
"Hehehe, you damned woman, you dare to pull my hair? I'll pluck your hair bald today!" Gu Congxin's face was contorted with rage as he grabbed Nan Wan'er's hair and wouldn't let go.
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan'er instantly understood: "Damn it, Gu Congxin? You coward, how did you become human? When the hell did you become a demon? Let go of me right now, or I'll kill you."
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Gu Congxin and gouge out his eyes.
Gu Congxin lost control of his facial expressions as he was being poked, his mouth and nose distorted as if he were having an epileptic seizure.
Ten minutes later, the man and woman, both badly injured, sat down panting and collapsed to the ground as if they had done something indescribable.
"Gu Congxin, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" Nan Wan'er's hair was a mess, and there was a lot of her hair on the ground. Blood was visible on her forehead, which was the blood flowing from her torn scalp.
"Come on if you dare, I'm not afraid of you." Gu Congxin, despite his bloodied face, refused to back down.
Come on, let's hurt each other.
The two struggled for a moment but couldn't get up, so they could only continue lying on the ground exchanging threats.
The next morning, the two of them asked for leave and went back to secretly recuperate.
There's nothing I can do, I was beaten too badly last night, I can't even show my face in public today.
On that same day, Gu Yanjing unexpectedly received a stack of memorials.
If he hadn't seen the folded memorials, he would have thought that his ministers were all dead.
The ministers first criticized him for disrespecting Murong Hua yesterday, then criticized him for visiting brothels and listening to erotic music, and finally concluded that he probably had no teacher to discipline him, which is why he was so unruly and unbecoming of a member of the royal family.
As if by prior arrangement, dozens of ministers submitted a memorial to Gu Yanjing, inviting him to go to the Tianming Sect to cultivate.
Oh ho.
Instead of inviting the Grand Tutor to teach him the art of ruling, he went to the Tianming Sect to cultivate.
If this wasn't done by Murong Hua, Gu Yanjing would gouge his eyes out.
So, Lu Lingjun stood by the table and opened the memorials for Gu Yanjing, asking, "Your Majesty, shall we go?"
Gu Yanjing smiled faintly: "Go ahead."
Why not go?
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