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It was a rare time that Fan Yuan had left his house, so naturally, Yan Rui wouldn't just let him go. He directly carried him off to his own manor.
This was Fan Yuan's first time visiting Yan Rui's residence, formerly the general's residence, and at present, the residence of Prince Wu. As expected, it looked like how he'd imagined. Everything was kept simple, looking rough in style while retaining a neat flair. It all carried an uninhibited and powerful feel, very much having the bearing of a general who had been fighting out in wars for many years.
A very long time ago, he had found out that Yan Rui had no desires in terms of his quality of life. His only hobby was wine tasting. However, he just had to be the Main God. No matter how rare a good wine was in the world, obtaining it was as easy as picking his own pocket. There was simply no need to spare any effort, and that was why he seldom took pains to get something done, plus his way of doing things was often simple and rough.
It was also precisely because everything in the world could be easily obtained for him that he found his life to be very dull. It was so dull to the point that he would take creating chaos and playing with human nature as his form of entertainment from time to time. Currently, even an actor from the middle-lower plane who played supporting male lead roles had heard of the news about how chaotic the source world was, whereas this person hoped that the chaos would grow.
Fearing that all under the Heavens were not in chaos and disorder, this saying referred to people like Yan Rui.
As soon as they entered the inner courtyard with their hands interlocked, a steward came over in a hurry. It could be seen that there was something important to report. Fan Yuan turned his face over and asked, "You have to talk about formal matters, should I move away?"
Yan Rui didn't say a word, but neither did he let go of his hand. The meaning was very obvious, he wanted to let him stay and sit with him.
When the steward came near, he was not surprised or confused to see Fan Yuan. On the contrary, he took it as matter-of-fact and bowed towards him respectfully. Then, he turned to Yan Rui and said, "Wangye, His Highness Third Prince has been waiting in the reception hall for a long time. No matter what excuse this old servant used to send him away, he refused to leave. The several cups of biluochun tea that were bestowed by His Majesty have already been drunk. From the looks of it, His Highness will not give up until wangye meets him."
Fan Yuan was incredibly surprised. Wasn't the Third Prince the most favoured prince by the Emperor? Why would he be adamantly persistent like so to meet Yan Rui? It even seemed like he was a frequent visitor. What exactly happened during this period?
Yan Rui let out a light 'tsk' and waved his hand, saying, "I have no time, just let him wait."
As he finished speaking, he took Fan Yuan by the hand and entered the inner courtyard.
Fan Yuan pulled at his sleeve and whispered in a low voice, "What did Wen Junhao come to find you for?"
Yan Rui leaned close to his ear and coaxed, "Give me a kiss and I'll tell you."
Without hesitation, Fan Yuan directed a peck at Yan Rui's cheek as it made a smacking sound, "Say it."
"......" Yan Rui stiffened for a moment before he came back to his senses and said, "The Emperor sent him to Jizhou to suppress the bandits. He was afraid that he would never return, so he wanted to borrow an army from me to go along with him for his protection."
Fan Yuan nodded. The fight for the throne had always been cruel, even relatives bound by blood would not be soft-hearted. If one was careless, they would die. Now that several princes had reached adulthood, the situation was even more difficult. Even the male lead who was blessed by the gods would not be able to be at ease.
Fan Yuan said, "Wen Junhao has the talent to be an emperor. He will likely be a good emperor, so what harm is there to help him once? You will also be doing him a favor, which will inevitably be useful for you in the future."
Yan Rui squeezed his delicate palm and said, "I refused him—wasn't it for your sake."
"Hm?" Fan Yuan couldn't comprehend, "How was it for my sake? He and I hold no grudges from the past. I don't even know what he looks like."
Yan Rui's eyes flashed a touch of dark light, and he faintly said, "Ning Xirong, she is currently in the Third Prince's manor."
Hearing that name, Fan Yuan was a little surprised. He originally thought that Madam Ning would have to send her and Ning Zhe out of the capital, the further the better. After all, her obituary had already been sent out and the whole capital knew that she was dead. If she bumped into someone she was familiar with outside, how could they explain it?
Yan Rui noticed his confusion and dispelled his doubts, "Ning old taitai sent people to send her away, but halfway through the journey, she escaped back. Later on, she used a scheme to meet Wen Junhao, and who knows what reason she came up with to coax and get a grasp on him. Now, she has changed her appearance and lives as someone else's identity. Wen Junhao has a deep affection for her. If he becomes the emperor, he will definitely help her deal with us. At that time, don't complain that I'm killing innocent people indiscriminately."
Fan Yuan was convinced by him. He then said sincerely, "How about adding a pack of laxatives into his biluochun? To ensure that he won't dare to bother you again."
Yan Rui: "......"
Fan Yuan was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect Yan Rui to put into effect his words so thoroughly. A while hadn't even passed before a little servant came to report that the Third Prince had gone back to his manor because of abdominal discomfort. There wasn't even the time to say "Come back to visit another day".
Fan Yuan held back his laughter to the point that it hurt! After waiting for the servant to leave, he patted Yan Rui on the shoulder and said, "Wangye has such guts to drug a prince~ When the matter falls through, it's going to implicate all nine generations of your family."
The corners of Yan Rui's mouth curved. He proceeded to pick Fan Yuan up horizontally before heading towards study. He put on a serious tone, "If that is the case, we enjoy the pleasures in life while we can. These days, this prince feels so bad being repressed. Why not Young Master Ning potter about for a night with me. When this prince needs to go to the execution grounds in the future, I can die content."
Fan Yuan heard that he wasn't being that serious, but he didn't resist. He freely allowed Yan Rui to press him down onto the wide study desk. That person proceeded to sweep the brushes and paper from the desk to the ground before using quick movements to undo his clothes. His white and smooth skin was suddenly exposed to the cold air. Fan Yuan couldn't help but shiver.
He tried to negotiate in a whisper, "Why don't we go to the bedroom? It's cold here."
Yan Rui shook his head, smiling evilly, "I'll make you hot in a moment."
Hearing him say it like that, Fan Yuan's face heated up a little. He couldn't help but look forward to it in his heart, but Yan Rui didn't move. He simply stared at his beautiful body from bottom to top, inch by inch.
His gaze was so dirty that Fan Yuan couldn't help himself from imagining the scene of this person's thick fingers stroking his body in his mind. Yan Rui liked to touch his body, refusing to spare every single corner. When he was moved with emotion, he would kiss every inch of his skin with a posture that was nearly akin to worshipping a god.
As he continued thinking about it, his thoughts had already slowly become a haze as his body was slowly stained with an unusual scarlet. The tip of a certain part of his was also raising uncontrollably. This body was so green that he couldn't control himself at all.
Yan Rui started chuckling, "With just this, you can't stand it already. Baby, you are too hungry ba."
Fan Yuan opened his eyes and gave him a glare, pulling Yan Rui's hand to lightly rub his chest. He groaned, "Still not hurrying up?"
Yan Rui loved it the most when he was so frank. If it were not for his concern towards Fan Yuan's weak body and young age, he would have long been unable to restrain himself from screwing this person. He wouldn't even have needed to take tofu as his meal every day.
But continuing like this wasn't good either. The child was only 14 years old, he would still have to wait four or five years before he reached adulthood. At that time, his body still might not be as good as that of the average person, so he didn't dare to act rashly so as to prevent him from suffering. It seemed that the day to break his vegetarian diet was far away in an indefinite future.
He forcibly repressed the evil fire in his body and pulled back his hand. He stoically asked, "When do you plan to finish the matters here?"
Fan Yuan twisted his body in unbearable dissatisfaction and said, "I have to take care of Xu-shi till she is old and give her a proper burial after death, so how can I be that quick? Let's talk about this later, quickly help me."
Yan Rui turned a deaf ear to his words and said persistently, "What is so difficult about taking care of someone till their old and giving them a proper burial after death? Using energy sustenance, this body can definitely live for a certain life span. Add the conditions you want in the programming sequence, like filial piety, obedience and an abundant range of talents. Even if it can't be like you, it can suffice to allow Xu-shi to live comfortably and carefree for the rest of her life. You're unwilling to go because you actually still seek for the warmth of maternal love, no."
Fan Yuan went silent, unwillingly asking, "We have to leave?"
It was rare that Yan Rui's attitude was so unyielding, "You should know where my bottom line is. I don't wish for anyone else to receive even the slightest bit of care from you. I tolerated Xu-shi up till now all because I feel heartache for the torture you've had to suffer through before, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate her all the time."
Fan Yuan turned his face away and didn't speak. After a while, he tied and fastened his clothes, got down from the table and went outside.
Yan Rui's foot jerked and he nearly couldn't control chasing after him, but he forcefully held himself back. He thought in his heart that if he admitted defeat now, it meant that he would have to live a vegetarian life for a slow, indefinite period of time. He must hold on!
As he bore with the torture for the time of a half of cup of tea to be finished, a soft, warm body suddenly plastered itself to his back. It seemed that he had won the bet.
Fan Yuan greatly despised his own lack of drive, but Yan Rui didn't come chasing after him, so he could tell that the man was being serious. There was no wiggle room in this matter. Compared to a temporary warmth, his lover was, of course, the most important.
He spoke in a deflated manner, "Alright, alright, alright. My promise to you is still not enough. After the examination, I'll settle Xu-shi's life ahead properly and take care of the frustrating matter from the Ning Family. After that, I'll return to the source world with you."
Only then did Yan Rui finally feel satisfied. He turned around and pulled Fan Yuan into his embrace, kissing his temples tenderly, "You must keep to your word."
Fan Yuan detected the delight in his tone, and his mood turned much better as well. He let out an 'en', "I'll keep to my word."
The delighted Main God-daren said, "I've prepared a gift for you. When we go to the source world, you can receive it. I guarantee that you'll be satisfied."
Fan Yuan held some doubts towards his words. It wasn't that he doesn't trust Yan Rui, but that he knew this person too well. Somehow, he felt that his words "guarantee that you'll be satisfied" were filled with a scheming feel. Was he getting the wrong impression?
Whether it was the wrong impression or not, he didn't know. Anyway, no matter how much he pressed further with questions, no matter how much he acted coquettish — he even used seduction — Yan Rui refused to say anything.
Fan Yuan burned with suppressed anger as he returned to the Ning Residence. He found his mother wearing clothes made of coarse cloth, standing in front of Ning Residence's door. When she saw him, her eyes reddened instantly. Her expression was that of having been dealt an insurmountable wrong, and her appearance as if there was nothing left to live for.
When he got to the bottom of the story, he was so upset that his emotions rose to its peak. With each passing minute, he thought of going on a murderous rampage.
It turns out that after Fan Yuan had offended that big missy this morning, Xu-shi had unintentionally bumped into her again and spilled soup on her by accident. Ning Ximin assumed that they, mother and son, were deliberately opposing her, so she placed a voodoo doll stabbed full of silver needles in Xu-shi's room, and on it, naturally was the old taitai's name.
Thus, before Fan Yuan had even returned, Xu-shi had already been robbed of all her belongings and sent out of the house with nothing.
Meanwhile, Ning Ximin's people were not in Fan Yuan's courtyard, so he hadn't met with such a frame yet, but his birth mother had been driven out. It was enough to make one feel sick.
Fan Yuan sneered coldly. Very good. He didn't want to fight with her, yet this person pulled the hair on the tiger's head. So don't blame him, an old monster who's over 3000 years old, for quibbling with a baby who's over 10 years old.
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