Chapter 47: You Eat Goose, I Eat You

"May I?" Qi Shaolin asked.

May what? Jiang Luan thought to himself. You're quite polite indeed, knowing to ask me beforehand—and the answer is definitely no!

Though that was what he thought, in reality Jiang Luan said impatiently, "Stop asking, hurry up!"

Given permission, Qi Shaolin directly picked Jiang Luan up and carried him to the bed.

The moment he lay down on the bed, Jiang Luan thought: Damn it, what was I planning to do in the first place?

Drawing from his previous experience, Qi Shaolin did not act rashly this time. Instead, he fetched the ointment from before and applied it to Jiang Luan's body.

Reeking of alcohol, Jiang Luan neither counterattacked nor struggled, simply lying there obediently.

When Qi Shaolin leaned over to kiss him, Jiang Luan turned his face away in refusal.

Qi Shaolin stopped. "You don't like it?"

"Will you take a concubine?" Jiang Luan asked.

The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Luan compromised.

What did he actually care about? He was merely using the excuse of drunkenness to blurt it all out.

Though Jiang Luan still insisted he was not a homosexual... he knew he could not let Qi Shaolin go, if complete possession was the only way.

Qi Shaolin chuckled softly.

Lying against the side of Jiang Luan's neck, he said in a pitiful tone, "This life of mine, Lin'er only has his wife."

Thus Jiang Luan felt reassured, and he took the initiative to reach out and wrap his arms around Qi Shaolin's neck.

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"Wife, I like you so much."

I know, but you talk way too much.

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"Does it hurt?"

Damn it, isn't that stating the obvious? Try being on the bottom yourself and see!

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"Do you feel a bit more comfortable now?"

"..."

Jiang Luan felt like an old, withered vine clinging to a tree, or perhaps a shellfish parasitic on a mermaid's tailfin, or seaweed clinging tightly to an ancient marine creature and growing wildly.

Strange sensations pushed against him in waves.

Damn it, is this what it feels like to be screwed?

I'm no longer pure...

Jiang Luan was practically weeping, feeling somewhat regretful... yet not entirely regretful.

Through Jiang Luan's reaction of clinging tightly to him, Qi Shaolin concluded that this time was a tremendous success.

He nibbled on Jiang Luan's ear and whispered, "Call me older brother?"

In your dreams!

"Older brother... Mmph!"

This time Jiang Luan was rendered completely speechless.

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"Wait, wait..."

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"Forget it..."

...

The pace was a bit too fast.

Suddenly, Jiang Luan remembered something.

"Don't do it inside!"

Damn it, although he had reluctantly accepted fooling around with Qi Shaolin, he still didn't want to give birth to a child using this body!

Hearing this, Qi Shaolin understood immediately. "Alright."

After it was all over... Jiang Luan's emotions were in absolute turmoil.

"Wife, your heart is beating so fast."

Qi Shaolin said, leaning against Jiang Luan's chest.

After going through this round, Jiang Luan's alcohol buzz had completely worn off.

Though he had to admit the process was quite enjoyable, Jiang Luan still said with complicated feelings, "Aren't you the same?"

Qi Shaolin raised his head, locking eyes with Jiang Luan in the dark, and said earnestly, "I want to do it again."

Holy crap, you're actually hooked, get lost!

Jiang Luan was practically in tears, unable to resist his body's genuine urges. "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up?"

Once again, he took the initiative to climb onto Qi Shaolin's lean and muscular waist.

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The result of two hot-blooded young men opening the door to a new world was... tasting the sweetness all night long, messing around endlessly.

What Jiang Luan couldn't understand, however, was why men talked so much nonsense during that sort of thing.

Throughout the night, he was forced by Qi Shaolin to say all sorts of suggestive things... randomly babbling nonsense like older brother and daddy.

Damn it, Jiang Luan no longer cared whether Qi Shaolin was pretending to be an idiot; an idiot couldn't pull off something like this!

But since Qi Shaolin didn't want to spell it out, Jiang Luan couldn't be bothered either. Anyway, he had already enjoyed himself, so whatever happens, happens!

In the dead of night, Qi Shaolin still clung to him in a sticky manner, whining, "Wife..."

"Get lost!"

Knowing that if this continued it would never end, Jiang Luan decisively kicked Qi Shaolin off the bed.

Sleeping until noon the next day, Jiang Luan felt as though his lower back was practically broken, his legs feeling weak and jelly-like when he tried to get out of bed.

Having finally gotten what he wanted, Qi Shaolin acted more and more like a large, clingy dog, wanting to stick to Jiang Luan's side every single moment.

Having just transitioned from a virgin to a matron, Jiang Luan felt conflicted. During the day, he simply turned hostile and refused to acknowledge any intimacy. After failing to shake off Qi Shaolin several times, he ordered him to stay put in the room while he went out on serious business with Zuo Lang.

With that, Qi Shaolin had no choice but to stay put.

Would he actually stay put, though? Absolutely impossible!

So the moment Jiang Luan left through the front, Qi Shaolin changed his clothes through the back and secretly followed behind.

"To the Green Water Shoal drilling grounds," Jiang Luan instructed Zuo Lang.

Zuo Lang nodded.

The two walked side by side down the street for a short distance before Jiang Luan subconsciously placed his hand on Zuo Lang's shoulder, leaning on him as they walked.

Zuo Lang, being sharp as a tack, understood immediately and asked helplessly, "Shall we hire a carriage?"

"Am I that delicate?" Jiang Luan dragged out his tone in protest. "Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

After having his good intentions mistaken for malice, Zuo Lang shut his mouth.

Jiang Luan leaned on him and walked for a bit before noticing, "Did you grow taller?"

Zuo Lang sighed. "Young Master Qi's words are still quite reliable."

"Coming back so late this morning, where did you go?" Jiang Luan showed a rare flicker of concern for his subordinate.

Zuo Lang glanced at him sideways. "Thank you, Young Master, for sparing a moment to care. I went up the mountain to dig wild vegetables."

For some reason, Jiang Luan felt this kid's tone was dripping with sarcasm, so he stopped asking.

When the two arrived at the drilling grounds, Gu Mu actually had the nerve to step forward and greet them with excitement.

"How was it?" Gu Mu asked with a cheeky smile. "Did the method I suggested work?"

Hearing this made Jiang Luan's chest tighten with frustration.

Damn it, you let someone eat me clean down to the bones and you still have the nerve to ask!

"Marshal Gu, a word over here," Jiang Luan said politely.

Gu Mu: "??"

Observing Jiang Luan's expression out of the corner of his eye, he followed him to the side. "It didn't work out? You didn't manage to ask?"

Jiang Luan smiled at him. "Big brother, you never mentioned that this method had side effects!"

Hearing this, Gu Mu was slightly startled, then burst into a hearty laugh. "What side effects? Isn't that just romantic fun between husband and wife?"

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Luan said, "Your roast chicken is gone!"

Gu Mu: "??"

Was that kid Qi Shaolin's performance really that pathetic?

"Did you make a special trip here just to inform me that my chicken is gone?" Gu Mu asked.

"No, it's about something else," Jiang Luan said. "Marshal Gu, I want to cooperate with you..."

Gu Mu immediately replied, "Alright, alright! I agree."

Jiang Luan was baffled. This Gu Mu seemed quite mischievous too, resembling a husky.

"I haven't even told you what it is yet and you agree?"

Gu Mu asked, "What is it?"

Jiang Luan: "..."

He truly had nothing to say to this husky-like man, so he cut straight to the point. "I want to borrow your soldiers."

"You want to borrow my soldiers?" Gu Mu was surprised.

"What, are you the only one allowed to borrow my Lin'er?" Jiang Luan retorted. "Not for free, there's a reward."

Gu Mu muttered, "I really can't eat any more roast chicken..."

"No chicken this time," Jiang Luan smiled at him. "Money, a lot of money."

Hearing this, Gu Mu's eyes lit up instantly. "Deal!"

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In the South Courtyard of the Qi Residence, Prince Suoping was throwing a massive fit at home.

"Where on earth did these storybooks come from!"

Prince Suoping viciously slammed a gaudy storybook onto the table.

Recently, this storybook had been widely circulating in Yunjiang City. Its general plot was about a lonely boudoir lady caught having an affair, who pushed her maid out to take the fall, ultimately ending with two women serving the same husband.

The story was written in an extremely sultry manner, and nearly all the main characters within it were villains who shamelessly banded together, accompanied by very bold illustrations.

Yet, whether intentional or not, the lady depicted in the illustration had a cinnabar mole right between her brows—one that exclusively belonged to a *ger*.

Coupled with the joke from a while back in the Qi household where "a maid was caught in adultery by various guests and forced into marriage," it was impossible not to draw connections.

Moreover, the guests who had witnessed the spectacle firsthand were well aware of the situation, so the identity of the storybook's protagonist went without saying.

Now, while Jiang Luan's reputation in Yunjiang City had somewhat improved, Prince Suoping had been pushed into the spotlight.

"They are all saying, they are saying..." the servant who had brought the storybook back said in a low voice, "that the protagonist drawn in this storybook is you..."

"Audacious!" Prince Suoping was practically bursting with rage, sweeping all the items off the table. "Who published this book? Was it that bitch Jiang Luan?!"

Qi Shaoyang, with his head bandaged, happened to be in the room as well.

He picked up the book, took a glance at it, and frowned. "Father, this handwriting and detail... seem to originate from the Stargazing Pavilion."

"Stargazing Pavilion?" Prince Suoping snapped back to his senses. "Qi Baili! But I've never offended him, why would he come after me?"

Qi Shaoyang stammered, "That... this child does not know..."

"Qi Baili..." Prince Suoping clenched his fists. "No, this batch of books must be suppressed. Originally, taking advantage of the Longevity Festival, this Prince still had hopes of returning to the Capital. If these rumors spread there, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"Father, what should we do?" Qi Shaoyang asked. "Should we go negotiate with Qi Baili?"

"That's the only option left," Prince Suoping sighed. "Later, let's go to the storehouse to pick out a few precious gifts and send them to the Stargazing Pavilion... No, you'd better come with me, Yang'er, to deliver them in person."

"Yes, Father," Qi Shaoyang replied.

Recently, Prince Suoping's private financial accounts were already running into trouble, lacking the capable assistant Hua Chao, and now he had to gift treasures to Qi Baili as well, making his heart ache tremendously.

When all was said and done, wasn't this all Jiang Luan's fault?

Yet it was also bizarre. Lately, whenever he targeted Jiang Luan, it invariably ended up blowing up in his own face. Could this person truly possess some kind of sorcery?

Prince Suoping was not a superstitious man, but recalling the crazy talk Hua Chao had uttered when advising him to stop for the time being, he now found himself half-believing it.

It seemed he would have to find a skilled sorcerer another day to come over and perform exorcism rituals...

Just as Prince Suoping was agonizing over this, Lady Zhou chose precisely this moment to come and stir up more trouble.

The gatekeeper hurried into the room. "Prin—Prince, Sec—"

"There's no need for you to announce!" Lady Zhou barged in at the top of her lungs. "Prince Suoping, your sister-in-law has a matter she doesn't understand, and she has specifically come to ask for your guidance!"

The last time Lady Zhou had forced her way in was just a few days ago, and yet here she was again.