Chapter 213: Qian Ye and Su Rong (1)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Hearing the noise, Lin Feiyu put on his pajamas and came out, while Mo Fei felt quite comfortable on seeing it was him.
Lin Feiyu asked Mo Fei curiously, “Mo Fei, who is this Childe Qian Ye? It seems he is really not simple.”
“Of course he is not simple. He is so pretty, so gorgeous, how could he ever be simple?” complimented Mo Fei like he himself was also feeling the honor.
“What’s his relationship with you?” asked Lin Feiyu.
“What relationship? You can call it friendship.” said Mo Fei after thinking a bit.
“Friend? I think it’s more than that. If you are just common friends, will you bring him here? If you are just common friends, will you be this good to him?” said Lin Feiyu disapprovingly.
Mo Fei frowned, with some kind of unpleasant feeling surging in his heart, but soon Mo Fei restrained it and gave Lin Feiyu a bright smile, “You are right. My relationship with him is just like your relationship with Lou Yu. Now you got it?”
Lin Feiyu, “…”
Mo Fei then shrugged his shoulders and said, “It’s late. You better sleep early. I’m going to sleep now.”
Watching Mo Fei’s back, Lin Feiyu was absorbed in his own thoughts.
While still sound in his sleep, Su Rong suddenly heard some pressing tap-tap at the door. The consistent knocking sound gave him a headache, so he could only crawl off his bed to open the door impatiently.
An incredibly beautiful man wearing his night-gown was standing by the door, so beautiful, so breathtaking, but even so, as sleepy as Su Rong was now, he really had no mood to appreciate it.
Looking at Qian Ye, Su Rong scratched his head, and got up some steam and asked, “Childe Qian Ye, what are you doing here at such late night?”
Qian Ye complained while playing a sleeve of his gown, “Actually it’s neither something big nor something small. It’s just I can’t fall asleep.”
Su Rong took a deep breath, “Even if you can’t sleep, why you come to me?”
“Here is the thing. If someone could tell me bedtime stories, maybe I can fall asleep soon.” said Qian Ye shyly.
Su Rong rolled his eyes and said, “How old are you? Huh? You still need someone to tell you bedtime stories? Do you need someone to sing you lullaby?”
On hearing that, Qian Ye immediately showed great interest, “If you would like to sing me, that’d be great! I like others sing me songs the most!”
Su Rong scratched his own face and said grumpily, “It was just kidding. I can’t sing!”
Qian Ye sighed and then said with regret, “What a pity! But don’t worry. Even if you can’t sing, I won’t mind it. I got a lenient heart. Well, since you can’t sing, then tell me bedtime stories.”
“I can’t either!” said Su Rong testily.
Qian Ye frowned and then said with a pitiful tone, “If you can’t, then I’m going for Zheng Xuan.”
Su Rong then grabbed his hand and said helplessly, “Fine, I will do it for you.”
Here was Su Rong’s mental activity: If Qian He went to bother Zheng Quan, maybe Zheng Xuan would get mad and directly kill Qian Ye. And if so, no one could sleep tonight.
“Really?” asked Qian Ye while looked at him feelingly.
Su Rong nodded and snapped, “Of course.”
Qian Ye then walked into Su Rong’s room, crawled into the bed happily, and then bossed Su Rong around, “Here we go.”
Watching the man lying in his bed, Su Rong couldn’t help gnashing his teeth.
He took a deep breath and thought to himself, “What the hell is wrong with this guy? He snapped Prince Yu and the crown princess’ room but came here instead. He is really a badass!”
Su Rong then asked with a weary tone, “What bedtime stories do you prefer?”
Qian Ye said like a bird, “Whatever it is. I’m not picky. Easy to satisfy.”
Su Rong said, “Then I will tell you the story of Princess Cherry and Seven Dwarfs.”
Qian Ye said discontentedly, “I am not a child.”
“What about the fable Two Dogs Strive for a Bone and a Third Runs away with It?”
“Too old school.”
“What about The Snake and the Farmer?”
“I am not so stupid like the farmer. Besides, I’m afraid of snakes.”
“But you said whatever.” complained Su Rong angrily.
“But you can’t play at me like this!” said Qian Ye reasonably.
“So what on earth would like to listen to?” asked Su Rong.
Qian Ye then said mysteriously, “I wanna hear…the scandals of the third prince. You know, know yourself and know your enemy, then you can ensure your victory.”
Su Rong took a deep breath, and spit it out slow. He tried everything he could to ease himself, and finally squeezed out three words menacingly, “I don’t know!”
Qian Ye frowned, “You don’t know? How is that even possible? How about I give an example to enlighten you? You know I was a good student in school. But after getting out of school, I became as wicked as possible.”
“Someone ever had a problem with me and said I am sissy pants. Then I pretended to be his girlfriend to buy him a beverage and put some laxative in it. And he got diarrhea and vomiting on and on, haha.”
“When I was little, my stepmother maltreated me, so I spit in her food. And after some time my little brother also started to spit in his food. I don’t know whether the saliva from different people would have any chemical reaction in the food.”
“She got a cat. It broke my clothes with its sharp claws once, so I secretly cooked it and then ate it. And then I told people that cat was a slut. It couldn’t resist the temptation and ran away with a wild cat.”
“…”