[Wuxia] The Number One Ding Under Heaven (Complete) - 35

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Chapter 257 of the main text:

The theme is not difficult, not at all. It's just a slightly modified palindrome, where the forward line becomes a reverse line in the third line, and that's about it. Fourth Brother doesn't even need to think; he can easily come up with many of them, even matching them to the four seasons. Spring Scene: Orioles sing on the willow bank, playing in the spring sunshine; willows play in the spring sunshine, the night moon is bright. Bright moon, clear night, spring playing with willows; willow bank, orioles sing. Autumn Scene: Autumn river, Chu geese roost on the sandbar; roosting geese, sandbar, roosting geese, Chu river, autumn. Winter: Winter is cold, wind chills, charcoal burns; wind chills, charcoal burns, glowing red in the stove.
What's so difficult about that?
But the problem lies in Princess Huanyu's addition of "appropriate for the season"!
Appropriate for the season, it doesn't count if it's not appropriate. Even if Fourth Brother instantly matches "spring, autumn, east," he still loses!
Appropriate for the season, appropriate for the season! What does she have in her garden? Water, that's what the topic is; stones? Fourth Brother just wrote a five-character quatrain, wouldn't it be embarrassing to borrow the stone's name again! Flowers, birds, insects, fish? Birds, insects, and fish can get lost first, they're scenery, why are you matching them with animals! Flowers, flowers need something to match them too, the wind's already taken, what's the point? And today the sky is a bit overcast, no sun, if there were, Fourth Brother could have matched it too.
—Long days, beautiful scenery loves the fragrance of flowers, scenery loves the fragrance of flowers, filling the heart with fragrance. The heart is full of fragrance, flowers love the scenery, fragrant flowers love the scenery, beautiful days are long.
Overcast, no sun, so even if he matched it, it's useless.
Overcast? Overcast, rain it down, if it rains, Fourth Brother could have matched it too!
—Long silk threads hang down, summer rain and wind are cool, summer rain and wind are cool, lotus roots are fragrant. Fragrant lotus roots, cool wind and rain, cool wind and rain, long silk threads hang down.
Fourth Brother glanced around the garden, and regretfully, nothing worked, he felt not only Princess Huanyu, but even God was against him!
"Well, Lord Tian Ding, have you caught up yet?" Princess Huan Yu smiled gently and asked him leisurely.
Pang shook his head, touching his nose and smiling wryly, "I... finally believe that the princess is a talented woman."
"Oh. Wasn't Lord Tian Ding always arrogant about his literary talent and looked down on us women?" Princess Huan Yu stared straight into his eyes, a hint of cunning inadvertently flashing in her eyes.
"Princess, you've misunderstood again. I don't look down on women. I just think women aren't suited for literature. Cai Wenji, Zhuo Wenjun, Shangguan Wan'er, Xue Tao—these world-renowned talented women were all beautiful and celebrated throughout history. They were also masters of poetry and prose. But… Princess, look at their lives. How many of them had happy endings? Cai Wenji was burdened by her talent. She was captured by the Xiongnu Left Wise King and endured twelve years of suffering living among a foreign tribe, in a foreign land, and under foreign customs. Shangguan Wan'er suffered the same fate. Because of her talent, she was favored by Empress Wu Zetian and once held great power, enjoying immense wealth and honor. Although she didn't have the title of Prime Minister, she had the power. Yet, she still had to depend on the Emperor, Empress, Princess, and Prince, and still had to flatter them." Only she herself knew the bitterness and sweetness of this experience. Ultimately, she couldn't escape her fate and became a victim of the power struggles within the imperial court. Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty was beautiful and intelligent. She could compose poetry at eight years old, was knowledgeable in music, and possessed many talents. Her fame was widespread, and she exchanged poems with great poets such as Bai Juyi, Du Mu, Liu Yuxi, and Yuan Zhen. However, literary talent couldn't put food on the table, and she still ended up as a prostitute. Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman of the Han Dynasty, was beautiful and intelligent, skilled in poetry and prose, and adept at playing the zither. The world widely recounts her story of "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate" with the talented Sima Xiangru. But people forget that Sima Xiangru later rose to prominence and wanted to take a woman from Maoling as his concubine. After Zhuo Wenjun, she tragically wrote "The Ballad of White Hair" to end her life. And there's also that poem, "Lament for My Husband," which has saddened countless women throughout history! "
A farewell poem?" Ren Huang was taken aback. It seemed his education was too low to understand.
Princess Huanyu explained to him considerately: "After Zhuo Wenjun married Sima Xiangru, Sima Xiangru gained the appreciation of Emperor Wu of Han for his work 'Zixu Fu' and entered the capital as an official. Living in Chang'an for a long time, he enjoyed the company of beautiful women and, with his continuous promotions, gradually forgot the days of hardship and deep affection he had shared with Zhuo Wenjun. He began to consider abandoning his wife and taking a concubine. Zhuo Wenjun was left alone in Shu, living a lonely life day after day, year after year. Finally, one day she received a short letter from her husband. The letter contained only thirteen characters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, **, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand. After reading it, Zhuo Wenjun burst into tears. The only missing character was 'hundred million.' Wasn't the absence of 'hundred million' an unintentional hint from her husband? Her heart turned cold. With a heavy heart, she wrote a poem of lamentation."
Princess Huanyu gazed intently at Ren Huang. With her soft, melodious voice, sweet as heavenly music, she softly sang: "Since our parting, we've been separated by two places. We only said it would be three or four months, but who knew it would be five or six years? I have no heart to play the seven-stringed zither, no words to send. The nine-linked rings are broken in the middle. I gaze longingly at the ten-mile pavilion. A hundred thoughts, a thousand worries,
ten thousand times I helplessly blame my love. Ten thousand words cannot express my feelings, a hundred times I lean on the railing in utter boredom. On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, I climb high to see the lone goose, in the eighth month of mid-autumn, the moon is full but we are not together. On the fifteenth of the seventh month, I hold a candle and burn incense to ask the heavens, in the sixth month of sweltering heat, everyone fans themselves but my heart is cold. In the fifth month, the pomegranates are as red as fire, but I am met with cold rain that drenches the flowers. In the fourth month, chaos ensues. Suddenly, in the third month, the peach blossoms drift away with the water, fluttering and falling, in the second month, the kite string breaks. My love, I wish in the next life, you would be a woman and I a man."
"This poem
!" Ren Huang slapped his thigh and almost jumped up. "It exposes Sima Xiangru's heartlessness! The first half quotes from one to ten thousand, and the second half quotes from ten thousand to one. The twenty-six numbers are neatly and perfectly arranged, without the slightest error. She truly deserves to be called a talented woman who is famous throughout the world and whose name will be remembered for generations!"
"What a pity, for the sake of talent, they missed out on their prime years." Fourth Brother sneered, then stood up and arrogantly walked up to Princess Huanyu, looking down at her coldly. "Cai Wenji and Xue Tao, wouldn't it have been better if they had married early? If they had married, they wouldn't have had such a miserable life later on! Even if Shangguan Wan'er had just married an ordinary scholar, it would have been better than staying in the palace and becoming the bedmate of Wu Sansi, Li Zhi, and others. If Zhuo Wenjun hadn't been so obsessed with poetry and literature and fallen in love with Sima Xiangru, that heartless and unfaithful man, why would she have written 'The Ballad of White Hair' and 'The Lament of My Husband,' claiming to be miserable!"
Fourth Brother's words left Princess Huanyu, who wanted to argue with him, speechless.
"Whoosh—" He flicked his sleeve, raising his voice, "Compared to pursuing so-called literary talent, finding a man worthy of entrusting one's life to is the greatest happiness for intelligent and virtuous women like us—Princess, do you understand what I mean? Women, especially beautiful women, should just do their duty and serve their husbands well. Writing poems and composing essays is the prerogative of us men!"
These words were not only extremely arrogant and conceited, but also directly "insulted" Princess Huanyu. Princess Huanyu, a dignified noblewoman, naturally wouldn't stoop to her fourth brother's level. However, a hint of indignation flickered in her eyes as she looked at him. Ren Huang, however, couldn't hold back any longer and said angrily, "Pang Si, watch your words!"
"But!" Fourth Brother abruptly changed the subject, ignoring Ren Huang's rebuke, "I always thought that women were not suited to discuss talent and learning. Even if there were a few so-called 'female talents,' they were nothing more than pretentious affectations, merely products of the world's praise. True talent was forever out of reach of women. But after meeting the princess, I finally believe that there really are beautiful and intelligent young women in this world, women who possess both talent and beauty!"
He went around in circles, ultimately praising Princess Huanyu after initially criticizing her. Princess Huanyu, who was usually calm and composed, never showing her emotions, was amused by his irritating retort, which ended with him praising her. His glib tongue was so smooth that she couldn't help but chuckle, finding it unusually amusing.
"Princess, please don't laugh. I'm not flattering you!" Fourth Brother emphasized, his expression surprisingly serious. "I, Pang Si, have recently engaged in countless couplet, lyric, and poem exchanges, but I've never encountered an opponent like you, Princess. Even the renowned Liu Yong of Jiangnan, in order to win, simply increased the difficulty of his poems. Only you, Princess, when you presented this exquisite palindrome poem, 'Fragrant lotus, green water, stirred by a cool breeze,' you considered the problem from my perspective, anticipating all my possible responses and specifically 'designing' additional conditions for them. Even now, though I have seven or eight matching lines in my head, they wouldn't be the correct answer. This clearly shows that your talent is in no way inferior to Liu Yong or Ouyang Xiu. You are truly the number one talented woman of our Great Song Dynasty!"
"Hahahaha—" Ren Huang clapped his hands and laughed, "I knew it! As long as the princess is willing to show even a little bit of her former literary talent, even Nangong Qinyi would have to admit defeat!" He saw that Princess Huanyu didn't have the respect a servant should have for their master; instead, she exuded a kind of undisguised, extremely intimate gentleness. The way the
princess looked at him was the same! It was hard for Fourth Brother not to feel strange. He sat back down, still thinking to himself: Damn, this is too blatant! If the relationship between these two is really still limited to master and servant, I might as well just bang my head against a wall and die! "So, Lord Tianding admits that he can't match my palindrome poem?" Princess Huanyu smiled elegantly, her beautiful eyes fixed on him as she asked softly.
"I can't." Being an honest person, Fourth Brother answered very frankly.
Then, before Ren Huang could show any disappointment, he added, "The princess is a woman of great talent; she must know that poetry and lyrics cannot be merely a simple description of scenery. Otherwise, no matter how ornate the language or how beautiful the phrasing
, it will still fall short. So, if I were to respond according to the princess's literal meaning, it would be useless." "Poetry and lyrics are about the harmonious blending of emotion and scenery; only when both are perfectly combined can they be considered masterpieces. The princess's four lines focus on describing the scenery. If Pang Si wants to respond perfectly, he must express his feelings in accordance with the scene!" At this point, Princess Huanyu's expression changed, and when the next line was revealed, she could no longer hide her astonishment!
"The princess's four-line palindrome poem vividly depicts the beautiful scenery of 'water flowing and breeze blowing' in the garden. And what could be more beautiful than your unparalleled elegance, Princess? Having been widowed for many years and never remarried, it's only natural that you miss your deceased husband. Very well, then I'll respond with: 'Heartbroken, I lean on my pillow, the cool breeze blowing; my pillow, the cool breeze blowing, my heart broken. My heart is broken, the cool breeze blowing; the cool breeze blowing, my pillow, my heart aches!'"

(Chapter 258: The Prince Consort is nothing!

Pang Si, how dare you!!!) "
Fourth Brother had just finished reciting the poem depicting the princess's longing for her husband, her heartbroken expression, when Ren Huang slammed his hand on the table with a deafening roar. He not only roared but also glared, his mustache practically standing on end! 'What the
hell?' Fourth Brother was furious! '
What are you yelling about?!' he thought. 'At most, I've stirred up a little memory of the princess's deceased husband, making her grieve for a few days—who told her to set such a difficult question for me? I didn't mock you for being a princess. If the princess's sadness affects your happiness, then you're the one who's useless! What does it have to do with me!'
Fourth
Brother thought to himself, glancing at Princess Huanyu across from him. The elegant woman, her beauty undiminished yet imbued with a mature charm, truly stirred up his sorrow. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his pretty face..." Still carrying a faint sadness, her elegant, arched eyebrows, like distant mountains, were shrouded in an indelible layer of melancholy, and her beautiful eyes even gleamed with tears!
"Ah, my writing is truly captivating!"
Fourth Brother couldn't help but admire his own talent. Looking at Ren Huang again, the fellow was furious, looking like he was about to rush over and beat him, grab him by the neck, and fight to the death.
"Fight? Who's afraid of who?" Fourth Brother turned his head, glanced sideways, and gave Ren Huang a disdainful, indifferent, and shamelessly provocative look. "
What a load of rubbish! If you were ten times more powerful than that dead prince consort in bed, would the princess still miss him? "
"Pah, useless thing!"
Ren Huang was so angry he was practically fuming. He slammed his servant's cap on the table. Then, probably seeing that Fourth Brother was strong and powerful, and that he was no match for him in a one-on-one fight, he actually shouted, "Guards!" "Drag this servant who offended the princess away..."
What a spineless coward!
Fourth Brother was even more contemptuous. He wanted nothing more than to give Ren Huang the middle finger. Calling for backup when you can't beat someone? That's the behavior of a thug!!! Damn it. If I don't teach this sleazy man a lesson today, I'm not Fourth Brother!
Fourth Brother started rolling up his sleeves.
"Stop!" In the tense atmosphere, Princess Huanyu's clear and gentle voice suddenly rang out. "Lord Tian Ding is not at fault. It was I who was moved by the poem and for a moment thought of the Prince Consort. Huang... you don't need to be angry. Step down." "The tone was so conciliatory. It didn't sound like a master treating a servant at all.
Fourth Brother didn't have time to think about the ambiguity in Princess Huanyu's words. Just hearing her call Ren Huang 'Huang' gave him goosebumps. 'Huang'? Why don't you call him 'dear'?! (What? Don't know 'dear'? You're so out of touch. It's a Taobao term. Cute shop owners all call people that.) Since
the princess had spoken, Ren Huang couldn't act up anymore. He angrily flicked his sleeve and returned to his original position, though his eyes were still glaring, looking indignant and ready to teach him a lesson. '
Pshaw! You think you're afraid?' Fourth Brother almost pulled out a silver brick to smash him, but Princess Huanyu picked up her fragrant tea, and with a still noble and elegant gesture, lifted the lid of the cup..." She paused her gesture towards Pang, then smiled warmly, "Lord Tianding is indeed highly talented. This seven-character quatrain blends emotion and scenery so beautifully that I humbly admit defeat. Lord Tianding, please enjoy." In the short time it took to speak, the tears in her eyes vanished, and she regained her initial refined and dignified demeanor.
It would be strange if she didn't act this way; how could the eldest princess of the Song Dynasty be the kind of woman who cries and wails at the mere mention of her deceased husband? Pang returned the gesture, unsure of her intentions, and held the covered cup without drinking.
Princess Huanyu leisurely sipped her fragrant tea and said serenely, "Lord Tianding is so talented; no young talent in this dynasty can match him. Is it a bit of a disservice to be relegated to the position of a servant in the Grand Tutor's mansion?"
"Not at all, not at all." Pang put down his teacup and said with a grin, "The Marquis is a good master, he treats me very well. The treatment of a first-class servant in the Grand Tutor's mansion is also very generous. Although I am a servant, I am still very happy." Indeed, his life as a servant is much more comfortable than that of those princes and marquises. He lacks nothing in terms of power, wealth, influence, and even "beauty." Be an official? Does being an official bring women? No, then sorry,
even if you offered him the position of prime minister, Fourth Brother wouldn't be interested. Princess Huanyu looked at him with a smile and said lightly, "Lord Tian Ding seems to take fame, fortune, and power lightly."
"That's right, if it weren't for the fact that 'Tian Ding' sounds impressive and nice, I would even want to return this sixth-rank position to the Emperor." Fourth Brother shrugged, smiling very indifferently to fame and fortune. Then, perhaps because he had been talking for a while and his mouth was dry, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.
Princess Huanyu and Ren Huang exchanged a glance and suddenly asked, "Lord Tian Ding is no longer a virgin, is he?"
"Pfft!" Fourth Brother almost spat out the tea he had just drunk.
"This...this question..." He was thick-skinned, but being asked this question by the elegant and noble Princess Huanyu still made him blush a little. He touched his nose and said awkwardly, "This question...cough cough, the Marquis often teaches us that a man who isn't a bit of a playboy in his youth is wasting his life. Once a young man is over fourteen and still a virgin, he can't even hold his head up in front of the Marquis, let alone the servants."
"Then may I ask, Lord Tian Ding, how many lovers do you have?"
"Huh!? I
was greatly surprised. You even ask such a question? Are you kidding me! Tsk tsk, you're a married woman, yet you talk about this kind of topic without blushing at all. In bed, you must taste completely different from a virgin who has never been with anyone. Ren Huang, you're so lucky!"
"May I ask how many lovers Lord Tian Ding has?" Princess Huanyu, oblivious to the discordant thoughts in her fourth brother's mind, patiently asked again when he didn't answer but instead smiled strangely.
It involved personal matters, and her fourth brother didn't want to reveal anything, but he noticed that the lecherous Ren Huang wasn't glaring at him anymore, but instead was stroking his two lewd mustaches and staring straight at him, as if he couldn't wait to see him make a fool of himself.
"Oh dear, how should I put it—" he drawled, deliberately trying to annoy the fellow, "If sleeping together counts as lovers, then..." He counted carefully on his fingers, then helplessly shrugged, the meaning clear: ten fingers weren't enough, he was practically asking the princess if he could take off his shoes.
Ren Huang's face immediately darkened; he was clearly upset at being so overshadowed. Princess Huanyu, however, remained nonchalant, picking up her fragrant tea. "'A man who isn't romantic in his youth has wasted his life,' indeed Lord Tianding has grasped the essence of this saying. May I ask, among all these lovers, how many have won your favor and are you prepared to spend your life with?" Her charming smile made it seem as if she were chatting casually with a close relative, her elegance tinged with a touch of girlish innocence.
"How many?" Fourth Brother, who was drinking tea, asked, his hand trembling, almost dropping the cup.
"Could it be more than a dozen?" Princess Huanyu stared at him, her eyes beginning to show displeasure.
"No, not really, seven or eight at most." Fourth Brother scratched his head, secretly calculating in his mind: "Oh dear, starting with Xiuxiang, then Yuehua the little loli, the spoiled little princess, I have to take them all. What can I do? I'm a sucker for little girls. I've slept with Hua Xiangrong and Zou Xiyun, so of course I have to take responsibility. As for Nangong Qinyi, Dad set a strict target, how can I let her go? And then there's the icy fairy sister, the fiery sister I'm almost with, plus that willful and hot-tempered eldest daughter of the Yang family, Yang Yan... oh my god, that's nine already! Damn it, not even double digits yet, how embarrassing!!!"
Even though Princess Huanyu was somewhat prepared, she was still slightly surprised to hear him say "seven or eight" directly. She doubted his claim and asked, "Lord Tianding, is this true?"
Her fourth brother hadn't been exaggerating; he loved them all and wanted them all, though some he hadn't slept with and couldn't be called "lovers." He nodded very solemnly, his expression and tone sincere: "I'm sorry, Princess, I miscalculated earlier. It's nine."
Princess Huanyu stroked her full, firm breasts, sighed, and looked at her fourth brother with a hint of unconcealed regret in her watery eyes.
"Princess, do you think I'm promiscuous? No, no, no!" Fourth Brother quickly defended himself. "This isn't promiscuity, it's deep affection. I love each and every one of these women and want to spend my life with them, growing old together. This is a man's way of being responsible, not some heinous crime condemned by everyone. At most, it just means I have more women to be responsible for than the average man. The Marquis often taught us that a good man must be both passionate and deeply affectionate, charming but not vulgar, so that he can be loved by all the women in the city, and even more so in the entertainment industry. Everyone who mentions Marquis Anle gives him a thumbs up and shouts 'Good!'—Princess, do you understand what I mean?"
Princess Huanyu raised her elegant and beautiful face, her beautiful eyes turning to give Pang a meaningful glance, and gently smiled as she said, "Does Lord Tian Ding mean that he has already made up his mind to spend his life with these women, and even if wealth and glory are offered to him, he will not be greedy, and is determined to give everything for the love in his heart?"
"Yes, to hold their hands and grow old together, that is my promise to them."
Princess Huanyu snorted softly, put down her covered cup, and sneered, "Lord Tianding, don't speak so confidently. You can now disregard fame and fortune for the sake of your love, only because the fame and fortune before you cannot compare to what you have gained in the Grand Tutor's mansion. One day, when you marry a woman and gain more than everything you have now, Lord Tianding, will you still insist on staying with those women for life?"
"What, Princess doesn't believe me?" Pang laughed, a nonchalant laugh. "Very well, before the Princess's eyes, I swear to Heaven that in this life, if I ever betray the women I love, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!" Upon
hearing the oath, Ren Huang was immediately shocked. He hurriedly said, "Pang Si, don't be ungrateful! If... if you were really offered the title of Imperial Son-in-Law, you still wouldn't abandon the women you want to spend your life with..." "Imperial Son-in-Law?" Fourth Brother tossed his head, his eyes rolling to the sky. "I don't care about being an Imperial Son-in-Law! I don't even want a Marquis title! All I want is to spend my life with the women I love, that's enough!"
"You..." Ren Huang choked with anger, his eyes suddenly flashing with a cold light as if he wanted to chop off someone's head!

Chapter 259 Reencounter with Zhao Yi

: "I don't care about being an Imperial Son-in-Law! All I want is to spend my life with the women I love, that's enough!" At
Princess Huanyu's residence, in Changchun Garden and Yanyu Tower, Fourth Brother solemnly swore an oath, his love moving heaven and earth!
Although for him, an atheistic transmigrated man nurtured by socialism, all that talk of heaven and gods was utter nonsense, in Princess Huanyu's eyes, daring to swear such a vow before them truly meant love above all else, a love that moved heaven and earth!
Ren Huang immediately flew into a rage. How could he, a lowly gigolo, possibly understand the noble sentiments in Fourth Brother's heart? Could anyone truly comprehend this "love" that had transcended a thousand years?
No one could. So Ren Huang exploded. He felt Fourth Brother was lying, deceiving him. In this world, there could not possibly be such unwavering "love" that could withstand the temptations of a prince consort. He was furious. He was enraged. He felt humiliated before the princess. So he roared in fury. He angrily vowed to teach Fourth Brother a lesson!
But Ren Huang's anger was nothing. Fourth Brother didn't even glance at him. He picked up the teacup and took another sip, moistening his throat from shouting earlier. "Delicious!" he thought. It was the exact same Junshan Silver Needle tea. One was for a son-in-law, the other for a younger brother. Both were tribute teas from the palace. Yet this one tasted even sweeter and more fragrant than his own. Was it the princess's water? Or was it the presence of a vibrant and elegant woman before him? Seeing her made him feel better, and a better mood made the tea taste better?
Fourth Brother was puzzled. He couldn't help but stare at Princess Huanyu, his gaze as always carrying a hint
of lewd admiration. Princess Huanyu stared back at him, somewhat shocked by Pang Yu's vow. Then she couldn't help but recall her husband who had also promised her "to grow old together," and the loving scenes of their days together. A faint smile appeared on her face, two small dimples appearing. A blush rose on her delicate, fair cheeks, and her breasts heaved slightly. Amidst her mature, elegant, and noble charm, there was an indescribable allure.
Fourth Brother's heart fluttered. He almost couldn't resist adding Princess Huanyu to his list of potential concubines, just to make it a round number.
Noticing Fourth Brother staring intently at her, his gaze unwavering for a long time, Princess Huanyu surprisingly didn't get angry. She frowned for only a moment before her face lit up: "Lord Tianding is loyal and righteous. I admire him greatly. Any woman who receives his favor would have lived a life of youthful beauty and grace." A princess is indeed a princess. Even her tone of voice was different from ordinary women. And her choice of words—"youthful beauty and grace"—was brilliant.
While Fourth Brother was marveling, Princess Huanyu exchanged another glance with Ren Huang, nodded slightly, and turned to look at Pang Yu. Her smile remained, but a hint of cunning flickered in her eyes.
"Since Lord Tian Ding insists, it seems there's no point in me telling you these things."
"Huh?" Fourth Brother was taken aback, not understanding her meaning. His mouth went dry again. He picked up his teacup to drink. "Crack!" He lost his grip. The teacup shattered on the ground.
"Oh my god! Such fine Ding kiln white porcelain..." Fourth Brother couldn't help but sigh. Suddenly, he realized he hadn't held it properly. This was strange. How could this be! The wise and mighty Fourth Brother couldn't even hold a cup... His mind suddenly spun. Even Princess Huanyu's body in front of him blurred.
What was happening?!
He was shocked. He jumped up, but couldn't even stand steadily. He stumbled and almost fell.
"You...you put drugs in the tea!?" He pointed at Princess Huanyu, exclaiming in disbelief. This feeling...it was exactly the same as when Zou Yun had drugged him before! Oh no! I was careless. Although I suspected that Ren Huang, that sleazy and despicable scoundrel, must have some ulterior motive for tricking me into coming to the manor, even the noble and elegant Princess was involved. Joining in this underhanded scheme... This... this is giving me far too much credit!
Fourth Brother didn't have a chance to sigh anymore. His question had barely left his lips when everything suddenly went black. He fell straight to the ground.
In the instant before he fell to the ground, he realized Princess Huanyu was staring at him, casting a sly smile that didn't diminish her feminine charm: "What medicine? I don't use those low-class remedies from the martial world. The tea contains the imperial palace's secret sleeping potion. Have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be resolved."
Fourth Brother collapsed. Before losing consciousness, he vaguely heard a conversation between Huanyu Gong and Ren Huang, fragmented and unclear.
"...marry...take revenge...get her wrath..."
"...just agreed...finally...knowing in the afterlife..."
The details were too few, and his head was spinning. He couldn't analyze anything. But one thing was clear:
he'd been tricked!
Fourth Brother wanted to curse, but he couldn't even speak. His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
When Pang Yu woke up, he found himself in a place he never dreamed of.
He realized he'd fallen into Ren Huang's trap, betrayed by this scoundrel and the princess. He knew that nothing good would await him after he fainted
. Revenge was inevitable. Just considering that Huang had been angered by him and thrown his hat, even ordering people to drag him away, his "end" would definitely not be good. A severe beating, whipping, and branding would be the least of his worries. He might even suffer things like having his eyes, nose, hands, and feet cut off, or the completely inhumane punishment of castration. There might be even more powerful monsters waiting for him. There
was no way around it. It's only mediocre people who aren't envied. Fourth Brother wasn't mediocre; he was a genius. Too much of a genius. Therefore, he aroused the jealousy of Ren and Huang, who joined forces with the princess to deal with him.
Fourth Brother had considered where he might be after he woke up. He thought of many things. For example, the dungeon of the princess's residence. That was the most common thing. They would arrest someone nearby and imprison them nearby. No one could predict where someone would be arrested and imprisoned. The most dangerous place would become the safest. Also, that despicable and shameless Ren and Huang might sell him to the Crown Prince's faction. With Zhao Yunbi's methods, he could definitely find a good place for him to "home," to suffer all kinds of inhuman torture and abuse, to be unable to live or die. In short, he was careless and fell into Ren Huang's hands. The result was not good!
Before he fainted, Fourth Brother was already convinced of this. But now that he has woken up, looking around, something is wrong. Something is completely wrong. He never imagined that he would be kidnapped by Ren Huang to this kind of place!
The place he is in now is actually...
a woman's boudoir.
Yes. This is a woman's boudoir. The dressing table, bronze mirror, gauze curtains, embroidered couch, etc., are all exquisite and meticulous. The walls, pillars, and screens are all filled with a light fragrance of orchids and osmanthus. It is faint and not pungent.
Without a doubt, such furnishings are definitely a young lady's room. But if you think that's all the furnishings in the room, you are very wrong. There
is a large carpet in the room. The pattern is not an ordinary cloud pattern or auspicious characters, but a scene of a woman from the borderlands holding a bow and shooting swallows. The embroidery was incredibly lifelike, as if right before my eyes. Clearly, it wasn't some "treasure" that could be bought casually with money. The surrounding walls were adorned with colorful silk paintings depicting scenes of court hunts. The colors were vibrant, the lines exquisite, and some depicted thrilling scenes of tigers and leopards being shot.
But that wasn't all. In the southeast corner of the room, there were two whole rows of weapon racks. Swords, spears, clubs, arrows, bows, crossbows, short halberds, long staffs, throwing knives, sleeve arrows, Emei daggers, nine-section whips, meteor hammers, mandarin duck yin-yang sharp weapons, judge's pens, sun and moon rings… In short, whether used by martial arts masters or generals on the battlefield, they were all displayed on the racks. They were simply all made small, suitable for young ladies to play with.
My goodness! Whose daughter is this? What kind of interests does she have?!
Fourth Brother almost cursed. Damn it. Women of this era, what do they think about—wielding bows and arrows, riding horses and beasts? Just serving their men is enough. Especially if you marry into a wealthy family. You'll have maids to serve you with everything you need. All you have to do is ensure your husband's comfort in bed. This era doesn't need heroines!
Holy crap! Whose boudoir is this? Normally, I'd tear all these carpets and paintings to shreds. Hanging up some erotic pictures to study would be better than looking at this stuff all day.
Fourth Brother was furious.
Uh... I forgot to mention, he's currently bound hand and foot, completely immobile. He can only open his eyes and watch.
Pang Yu never dreamed that such a furnished boudoir existed.
And the mistress of this boudoir... Don't even think about it, even if you gave him a starting point, he couldn't guess it was her!
A short while later, in this strangely decorated boudoir, a man and a woman—or rather, a handsome, dashing young man and a petite, delicate little girl in palace attire, seemingly small enough to be held in the palm of one's hand—looked at each other. They stared at each other, dumbfounded, for a long time.
Fourth Brother was bound hand and foot. The bindings were incredibly artistic. His wrists, arms, body, even his chest, back, neck, and arms were all bound with ropes as thick as a thumb. And these weren't ordinary hemp ropes; they were metal ropes bound with silver thread, so strong and powerful that even Fourth Brother couldn't break free.
Opposite him stared a little girl, no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, yet much smaller than girls her age. She wore a pale yellow silk palace dress and pink embroidered phoenix-head boots. The pale yellow color accentuated her delicate features, and her skin was as translucent and translucent as jade. Her small neck had an indescribable delicacy. Her thin, rose-colored lips were like freshly peeled meat, lightly rosy. At first glance, she was so adorable it was almost overwhelming, making one want to devour her whole.
But if you thought she was a cute, obedient young girl, you would be sorely mistaken. You will be threatened, beaten, and torn apart by her at any moment... You will suffer her cruel torment and never recover!
Wherever she goes, there is a bloody path paved with the corpses of men!!!
Don't disbelieve it. Because this little girl is Princess Zhao, who is more ferocious than a tiger!

Chapter 260: The Battle of Wits in the Palace

"Princess, hello." Fourth Brother once again displayed his unwavering composure in the face of adversity. He knew that the little princess might pounce on him in the next second, smashing him with her little fists, kicking him with her little feet, and tearing him to pieces with her little tiger teeth. But he still remained very calm.
—Damn it. Even if I'm tied up and can't move, I can't lose to her in terms of momentum. Otherwise, I'll be devoured alive by this barbaric princess!!!
Fourth Brother's will was very firm. But suddenly, his eyes saw something he shouldn't have seen.
On the table less than ten feet in front of him, there was a sharp dagger. It was broad daylight. The midday sun shone brightly outside the window. The azure blade still gleamed with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine.
The Fish Intestine Sword! This was indeed his Fish Intestine Sword. And now it had been found and placed on the table in front of him. Who the hell did this? The malice is utterly appalling!
When the fourth brother saw the Fish Intestine Sword, Zhao also saw it. Her delicate little nose twitched, and her large, clear, gem-like eyes immediately flashed with a cold light that seemed to want to tear him to pieces!
The little princess approached little by little, walking towards the table. The fourth brother's heart tightened with each step.
"Princess, how did you get here? No, how did I get here?" The fourth brother tried to keep his tone calm, hoping to distract Zhao. Otherwise, if that knife stabbed him again, he wouldn't have enough lives to survive.
"This is my palace!" Zhao bared her little tiger teeth, glaring fiercely at him. Perhaps she remembered that day on the top of Phoenix Pavilion, when Hua Xiangrong had stirred her girlish innocence, causing her to actively cling to this man. She clung to him as he took her thirteen-year-old body. A thin mist welled up in her eyes again. Her fair, tender cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment.
"A woman's most precious possession isn't her virginity. That can only be taken once. But a woman needs a man to love her hundreds, thousands, countless times in her life to be truly happy. You've been taken by a man who can make a woman incredibly happy, a man for whom women all over the world would die. On your first night, you've experienced such wonderful pleasure, going through a frenzy of pleasure. How many women in the world never lose their virginity in their entire lives?" — This is what her fourth brother, the prince consort, said to her on their wedding night. Of course, that's a story for later. Let's leave it at that.
"Ah. No way. This is the palace!?" This time, the fourth brother's surprise wasn't feigned. He genuinely wanted to jump up and curse! What the hell! Why did you bring me to the palace? To give this unruly and cruel princess a chance to vent her anger and get revenge? You bastard, you beast, you deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces!!!
The little princess took another step forward. Her little mouth was so pouty it could almost hang an oil bottle. Her eyes blazed with fury. Its fierce expression resembled that of a young tiger cub with its first teeth, staring at its defenseless prey. Pang Yu was on the verge of tears. When had his wise and mighty fourth brother fallen to such a state?! He was clearly strong and powerful, tall and imposing. But now, bound hand and foot, he couldn't move a muscle. He was even weaker than a scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken!
"Princess, how have you been these days?" Unable to fight, the fourth brother had to rely on his words, trying to create a topic to defuse the little princess's hostility.
"Whether I'm well or not is none of your business!" The little princess blushed, biting her thin, powder-like lips.
Her eyes widened, shining like jewels, incredibly cute. "Of course it's my business! I missed you—" The fourth brother imitated the tearful reunion of a couple separated for years in a TV drama, shouting out his feelings.
Looking at his obviously annoying face, the little princess suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She even stammered, "Think about me? Think about me... think about what I'll do?"
Sure enough, all women are the same. Yang Paifeng. The little princess. Their reactions after blushing were practically identical.
"Of course, I'll do..." Looking at the little princess, who was also adorably angry, Fourth Brother almost blurted out the forbidden words. But as an upright man, how could he discuss such topics in front of a teenage girl? He coughed, quickly changing to a sincere expression. "Princess, don't you feel happy when you're with me? It's much more fun than being cooped up in the palace, seeing no outsiders, right? Since it's about having fun, it should be exciting. Like kidnapping someone, holding a knife to their neck, for the thrill, isn't it? As long as the princess is having fun, I don't mind being a bad guy a few more times."
If Ren Huang were here... She would definitely be driven mad by her fourth brother. Kidnapping the princess in the Prince's mansion. Threatening her with a knife in the Green Jade Pavilion. All of this was washed away by her fourth brother's nonchalant "playing with the princess."
"You...you were...playing with me back then?" The little princess was still fierce, but her tone had softened considerably. She stood there, biting her pink lips, questioning him.
"Yes
!" Even though her hands were tied, her fourth brother nodded quickly. "I know Your Highness is bored in the palace. It's a rare opportunity to come out, so of course you have to have fun to return satisfied. Otherwise, you wouldn't have disguised yourself as a man to go to the brothel. I know Your Highness is noble, and you're already tired of ordinary things. That's why I carefully selected a few 'projects' to play with you. I didn't kidnap the princess; I kidnapped her loneliness!"
The little princess, Zhao, was originally playing with two large toys brought from the south in the Imperial Garden with her sister-in-law, the Imperial Concubine. She heard that the wicked villain who had repeatedly bullied her had been brought to the palace bound hand and foot. She could do whatever she wanted with him. She immediately stormed back, furious, wanting to settle accounts with him. But when she actually saw Pang Yu, the first thing that came to mind wasn't the scene of the villain kidnapping her and holding a knife to her neck to threaten her sister Qin Yi. Instead, it was the day she'd witnessed the villain embracing a beautiful and alluring woman in the small pavilion atop Fenglin Pavilion—something her brother and sister-in-law, the Emperor, often did at night. In her lustful state, she'd even been "bullied" by him… She was a woman too. Although young, and willful and capricious, she was still a woman. Thinking of this, she immediately blushed. Half of her desire to settle accounts with the villain vanished.
Then, her fourth brother, with his silver tongue that could turn black into white and white into black, perfectly explained that the two times he'd "bullied" her at the Prince's Mansion and at the Green Jade Pavilion were actually to make her happy. Although the little princess was determined to teach him a lesson, she was still young and easily—no, not at all. It was gratitude. She was easily moved. So after Fourth Brother's words, the little princess, who had previously wanted to skin him alive, tear him to pieces, and rip him to shreds, no longer had the urge to run him over with a knife or castrate him. Although she still glared fiercely, it was obvious that the murderous intent in her eyes had disappeared.
Fourth Brother was very satisfied with the current effect, but he still dared not be negligent. He propped up his neck, which was sore from being tied up, and looked into the little princess's eyes very sincerely and gently: "Princess, you've been cooped up in the palace these past few days. Have you been very lonely?"
"Whether I'm...lonely or not, what's it to you?" The little princess stammered again. Her pink lips moved slightly. It was obvious that Fourth Brother had hit the nail
on the head. "I guessed it—" Fourth Brother chuckled. He struggled to move closer to her, his body still bound, and gestured with his mouth. "What's so good about this palace? It's just palace maids and eunuchs. Everywhere you go, it's a row of 'Greetings, Princess! Greetings, Princess!' Kneeling down. If the princess wants to talk to someone, everyone is obsequious and stammering. Even when she gets itchy, she asks the guards for some practice." "Not one of them dared to really fight. Am I right?"
The little princess pouted. Clearly, her fourth brother had hit the nail on the head again. But she didn't want to admit it so easily. She haughtily raised her nose: "Hmph. What you said... isn't entirely right. Anyway, I don't like any of them. It's much more fun outside the palace in the capital."
"So... today I tried my best to bind myself and enter the palace. Firstly, I was afraid the princess would misunderstand my past actions, so I came to apologize to the princess. Secondly, only I can understand the princess's loneliness. To make the princess happy, I've decided that even at the risk of being beheaded, I will take the princess out of the palace to play."
"Really? Don't lie to me."
At the mention of "play," even the little princess's last bit of anger dissipated. Her small, delicate feet, small enough to be held in one hand, gave a light kick, and in the blink of an eye, she "jumped" in front of Pang Yu.
"Oh dear, how could I dare lie to the princess?" Yu looked up at the little princess, noticing a trace of doubt in her eyes. He immediately raised his head arrogantly. "You've seen my methods, haven't you, Princess? I'm not bragging. If I didn't want to be captured, who in this world could capture me!"
Fourth Brother made it clear. He could even "bully" you, Princess. Who else could do anything to him? The implication was that you, Princess, were also very powerful. No one could compare to you except me.
The little princess was clever. She immediately understood her fourth brother's "implied meaning"—that she hadn't been placed first. The little princess was initially very angry. But then she thought, "Although the big bad guy boasts a lot, according to him, all the things he did were to please me. Hmph. That's more like it. The big bad guy is also captivated by my charm. He's trying to curry favor with me. Hmph. Although I'm small, although my body hasn't grown up yet, I still have such loyal followers!" The
more she thought about it, the happier she became. The more she thought about it, the less angry she became. She had originally gone to grab a knife to stab her fourth brother, but now she didn't—she stabbed the big bad guy instead. Who will go out to play with her?
"You said you'd take me out of the palace to play. Is that true?" she asked again. Her tone and expression were no different from other young girls. But she added a sentence at the end. She bared her two little tiger teeth and glared at him fiercely. "If you dare to lie to me, I will definitely... I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

Chapter 261 Heavenly Fairy Desires

Of course, the brother wanted to take her out to "play." Such a cute and willful little girl, what man wouldn't want to take her home and "love" her to his heart's content? He nodded very readily: "Yes, if I'm lying, you don't need to lift a finger, Princess. I'll just crash into the stone lion in front of the Grand Tutor's mansion and go down to the eighteenth level of hell!"
See? She's sworn an oath. Does the little princess still have any reason not to believe her fourth brother?
"You...you don't want to lie to me, you want to trick me into letting you go first, and then do something bad?" The little princess was suspicious, or perhaps she was still afraid of the trick her fourth brother used to poison her last time. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked again.
"If the princess doesn't believe me, just tie me up. You go do your thing, just give me some food so I don't starve to death. There are so many fun things outside the palace. I don't want to die before I've had enough fun.
"
"What...what fun things?" the little princess couldn't help but ask.
"There are so many! In the Wayu Goulan area east of the city, every night there are so many folk artists setting up stages to perform. People like Xu Po Xi, Feng Yinu, and Sun San Si are all famous performers, singing, chanting, and calling out 'fruit' (imitating the cries of hawkers, a type of ventriloquism). There are also medicine sellers, fortune tellers, sellers of secondhand clothes, food vendors, paper cutters, and painters, it's so much fun!"
Fourth Brother deliberately piqued the little princess's interest, describing everything in detail, his words flowing like a river. He was originally going to... He gestured to her, but his hands were still tied and he couldn't move, so he could only shake his head to increase the effect: "In the Sangjia Wazi, Zhongwa, and Ciliwa in the south of the city, there are no less than fifty shacks, the largest of which can hold nearly a thousand people. The acrobatics performed inside include: small knife-dropping rope acrobatics, Li Zongzheng and Zhang Ge, ball-stick kicking Sun Kuan, children's sumo acrobatics, knife-dropping, card-wielding, and so on, as well as carrying water on ropes, walking on ropes dressed as gods and ghosts, dancing judge, as well as kicking bottles, playing with bowls, kicking, kicking jars, teaching insects and ants, playing with bears, etc." " The acrobatic and circus performances, including Tibetan folk performances, sword shows, and needle-eating tricks, are truly fascinating!"
Seeing the little princess's interest piqued, Fourth Brother quickly added fuel to the fire, saying only what the girl would like to hear: "The most famous things in the west of the city are 'zaju' (a type of Chinese opera) and puppet shows, as well as 'plain paper shadow plays.' They mainly perform supernatural stories and themes like iron-clad detective cases. Famous shadow play masters like Ding Xianxian, Wang Tuanzi, and Zhang Qisheng personally perform every day. Princess Bao can go anytime and feast her eyes." The night market in the north of the city is dominated by storytellers, who mostly tell tales of love, ghosts, legends, and legal cases. These stories often involve fantastical battles involving swords, clubs, sorcery, and deities, some even combining storytelling with singing, making them captivating and extremely popular with the locals. Besides these, there are also performances of Buddhist scriptures, various folk songs, and rituals. Of course, the most exciting are the sumo wrestling, wrestling matches, and other exciting competitions – groups of people take to the stage and create a lively spectacle! After "
introducing" the wonders of the four directions, the little princess couldn't contain herself any longer and wanted to untie her fourth brother so he could take her out to play. However, she was too proud to ask the big bad guy for help.
Could her fourth brother not handle a mere girl? He chuckled and continued, "I heard that the girls at the Seven Show Pavilion have recently rehearsed several new song and dance performances. If the princess were to dress up as a boy and go there to tease the dancing girls, she would surely have a lot of fun. Also, several acrobatic troupes have come from the south these past few days, and their dances and dramas are very interesting! And soon, there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival flower viewing party..."
At this point, the little princess couldn't hold back any longer. She rushed over to untie the ropes binding her: "I'm letting you go. You, you come out to play with me now. Do you hear me?!"
"The princess commands. How could I disobey!" the fourth brother answered quickly. However, the ropes, made of some unknown material, were very secure. The little princess tried for a long time but couldn't untie them. In a fit of anger, she grabbed the Fish Intestine Sword on the table and with a "crack," the ropes snapped in two. The fourth brother was free.
At this moment, the fourth brother was prepared to pounce on the little princess and pin her down. He grabbed the Fish Intestine Sword and held it to her neck, then swaggered out of the palace. But now the Fish Intestine Sword was in the little princess's hands. If he rushed over and failed to snatch it, he'd be stabbed instead. His lifelong happiness, and that of all the beautiful girls in the world , would be ruined!
For the sake of all the beautiful girls waiting to be married, he couldn't act rashly. He simply dropped the ropes binding his hands and feet, then stood there, looking "gently" at the little princess: "Princess, you don't have to be in such a hurry to release me. You can lock me up and test my sincerity. Lock me up for a few days, and after a few days your anger has completely subsided and you believe in my sincerity, then I'll take you out to play." "
No! I want to go out now! Now—I—want—!" The little princess brandished her razor-sharp dagger, gesturing close to his nose. She was using it to coerce him.
The Fish Intestine Sword was in her hands. What could he do? Snatch it? He was under the influence of that bird-eating incense. His head was still spinning. He'd been tied up for so long. His hands and feet were sore and numb. His limbs were weak. One wrong move and... really... his manhood would be
at stake. He couldn't risk his "sexual happiness"!
"Taking the princess out to play, fine." Faced with a knife, Fourth Brother wouldn't be stupid enough to say "no," but when it came to his reputation, he couldn't just agree so easily and let the Imperial Guards on duty watch as the wise and mighty Fourth Brother, under the threat of a knife, risked his life to sneak the princess out of the palace.
"However... the princess has to listen to me."
"Listen to what? Listen to what?" The little princess glared at him, her lips pouting again.
"Princess, go change your clothes first. Dressed like this, we'll probably catch you before you even leave the palace."
"Okay, I'll change right away." The little princess, unsuspecting, readily agreed, but unfortunately, even while changing clothes next door, she still had her Fish Intestine Sword with her at all times.
Damn it, are you kidding me? You're even holding a knife while changing clothes! The fourth brother, who had originally planned to trick the little princess into putting down the knife under the pretense of changing clothes, and then use it to retaliate against her, was now filled with rage and wanted to curse her out!
"Oh, right," the little princess suddenly turned around, "I'm changing my clothes, it might take a while. There's tea on the table, have a few sips first." After saying that, she pushed open the door and went inside.
Fourth Brother had just described all the fun and interesting places in the city, from east to west and north to south, until his throat was parched. Even without the little princess's "reminder," he knew he should find some water to quench his thirst. But the little princess's "reminder" made him lose his desire to drink. Strictly speaking, the little princess and he were still enemies, enemies with a deep-seated hatred. Although he had used his eloquence to twist the truth and confuse right and wrong, managing to portray his capital offense of disobeying the princess as relieving her loneliness, and the little princess believed him, the undeniable fact remained that the little princess had been kidnapped, threatened, and manipulated by him. It was already a rare occurrence that the little princess hadn't warned him not to touch anything in the palace or peek behind the door when she went next door to change clothes. To actually show concern for him and offer him tea, Fourth Brother, with his keen intuition, immediately sensed something fishy!
The "ghost" was in the tea. "Third time's the charm," as the saying goes. Having already fallen for the tea trick twice before and possessing considerable "experience," Fourth Brother wouldn't fall for it again this time. Not only would he not fall for it, he would also use the same trick against her!
When the princess emerged dressed in men's clothing, Fourth Brother was just putting down his cup, squinting his eyes as he savored the taste of the tea, wiping his mouth as he did so.
The princess stood behind him, watching Fourth Brother enjoy his tea, a smug smile playing on her lips
. "This tea is quite delicious, Princess, wouldn't you like a cup?" Fourth Brother turned and asked her.
"I'm not thirsty," the little princess huffed, proudly puffing out her nose.
"The palace is so big, it would take us a long time to sneak out, Princess, you should have a cup." Pang was very sincere, very considerate of him. "Otherwise, if you suddenly say you're thirsty halfway through and demand tea, where am I supposed to conjure it up for you? Drink up!" Fourth Brother's tone was very firm, meaning, you won't drink, huh? Sorry, I'm not taking you out to play.
"I said I'm not thirsty, and that means I'm not thirsty!" The little princess stomped her foot and turned her head away angrily.
"You're not thirsty now, but what if you are later? Hurry up, I've already drunk more than half a pot." Fourth Brother turned the cup upside down, not a drop of water dripped, clearly he had drunk it all clean.
The princess, a sly smile playing on her lips, noticed her fourth brother's continued urging and, fearing he'd see through her, hurried over, grabbed the teapot, poured herself a cup, gulped it down, and slammed it on the table.
"Come on, take me out to play."
—Sure enough, the problem was in the cup, not the tea.
The fourth brother thought to himself, "I'm sorry, little princess, while you were changing clothes, I poured most of the tea to water the flowers, and even swapped the cup I was using for the pretense with yours. Even if you fall for it, hehe, it's you!
" "Come on, princess, I'll take you to play now." The fourth brother stood up and walked out, but the little princess, surprisingly, didn't follow. Instead, she sat down and watched him leave.
"Stop!" the little princess called out.
"Princess, hurry up!" the fourth brother called back.
The princess jumped up abruptly, glaring at him like a tiger cub showing its fangs, her large eyes suddenly flashing with a chilling light: "Pang Si!"
"Princess, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
The princess walked up to him, though much shorter, she still gave him a cold look: "Do you know what I put in your tea just now?"
Pang looked "shocked," exclaiming, "You...you drugged me?"
"Yes, I did." The little princess glared fiercely at the big bad guy in front of her, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You've bullied me time and time again, I'll avenge this no matter what!"
"What...what did you put in? Another aphrodisiac?"
"Hmph, it's Heavenly Dew."

Chapter 262: Entangled

Heavenly Dew, Aphrodisiac!? Fourth Brother was startled. "
What does this mean? What does this mean? A thirteen-year-old princess drugged me with an aphrodisiac? Did she not get satisfied with what we did that day and want something more intense, more exciting, more powerful?!"
"The Heavenly Dew is a secret aphrodisiac kept in the imperial palace; anyone who takes it will lose their true nature.
" The princess bit her lower lip, her phoenix eyes wide, looking fierce as if she wanted to skin him alive.
Pang couldn't help but shudder, exclaiming in alarm, "What...what do you want to do?" Seeing his helpless state, the little princess was incredibly smug, proudly puffing out her small, unassuming chest: "
In a moment, the drug will take effect, you'll lose your senses, and you'll surely do something lewd and indecent to me. All I have to do is shout for help..." She actually reached out and forcefully ripped open her men's clothing, revealing a section of her fair and delicate shoulder: "Indecent assault on a princess is a capital offense! You've been caught red-handed in my chambers. Don't even mention Marquis Anle, even Grand Tutor Pang couldn't protect you—do you think I'd really be convinced by your clumsy words? Bah! I was just pretending to be like that, to trick you, you big fool, into lowering your guard and drinking the tea. You dare to molest the princess in her chambers? You'll be beheaded!" She seemed to see Pang's disheveled appearance, her beautiful eyes becoming unusually bright, her upturned nose carrying an indescribable smugness.
Fourth Brother feigned anger, angrily saying, "Princess, you're so despicable!" He pressed down on her two fragrant shoulders—don't misunderstand, Fourth Brother wasn't trying to take advantage of her, he just wanted to subdue the little princess first, otherwise, if she found out the truth and went berserk, she could kill someone!
Lolita is such a little girl; the moment his hand touched her delicate shoulders, he felt her soft, boneless skin. Even through the silk men's clothing, he could feel how incredibly smooth her skin was, like it was covered in powder. Her body temperature was even slightly higher than his palm, as if he were holding a warm, soft, and tender ball.
Alas, what a pity, what a pity, such a beautiful little lolita, and yet… "You've swallowed this secret aphrodisiac that can turn a celestial being into a virgin. Who will comfort your empty body at thirteen after Fourth Brother leaves?"
The little princess was initially afraid of Pang, but when he touched her bare shoulder, he was secretly laughing. Enraged, she wanted to tear him to pieces and throw him to the dogs. She roared, "If I shout loudly now, your head..." Her voice suddenly trembled, and a blush spread across her pretty face. "
Such a fast effect! Has it already started to take hold?"
Fourth Brother touched his nose calmly. He smiled faintly, "Princess, you've schemed so much. Have you ever considered that you've made a mistake?"
The little princess thought he was afraid. He was deliberately using empty threats to frighten her. She snorted. The corners of her mouth turned up as if she were about to reveal her fangs. Her rapidly contracting pupils showed that she was about to lose her mind. A sharp roar, like a young tiger seeing its prey, roared angrily: "You're about to die! What tricks do you still want to play!" "She was determined to teach Pang a lesson and send him to the underworld to slowly repent. She suddenly ripped open her clothes, revealing her pink undergarments, which made her delicate skin on her shoulders and neck even more alluring. 'Help!
Someone has harassed me! Help!' she shouted, determined to solidify Pang's crime of defiling the princess. But Pang seized the opportunity to snatch the Fish Gut Sword from her hand, coldly laughing, 'Princess, this move is indeed vicious. But alas, man proposes, God disposes. You ultimately cannot defeat me.' He pointed to the teacup, then glanced sideways at the little princess's lips, which were now gradually turning a rosy red: 'That teacup painted with 'Heavenly Dew' was replaced by me long ago. And unfortunately, Princess, you drank it yourself.'
The little princess instinctively reached for her mouth, but her hand, halfway there, involuntarily moved to her chest." His eyes were hazy and unfocused. His breathing became rapid. Spring was stirring!
"Princess, enjoy it slowly."
Fourth Brother laughed smugly. He turned and walked out of the palace.
After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and considerately instructed, "Hey, remember, if it really doesn't work, use a cucumber."
"Ahhhhhhhh—" He hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly heard a strange scream behind him. It was the little princess roaring and chasing after him, like a young tiger pouncing on its prey!
She pounced quickly and fiercely, and Fourth Brother, caught off guard, was knocked to the ground.
What an indecent scene it was! The little princess, her hair standing on end, her eyes bloodshot, and her appearance terrifying, straddled Fourth Brother like a tiger. Her pretty face was pressed tightly against the back of his neck, and her hot, burning cherry lips kissed the skin of his neck forcefully, emitting seductive moans from her throat.
This time it was Fourth Brother's turn to be shocked. Damn it, this "Heavenly Desire" drug was so potent! How could such a young girl suddenly turn into a wanton harlot…?
"Sizzle—" The little princess's delicate fingers grabbed Fourth Brother's collar, tearing it apart with a swift, clean motion, like shredded cloth. Her petite body pressed tightly against his bare skin.
Fourth Brother
, what a joke! Man proposes, God disposes. Although he had seen through the little princess's scheme and remembered her martial arts skills—she had clearly leaped over the two-meter-high courtyard wall right in front of him at the pavilion! Fourth Brother had been careless, forgetting this detail, and had been inadvertently stopped by the little princess. After taking the drug, the little princess had lost her senses and was using him as a target for her lust!
Fourth Brother was utterly horrified. He never expected that the little princess's martial arts skills, combined with the power of her waist, would be so formidable that even he, with his strength, couldn't break free.
"Help! Help—" This time it was Fourth Brother's turn to shout. He was in a hurry to leave the palace, then take his Fish Gut Sword to settle scores with Ren Huang and get revenge. He had no mood to do *that* with the little princess! Fourth Brother wasn't a lewd person, and he was clear-headed now. Since he and the little princess weren't "loving" each other yet, they absolutely couldn't "do"
it. That was his principle!
Fourth Brother shouted for help, but the little princess had already instructed the palace maids outside that unless she shouted for help, no one was allowed to come in if there was any noise inside. Even if he shouted himself hoarse, it wouldn't make a difference!
Heavens, my innocence can't be ruined here by a thirteen-year-old girl!!! The girl inside laughed wildly, her eyes bloodshot, and grabbed Fourth Brother's belt, pulling him back with all her might.
"Help!" Fourth Brother, disregarding his embarrassment, screamed and struggled desperately, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the little princess's clutches. In the blink of an eye, even his servant's trousers were torn off.
Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable. The little princess had originally worried that the drug wouldn't be strong enough to intoxicate the wicked Pang Si, so she smeared three times the normal amount of aphrodisiac on the rim of the teacup. However, the large dose of aphrodisiac had now driven her completely mad. She grabbed Pang's shoulders, flipped his body over, and their nearly naked bodies were now almost touching. Her hands pressed against his shoulder muscles with great force, yet remained as light as cotton and as smooth as powder. Her hot, cherry-like lips pressed tightly against his, her wet, fragrant tongue parting his mouth.
Pang's body temperature rose steadily under the little princess's relentless caresses and kisses. Although his hands continued to struggle and resist, his lower body involuntarily reacted. A slight touch between the little princess's delicate thighs caused her to let out a soft moan with her eyes closed, her long black hair swaying wildly. Her petite body sat up straight, her small tongue unconsciously moistening her cherry lips, as if savoring the taste of the kiss just now.
Fourth Brother made a final effort, and although he was somewhat reluctant to leave her pink and moist lips, he also got up, wanting to pull the little princess off him.
Suddenly, the little princess pressed against his chest. Her slender arms, like jade shoots, were delicate and graceful, but with a single push, a powerful force surged forth. Fourth Brother couldn't resist at all, and with a thud, his head hit the ground first, the pain making him see stars. When he finally recovered, he suddenly realized that the little princess was completely naked. Her crystal-clear, lovely, snow-white body was squatting on him, her beautiful little snow-white buttocks slowly moving, little by little squeezing Fourth Brother's erection into her body. Her body was petite, and naturally, her insides were exceptionally narrow and shallow. As Fourth Brother's hot, ferocious member scraped and stretched her open, her two tender legs trembled uncontrollably as if she were having a seizure. She had only gone in less than halfway when it had already reached the head.
The little princess blushed and trembled slightly, her eyes alluring, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Like ivy, she clung tightly to her fourth brother's body, her legs bent and buttocks raised, her small hands pressing against his large abdomen as she vigorously rode him. Her pointed, slender, snowy buttocks swayed back and forth like a horse, her smooth inner thighs rubbing against his pubic bone.
At this point, was he still holding back? Was he even a man? A surge of strength, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly swept the little princess up in his arms, scooping her small body against the table. With a soft "squeak!", he thrust deep inside her!
The little princess looked up, stiffening. "Ah!" A short, sharp scream escaped her lips. She felt as if her body had been split in two, a massive, pillar-like object piercing her small frame, seemingly trying to squeeze and penetrate her. She awoke after a moment, her small hands frantically clawing at Pang's body, not to push him away or resist, but to urge him to continue, not to stop.
"You… ahhhhhh… so big, so painful… so good… ahhhhhh…" The little princess's limbs went weak, her head shaking wildly as he penetrated her, panting heavily. The painful yet pleasurable, burning scraping made her cry uncontrollably, her pink, delicate hands gripping Pang even tighter, afraid he would suddenly leave.
"Ugh… hmph… ah, ah, ahhhhhh! So… so sore! Ahhhhhh… no, no! It's going to break… it's going to break!" "Ahhh...it's so hot...ahhhhhh—"
With the little princess's loud moans, Pang's reason was completely overwhelmed by her youthful body...

Chapter 263 Conquering the Little Princess

. The brother couldn't remember how long his passionate entanglement with the little princess had lasted. He only knew that when he no longer had the strength to ride on her, the light coming in through the window was no longer from the sun, but from the clear moonlight of the night.
The moonlight shone through the window frame, illuminating their intertwined, naked bodies.
The fourth brother felt exhausted. He had just made love with Xiao Yunyun last night... They made love all night. Several hours later, they were once again locked in a passionate embrace in the princess's palace. Even an iron man couldn't withstand such exhaustion. After another climax inside the princess's tender, young body, he was too weak to thrust any further. Holding the little darling in his arms, he breathed heavily.
The wildly burning desire in the princess's bright, star-like eyes gradually subsided. She trembled and gasped for breath in his arms. After a long while, she came to her senses, and a sudden, inexplicable fear and shame transformed into anger. She raised her little hand and slapped her fourth brother hard across the face: "You lecherous thief!" "How dare you..."
Over 90% of girls who have been raped react this way afterward. But Fourth Brother never dreamed that such a thing would happen to him. Just a moment ago, she was still in his arms, lost in thought as he ejaculated, her hair disheveled, passionately embracing his neck, awkwardly twisting her waist, swallowing his still-erect member completely each time. Suddenly, she arched her back and thrust, spraying a huge, uncontrollable load... Then, she fell from the heavens to the ground and slapped him across the face. Didn't she know who had just given her the pleasure she had never experienced in her thirteen years of life?!
Fourth Brother was furious. Or... After days of continuous pleasure, his body was practically drained. If he didn't restrain himself, he wouldn't even be able to walk. He'd definitely flip over and pin the little princess down again, thrusting in hard and coming out fiercely, making her beg for mercy. "Fourth Brother," "Dear Fourth Brother," she'd call out a thousand times before he'd stop!
But Fourth Brother was too weak. Not only was he too weak, he didn't even have the strength to pounce on the little princess and wrestle. In other words, this slap was a waste—alas. He'd expended his energy, his labor, and his most precious essence, only to be beaten in the end. Why was Fourth Brother's life so miserable?!
"You lecherous thief!" The little princess cursed at him again. He was probably too weak to hit her anymore. Clutching her chest, she shakily climbed off her. Her naked, petite body, like that of a little girl (she clearly was!), lay exposed before him.
What a pity for Fourth Brother now. He was completely drained. Even if you stripped the fairy sister and Nangong Qinyi naked and laid them in front of him, he probably wouldn't react much. He sighed and reached for the half-lost robe on the ground. He'd at least wipe his disheveled body clean first. Surprisingly, the little princess also reached out to pull him. With a sudden, forceful tug, their robes split in two.
The little princess's eyes were red-rimmed, and she bit her pink lips hard, seemingly extremely aggrieved.
Aggrieved? Aggrieved my foot! You raped me!!! Fourth Brother glared at her with feigned grievance. The little princess used the half-piece of rag she had snatched to cover her wet lower body, and picked up the Fish Intestine Sword that had fallen to the ground with the other.
Fourth Brother, seeing the situation was dire, suddenly found the strength to leap up: "What are you doing?"
The little princess bared her little tiger teeth, roaring at him with a mixture of shame and anger: "You lecherous thief! You villain! You've bullied me again and again, using such despicable methods! You…you've ruined my innocence! I'll tear you to pieces!" She brandished the Fish Intestine Sword and lunged at Pang Yu.
Fourth Brother, unfazed, shouted at him directly: "Hey!" "If you hadn't put that 'Heavenly Dew' in your tea, even if I had changed your cup, things wouldn't have turned out like this! If you keep threatening me with that knife, I'll run out and confront the Emperor to see if it's my fault or his sister's doing." He then made a move to run outside. The little princess panicked immediately: "You...you...you're going to run out naked like that! How shameless!"
"Shame? If you stab me, I'll be dead. What do I care about shame!" Pang Yu said, and really went to the door—well, just to scare the little princess. How could a gentleman like Fourth Brother run around naked outside? That would be embarrassing!
The little princess was immediately frightened. She dropped the Fish Intestine Sword and cried out.
Fourth Brother went over, carefully picked up the Fish Intestine Sword, sheathed it, and held it firmly in his hand before saying, "Hey, hey, hey. Don't cry." " It's not the first time..."
"You still dare to say that!" The little princess looked up, her pretty face brimming with tears. Her small shoulders trembled uncontrollably. "You... last time you and that older sister... bullied me... Sister Han said you took away my most precious thing. You're not a good person. You're a big bad guy!" She cried even harder. Her swollen eyes still glared fiercely at Pang Yu. It seemed that even though she had just been thoroughly satisfied and felt weak and powerless after the intense lovemaking, it couldn't diminish her innate willful nature.
Fourth Brother decided to continue scaring her. Otherwise, once the little princess regained her strength, today's troubles would never end: "Hey, Princess, let's get dressed quickly. Otherwise, if someone breaks in and sees—cough. I'm just a servant.
It doesn't matter if I have things or not. But if someone sees you, Princess…
" "Whoever dares to look, I'll gouge their eyes out!" the little princess roared, revealing tiger-like fangs.
"But what if your Emperor brother comes? Princess, you can't gouge his eyes out, can you…"
The little princess was speechless for a moment. She raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Then tell me… tell me what to do?"
"Get dressed first. Then we can discuss it slowly." "
At this moment, the little princess's emotions stabilized slightly. It seemed she had realized that she was the culprit in the "incident" just now. She had brought it upon herself and couldn't blame anyone else. The murderous intent in her eyes gradually faded, and she walked into the inner room, sobbing with tears in her eyes. She left her fourth brother alone, sighing.
Damn it. This Heavenly Dew is really good stuff. This willful princess clearly hates me to death, but after taking this stuff, hehe. She cooperated so well just now. It's hard to believe that this is only the second time she's done it...
The fourth brother felt a surge of pleasure, and for a moment, even the soreness in his waist felt much better.
Not long after, the little princess changed into a white long dress and came out with a resentful look on her face. She was also holding a set of eunuch clothes in her hand, which she threw to Pang Yu and said: "You. Change into this quickly!" "
Fourth Brother looked up at her. Their eyes met. For the first time ever, a hint of shyness flashed in the little princess's eyes. She lowered her head, avoiding Fourth Brother's gaze.
'Holy crap!' Fourth Brother was greatly surprised. He wondered if the intimacy they had just shared had given this fierce and willful little princess a taste of the pleasures of love, and she had fallen for him?!
Although he was very confident in the techniques he had learned from 600g adult films, he probably knew less than a hundred. There were still many positions he hadn't had a chance to use. To say that he could subdue a fierce little princess with a personality like a newborn tiger just by using that skill was just absurd!!! With a
heavy heart, Fourth Brother changed into eunuch's clothes. The little princess bent down to pick up the tattered pieces of their clothes from the ground, but let out a soft cry. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she covered her lower abdomen with her small hand.
'What's wrong with you!'" "Fourth Brother asked with concern.
The little princess's cheeks flushed red. She whispered angrily, "It's all your fault...you big bad scoundrel, you filthy lecher did this...it hurts so much...waaaaah!" She sniffed, almost crying again.
Even though she was angrily cursing, she still looked very cute. Especially the faint blush on her cheeks, like peach blossoms touched by dew in March, indescribably delicate and beautiful.
Fourth Brother couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart. He grabbed the little princess's soft hand that was covering her face and said tenderly, "Princess, I was sorry for what I did. Don't worry, I will take responsibility for this." Fourth Brother was a good man. After taking the little princess's virginity, he naturally had to make things clear—what did she say just now? "Sister Han said you're not a good person." "She's a big bad guy." Ugh, that's the Imperial Physician Wen, right? It was her last time too. She pricked around with those needles haphazardly, making him lose his mind and act like a beast. Even if it was her fault, I still have to take responsibility. In front of that scoundrel Ren Huang, we only counted nine, right? Add the beautiful imperial physician, and it's ten! A double digit!
The little princess had no idea that while her fourth brother was holding her, his mind was on another girl. Her face flushed, she scolded, "What else do you want? I… I won't…"
"Princess doesn't want to do it anymore? Didn't you like it just now?"
Provoked by her unrestrained words, the little princess trembled. She instantly recalled being fucked so hard, her soul almost leaving her body, her body overflowing with sweet saliva, reaching the ultimate peak of pleasure under his vigorous thrusts. Her angry voice immediately subsided. Her small hands clutched the hem of her clothes: "I… don't… like… you're bad! Ahhhhhh!" She
flung Pang Yu's hand away, shrieking and lunging at him. Her claws and teeth bared, as if she wanted to fight him to the death. But Pang Yu recognized her voice. Though her voice held a hint of anger, it retained her former haughty and willful nature. However, her movements had lost their original fierce edge. She had transformed from a newborn tiger, as if she had just discovered her prey, into a kitten, meekly nestled in a man's arms,
whimpering in heat. Seeing the princess's annoyed expression, the fourth brother's lust flared instantly. Unable to contain his desire, he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into his arms and pressing his lips to hers.
The princess gasped softly, her petite body pressed firmly against Pang Yu's chest. Before she could react, her lips were sealed by this scoundrel, his tongue plunging into her mouth. She struggled symbolically for a moment, then kissed Pang Yu, awkwardly responding to his fiery assault.
Just then, a familiar voice rang out from outside the window.
"Royal sister, how is it?" Have you dealt with that brat yet? Are you satisfied now? Don't keep bothering me with wanting to leave the palace to play. "

Chapter 264 Ren Huang, Emperor Ren!!!

The pair of adulterous lovers hurriedly separated. The little princess covered her chest, flustered. Fourth Brother was too lazy to hide. Damn it, the Emperor brother-in-law had been married for over ten years, with a harem of concubines. This white mess, mixed with the glistening girl's genitals, would anyone not know what the two of them had been doing in the palace?
Fourth Brother was a grown man; if he did it, he had to admit it. What kind of hero would try to hide it!
He stood up, his eyes fixed on the door, bracing himself for the Emperor's thunderous wrath.
-- Thunderous wrath my ass! My sister has served you for so many years, isn't it only natural and right for a girl to serve me in return?
The door opened, and Fourth Brother's pupils constricted instantly, his muscles tensed, and his breath seemed to stop for a moment!
Could it be that even the wise and mighty Fourth Brother was intimidated by the legendary imperial aura?!
"Ren Huang, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!" "Fourth Brother roared, his voice booming, and grabbed a mahogany chair, lunging towards the door.
But the one who entered wasn't some emperor brother-in-law, but clearly that scoundrel Ren Huang!
Did he think he could fool Fourth Brother just because he changed into some yellow clothes? Those two sleazy little mustaches wouldn't escape Fourth Brother's eyes even if burned to ashes!
Enemies meeting are bound to be fiercely hostile. Fourth Brother, who had been exhausted, suddenly felt his strength return. He wielded the chair with incredible speed and power. If he didn't smash this man to death right here today, Fourth Brother wouldn't be worthy of being called the number one servant in the world!"
"What? You mean stab him with a knife? One stab, and he's dead? Isn't that too easy for him?!
" Fourth Brother swung his stool. The attack, fueled by intense resentment, was incredibly fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Ren Huang. The incredibly hard mahogany stool was raised high, then slammed down heavily. Ren Huang was clearly terrified. He hadn't expected Fourth Brother to be so ruthless. He froze, completely bewildered!
Two feet, one foot, five inches. The stool, whistling through the air, hurtled closer. Just a final 0.5 seconds. Ren Huang's head would explode. In this life-or-death moment, could he dodge? Could he dodge?
No. Who in the world could dodge Fourth Brother's full-force attack?
"Smack!" A crisp sound echoed through the palace. Then came the thud of a stool hitting the floor. A deathly silence fell over the entire room.
Ren Huang was unharmed. But the valiant Fourth Brother had collapsed. He collapsed, clutching his face!
How could this be! How could this happen! Ren Huang was clearly stunned. He hadn't even moved!!!
—Don't even mention you, even the Fourth Brother couldn't believe he had collapsed, but when he covered his face and looked up, the sight before his eyes left him speechless!
Bathed in the cool moonlight streaming through the window, a breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before him. She wore a purple and pale yellow phoenix-patterned palace gown, its sheen flowing, its neckline low-cut, revealing slender hands and a graceful waist. Her cloud-like hair was piled high, a golden hairpin tucked into her bun, revealing the smooth, delicate skin of her neck, as supple as a thin layer of warm jade. Her arms were soft and supple, her beauty exuding a captivating , alluring charm.
This was the woman who had just slapped Fourth Brother across the face, sending him flying from his chair and crashing heavily to the ground.
Being slapped, having ruined his revenge plan, Fourth Brother should have been furious, but this noblewoman before him had somehow managed to slap him without eliciting any anger.
If one were to describe the noblewoman before him using the words "Fourth Brother," she would undoubtedly be described as breathtakingly beautiful, enough to make geese fall from the sky and fish sink in the water. Add to that the phrase "Her robes fluttered in the wind, her light skirts danced in the breeze," and she would be described as graceful, ethereal, and otherworldly. Her skin was beyond description, her eyes beyond description, her hair beyond description, and her beauty beyond description. She seemed to have just stepped down from a celestial palace, a truly heavenly beauty!
Fourth Brother wasn't a lecherous man. The reason he didn't pounce on her wasn't because the noblewoman was too beautiful, her ethereal beauty making him unable to bring himself to act violently. Rather, it was because when he looked at her, he felt a strange sense of intimacy, an intimacy that completely prevented him from even considering violence!
"How dare you!" While Fourth Brother didn't act, the noblewoman spoke, pointing her slender, jade-like fingers at him from afar, and scolding in a sweet voice, "You audacious dog, how dare you attempt to assassinate the emperor! Do you know what your crime is?"
Assassinate? Attack the emperor? Fourth Brother was completely bewildered and confused. Although he couldn't lift a finger, that didn't mean he couldn't argue.
"Attack the Emperor! What kind of damned attack is this!" Fourth Brother jumped up, pointing at Ren Huang and cursing, venting all his anger. "I'll beat this damned beast, bastard, scoundrel, dog, a thousand cuts..."
"Royal Brother—" Before he could finish cursing, the little princess suddenly called out.
Brother Huang? Is that how you address someone? Shouldn't it be Brother Ren?
Fourth Brother was stunned, not reacting.
"Your Majesty!" The beautiful noblewoman suddenly knelt down, facing Ren Huang, prostrating herself on the ground: "Your servant was ignorant of Your Majesty's countenance and offended Your Majesty. Please forgive him!"
Your Majesty!
His eyes
widened, and he stiffly turned his head, staring blankly at Ren Huang. What he saw was... a... a dragon robe!!!
"What the hell?! This utterly despicable scoundrel is... oh my god, the current Emperor Renzong, my brother-in-law!"
Fourth Brother stood frozen in place, completely unable to accept this cruel reality.
How could Emperor Renzong, a wise and benevolent ruler in history, who cared for the people and created the "Renzong Prosperity," be such a despicable man?!
He recalled the record in the "History of Song": "(Emperor Renzong) reigned for forty-two years. The administration of officials seemed lazy, yet no cruel or ruthless people were appointed; the laws seemed lenient, yet many judges were fair and just. The country was not without its flaws, but they were not enough to undermine the foundation of good governance; the court was not without its petty men, but they were not enough to overcome the spirit of the virtuous. The compassion of the emperor and his ministers, and the benevolent administration, laid the foundation for the Song Dynasty for more than three hundred years. His descendants, however, once changed their ways, gradually led to chaos. The 'Commentary' says: 'For a ruler, the ultimate goal is benevolence.'" "Fourth Brother would rather die than believe that Ren Huang is the Emperor, or his brother-in-law. This kid exudes 'cheapness' from head to toe; where is his 'benevolence'? If he has any, it's because he's a scoundrel!
" "Brother, what brings you here?" The little princess ran over, tugging at Ren Huang's sleeve, too shy to look up.
"Weren't you going to teach this kid a lesson? I've come to see how it went."
Ren Huang stroked the girl's head, smiled faintly, his eyes still fixed on Pang.
Pang was completely stunned. Was this a joke? This guy's words and actions were utterly unbecoming of an emperor! Had he ever seen an emperor in prison? Not only in prison, but he was also fighting with prisoners for chicken! And last time at the Green Jade Pavilion, he climbed over the wall from the backyard to see Nangong Qinyi! Was this the kind of person
the emperor of the Song Dynasty was?!
Pang still couldn't believe his eyes. When Ren Huang helped the kneeling palace lady to her feet, he said sternly, "Oh, ignorance is no excuse, my beloved concubine, please rise." "Then, recalling that feeling of familiarity just now, he trembled as if struck by lightning—this…she, she couldn't be Consort Pang…my sister, could she?!
Yes, it must be! Only such a beauty deserves to be the Emperor's favorite, the envy of all three thousand beauties in the harem.
Heavens above! Earth below! Realizing this, Fourth Brother was about to faint.
Ren Huang, ***, he really is the Emperor!!!
"Kneel down now!" "The Imperial Concubine urged her, her voice as beautiful as a heavenly melody.
Fourth Brother wouldn't kneel! Fourth Brother has pride; he'd kneel to heaven and earth but not to that sleazy, despicable man, Ren Huang!
Fourth Brother lived up to his reputation; Ren Huang wasn't even angry. He glanced at the blushing, mischievous girl, then his gaze returned to him, his two sleazy mustaches slightly raised, and he actually smiled.
Even though he was the Emperor, that smile, in Fourth Brother's eyes, was still as sleazy as ever, just as sleazy as when he'd dragged him around trying to recommend some distant cousin of a princess.
An Emperor acting as a pimp!
This must be unprecedented in history!
Wait! Fourth Brother suddenly shuddered. A distant cousin of a princess... a distant cousin... what if we remove the 'distant' part?" That's the "princess's sister," the princess's sister... could it be...
this spoiled, willful, and fierce little princess in front of him, like a tiger cub?!
Realizing this, Fourth Brother felt a chill run down his spine. Could it be that from the very beginning... he was being schemed against by Ren Huang—now the emperor's brother-in-law? The emperor's brother-
in-law couldn't handle his spoiled sister, and no one in or outside the palace could subdue her—of course, even someone with the aura of an emperor was overwhelmed, let alone anyone else. It just so happened that the emperor's brother-in-law heard that the princess had sneaked out of the palace and had been repeatedly defeated by a mere servant, so he thought, since only this servant could subdue the princess, why not... He betrothed the princess to him, and from then on, peace and quiet reigned!
Thus, the emperor's brother-in-law began to investigate this servant. After all, the little princess was his youngest and most beloved sister; what if she married the wrong person? The investigation focused primarily on character and conduct; status, background, and official rank were irrelevant—the entire empire belonged to Zhao Zhen, so as long as this servant was of good character and high moral standing, giving him a marquis or a top scholar title would be a piece of cake.
To test his character, the emperor's brother-in-law took action. When a person is cunning, their actions become cunning too. The dignified Emperor of the Song Dynasty disguised himself as Ren Huang, a servant in the princess's household. First, he conspired with Bao Zheng to infiltrate the prison and witness firsthand his fourth brother facing a major event. He remained calm and composed during the crisis; then he infiltrated the courtesan competition, secretly "inspecting" the entire bandit suppression operation, while deeply feeling the unwavering loyalty of his fourth brother; later, he brought up the matter of his distant cousin, testing the waters with his fourth brother, who reluctantly agreed out of consideration for his fellow prisoner; still later, his brother-in-law, the Emperor, seemingly uneasy about his approval, brought in his own sister, Princess Huanyu…

Chapter 265: The Consequences of a Lewd Palace

. Emperor Renzong brought in his sister, Princess Huanyu, to thoroughly examine his fourth brother. They tested his literary talent, character, and interpersonal skills, as well as his loyalty to "love." Finally, Princess Huanyu and Emperor Renzong even took turns asking, "One day, when you marry a woman who surpasses everything you currently possess, if that day truly comes, Lord Tian Ding, will you still insist on staying with those women for life?" "I'll really make you a prince consort." "Are you willing to abandon the woman you want to spend your life with?"
Thinking back now, wasn't this a clear question to Fourth Brother? "You brat, won't you marry the princess as your groom? Are you willing to abandon all the other women for her?!"
After figuring out the whole story, Fourth Brother suddenly noticed his brother-in-law, the Emperor, looking at him with an even more lewd smile. He glanced sideways at the glistening white semen spilled on the floor beside the table, habitually stroking his mustache: "Before I entered... what did you and the princess do in the palace?"
Any other young girl would have let out a soft "ooh," shyly burying her head in her brother's arms. But the little princess, one hand on her slender waist, the other pointing a finger
at Fourth Brother's nose, fiercely cried out, "Royal brother! He bullied me! Just like when you stayed overnight in Consort Gui's palace! He bullied me!" The little princess was still too young. She completely didn't understand what she and the bad guy had done. She blurted it out without thinking. Emperor Renzong's skin was as thick as Fourth Brother's. Hearing this, she naturally didn't care. But Consort Pang, on the other hand, was shocked to hear her mischievous younger sister shouting about the Emperor's private affair with her the previous night, especially in front of the servants of the Grand Tutor's mansion. She blushed deeply, so embarrassed that she even managed to stop her sister.
Besides her embarrassment and anger, she was also shocked
, not realizing that Pang Si was her brother's alias and that he was truly a newly risen servant in the mansion. A servant who had raped the princess in her palace, was discovered, and then attempted to attack the Emperor—what kind of crime was this? A crime punishable by death! A crime punishable by confiscation of property and extermination of the entire family! Pang Si was a servant of the Grand Tutor's mansion, so if they were to pursue him, everyone in the Grand Tutor's mansion, inside and out, would be implicated!
Of course, with her as the Emperor's favorite Consort and her powerful father, Grand Tutor Pang, as long as it wasn't a rebellion, even the biggest crime wouldn't implicate the masters of the mansion. At most, the offender would be dragged to the execution ground and sliced to pieces. A thousand slices,
ten thousand slices, or even ten million slices! This Pang Si, having committed a crime punishable by a thousand slices, dared not beg for mercy and even stood there facing the Emperor!
Emperor Renzong wasn't angry. He simply stroked his beard and looked Pang Yu up and down: "Do you know how many crimes you've committed that warrant the confiscation of your property and the extermination of your clan?"
"Well… I'm afraid I can't count them all." Pang Si scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly. It was true, not to mention yesterday when he brandished the Fish Intestine Sword in front of his brother-in-law, forcing him to call him "brother." He deserved to be torn apart by five horses. But he had also done his brother-in-law a favor. That time in prison, didn't he share some of the fat chicken and dried fruit with Ren Huangbian? Even a single meal's kindness is repaid with a thousand pieces of gold. The chicken leg I gave you is fragrant and delicious, oily and meaty—it's worth at least three or five heads!
"But I'll take responsibility," Fourth Brother said, rubbing his nose. He nodded earnestly.
Uh. Take responsibility. The little princess had lost her virginity. Fourth Brother would definitely take responsibility for that. So if you don't want your princess to become a widow at thirteen... Hehe. Your Majesty, you'd better not bluff.
Emperor Renzong snorted. He naturally understood the implication in Fourth Brother's words. He looked down at his usually mischievous, willful, and unruly sister, who was now complaining to him without restraint and glaring fiercely at Pang Yu. However, she clearly lacked the arrogant and fierce aura that even he, the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, couldn't suppress. Instead, her brows and eyes revealed a hint of girlish shyness.
Seeing this scene, Emperor Renzong almost burst into tears. Heavens. How many times have I thought of her? My precious sister has finally remembered that she is a girl. She can blush. She can be shy. She can!!!
This mischievous girl. This hot potato, this spoiled princess who has caused unrest inside and outside the palace since birth. Finally… Emperor Renzong was so excited he wanted to wipe his eyes. Suddenly, he noticed Pang Yu secretly glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. He suppressed a hint of smug satisfaction at the emperor's misfortune. Instantly, he flew into a rage. With a flick of his
dragon robe, his face turned icy: "Guards! Throw this shameless servant who has insulted the princess, defiled the palace, and offended the emperor into the imperial prison!" His body, dressed in eunuch's clothes, was dragged in by a large group of fierce imperial guards. He was thrown into the cell. The door was closed. He left. In an instant, only Fourth Brother was left alone in the vast imperial prison. "
Is it really necessary?! Just because you were smiling, did you really need a bunch of people to drag me away and lock me up? Is this how you repay the kindness of a fat chicken?!"
Fourth Brother was furious. He scrambled to his feet, ignoring his exhaustion. He slammed his foot hard on the cell door
—it was made of iron, as thick as a child's arm, hard and sturdy. He could kick two strong men away with a powerful kick, but the cell door
wouldn't budge. Instead, the impact made him stagger, almost falling flat on his face. It was made entirely of high-quality granite; you couldn't even dig it up. The iron pillars were forged from refined steel. Don't even mention martial arts; even the female assassin who attacked the emperor that day wouldn't be able to escape if she were locked up here.”
Gu Cheng appeared outside, his face dark, and said.
“Oh my god. Isn't this the Commander?” Fourth Brother's face instantly brightened with a smile. He beckoned, “Commander Ye, please tell the Emperor I'm leaving. This cell is dark and damp, the environment is terrible. Staying here for too long will make you sick. The Emperor is benevolent; he certainly won't see his former cellmate suffer like this.”
“Is that so?” Ye Gu Cheng sneered. "Then why did the Emperor instruct me to keep a close watch on you, to lock you up tightly, and to not allow anyone to visit you? To starve you for three days and three nights, and then we'd talk."
"What?!" Fourth Brother jumped up, leaping three feet high. "Locked up for three days and three nights, and no food? How can there be such a despicable, shameless, vile, and vile person in the world? You bastard, you filthy scoundrel..." Ye Gucheng cursed him. After a long pause, he blurted out, "Lock you up. You should thank me. Crimes like yours, such as deceiving the emperor and attempting assassination, are punishable by being dragged outside the Meridian Gate and beheaded in public."
"What deceiving the emperor and attempting assassination? I had no idea this despicable, shameless… cough. I had no idea he was the current emperor. Commander Ye—no, Old Ye, you're a sensible man. You knew the emperor was traveling incognito! You know that, but I didn't. I was kept in the dark from the beginning. Ignorance is no excuse!"
Ye Gucheng coldly retorted, "The emperor is merciful. How could he punish you for offending the emperor?"
"Then the little princess's matter can't be blamed on me. She drugged me first…"
"I didn't know about that. I don't want to know." Ye Gucheng abruptly interrupted him.
"Then release me now!"
"I can't release you." Ye Gucheng decisively shook his head. Even if the emperor didn't pursue what happened earlier, you still have an unforgivable crime. "
Gu Cheng beckoned him over.
Fourth Brother immediately leaned closer, peering through the iron bars.
"The Emperor said..." Ye Gu Cheng lowered his voice, his eyes flashing with a cold glint. "He personally witnessed you rescue the female assassin who attacked the Emperor. You've joined forces with a traitor. This is an unforgivable crime deserving the execution of nine generations of your family." "
Going to jail isn't so bad. In some ways, it's almost like going on vacation. Think about it: a vacation is in a completely new environment. You sleep all day in a hotel or something, going out at night. Going to jail is also sleeping all day in a new environment, going out for a walk after you've had enough sleep.
The only difference is probably the food. The food in jail is terrible. How can you survive like that?
Bad food is one thing, but going hungry is truly miserable.
But for Fourth Brother, hunger is secondary. The worst thing is loneliness.
Loneliness, you know? Fourth Brother has been locked up here for a whole day and hasn't seen a single ghost. No one has come to visit him. No one to talk to. Isn't that lonely enough? Loneliness alone is bad enough
. But on top of loneliness, there's also injustice!
Damn it, they blame me for saving the female assassin, and they're using that as a charge against me. Brother-in-law Emperor, have you no shame?"
"Yes. That day, I saved the fairy sister. I rescued her from the ironclad encirclement of the Yang family army and the imperial guards. But I did it to repay a debt of gratitude. I hadn't yet colluded with the rebels back then. If you really want to calculate it, you, the emperor, are also involved. When the imperial guards came chasing after us, wasn't it you who hid with the fairy sister and escaped capture? If you really want to calculate it, I'm the principal offender. You, the bastard, can't escape the crime of being an accomplice!
This is unfair! Arresting people and then arresting me. Is this fair? Is this fair?!
" Clutching his rumbling stomach, which had been growling all day, Fourth Brother looked up to the sky and wept bitterly. "
How could I suffer such injustice! Earth, you must bear witness for me. Pang Si has the blood of the Song Dynasty flowing in his veins. Pang Si's heart is with the Great Song. Pang Si was born a Song citizen, and will die a Song ghost!"
He shouted desperately, his voice echoing throughout the entire prison.
"Since ancient times, who has not died?" "I will leave my loyal heart to shine in history. Ancestors of the Great Song Dynasty, you are watching from heaven. Today, here, I, Pang Si, will use my blood to wash away the injustice I have suffered!" He pulled his clothes aside, revealing the bronze skin of his chest. His legs gave way, and he was about to smash his head against the wall!
"Alright. No need for acting." A cold laugh echoed from the corridor.

Chapter 266 Night Talk in Prison

Emperor Renzong Chapter 266 Night Talk in Prison
Emperor Renzong was arrested and imprisoned, suffering a great injustice. He was preparing to smash his head against the wall to end his life and prove his innocence.
Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out in the corridor. Although it had the majestic aura of an emperor who looked down on all things, it could not hide the lewdness in his tone. It was obvious that it was Ren Huang, the Emperor Renzong.
"Hey, how did you know I was acting! You saw it with your dog eyes!" "Fourth Brother was seething with anger. He stopped banging his head
against the wall and yelled at the outside, 'I don't care if you're an emperor or not!
' 'If you're not acting, then bang your head against the wall!' Ren Huang appeared outside the prison gate. His eyes swept over the stone-walled prison and he sneered. Even in his dragon robe, he's still so sleazy. Fourth Brother felt an urge to hit him the moment he saw him.
'Bang your head against the wall? Why should I?' He turned around and stared at Ren Huang with a vicious glare.
Since Ren Huang was Emperor Renzong, he was naturally not afraid of Fourth Brother's gaze. He stroked his mustache sleazy and sneered, 'Didn't you want to use blood to clear your name? Didn't you want my ancestors to see this from heaven? Bang your head against the wall. Hurry up and bang your head against the wall. If you die, it'll all be over. I'll immediately issue an edict to exonerate you and posthumously grant you the title of Loyal and Brave. How about that?'" "
Fourth Brother, who always makes others so angry they vomit blood, almost vomited blood this time. 'So good?' Are you kidding me? This Emperor brother-in-law is too shameless, despicable, and vile.
" "Not good at all!" Fourth Brother put his hands on his hips, striking an even more lewd and shameless pose than himself. He darted from the wall to the railing in a flash. "Since Your Majesty has come, I must ask you face to face what crime I have committed. Your Majesty, you've locked me up here without even giving me food."
"Crime? Your crime is huge." Emperor Renzong looked at him, his eyes narrowing in a wicked smile. "You count. From the time we first met in prison, how many times have you disrespected me? How many times have you insulted and offended me? You even took the dagger I gave to my sister and threatened me time and time again. Which of these isn't a capital offense?"
"Ignorance is no excuse." "Fourth Brother shut Emperor Renzong down with a single sentence. 'You never said you were the Emperor, or that you were appointed my Heavenly Servant. Do you understand? The Number One Servant in the Land. All servants in the land should take me as their role model. You claim to be a servant of the Princess's residence, yet you have absolutely no servant's virtues, qualities, or manners. As the Emperor's appointed Number One Servant in the Land, shouldn't I educate you and teach you how to be a virtuous, well-mannered, and cultivated servant?'
'Fine. Fine—you're truly sharp-tongued. I won't argue with you.' Emperor Renzong nodded, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, whether from anger or admiration was unclear.
'What do you mean by not arguing? You mean you can't win?' Fourth Brother snorted. He was determined to confront the Emperor today, knowing everything.
Emperor Renzong wasn't annoyed and said calmly, 'Offending me is considered an offense because you didn't know my identity beforehand. No crime. But what about offending the Princess? You knew my identity from the beginning, didn't you?'" "You kidnapped her and threatened her. You stole the Fish Intestine Sword that I gave her for self-defense..."
"Hey, hey, hey. Explain yourself. What do you mean by stealing? Did I steal it? The Fish Intestine Sword clearly fell on the ground. I just picked it up and used it. The princess didn't even ask for it back. Is that a crime? Heavens above! Heavens above! There is no justice in this Song Dynasty! The emperor is leading the way in framing ordinary people. Picking up something is a crime. What kind of world is this—" Fourth Brother pounded on the prison door, protesting his injustice.
"Don't try to change the subject." Ren Huang saw through his intentions. His mustache remained lewd, but a cold glint suddenly appeared in his eyes. "I ask you. Even if you are not guilty of 'picking up' the knife, you used the Fish Intestine Sword to coerce the princess, kidnap her, and humiliate her. Isn't that an established, undeniable fact?"
"I was in a critical situation. I had no choice..."
"I don't care whether you had no choice or did it intentionally!" Emperor Renzong flicked his dragon robe with a "whoosh," his dragon eyes narrowing as he glared at him, displaying his imperial dominance. "I only ask you this: for what you did to the princess in Fenglin Pavilion, shouldn't I imprison you in the Heavenly Prison as a lesson?"
Fourth Brother was speechless for a moment—he slept with the princess without any "love." A couple of days in jail seemed justifiable. Then he suddenly jumped up, shouting, "I'll imprison you! Why are you denying me food? You ungrateful emperor! I clearly gave you half a chicken in the Kaifeng prison..."
"I'm here to repay a debt of gratitude," Emperor Renzong suddenly smiled.
"In the Kaifeng prison, weren't you locked up for a day without food?"
"Yes."
"So I'll also lock you up for a day without food."
Damn it! Fourth Brother was so angry he wanted to vomit blood. This was how the Emperor of the Song Dynasty repaid gratitude!!!
"If I remember correctly..." "You gave me half of my Imperial Incense roast chicken. You even took the drumstick first."
"So what!" Fourth Brother roared. If it weren't for the iron bars, he would have pounced on you. He didn't care about being an emperor or not. He would have held you down and given you a good beating.
Emperor Renzong stroked his mustache and smiled slightly: "You gave me
a chicken as a favor. I am benevolent. To repay you, I will give you a whole chicken made by the Imperial Chef." He took out a food basket from behind his back.
"How is it? Is it good?" After a moment, Emperor Renzong glanced at Pang Yu in the cell, who was eating the chicken with gusto and his face was covered in grease. He asked with a smile.
"Hmm. Not bad." Pang Yu nodded vigorously and waved the half-eaten chicken leg in his hand. "The Imperial Chef is a chef. It's even more delicious than the one made by Imperial Incense. It's so good to eat with a little wine. This taste is wonderful. Come, come, don't just watch me eat. I'll feel embarrassed. Come, come, let's eat together." He pulled out the other leg and handed it over.
Looking at this rogue servant whose face changed faster than lightning, Emperor Renzong felt an urge to hit him. He snorted. "I'm not hungry. You eat it yourself."
"I know you're not hungry," Pang Yu glanced at his greasy mouth, squeezed forward, and laughed heartily. "A dignified emperor visiting his fellow prisoners, bound by deep camaraderie, how could he possibly be hungry? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the Song Dynasty? Right?"
"I know, give it back to me."
"This isn't about hunger. This is about brotherhood and loyalty!" Fourth Brother grabbed a chicken leg and stuck it through the bars, shoving it into Emperor Renzong's hand. "We've been in prison together, shared hardships and joys, haven't we? Besides, as servants, we've developed a close relationship. It's only natural to eat, drink, chat, and catch up. He... hehehe. You came to see me alone, without any guards. You must have some private matters to discuss. Let's drink, have some chicken, and talk. Everything can be discussed.
"
Emperor Renzong stared at him, his eyes flickering. Fourth Brother grinned, also watching him, waving a chicken leg in his hand, almost poking the emperor's face.
"Come on, come on. Take it. Eat. It's on me. Don't be shy."
"Slap!" Emperor Renzong couldn't stand the chicken leg being waved in front of him, almost touching his face, but he couldn't just walk away. So he snatched it away.
"Hey, that's more like it. Come on. Eat, eat, eat. Let's eat and chat, brothers."
"How dare you!" Emperor Renzong slapped away the hand that was trying to grab his arm.
"You dare call me brother!"
He's showing off now that he's the emperor! Brother is furious. He's exposing his brother-in-law, the emperor. "Hey. You're the one who calls me 'Little Brother Pang, Little Brother Pang' the moment you see me. Yesterday you called me 'Fourth Brother.' What, you're denying it now that you're wearing the dragon robe?" Emperor Renzong's eyes widened in anger. He almost threw the chicken leg at him. Fourth Brother shamelessly added another... "But then again, you are indeed a few years older than me. So how about this, you don't need to call me 'brother' anymore. It's more appropriate to call me 'little brother.' Hehe—"
If he hadn't really wanted to talk to him, and considering Consort Pang's relentless whispering in his ear all night, Emperor Renzong would have simply turned and left. He'd have Ye Gucheng starve him for three days and three nights later.
"I've locked you up in the imperial prison. You've been locked up for a day. Don't you know how to repent?" Suppressing the urge to give him a good beating, Emperor Renzong said in a deep voice.
"Yes. I repent." Fourth Brother's expression was always sorrowful. "I failed to recognize you as Your Majesty. It was my poor eyesight; I was drugged and sent to the palace by your scheme with the princess. It was my miscalculation; I was entangled by the princess and couldn't escape. It was my bad luck. I can't blame society. However, my poor eyesight and miscalculation are my responsibility. I repent. I blame myself. I will never dare to do such a thing again. I will be more discerning in making friends and carefully observe people to avoid being tricked again."
Emperor Renzong, since meeting this lazy servant, had finally heard him speak a kind word. He was overjoyed, but then he heard this "repentance." He was so angry... wait, why is he eating a chicken leg? And eating it so heartily. Is he venting his anger on his fourth brother with a chicken leg?
Emperor Renzong took a few big bites of the juicy chicken leg and swallowed the meat. Then he wiped his greasy mouth with his dragon robe and looked up at Pang Yu: "You are the first person to dare speak to me like this."
"You are also the first person to be able to fool me, Your Majesty." The fourth brother touched his nose. He gave him an admiring look.
The two looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.
"Ah, even the Emperor is lonely," Fourth Brother sighed inwardly. He was used to the flattery of his ministers, so it was quite amusing to be challenged like this occasionally.
He had calculated this. He dared to take a gamble, deliberately provoking his brother-in-law, the Emperor, to contradict him. He was relentless and uncompromising, wanting to give him a unique and novel experience, so that his brother-in-law wouldn't want to kill him. Otherwise, he'd be living a life of luxury, talking to the Emperor like that—wasn't that just asking for death?
The wise and powerful Fourth Brother, risking death for life, took a gamble. He gambled that the Emperor was lonely and needed someone who dared to contradict and challenge him.
The Emperor smiled, and Fourth Brother knew he had won!

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