novelThe Loyal Little Bodyguard - Extra 4
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Later on, Fan Yuan realised that he seemed to have been taken liberties with, and the person who took such liberties was no other than the son of fate of this world, Weiming. Only those who had experienced it could understand the feeling of being "f*cked by a dog".
When he thought again about the reason why this world's plot was as chaotic as it was, it was Weiming who single-handedly ruined it all. For a second, his blood and qi were surging in turmoil! He really wanted to spit blood on the man's entire face——if you're ill, you should get it treated well, why did you come out to harm others?!
He wasn't a person who had never seen the world either. He had been performing missions for many years. There were no major issues, but the little problems were endless. For example, when he transmigrated into a woman's body and fought over a man with the female lead, or when the supporting female lead's data was not completely cleared that resulted in her rebirth counterattack — he has seen all of it. Although he was just a passerby cannon fodder at those times and these issues had nothing to do with his mission, at least he had seen those kinds of scenes of bloody slaughter with his own eyes.
But he didn't dare think of this sort of dog blood story where the male and female lead became sworn brother and sister as soon as they met, and even brought their future love rivals to fight it out in a battle royale. Now he had only one problem——
"Where is supporting male lead no. 1 right now?"
＃Let the storm be even more violent!!＃
His wish was soon realised. A steward was outside the door requesting a meeting. Weiming let Fan Yuan tidy up his clothes before situating himself on the main seat, as if the one who had just pinned his own bodyguard on the chair to wantonly flirt with wasn't him. With a deep voice, he summoned the people in with an "Enter".
A round-headed man walked in and greeted respectfully, "Master, the Eldest Young Master of the Fu Family has arrived and is currently waiting in the side hall."
Weiming nodded with a cold expression, "Serve him with good tea. This prince will head over soon."
After that person was ordered to withdraw, Fan Yuan turned to Weiming stiffly and whispered in a soft voice, "The Eldest Young Master of the Fu Family he speaks of, could it be the Wulin Alliance's leader, Fu, Yu, Zong?
Weiming's heart ached a little just by hearing the tone of Fan Yuan's voice, and he even developed faint feelings of guilt. However, he was used to getting what he wanted, and he rarely changed his decision because of others. Since he had decided to take the child for himself, he couldn't be soft-hearted now.
Settling his feelings, he calmly dealt Fan Yuan a critical hit.
"Precisely so. Currently, the bandits are rampant in the northwest. This prince plans to recruit Wulin talents to fight the bandits, so I invited Fu Yuzong, who is the leader of the alliance, to discuss the matter of cooperation."
"......" Fan Yuan looked at Weiming and said faintly, "As expected, I wasn't let down ah."
Perhaps it was because there were so many "surprises" in one day that he didn't feel surprised at all. Instead, he thought it was reasonable. This man was an idiot, could he be expected to do anything normal?
Now it was great, it was a big hotchpotch of the female lead and the supporting male leads. A bloody scene between one girl and three men. The upcoming days would definitely be extremely splendid.
He had given away his canon with both hands, and with one time he had given away three of them at that. He seemed to already be able to see the male lead's entire body emitting green light, so green that it would literally blind his dog eyes. Thinking this way, Fan Yuan's gaze was filled with a little touch of a smile.
He sincerely spoke, "Master, your breadth of mind truly calls for this subject's admiration."
Weiming: "&#k2026;&#k2026;"
That sentence of his was clearly praising Weiming for his lack of hesitation in lowering his status to work with people from the Jianghu to suppress the bandits. But in truth, he was laughing at the fact that Weiming had put three green hats on his head and was not aware of it. After speaking, Fan Yuan felt much better and didn't feel as aggrieved. Anyway, the male lead wouldn't discern his real intentions.
Of course, Weiming had discerned it, but it didn't affect him too much. He wasn't the original host, so there was zero possibility that he would flirt with the female lead and follow the plot. The fact that he was able to make Fan Yuan laugh instead made him feel very happy.
Bringing along the little adorkable bodyguard that had his iceberg face on, Weiming very happily went to the side hall to see supporting male lead no. 1-jun, Fu Yuzong, and the others.
......
Along the way, Fan Yuan's little hand was led by Weiming, and the strange feeling in his heart had gotten even worse. When he thought of the matter that happened a few days ago, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
"Xiao Wu, the male lead's attitude towards me is very strange. He couldn't have taken a fancy to me, right?"
"Ding, at present, the degree of favour has been maintained at a normal level. However, the male lead's behaviour is indeed suspicious."
Fan Yuan's heart lost even more confidence when he heard that. The degree of favour didn't increase, yet his actions were so ambiguous. The male lead was a big slag male who liked to play with other people's feelings, but it was a secondary concern whether he was a slag or not. The problem was that the plot had collapsed to the point where the plot's own mother wouldn't be able to recognise it. If his part of the plot collapsed again, this time's mission would basically be determined to be a failure.
His mission was simple in how it was all activities of the mind or acting out obscure details. His prominent expressions were in his secret affections for the male lead. He was barely mentioned in the other stories. It was only the last scene where he blocked a sword for the female lead that he needed to take note of. Additionally, if the last scene was thrown out of the window, he could self-direct and self-act a scene. As long as he could "die for the female lead", he could obtain at least 70 percent of the reward.
However, here was the problem. Even if the male lead hadn't taken a fancy to him and just purely wanted to have a taste of a gay relationship, he—this bodyguard—definitely couldn't resist. Thus, what would happen to the secret love plot at the earlier part of the story? Fan Yuan felt very worried.
He followed the male lead to the side hall with a heavy heart. As soon as he stepped in, he heard the female lead's 'sob sob sob' crying sounds. His feet stopped immediately, but he was dragged in by Weiming.
Fan Yuan wanted to refuse him in his heart, because he was afraid he would burst into laughter......
Sure enough, those three men were jealously vying for the female lead as they surrounded her, uttering sentimental vows and sweet words which made her so moved that she shed tears.
Ouyang Can said, "Ah Ling, do you remember the time when we were drinking and chatting on the peak of the mountain, gazing at the stars and the moon together? I wish time would not flow, to let us remain at that moment forever......"
Fan Yuan: You scoundrel, are you a poet?
Feng Buyu said, "Ling'er, that time you floated down from the giant cliff, not one step earlier or later, and you happened to fall in front of me — it was such a beautiful encounter. It is clear that our marriage is destined by the Heavens! No one can separate us!"
Fan Yuan: It was my fault to think you are a normal person!
Fu Yuzong said, "Meng Ling, ever since you left, I have been regretting it all this while. So what if you are a man? True love does not discriminate against gender! I am willing to accept everything about you. It doesn't matter whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you give me another chance!"
Fan Yuan: Hypocrisy, hypocrisy! Weren't you the one from before who abandoned the person for not being a girl?!
Nevertheless, after listening to their words, the female lead's eyes turned red as she shed tears from being touched......
Fan Yuan covered his face, unable to bear looking directly at them. Fortunately, the female lead's tears wouldn't turn into diamonds or pearls, or else...... he would probably go blind, right?
Weiming had seen enough of the commotion. Only then did he cough gently, his face carrying awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Miss Shi is this prince's yi mei. This prince has the responsibility to take care of her and prevent her from being bullied by others. If you make her unhappy, " he slammed the table beside him, and the red cedarwood table broke into smithereens like beancurd dregs, "If you make her unhappy, your fate is akin to this table!"
Fan Yuan gulped. He wanted to stay away from this madman, but he was caught by the wrist, unable to leave. His good-for-nothing legs turned jelly.
The three supporting male lead's expressions were extremely ugly, yet the female lead looked at Weiming with a moved expression as if she was about to shed more tears from being touched.
Weiming waved his hand and said, "I have arranged guest rooms for three people in the west yard. Miss Shi's wing-room is in the east yard, which is separated by a wall. Do not disturb her peace, otherwise...... hmph!"
With that, he dragged his little bodyguard and strode out of the door with big strides.
Amidst his state of confusion, Fan Yuan felt that he had uncovered the truth. The male lead was doing it on purpose, right? He was definitely doing it on purpose, right! Not only were their rooms arranged to be so close, but he even intentionally revealed the locations of their rooms. It was literally like carrying a bone and saying to a little dog, "I've placed the bone here. Don't you ever think of stealing a bite. Just be super stupid, okay?"
But obviously the supporting male leads were even more stupid! And the female lead was ultra stupid! Fine, he gave up.
Fan Yuan struggled to free his small, slender little arm. As expected, a hand that could crush wood like it was tofu was truly extraordinary. He realised that struggling was just a waste of effort, so he didn't waste his energy and let the man pull him along.
"Master greatly desires to marry Miss Shi off?"
Weiming said, "It is not a matter of wanting or not. This prince is simply lending a helping hand to help others achieve their happy ending."
Fan Yuan really wanted to roll his eyes, but he restrained himself and spoke cautiously, "Miss Shi is beautiful and intelligent, kind-hearted and talented, and innocent and likable. Master is not moved? Why did you want to become sworn siblings with her? Would it not be better to become husband and wife? It just so happens that the manor lacks a female master."
Weiming stopped in his tracks to look at him. Being stared at by a pair of black irises, Fan Yuan felt extremely uncomfortable. He only heard Weiming question, "How do you say such words that lie contrary to your convictions?"
Fan Yuan: "......" He didn't know either. As expected, he had lost all his moral principles from performing missions for such a long time?!
Wei Ming added, "I think you are much more likable than her, and your appearance is much better than her. It would be even better if you could smile."
Fan Yuan said weakly, "I am a man......"
Weiming nodded, squeezing Fan Yuan's palm as he chuckled, "I don't take you as a woman. You are you, the one and only in the world."
The script was f*cking slagging people again! Where was the part where it said that the male lead was a depressing and modest man? This guy was clearly a man of pleasure — his words were ambiguous and moving! His degree of favour was clearly capped at the level of ordinary friends. This bastard can really act!
Weiming didn't know that his act of freezing the degree of favour to cover himself up had become a big bug. He continued devoting his whole heart to pick the boy up. Seeing Fan Yuan lower his head in silence, he stopped teasing him and pulled him into the carriage.
Fan Yuan asked where Weiming was going with his gaze. Weiming pretended he didn't see it, causing Fan Yuan to become even more suspicious till he finally couldn't help but say, "Master, where is Master going next?"
Weiming asked, "Want to know?"
Fan Yuan nodded obediently. When he wasn't angry, he was usually very docile. Although his expression was cold like frost, you could tell from his eyes that he was a very gentle man.
Weiming couldn't help pinching Fan Yuan's supple face as he explained, "Going to Jinhua Temple outside the city to offer a votive. You were very ill not too long ago, so this prince personally donated a golden Buddha statue for you. Now that you are cured, it is time to go to the Buddha and offer a votive."
Fan Yuan glanced at him gratefully. No matter what purpose the man approached him for, he did put a great deal of thought in the end. This friendship was genuine.
Seeing that he was so easily moved, the corners of Weiming's mouth curved upwards as he continued, "In fact, there is a peach blossom forest in the backyard of Jinhua Temple. Behind the forest is a stream leading down from the top of the mountain. The weather is torrid today, why don't we go there to cool down."
Fan Yuan eyed him wordlessly. Cool down... what did that mean?
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