Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard c1-234

by N/A

  “Du Xiaoli, This Prince shall ask you. Are you willing or unwilling to marry This Prince?” Han Minghong roared out.

  Turning around, Du Xiaoli looked at the somewhat fanatical Han Minghong before replying in a totally resolute voice: “I won’t do stuff like getting involved with two people at once [1]! Furthermore, studs aren’t my type! So it’s best that you wipe this idea from your mind!”

  “This Prince will make sure you follow This Prince obediently!” Han Minghong sneered, “If you’re willing to be with This Prince, This Prince will keep your secret. If not, everyone in the Jiang Hu world will definitely know about the location of the Wind Blowing Snow.”

  Du Xiaoli walked towards the window. Thinking that she had changed her mind and was now willing to go with him, a satisfied smile appeared on Han Minghong’s face.

  In the end, she merely said, “Suit yourself.”

  Then she closed the window shut.

  Stunned by Du Xiaoli’s actions, Han Minghong proceeded to roar from outside of the window, “Du Xiaoli, you—! You better not regret this!”

  Looking at the tightly shut window while hearing Han Minghong hoot from outside, Du Xiaoli couldn’t help but roll her eyes and curse him, calling him an idiot.

  Perhaps Han Minghong was afraid that people would see his tantrum, for he quickly left her residence while feigning disinterest. Otherwise, Du Xiaoli was not sure whether she would be able to resist tossing a basin of foot-washing water out at him.

  “Mistress,” Xia Yuan said as she walked over, “What would happen if Prince Ren really revealed information about the secret book?”

  “We’ll deal with it when it happens. Besides, with my current strength, they can’t just simply snatch it away from me,” Du Xiaoli replied. “This Han Minghong’s really quite irritating. I have to give him something to be occupied with so he won’t come running here to foul my eyes when he’s too bored.”

  “Pfft. Mistress, in the eyes of the other families’ young ladies, Prince Ren is a talented young man, brimming with elegance and poise. Yet, in your eyes, he has become filth,” Xia Yuan said with a laugh.

  “Sigh. That’s called having a gilded exterior while being shabby and rotten on the inside. So what if he looks good? The most important thing about a man isn’t his appearance but what’s contained within! If he doesn’t treat you well, would his handsome looks matter at all? Can his appearance be eaten? There are even times where there’s no need to be too handsome at all. If a man looks like a flower, won’t he be stuck with the label of attracting butterflies wherever he goes?” Du Xiaoli responded. Yet as she did so, an image of the divinely handsome Han Mingyi unknowingly surfaced before her eyes.

  “Is Mistress talking about your future husband?”

  “So what if I talk about him?” Du Xiaoli said. “Who asked him to be that handsome? There’s a saying that goes like this, ‘Men are in charge of earning money to support the family, while women are in charge of appearing as beautiful as flowers.’ Since you said that he is even more beautiful than a flower, could it be that you want to twist this saying around? Have him stay at home to appear as beautiful as a flower while I head outside to earn money to support the family?”

  “Pffttt. What kind of logic is this, Mistress?”

  “Golden logic,” Du Xiao Li replied as she placed her book on the table. “You three, pay attention to the movements in Sui Yuan Club. Don’t look for me if nothing happens. I’ll head to the pharmacy to research a drug that will cause erectile dysfunction. I want to see if that Han Minghong will continue to show such intentions for me when he can’t raise up his ‘little brother’.”

  Du Xiaoli headed out immediately after finishing her sentence, leaving behind a stunned and confused Xia Yuan.

  E-Erectile dysfunction? Since when had Mistress become this sinister?! However, that Han Minghong was truly loathsome. If an arrogant and egotistical man like him were to suffer from erectile dysfunction, who knew what kind of response he would have!

  However, that meant others would really look forward to seeing his response!

  When Han Minghong left Sui Yuan Club, he had no idea that his ‘little brother’ was already being targeted...

  At the city gates, Han Mingyi sat on his horse. Ji Liufeng was by his side, and the two people shot occasional looks outside the city gates.

  “Prince Ding, what do you think of this? Just after becoming Marquis Zhen, Zhao Zhen didn’t clean up the mess in Northern Yuan but unexpectedly had the mood to run over here instead. Exactly what kind of game is he playing?”

  “Northern Yuan is in chaos now. Their emperor has passed away, and the current emperor’s just a 12-year-old kid. Therefore, all of the power and authority now lie in Zhao Zhen’s hands. His title is that of a marquis, but since he holds the feudal lord, he controls the latter’s vassals... or in other words, the emperor and his power. It can be said that his people have already infiltrated many parts of Northern Yuan, so even if he isn’t present there, nothing can shake his position. I’m afraid that his goal for coming to Feng Ming is me,” Han Mingyi replied slowly as he tugged on his horse’s reins.

  “Although I didn’t get matched up directly against him during this war, I’ve heard that he has been giving advice to the military this whole time, which cost us quite a lot. If it wasn't for you, our cities might have already been breached!” Ji Liufeng lamented. Although he had always felt that he was very smart, he knew that he wasn’t as good when compared to two people. One of them being Han Mingyi, and the other being Zhao Zhen.

  “Indeed, we have to be careful when dealing with him,” Han Mingyi agreed with Ji Liufeng’s words.

  “Did he talk about his motive for coming here this time?” Ji Liufeng asked.

  “To seek peace,” Han Mingyi tossed those three words out in an indifferent tone.

  Although the war against Northern Yuan had already ended, both parties had yet to sit down together and discuss the matter of making peace. Nevertheless, this was normal as both parties needed to properly sort out their own people and matters of compensation, making it hard to come up with a decision in a short period of time.

  “However, it won’t be that simple…”

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  Ch. 092.1 – Punishing Prince Ren (1)

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  Han Mingyi said no more after that because a gorgeous carriage had already appeared at the city gate with hundreds of guards in the front and back, each of them appearing sturdily built. Even the horses were a great deal larger than the average ones.

  “Let’s head out." Han Mingyi spurred his horse on to the outside of the city gates, and it just so happened that the carriage came to a halt as well.

  “I didn’t expect Prince Ding to personally come and welcome me. I, Zhen, am honored!" Zhao Zhen opened the door of the carriage and stepped out, looking at Han Mingyi from the carriage.

  He wore an enchanting red robe, with inky black hair that reached down to his waist. His face was not inferior to Han Mingyi’s, but Han Mingyi had a more resolute appearance, whereas he was more feminine.

  “Marquis Zhen came personally to my country of Feng Ming, so it is only natural that I, Mingyi, should personally come to welcome you," Han Mingyi said, cupping his hands in greeting. "The inn has already been prepared. Please come this way.”

  “After you, Prince Ding.” Zhao Zhen entered his carriage when he finished speaking. Han Mingyi and Ji Liu Feng left first, and Zhao Zhen’s carriage followed closely.

  Han Mingyi brought Zhao Zhen out
to the posthouse, where Lu Junqi had previously stayed. When Zhao Zhen got off the carriage and saw the gates of the posthouse, his eyes lit up, and an undetectable smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

  This place—he had in fact been here before!

  “This is Zhen’s first time here in Feng Ming. If Prince Ding has any spare time, could you perhaps take me around? I’ve always heard that Feng Ming is the most bustling city!” Zhao Zhen said while looking at Han Mingyi.

  "Haha, it just so happens that the academy’s competitions are being held during these couple of few days. I, Mingyi, am responsible for the safety of all of the students during this period, so I really don’t have much spare time. However, if you’re still interested afterward, I could take you to see the graceful bearings of the students from Northern Yuan," Han Mingyi replied.

  "I remember now. The competitions are indeed being held during this time. It was originally said that it was to be held in my country, Northern Yuan, but because of the recent disturbances, there was no choice but to change the location to here. Since it's here, I will definitely take the time and go have a look," Zhao Zhen said with a smile.

  When Han Mingyi entered the posthouse, a person immediately greeted him. So Han Mingyi let them lead the way and went with Zhao Zhen to the courtyard that had been arranged for him.

  "Marquis Zhen, I pass down the Emperor’s words to you. Marquis Zhen must be tired from traveling on the road, so rest first for today. Tomorrow, there will be an envoy to bring you into the palace. This Prince still has matters to attend to, so I will take my leave. Please rest well, Marquis Zhen."

  "Since Prince Ding has matters to attend to, Zhen will not keep you any longer. Please, after you."

  The two cupped their hands together and bade each other goodbye. Then Han Mingyi left the posthouse.

  "Little Linlin."

  "Your subordinate is here," Zhao Zhen's personal bodyguard said while walking in, "Master."

  "Little Linlin, I didn't think our turn to stay here would arrive so soon." Zhao Zhen sighed.

  "Yes," Little Linlin responded.

  "I heard that the poison was treated by Han Mingyi’s little fiancee? Wasn't that the child we saw back then?" Zhao Zhen asked.

  "It should be."

  "It’s no wonder such a small child was invited over at the time." Zhao Zhen smiled darkly. "Have someone investigate this little doll. This Marquis spent a thousand gold to buy the Amalgamation of Ice and Fire only for her to solve it just like this, so this Marquis has some interest in her."

  "Will do," Little Linlin said and exited.

  "Oh, Han Mingyi, fiancee, little doll... When will we meet......"

  In the night, Han Minghong was soaking in the bathtub, and all he could think about was Du Xiaoli. Thinking about how she would rather let others know that the secret book was in her hands than follow him filled his heart with burning rage, and he hit the side of the bathtub fiercely.

  "Your Majesty, this servant has come to refill the hot water for you," a servant said from outside the privacy screen.

  "Come in."

  The servant came in from outside and reached out his hand to test the water. Using a gourd ladle, he scooped up some hot water and added it to the tub. Then he bowed and retreated. When he retreated behind Han Minghong, he quietly sprinkled some medicinal powder in the water. Meanwhile, Han Minghong was busy thinking about how to deal with Du Xiaoli and didn’t notice a single thing.

  The boy retreated outside and threw the bucket in his hand into the flower bed. The bucket just so happened to land right next to a person, but the sound didn't attract the man's attention. That was because he had already been knocked unconscious early on.

  The task had been completed, and the boy avoided the guards in the prince's mansion, easily getting out of Prince Ren's Manor. After exiting, he took off the clothes on his body and tore off the human skin mask on his face. The bland boy immediately turned into the pretty Ying Ge.

  "Let’s see if you—you perverted stud—will think about my lady again! Hehe, I wonder what expression you'll have when you see yourself like this. If Mistress didn't tell me to return as soon as I succeeded, I would stay behind to enjoy this. Hmph, this is really letting you off easily!"

  Once she was done speaking, she dusted her hands and went back.

  When Ying Ge left, a figure emerged from the darkness. It was Leng Er, who was originally supposed to be by Han Mingyi’s side.

  Leng Er, who was dressed in black, looked in the direction that Ying Ge had left for. Thinking of the playful words she said just earlier, he laughed slightly. Then he took out a face scarf and put it on. After that, he jumped into Prince Ren’s Manor.

  Ying Ge walked for two blocks but still could not resist the curiosity in her heart. After struggling for a bit, she returned and reentered Prince Ren’s Manor through the very same route Leng Er had taken.

  Before she came, she had thoroughly familiarized herself with the layout of Prince Ren's Manor, so she just followed her memory and arrived at Han Minghong's bedroom. Then she removed one of the roof tiles and peeked inside.

  After a while, the bedroom door was opened, and Han Minghong—dressed in his pajamas—came in from outside. He stretched this way and that before sitting down by the bed.

  His personal servant came forward and asked, "Your Highness, which lady would you like to invite to serve you in bed tonight?"

  "Whose turn is it today?" Han Minghong asked, "Forget it. This Prince is tired of seeing those women. Just invite the new concubine who arrived yesterday."

  "Yes, this servant will go and fetch Beauty Yu here." The servant retreated and left Han Minghong's courtyard.

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  Ch. 092.2 – Punishing Prince Ren (2)

  Ying Ge watched from the roof as the servant left. Inwardly, she rebuked Han Minghong ruthlessly with disdain. He was indeed a stud; the one he called for, the one he gazed at, and the one he kept in his heart were all her Mistress, but he still could not control his own body. All day long, he just kept lusting for women.

  "In a while, let’s see how you’ll mess around when you can’t get it up," Ying Ge muttered. As soon as she finished speaking, someone tapped her shoulder. She jumped in fright, thinking that she had been discovered. So she hurriedly lunged an attack at the person, but they unexpectedly grabbed hold of her hand immediately and covered her mouth with their hand.

  "Shhh, it's me," Leng Er whispered.

  Hearing that, Ying Ge blinked to express she wouldn’t scream. It was only then that Leng Er released his grasp.

  "Why are you here?" Ying Ge mouthed.

  "Oh, just some work." Leng Er also moved his lips without making a sound. "How about you?!"

  "Watching a good show."

  "Beauty Yu, come this way."

  A lowly servant quickly brought an enchantingly dressed person into the yard. Ying Ge and Leng Er both hurriedly lowered their heads and hid themselves behind the beams of the house.

  The servant led Beauty Yu to Han Minghong's room and then left, even considerately closing the door behind him to give them the needed privacy.

  Ying Ge knew that the show was about to start, so she ignored Leng Er and focused on the scene in the room below.

  Watching a good show?

  When Leng Er saw Ying Ge's excited look, he gently removed a roof tile and observed the situation in the house himself.

  Beauty Yu was wearing a pink robe with an ultra-thin and transparent muslin draped over it. Below, her pants were also made of transparent muslin, undoubtedly revealing her enchanting figure.


  "Beauty Yu greets you, Your Highness.” Beauty Yu slightly bowed and cast a flirtatious look at Han Minghong.

  The provocative figure, coupled with her soft voice, made Han Minghong feel all tingly and faint.

  "Beauty Yu, come here." Han Minghong beckoned to Beauty Yu while sitting on the bed.

  Beauty Yu walked over slowly, stopping tens of centimeters before Han Minghong.

  "Your Highness, it's late. Let me help you undress for the night."

  "Okay." At that, Han Minghong stretched out his hands but didn’t actually get up. He just sat there and looked at Beauty Yu.

  "Your Highness, you’re so annoying. How can I help you undress like this?" Beauty Yu said shyly. Yet she leaned over anyway, reaching for the knot at Han Minghong’s waist that held his robes shut.

  Han Minghong suddenly grabbed Beauty Yu’s hand and pulled it to his side, and the two fell on the bed.

  “Your Highness, you hurt me." Beauty Yu hit Han Ming Hong's chest with one hand and looked at him reproachfully.

  “Did I? "Han Minghong asked. Taking Beauty Yu’s hand, he put it to his mouth and kissed it. Then he said, “So, it’s my fault!"

  "How could this servant dare say that it’s your fault? It’s because my bones are much too fragile. Your Highness, you should pity this servant," Beauty Yu said softly.

  "Okay, but in a while, it will depend on whether you work hard." After Han Minghong finished speaking, he pulled Beauty Yu close and kissed her.

  Leng Er looked at Ying Ge bemusedly. Seeing her watch the scene in the room with relish, he suddenly pulled her up and asked in a low voice, "Is this the good show you were talking about?"

  "Yes!" Ying Ge looked at Leng Er in confusion. Why was he so angry?

  "What's so good about this?" Leng Er’s expression was dark, and his entire body was giving off a cold air.