Chapter 70 The Substitute Chapter: I'll go with him, you don't need to go.
"What?" Fu Jing noticed that his expression was off and couldn't help but become curious as well.
Xie Changyu's eyes darted around, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"I had a dream last night..."
He slowly finished speaking, gradually losing his shyness and becoming bolder with each word. In the end, he even looked directly at Fu Jing, making Fu Jing blush furiously.
After hearing this, Fu Jing froze on the spot, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He stared at the ground, not daring to look at Fu Jing. He asked, "You mean... you want to try the content of the dream on me?"
Xie Changyu nodded boldly, looking quite smug, "Yes!"
Fu Jing blushed, feeling embarrassed and annoyed. He said incredulously, "But we're both men. Wasn't the woman in your dream a woman?"
“Of course—” said the man.
Xie Changyu stopped halfway through his sentence. He felt he couldn't reveal that he had dreamt of Fu Shuqing, otherwise Fu Jing would definitely not agree. But he was too curious about the feeling in the dream.
Crispy, refreshing, and soft...
The young master, experiencing this pleasurable sensation for the first time, lacked stamina and couldn't resist the feeling, so after much deliberation, he decided to find someone to try it out on.
Going to a brothel was definitely out of the question; he thought it was dirty. Besides, he had developed a psychological trauma after going there last time, and he no longer trusted strangers. Finally, he remembered that he still had Fu Jing by his side.
Fu Jing listened to him, and since they were both men, nothing bad would happen. As long as they didn't take the magic drug, everything they did was just normal between brothers.
"Aren't we brothers?"
His question caught Fu Jing, who was still struggling with his shyness, off guard. He paused for a moment, then said, "We're brothers."
"There's nothing wrong with trying this! You're a brother, can't you help me out?"
Seeing Fu Jing standing there hesitating, Xie Changyu called out, "Fu Jing."
Fu Jing was handsome and usually seemed to have everything under control, but the current situation had exceeded his expectations, and he was momentarily speechless. "What we're doing isn't a good idea. What if we get found out..."
Seeing that he couldn't get through to Xie Changyu after several attempts, he got angry. He lowered his eyebrows and looked very cold. "Then I'll find someone else. You don't need to come!"
As he spoke, he sat up and started putting on his shoes, his expression resentful, not wanting to look at the guy again.
As he put on his shoes, he cursed inwardly. He was just trying to satisfy his desires, so why was he making such a fuss? They called themselves brothers, but if they weren't even willing to do this, what kind of brothers were they?
The more Xie Changyu thought about it, the angrier he became. He started to think about severing ties with Fu Jing. He put on his shoes, got up, and prepared to walk past the person.
My hand was suddenly grabbed and gripped tightly, and a hoarse voice came from beside my ear, "Don't go to anyone else, I'll do it."
Before Xie Changyu could react, she was suddenly lifted up and buried against Fu Jing, almost unable to breathe.
When she realized she had been picked up like a woman, she got angry and pounded her fist on his hard chest in frustration, saying, "Who told you to hug me like that!"
Fu Jing stopped in his tracks, a rare look of confusion on his face. "Isn't that how it is?"
He read in a storybook that women love being hugged by men like this, and although Xie Changyu was a proper man, Fu Jing instinctively picked him up.
Xie Changyu narrowed his eyes, his tone dangerous, "I don't like being held like this."
"I see."
Fu Jing verbally agreed, but he still carried the person to the bed before letting go. After putting the person down, he began to take off the shoes that Xie Changyu had just put on his face, and then he began to take off his own shoes, including his clothes.
Xie Changyu buried his face directly in the soft bed. He propped himself up on his arms and sat up, only to see a blur of white before his eyes.
He immediately turned away from the appalling scene, shouting, "What are you doing!"
Seeing him dodge, Fu Jing looked a little aggrieved. "Take off your clothes. Didn't you say you wanted to try it on?"
Realizing that this situation was normal after hearing what he said, Xie Changyu calmed himself down. He rubbed his temples and said to Fu Jing with his back to him, "Then hurry up and take it off."
"And you?"
"What?"
"You need to take your clothes off too."
Xie Changyu was stunned, as if struck by lightning. He had to take off his clothes too? He clearly remembered that he hadn't taken off his clothes in his dream, he had only half taken off his pants. After carefully recalling the scene in his dream, he confidently replied, "I don't need to take them off, you just need to take them off."
A warm sensation began to entwine around him from behind, and a damp breath clung to his ear, creating a strangely ambiguous atmosphere. The voice, tinged with dissatisfaction, said, "No, you have to take your clothes off too. It's not fair."
Xie Changyu once said that he only likes good-looking people, which is why he is on good terms with the Fu Jing brothers. Although it was mostly Fu Jing who took the initiative to approach him, he would not have allowed this guy to get close if he didn't have a good-looking face.
On the bed, the face is even more lethal.
During the preliminary test, Fu Jing let out a soft murmur, and Xie Changyu shouted that he was not allowed to come up...
Later, Xie Changyu watched as that usually smiling and disdainful face became lost in thought, and his eyes were filled with amazement. He could enjoy the dual pleasure of sight and touch without having to move at all while lying there.
The two of them finally stopped fooling around after a quarter of an hour.
Xie Changyu's forehead was covered in sweat. His limbs were weak and he lay there motionless, his eyelashes were wet with sweat, and his eyes were teary, as if his spirit had been drained.
His long, white arms hung limply by the bedside. His eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't speak, but his breathing was heavy, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically.
After a long while, he grabbed the hands that were messing around below him and said coquettishly, "You can't touch me anymore, I'm so tired, I've had enough and I don't want to play anymore."
That's right, the word "play" was used. All of this was just a game for Xie Changyu, and there was no need to take it seriously.
Xie Changyu's voice was weary. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and had no strength left. His cheeks swelled up involuntarily, and his whole body was flushed.
Fu Jing came from a family of military generals, so his strength would not be weakened by such a charade. His face was full of energy, and he felt strong all over, without the slightest bit of fatigue.
The two bodies were pressed tightly together under the blanket. Fu Jing propped his head up and faced Xie Changyu. His eyes were lowered and his expression was focused. His affectionate eyes seemed to be filled with water, and his feelings were unforgettable.
His tone was languid, and his voice was a little hoarse, caused by not being able to hold back and calling out too many times just now. "Xie Changyu, are you feeling better now? I did all that for you."
While speaking, Fu Jing's hands were not idle. He repeatedly circled Xie Changyu's long hair with his hands, and eventually started playing with it.
Xie Changyu kept his eyes downcast and didn't speak. He was still in a special state, feeling lightheaded. Even though there was a body he had just loved behind him, he had no desire for it now.
He doesn't like men after all, and he will definitely marry a woman from a similarly prestigious family in the future. He's just being curious now; they're just brothers.
Perhaps because he had sweated a lot during the exercise, Xie Changyu felt much more relaxed and less heavy-hearted than when he was sick. He thought for a moment and wondered if he didn't need to take his medicine.
The room was quiet. Xie Changyu dozed off for a while before getting out of bed. He was very hungry, so he spoke up.
"Are you hungry?" Fu Jing's expression softened for once. He tapped Xie Changyu's forehead and said, "I'll go get you something to eat right away."
Sending someone in wouldn't work, otherwise their actions would be exposed. Although Fu Jing didn't care about these things, Xie Changyu did, and he insisted on bringing it in personally.
Fu Jing nodded lazily, exuding a charming and romantic aura. Perhaps having just experienced a romantic encounter, he still carried the scent of Xie Changyu, which was quite pleasant.
His eyebrows and eyes were charming, and his eyes were full of smiles as he looked around. "Just a moment."
Fu Jing got dressed and left the room. If Xie Changyu hadn't noticed that his walking was a little strange, she would have really thought that he was perfectly fine.
Fu Jing's attitude also became very strange. Xie Changyu felt goosebumps rising on his skin. After all, for him, this was just a game like cricket fighting. He wouldn't remember much about it afterward, and might even forget it completely.
But he felt that Fu Jing might not, his attitude changed too suddenly. Xie Changyu suddenly thought, could this guy be addicted? His attitude suddenly became so good because he wants to play more later?
The handsome young man had his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes gentle and clear, as if he were deep in thought.
Before he could think much about it, Fu Jing had already returned with a large plate, which was filled with his favorite snacks and dishes.
Xie Changyu smelled the fragrance and slowly sat up. The thin blanket gently slid across his skin and fell to his waist, leaving his upper body completely exposed to the cool air, which made him shiver.
"Where did you throw my clothes? Pick them up right now!"
After getting an amusement, Xie Changyu's temper subsided somewhat. This time, he didn't point fingers or gesticulate. He waited until Fu Jing found his clothes on the ground and handed them to him before complaining, "The clothes are dirty if they're on the ground. I don't want to wear them."
Fu Jing stood by the bed, looking down at him, taking in all the red marks on his body—his neck, chest, and waist. These were evidence of his indiscriminate kissing just now. On his own shoulder, there was a deep tooth mark, bitten by Xie Changyu at the last moment.
Thinking about it now makes my teeth itch.
He licked his teeth, then replied in a gentle tone, "Then I'll go find some clothes I haven't worn before and get them for you?"
"Hurry up and go! Are you trying to freeze me to death?!"
After a period of chaos, the two, dressed neatly, finally sat down at the table. Xie Changyu rolled up his sleeves and started eating immediately. He was starving. Although he hadn't moved much while he was in bed, he was still exhausted. He glared at Fu Jing, who was staring at him, and complained, "Are you a male ghost? How come I'm the only one who's tired and you're not? You must have drained all my life force!"
Her peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, and her voice was pleasant, "What kind of body do you have, and what kind of body do I have? Isn't it normal for someone raised on medicine to be tired?"
This is the truth, but Xie Changyu doesn't like to hear it.
He snorted, "Doing this with you is too tiring. I won't play with you next time. And you even bit me."
He was lying down on the bed, but Fu Jing was too heavy for him to bear, so he changed positions and sat on top of him. When he was also starting to feel the pressure and wanted to stop, this guy actually started kissing him.
That's why he bit him later.
He was exhausted.
Fu Jing placed his favorite braised pork into his bowl and said with concern, "It must be because you don't eat enough. Eat more and you won't do it next time."
"Next time?" Xie Changyu's eyes widened upon hearing his words. He pouted and said, "I won't look for you next time."
The smile vanished from her peach blossom eyes. "Then who do you want to find?"
"I haven't decided yet." Xie Changyu took a bite of rice, his mouth suddenly bulging, making his words almost inaudible. "Anyway, it's not you."
Fu Jing lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged. "It's fine if you haven't thought of it yet."
He didn't press the matter further. From what he knew, Xie Changyu's interests were always fleeting. He might have one idea now, but his thoughts would change the next day. So, even if he said he didn't want him now, he might still want him later.
His mind inexplicably calmed down, and he picked up some food and began to eat.
At least he didn't dwell on his deeper thoughts, such as why he was unhappy when he heard she didn't want him anymore.
They're brothers.
After eating and drinking his fill, Xie Changyu started thinking about going out to play. He had been cooped up in this small house for almost an entire afternoon. He had come here to have fun, and the General's Mansion was much bigger than his own Xie Mansion, with many places to play, such as the storeroom.
This is the place Xie Changyu is most interested in. There are many weapons inside that he has never seen before. This is the place he has wanted to go to most since he was a child.
But Fu Shuqing always brushed him off by saying he was too young to see those blood-stained weapons. Now that he's grown up and Fu Shuqing has returned, he wants to go see them now.
Xie Changyu felt excited at the thought of seeing those weapons.
Hearing his idea, Fu Jing hesitated for a moment, "It's fine to take you to see the warehouse, but I don't have the key on me. I gave the key to my brother when he came back."
So if they wanted to see it, they had to go to Fu Shuqing to get it, but they weren't sure if His Majesty was still in the General's Mansion.
Fu Jing hesitated for a moment, "Why don't you come tomorrow? My brother will definitely agree this time, it's the same if you come tomorrow."
"No!" Xie Changyu retorted immediately, biting his lip. "I want to see it now!"
"Now!"
“But…” Fu Jing didn’t want Xie Changyu to come into contact with that person. What if he accidentally offended him? After all, he had noticed that Xie Changyu’s expression was unnatural and he seemed to be avoiding or rejecting the emperor when he mentioned him. It was obvious that he had been wronged.
I don't know what his brother was doing at the time, he couldn't even stop this, even though he had a good relationship with that person.
His handsome face showed some difficulty, but his expression finally became firm. "Okay, I'll go then. You stay here, I'll be right back."
Xie Changyu nodded eagerly. It would be even better if he wasn't allowed to do it. He couldn't be happier. He didn't want to see that tyrant either. He was like a demon and very frightening.
This was, of course, Xie Changyu's subjective conjecture. He was afraid of that tyrant, so he described everything good as bad. In reality, he didn't really see that face clearly during those meetings. Perhaps he did see it but forgot it because he was afraid. Over time, the impression of Rakshasa remained.
The tyrant's face was naturally very handsome, but his reputation for tyranny was so prominent that few people dared to look him in the eye. Only a few close confidants occasionally glanced at him.
As a minister trusted by His Majesty, Fu Shuqing would look directly into His Majesty's face when they chatted and played chess. The tyrant, dressed in black and gold robes, had a high nose, thin lips, cold eyes, and long, fair fingers. The moment a black piece was placed, the situation on the board would immediately turn around.
Wei Yuehua smiled and looked up at the man in blue opposite her, saying, "What are you thinking about, Fu Qing? Why are you getting distracted while playing chess with me?"
Fu Shuqing came to his senses and realized that he had lost the game. He began to apologize, "Your Majesty, I drank last night and stayed up all night. I am still drunk. Please forgive me."
The cold-hearted emperor showed some tenderness to this man, raising an eyebrow. "Why are you so nervous, Fu Qing? You are a meritorious official who helped me conquer the country. How could I blame you?"
"Your Majesty is wise." Fu Shuqing lowered his head slightly, his expression natural.
The two continued playing chess, while two servants waited patiently nearby. Soon after, an eunuch dressed as a servant entered.
He bowed his head and reported, "Your Majesty, General Fu's younger brother outside has important business with General Fu."
Upon hearing his younger brother's change in expression, Fu Shuqing looked up at the emperor before him and said, "Your Majesty."
Wei Yuehua smiled faintly, her eyes indifferent. "Let him in. Let's see what he wants to see General Fu about."
"Yes." The servant left as soon as he heard the order.
Before long, the figure in red entered. Fu Jing looked serious. He first bowed to the black-clad emperor sitting on the high platform. After the emperor nodded, he looked at his elder brother and called out, "Brother."
"What's wrong? Is there something important that you suddenly came in?"
Fu Shuqing's expression was indifferent. He knew that although his younger brother was unruly, he was very sensible. Usually, he would not disturb the residence when His Majesty came. But this time it was very sudden. He remembered the other person who was not there and his tone became a little anxious, "Could it be that something happened to Changyu?"
The young man with a relaxed appearance widened his eyes, but then his expression returned to normal.
"No." Fu Jing spoke very little this time. He didn't even want to mention Xie Changyu's name, for fear that the emperor might have some impression of him. He whispered to cover it up, "He's fine. It's just that you took the warehouse key from me yesterday. I need it for now and will return it to you later."
Fu Shuqing immediately understood the connection. He realized that someone else probably wanted to go to the storeroom to look at the weapons. After all, his younger brother had looked at the storeroom weapons countless times and was probably already tired of them. Why would he suddenly want to look at them this time, and even risk coming in to ask for the keys when His Majesty was present?
Only one other person wanted it.
Fu Shuqing took the key from her waist and handed it over, secretly instructing, "Here you go, be careful."
"Mm." Fu Jing nodded, holding the keys.
He bowed to the emperor sitting beside him to take his leave, and was about to step out of the room to breathe a sigh of relief when he was called back.
"Wait a minute..."
On the other side, Xie Changyu was rolling around on the bed in a shameless manner, trying to relieve the soreness in his body. He had just recovered from the pain and was in excruciating pain.
It felt great, but it was also really uncomfortable.
He pounded the bed in frustration. This was no fun at all! It was all that comic book's fault for deceiving him. He thought it would be so enjoyable based on the content, but while Fu Jing was comfortable, he wasn't at all!
All the previous benefits were easily forgotten, and now only the utter wrongness of this behavior remains in my mind.
The door was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blew in. Xie Changyu, who had been keeping his head down, turned around and looked at Fu Jing with surprise and delight. "You got it?"
The discomfort in his heart vanished instantly. He walked over and took out his keys from his pocket. The small keys clinked together.
"Hmm." Fu Jing's expression was clearly off, and he seemed very down.
But Xie Changyu didn't care. He took the key and started walking towards the warehouse, leaving Fu Jing, who was still behind him, far behind.
But Fu Jing caught up quickly, since Xie Changyu was still feeling unwell and was walking slower than usual.
"You'd better not go to the warehouse."
Fu Jing said this while standing side by side with him.
"What?" Xie Changyu looked puzzled, not understanding why this guy suddenly changed his mind. "You've already brought the keys, and now you're telling me not to go?"
Fu Jing turned his head to look at him and said in a low voice, "When I went to get the key just now, His Majesty became interested when he heard that I was going to the storeroom to get the key and told my brother that he wanted to go and take a look too."
Xie Changyu stopped in his tracks and listened as he continued, "So if you go now, you'll definitely run into His Majesty."
"That tyrant is here too??" Xie Changyu's voice suddenly became very loud due to surprise, but fortunately Fu Jing covered it up in time.
The handsome young man looked conflicted. "Don't go. Go tomorrow."
But Xie Changyu wouldn't have it. He had finally gotten a chance to see the warehouse full of weapons, how could he possibly stop halfway? Even if he could see them tomorrow, he wouldn't do it. He snorted, "I'm going. So what if he's a tyrant? He can't kill me if I don't provoke him."
He spoke with great confidence, after all, Fu Shuqing was there, and they would definitely protect him.
With this mindset, Xie Changyu went straight to the warehouse, but his confident expression turned sour when he saw that figure.
He slowed his pace and handed the key to Fu Jing as he squeezed through the crowd. He whispered, "Go open the door, I'll just follow behind you."
The warmth was fleeting. Fu Jing hummed in response, then calmly walked to the two people opposite him and began to unlock the door.
Xie Changyu kept his head down, not wanting to see anyone else's expressions. He successfully located Fu Shuqing out of the corner of his eye, then took a step forward and grabbed the robe.
Fu Shuqing, who had been watching his movements, suddenly felt a tightness in his body, but his expression remained unchanged, and he even hooked his arm around the person who had lost his balance.
Be careful.
"Hmm." Xie Changyu dared not be presumptuous at this moment. He did not bow, pretending not to see anything.
She stayed close to Fu Shuqing and wouldn't let go, even after the warehouse door was unlocked. She held on tightly, afraid that she might accidentally insult that tyrant.
In addition, he was already tired from working all afternoon, so he was even more reluctant to let go, and Fu Shuqing had to use his strength to help him walk.
Fu Shuqing didn't say anything about this. As a military officer, his strength was naturally not as weak as he appeared. On the contrary, he was very strong, and Xie Changyu's frail body was not a problem for him.
So Xie Changyu remained very quiet throughout the journey to examine the weapons, only occasionally touching the weapons that interested him, and dared not utter a single word.
The tyrant beside him also had no expression, his gaze shifting and never settling on any one spot, making Fu Shuqing feel quite troubled.
He didn't understand why His Majesty suddenly became interested in his weapons. After all, His Majesty had been familiar with these weapons since childhood. Why did His Majesty suddenly want to see them?
This is unreasonable.
But Fu Shuqing couldn't pinpoint what was unreasonable about it.
So the four of them, along with their servants, toured the entire storeroom in silence, with Xie Changyu occasionally letting out a gasp of surprise along the way.
Fu Shuqing couldn't help but chuckle.
As they were leaving, the taciturn emperor finally spoke, "The New Year will be here soon, Fu Qing, don't forget to attend."
This is essentially a pointless statement, since no one would refuse a banquet held in the palace, especially one initiated by such a ruthless tyrant.
Fu Shuqing bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, I will naturally go."
Wei Yuehua glanced lightly at the figure hidden behind Fu Shuqing, snorted, and finally left.
Behind them, a large group of figures were hiding on the rooftops. Xie Changyu naturally didn't see them, but Fu Shuqing and Fu Jing did. The two exchanged a glance, their expressions somewhat heavy.
Xie Changyu didn't dare to move when he heard the cold snort. He wanted to curse this tyrant to death in his heart. What was with all this snorting! Didn't he know it was going to scare people to death?
After muttering to himself for a while, he was pulled out from behind by Fu Shuqing, whose voice was gentle, "Alright, His Majesty is gone, don't hide behind him."
Xie Changyu straightened up, but still held his hand. He looked unconcerned and said, "I'm not afraid of him at all."
"Pfft." Fu Jing began to mock him, "We didn't say you were afraid of him, hahaha, you really are a coward."
"What did you say!" Xie Changyu, now bolder, glared at Fu Jing and, disregarding his own condition, grabbed him by the neck, venting his anger, "I'll teach you to laugh at me! I'll teach you to laugh at me!"
Their bodies were pressed together, Fu Jing's body was bent over, and his head was pressed down hard. He shouted, "Where did I laugh at you!"
He said this, but there was a smile on his lips.
Fu Shuqing watched the two of them without moving, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes. A gentle breeze blew by, lifting Xie Changyu's dark hair behind her neck and revealing the disheveled look on her face.
Fu Shuqing's smile froze.
"Alright." He stepped forward and pulled the two apart. Of course, he pulled on Fu Jing's body, as he was too strong and afraid of hurting the fragile young master.
After pinching him enough, Xie Changyu let go, clapped his hands, and smiled smugly. "Let's see if you dare laugh at me again!"
He was satisfied with the marks on his neck. The next second, Fu Shuqing came over and helped him straighten his clothes, then his hair, her slender fingers lingering on his neck for a moment.
Fu Shuqing helped him fix his hair until his entire neck was covered by black hair, making it impossible to see any marks.
Fu Jing touched his neck and was still laughing, a light laugh, "Okay, okay, I won't dare to do it again."
"What did you guys do this afternoon?"
What.
Xie Changyu hadn't reacted yet. He paused for a moment, then replied, "It's nothing. We haven't left our room much today."
Fu Jing chimed in, "Yeah, bro, we didn't cause any trouble today. Xie Changyu was just playing in my room the whole time."
"In the room?" Fu Shuqing looked up at his younger brother, his expression serious. After receiving the answer, he lowered his eyelids, concealing the emotions in his eyes, and murmured, "Is that so?"
Xie Changyu still felt a little sore in his legs. He held onto Fu Shuqing's arm, having completely forgotten about what happened last night, and began to whine, "Fu Shuqing, carry me on your back, I'm so tired."
Fu Shuqing looked at the fair face and hummed in response. His expression was deep and profound. After responding, he bent down and carried the person on his back.
"Hey bro, let me carry it!"
Fu Jing felt inexplicably uncomfortable seeing the two of them so close together, so he started to make excuses, "Brother, you must be tired after playing chess with His Majesty all afternoon, so I'll carry Xie Changyu on my back."
Fu Shuqing glanced at her younger brother and shook her head. "No need. I'm not tired. The doctor I called has arrived. I'll take him to see him."
"You don't need to go."
"Why don't I have to go?" Fu Jing asked, puzzled. He didn't understand why he couldn't be present when Xie Changyu went to see a doctor.
However, Fu Shuqing simply explained, "That doctor has a unique personality and doesn't like too many people around. I can just stay here and watch over things; you don't need to go."
“But—” Fu Jing wanted to try again, but the next second he was glanced at by his older brother and fell silent. The fear of being ordered around as a child surged into his heart, and he said unwillingly, “Fine.”
Xie Changyu didn't care who accompanied him, but if he had to choose one, he would definitely choose Fu Shuqing.
As the two figures gradually disappeared into the distance, Fu Jing, who was still standing there, gradually changed his expression, which was filled with inquiry and resentment.
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Author's Note: ^O^
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