Chapter 26

Chapter 26

A spell of autumn rain and a cold, carried away the last trace of summer heat. Before the rain fell in the hall, a large water vat had been placed in the hall; the rain water kept striking the surface of the water, the sound of splashing fell incessantly on the ears.

Hua Lu passed by the study and saw that the window was open and that the lamp was still lit. She thought it was the Shaojun reading in the study, but when she walked in, she found that it was her family’s Eldest Young Master sitting hunched over at the desk.

Hua Lu checked repeatedly. She wiped her eyes several times and made sure she wasn’t seeing wrong. She asked, “Eldest Young Master, what are you doing in the study?”

The Eldest Young Master only ever came to the study to annoy Shaojun. But right now, Shaojun wasn’t even here.

Lu Wancheng said, as though he had nothing left to live for, “I’m solving a problem.”

“Solving a problem?” Hua Lu leaned forward and glanced at it. The writing on the paper was a mess, she couldn’t understand it anyway. She reached out to close the window, but Lu Wancheng stopped her. “All this thinking is making me dizzy. I want some air blowing in for a bit.”

“That won’t do, Young Master.” Hua Lu firmly closed the window, “Shaojun said, you can’t be exposed to the cold wind now.”

Lu Wancheng dropped the pen and slumped against his wheelchair. “I have a headache, I’m so damn tired. I don’t want to think anymore.”

He has already been thinking seriously for an hour. The high-intensity mental work was really exhausting. It reminds him of the miserable days when he had to muddle through his homework even though he was already sick of studying.

Hua Lu thoughtfully put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. “If Young Master is tired then just go and sleep first.”

Lu Wancheng looked out the window. The sky was covered by gray clouds and the autumn rain was drizzling outside. It was indeed weather most suitable for sleeping. He has been diligent working for an hour, it was time to lie down.

Lin Qingyu had just changed into his inner robe after having finished his bath. He heard the door open with a creak behind him and damp cold wind came rushing in. Lin Qingyu turned around, meeting the eyes of the person who came. He said indifferently, “You’re back.” His long hair was only half-dried, and it fell on his chest, soaking his inner robe. In order to fit the body comfortably, the inner robe was made of silk, which was easily permeable by water.

Although Lin Qingyu was forced to marry, in the end, he was still only eighteen years old. His figure was much more slender and a lot less developed than that of an adult man in his twenties or thirties. His body, untainted by even a speck of dust, seemed both hidden and visible under the translucent silk.

Lu Wancheng was slightly startled. He then looked away and said, “What kind of bath is taken in the daytime?”

Lin Qingyu also knew that the way he was dressed right now wasn’t very dignified. He was a little uncomfortable at first, but seeing Lu Wancheng even more uncomfortable than he was made him feel a little more at ease. “Is there any Hou Mansion rule saying that you can’t bathe during the day?”

“No, but its easier for you to get seen if you take a bath during the day.” Lu Wancheng teased rather indecently, “See? Didn’t I catch you? Are you angry?”

Lin Qingyu became calmer. “I’m not angry. You and I are both men and sworn brothers too. I don’t mind.”

Lu Wancheng covered his chest. “If you mention the word ‘sworn brothers’ again, I’m going to vomit blood for you to see.”

Lin Qingyu’s eyes flashed. Given Lu Wancheng’s current condition, once he vomited blood, it really would be time to prepare for his funeral.

“Fine, I won’t mention it.”

Lu Wancheng instantly had on a very flattered expression. Seeing that his complexion wasn’t looking too good, Lin Qingyu helped him onto the bed and examined his pulse for him. “It seems you haven’t been sleeping very well lately?”

“Isn’t it because of my cough? It would be strange if I could sleep well.”

Lin Qingyu saw through him but didn’t expose him, simply saying, “People who have been ill for a long time should avoid mental stress. Wancheng, no matter what it is, you have to relax.”

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, “I will try my best.”

After the autumn rain, the sky turned clear and bright. Lu Wancheng’s condition also took a slight turn for the better. The Lu Clan’s branch family, after having stayed for a little less than half a month at the Nan’an Hou’s Mansion, was finally leaving. Lu Baishuo came especially to the Blue Wind Pavilion to bid farewell to the two of them, saying that they would be leaving for Lin’an tomorrow.

Lu Baishuo was quite emotional. When he had come to the Nan’an Hou’s Mansion last year, Lu Wancheng was not so ill. From time to time, he had been invited to go out and have fun together. On the occasion of his parting, Lu Wancheng had even treated him the capital’s most prestigious Jinxiu Xuan.

Jinxiu Xuan was a restaurant by the river. Their signature “Hun Yang Mo Hu” shocked Lu Baishuo who had been visiting the capital for the first time. After Lu Baishuo returned to Lin’an, he searched for northern chefs everywhere, trying to recreate that Hun Yang Mo Hu. However, the taste always fell short by that little bit.

Lu Wancheng laughed when he heard it. “Sixth Brother might as well have the words ‘Quickly invite me to Jinxiu Xuan’ written on his face.”

Lu Baishuo said embarrassed, “Where? Where? I was just saying it offhand. But, to tell you the truth, I did go to Jinxiu Xuan yesterday. However, I was told by the attendant that the private rooms have already been reserved for the next three days. Alas, as expected of the capital. I should have gone earlier.”

Lin Qingyu asked, “Did you say that you are a guest of the Nan’an Hou’s Mansion?”

“That, I didn’t do.” Lu Baishuo said in surprise, “It’s just for a meal. Do you have to introduce yourself for that?”

Lin Qingyu said, “In the capital, there are influential official everywhere. Exalting those above and stamping on those below is common; especially in places like Jinxiu Xuan, where nobility and high-ranking officials gather. If you really want to go, you can ask Young Master Hou to accompany you.”

Lu Baishuo looked expectantly at Lu Wancheng. “Is that alright? Wancheng’s condition...”

Lin Qingyu said, “He just needs to be watched over carefully.” Recently, Lu Wancheng’s thoughts have obviously grown heavy, which was not conducive to recuperation. Going out to relax a bit wasn’t a bad idea.

Moreover, if he didn’t go out now, Lu Wancheng might... he might not have another chance to go out to relax.

Lu Wancheng thought for a while, then asked with a smile, “Qingyu, we’ve never had the chance to go out together to look around, have we?”

Lu Wancheng’s lazy eyes suddenly opened.

The crown prince’s name was Xiao Cheng and he was the eldest son of current Emperor. Like the Nan’an Hou, the Emperor fate for sons was weak. Even having a harem that numbered in the thousands, he had but scant few sons who’ve grown up safely. When finally, after much difficulty, the Empress become pregnant and was expected to give birth to a young son, who could have expected that she would give birth to a foolish child? However, no matter how few princes there are, fights for the throne cannot be avoided. Xiao Chen and his concubine mother plotted for many years, and finally became the biggest winner and entering the East Palace three years ago.

Xiao Cheng looked unabashedly at Lin Qingyu, the corners of his lips ticked up, showing great interest. Looking just like ths at Lin Qingyu, took a sip of his wine cup and then summoned the imperial bodyguards, instructing him.

Lin Qingyu retracted his gaze and said, “Let’s go back in.”

Lu Wancheng said, “No hurry, we’ll just quietly watch him pretend.”

The guard held the wine cup that Xiao Cheng had just drank out of. He walked halfway around to the two of them, and said, “Greetings to Young Master Hou, Lin Shaojun. This cup of wine is being given to Shaojun by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He hopes Shaojun would kindly accept.”

Lin Qingyu glanced at the wine cup, feeling only that it was dirtying his eyes. “There is no need for me to accept. I don’t drink.”

The guard’s expression changed, and he said, “Lin Shaojun, with all due respect, do you understand whose wine it is you are rejecting?”

“Naturally. It’s the crown prince’s wine.” Lu Wancheng murmured, “Or was it perhaps the wine of the gods?”

The guard’s expression turned even uglier. “Does Young Master Hou and Shaojun really wish to reject His Highness’s kindness?”

Lu Wancheng laughed and his laughter was chilling. “Go back and tell the crown prince, just tell him – it has been three years since Princess Jingchun has been married off to the North.”

Princess Jingchun?

Lin Qingyu remembered the name. The Princess Jingchun was originally a handmaid under the Shangyi Bureau. Because of her beauty and charm, her bright eyes and kindly manner, she was favored by the King of the North who had come visiting from afar three years ago. The King of the North fell in love at first sight with Jingchun and immediately asked the Emperor to allow her to marry him.

The people of the northern territory was a frontier tribe and they have had constant disputes with the current dynasty for many years. In order to stabilize the border, the Emperor personally conferred the marriage, appointed Jingchun as a princess and betrothed her to the king of the north. He had even asked the crown prince to preside over the two’s wedding ceremony to show his sincerity.

——Why was Lu Wancheng mentioning this person in front of the crown prince?

The guard was left with no choice but to go back and relay his message. Hearing this, Xiao Cheng suddenly raised his head and stared intently at Lu Wancheng’s face, as though he could glean some clue from it. But no matter how much he looked, he could nothing but a sickly seedling with a smile on the corner of his lips.

Their group returned to the private room, where Huan Tong said very uneasily, “Young Master Hou, Young Master, that was the crown prince... The future Emperor. Offending him like that, will he have our heads chopped off in the future?”

Lu Wancheng said to deliberately scare him, “It’s very possible. But by then, I would already be long under the ground and he wouldn’t be able to cut off my head.”

Huan Tong was about to cry from fright. “Young Master Hou...”

Lin Qingyu suddenly said, “Indeed. That’s why you shouldn’t have to worry about this matter.”

Lu Wancheng was momentarily silent. He then said lazily, “Alright, I shall listen to Doctor Lin.”

After this incident, the two of them were no longer in any mood to play. They quickly ate dinner and returned to the Mansion with an order of Hun Yang Mo Hu. After staying out for half a day, Lu Wancheng was already exhausted. After washing up, he lay on the bed to rest.

It was still early and Lin Qingyu didn’t feel at all sleepy so he headed to the study. He has taken quite an interest in fragrances lately and he has been trying to recreate the incense he smelled in Fengyi Palace that day.

Suddenly, it started to rain outside. Amidst the hazy night rain, Lin Qingyu suddenly caught sight of a figure outside the window.

Lin Qingyu opened the window, only to see Lu Wancheng, cloak draped over his shoulders, holding onto the window edge. His long hair was scattered and he was short of breath, as if it had taken all his strength to walk all the way from the bedroom to here.

Lin Qingyu was stunned. “Why are you... Where are the servants?”

Lu Wancheng sidestepped the question. “I can’t do it.”

“What?”

“I can choose not to care about other things and I don’t feel like caring about them either. But this matter, I can’t just not worry about it.” Lu Wancheng looked at him and said solemnly, “You were born to reach high as a mountain. Even if you keep on doing evil things, I can never allow you to be reduced to mere nothing.”

Lin Qingyu’s eyes opened wide.

The cold air invaded his body and Lu Wancheng was overcome with a heart-rending coughing fit. As if he could no longer keep standing, he slowly slipped against the wall. Lin Qingyu quickly walked out of the study and shielded him from the wind and rain with his body. “Stop talking and get in the room first.”

Lu Wancheng grabbed his arms and murmured in a low voice, “That’s why I must find the best solution that will take care of this problem once and for all.”

Lin Qingyu grew silent. He had never seen such a Lu Wancheng before; it was as though he were tied down by shackles he couldn’t break free of. He was completely different from the young man who was leisurely whistling on the porch that day.

He had always disdained Lu Wancheng for being too lazy, too big-hearted to care about anything. But now, instead, he hoped that Lu Wancheng could spend what little time he had left as simple and unthinking as before.

After an unknown length of time, Lu Wancheng’s grip suddenly tightened, breaking the silence, “Qingyu.”

Lin Qingyu said, “I’m here.”

“I think,” a darkness flashed Lu Wancheng’s eyes, sharp and deep, but in the end, he was ill after all and his face remained pale, his mouth reeked of blood and his lips were as red as blood, “... I want Xiao Cheng’s life.”

Lin Qingyu’s chest grew slightly hot. He turned his hand over and held Lu Wancheng’s trembling wrist. He said warmly, “En, do you need help?”