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You Were Born a Nobleman, Chapter Seventy-Four: You Made Me Wear a Green Hat (Subscription Request)
Today is the first sunny day after several days of continuous rain. The sky is a clear blue, and a gentle breeze brushes against the face, carrying the damp scent of the recent rain. The tall figure of the man in black, Shu Que Wu Pan, blocks most of the sunlight at the door as he walks in with a cold expression.
Softy took one look and shouted while hiding behind Dongfang, "He’s the notorious thief wanted by the authorities!"
Lang Ye's face was so dark it seemed like water could drip from it: This fickle woman, I’ve only been gone for a few days, and you’re already busy making me wear a green hat.
Dongfang protected Softy, asking, "Who are you?"
Lang Ye furrowed his brows tightly, pursing his thin lips as he stared at Dongfang: Pretty boy, how come I keep seeing you everywhere?
"He's here to see me." Just as everyone was frozen in awkwardness, Kong Xuan timely broke the tension.
"Xuan Xuan, do you know him?" Tang Zisu, who had just arrived, stared at Lang Ye, feeling an inexplicable familiarity.
"He’s my brother."
"She’s my sister."
Lang Ye and Kong Xuan answered in unison, and as soon as they finished speaking, they shot each other disdainful glares.
Damn it, didn’t we agree on this? How did it turn into a benefit for you!
Tang Zisu looked somewhat confused: "Relatives? So who is older, you or him?"
What a Peacock King, Kong Xuan said with a calm expression as his face changed color: "We are twins. Our mother forgot the order during childbirth, and since then, we couldn't tell who was older. For all these years, we've been fighting to be the older one."
Tang Zisu secretly gritted her teeth, thinking how thick-skinned he must be to come up with that!
Lang Ye stepped forward, grabbing Kong Xuan's hand with a sorrowful expression: "I searched for you so desperately that I've worn out over a hundred pairs of shoes; I crossed mountains and oceans, traversed deserts and snow-capped peaks just to find you. I rode in ox carts, horse-drawn carriages, boats, and even small rafts. I was even carried into the sky by an eagle. Xuan Xuan, I finally found you!"
Kong Xuan felt a chill run down his spine: "What a coincidence, I was also captured by an eagle."
Tang Zisu's stomach growled loudly; she thought to herself that they had enough drama and could they please let someone eat in peace!
Kong Xuan and Lang Ye hugged each other and cried. Kong Xuan whispered in his ear: "Why did it take you until today to find me? I thought you were dead!"
"Seriously? You actually care about whether I'm alive? Do you have any idea what kind of days I've been through lately?"
Brother, sister, brother, sister—they all huddled together crying.
"What’s going on between you and Softy?"
"How can you even ask that? What kind of wife did you show me?"
Wuwu...
While this group was crying and making a fuss, Little Fish and Jumping stopped what they were doing to watch the commotion.
Little Fish: "Is this man a relative of Divine Maiden? He really does look somewhat similar."
Jumping: "What kind of eyes do you have? This guy looks fierce like a wild wolf; how could he possibly be a twin with Divine Maiden?"
Tang Zisu: ........
Given the chaotic scene, Tang Zisu could hardly bear to listen any longer. Weakly, she walked up to the two of them. Among the girls, she was already considered tall, but in front of them, she felt like a short winter melon. "Gentlemen, my condolences."
Lang Ye: Condolences to your whole family. Is that how you speak?
Kong Xuan: Silly Goose's brain really is different; it seems you can't stop until you say something shocking.
Tang Zisu leaned closer to the two and whispered, "Stop acting; it doesn't seem real at all. It's making me feel nauseous."
Kong Xuan pushed Lang Ye away in disgust and turned to Softy: "Softy, come over and meet my brother, Lang Ye."
Upon hearing that name, Tang Zisu was taken aback. Lang Ye, Black Wolf King, he was that dog called Ahei!
Kong Xuan secretly winked at Tang Zisu, the meaning was clear: yes, he was that big silly dog who would sleep after eating and loved sticking close to people.
Everything happening in front of her was too surreal. Softy was hiding behind Dong Fang, too scared to come out: "Divine Lady, he's a bad person. How could he be your brother?"
Upon hearing this, Kong Xuan became displeased: "Softy, I know my own brother well, and I believe he is not a bad person. Do you have some misunderstanding?"
"No, there is only hatred between him and me; there is no misunderstanding. He is a scum."
All eyes turned to Lang Ye. His strong-featured face showed no embarrassment; instead, he appeared even more innocent: "Miss, we are meeting for the first time, yet you speak so rudely. I do not understand why. Have I done something to you?"
Damn it, Wolf King was undeniably handsome and had an unmatched thick skin.
"You, you..." Softy trembled with anger, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring herself to speak about what happened that night.
Kong Xuan immediately followed up, "Yes, Softy, Lang Ye just came to me at Peacock Valley. When did you see him?"
Dongfang gently patted Softy's back, "Don't be afraid, just say what's on your mind."
Lang Ye glared at Dongfang's hand, feeling a surge of jealousy; he wanted nothing more than to chop it off and cook it.
Softy, with tears in her eyes, said, "It was that night when it rained heavily. I went out looking for High Priestess and saw him by the dilapidated house. He... he tried to take advantage of me."
Lang Ye felt wronged; he had transformed for her sake and endured pain to protect her all the way. How could she say he bullied her? Where was the justice in that!
Despite being travel-worn, Lang Ye's black attire was made of fine material. Though his demeanor was dark, he carried himself with an imposing presence that did not resemble a lecher at all. He said seriously, "Miss, you must be joking. I just arrived here this morning and do not recall having met you before."
Tang Zisu observed the wolf and the bird and sensed there was something amiss between them. She stepped forward, "Softy, it was a night when monsters were around; it's possible you misjudged."
"I..." Softy felt she couldn't say anything further since Tang Zisu had spoken up for Lang Ye. She shot Lang Ye a fierce glare instead.
Feeling the tension from the gossip, Tang Zisu decided to clear the room, "Ahem, today is a good day. I'm feeling better now, and I appreciate everyone's hard work. Let's allow them to reunite with their family; everyone can disperse now!"
With High Priestess issuing the dismissal order, everyone left in a flurry. Before departing, Dongfang leaned in to whisper a few words to Softy, which made Lang Ye quite displeased. However, someone was even more upset; Jumping followed Dongfang Muze out and Little Fish spat disdainfully at their retreating figures, completely disregarding the scholar's image—she looked like a market vendor!
After sending everyone off, Tang Zisu immediately commanded, "Softy, go prepare some delicious food to celebrate Xuan Xuan finding her family. Lang Ye, you've worked hard; let Softy find you a place to rest. Kong Xuan, come with me; I have something to discuss with you."
Everyone was dissatisfied with Tang Zisu's words, especially Softy, who twisted her fingers into a small white jade knot and said firmly, "I don't want to be with him."
Lang Ye felt hurt; Softy’s heart seemed to change faster than the clouds in the sky!
"They say it's a misunderstanding; hurry up! Can he really eat you?"
Although reluctant, Softy still took Lang Ye with her. The tall and petite figures walked one behind the other, and Tang Zisu suddenly felt that this height difference was really adorable!
"What are you looking at? Didn't you have something to say to me?" Kong Xuan was being quite shameless, leaning against Tang Zisu like a limp noodle.
"Kong Xuan, is Lang Ye Ahei?"
"Yeah."
"He's so manly."
"Speak plainly, what do you mean?"
"I mean he has a very masculine vibe. I'm telling you, if he entered the entertainment industry where we are, he'd definitely be the Eastern Tom Cruise."
Kong Xuan only focused on praising Lang Ye's masculinity. He snorted coldly, "With such a strong build, what's so good-looking about him?"
"Of course he's not as good-looking as you, Lord Ming Wang, with your natural beauty that could topple cities..." Seeing Kong Xuan's displeased expression, Tang Zisu dared not continue and playfully stuck out her tongue.
"You like men like Lang Ye?" Ming Wang's face turned pale, almost biting his tongue.
"Pfft, why would I like him? I prefer someone like Sister Zhi Ling—tall, sexy, alluring... Hey, wait for me to finish talking! Why are you walking away so fast?" Tang Zisu hurried after the angry Kong Xuan. Suddenly, a warm sensation surged between her legs, and she awkwardly stopped. This is... She almost wanted to squat down and cry; was this a reminder? Whether she liked it or not, she could only be a woman now!
The blow was too severe; Tang Zisu felt she needed at least three braised pig trotters along with many snacks to soothe her emotional wounds.
Softy opened a room and stepped aside to say, "You can stay here for now. The blankets are in the cupboard; take them yourself. I'll go make dinner."
Lang Ye didn't enter the room and thought he sounded very sentimental as he said, "Then I'll help you."
"No, thank you." After saying that, Softy dashed away as if a wolf were chasing her.
Lang Ye smiled wryly, thinking that there was no need to rush things.
While cooking, Softy pondered whether she had misremembered out of fear. That night had been very dark, and the torch had not been bright, so it was indeed possible she had seen it wrong. Fine, let's just assume she did.
Noticing that the firewood was gone, she got up to fetch some. The pile was high, and only the top was dry from the rain. She stood on her tiptoes, feeling frustrated—why couldn't she be a bit taller!
Suddenly, a strong pair of arms appeared in front of her along with a deep male voice overhead: "I'll handle these heavy tasks."
Softy remained silent, thinking that if he wanted to do it, he could tire himself out!
After placing the firewood on Softy's usual spot to the right, Lang Ye stood under the Osmanthus Tree, squinting at Softy as she busily twisted her soft waist.
She added wood to the stove, chopped vegetables on the cutting board, and stirred in the pot while occasionally brushing back the stray hair from her forehead. It was just ordinary cooking, but to Lang Ye's eyes, it resembled a dance—so beautiful and graceful that even the Celestial Maiden could not compare.
Softy felt two gazes on her, warm and intense like the fire in the stove. It made her feel comforted and secure, as if Ahei were watching her.
Ahei. Softy put down her spatula and turned around only to feel a wave of disappointment wash over her; there was no large figure lying beneath the Osmanthus Tree, just a tall person standing there.
Ahei. Softy dropped the vegetables heavily, her heart swelling with disappointment until tears pricked her eyes. Ahei had mysteriously disappeared that rainy night. So much had happened in recent days that she didn't dare tell anyone; she had secretly gone out searching many times but hadn't even caught a glimpse of him.
Ahei, where are you? Do you have food? A place to sleep? Are you cold? Thirsty? Are you being bullied?
Lang Ye stumbled as his foot kicked aside a coarse pottery bowl he used to eat from. Without thinking, he kicked it away.
The crisp sound of breaking drew Softy's attention. She walked over to pick up the broken bowl and when she raised her head again, her eyes were red: "How can you be so heartless? It's just a bowl; what grievance does it have against you?"
Lang Ye did not expect things to turn out this way. He wanted to smile kindly, but in Softy's eyes, it came off as arrogance. "It's just a bowl; I'll buy you a better one."
Softy stood up and stepped closer to him. "It's just a bowl, but it's the bowl my Ahei eats from. Without it, Ahei can't eat. If you break it now, what will my Ahei use to eat when he comes back?"
Softy's voice was loud, almost a scream that burst from her heart. Her expression was complex—anger, sadness, disappointment, fear—all these emotions surged together like a tidal wave threatening to overwhelm her.
Hearing Softy say "my Ahei" made Lang Ye feel as if he had fallen into a honey jar. Since entering the room and seeing Softy with Dongfang, Lang Ye felt like garlic soaked in vinegar—completely sour. He thought Softy didn't care about him at all and treated him like a dog. Now it seemed he held an important place in her heart.
While others were sad, Wolf King was happy. He attempted to take the bowl back from Softy. "Softy, give me the bowl; don't cut your hand. It's just a bowl; as long as it's from you, your Ahei will definitely like it."
"What do you know? You're not Ahei. Go away; stop bothering me." Softy hugged the broken bowl and walked into the kitchen. Lang Ye watched her shoulders shake from behind; she must be crying.
A warm current surged within him, flooding his limbs with warmth. Lang Ye wanted to howl at the moon—his woman truly cared for him deeply!
He took a few quick steps and softly said from the threshold, "Don't cry; I've seen your Ahei."
Softy turned her head, wiping her tears as she asked urgently, "Where? When? Is Ahei okay? Has he lost weight?"
At that moment, Lang Ye finally understood why humans have the saying "to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot." He stood right in front of Softy, yet he didn't dare tell her that he was her Ahei.
"Two days ago, I came over from the valley and saw a tall and mighty black dog, more impressive than a tiger."
He had seen thick-skinned people before, but never anyone as thick-skinned as himself. Did he really need to boast about himself?
"That must be my Ahei! Where did he go?" In her anxiety, Softy grabbed Lang Ye's large hand.
This small hand had touched him countless times before, but the feeling of holding hands for the first time was simply beautiful!
Softy anxiously waited for the next words, only to find Lang Ye looking at her with a mischievous grin. Her face flushed as she quickly pulled her hand away and huffed, "What’s wrong with you? I’m asking you something!"
"It... it went to the other side of the mountain and might never come back," Lang Ye replied, satisfied with his excuse. After all, I can't split myself to give you one person and one dog.
Softy looked at Lang Ye suspiciously, suddenly stepping forward to grab his collar, standing on her toes to lean in closer. Lang Ye was stunned, surprised, and flustered. Soft was his heart, hard was... well, you know. Any man would understand.
When did this crybaby become so proactive? Isn’t this a bit too fast? I just ate garlic; will my breath be too stinky? And what if my skin isn’t good enough or my posture isn’t handsome enough...
Softy sniffed at his neck and then slapped him on the chin: "You tell me, did you eat Ahei? You smell like it."
You can smell that? Girl, are you serious? Could it be that you’re also part dog?
"How could I eat it? It’s so cute, gentle, and understanding... Hey! What are you doing? Why are you hitting me with a broom? I really didn’t eat it."
Softy didn’t listen to his explanations and began to hit him relentlessly with the broom.
Lang Ye raised his arms to block her, feeling both amused and annoyed. Who knew this crybaby could be so fierce? She’s not much different from Zhu Tiao Tiao, but I just can’t help but like her so much that my heart feels like it's melting!
After taking a beating from Softy, her anger was finally vented. The commotion attracted Kong Xuan, who assured her multiple times that Lang Ye hadn’t eaten Ahei. He promised to help find Ahei, which calmed things down. Looking at the scattered chili and garlic on the ground, Kong Xuan said, “Softy, hurry up and clean up; we need to get ready for dinner. Tang Zisu has only had a bowl of plain porridge and is causing a fuss.”
With red-rimmed eyes, Softy silently complied while Kong Xuan took Lang Ye to the study.
The two of them seriously recounted what had happened over the past few days. It turned out that after seeing Softy safely return to the Shrine, Lang Ye had planned to find a place to hide until dawn before approaching her. However, when he saw the Two-Headed Candle Dragon escape, he wanted to chase after it but unexpectedly encountered a barrier deep in the forest. After entering the barrier, the Candle Dragon never came out again.
"A barrier? They have the ability to set up a barrier?"
Standing by the window, Kong Xuan was bathed in warm midday sunlight. His long eyelashes cast shadows over his green eyes.
"Not them, I saw a White-Clad, White-Haired Person. Although it was just a shadow, I'm sure it was a woman."
Kong Xuan turned to look at Lang Ye, remaining silent for a long time.
"Kong Xuan, this situation is too strange, but I feel like it's directed at us. We must quickly regain our powers. Otherwise, we'll be at their mercy."
Kong Xuan nodded, but Lang Ye did not understand the meaning behind his nod. After a while, Kong Xuan said, "What do you think of Dongfang Muze?"
"What else can I think? I want to kill him."
"Seriously, this person’s arrival is suspicious. He is neither an immortal nor a demon; I can't figure out his background, yet he seems to know everything about us."
"Should I go test him?"
"Not yet. Don't alert the enemy. In a few days, it will be the Peacock Valley's Warrior Selection Competition. You need to participate and earn the title of Warrior to stay here reasonably."
"No problem, that's easy."
"Also, Tang Zisu has already remembered the matter of Liu Xian Water Pavilion, so you don't need to hide anything from him."
"Damn it, what Forget-Me-Not nonsense spell? Did you let something slip?"
"Shut up and focus on your serious work."
"The serious work right now is eating. I haven't had Softy's cooking in days; it's driving me crazy."
Seeing Lang Ye's expression made it seem like he was about to drool. Kong Xuan picked up a book and threw it at his face: "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit."
When Lang Ye sat at the dining table, he was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down his face. Finally, he had made something of himself; he no longer had to crouch under the table gnawing on bones while others ate!
Tang Zisu, wrapped in a large cloak and looking delicate, curiously watched Lang Ye and quietly asked Kong Xuan, "Is he okay?"
Kong Xuan scooped a fried egg from her bowl and handed it to Tang Zisu. "Don't mind him, he's just being dramatic."
Tang Zisu frowned and said, "There's no flavor in my mouth; I don't want to eat eggs. I want meat."
Kong Xuan added some vegetables to Tang Zisu's bowl. "You can't have meat; it won't digest."
Although vegetables were better than plain porridge, she sulkily buried her face in the bowl, loudly protesting as she shoveled rice.
Kong Xuan poked her puffed-up cheeks with her finger, a slight smile on her lips. "Silly Goose."
If it were any other time, Lang Ye would have teased Kong Xuan for such a loving scene, but now he was nervously gripping his chopsticks. It had been three hundred years since he last used them; they felt so unfamiliar!
Lang Ye was most afraid of embarrassing himself in front of Softy, but it seemed his worries were unfounded. Softy held half a bowl of rice and was eating quickly yet delicately, clearly not wanting to share a table with this big guy.
Lang Ye clumsily attempted to pick up a chicken leg several times, almost dropping it on the table. When he got within 0.03 centimeters of Softy's bowl, she cautiously moved it aside. "What are you trying to do?"
Lang Ye awkwardly held the chicken leg. "I... I'm serving you."
"Put it back; I don't want it. You can't eat either," Softy said as she intercepted the chicken leg with her chopsticks and returned it to the plate.
Tang Zisu couldn't understand why such a gentle girl like Softy acted as if she had eaten ten pounds of chili peppers upon seeing Lang Ye. She handed the chicken leg to Lang Ye. "Softy, Lang Ye is a guest; you can't be so rude."
Softy bit her lower lip, her face flushed red. She put down her chopsticks and softly said, "You all eat, I'm already full."
Tang Zisu called out to Softy's back, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry? Can't I say anything?"
Lang Ye hurriedly stood up, "I'll go check on her."
Kong Xuan was enjoying the show. He picked up a chicken leg with his chopsticks and sarcastically said, "Go ahead, it will only make things worse."
"Everyone has issues," Tang Zisu muttered. Turning around, she saw Kong Xuan gnawing on the chicken leg and couldn't help but sigh. In the past, she must have been blind to think he was an ethereal Divine Maiden; he was clearly just a rogue with a third-rate attitude.
The chaotic day eventually passed. After bathing, Kong Xuan dried his long hair and approached Tang Zisu's side.
Tang Zisu sat up nervously, "What are you going to do?"
"You."
"Me?" Tang Zisu opened her mouth, the word 'you' circling in her mind for a long time before she realized what it meant. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at Kong Xuan, exclaiming, "You jerk!"
"Hey, what's this?" Kong Xuan stepped forward and grabbed a Softy brand sanitary pad in his hand.
Tang Zisu's face turned crimson as she half-knelt to snatch it away. "Give it to me! You can't just take things like that."
Kong Xuan held the white cloth high above his head. "You haven't told me what it is yet, so I'm not giving it to you."
"You rogue! At your age, still playing around? What are you doing?" Tang Zisu nearly hung onto Kong Xuan, tugging at his sleeve to get it back.
"If you don't tell me, I'll take it outside and ask them." Silly Goose looked adorably foolish with her flushed face. Kong Xuan's mischievousness reached a new height.
"You dare, give it back to me."
"Let's see if I dare." Kong Xuan pretended to walk away.
Tang Zisu was not one to back down either. Angrily, she threw another pillow and turned to the corner, rubbing her eyes.
"Crying? Hey, if you're crying like this, then I'll just give it back to you."
Tang Zisu grabbed Kong Xuan's arm and pushed him down onto the couch. She reached for the white cloth strip and stuffed it into the blanket, then pretended to choke Kong Xuan: "Hmph, even if you scream your lungs out now, no one will come to save you."
Kong Xuan shifted slightly to make it more comfortable for her, suppressing a laugh: "Spare me, female hero."
"Spare you? Not that easy! With a face like yours, it's worth selling you for a pot of wine."
Seriously, the mighty Peacock King is only worth a pot of wine? Your math must have been taught by a gym teacher!
Tang Zisu lay on top of Kong Xuan, completely unaware of her status as a girl. She traced her fingers across Kong Xuan's face: "Ah, speaking of which, you look pretty good, still natural without any plastic surgery. By the way, where did your chest go? Did you transform that?" Tang Zisu boldly tore open Kong Xuan's shirt and reached into his chest!
Kong Xuan's eyes darkened, and part of his body reacted naturally. He bent his knee against Tang Zisu's stomach and rolled over to pin her down.
He grabbed Tang Zisu's restless hand and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "If you want to know, kiss me and I'll tell you!"
What the hell? Are you still that noble and aloof Peacock Great Ming King? You're clearly just a tease!
"Get lost! If you want to say it, say it. Who cares if I know?"
Kong Xuan looked down at Tang Zisu and couldn't help but pinch her pouting little mouth. Even when angry, the clear and transparent eyes beneath her delicate brows revealed everything in her heart.
"I currently have no magical power; it's a type of fruit that, when eaten, can maintain the form of a Celestial Maiden for a while."
"That's amazing! So magical! Can you take me to pick some next time?"
"Do you need it too?" Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow, her tone full of teasing.
"I-I don't want it. I developed late, so mine must be bigger than yours."
Kong Xuan was speechless; this Silly Goose was truly a peculiar species. Did she not realize that discussing such risqué topics in this situation could easily lead to beautiful misunderstandings?
Seeing herself as someone with a broad-minded future, Tang Zisu chuckled softly. Kong Xuan's emerald eyes were veiled in a light golden mist, gazing tenderly at Tang Zisu as her face inched closer, her body pressing tighter.
As Kong Xuan drew near, Tang Zisu's heart raced like it was in a marathon. She blushed, fluttering her eyelashes, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound.
"Bang!" "I'll kill you, you lecher! What do you want lurking by my door at this hour?"
Sounds of scuffling came from the courtyard, followed by Softy's curses. Kong Xuan seemed startled and suddenly looked up.
Tang Zisu realized she was anticipating something and hurriedly pushed Kong Xuan. "Softy and Lang Ye are fighting again; let's go check it out."
Kong Xuan helplessly pressed her forehead. "No need to worry; Lang Ye is tough and can take a beating."
"But Softy..."
"You’re worried about Softy? Don’t forget that Lang Ye is Ahei; Softy is the last person he would harm."
"That's true, they are... what are they?" Tang Zisu felt that neither 'a pair' nor 'a family' seemed appropriate, so she sought help from Kong Xuan.
Kong Xuan hummed in response, pressing down again. "Forget about them; our account is not settled yet."
"What account do we have? Get up quickly; you're heavy and making it hard for me to breathe." Tang Zisu struggled, trying to push Kong Xuan off.
The depths of Kong Xuan's eyes were like an inky abyss, and the smile at the corners of his lips vanished in an instant. He said hoarsely, "Don't move."
Tang Zisu froze, clearly feeling the hard sensation on her lower abdomen. She trembled as she said, "You seem to be pressing against me."
As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could bite her own tongue. It was an undeniable fact that she was a woman who had started her period, but shouldn't a woman react to such a situation with shyness or modesty? Acting like this would only make Kong Xuan think she was promiscuous!
Kong Xuan rolled off Tang Zisu and gritted his teeth. "You'd better stay away from me."
"Okay, I'll disappear right away." Tang Zisu readily agreed and quickly got off the bed to put on her shoes.
"Come back! Where are you going?" Kong Xuan shouted, stopping Tang Zisu as she reached for the door.
"I'm going to stay with Softy for the night."
"You can't go."
"I can't go? Oh goddess—no, I mean god! Are you going to find your long-lost brother Lang Ye to share your sorrows of parting? Have a good trip!" Tang Zisu cheerfully turned back, ready to take off her shoes and sleep.
"Lang Ye is a man."
"I know."
"My identity is now a woman, and even if we are siblings, we cannot share the same room."
"That's right, since we are not siblings, we definitely can't sleep together."
"Tang Zisu, do you want everyone to know that I am not a woman?" Kong Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, dangerous sparks beginning to fly.
"Then I'll prepare another room for you."
"No need. A few days ago when you were sick, I slept here. I'll sleep the same way as before." Kong Xuan took off his boots directly, not wanting to waste words with Tang Zisu.
"That's not acceptable. Before, it was ignorance; now that we know, pretending not to is just self-deception."
"Shut up and go to sleep." Kong Xuan's face darkened as he pulled Tang Zisu onto the couch.
Tang Zisu had no choice. "Fine, just manage your tools properly. I've been through this; I know the madness of the lower body. I'll put a blanket in the middle; neither of us can cross that line. If anyone does, tomorrow you'll crawl under the table and pretend to be Ahei."
Kong Xuan disdainfully lay down and closed his eyes. Just take care of yourself; when have you ever been honest while sleeping?
At first, Tang Zisu was on guard, but listening to Kong Xuan's steady breathing, she soon succumbed to sleep and began to snore lightly. After a while, she dreamt of stretching her unbeatable skills and kicked off the blanket with her powerful legs, rolling over to Kong Xuan's side.
On an autumn night as cool as water, Tang Zisu cleverly rolled into Kong Xuan's chest.
Kong Xuan slowly opened his eyes; the cool moonlight seeped through the gaps in the curtains that weren't fully drawn. Tang Zisu's small face looked like it was covered with a light veil. Kong Xuan raised his hand, hesitating for a long time before slowly letting it fall. He felt the vibrant life beneath his hand inch by inch with his fingertips. Suddenly, he hugged her tightly as if possessed. He closed his eyes, a hint of weakness escaping from the trembling of his eyelashes. Holding her like this, did it mean he wouldn't have to let go?
As dawn broke, Tang Zisu woke Softy and Lang Ye with her noise.
Tang Zisu pulled the blanket over her head and complained, "Is there no peace for sleeping? Mi Ruanruan, when did you become so fierce?"
A hand under the blanket touched a warm chest, the firm and smooth muscles felt incredibly good. When did Kong Xuan roll into my bed? I must kick him under the table and pretend to be Ahei.
Tang Zisu's wicked imagination conjured up various images of Kong Xuan barking like a dog, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Her hands were restless, grabbing and squeezing everywhere, even the sound of Softy smashing plates and bowls was as delightful as singing.
"Have you had enough?" Kong Xuan's warm breath brushed against her ear, startling Tang Zisu, who looked up to meet his beautiful phoenix eyes.
"You..." Tang Zisu became tongue-tied with nervousness. Her heart skipped a beat, and she struggled to catch her breath. After a long moment, she blinked her big eyes and argued, "You broke the rules; you have to crawl under the table and bark like a dog this morning."
Kong Xuan raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
"Of course. A gentleman's word is his bond." Tang Zisu smirked proudly, imagining that if she had a tail, it would definitely be wagging.
"This is what you said, so look where you are now."
"I..." Tang Zisu only realized, thanks to Kong Xuan's reminder, that her blanket had long been kicked to the floor and she was currently lying in Kong Xuan's bed!!!
This was simply!
A thunderbolt from a clear sky!
Kong Xuan reached out and pulled Tang Zisu into his embrace, whispering in her ear, "Who should bark like a dog?"
"Bark like a dog? Where's the dog? Ming Wang, you're talking nonsense; you must not be awake. Adjust your position and go back to sleep."
"Trying to play tricks on me? If you don't want to bark like a dog, then kiss me."
Tang Zisu looked bewildered, "Come on, you're a big deal, do you really have to take advantage of me like this?"
Tang Zisu pressed her hand against Kong Xuan's chest to keep him at bay, "Let's talk this out properly; you need to let go first."
"Then you have to promise me, either bark like a dog or kiss me, your choice."
Comparing the two options, barking like a dog in front of Softy and Lang Ye would be utterly humiliating for a mentor. It was better to pretend she was from across the ocean and give him an American-style good morning kiss. With that thought, Tang Zisu pushed him lightly, "So once we kiss, it's settled?"
"Yep."
Tang Zisu quickly rubbed her lips against his cheek and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "I haven't washed my face, yuck!"
Kong Xuan had expected a grand meal but was instead dismissed by Tang Zisu's quick gesture. Disappointed and slightly annoyed, he pulled her by the back of her head and swallowed her protest.
Tang Zisu was startled; in the chaos, their teeth clashed against each other’s lips, adding a metallic taste to the deepening kiss.
Just before Tang Zisu could no longer breathe, Kong Xuan released her and said hoarsely, "Silly Goose, breathe."
Taking a deep breath, Tang Zisu sighed heavily, "I thought I was going to suffocate."
Kong Xuan felt both amused and exasperated but mostly delighted to the point of melting. He leaned his forehead against Tang Zisu, "Is kissing me that hard? You're really something else."
Hearing this made Tang Zisu freeze. What did we just do? Did we kiss? Or was it a French kiss? Damn it, my first kiss!
"What are you thinking about, Silly Goose?"
You clueless fool! Have you ever seen such a clever and wise person like me? It's simply infuriating!
Kong Xuan pinched her cheek and said, "If you keep being this cute, I can't guarantee what might happen. Little Kong Xuan is already eager to try."
Tang Zisu had once been a man, so she naturally understood what could happen in the morning for men. She rolled and crawled out from under Kong Xuan's restraint; if it weren't for Kong Xuan pulling her back, she would have rolled onto the floor.
Such an embarrassing thing actually happened between them, just like that, it happened, it happened!
As a man, being kissed by another man was a great humiliation, but as a man living in a woman's body, it didn't seem so unbearable. Moreover, as a woman with Little Mimi and on her period, being kissed by an incredibly handsome man felt like a joyous celebration!
Kong Xuan watched Tang Zisu's rich expressions with great interest, his smile deepening as he observed the silly goose alternating between happiness and sighing. Was she putting on a show?
Tang Zisu finally realized that Kong Xuan was laughing at her and hurriedly pushed his handsome face away from her lap. "Get up and check on your brother's injuries."
Lang Ye was certainly fine, but Softy's hand hurt from the slap. However, Lang Ye felt quite frustrated; he only wanted to help Softy make breakfast. Although he wasn't skilled and broke a bowl, it shouldn't have resulted in him getting hit. Was he not allowed to live?
Given the unpleasant incident that had occurred, breakfast was somewhat awkward. Tang Zisu dared not look at Kong Xuan, and Softy was unwilling to look at Lang Ye. Halfway through the meal, Softy suddenly said, "High Priestess, can we let him move somewhere else? It's inconvenient to have a man living here."
Tang Zisu was taken aback. "Softy, are you sure you want him to leave?"
Softy nodded vigorously, which broke Lang Ye's heart.
Seeing Lang Ye continuously giving her meaningful looks, Kong Xuan said, "Softy, Lang Ye is my only relative. He traveled a long way to find me, and you want to kick him out? Are you planning to kick me out too?"
Kong Xuan's voice wasn't loud, but his presence commanded attention. Softy's eyes immediately turned red. "I didn't mean it that way! Originally, the Shrine only housed women; having him here will invite gossip."
"You would be the first to gossip! Softy, in my hometown, there are countless women who adore Lang Ye—each one gentle and beautiful. If he wanted to, he could easily attract a crowd of women with just a little gesture; he wouldn't be desperate."
Damn it! Lang Ye rolled his eyes in frustration. Kong Xuan, are you helping me or ruining me?
Tang Zisu also felt that Kong Xuan was being too excessive. She hurriedly tried to mediate, saying, "Everyone stop arguing, can we at least eat? Softy, you make a good point. I'll ask the clan leader later if Lang Ye can stay here. And you, Kong Xuan, who is chasing you away? Softy is just stating the facts; why are you making a fuss?"
Lang Ye had to act submissive even as a king. He nodded repeatedly, agreeing with everyone else while feeling like he was the only one in the wrong. "Alright then!"
Kong Xuan slammed his chopsticks down and declared, "No need to ask; we’re leaving right now!"
Kong Xuan stood up and pulled Lang Ye out the door. Lang Ye was confused and kept looking back. Kong Xuan squeezed his hand tightly and said, "Idiot, if you want to stay, don’t look back."
"Kong Xuan, what trick are you playing? If I leave, Softy will let that Eastern guy take over."
The two walked all the way to the courtyard before Tang Zisu finally reacted. She rushed up to grab Kong Xuan and whispered, "Kong Xuan, are you crazy? You come and go as you please; what do you mean by this?"
"We're not welcome here. Rather than being unwelcome, it's better to go back where we came from."
"Who said that? You're being petty. There are still a lot of things to deal with! Besides, what will I do if you leave?"
Tang Zisu realized she was taken aback by her own words. If he leaves, so what? What does it have to do with her?
Kong Xuan was also stunned. He intended to scare Softy but ended up scaring Tang Zisu instead. Seeing her pale face filled with anxiety made him want to comfort her, but for Lang Ye's sake, he could only harden his heart and say, "You are a priestess; continue serving your deity; it has nothing to do with me."
"Kong Xuan, but right now there are beasts rampaging in Peacock Mountain. You are the Divine Maiden sent by heaven to save us; are you really going to abandon me?"
"I would love for my capable brother to be a warrior and protect everyone, but some people don't appreciate that."
Tang Zisu immediately shouted, "Softy, come say something! You can't let them leave."
Softy also realized the seriousness of the situation. She slowly walked over and said softly, "Divine Lady, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to chase you away."
Kong Xuan snorted coldly, "I know, you just think having Dongfang Muze is enough, and we are not needed, right?"
"That's not it. How did Mr. Dongfang come into this again?"
"Of course it matters. My brother is going to challenge Dongfang Muze at the Warrior Tournament."
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