Chapter 131 Which type of “dog” is it?
After a long journey, the convoy finally arrived at the border of Yanmao District.
Everywhere you look, you see a scene of desolation and devastation. On land repeatedly ravaged by war, the charred marks have yet to fully fade, and broken walls can be seen everywhere.
The air is filled with dust and the faint smell of gunpowder, but above this barren land, a kind of vitality called "hope" is tenaciously breaking through the ground.
In the distance, advance craftsmen and recruited refugees were clearing the ruins and building simple huts. The clinking sounds of hammers and calls constituted the initial melody of this new world.
After a long journey, even energetic people like Dongfang Yuning and Nangong Yue could not hide their tiredness.
Fortunately, the palace's steward was extremely capable and had already arrived at the palace at full speed with his elite men. He miraculously cleaned up two adjacent, relatively intact mansions in this place where everything needed to be rebuilt, and used them as a temporary place for the masters to stay.
Although it is not as luxurious as the royal palace in the capital, the windows are clean and the bed is comfortable, which is enough to comfort the tiredness of the journey.
As soon as the carriage came to a complete stop, Nangong Yue was the first to jump out, her movements clean and sharp. Her eyes were like lightning, instantly locking onto her two younger brothers who were trying to observe their new surroundings.
"Yijun! Lintian!"
The cold voice carried unquestionable majesty.
The fifth prince Nangong Yijun and the sixth prince Nangong Lintian were startled and stood up straight immediately, like new recruits being called out by the instructor.
"Here! Imperial sister!"
The two spoke in unison, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Nangong Yue raised her chin slightly and pointed to a smaller but equally clean courtyard next to her:
"See that yard? You two will live there. Move your luggage in and pack it neatly. Remember,"
She paused deliberately, her eyes swept over the two of them, and then vaguely glanced towards the main courtyard, where Nangong Ye and Dongfang Yuning lived. Her voice was lowered but more oppressive.
"Keep yourselves in check and stay away unless summoned! Especially—you are not allowed to disturb the peace and quiet of your uncle and aunt! If you do…"
Her unfinished words turned into a meaningful look with a chilling sense of responsibility.
The twins instantly felt a chill on the back of their necks and nodded their heads like chicks pecking at rice:
"Yes, yes, yes! Don't worry, sister! We will absolutely stay calm and won't disturb you!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's clean it up right now! Right now! Immediately!"
The two men jumped out of the car quickly, picked up their pitiful luggage as if they were being chased by a ghost, and rushed into their "place of exile" without looking back.
Are you kidding! The Emperor's uncle's icy aura is scary enough, and with that, a little aunt who can blow the Fuying Palace into the surface of the moon...
And then there's this elder sister of theirs who's even stricter than their father! Under this double (or even triple) deterrent, even if they have a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to offend her!
[System! Look! Yue'er, the eldest sister, is so majestic! She's a true queen! Those two little quails are running faster than rabbits!]
System 118:
[Ding! 'Queen Yue's Intimidation' is incredibly effective! The Fifth and Sixth Princes' SAN values have stabilized at quail-level.]
Warm reminder: Host, the aftereffects of your "love education" seem to be more serious. Do you need this system to play a song for you called "It's Not a Sin for Men to Cry" to relieve the pain?
(The system displays bubbles of "weak, pitiful, helpless" above the twin princes' heads.)
Dongfang Yuning was half-supported and half-carried by Nangong Ye out of the car. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand, and she relied entirely on his strong arms for support.
Hearing the system's ridicule, she rolled her eyes inwardly:
[Shut up! This princess is taking a strategic break! Also, why did you order "Let Men Cry"? Play "I'm the Queen"! Wake me up!]
System 118:
[Ding! "Sister is the Queen" background music has been loaded! Psychological victory activated! (The system plays inspiring music in Dongfang Yuning's head and photoshops a virtual crown onto her.) However, host, your 'strategic rest' may need to continue until this afternoon...]
In the bedroom of the main courtyard, the candlelight was dim.
After a long journey, and the extremely in-depth and time-consuming love education given by someone at the post station last night under the pretext of discussing the planning details of the Yanmao District, Dongfang Yuning fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow and slept soundly.
After an unknown amount of time, she felt an itchy sensation on her face, as if a feather had brushed against it.
I opened my eyes drowsily, and what came into view was Nangong Ye's enlarged, handsome and flawless face.
He leaned his head to the side, gently tracing her eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips. His deep eyes were surprisingly bright in the dim light, with a kind of laziness after being satisfied and... a hint of danger that lingered.
"woke up?"
The deep voice had a morning husky quality and was offensively sexy.
Dongfang Yuning was about to stretch when she gasped! Her whole body felt like it had been run over by a heavy carriage, especially her waist and legs, which were so sore that she grimaced.
[Hiss! Nangong Ye, you beast! Didn't you say you'd be gentle?! My old waist! My legs! They don't feel like mine anymore! 118! Help! I need the 'Full Health Resurrection Pill'! Now! Immediately! Right now!]
System 118: [Ding! Alert! Host's body function report: Overuse of waist muscles, lactic acid accumulation index MAX!]
Leg muscle soreness level SSS! 'Full Health Resurrection Pills' are out of stock! Recommendation: Lie flat on your back and accept your fate, or offer a 'Love Condemnation' to the perpetrator! (The system displays a Q-version figure of Dongfang Yuning wrapped in bandages, with smoke rising from his head.)
Dongfang Yuning glared at the culprit in front of him angrily and accused:
"Nangong Ye! Look at what you've done! How...how am I going to inspect the construction site? How am I going to run my entertainment empire?!"
"Entertainment Empire?"
Nangong Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, slid his fingertips down from her eyebrows, gently pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him.
The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, but his eyes gradually became deeper, like a beast staring at its prey.
"If Ning'er hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. Big wolfdog? Little puppy? Mature uncle? Sunny boy? Hmm?"
He deliberately slowed down his tone with each word, with the ending tone rising slightly, carrying a heart-pounding sense of oppression.
The hand that was originally stroking her chin also slid down and pressed accurately on her sore waist through the thin nightgown, kneading it neither lightly nor heavily.
"ah!"
The sudden pressure made Dongfang Yuning feel pain and numbness, and he cried out in surprise.
Nangong Ye leaned over, his hot breath spraying on her sensitive ears and neck. His voice was low and hoarse, carrying fatal temptation and unquestionable interrogation:
"Ning'er...were you satisfied with my service last night? Those abdominal muscles..."
He grabbed her small hand with his other hand and pressed it forcefully against his well-defined, solid, and hot chest, feeling the surging power.
"...but is it still 'wolf' enough?"
[118! He's breaking the rules! He's using his beauty to attack! He's using his abs to seduce! Who can resist this? Quick! Exchange me for the 'Liuxiahui's Method of Remaining Calm While Sitting in a Woman'!]
System 118: [Ding! 'Liu Xiahui's Heart Method' redemption failed! Reason: The target (Nangong Ye) has too high a Charm value, and his skill level is overwhelming!]
Suggestion to the host: Enjoy the present moment and give up resistance! (The system highlights Nangong Ye's abdominal muscles with a special effect and the text: SSSR-level strategic weapon)]
Dongfang Yuning's cheeks flushed red, and her little hands were forced to feel the powerful lines. The skin under her fingertips was hot, and her heart was beating like a drum.
She tried to pull her hand back, but was held firmly.
"Hmph! Just... barely pass! Just so-so! Abs, like everyone has them..."
But his voice became smaller and smaller, and he lost all confidence.
"Oh? Barely passing?"
Nangong Ye's eyes darkened, and his dangerous smile deepened. The hand on her waist suddenly exerted force, and at the same time, his body pressed down, completely enveloping her in his aura.
"It seems that I didn't work hard enough last night, so Ning'er still wanted to catch other dogs?"
His kiss was filled with punishment as it landed heavily on her lips that were slightly open in protest, rubbing against her, conquering her, and not allowing any resistance.
“Hmm…”
All of Dongfang Yuning's protests and stubbornness were silenced, leaving only broken sobs. Her body was imprisoned, her lips and tongue were invaded, and the large hand on her waist made her feel weak all over, and her consciousness gradually blurred.
All the big wolf and little puppy, all the entertainment empire, were thrown out of the window at this moment, leaving only the domineering and sexy man in front of her, who made her love and "hate" him.
[It’s over, it’s over… 118… I feel like… I’m about to be ‘educated’ again… My entertainment empire… My little puppy… Farewell…]
System 118:
[Beep! The host's consciousness is blurred and their logic is confused. 'Little Milk Dog' has been forcibly deleted from the host's memory.]
Current priority: Cooperate with His Royal Highness Prince Yong to complete the 'Love Reeducation' course. This system has entered energy-saving standby mode. I wish you... happy learning? (The system silently shuts down)]
In the side room of another house, the atmosphere was equally lively and had a hint of academic discussion.
Nangong Yue lay on the soft bedding, her waist and limbs were sore and she almost didn't have the strength to lift her fingers.
Shen Xiaoyun lay on his side beside her, supporting his head with one hand, while the other hand was slowly and massaging her equally battered waist and legs.
His eyes were full of satisfaction, and there was a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth, but deep in his eyes, there was an unmistakable possessiveness and a hint of mischief.
"Yue'er,"
His voice was lazy and hoarse with the aftermath, and the strength of his fingers was just right, relieving the pain while also teasing.
"Last night...were you satisfied with your husband's performance? I wonder...what kind of 'dog' does Yue'er want?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "dog".
Nangong Yue buried her face in the pillow and grumbled:
"Humph! Beast! Hooligan!"
Thinking of how he had used various postures to explore whether he was a wolf, a dog, or something else last night, she felt ashamed and angry.
Chen Xiaoyun chuckled softly, leaned over and approached her reddened earlobe, and sprayed his warm breath on it:
"Beast? Hooligan? It seems Your Highness still has doubts about my husband's breed?"
His hands were not satisfied with just massaging, and began to slide slowly along the graceful line of her spine, with sparks of passion.
"What about...this position?"
He nudged her suggestively.
"Is this considered... the strength of a wolfdog?"
"Ugh…you!"
Nangong Yue trembled all over.
"Still... like this?"
His kiss fell on her sensitive shoulder as light as a feather, with infinite attachment and tenderness.
"Is it like... a puppy's behavior?"
"Chen Xiaoyun!"
Nangong Yue was both embarrassed and annoyed. She wanted to avoid his harassment, but he held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move.
"Hmm? None of them?"
Shen Xiaoyun pretended to be distressed, but his fingers nimbly reached under the hem of her nightgown and drew ambiguous circles on her flat and tight belly.
"So... the mature uncle's ease? Or... the sunny boy's energy?"
Every time he said one, the movement of his hands changed, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, which made Nangong Yue breathless and numb all over.
"You...you shut up!"
Nangong Yue was so ashamed that she turned around and tried to cover his mouth, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it on top of her head.
The smile in Shen Xiaoyun's eyes deepened, and with a cunning look of success, he lowered his head, rubbing his nose against hers, his voice low and seductive:
"It seems that Your Highness is still unsure? Never mind..."
He lowered his waist and fitted tightly again.
"I, your husband, do not mind personally demonstrating all the varieties to Your Highness, one by one, until Your Highness personally states which one you are most satisfied with."
As they spoke, a new round of "variety verification" has begun.
The red waves rolled, the songs were humming, and all the academic discussions eventually turned into the most primitive lingering and conquest.
While the main courtyard and the side courtyard were still carrying out indescribable morning exercises, at a bustling construction site somewhere in Yanmao District, two precious princes were experiencing the unprecedented "metamorphosis" for the first time in their lives.
The morning light was dim and the air was still a little chilly.
Nangong Yijun and Nangong Lintian, wearing coarse cloth shorts ("rewarded" by Nangong Yue herself), were covered in dust and dirt, each holding a copy of the "Yanmao District Phase I Project Labor Experience and Market Research Plan" in their hands, which still exuded the scent of ink - signed: Dongfang Yuning.
The plan is well-organized (?) and has clear goals (devil):
1. Brick Moving Experience (8 hours): Participate in the work of moving the foundation stones of the city wall, and receive equal pay as the laborers (piecework system), and deeply understand that "every brick and tile is hard work."
2. Lunch at the construction site (1 hour): Eat from the same pot with fellow workers, learn about the diet at the grassroots level, and understand the people’s sentiments.
3. Market Research (Afternoon): Visit temporary markets, record prices, product types, and customer flow, and write a research report of no less than 5,000 words (requires detailed data and thorough analysis).
4. Thoughts and Reflections (before bed): One post per day, no less than 800 words, sincere feelings, and must be reviewed by my eldest sister Nangong Yue.
The two men looked at the flamboyant signature on the plan, then looked at the piles of blue bricks in front of them, and the dark-skinned, muscular men around them who were shouting slogans and walking briskly, and they felt their vision go dark.
"Fifth...Fifth Brother..."
Nangong Lintian's voice trembled.
"This...this brick looks heavier than the stone lock in the palace..."
Nangong Yijun swallowed his saliva and forced himself to remain calm:
"Stop... stop talking nonsense! How dare you disobey your aunt's orders? Hurry up!"
He imitated the worker next to him, bent down awkwardly and tried to lift a brick.
"Well!"
The weight of the brick was beyond his imagination! His face flushed red as he barely managed to lift the brick off the ground, his arms trembling.
[System! Live broadcast! Quick! I want to see the prince moving bricks! Hahaha! This scene is too beautiful, I can't bear to watch!]
System 118: [Ding! 'The Prince's Transformation: Construction Site' livestream has begun! (The system projects the screen into Dongfang Yuning's head. Nangong Yijun is seen staggering with a brick in his arms, while Nangong Lintian, grinning, has just lifted half a brick.) The background music has automatically switched to "Working Ballad"!]
Dongfang Yuning (lying on the bed watching the live broadcast):
[Pfft! Hahaha! Lin Tian's expression! Like he's constipated! Yi Jun's arms are shaking like he has Parkinson's! Auntie, I'm a genius! This plan is amazing!]
118, give them some special effects! The sweat should be crystal clear! The background should be tragic and desolate!
System 118: [Received! 'Glistening Sweat Beads' special effect loaded! 'Tragic Sunset Red' filter activated! (In the image, exaggerated sweat beads appear on the heads of the two princes, and a virtual tragic sunset is photoshopped into the background.)]
The foreman was a dark and strong man. He had received instructions from his superior (the housekeeper) and knew that these two people were of extraordinary origins but must be treated equally.
He came over with a stern face and said in a loud voice:
"Hey! You two! What are you dawdling about? Haven't you eaten yet? Look at Wang Er! He can carry five pieces at a time! You delicate skinned ones, you gasp after carrying just one piece? Hurry up! Each of you must carry at least 500 pieces today to eat!"
"Five...five hundred dollars?!"
The twin princes almost fainted on the spot.
The sun is shining brightly.
Nangong Yijun and Nangong Lintian were like two soulless brick-moving machines, mechanically bending, lifting, moving, and putting things down. Their coarse clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking to their bodies. Blisters quickly formed on their hands, burning with pain.
His waist felt broken, his legs felt like they were filled with lead. The princely demeanor he'd once been so proud of? That had all been thrown to the dogs! Now all that was left was a sense of utter despair and hopelessness.
[118… I feel… I’m almost exhausted… This is more tiring than shooting ten arrows in a row…]
[Fifth brother... my hand hurts... the blister is broken... this brick... has a grudge against me...]
[Auntie…you have such a cruel heart…Uncle, help me…Eldest sister, help me… (Inner wailing)]
System 118:
[Ding! The princes' resentment has skyrocketed! The 'brick-moving coolie' experience is showing significant results! Friendly reminder: Host, your 'love education' seems to be over?
Prince Yong seems to be...looking for your Yanmao District plan? (The system screen switches back to the main courtyard, showing Nangong Ye holding the plan that Dongfang Yuning worked on late at night, his brows slightly furrowed.)
Dongfang Yuning (shuddered):
[What?! My plan! Brother Aye wouldn't have thrown it away, would he?! No! I have to go check it out! Help...help me up!]
She tried to struggle to get up, but her waist went weak and she fell back, grimacing in pain.
Afternoon: Afterglow and Beginning
The sun is setting.
In the main courtyard, Dongfang Yuning was finally "mercifully" carried by Nangong Ye to the soft couch in the outer room, wrapped in a thick blanket, like a lazy cat.
Nangong Ye sat at the desk nearby, carefully reading the Yanmao District plan, occasionally picking up a pen to make notes, with a focused expression.
The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto his well-defined profile, making his usual coldness less severe and more homely and gentler.
In the side courtyard, Nangong Yue was half coaxed and half held by Chen Xiaoyun as she was fed some porridge and side dishes. At this moment, she was taking a nap in his arms, with a look of deep fatigue and a hint of laziness after being satisfied.
Shen Xiaoyun patted her back gently, his eyes so gentle that they could drip water, without any trace of the danger of proving the species.
And on the construction site...
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two muffled sounds.
Nangong Yijun and Nangong Lintian collapsed beside the brick pile like two dead dogs, their faces pale, their hands covered with blood blisters and stains, their gorgeous image as princes shattered.
Five hundred yuan? They had worked so hard and only managed to move less than two hundred yuan! At this moment, they didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
The foreman looked at them, shook his head, and tossed over two coarse flour buns and two bowls of clear soup with a few vegetable leaves floating in it.
"Here, lunch! Rest for half an hour after lunch. We have a market survey this afternoon! A 5,000-word report! Don't forget!"
Looking at the rough food and smelling the dust and sweat in the air, the two princes were in tears.
They finally understood deeply what it meant that "every brick and tile is hard-earned", and... how tragic the consequences would be if they offended their aunt (and the imperial uncle and eldest sister who supported them behind the scenes)!
The construction of Yanmao District kicked off with great fanfare amidst chaos, ambiguity, and the prince's metamorphosis.
The Queen's blueprint for an entertainment empire has been temporarily put on hold by the education of love and the certification of variety, but who knows what kind of storm a certain little phoenix will stir up on this land when it recovers?
The two princes' journey of "transformation" has obviously just begun...
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