Chapter 31

Author's Note:

Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone! (づ￣ 3￣)づ I'm updating early today because my mom is dragging me out to karaoke to torture me~~~QAQ Speaking of which, JJ points have been so weird lately. I inexplicably lost so many points and I'm off the leaderboard! I'm so miserable~~~ I'm rolling on the floor, begging for love and points back~~~~

Chapter 32 (Thirty-One Chapter)

"Pig Kid, are you showing off to me by bringing Little Jing along? Have you two become really close?"

"Injustice... injustice! Your Majesty! I... no, I... no... this humble subject... I came out to look for, to look for you."

"Oh? So you came out looking for me? Why didn't you come alone? Why did you bring Little Jing along? And you say you weren't showing off?"

"This... this has nothing to do with anything. I was advised by Lord Wei that... only the Young Master can catch... no, he asked you to return to the palace, so I dared to trouble the Young Master to do me a small favor..."

"Heh. You only need me for a small favor? Hmm?"

"No, no, no, it's a huge favor! A huge favor! An incredibly huge favor!"

"Oh. It takes skill to get Little Jing to help you. Little Jing doesn't help just anyone, right?"

"No, no, no! Young Master is kind-hearted by nature; he saw that we commoners were isolated and helpless..."

"That's right!" Cutting off Zhu Bafu's nonsense, Li Chenjing spoke bluntly, "If it weren't for Little Eight looking for me, you could go wherever you want, as far away as you can."

"..." T___T That's a death sentence! Honey! Watch your mouth, okay?

To everyone's surprise, Young Master Piao seemed completely unconcerned, as if he were used to this way of speaking. He simply raised an eyebrow and said, "Even if I came to Rongrong's place and stayed for several nights, spending days with her, you wouldn't mind at all?"

The explicit words caused Zhu Bafu to gasp. Liu Rongrong merely turned her face away slightly, embarrassed. But Young Master Piao wouldn't let her off easily. As if deliberately trying to impress someone, he pulled Liu Rongrong's slender waist into his arms, holding her on his lap. His lips pressed down, teasing Liu Rongrong's neck, leaving suggestive marks. His eyes, however, didn't even glance at the woman in his arms, instead looking at Li Chenjing.

This is the best kind of stimulation, isn't it?

It was far more exciting than her simply bringing him to meet Liu Rongrong...

She wanted to provoke him to remember, to recall the past... those lives that had nothing to do with her, that she hadn't been a part of, to remember how much he loved Liu Rongrong in the past, and then... he would never look at her that way again, nor would he fantasize about their past that never happened...

Remember me... Young Master...

"Little Eight..."

Don't call him... leave her alone.

"Little Eight, Little Eight..."

Don't call her by such an affectionate nickname anymore. Such a different way of addressing her... When he goes back to calling her "Academy Student Zhu" coldly like before, that contrast... will make her very sad.

"Little Eight! Don't cover your eyes, look!"

"I don't want to see! What do you want me to see?!"

"Look what they're doing!"

Why would she want to see those glaring images of men and women embracing?

"How would you know if you didn't look? I want to know how to kiss."

"Huh?!" She blinked, staring blankly at Li Chenjing, only to have him turn her head and force her towards the man and woman posing seductively in front of her.

"Look, this is it! I want this too!"

That appreciative gaze made Young Master Piao's eyes dim slightly, Liu Rongrong bit her red lips in disbelief, but it relieved Zhu Bafu of a huge weight in his heart, and a warm current welled up in his chest...

What the heck? Such a casual remark almost moved her to tears.

The fool, who had completely ruined the tense, arrogant, and suspenseful atmosphere, was utterly oblivious to the situation. He circled around her, waving his sleeves, repeatedly emphasizing what he cared about. "I've found the person for you, you can't go back on your word. We didn't agree on how we were going to kiss. Now, I'm telling you, it's like this... Look closely. Just look at that woman, look at her posture, don't move. Leave the rest to me. I can definitely kiss her better than him."

"... Stop messing around!" After a long while, she could only utter one sentence, sounding like a coquettish woman.

Liu Rongrong, nestled in his arms, seemed to have suddenly lost her Young Master Piao. Young Master Park released the woman from his embrace, stood up, and looked at the two men before him with interest, his eyes seeming to have discovered something new and more amusing. "Little Jing... you're not serious, are you?"

"What do you mean, really?"

"Are you really going to... cut ties with this Pig Kid?"

"What 'cut sleeve' nonsense!" He was extremely dissatisfied with this guy's description of his relationship with Little Eight. Looking back at the way he was looking at Little Eight, alarm bells immediately went off. His keen male instincts were stirring. He hated this stupid emperor staring at his Little Eight with such strange eyes. "Get away from me. Little Eight and I aren't cut sleeves at all! I just like him and want to be with him!"

"After seeing Rongrong, are you still going to stay with this Pig Kid?"

"Rongrong? That woman?" He pointed to the woman who had been looking at him with a strange, resentful gaze, frowned, and said, "Isn't that your woman? What does it have to do with me?"

"Hahahaha! My woman? Hahahaha! Rongrong, can you hear that?" Young Master Piao laughed loudly, his voice full of sarcasm. "It seems I don't need to test you anymore. Little Jing, you really don't remember anything. You're not that person anymore, are you?"