Chapter 130: The Prince Teases Xiao Wan Again
Su Jingzhi said, “Yes.”
Wei Wanlan’s curiosity grew even stronger.
He wanted to press the Regent: Who is the other person in your dream? Could it be… me?
Dragon paws covered his face again; his cheeks were scorching hot.
Then, how does the Regent treat him in the dream?
Did he also dream of that water?
Was it also from gentle to intense like that?
When he calls out “Xiao Wan,” does his heart also tremble strongly? Wei Wanlan didn’t know, so he anticipated and speculated even more.
But if… the other party in the dream isn’t me at all?
Uh.
Wei Wanlanâs brain suddenly jammed.
If in such moments, the one the Regent gently loves isn’t me, he would hold that person, whisper to “it,” and do such intimate things with that other half…
Wei Wanlanâs heart felt sour.
It was as if he had downed a pot of vinegar, or as if a giant stone was suddenly pressing on his chest.
He raised his eyes to gaze into the Regentâs eyes.
But he couldn’t see past those sword-like brows and starry eyes. Was someone else hiding in there once?
They were separated by a nine-year age gap, and by the book The Regent of Great Weiâthe plot he hadn’t read.
Liking a paper person indeed won’t lead to disappointment, but, butâ
Can someone tell Zhen Su Jingzhiâs full character settings!
Wei Wanlan wilted and burrowed into his embrace, falling silent.
Su Jingzhi didn’t continue the topic either, so in the end, he didn’t know if the object who made the Regent have intimate contact in dreams and wake up messy was him.
But actually, he didn’t know that even if it were the truth, Su Jingzhi couldn’t easily say it. It sounded too much like harassment. Even if he liked teasing Wan Wan, he teased with principles.
So, Su Jingzhi rubbed Wei Wanlanâs head.
His fingertips hooked gently at the edge of Wei Wanlanâs trousers. He comforted, “This King will fetch water for you to bathe, and then go wash the trousers.”
“No!!!” Wei Wanlan cried even more pitifully, frantically stopping him. “Just bring new ones. Zhen will wash them myself. You aren’t allowed to ask the palace maids, nor An Ruyi. You can’t tell anyone, and you definitely aren’t allowed to wash Zhen‘s panties yourself…”
“Are you sure?” Su Jingzhi asked as he got out of bed.
” En en en…” Wei Wanlan nodded desperately, begging again, “Good Prince, you said this is our little secret. If others find out, how can Zhen live?”
“Alright.”
Of course, the Regent kept his word.
Su Jingzhi said he wouldn’t disturb others, so he didn’t even use An Ruyi.
The doors of the Zichen Hall bedchamber opened and closed, then opened again. Su Jingzhi entered.
Suddenly, a giant wooden tub appeared in front of the dragon bed inside the bedchamber.
The wooden tub was filled with warm water. It made a thud when placed on the floor. This tub must have weighed at least a hundred jin, yet the Regent carried both water and tub into the hall.
Su Jingzhi adjusted his sleeves and said gently to Wei Wanlan, “The water is ready. Come out and wash clean.”
Wei Wanlanâs head poked out from the bed curtains. The Little Fool asked uncertainly, “…Others don’t know, right?”
Su Jingzhi spoke proudly, his voice resonant: “What is This King’s reputation? Naturally, I told no one, nor did I use anyone else’s hands.”
“Oh.” Then I’m relieved.
So Wei Wanlan pushed aside the bed curtains, got down to take off his clothes, and glanced guiltily at the Regent.
Su Jingzhi turned away like a gentleman. The person will be mine sooner or later anyway; no need to rush this moment.
“This King will go proceed according to the plan.”
The sound of splashing water rang out behind him. The Little Fool entered the water, swimming like a fish.
Wei Wanlanâs head had been muddled since this morning. He poked his head out of the warm, clean water: “W-what plan?”
Su Jingzhi stood with hands behind his back. “To keep that evil wolf Ashina Shali in the capital.”
He finished speaking and left leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Wei Wanlan knew that attitude. Whenever he showed that confident, composed, almost wildly arrogant posture, someone in this world was definitely about to be unlucky.
“Then… good luck, Regent King.”
“En.”
But Wei Wanlan never dreamed that before that fellow Ashina Shali got unlucky, he himself would be unlucky first!!!
Department of State Affairs (Zhongshu Sheng).
“Your Majesty. Is your body alright?”
“If you can’t hold on, you must tell this slave immediately. Imperial Physician Fang is waiting right here.”
This was the umpteenth time An Ruyi expressed careful concern.
An Ruyi was extremely vigilant. Usually, when coming to the Department of State Affairs, he feared being accused of eunuchs interfering in politics, so he was cautious in word and deed, speaking only when necessary. Today, however, he acted uncharacteristically, standing beside the Emperor, serving tonics and massaging his shoulders. Those who didn’t know better would really think he was a treacherous sycophant.
And it wasn’t just An Ruyi.
The palace maids and eunuchs of Zichen Hall, carrying incense burners and holding peacock fans, following the Emperorâs procession to the Department of State Affairsâeveryone along the way, whoever met Wei Wanlanâs gaze, inevitably lowered their head with a smile.
But Wei Wanlan felt that this smile was… why, why was it so… so lewd!
The inner court officials waited outside.
Whispers from the corners were soft, yet they still drifted in slowly with the draft passing through the hall. The tone of these palace maids and eunuchs was full of relief and envy:
“Qingqing, tell me, did the Regent personally boil even the hot water this morning?”
“Of course. The Prince has deep affection and righteousness for His Majesty. He doesn’t fake anything through others’ hands. Even if a slave wanted to help, he dismissed them. He said nothing, but he looked quite happy.”
“The dignified Regent can even build a fire and boil water?”
“Carrying such a big wooden tub through Zichen Hallâanyone with eyes knows what happened. They must have been loving all night long.”
“Even the Overlord lifting the cauldron was nothing compared to this. This scene shall be called ‘The Regent Carries the Tub’?”
“His Majesty is so good, and the Regent, though looking cold, is good to His Majesty. Seeing the two so harmonious simply makes one feel much more assured!”
“May His Majesty and the Prince have a harmonious union for a hundred years!”
“Centennial union for His Majesty and the Prince…”
Wei Wanlan heard every word.
The gossip fell on his ears, causing him to burn red from his face to the roots of his ears.
Thinking of the scene where Su Jingzhi boiled water and found pants according to his request, Wei Wanlan regretted it endlessly. He was so ashamed and annoyed he wanted to go back in time and slap himself twice.
But beyond that anger from embarrassment, he felt a warm current rising in his heart. His heart was being watered until it was full.
After observing the details, Xiao Ji could deduce the rough idea. He felt it was too much to look at, secretly cursing a certain Regent as a beast. Concerned for Wei Wanlanâs health, he cleared his throat and reminded him in a not-too-loud voice:
“Recently, Great Wei has had favorable weather. There are no particularly urgent court affairs today.”
Wei Wanlan froze. He felt the Brave Warrior was acting weird too.
Xiao Mengshi: “If Your Majesty is tired, this humble subject implores you to rest early. The Department of State Affairs has prepared a soft sedan chair, available for use at any time.”
Wei Wanlan: QAQ…
This Department of State Affairs is probably impossible to stay in!!!
Zhen wants to leave the palace. Zhen needs to calm down.
Wei Wanlan, the Little Emperor who decided to leave the palace, naturally couldn’t stay in the Imperial Palace for a moment longer.
He wanted to change locations. After thinking it over, he was still curious about Su Jingzhiâs side.
Because he didn’t know what method the Regent could use to detain the grassland overlord and ambitious Ashina Shali. As long as the Turk was in Chang’an for a moment, his heart was suspended, unable to completely settle down.
Wei Wanlan asked around for the Regentâs whereabouts.
Not at the Prince’s Manor, not at the relay station where the Turkic envoys were… Mmm, not even at any of the garrison camps near Chang’an. He wasn’t in any of the imaginable places.
Ashina Shali was by no means an ordinary figure. In that instant, his unease grew stronger. He was always afraid something might happen, and almost issued a decree to publicly summon the Regent for an audience.
Fortunately, the Regent could always give him a sense of security at the first moment.
Wei Wanlan hadn’t worried for more than half a quarter of an hour when Tang Tuan appeared before the Little Emperor. At a relatively secluded corner of the palace after leaving the Department of State Affairs, he knelt straight and stiff:
“Your Majesty, please rest assured. The Boss is safe, and the plan is proceeding smoothly.”
Tang Tuan was vague.
However, Tang Tuan was clean, with no injuries on his body. This relieved most of Wei Wanlanâs confusion. Wei Wanlan let out a gentle sigh of relief.
But he still couldn’t be completely at ease.
Wei Wanlan blinked his deer eyes and tilted his head. “General Tang, can’t even Zhen be told about his plan?”
“…” Some Little Emperor has eyes so bright they’re cute. No matter how many times I see them, I can’t help wanting to pat his head.
Tang Tuan, fearing the Boss would chop off his hands, kept his palms steadily on the ground. Ultimately not daring to overstep, he switched to whispering an explanation:
“The Boss said if you are interested, I can take you to participate. But it might be inconvenient for the two of you to meet. The Boss said he hopes you can understand that he didn’t do it on purpose.”
The more Tang Tuan spoke, the more he felt like this messenger was being stuffed full of dog food. He transformed into a lemon again.
And the Little Emperor stuffed even more dog food, simply bursting Tang Tuan: “It doesn’t matter if we meet or not. Zhen misses him very much. Take Zhen there.”
“Please follow this subordinate.” Tang Tuan led the way sourly.
Exiting the Imperial Palace, arriving in Chang’an, disguised, they went to the Drunken Immortal Tower (Zuixian Lou) in the West Market.
A storytelling stage was set up in the lobby on the ground floor.
The crowd was surging.
Wei Wanlan disguised himself as a young master this time. No female dress; his hair was loosely tied with a hair ribbon. His face looked even more tender, sixteen at most.
Tang Tuan and An Ruyi disguised themselves as a martial artist and an attendant, standing on either side, left and right, as they found a seat.
The shop boy hurriedly wiped the table, smilingly serving tea and dried fruitsâDragon Well tea and preserved cherries. But being out and about, the Regent had set a rule: no eating snacks indiscriminately. Wei Wanlan dared not partake.
“Where is the Regent?”
Tang Tuan didn’t answer.
At this moment, a crisp crack of the gavel resonated through the hall of the Drunken Immortal Tower, shaking all directions. The lobby instantly fell silent.
“Ladies and Gentlemen!”
The storyteller stroked his long beard. Seeing everyone listening with rapt attention, he cleared his throat and spoke loudly:
“Today, what we are going to tell is a matter concerning the family, the country, and the world. It speaks of the border troubles that have plagued the court for many years since the founding of the state. The trouble of the Turks lies especially in their cavalry. The iron cavalry is like ghosts, coming and going without a trace, attacking border towns. After burning, killing, and looting, they can vanish into thin air in an instant.”
The storytellerâs tone shifted, adding weight to his words, as if placing people on the war-torn frontier:
“In the past few decades, the Ashina family reunited the tribes of the grassland and fought two heavyweight wars with our dynasty. That scene truly made the heavens and earth change color, and the wind and clouds surge!”
He slammed the gavel again, his voice echoing in the hall like a great bell:
“The Turks invaded our borders. Fortunately, our dynasty has the wise and martial Regent. He personally led the army twice to meet the Turkic Khan Ashina Shali in battle. The Prince uses troops like a god, possessing both wisdom and courage. He defeated the enemy army both times, preserving the peace of our borders. He can be called a Heavy Vessel of the State!”
Saying this, the storyteller stood up, his steps majestic, as if he were now playing the Regent planning a strategy to defeat the enemy:
“The Prince knows deeply that if the border trouble is not eliminated, the court can never be at peace. Thus, the Prince visited rare talents by day and consulted military books by night, finally devising a method to break the Turkic cavalry.”
“In the past few days, the Prince vanished from the court precisely because he went to work on this wondrous method!”
The audience was now staring unblinkingly, breathing cautiously, afraid of missing a single word from the storyteller.
But the storyteller paused, as if holding a bag tight but refusing to shake it open, making people scratch their ears and cheeks in anxiety.
Finally, a listener couldn’t help it and stood up. “Hey! Don’t leave us hanging! Sir, tell us, what good method?”
“My uncle is fighting in the border defense army. If there really is such a wondrous plan, he can reunite with us soon~”
“Coincidence, coincidence, my older brother is also at the border.”
“Sir, tell us quickly!”
The old storyteller whetted the audience’s appetite enough, then slowly opened his lips, playing with the gavel in his hand:
“This plan is named: The ‘Heaven and Earth Dragnet Extermination Array’! Once this formation is deployed, the Turkic iron cavalry will have no place to hide. No matter how mobile and flexible they are, they will fall into the dragnet laid by our army, with nowhere to flee and no road to go!”
“‘Heaven and Earth Dragnet, Extermination Array?'”
The spectators looked at each other.
The name of this killing formation was formidable indeed.
Listening to the storytellerâs interpretation, it sounded vigorous and impressive.
So the audience asked curiously, “Can this formation really restrain the Turkic cavalry severely?”
At this time, mingled in the crowd, a dark-skinned man dressed in Wei clothing pricked up his ears alertly.
Only Wei Wanlan was completely bewildered in the whole venue.
No, Grandpa Storyteller, are you serious?
The Regent was lying in the Imperial Medical Office a while ago. He wasn’t reading military books day and night. Zhen feels that his sleep quality in Zichen Hall was actually quite good…
So what is this all about?
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