CH 32

September 28, 2022Merchie

Pei Zheng was sitting in the Drunken Spring Pavilion’s lobby with a gloomy expression. He seemed to exude a heavy, freezing aura that enveloped the entire room.

He was hidden behind a decorative screen, separating him from the crowd of guests.

Behind Pei Zheng stood two rows of armed guards with knife-sharp eyes; they stared at the other guests like hunters closing in on their prey.

The pink-clad man was scared out of his wits when he arrived at the scene. He had known that Pei Zheng held a powerful position in court, but he wasn’t exactly sure of his title.

The guests enjoying themselves in the lobby immediately stopped what they were doing when they saw the guards, before they all silently shuffled toward the center of the hall.

A brave guest looked up slightly and snuck a peek at the screen. A pair of cold eyes stared back at him through the small gap, and he immediately lowered his head in fright.

While he was merely paralyzed with fear, a few of the people beside him screamed. One of the guards immediately came forward and knocked them out with the hilt of his sword, before the unconscious guests were all dragged away like straw mats.

No one dared to make a peep or move a step; the guards had surrounded them all and brandished their blades, ready to knock another disobedient guest out at any time.

Pei Zheng hooked his finger, and the row of guards immediately fanned out to search the pavilion.

The sounds of people shouting and hurriedly getting dressed could be heard from upstairs.

The guards searched for a while, but they did not find a single trace of Qi Changyi.

Pei Zheng sat rigidly and twisted his fingers, and the servant escorting Qi Changyi was suddenly thrown to the ground at his feet.

“Tell them what you told me before.”

Sweat was beaded all over the servant’s forehead.

“I took His High- the little master to the toilet, and I was waiting for him outside, and then I, I was suddenly knocked unconscious. When I came to, the little young master was gone! I couldn’t find him anywhere, so I could only rush back to…”

A black satin boot pressed against the servant’s back. Pei Zheng only exerted a little force, and the man dropped to the ground like a sack of bricks, unable to move, blood spilling from his mouth.

Pei Zheng acted as though he didn’t notice it. He turned to the crowd and called out, “Did you all hear that? If he’s not found today, don’t even think about walking out of this place alive.”

The pink-clad man spoke in a trembling voice, “Young, Young Master Pei, our guests are all distinguished and well-respected noblemen, I’m afraid you’re really being too aggressive.”

As soon as those words came out of his mouth, a few sensible guards beside Pei Zheng snuck him a glance, and noticed that the corner of his mouth was curled upwards. They silently sweated and prayed for the pink-clad man.

The pink-clad man took Pei Zheng’s silence as aquiescence, and continued, “Just say the word, and I will bring Young Master Pei all the cute little beauties you’d like. However, you are not the only important guest here tonight; if something happens to any of them, it won’t end well!”

“Won’t end well?” Pei Zheng’s smirk was full of contempt. “I could flip the entire capital city upside down if I wanted to, why would I care about your little Drunken Spring Pavilion?”

The pink-clad man’s face turned ashen, and cold sweat began to drip down his back. He could now confirm that Pei Zheng definitely had a powerful backer; it would certainly explain his arrogant, domineering attitude.

There was a sudden shout from within the crowd.

“I’ve had enough of this! You piece of shit1, how dare you imprison us? My dad is a court official, so what if I knocked that little fool out and fucked his ass, you can’t do anything to me!”

Everybody in the hall turned to look in the direction of the voice. It was the disheveled Young Master Wang. His expression was filled with rage.

That man surnamed Pei had stolen the top escort from right under his nose, and he had been plotting a way to get back at him. Although that fool at his side really did have some brain problems, he was a rare beauty.

Several guards stepped forward and dragged him out of the crowd, forcing him to kneel beside the servant at Pei Zheng’s boots.

Young Master Wang was writhing on all fours like an indignant boar, and howling like a slaughtered pig. Pei Zheng immediately kicked him in the chest.

He tumbled backwards several times, before landing on his face and spitting out a mouthful of blood and broken teeth. He cried out in pain.

“I’m telling my dad, I’ll tell him to have you flogged and thrown in prison!”

Pei Zheng waved his hand, and several guards took the wailing Young Master Wang out to the courtyard. The rest of the guards withdrew as well, dragging the servant along with them. Pei Zheng stepped outside, and walked towards the courtyard.

“Where is he?”

“Wuuu…I said I didn’t have time to fuck him yet, I fainted before I could even take off my pants, I really don’t know, wuuuu…”

“How did you faint?”

“Wuuu…I thought I smelled something, something really weird, and then I fainted, wuuu….”

Pei Zheng’s eyes narrowed. A strange scent?

“Papapapapa!” Several crisp slaps landed on his face, and Young Master Wang spat out a few more teeth, his sobs becoming even more wretched.

“Wuuuu…I already confessed, why are you still hitting me…”

Pei Zheng motioned for the guards to come over, “Beat him until he remembers who it was.”

“Yes sir.”

The row of guards disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Pei Zheng stood still, before he lightly rubbed his temples.

It was the first time he had brought Qi Changyi out of the palace, and he had lost him just like that. The little fool was really restless; it would have been better if Pei Zheng had just tied him to his waist to keep him from mindlessly frolicking about.

The streets of the Imperial Capital were still teeming with people. Pei Zheng looked up and stared at the seemingly never-ending road.

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have had Cheng Feng go to the Imperial Hospital. It was at this time that Pei Zheng actually needed him; his mind was so blurry with drunkenness that he could hardly remember the way back.

Suddenly, a little ways ahead of him, there was a large crowd of people, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar little figure. Pei Zheng didn’t have time to think, he immediately rushed over.

In the center of the group was a troupe of performers. They danced with spears and did somersaults in the air; there was even an act in which someone spat fire right after drinking water, which made everyone cheer loudly.

Pei Zheng frowned as he was shoved and squeezed by the crowd. As soon as he looked up, he saw the little prince he had been desperately searching for. He was sitting next to a taller man, chatting and laughing and applauding after each performance.

Pei Zhang stared at the two; they were so close that their bodies were practically touching. His cold gaze immediately burst into flames.

Notes

Oh god Changyi run awayyy

Please let me know if anything is unclear, I understand it well, I just can’t put it into English ;-;

For once the grammarly face is not horrified but it really should be

Thanks for reading~~

1. What he said actually said was “你个姓裴的算是什么东西?” which is roughly “who do you think you are, you who is surnamed Pei” lol that’s so bad

Anyway that didn’t flow well, so I just replaced it with something of basically the same vibe and meaning