Chapter 103: Little Wan Gets Punished Again
People said that the Xiao family had produced prime ministers for generations and was one of the most cultured noble families. Xiao Ji himself was a typical representative of Great Wei’s civil officials: elegant, learned, and refined.
But for such a person to suddenly lose all composure and shout, “Disaster!” made it all the more heart-wrenching.
Su Jingzhi endured his physical discomfort and stopped in his tracks.
He looked up in the direction Xiao Ji was pointing. Cold sweat broke out instantly, feeling icy mixed with the cold rain. Then his heart trembled violently as he sprinted towards the bottom of Mianhua Lou:
It was Little Wan!
It was Little Wan, wearing the thin gauze clothes of a brothel courtesan!
“—You… just hold onto the rope tightly and don’t move!”
For the first time, his voice became so unstable, filled with concern and chaos. But amidst the crashing rain, half of it was drowned out. Wei Wanlan, slowly descending from the top window of Mianhua Lou using a rope made of red gauze curtains, didn’t hear him.
It was rare for spring rain to be this heavy…
The rumbling thunder made Su Jingzhi even less noticeable to Wei Wanlan. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky!
Wei Wanlan gripped the rope, trembling, his body swaying wildly against the building wall.
He had inhaled some knockout incense. Although not too much, it still affected his body; he had no strength.
He realized that executing his escape plan wasn’t that easy. It required excellent physical strength. But he was terrified. Going up meant returning to the wolf’s den, and going down still left more than ten meters. He was in a dilemma.
Wei Wanlan held onto the rope tightly.
The red gauze curtains hurt his hands.
His palms burned. His dragon claws, which had never done heavy labor, couldn’t withstand this torment. His arms couldn’t support his body weight either, trembling. He was about to fall.
Rumble, another clap of thunder.
Wei Wanlan was closer to the room. Someone had entered the room! He heard the sound of rummaging, the voice of the man who disguised himself as an old woman to trick him, and the voice of the turtle calling for him.
He was terrified.
“A patron paid two thousand taels of silver for him to spend the night. How did the little wretch escape?”
“If you can’t find the money tree, be careful your dad doesn’t skin you alive!”
“Look, the window is open…”
Wei Wanlan gritted his teeth and moved a few inches down.
His hands hurt even more.
He wanted to cling to the rope with all four limbs.
But it was useless; the rope was too thin.
The cursing of the turtles upstairs grew louder: “The little thing tied a rope with the curtains. The rope is tied to the bed leg. The rope is taut. The little thing just went down!”
Wei Wanlan’s breath tightened, and he looked up.
Five or six turtles’ heads popped out of the window simultaneously, staring viciously at Wei Wanlan. One of them took out a knife, threatening to cut the rope:
“The little thing is here!”
“Wretch, you nearly got us punished by the owner. The patron who bought you just happens to enjoy beating courtesans. If you fall and get hurt all over, maybe you can sell for even more money!”
“Hahahahaha.”
The turtles scared him. To retaliate, they deliberately shook the rope.
Wei Wanlan’s upper limbs were sore. Holding the rope, he felt like the group above was going to reel him back in like a fish. He didn’t want to go back and do bad things with others.
He really… couldn’t hold on anymore.
In that moment, he felt like a leaf drifting in the wind. The feeling of weightlessness accompanied by a desperate fear of death made Wei Wanlan squeeze his eyes shut.
He fell!!!
He was going to shatter like a glass bottle QAQ
It would hurt!!!
However, the expected pain wasn’t that severe.
When the fall stopped, the pain was still there, but it was a dull ache only in the back of his knees and back. He curled up reflexively, his body not feeling the solid impact of hitting the ground.
In the drizzling cold rain of the spring night, he crashed into a deep woody scent and was steadily caught in someone’s embrace.
Smelling only the scent, Wei Wanlan thought it was Fu Jun, because Fu Jun was in Mianhua Lou.
This was the hero he had been looking for a whole day and night.
To confirm this person’s safety, he nearly smashed into pieces and almost ended up accompanying someone to bed.
Closing his eyes fiercely and aggrievedly, he clutched the clothes on Fu Jun’s chest, burying his head in his arms like a newly hatched little ostrich. While crying messily and still in shock, he babbled:
“There was an old lady in the building, fake, tricked me into the room. To do things that can’t result in babies.”
“I can’t tie knots, the gauze curtains are so hot, wuwuwu.”
He fainted from fear.
Mianhua Lou, top floor room.
The owner and those turtles were all punished for “persecuting innocent people.”
As for whether there would be any retaliation during the legal process, they were all bullies who feared the strong. Digging up their past, they all had criminal records. They screamed miserably when taken away; no need to elaborate.
Wei Wanlan opened his eyes hazily. The aftereffect of the knockout incense was strong. He couldn’t muster any strength, only moving his body slightly. What he saw by the bed was the Big Bad Guy.
Could it be that the Big Bad Guy saved him?
How did the Big Bad Guy know he was trapped in Mianhua Lou and came specifically to save him?
While he was thinking, he didn’t know how Su Jingzhi noticed he was awake.
When he woke up, the Regent King keenly sensed it, then turned his eyes down to gaze at him.
Those sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, perhaps blurred by the rain, made Wei Wanlan feel a depth that almost wrapped him firmly, as if instantly building a solid cocoon for him.
Wei Wanlan wanted to cry a little.
He held back his tears.
“There’s no one in the building. Fu Jun went back to Heaven Sword Manor for seclusion,” Su Jingzhi said.
Wei Wanlan said hoarsely: “You… know Fu Jun?”
“Don’t know him. Heard you calling in your sleep. This Prince asked around casually,” Su Jingzhi replied.
Wei Wanlan was inevitably regretful but also felt happy.
Because according to this, Fu Jun wasn’t dead. Wei Wanlan believed Su Jingzhi’s intelligence network wouldn’t lie to the Regent King.
Wei Wanlan smiled weakly: Then, the Hero is fine, right?
The little emperor smiled slightly, causing the Regent King’s gaze to deepen. Just as a more comfortable sense of security was about to rise, a hand reached out in front of Wei Wanlan.
“?”
It was Su Jingzhi’s big hand. The palm was thin, calloused, and powerful.
Wei Wanlan put his hand on it, then was pulled up from the exaggeratedly large soft bed of the brothel by the Regent King. Wei Wanlan was baffled.
Su Jingzhi withdrew his gaze and ordered coldly: “Go open those drawers.”
“…Oh.” Wei Wanlan dared not disobey. The little puppet nodded and obediently opened the bedside drawer, only to blush furiously.
What decent things could be in a brothel drawer?
All were aphrodisiac creams or toys. The dildo was made very exaggeratedly, slightly curved, as thick as a child’s arm.
Wei Wanlan slammed the drawer shut, his heart pounding, thinking some Regent King was being disrespectful and lecherous. He shrank into the corner of the bed, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
As a result, the half-transparent clothes on his body couldn’t cover him at all. The front opened, revealing soft white skin inside.
Wei Wanlan turned completely red, about to burn up. He hurriedly grabbed the quilt.
But under the influence of the incense, he struggled even to hold the quilt tight. Not to mention the Regent King just pulled lightly with one hand, and the brocade quilt obediently followed him, exposing Wei Wanlan awkwardly again.
“Wuwuwu, don’t bully people QAQ.” Wei Wanlan closed his eyes.
Staying in a brothel for long, one would inevitably imagine bad things. Wei Wanlan cried and covered his face with his dragon claws, peeking through his fingers with half an eye.
He saw the Big Bad Guy approaching him.
The Big Bad Guy climbed onto the bed!
Wei Wanlan dared not look, shrinking deeper into the corner, almost squeezing into the corner of the wall. This futile resistance had no effect. The Big Bad Guy was especially bad, grabbing one of his dragon claws. The calluses were so rough!
His palm was led somewhere by the Regent King, touching something hard. Wei Wanlan was inexplicably ashamed to the point of tears, but the thing flipped over in his palm, feeling a bit cold.
His doe eyes opened. Wei Wanlan had tears in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, he saw the Big Bad Guy holding his hand. In his other hand, he held a ruler.
—He was holding a thick and heavy iron ruler!!!
Reacting sluggishly…
Is the Big Bad Guy going to beat him???
Oh my god. The Regent King is going to beat the Little Emperor QAQ.
He guessed right. Su Jingzhi was waiting for him to wake up. Saving him was one thing, liking him was another, but Wei Wanlan did many things wrong. He had to learn a lesson and absolutely couldn’t be indulged to the point of lawlessness.
“Your Majesty climbed walls, climbed trees, entered a brothel, and overestimated yourself to rappel down, finally falling from the building. Even common naughty children would be beaten for this. Your Majesty is truly brave and invincible.”
“This subject thinks Your Majesty should join the army, be a vanguard, to save Your Majesty from being restless and always wanting to run around.”
Su Jingzhi’s tone rose at the end. He habitually used this tone when being sarcastic.
Wei Wanlan feared the Big Bad Guy’s tone the most.
Because every time he did something stupid and fell into the Big Bad Guy’s hands, he would use this tone to tease him, calling it “properly dealing with him.”
Yes, he was going to properly deal with him…
The iron ruler was so thick!
Such a thick ruler, paired with such a strong person, double debuffs applied, his dragon claw could be smashed directly QAQ.
He tried to pull his hand out of Su Jingzhi’s palm.
Useless!
Wei Wanlan trembled. Before the ruler hit, the pain in his palm already felt real. Wei Wanlan could even feel the numbing pain of his hand swelling high instantly.
He cried and asked the Regent King: “Prince! Can you negotiate with me? Just hit once! I learned my lesson. I won’t climb trees or walls anymore, won’t enter brothels randomly. I didn’t mean it; I wasn’t being naughty. Can you hit lightly!”
Su Jingzhi’s expression didn’t change.
The ruler was raised a bit higher, poised to strike.
Wei Wanlan begged even harder, trembling all over. His self-reflection poured out like rain, tears falling: “There are bad people in the brothel. If the Prince hadn’t saved me, all those props just now would have been used on me. I know, I saw it, wu…”
When the doe eyes shed tears, he looked like a flower stained with dew, crying until the corners of his eyes and cheeks were red.
Finally crying out of breath. Shouting until his throat was hoarse.
“Prince, it hurts, be gentle.”
“I’m scared, don’t use so much force.”
Su Jingzhi’s mouth twitched slightly. He didn’t move at all, just listening to Wei Wanlan shouting messily. The iron ruler was thrown onto the round table outside the bed, making a loud bang. In the end, he couldn’t bear to hit him. Hearing him cry, his heart softened. The Regent King’s Adam’s apple rolled.
Wei Wanlan’s heart also settled. Great, finally no weapon. He lowered his head and rubbed their joined palms.
Finally smoothing the Big Bad Guy’s fur: “Sorry, don’t be angry, don’t be angry…”
“Will there be a next time?”
“There won’t be a next time!”
“Will you run away again?”
This—
Not necessarily.
I still have missions to do.
Besides, if I encounter something like Fu Jun again that forces me to act, I can’t guarantee standing by.
So when answering this question, he hesitated, feigning compliance:
“…Can.”
“You’re lying to me.”
He was suddenly pushed onto the bed by the Regent King, back hitting the mattress, and his white socks were removed.
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