Chapter Four
"Hey! Hey!"
Taishi Ci knocked on Zhou Yu's door early in the morning. He was getting ready to go out for his morning training, but realized that his rods were missing.
As he usually frequents Sun Ce's bedroom, he knew they weren't there, nor in his own room.
And knowing Zhou Yu's recent desires to kill himself, he thought he might find them there.
A groggy and sleep deprived Zhou Yu answered the door, with disheveled hair and bags under his eyes, looking more pale than ever.
"Y-yes?" he asked.
"Lord Zhou Yu..I apologize for waking you up at such an hour, but..my weapons are missing...do you know where they might be?" Taishi Ci asked.
Zhou Yu blinked, yawned and replied,"Nope..sorry.", and closed the door, fainting on his carpet, falling back asleep, while Xiaoqiao kept blabbing on about nothing.
Despite him locking and barricading the door, Xiaoqiao somehow managed to get inside Zhou Yu's room and talk to him all night.
Not once stopping for water or for a meal. Or even to breathe.
Zhou Yu actually wished he had Taishi Ci's weapons in his possession, so he could beat the annoying Qiao to a bloody pulp.
...yeah right. Zhou Yu the handsome gentleman would never harm a woman...no, he would probably kill himself instead.
Before Taishi Ci could turn around, Da Qiao quickly ran past him, holding his weapons.
She had a task to complete, and she couldn't fail.
At the other side of the castle, Lu Meng entered the massage parlor.
Taking Lu Su's advice, he decided to ease his mind-and his back pain-with a massage.
But what Lu Meng didn't take account for was Lianshi lurking in the shadows.
Yes, she chopped the poor masseuse in the back of the head, knocking her out, wishing to personally relieve Lu Meng of his ails.
With Taishi Ci's rods that she got from Da Qiao, she licked her lips at the ever-comfortable body of Lu Meng, only in his underpants, laying on his stomach, and held the weapons over him.
WHACK!
Lu Meng screamed as one of the rods hit him.
Lianshi bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud, when she hit him again with the other rod.
It continued on, Lianshi beating Lu Meng's back again and again with the rods, his body thrashing with each painful scream, until he finally turned around, and grabbed the rods, staring into Lianshi's eyes.
"I should have known it was you, Lianshi!" he yelled.
Lianshi merely laughed and tried to break the hold, but Lu Meng was too strong.
The two struggled, and he knocked her to the floor, throwing the rods aside.
He then wrapped a towel around his waist and tried to escape, but Lianshi got a good grip of the towel.
Meanwhile, Lu Xun was walking through that same hallway...
The door opened, and right when Lu Meng walked out, Lianshi ripped off his towel.
And Lu Xun had seen everything.
"Lord Lu Meng!" he yelled in shock, face completely crimson.
Lu Meng held his hands to his front to make sure the young prodigy wouldn't see a thing, as Lianshi burst out laughing.
Her laughter rang through the halls, eventually waking up Ling Tong, who walked down the hall to see the commotion.
"What the heck is going on here? I'm trying to sl-"
"-Lady Lianshi..why do you have Master Taishi Ci's weapons?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." the lovely Empress said, throwing the rods away.
She threw them right to Taishi Ci, who happily skipped to his training grounds, where Sun Ce awaited.
..and had been waiting for the past hour.
"It's always some kind of trouble with you two." Ling Tong snapped, walking back to his room.
"Hey! Stop being a cranky bitch and apologize to Old Man immediately!" Gan Ning yelled, walking up to the group.
Ling Tong flipped off Gan Ning and slammed his door, barricading it, and slumped to his bed.
But sleep wouldn't come easy, as Gan Ning pounded on his door.
He knew that Ling Tong had problems sleeping. So he knew that he was still awake. Banging on the door didn't work. Neither did him jingling his bells and dancing. All that did was make Lu Meng point and laugh at him.
So he decided to implement the secret weapon.
Xiaoqiao.
He brought the babbling dirty-blonde girl to his door, putting ear plugs on, and let her talk about nothing.
Finally, Ling Tong had enough.
"What the hell do you want." Ling Tong snapped bitterly, glaring right through Xiaoqiao, looking right at Gan Ning. "Ahh...wifey-poo finally opened her door. Move aside, woman!" Gan Ning said, pushing Xiaoqiao aside. He walked into Ling Tong's room, closing and locking the door, as Xiaoqiao skipped away.
"Gan Ning!" Ling Tong yelled, shielding his body from his grabby hands. "Oh come on, it's time we finally got to enjoying our marriage!" Ning yelled happily, pushing Ling Tong to the bed.
"No! Get off me!" Ling Tong yelled, throwing Gan Ning to the floor. He picked up his nunchucks, and got ready to fight, when Han Dang burst into the room. Gan Ning screamed at the intrusion, and jumped into Ling Tong's arms. Ling Tong raised an eyebrow and said,"Really now?" "Oh shut up, I was just surprised by that guy...that's all." Ning replied.
Ling Tong threw Gan Ning to the floor, as Han Dang began looking in the room for something. He circled around the room, the two men watched on, completely perplexed, when Ning finally said,"Wait a second, who the hell are you? And what are you doing in here?" The man glared at him, as the blonde's eyes grew wide in fright. "Oh shit..." he muttered.
"Hello! My name is Han Dang! Don't you remember me? We fought together once before!" he yelled. "Ok...ok, whoever you are, you mind leaving my room? We're kinda busy here.." Ling Tong said.
"T-tong..?" Gan Ning asked to himself, when the brunette pushed the man out of his room.
"What are you looking at?" Ling Tong snapped, looking at Gan Ning, who was giving him a confused and dreamy look. "Nothing." Gan Ning said, leaving the room.
For a second, he thought he saw something different in Ling Tong. The way he was so quick to get rid of that guy, the way he said that they were "busy", he thought, maybe he actually did want to spend time with him. But as soon as they were alone, it was the same old Tong.
As Gan Ning slowly walked back to his room, Lu Meng wrestled with Lianshi in the hallway, as Ding Feng tried to pull them apart. Lu Xun couldn't pry his eyes away from each part of skin exposed from Lu Meng with each movement he made.
And Gan Ning ignored it all as he went to bed.