Song Zixin was forced to marry Shun WenCheng the unfortunate 15th son of the emperor because he was blind he could not inherit the throne.
Song Zixin who was the pitiful abandoned and disfigured son of the marquis Song, Song Zixin didn't like his weak unfavorable husband and often bully and fought with him but Shun WenCheng remained faithful and dedicated to the very end.
Song Zixin who wanted the approval of his family killed his husband and later on was humiliated and betrayed by his own family whom he had trusted then died miserably.
Shun WenCheng pauses as he took up the cup then tilt his head upwards as if to look at his wife whom he had not have tea with for a very long time, he was beyond excited when he had suggested them having tea and even now he wasn't unhappy.
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"What is something the matter?" Song Zixin smiled looking at his husband who was holding the tea
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"No I just think the tea fragrance is quite lovely isn't it" he said gently smiled
"Yes it's quite lovely I add a little something to it to make it richer" Song Zixin smirked
Shun WenCheng said nothing more and just hold heartedly without hesitation and drinker the tea in one gulped Song Zixin grinned widely without care since their was no need to hide his expression.
Shun WenCheng put down then tea then
"The tea was great I'm glad that this was with you" he said
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"I'm very glad as well"
Shun WenCheng soon got up as Song Zixin looked at him.
"Where are you going?" He asked bitterly
Shun WenCheng kept his smile and replied gently.
"I'm not feeling well I don't want you to see me in an unsightly manner it'll be displeasing to the eyes" Shun WenCheng said
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"And how will you know that?" Song Zixin asked rudely.
Still Shun WenCheng's smiled didn't falter in the least and just nod and went on his way.
"The 15th prince is dead his been poisoned"
Song Zixin didn't feel any remorse for the death of his husband after he wasn't true family his father was his father was his family there's no need to care about someone like him.
"I begged your forgiveness your imperial majesty but it's him that ugly bitch!" The marquis Song yelled on his knees
"W-what father you tol-"
"Shut up!"
The emperor kicked him angrily.
"My brother what did my brother ever do to you for him to die like that"
"I-I father!" Song Zixin yelled
But the marquis didn't bother to spare him second glance.
"Sisters! Brothers!"
Song Zixin was betrayed he then looked at the man who looked down at him with hateful eyes.
"Y-your imperial majesty!"
"I'll kill you I'll make sure you suffer 10 folds I'll avenge my brother you hateful bitch"
The emperor was grieved his brother loved bitch but looked at how he died having his internal organs melted slowly by poison all to have tea with this ugly bitch.
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The emperor kicked Song Zixin in the face resulting in the mask he wore that covered half his face to fall off everyone was in awe even the emperor himself.
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But soon the emperor regained his senses his hate was for stronger than this person's face.
"Drag him out have him raped and tortured then turn him into a slave have him beg for death" he orders.
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If his brother was here he'd strongly object and maybe even fight him but he isn't and now he can make the bitch suffer for all the pain he put his brother through he knew this was orchestrated by the marquis and he'll deal with them later but all his hate was mostly aimed Song Zixin.
Still stunned by betrayal Song Zixin was dragged to the dungeon where he was tortured and violated every day by different men, women all of the above he had never done it with Shun WenCheng but now he was in pain.
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He was treated gently with care by him but now he was treated no less than an object.
He was given delicious food and high quality meals now he barely got anything to eat and often tried to catch rats and eat them raw just to stop the hunger.
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He was given good clothes and expensive jewelry he was always kept warm in the winter and cool in the summer now all there was on him was clothes that didn't keep him warm in winter he'd often suffer from froze bites and his sweat would sore his delicate skin in the summer.
Song Zixin now realize what he had lost and how he had done it himself he hated the marquis and his family and if there was another life he'd get revenge.
Soon a teardrop falls from his eyes as he misses Shun WenCheng and wish he could do right by him.
Song Zixin jumped out of his bed in cloud sweat terrified he tried to collect his senses before looking around wasn't this room familiar the bed too it's been so long since he felt this warm in bed.
Song Zixin got up looking around is this a dream when he was in the dungeon he often dreamt and reminisced about his time and his small days with Shun WenCheng has the heavens given him a second chance.
Song Zixin spared no time and get off the bed then walked out the room startling the servants outside they all whispered to each other as they saw him they saw that he had an upset look on his face will he now go and disturb his highness.
Song Zixin didn't care for their gossips then looked at a servant
"Where is Shun WenCheng?" He asked in a serious tone
The servant bowed and said
"His highness is in the jade garden your ladyship"
Song Zixin should have known Shun WenCheng loved to stay in that garden and most of his time was spent there but he didn't care enough to know in his past life.
It was when he was in prison that he came to realize how much of a good and lovely person Shun WenCheng was and now all he feels towards his past self was hatred for not realizing what he had if he could he'd slap the past him.
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Song Zixin who was on the way to the garden stop in his tracks upon witnessing the unparalleled beauty of Shun WenCheng no prince could compare to him but the sad reality was that he couldn't see so he was naturally unfavored by his father the current emperor.
Song Zixin could guess this was around the first year of their marriage since his room was naturally smaller than the one he'd have a few years in the future, around this time Song Zixin's bullying wasn't as extras the future ones these were just minor complains and mockery.
"Shun WenCheng" Song Zixin said awkwardly
His never tried to be polite with Shun WenCheng so he didn't really know how to approach him.
Shun WenCheng just simply turn his head to his direction smiling gently
"Have you rest enough?" He asked
Song Zixin walked up to him and sat at other side infront him this seemed to surprise Shun WenCheng despite not seeing his actions.
"Yes I have" he answered politely
Shun WenCheng felt worried Song Zixin was never really polite to him and he didn't mind but now his behaving politely has the servants said something he told them not to had they not listen and threatened Song Zixin.
"Is something the matter?"
"No"
The air was filled with silence soon after then Song Zixin looked at the table before them and saw tea he smiled then poured himself some.
"Ah what type of tea is this?" He asked trying to start a conversation
"Assam" he answered
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Song Zixin liked the rich aroma of the tea he then smiled and took a sip.
"It's delicious" Song Zixin said
The tea was indeed tasty that Song Zixin felt it was a shame to drink it all Song Zixin looked at the pot then at Shun WenCheng's cup that was empty.
Song Zixin took the pot and gently pour some in his cup again his actions surprised Shun WenCheng but he didn't say anything.
"Now we drink" Song Zixin smiled
Shun WenCheng nods then took up the cup and both drink peacefully.
That was the first ever peaceful moment between Song Zixin and Shun WenCheng and it wasn't bad at all Shun WenCheng was as easy going as expected he was such a kind person someone who was gentle as a swan.
Song Zixin this time will not give his all to his father and he no longer consider marquis Song his father if he could do this to him without a regret then don't blame him for abandoning him Shun WenCheng was his family now and no one else.
Shun WenCheng was the 15th son of the emperor and was unfavorable in his eyes a year ago the emperor gave an imperial edict to have the famed ugly son (Song Zixin) to marry his blind unfavorable child Shun WenCheng.
Shun WenCheng didn't mind and except the marriage without complaints but the same cannot be said for Song Zixin the abandon son of the marquis Song, Song Zixin had fight wailed to not go one with this marriage but it was useless and he was drugged and force off to marry Shun WenCheng.
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Now Song Zixin was reborn this time he'll replay back Shun WenCheng's kindness and devotion to him so what if he was unfavored and blind he was the ugly abandon son of the marquis.
Song Zixin had no one other than Shun WenCheng after all his own family betrayed him he'll make sure to make them pay but first he needs to fix his relationship with Shun WenCheng and help Shun HuiLi.
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Shun HuiLi is the 8th prince and Shun WenCheng's older brother not to mention the future emperor and his killer.
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Song Zixin walked out the room after changing into new set of clothes then walked over to the slight elder age woman.
"Shu Li where is Shun WenCheng?"
The elder lady bowed in respect and said politely.
"His highness is in the dinning room eating dinner"
Song Zixin was relieved then nod he didn't want to disturb Shun WenCheng if he was in his quarters but thank God he was in the dinning room.
Song Zixin smiled as he looked at Shun WenCheng who was in the dinning room sitting patiently on the mat.
It lead him to wonder was Shun WenCheng waiting for him how long has he been doing this why didn't he notice.
"Sorry I'm late" he said walking in
Shun WenCheng smiled remained he didn't tell Song Zixin to come but it seems he came off his own.
"Hm it wasn't long"
Shun WenCheng didn't touch his food as if his waiting on something then Song Zixin suddenly picked up the chop sticks and bowls with rice taking his first bite.
Shun WenCheng took up his rice and chop sticks then gently it, it's funny how Shun WenCheng is the blind one and he has way more equate skills than anyone Song Zixin knew.
Song Zixin had bad table manners which led many to despise him and though when eating his chews was loud and very unappealing Shun WenCheng never complained.
This time Song Zixin made an effort to eat with more decency Shun WenCheng put down the bowl with rice and picked up the fish with his chop sticks the food on the dinning table was vast and plenty it almost made Song Zixin wonder if Shun WenCheng was truly a disliked son.
"Eat more rice alone isn't enough"
Shun WenCheng pushed a bowl with fish over to him how did Shun WenCheng knew he was in this direction Song Zixin nods obediently.
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Song Zixin put down the bowl and took up the one with the fish the used his chop sticks to take a piece then smiled and put it at his mouth.
"You should eat too your too fragile I'm way more fit and healthier" Song Zixin laughed
Shun WenCheng nods then took the bite of the small fish from the chopsticks Song Zixin smiled.
The servants around them was very suspicious by Song Zixin they knew he didn't like their master and often bully him but the master told them to do nothing even though they wanted to beat the bastard so bad.
They were very suspicious of his knew behavior and was watching him closely wondering what he'll do.
"Your highness I had a great time"
Shun WenCheng nods Song Zixin instead of abandoning and betraying this time he'll stand by Shun WenCheng just as he stand by him.
Shun WenCheng was in his room playing his zither thinking about his day with Song Zixin soon the rhythm of the zither became even more gentle and smooth Shun WenCheng was in a very good mood.
Song Zixin was now looking inside the mirror at his mask that covered half his face as a child his mother told him never to take it off and he never did.
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The reason being so was because of his half siblings they had burned his bad leaving an ugly scar over his face which made him look hideous and his mother who felt pity on him gave him this mask to hide the hideous burned mark over his face.
He will make sure marquis Song pays he hates them so now he must try and get along with everyone.
Song Zixin got up to look around the place back in his past life he had never liked this place and always complained this palace was name Hémù de jiātíng now that he thought about it he never put in the name and he had disrespected the name of the palace.
"Do you need something master" Shu Li said
"No I was just looking around"
"Would you mind I escort you?" She said politely
Song Zixin nod Shu Li was one of the people who didn't defend him during Song Zixin's prosecution instead she looked away with cold indifference although he couldn't blame her unlike his family later on Song Zixin heard a guard saying that all of the servants of the 15th prince killed themselves following their master.
Song Zixin could only cry in regret for what he had done so no he held no grudges against the servants and hopes to get along with them.
"Over here is where his highness enjoys playing music"
"Play music? Shun WenCheng plays music" he asked.
"Yes his highness enjoys various instruments but his 2 favorites are the guqin and flute did hope he can play it for you but I'm sure you-"
"I want to hear"
Shu Li was surprised up for a year this man had shut himself in the room not wanting to talk or see any body he was even more so hostile with her master.
"I'm sorry young master but his highness is not present at the moment" she said
"Shun WenCheng is absent?"
"Yes he had something to do he'll be back by the evening" she said
"I see"
Song Zixin continues as Shu Li guides him and after along day touring this long complicated palace Song Zixin was exhausted.
"Shu Li I'm impressed you remember so much things how do you do" he said tired
Shu Li place the cup with water on the table
"Drink up master"
Shu Li clapped her hand.
"Prepare dinner for the master"
"Wait Shun WenCheng is not back yet"
"He'll be back soon" she said
Song Zixin nods.
Later Shun WenCheng had just returned and was now stepping out the palace.
"BoJing your still angry" he said
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"Ofcourse my anger will never be ceased that bastard dare treat master like this let me kill him" Bojing complains
"Bojing no it'll be over as long as you are patient enough" he said
The bigger man snorts looking away.
"Where is that wife of yours?" he said annoyed
"His probably resting he must be tired" Shun WenCheng said smiling
"Tired doing what?! All he does is lay around and shut himself away he won't even warm your bed" Bojing said
"Now now Bojing please do not insult him he just needs rest" he said.
Shun WenCheng was a gentle soul to all who works for him and all his servants had undying loyalty towards even if the emperor hated him Bojing was was referred to as Shun WenCheng's eyes.
"Shun WenCheng"
Bojing looked at the entrance to see Song Zixin smiling happily at Shun WenCheng.
"Bojing is that really"
"Song Zixin what are you doing up there come down and greet your husband properly" Bojing said annoyed.
"Bojing"
Song Zixin was startled for a moment then he hopped down the stairs he walked up to Shun WenCheng smiling then held his hands.
"Welcome Shun WenCheng" he grinned
"That's not how you greet your husband"
"It's not?" Song Zixin said awkwardly
"Bojing" Shun WenCheng said in distress
"Hmp" Bojing said nothing and just folded his arm and closed his eyes very angrily.
Song Zixin never learned equate and it was so bad that eating with a chopstick was proven rather difficult after all he was used to eating with hands yesterday was a pain in the ass to eat with chopsticks.
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Bojing who was watching Song Zixin snickers as he watched Song Zixin struggles with the chopsticks.
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"Bojing what's so funny" Shun WenCheng asked
"Oh nothing no need to worry your highness"
Song Zixin put down the chopsticks feeling ashamed Shun WenCheng turned his head up.
"Do you not like the food"
"No its fine" he said honestly
"Then why don't you eat?"
"I am eat"
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"... Xin'er don't lie"
Song Zixin blushed that's the first time someone called him like that since his mother died he pouts then picked back the brush Shun WenCheng smiled the Bojing rolled his eyes.
After hearing Shun WenCheng called him like that Song Zixin swallow his shame and fight his way with the chopsticks.
After dinner Song Zixin went to find Shu Li.
"Young Master?"
"Shu Li ca-an you teach me etiquette ~please" he said slowly and gently
Shu Li looked at him who looked embarrassed she nods not saying anything more he smiled in relief.
The next day Shu Li and Song Zixin was in a room Shu Li placed a lot of books infront of him Song Zixin scratch his cheeks nervously.
"Um... Shu Li..." she looks at him "I don't know... how to read" he said holding his head down.
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Shu Li's eyes widen no wonder he didn't want to come out even toddlers has better education than him for him not to know basic knowledge was bad.
"Ah I see"
She sit infront him.
"First thing when sitting down your posture should be like this" she demonstrate,
"But won't my knees hurt?"
She nods then get up fixing him properly.
"As the wife of the prince you should not bring shame to his highness so there'l be a lot you'd be enduring one of them being you shouldn't hold you head down walk with pride," she said strictly. "I wont be going easy on you I should have you know"
He nods in agreement.
Later on Song Zixin was walking using the walls as boosters his legs crammed and was wobbly Shun WenCheng who was walking with Bojing suddenly heard him erupted in laughter making Song Zixin very embarrassed.
"Bojing your too loud"
"Sorry sorry your highness there is just something I found very funny" Bojing said
"Zixin what is Bojing laughing at?" Shun WenCheng asked.
How did he know he was here he didn't even say anything he was really quiet too.
"N-nothing" he stammered embarrassed
Shun WenCheng tilt his head then smiled
"Okay can we go have tea now?" He asked politely
Song Zixin cried invisible tears his legs where numb but he couldn't refuse his husband and with great reluctance he stared at Bojing and lip spoke.
"H-E-L-P M-E"
Bojing looked away Song Zixin frowns pitifully then just suck it up and try to stand he quickly walked up to Shun WenCheng but was about to fall when he caught him.
"Are you tired of walking do you want me to carry you"
Song Zixin blushed embarrassed then mutters.
"Y-yes"
Shun WenCheng smiled then lifted up Shun WenCheng in his arms which startled him, Bojing glared at him angrily but Song Zixin just stick out his tongue at him.
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Song Zixin wrapped his arms around Shun WenCheng and close his eyes.
Shu Li was serving Shun WenCheng as he took a sip of the tea.
"Shu Li you have been teaching Xin'er haven't you" he said gently
"Yes he told me not to let you know anything" he said
"Hm Xin'er can be so cute at times I which I could see what he looks could you give me a distribution?" Shun WenCheng said " I asked Bojing but he just kept on saying he was ugly I don't care that his ugly I just want to know his description" Shun WenCheng said.
"The master is 2 inches shorter than you he has long soft brown hair beautiful brown eyes that seemed red on the another angle soft pink lips he has dainty hands but has callous, he wears a silver mask on the right side of his face he loves to keep his hair into a ponytail" she said.
Because the prince cannot see everyone in the palace often pays attention to the smallest detail Shu Li continues.
"The younger master is very cute your highness appearances along is not what makes a person beautiful, I think the master is lovely" Shu Li said
"Shu Li thank you"
"There's no need your highness"
"And Shu Li"
"Hmm?"
"Please go easy on Xin'er"
Song Zixin just finished his homework now he can continue his painting Song Zixin cut the silver threads then placed it on the cloth gently and precisely.
He grinned as he looked at the painting the he hid it for a while then took up the scroll with homework.
"Shu Li I'm finished" he grinned
Shu Li grinned indeed the master was cute.
In the palace of Tang the emperor was having a meeting with all his 46 sons.
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"There is going to be a tournament held against Xing empire whoever comes first first will be rewarded with 200 golden bars and an army of 1000 soldiers"
The princes whispered amongst themselves but none spoke to Shun WenCheng soon he put up hand,the emperor snared at him.
"What?"
"I'd like to sit this one out father" he said
"Do you have much of a choice Hmp,"
All the princes laughed except 5.
Shun WenCheng was hated by the emperor because his mother was his favorite concubine and his moonlight, but when the emperor heard the concubine died giving birth to Shun WenCheng.
During his birth the heavens roared the was a thunder storm that was too unnatural, and then there was the fact he was born blind so Ofcourse he deemed this child the killer and even after 28 years he still didn't stop hating Shun WenCheng.
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After the prince left so bumped purposely into Shun WenCheng.
"Watch it blindy" the 19th prince said
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WenCheng didn't apologize and walked off.
"Returning to the ugly bitch eh? What a perfect couple an ugly bitch and a blind bastard " he laughed
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WenCheng paused then turned slightly opening on eye.
The 19th prince felt chills down his spine as he looked into the white iris of the 15th prince he felt like he has been marked for death and so WenCheng turned around and walked away making the 19th prince fell to his knees.
While he entered the sedan he said
"Lu killed the bug"
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Something shift in the shadows as he faces up with eyes closed.
"Bojing can you help me by a gift for Xin'er" he smiled softly
"Hmm"
"Could you believe they still tried to poison my tea foolish truly"
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"The tournament"
"Right, I want 6 ants to disappear after all only my puppet can survive"
There will be a tournament soon and that day 6 princes died, he did go to the tournament but kept his head down for most of it because he was ashamed and upset by the fact his husband was blind and was hated.
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Shu Li put a book infront of Song Zixin, he was wondering what type of book this was he was practicing very hard to learn so he can be a good wife to Shun WenCheng.
As Song Zixin opens the the book the brush drops from his mouth and immediately begins to blush.
"S-shu Li!" He stutters
Shu Li only nods and skip the page to a more detailed part.
"Because of his highness's lack of sights it's best you study what to do so when the time comes there shall be no issues with the"
Shu Li made a circle gesture with her right index and thumb then put her left index finger through.
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Immediately his nose started to bleed as he thinks of not for children images, soon a maid come rushing in.
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"His highness is here" she said
Song Zixin immediately got up forgetting to wipe the blood then immediately went to the entrance and bowed.
"Welcome husband"
Shun WenCheng eyebrows furrowed.
"Xin'er is something wrong?" He asked
Immediately Song Zixin hearts started to beat faster than a Humming bird's.
*sniff*
*sniff*
"Xin'er who hurt you?"
Suddenly Song Zixin felt a crushing and terrifying pressure for worse than his previous life when he faced the emperor.
Song Zixin immediately jumped to protect Shun WenCheng.
"Ah-Cheng hide!" He yelled
The prince was confused, Song Zixin felt like there may be an assassin around to kill his highness.
"Bojing! Check the area I think it's dangerous" Song Zixin said serious
"Huh?"
"Didn't you feel that as a martial arts master you should?!" Song Zixin yelled
Of course Bojing felt it his even use to it but what confused him was this Moran infront of him hugging his master.
"Of course I felt it we are no-"
"Bojing do as Xin'er said" Shun WenCheng commands softly
Bojing felt annoyed as he looked at his master who was acting like a puppy, he could see the cute baby like expression on his face while the idiot was protecting him like a fierce cat.
With great reluctance he went to look for the none existant assassin, infuriating.
Song Zixin was really scared to death right now but he will protect, Shun WenCheng he has to he owes him everything he feared loosing.
Shun WenCheng frowns he didn't like the fact that Song Zixin was scared he really needs to control himself.
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"Xin'er it'll be okay alright Bojing is a master of External Qi a master martial arts"
Song Zixin wasn't convinced what kind of master couldn't tell when killing intent was being thrown at them, useless all his good for is throwing insults and mean stares he was lucky he was close to Shun WenCheng.
"We must get inside so we can be safer" Song Zixin said warily
"But first, why are you bleeding?" Shun WenCheng asked
"Huh?"
Song Zixin was again stunned how did Shun WenCheng knew he was bleeding could it be?, no way he often test it out in his past life, Shun WenCheng can't see.
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"Xin'er"
"Ah, it's just a simple nose bleed nothing serious"
"Why would you nose be bleeding"
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Shun WenCheng was clearly worried about him he looked away nervously and clearly ashamed.
"Nothing" he whispered shyly
Shun WenCheng was upset he will asked Shu Li if anyone dares bully Song Zixin they will pay witn their dear lives.
Shun WenCheng was outside playing his zither, the moon shone brightly on the lake reflecting it's beauty.
But nothing could compare to the beauty of his highness Shun WenCheng, Shun WenCheng gently pulled the strings of the Zither and with each string he pulled the lake settled as if it was in sync with it's beautiful harmony.
From a distance apart a slight unnotice shuffle in the shadows, so was the there a second.
Song Zixin who wanted to have a late night walk saw Shun WenCheng with in the garden under the pergola at the center of the lake.
Shun WenCheng in his direction as Song Zixin approaches.
"Should you not be sleeping?" Shun WenCheng asked
Song Zixin pouts for a moment then smiled once more.
"I should say the say for you" song Zixin interjects,
Shun WenCheng then gently rest his hand on the strings then, gestures him to sit.
Song Zixin smiled then sit on the other side and pour himself tea he saw than Shun WenCheng's cup was empty so he pour some into his.
"There you go tea for you"
"That's very kind of you"
Shun WenCheng didn't move forward to the tea and stayed there spacing out for moments.
"C-Cheng'er"
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Shun WenCheng tilts his head up a bit surprised,
"What did you say?" He asked gently
Song Zixin blushed then looked away.
"Nothing"
Shun WenCheng raised his hand up and touched Song Zixin's face, he trace his hand across it.
"So you do wear a mask why?"
"My mom said my looks will cause conflicts as a child my half sister threw hot water upon my face burning it and ugly scar came over it, it's disgusting"
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Shun WenCheng smiled.
"It doesn't matter to me" Shun WenCheng said "what matters is here"
Shun WenCheng touched Song WenCheng's chest Song Zixin blushed even more and bit his lower lip.
"But I'm not a good person" Song Zixin said, "I could kill you for my own benefits aren't you scared?" Song Zixin asked.
"If my wife wants to kill me then only my wife is allowed to kill me" Shun WenCheng smiled solemnly
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"Don't make serious jokes like that" Song Zixin said
The area went quiet for a moment, then Shun WenCheng touched the Zither's strings.
"Do you mind?"
"No infact I looked forward to it I hear your amazing" Song Zixin said,
"Yes, I do it as an hobby and sometimes to kill pesky insects"
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Song Zixin didn't get it.
"You shouldn't use instruments for that it's disrespectful" Song Zixin scolds him.
"Ah, wife is right bugs aren't worthy enough" shun WenCheng laughed.
Song didn't notice the horrors that lies within the blushes of the garden, soon Shun WenCheng started to play soon song Zixin's eyes became very tired.
The lake water began to turn blood and more sound rustled beyond the bushes.
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"This song is so ... peaceful"
Shun WenCheng smiled then paused he then made a violent pluck of the string.
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Blood gashed from the bushes and the lake soon die red, Shun WenCheng got up then threw the Zither into the lake and picked up his beloved wife within my arms.
"Sleep well my love don't let these bugs taint your eyes" Shun WenCheng didn't spare a second glass at the massacre that took place, "Bojing"
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Bojing popped out the shadows
"Clean this mess by the morning and don't disturb the slumber of my beloved"
Bojing nods.
Shun WenCheng carried song Zixin to his room then rest beside him.
"You may not like me my beloved but I'm this selfish"
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Shun WenCheng had Song Zixin wrapped tenderly within in his arms.
Song Zixin got on the sedan with Shun WenCheng today they were going to Cheng city, well Shun WenCheng was going alone but he asked if he could come and he didn't reject.
In his previous life Shun WenCheng had spend a month here, previously this was one of the poorest cities in this empire and when war struck it was extremely beat now and the people were on the brink of committing cannibalism. Until the general Zhu now this city was one of the most beautiful cities in the empire.
"So what's Cheng city like?" He asked excited.
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"It's very noisy, but it's know for it's great taste in music" Shun WenCheng said, "I like it here during festivals you should come during that time" he smiled at song Zixin.
Song Zixin nods excited he looks through the carriage window. The city was crowded and chatty.
Finally they reached the Zhu mansion.
"Your highness and his highness's wife welcome"
The servants greets them respectfully as WangZhu and his Wangfei greets them at the entrance.
The Wangfei rolls his eyes with boredom. Wangzhu stand up then looked at song Zixin. He didn't say anything.
They escorted them to their room.
"This room is so spacious huge and refreshing looked their is even a zither for you" song Zixin smelled the air it was nice.
Everything about this room was relaxing, for a blind and unwanted prince it sure was a wonderful place.
Now that he thinks about it it smells a lot like Shun WenCheng.
"Do you come here often?"
"From time to time"
"Oh there is only one bed" song Zixin said
He blushed will he sleep in the same bed as Shun WenCheng his heart beat slows down softly imagining it. He looked at Shun WenCheng who sat at the zither testing it.
For a blind man his movements are pretty natural, his never seen him stumbled or hit a wall, even he who could see hits into a wall from time to time.
"Hmm"
Song Zixin watched as Shun WenCheng's face distorted upset.
"Your highness?"
"The zither, it's tempered with"
"Hmm?"
"The sound it's off"
"I'll go inquire the Wangfei about it wait a moment" song Zixin ran out
"Xin'er wai-"
It's already too late song Zixin was already gone.
WangZhu was in the room with his wangfei.
"Fan Ru what ever you do don't upset his highness or his wife"
"Why? Isn't the he just a blind and ugly bi-"
Before he could continue WangZhu covered his mouth.
"Mind your words"
WangZhu had a panic expression hoping his highness didn't hear this. WangZhu knows that his highness's keen senses are otherworldly especially since a master- no a God of Qi.
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His requested that the servants be quiet as possible any disrespect or anything they shall be killed. Suddenly the tense air was broken by a knock at the door.
"My lord his highness's wife request your presence"
"Really? What for?"
"Something apparently is wrong with his highness's zither"
WangZhu looked at his wife.
"What did you do?"
The Wangfei smiled arrogantly nothing much, "I just made a slight tinkering with the strings so it can spicy up his song".
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The color flushed from WangZhu face.
Shun WenCheng slightly pulled the strings it the string plucked out of place and flew in the air cutting the palm of the prince.
The blood drips on the zither.
"Ah, if Xin'er was here and next to me wouldn't this have harm him. Lu?" Shun WenCheng's voice was calm as a settle lake but held great hostility behind them.
"Yes your highness"
"The Wangfei what is it?"
The prince's way of speaking was cold calm and very different from the gently persona he spoke to song Zixin with.
"Fan Ru. Your highness his the recently chosen wangfei of wangzhu before he was a timid person until he became greedy" Lu said bowing.
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"This was before or after the baby in it's stomach came to be"
"Baby?"
"I see, you may go"
Lu disappeared in the shadows Shun WenCheng plucked out the string then use his blood and rubbed it on it. He hid the string inside his sleeves and started playing with the missing string.
WangZhu was in panic of what his Wangfei has done his hoping he could be forgiven.
WangZhu hurried to the wife of the prince not to keep the wife waiting.
Song Zixin was surprised that he didn't wait long with Shun WenCheng being the blind prince he expected some rudeness, the general bowed politely and seemed genuine with his actions.
"Sorry for the wait"
"It wasn't long" Song Zixin said awkwardly.
"I've heard about his highness's zither I shall get a better and new improved instrument" he said solemnly.
"If so-" he blushed lightly "I'd like to choose the type for his highness" he said tapping his fingers together.
WangZhu looked at him for a while then nods.
"I shall have the best servants aide" he said sternly.
"UNFAIR! This is injustice you'd aide another man's wife but not your own!" The Wangfei yelled barging in
WangZhu was shocked by his Wangfei rude behavior he was getting more dare each day.
Song Zixin frowns feeling a bit offended at this Wangfei who interrupts the conversation, but he was a change person he will ignore it.
"WangZhu you seemed to busy with your Wangfei I shall leave you" Song Zixin said politely.
Song Zixin got up to leave but the Wangfei stopped him pushing him back.
"Wangfei I haven't offended you why did you offend me?" He asked
"You offend me aren't you shameless trying to steal my husband you ugly bitch!"
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"Stop! Stop! Leave!" WangZhu roared at the Wangfei
Instead of leaving he got even angrier.
"Are you really interested in that ugly bitch!"
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'For Shun WenCheng for Shun WenCheng'
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Song Zixin repeated within his mind to calm himself from hitting this person.
"His married Wangfei!" WangZhu shouted
"So you want a married man now?!"
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WangZhu didn't know his delicate wife would be stubborn and unreasonable if he continues he might have both their heads rolling or worse.
WangZhu looked at Song Zixin who's mood and facial expression was becoming more upset by the second.
"Wangfei leave if you don't feel my wrath" he glared down upon the Wangfei.
"You- urgh! This your fault bitch!"
He grabbed Song Zixin by the hair startled him.
"Y-you dare!"
The little patient was then thrown to the wind as he attacked head on grabbing the Wangfei hair and the two end up in a cat fight. WangZhu dragged Song Zixin off his Wangfei who now was being tended to by the maids after being slapped and scratched by Song Zixin.
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"Let go off me! You want to fight let's fight bitch!" Song Zixin yelled
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Since his hands wasn't in reach he used his foot taking the last opportunity to kick the Wangfei.
"Poi! You thing you can bully this laozi hmp! I'll spit on your ancestors grave Ba! Dare me Ba!" He yelled struggling.
WangZhu felt a strong chilling presence behind him as the hair on his neck stand on end, he turned to witness Shun WenCheng standing their still as a statue.
WangZhu gulped swallowing his dry saliva, as Song Zixin felt WangZhu relaxed he looked up then looked down the hall and blushed embarrassed.
"Y-your highness!"
Shun WenCheng smiled softly.
"Xin'er I was searching for you, you ran off so suddenly" he said softly
WangZhu released him Song Zixin relaxed his arms then smiled running up to Shun WenCheng.
"Let us return we resolved the matter, don't worry" he smiled
His hair was messy and his cheek was slightly swollen but he won the fight so nothing else matters really.
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"Yes your huffing so much you, did you run too much?" He asked caressing his swollen cheeks.
"Ouch" Song Zixin slightly hissed "I'm alright just a small exercise"
Song Zixin didn't notice the darkness of Shun WenCheng but just as it appeared ur was hidden.
"Well let's get you washed up and then we have dinner"
Song Zixin then notice his palm
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" He exclaimed
"The string just slightly cut my hand" he answered calmly
"Slightly how dare it?!"
Song Zixin notice something for a prince whom can barely do anything his hands sure was rough though it didn't matter plus they were big too.
Chapter 11
Song Zixin returned to the room with Shun WenCheng, he wanted to ask for medicine to rub against his aching face but he didn't want to worry his caring husband.
"Your highness let's get medicine for your hand" Song Zixin said.
It was true, he wanted medicine for his hand his(SZ) injuries where minor but Shun WenCheng's hand could get infected. Though his hands where rough Shun WenCheng was weak and harmless he could die.
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(A/n: you poor sweet thing)
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"Xin'er it's fine" he said "I've already asked the servant to bring it" Shun WenCheng said gently
He gently touched his face it wasn't the swollen cheek he was carefully avoiding that, he randomly traced his hand across Song Zixin's face. Song Zixin thought because he couldn't see maybe it was his way of seeing.
Song Zixin looked at Shun WenCheng blushing as he felt his rough hand tracing across his face gently, because of the roughness of the surface it felt ticklish as it brush across his skin causing him to let out small giggles.
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Shun WenCheng was marveled by how ticklish Song Zixin was and can't help but smiled, their intimate interaction was soon disturbed by the knocking on the door.
"Your highness" a servant said out loud, disturbing their intimate moment.
Song Zixin blushed embarrass, he was giggling like a child. Shun WenCheng didn't feel peaceful at being disturbed, he was checking for additional injuries done onto Song Zixin along with taking advantage at the soft Humming sound of his laughter.
"Come in" he said in an almost cold tone but retracted it when he remembered Song Zixin was here.
The servant came in bowing while holding up the medicine that was on a tray, shun WenCheng soon turned to Song Zixin gesturing for him to handle the tonic and medicine.
Song Zixin nods determined then took the medicine as Shun WenCheng dismisses the servant. The couple were once again alone, Song Zixin was gentle cleaning the cut with a wet cloth.
Song Zixin looked up at Shun WenCheng who didn't so much as flinched at his sloppy way of cleaning the cut, he thought he'd hear some hiss and see some flinching but he has yet to move. If it where him in the past he'd totally test Shun WenCheng's patience by pressing harder on the wound but instead he only got gentler.
"Tell me if it hurts" Song Zixin said
Though he can't depend on that since Shun WenCheng was one to remain silent even when in extreme pain. Song Zixin sighed he wish he had a way to make him talk, then he remembered Shu Li telling him something though he was very embarrassed and think it will never work.
"If your good and tell me if it hurts then I give you a reward" Song Zixin said winking.
"Is that so?, what is it?"
"Hehe, a kiss" song Zixin although sounds chillax he was very nervous and embarrassed by his own words.
His face was beat red from the shameful persona he just displayed. He draws the bandage earning Shun WenCheng to hissed
"Huh?"
Song looked up seeing Shun WenCheng didn't frown but hissed. He draws.
"Too tight" Shun WenCheng hissed
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Song Zixin blushed, he can't ignore it it was his words. Shun WenCheng wanted to smile at teasing Song Zixin then gently leans in further.
"It really does hurt, Xin'er" he said frowning
Song Zixin lips trembled looking at Shun WenCheng with half his face beat red.
Song Zixin was in a bit of panic. Shun WenCheng's face was closed to his, Song Zixin was nervous he said what he said but he thought Shun WenCheng would still play stubborn. Song Zixin didn't want to come off as a liar but he was nervous.
"Xin'er" ShunWenCheng's tone was low and gentle but it was laced with seductiveness.
This tone had send shivers down Song Zixin spine. Shun WenCheng naturally spoke in a low gentle like Humming tone, his voice was something that people naturally appealed to and would love. But Shun WenCheng unless with Song Zixin was a man of few words and detested unnecessary chattering.
Song Zixin breathe as he looks at the lips of his husband who patiently waits for him. Was it a coincidence?, No way Shun WenCheng would be this shameless right?. Yeah it was merely a coincidence, Song Zixin told himself.
Song Zixin keeping sticking to his words slowly leans in with heart racing. Song Zixin slowly opens his eyes as soon as he felt his lips touched a pair soft warm ones, soon he heard a "hmp" sound and wondered why.
As he was about to pull apart from the light kiss Shun WenCheng held his chin gently, he pressed his lips closer on to Song Zixin then used the injured hand to move away the bothersome hair that was tickling him.
Song Zixin mind went blank when he felt Shun WenCheng's tongue traces inside his mouth. The kiss was heated as his lift his hands off the floor and held on to Shun WenCheng shoulders, Shun WenCheng pinned Song Zixin down a bit then used his injured hand to support Song Zixin's back as the bandage came loose.
After what felt like forever kissing Shun WenCheng finally released the lips of Song Zixin then smiled, he gently moved Song Zixin's ear and whispered in a low hoarse tone.
"It doesn't hurt anymore"
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At those words Song Zixin jumped from his dazed and flushed embarrassed, he didn't know what to say are do this was his first kiss that he didn't feel repulsed by. And also the first kiss from his husband he didn't know what to say or do he could only remained silent.
Shun WenCheng could only hear the heavy beating of Song Zixin's heart or maybe it was his own for the first time in his life he couldn't differentiate the sounds of something.
He thought he'd just obediently let his Xin'er wrapped his hand with care and gentleness but when his Xin'er made that proposal his heart leaped in excitement and the words and everything went on a flow.
This was Shun WenCheng's first kiss and he loved it especially with his Xin'er who was probably shy right now.
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He open his eyes gently but was stricken by an ink of sadness, he could only hide his emotion within his heart. He leans forward once more tracing a kiss on his cheek.
"Stay well, okay Xin'er okay?" He said
Song Zixin was confused and tilts his head looking at Shun WenCheng. After finishing bandaging his hand it was time to shower Song Zixin had the servants prepared the large bath to bathe Shun WenCheng in, Shun WenCheng is blind he needs help in this field after all.
Song Zixin was nervous and was trying his best to keep a steady heart and mind, Shun WenCheng could only chuckled softly at Zixin embarrassment then Song Zixin blushed red.
"Xin'er maybe you shouldn't do this"
"No, no its okay I shall bathe you"
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Shun WenCheng could only lean back and let his wife do as he pleases to him, after all he belonged to his wife. To WenCheng only Song Zixin is allowed to treat him as he pleases anyone else would be courting death.
Song Zixin gently placed the rag on Shun WenCheng's broad muscular back and gently rubbed it another strange anomaly, why was Shun WenCheng's body so "fit".
The scars he can understand he was probably bullied a lot but muscles?. Running wouldn't be dangerous for him or lifting weights this just seems strange.
Song Zixin then moved to the shoulders of Shun WenCheng, he cleaned over at his chest his hands always remain at the upper torso of Shun WenCheng.
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"Um there" Song Zixin said
Song Zixin face was all flustered and shy, how dare he try to bathe down dare?!, he didn't even bother to look?!. Then Song Zixin realized they haven't consummate their wedding night, Shu Li had made it abundantly clear that he will have to lead the matter despite being the bottom but his too nervous to ask or say anything.
Shun Wen Cheng on the other hand simply held Song Zixin's wrist.
"Xin'er, I shall take it from here" he smiled
Song Zixin snapped out his impudent thoughts and blush.
"O-okay" he stammered gently
After taking a bath, Song Zixin had the servants refilled it so he could take his turn but before that he must help Shun Wen Cheng put on his clothes, and just as he was about to 'help him'. Song Zixin was awe struck when he saw Shun Wen Cheng formally putting on his clothes as if was expected, Song Zixin was both impressed and bit disappointed but he simply went back to the bathroom.
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Song Zixin was in the bathe he looked at his reflection rippling in the water, he remembered the day when he was young he was around 8 at the time and he woke up to see the mask placed on his face and his mother told him to never take it off.
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The thing is he didn't remember anything about what happened that day or the year but he doesn't want to preach on it.
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After a bath he put on some comfortable sleeping clothes, and again Song Zixin can't help but wonder... Shun Wen Cheng was an abandoned and disliked prince he doesn't have many people to depend upon. How is it he was able to pay for these clothes they were comfortable and they looked expensive.
Song Zixin wasn't really aware much of the price maybe they weren't as expensive as they looked, he was raised in poor conditions he doesn't remember what his mother looked like it was many years for him over 20 years in his past life he was 28 when he died he had married Shun Wen Cheng at 18.
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Shun Wen Cheng died at 38 without children and the only one who truly cared for him was his brother, Song Zixin was uncomfortable around other men since his regression their wasn't much servants or males in the Hémù de jiating palace. Even when he changed to Hépíng gōng palace the place was natural quiet it was only him who made it noisey.
So a few things he should change, is make sure that Shun Wen Cheng has a descendant and loves him, he gave him a good life he must returned a favor.
He walked to the room to see Shun Wen Cheng lying down on his back his white misty iris where looking towards the roof, it made his heart weep to see him looking at nothing not abling to see.
"Your highness"
Shun Wen Cheng gently closed his eyes and sit up.
"Xin'er come here"
He gently patted next to him, Song Zixin blushed flustered.
"You should be resting"
"I will, but I want to rest with Xin'er" he smiled
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Song Zixin slowly crawled up to him to him and went in the bed and cover with the sheet, Shun Wen Cheng smiled softly then laid down.
"Your highness?"
"Yes?"
"Are you not uncomfortable?"
"Hmm?, what's there to be uncomfortable about?. You are my wife"
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Song Zixin blushed flustered.
"Your highness, I'm very ugly you know?"
"Hmp, silly Xin'er. There is no concept of ugly or pretty for the blind, we listen. And you sound beautiful"
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Song Zixin softens he should have thought about keeping Shun Wen Cheng to himself since he can't see him so he would be the only one to love him.
How stupid he was to not take advantage of the opportunity was given, Song Zixin so fell asleep after thinking long and deeply.
Shun Wen Cheng smiled and kissed his forehead.
"Hmp, and even so you were beautiful in your mother eyes" he whispered.
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He hugged him closing his eyes.
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The next morning Song Zixin got up but there were no Shun Wen Cheng,
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"Your highness, your highness"
"I'm sorry master but his highness has left early this morning for an errand" a servant informed.
"What errand?" He inquired
"Sorry master but this servant does not know" the servant replied.
Song Zixin then think this was the perfect time to buy Song Zixin a new Zither, he doesn't know when Shun Wen Cheng will be back but all he needs is a day right.
He informed the maid to prepare the bath for him where he wash up and put on a ne set of robes, Song Zixin's looked at his clothes he needed money so maybe selling them will help they looked pricey enough.
Song Zixin took some of his robes and put it in a bag, he left the mansion heading into to the town. He looked up at the signs in the city many were definitely hard to read he really couldn't understand the strokes very well so he simply asked around, luckily the people around here were polite and nice enough to guide him to the direction of the trading shop.
The shop keep appraised the robes and was very impressed this young man must be from a very wealthy and influential family, robes like this is no where near cheap he will make a fortune off.
"100 gold"
"100?!" He asked in disbelief
The shop keeps feels he must've have upset the man, while Song Zixin thinks this is too much.
"200 I can't offer more"
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"Err, okay"
He took the sack of money, this was really too much for him but he was okay with it. First he stopped by shop that had many accessories and carvings, it was then he realized he probably needs a new mask but his reluctant to part with it.
This was something than his mother gave him after all he inhaled then entered the shop, the moment he stepped in his eyes caught on the mask collection on the wall.
All were beautiful and well crafted some were beautiful decorated with all kinds of things.
"Wow" he said mesmerized
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The shop keep standards up from beneath the table and was shocked to see Song Zixin.
"W-wonderer?!" The man exclaimed but then calmed himself there was no way this man could be the wonderer. "Ehem! Hello there Mr. How may I help you?"
Song Zixin smiled gently and said "I'd like a mask please"
The shopkeeper looks observing at Song Zixin the height the face there was only little difference in the body structure it had less curves than before, the mask he recognized it as well how could he not he made it himself.
"Sir may I see your mask please"
He gently placed out out his hand but Song Zixin held the mask shallow down and took a step back, he felt a slight crack in the back of his head he stumbled a bit holding his head.
"Xin'er you must not remove the mask, if your husband is not allowed to see your face why should others be given that blessing".
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"Mom, what do you mean brother? sees me just fine"
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He looked at his mother's hand she then smiled again and move.
"Don't you want to be like brother?"
Song Zixin was confused, was that apart of the memory he lost he never remember having a conversation about another person with his mom, it's really big too long.
The man looked at him as if he was expecting his resistance I'll give you a temporary mask to hide your face, I just want to observe the mask. He went and took down a mask.
"Your mask, looks like it belongs to a good friend"
"My mask?, No No I got from my mother"
"Don't worry child I won't take it, you see the good friend was a man of mysteries and if it happens to be the one I made for him"
"And what would you do if it was his?" Song Zixin asked curiously
"I don't particularly know, have you ever heard of the wondering Doctor?" The shop keeper asked
"No, not really"
"Then you won't be able to understand why I desire such small information" the shopkeeper admits
"Then if I let you have a look at the mask can you alter it into a better form I'm reluctant to part with it"
"I want you to be honest with me Xiaofan, is the child in your womb mine?" The man asked in a creaky tone.
The woman looked shocked at him, and confused as she shook her head.
"I. Don't understand" she said
The sound of her voice was high pitched and unpleasant to the ears, then the man then moved his hands swiftly holding back his anger.
"I know you understand, you are no fool, you know what I am asking. Answer me!" He commands breathy
She stepped back holding her head down, she gently touched her stomach nodding. Soon the colors from the man's face became flushed. His expression darkens and he gently holds her shoulders.
"Xiaofan, let no one this child is mine"
The girl's eyes were focused on his lips she grasped then looked at him, he then released her and started to move his hands and fingers then repeated.
"Let no one know it is my child, the child is dead" he informed with his hands shaking.
Xiaofan was confused, she looked into his eyes then, gently held his trembling hands.
Later there was a child sitting at the edge of the pond whose feet were in the water, the fish swan gracefully around his feet, in a swirling and graceful manner.
The child's eyes were very open and staring out into nowhere, at the hedge of his hand was a bamboo stick laid out on the floor. A shadow overcast the child but he only closed and slowly turned his head.
"Master, it shall do you no good to sneak up on me like this" he said,
"I can never seem to surprise you your highness" he chuckled
"Mm"
The master sat beside him removing his shoes then put his foot in the water and all the fish swam away. The man looked down to see the water setting around his feet then smiled.
"Your highness, are you sad?" He asked
"I am blind, my only parent hates me and people are after my life" the child turned to him coldly raising a brow.
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The master felt a bit awkward, he laughed dryly then cleared his throat.
"We that was pessimistic, hahaha"
"Huh?"
"Nevermind, your highness, our struggles are not yet over don't look at the bad look at good things and the things that has not happened yet, who knows you just might find light in living" he chuckled tapping flickering his forehead.
"I'm blind how can I see the light" he snarl at him then stand up. "What's the point of surviving it's best to quit this struggling, and give that damn old man what he wants" he said coldly
The master hold his wrist, "don't, or if you don't feel a reason to struggle…. can I give you one?"
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Song Zixin walked out the shop with a different mask on, he felt strange in it. He strode through the town. Looking down from the brothel a man smiled at him.
"Master?" A woman with wine looked at him confused.
"I'll be leaving now"
She bowed, "yes master"
Song Zixin looked to the side, he was looking to buy needles. He thinks deeply on how he can protect Shun WenCheng, suddenly he felt strange then he turned his head to see a man's face over his shoulder. He take a few steps back startled.
"W-who…"
"That mask, how did you get it?" He asked with his fruity tone.
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"What?" Song Zixin was confused
He looked at the man from up and down at the man, he was wearing an unique opera mask. Was he a preformer? Both his pinky and ring fingers had two long nails that was painted black. His dressing was black with pretty silky patterns, he had one pretty long braid wrapped around his neck.
But his aura is that of an mischievous madam, "do I know you…. sir?" he irked at him.
"Oh, excuse me. Fufufu my name is Wang Lei"
He placed his hand on his chest, Song Zixin was skeptical around this guy because of the mask he can't tell which expression he was making. Can he trust such a person.
"It's Ting Feng" he said
"Hmm, I see. Well master Ting Feng can my question be answered now"
Zixin looked at him, his voice was….
Kinda annoyin.
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Song Zixin walked and looked around with Wang Lei following pursuit, he was insistent on asking how Song Zixin got the mask.
"What?! What?! Leave me be!" Song Zixin said losing his patience
"Calm down little friend I'm just a bit curious, please this one's curiosity"
"Am I a monkey?! Go away I don't know I don't know hmph!"
Wang Lei chuckled at Song Zixin outburst, the little one sure has a temper, Song Zixin stomps his way trying to look around at the signs his brows furrowed, how could he forget he can barely read. And his not super tier smart to catch on to characters easily the many signs and words where overwhelming him. He took a deep breath, throwing away all pride.
"You!" He points at Wang Lei
Wang Lei tilted his head and smiled with his long sleeves plopping forward. "Yes?"
"Where is a place where I can buy good instruments?" He asked lowering his voice
Wang Lei smiled then pointed to the other side of the street to a Lane, Song Zixin looked at him frowning.
"Aiya, good friend it's true if I guide you and you get what you want in return you tell me how you get that mask" he smiled
Song Zixin nods, but why was this man so peaked about this mask. As they both walked and turned there was a scholar looking at the painting and a seller trying to coax him into buying.
"Trust me young master it's a good painting there is even a story behind it" the man said
"Really what's it"
"Aiya, aiya it's a risky story if you buy it I will be more willing"
"Hmph, scammer! There is no story-"
"I'll buy it" Wang Lei cuts in"
"You will buy it?"
"Yes, yes I've been looking for a printing for my master for some time Aiya the eyeless dragon that sore to the sky" Wang Lei smiled cover the lower half of his face with his long sleeves
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"Oh, Cháng xiù your here yet again"
Now that Song Zixin thinks about it, but a moment ago his sleeves were folded short but now it's long. It seems that his sleeves are naturally long.
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"Yes, yes I want that painting I want to decorate my bitter master's quarters such a bitter man needs to brighten up his mood"
Wang Lei put his hand at his hip and the other in the air. You can tell by the form of the long sleeve that he had his pointing finger up, and he started to move his hips like a salty Madam who is scalding her husband.
"Always complaining "Wang Lei, you talk too much. Quiet!" "someone should really put shit in your mouth maybe then you'll learn to shut up". To think such a refined gentleman could say such undignified words! My master is really too bitter" Wang Lei complains
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The seller looked a Wang Lei, "now, now Cháng xiù you should really not anger your master he seems like a nice gentleman"
Song Zixin rolled his eyes. He can already relate to this master he never met. Wang Lei really talked so much he should really shush. Song Zixin looked at the painting of the dragon and Phoenix facing each other as if ready to.
"What's the story?" Song Zixin asked looking at him
"It's more of a poem that was popular back around 28 years ago, "once the eyeless is born he will sore to the heavens with the help of the heavenly Phoenix if the slithering snake should act on it's arrogance the eyeless dragon won't cease to devour it" there are many versions of it fun fact it came out a couple of months before the 15th prince was born and he was born blind, people thought the poem was meant for him but he turns out to be useless as-"
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Song Zixin slapped Wang Lei in the back of his head, startling him. "You have a lot of guts bad mouthing imperial blood, your master was right they really should stuff your mouth in cow's dung"
Song Zixin curses to Wang Lei's confusion, "I say others say it, what does it matter? If I don't say it others will" he said rubbing the back of his head
Song Zixin hated being bad-mouthed, especially his relatives who couldn't do anything but accept the harsh words of their dark reality, so he was especially salty when he couldn't do anything about it.
It was much like his deaf mother.
Song Zixin and Wang Lei was now in the auction house, both but on a cloak then went in a respectable seat. The servants of this auction house seemed particularly respectful towards Wang Lei which led to Song Zixin believing his an usual and also rich young master.
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Wang Lei smiled looking at the stage with the auctioneer and the first item, Song Zixin wonders if he'd be able to afford anything at this expensive looking place.
"This place looks expensive"
"But of course it is this place is owned by my master and anything my master owns is exceptional much like himself" Wang Lei said putting his sleeves at his mouth
Song Zixin looked at him wondering what goes on in the head of Wang Lei but then again let him not question the mindset of crazy people, not even half way in song Zixin is already sweating at the mas prices 600 golds?! 10 ingots?! Is he stupid?
It's Wang Lei's fault for bringing him to such a place; he was the simple wife of an blind and unfavorable poor prince! Aiya it's best to make it himself but then it struck him. Yes, while he never learned how to read and write barely understood text, characters and poems cannot sing and his etiquette was basically like a homeless man, creativity with his hands was something he enjoyed.
"I'm leaving" Song Zixin said getting up
"Eh?" Wang Lei was caught off guard but he got up to follow Song Zixin, "young master Ting is this place to your displeasure?" Wang Lei asked fruitfully
"I can't afford this place"
Wang Lei was taken aback, the young master Ting Feng was wearing expensive clothes of the finest quality. And the mask he wears is no joke either but he can't afford this place?
"Young master you jok-"
"Ah yes, I was offered the mask so I didn't do anything he merely said I reminded him of someone that's how in got the mask. There wasn't much to" he said
Wang Lei tilts his head. The mask maker was a mysterious old goat, he rejected him who has plenty of money but except him because of mere formality? He felt the mask maker was being too unfair to his customers.
Wang Lei simply followed Song Zixin who went back into the market looking for items, fine quality board, strong strings and a few other things such as paint and decorative items.
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He looked at Wang Lei who's been following him all day now, "are you going to follow me home too?"
"If it is as you de-"
"Go away! I'm married I have a loving husband at home" he told him
Wang Lei touched his chin and smiled, though his smile can't be seen because of the mask you can tell by his behavior that he was smiling quite playfully. "Okay beauty Ting, we shall depart here but if the heavens wish it we sh-"
Wang Lei was left dumbfounded when Song Zixin was already by the time he opened his eyes, this was supposed to be a poetry goodbye but his new friend was quite cold and tasteless.
"What a salty and interesting friend I've met today"
As he turned to leave he saw his master walking from the crowd he smiled then like a little child started to jump and wave, "master! Master! Guess what I met an interesting friend today"
"I know I saw, next time give him anything he wants and don't be rude"
Only the lower half of the man's face was revealed as he wore an mast that had weird dragon patterns on it, his well crafted face and beautiful soft pink cherry blossom like lips made it obvious the man was very handsome. His jet black shining hair that was up in a ponytail fluttered in the wind.
"Master his a married man, you can't court him"
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The master looked at him for a moment then slapped after him but being use to the mistreatment of course Wang Lei duck.
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"Keep your mind out the gutter"
"Throw out the butter? Why? Master is very strange" he teases
The master started walking annoyed by Wang Lei "speak one more word and I'll cut out your tongue and serve it to you on a platte" the master spoke flatly
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"Master could cook! I'm honored!"
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As soon as Song Zixin returned to the Wang mansion he locked himself in his and Shun Wen Cheng's chambers.
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Song Zixin was raised in an abandoned mansion with his mother, she died after he became twelve leaving him to fend for himself as the marquis didn't want anything to do with him who was an illegitimate son. Song Zixin lived secluded up until the day he married Shun Wen Cheng.
Thinking back Song Zixin took up the chisel and started carving the wood, he heard from Shu Li that Shun Wen Cheng liked the guqin so for Shun Wen Cheng it had to be special.
He can't read and can't write barely understood characters but he knew the beauty of carving and how important they were. His mother taught him that.
When Shun Wen Cheng was returning, he smelled his sleeve and he could still smell the stench of freshly spilled blood. He was clean and fine in the eyes as of the others and the Only smell that left his body was the sweet freshly open flower buds.
But for Shun Wen Cheng he reeked with the stench of true blood, the path he took, the many lives he took innocents and none just to have this one person be okay.
That's all that matters for his happiness and well being, Lu, one of his shadow guards that was promoted to serve and protect Song Zixin appeared.
"The young master went out today" Lu informs
"What did he do?"
"By items, he seems to be making and instrument your highness" Lu adds
"Xin'er is a very creative individual it's really unfortunate that I can't see his work" Shun Wen Cheng said helplessly
"Well I believe. …. you'll be able to see this one"
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Lu then disappeared to his side as he exited the room, the fresh scent of board and sandalwood filling the air. At one side of the room, Song Zixin focused eyes on the carving into the large piece of rectangular wood, he blew on to it to remove the small pieces of dust and wood.
Stepping into the room Shun Wen Cheng paused, he didn't want to distract him so he sat at a corner on a carpet listening.
Song Zixin blew a quick and tired breath wiping away the sweat on his forehead, he wondered where Shun Wen Cheng was and began to worry. He put down the wood with tools and stood up and turned ready to go seek out Shun but was surprised to see him right there. "Ah your highness! How long have you been there?"
"Not long" he said
"I see, ah! Why don't we go and get you something to eat you must be famished" he said
He smiled at Song Zixin, "yes let us eat together"
Song Zixin smiled as he went and cleaned himself while the servants brought food to the room, it was a lovely feast. Song Zixin looked at him, who was taking up the meals with chopsticks. Picking up a piece of chicken he put it over to Song Zixin's plate, Song Zixin looked at his plate then at Shun Wen Cheng who took up some vegetables and started to eat.
Song Zixin pouts puffing, "you should really eat to become strong!"
Shun Wen Cheng paused then put down the chopsticks and food then softly chuckled, "but so do you Xin'er"
"What are you talking about?! I'm strong! I can crush a bear with my biceps!"
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"I highly doubt that, Xin'er your palms are quite small" he said
It wasn't soft since it was callous and it felt hard but Shun Wen Cheng didn't care, all he wanted was to spend more time with Song Zixin.
"What does it matter?! You should eat more meat it builds bones!" Song Zixin insisted straightening up on the table pointing at him
"But I don't see any meat" he said smiling
Song Zixin eased back down, "oh right…. wait! You don't see anything!"
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Shun Wen Cheng turned away covering his mouth, chuckling as Song Zixin blushed, embarrassed he pouted and avoided eye contact.
Song Zixin then breathed taking up a piece of meat with the chopsticks and putting his other hand under in case the meat should fall, he barely knows etiquette but with the little he knows it's best to use it towards Shun Wen Cheng.
"Open your mouth" he said slowly and gently flustered.
Shun Wen Cheng softly smiled then slowly parted his lips open and accepted the piece of meat that was placed into his mouth.
Setting aside the chopsticks Song Zixin smiled with eyes softened, this was such a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling. He used to eat with his mother. It was quiet, or rather it had to be quiet.
Being around Shun Wen Cheng felt very safe, it even gave off this warm protective feeling naturally because of the matters regarding his past life he didn't like the presence of other men and even if he did not show it his subconscious will not react well if he were touched by them. But with Shun Wen Cheng it was different, he thought maybe he'd feel repulsed and would reject him but contrary to his thoughts it didn't feel like such instead he would rather it be within the arms of Shun Wen Cheng.
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It was a strange notion, it was unique to say the least but it helps.
"Shun Wen Cheng"
"Hmm?"
"What do you desire in life? Like what is wanted? Is there some aim in life?" Song Zixin asked happily
"Well, Zixin, are you happy?" He asked
"Yes" he answered a bit confused
"Then currently my goal has been achieved" Shun Wen Cheng answered calmly
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Song Zixin looked at him with full attention but he was also confused.
"When you are healthy, safe and happy my goal is when you are sad, sick and in danger. It is my goal to protect, aid and cheer you up. My goal is simply put you Zixin" he said smiling
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(A/n: um how many of you would want SWC?)
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Song Zixin's heart thumps, he slowly and gently puts his hand on his chest not realizing how soft and flustered he was. There was also an ache from guilt and pain he caused, tears welled up his eyes as he walked over and took both of Shun Wen Cheng's hands and gently laid a soft kiss against it.
"Your highness, 15th prince Shun Wen Cheng. I Song Zixin I apologizes for all the pains struggles and things I've put you through" he held onto his hands and clenched on to them tightly, "and I swear to stay by your side and never betray you again"
Song Zixin looked at him with a stern expression as his tears dried up, Shun Wen Cheng didn't understand what did Song Zixin mean by again? Also his behavior was warranted as he was married to not only an unfavored prince but a blind one at that. Anyone would be mad in that situation. He held no judges, no resentment or anything, Song Zixin is free to do as he pleases.
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He took him as his wife mainly to protect Song Zixin, it's just that for some reason recently his heart yearns for him and he no longer felt content with the role as his protector but still he will never force Song Zixin to do something against his will for his will is Song Zixin will.
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He took Song Zixin hands and pull them up and kiss them, "no need to swear your words are already enough" he said smiling
Song Zixin smiled then pulled his hand away and embraced Shun Wen Cheng tightly as the blush tinged his cheeks, Song Zixin could feel this slight heat on the side of his face where the mas usually were. Maybe it was because he missed the mask.
After that both had separate baths then went to bed.
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The small child hissed and fell back as he stepped on a splinter that was on the floor, he could not see the splinter but he can tell where it is he used his hand to trance the bottom of his feet with each tip pressed against his feet he can tell and imagine the length and width of the bottom his foot.
After many tries he finally managed to pull the small thorn in his foot, getting up and walking on the injured foot. The prince didn't care as he was used to stepping on worser things such as nails left by the maids and servants. This place was barely taken care of despite having 3 capable servants.
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Walking over to the garden his stomach growled and hadn't eaten within two days and it was only his life Qi keeping him alive, he couldn't see the type of plant he was picking from the bushes nor did he care, the hunger was just too much to bear.
"Hey aren't you gonna stop him?" One servant asked
"Why should I? His a cursed brat who killed his mother othe should die he should die" the head servant said
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He could hear them loud and clear but he didn't care. He had already eaten every Bush in this garden and this was the most decent tasting one. Ge stuffed the Bush onto his mouth and started to chew.
Using the bamboo stick as an extension of his eyes the young child tapped ahead soon from a distance and beyond he can tell many things. When he takes a step he could feel the autumn leaf from the tree although within mid air he can still locate its exact location.
From the small ants on the floor to the croaking and vibration of the road from a mile away he could feel it, he could feel it all, everything around him. He can feel the servants rush steps heading towards him, her heartbeat racing. "Panicking," he said coldly.
She suddenly yanked him from the ground as fire torches rain and struck within the roof, "your highness must escape!" She said in a hurry
He could hear two more footsteps running with him, Hu Mei and Shu Yi, those two other servants who preferred him dead. But why were they helping him?
"Why are you helping me?"
"Are you stupid?! You may be a unlucky brat but-"
"You're still our child!" Hu Mei continued "now listen carefully your highness"
There was a hidden boat that was hidden at the edge of the lake. Shu Yi put some food in, "these are highly poisonous but they taste good I'm sure it's no problem for your highness right?" She asked
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"That's why"
"Your highness, you are not destined for a peaceful life but you must aim for it for the ones you love and to do that you have to go through fate worse than death" Hu Mei told him.
"Your highness this boat shall talk you to the Huang Feng clan under no circumstances must you get up or reveal your head without reaching your destination understanding?"
"Yes" he answered obediently
She nods then pushes using her Qi. From a distance the young prince could hear all the fierce fights and burning of the woods, for seven days and seven nights the young prince tried to connect to the boat, lake fishes and surroundings becoming one with the environment.
Drifting on what seems like a never ending journey soon the board landed at shore, and the young prince was at the Huang Feng province.
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It was too early in the morning, but at the end of Shun Wen Cheng's palm leaned up against the wall trying to catch their breaths was the Wangfei. Wang Zhu was on the floor kowtowing.
"When rats go out to find food it threads for his life and so it remains quiet, why is it such that such a rat as yourself can make such unsavory noise" he clenched his fists
Looking into the white irises of this person sweat poured down his body, terror was merely a droplet of what he feels. A cripple, his support to be a cripple why was it as if death was what he was looking at?
"Save me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'll do anything"
"Please your highness, I'll do anything" Wang Zhu begged
"Well it seems keeping this thing under control has already proven rather difficult for you, so what could you possibly do?" He asked coldly staring at Wang Zhu
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Wang Zhu's whole body trembled. He was given this opportunity but his lust and pride got the best of him and now his lover was at risk, "I swear one more chance!"
He bashed his head against the floor bleeding profusely, the Wangfei finally revealed how blinded he was he was so worried about being replaced that he cost them this, "p-please I'll do anything! I'm begging I will never I'll apologize, anything"
Shun Wen Cheng's grips tightened as he was about to snap his neck Lu appeared, "master it is better you do not for now, as it would not look keenly by the master if he should while he stays. You wouldn't want his savory mood to be spoiled, am I correct?"
Shun Wen Cheng calmed down and closed his eyes, he threw the Wangfei at Wang Zhu. "Hmp, lucky. I must return to Xin'er before he awakes"
Shun Wen Cheng walked out as if it was calm after the storm, the Wangfei who unknowingly was holding his bladder released and wetted himself.
"Thank you master Lu" Wang Zhu said with utmost sincerity
"No words of this, I am making sure that the master's wife is happy" Lu said before disappearing once more