《Feng Yu Jiu Tian》 Chapter Volume 1 1.1 Terms and Information for Chapter 1 Tai-yi: Is a medicinal healer that only served the royalty. Regent - A person who is appointed to act as a head of state (ruling or not) because the rightful ruler is a minor, not present or debilitated.The Regent exists in this story because the current crown prince is not of age. Ming Dynasty 1368-1644 A.D. The Ming Dynasty was a great productive era; China was in a very stable economy. Armies and navies were well established, allowing China to venture out into the world to explore and liaison trade with the Europeans. Tang Dynasty 618-907 A.D. The Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous era for the Ancient Chinese empire; flourishing culture in the form of Arts. It was a period of progress and stability. Reincarnation In Chinese belief, once a ¡®normal¡¯ person passes away their soul goes towards the heavens and waits in line to have its memory erased. Some will be destined for reincarnation, but some, ordingly to their sins during their lifetime will be sent to hell for punishment. It is believed, that the most purist beings such as priests and heroes would be offered a ce in the heavens. Chinese emperors are believed to be godly beings which will rise to the sky upon death and reim their ce in the heavens. Sacrificial Death Burials in China it was customary to bury servants, concubines and empress when an emperor or king bes deceased. In belief, that they shall serve him when his highness reaches the ¡°ce of heavenly¡± beings. Usually, they were hung and buried, or even buried alive. However, this tradition dissolved around the third century B.C. Feng Yu Jiu Tian Chapter One. Feng-ming died. He never expected that his life would be so short. Usually at 19 years old, one would prospect at building a life rather than having it end so prematurely. However, in his case he was fated to see a truck hurtling towards a small boy who crossed the road whilstpletely oblivious to the iing danger. Without hesitation Feng-ming secured the child in his embrace. The force of the truck¡¯s impact immediately sent him up in the air, like an angel falling from grace. As the moment of his surreal air suspension passed, all he could hear was the noise of passer-bys running towards the pair. At that moment, he knew he was dead. Where do dead people go? Once Feng-ming was separated from his physical body, he reached a void, apletely empty space between the living and the dead world. No-one could see or hear him scream. It was like he was trapped in a cold detached nightmare. Alone and isted, he¡¯s morale dropped to the point of despair, but suddenly, his ears perked at what he thought was a noise. ¡°You should still be here? Am I right?¡± The voice was unfamiliar, Feng-ming couldn¡¯t associate it with anyone he might have known when he was alive, but this voice was clearly addressing him. ¡°Me?¡± Feng-ming answered a bit frightened. ¡°Are you talking to me? Who are you? Are you God? Or are you also a ghost?¡± The voice chuckled: ¡°No, I¡¯m not God nor am I a ghost. I¡¯m standing at the door of the void.¡± Feng-ming¡¯s wisped his head around to check; out towards the far distance of his emptiness, he spotted a middle-aged man and in that man¡¯s arms was the young boy he had risked his life to save. The mysterious man¡¯s mouth ever so slightly, ¡°I¡¯m actually a Sorcerer, I possess supernatural abilities. To repay your kindness of saving my child¡¯s life, I can help you gain a life again.¡± ¡°Are you for real?¡± Feng-ming was genuinely surprised. ¡°Yes.¡± The man nodded. ¡°Today¡¯s alignment between this world and another¡¯s perfect, allowing me to open a time-space portal from our world. I will find you another recently deceased body, which you can assume its identity. Of course, I will select a corpse that is in much better condition than your own after the ident.¡± ¡°So are you saying, I have no other choice but to enter a different time and space?¡± ¡°That¡¯s correct. This is a rare opportunity. You are very fortunate to have made my acquaintance; I am your only hope in casting this portal to a different realm, where you will be able to live once more. If you were to linger in this void more than 12 hours, your soul will slowly dissipate and cease to exist.¡± ¡°Then my luck is pretty good today, I thought all dead people are reincarnated.¡± ¡°My offer only stands as you¡¯ve fortunately died whilst rescuing my child, on a day coinciding with a rare stability between our world and another. Have you decided?¡± ¡°What is there to even think over?¡± ¡°Well then, we¡¯llmence.¡± ¡°Wait!¡± ¡°You have something you want to ask me?¡± ¡°If you have to find a corpse, can¡¯t I at least make a choice?¡± ¡°What is your request?¡± Feng-ming shot the middle-aged man an exasperated look. ¡°Of course, I¡¯d at least want to be in the ce of a good person, it would be awesome if it was a young-master.¡± He paused. ¡°Please, don¡¯t put my soul into a woman¡¯s body! If I could be handsome, I¡¯d appreciate it and I no one shorter than five feet tall would be great.¡± The man let out a sigh. ¡°I¡¯ll try my best.¡± ¡°What do you mean by ¡®try¡¯?!¡± ¡°There are some things you can never get.¡± Suddenly the man¡¯s expression distorted in annoyance, ¡°Shit! The time-space portal is starting to open, I need to start ¡¡± An abrupt sh of lightning crashed into the void, blinding Feng-ming. An onught of roaring wind within the darkness deafened his ears, his whole existence was enveloped by this paranormal force. Powerless to resist the strange energy, Feng-ming¡¯s soul was consumed within the next rush of hollowing wind, which proceeded to elerate to a storm. ¡°AAAA-ARGH! AH! ARGHHH¡!!!¡± Feng-ming¡¯s screams were muffled as he was taken up into the eye of the portal. His soul was ripped apart. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Kingdom of Xi-re, the Residence of the Royal Pce Within the grandest hall in the Prince¡¯s quarters, the royal servantdies were all looking ghastly pale. Something was wrong with the Prince. A rush of Imperial Tai-yi came and went; their expressions appearing grim with the next and eventually all their eyes echoed helplessness. Everyone was un-eased; their hands trembled with each action. The Prince was dead, and everyone who has served him will be buried along side his highness. ¡°Prince!¡± Wept the servants and guards. ¡°Oh, Your highness, our Prince!!¡± Mournful cries perforated into the tension filled air in the Prince¡¯s quarters. Everyone¡¯s heart was suspended in despair. ¡°Quickly! Go inform the Regent King, that his Royal Highness¡Royal Highness is¡¡± The teeth of the old chief Tai-yi chattered nervously, as he called for messengers to ry the devastating news, which by now had spread like wildfire. A line of Imperial Tai-yi¡¯s had formed outside the bed chamber, after failing to revive their Crowned Prince. Each man¡¯s expression was more sorrowful than the next, their heads downcast anticipating the horrific punishment to be enforced upon the servants, once the Regent King unleashes his displeasure for their ipetence. The likely cost would be their heads. Everyone was at the mercy of the Regent King. Being buried alive, everyone here was to be buried alive. People all around were disheartened. Several servant girls were so shocked from their impending fate to the point of fainting in the corridors. The Pce was thrown into aplete havoc! Then suddenly, an ecstatic voice eximed: ¡°The Prince¡the Prince looks like he is waking up! Imperial Tai-yi! Tai-yi!¡± The Chief Imperial Healer scuttled into the Royal patient¡¯s room, a small entourage of court officials, high ranked officers and the servants flooded in. All were in deep concern and disbelief of the sudden miracle. The wise Tai-yi proceeded to check the Prince¡¯s vitals. Upon seeing his expression rx, a beacon of hope was lit, and the forlorn faces of the Prince¡¯s subjects quickly eased. Not long after, one of the Prince¡¯s personal guards rushed out in joy, bellowing on top of his lungs to announce: ¡°The Prince is finally awake! The Prince is awake!!¡± To herald the good news, everyone in ear-shot cheered for joy celebrating that their Prince did not perish by a final slumber. Feng-ming grimaced, his lips down-turned to the piercing headache that greeted his awakening. Voices were bombarding him. His eyes were heavy, and barely able to open. ¡°Prince?¡± ¡° Prince?¡±¡± Queried concerned numerous voices. Where did I end up? Many people around him persistently called out to him as if urging him to return to them, as soon as his eyes fluttered open he was met with the rmed gaze of an elderly old man. Behind, the greyed hair man was a couple of pretty maidens hovering over the man¡¯s shoulders. What¡¯s with these periodic looking costumes? As his eyes slowly adjusted to the new-found lights and sights, he was no longer shy to look around him. He pursed his lips in difort, readying himself to ask: ¡°Where is this ce?¡± Everyone around gasped,pletely shell-shocked. Their eyes met in a certainmunal fear, before an answer was issued to their Highness. ¡°Your royal highness?¡± The old man asked cautiously. ¡°What are you asking?¡± Feng-ming blinked his eyes, and quickly re-surveyed his surroundings. Oh yes! That¡¯s right! Feng-ming reminded himself that he has entered someone else¡¯s body. ording to that man it should be a dead person¡¯s body. If he wasn¡¯t told this earlier and woke up to such a scene, he¡¯d probably think he was insane. ¡°I said¡¡± Feng-ming turned his head around, a little apprehensive. ¡°Am I a Prince? A Prince of which country?¡± Is this the Tang dynasty or the Ming dynasty? Well, I guess it doesn¡¯t matter considering being a Prince sure beats being a civilian, actually this might turn out pretty cool. ¡°Of the Xi-re Kingdom, your highness.¡± Xi-re? What is that? Feng-ming frowned but nodded and started to nonchntly y along, pretending as if he understood. ¡°Oh, Xi-re, Of course, I know.¡± He closed his eyes for a moment to collect his thoughts, he felt a slight disturbance by a presence along side his bedside. Three youngdies had humbly kneeled next to his side, onlooking the Prince as he rested. When Feng-ming passed through the portal, it left him with excruciating aches and strain on his mind. The newly founded Prince dismissed his subjects so he could rest in peace. The only people left in his bedchamber were his close personal servants girls ordered to watch over him. For while after the small gathering had disbanded, Feng-ming remained restless. He tried to sleep again but struggled. Growing tired of the effort, his eyes shed opened. He beckoned the closest maiden. Chapter Volume 1 1.2 FENG YU JIU TIAN VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 1 PART 2 ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡± Reviewing his behaviour quickly, he exined. ¡°I just woke up and my head is a little dizzy¡± The servant smiled. ¡°Even if the Prince didn¡¯te out of slumber you would never call my name. My name is Chiu-lian, your highness.¡± ¡°What do you mean? Even, if I wasn¡¯t ill and bed-ridden shouldn¡¯t I of at least known something so basic?¡± The servant replied once more with an even a sweeter smile: ¡°Your highness, seldom spoke to us servants, I have worked here for two years now. This is the first time you¡¯ve asked for anyone¡¯s name.¡± So it¡¯s like that, Feng-ming sighed relieved. If it¡¯s like that then, it would be alright if he doesn¡¯t recognise people. Additionally, he wouldn¡¯t have to work too hard on that part of remembering names. However, being a prince wasn¡¯t all fun and y, ording what Feng-ming could recall from the history books, the majority of the Crown Prince¡¯s upbringing is upied with stramineous training. All of which, is strive to take on the responsibilities of running a country. The recipe of studies to develop virtue, spirit and mind ¨C not an easy full time job that¡¯s for sure! ¡°I don¡¯t like talking much right?¡± Feng-ming¡¯s lips stretched into a soft smile. ¡°Well then, after being so seriously unwell, I think I¡¯m adjusted to finally opening my mouth.¡± Chiu-lian was patient, filling in the gaps in memory for her master. ¡°Prince you were never sick, you fell into the river and you were rescued. From the moment your highness was pulled out from the river, you¡¯ve had the whole pce on edge of a sword. The imperial doctors said you were beyond saving!¡± ¡°Fell into the river?¡± Feng-ming emitted an embarrass glow along with an awkward smile. ¡°Oh right¡that¡¯s right. Ah¡I see the weather must have been good, and I decided to go for a walk near the river and I identally slipped and tumbled into the river, good that you all manage to find me just in time¡± Chiu-lian stared at the prince bewildered by the man in front of her, making Feng-ming a little ufortable. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± he demanded. ¡°Prince, your Highness is acting rather peculiar today.¡± She answered dutifully. How could this not be strange? Feng-ming¡¯s heart wasmenting. It wasn¡¯t like I was eager to jump into this corpse! I didn¡¯t want to be your Prince! Who told your Prince to have such a miserable short life? Since being pulled into the time-space portal, there hasn¡¯t been much sense in the subsequent events, but why did Feng-ming have to impersonate a ¡®dead¡¯ Crowned Prince? The ¡®living¡¯ Crowned Prince sighed heavily, as he decided he will have to learn to tolerate the changes thate with assuming this identity. Releasing ast sigh, he decided this sure beats, dying at 19 years old and having his soul disappear for ever. He mustered up his fighting spirit and made his choice. ¡°Chiu-lian, I want something to drink.¡± Hezily sat up on his bed, but even this slow motion sent shocks of pain that radiated from his bones and muscles straight to his brain. The maidservant left to retrieve the request. Well from now, Feng-ming would quietly assume his given role as the Crowned Prince of Xi-re. A ce he has never heard of. Nor did he have any idea what dynasty he was even present in! He also hadpletely no idea what a water pitcher, cups or its equivalent would be in this ce. He refrained from reaching out for items by himself, afraid his foreign reaction to every day items such as containers, utensils would illicit a curious response from himself. Even if he was to be independent, and retrieve his own drink he was helpless to where to start. They would indefinitely suspect something in his unusual behaviour, quickly detecting him as an imposter, or worst yetbel him as the real Crown Prince that had turned insane after an ident! In a short while, the girl returned steadily back to his chamber. In her hand was a silver polished cup and her other was a modest porcin pitcher, which had no handle. Chiu-lian carefully poured the refreshing liquid into the glistening cup, walked towards his bedside and steadily offered the fullness to Feng-ming. Reaching for the cup, Feng-ming took the opportunity to study the pitcher. Letting out an inward sigh of relief, on confirmation that the basics were very simr to what he was expecting. In theory, by the looks of his environment, he could treat this as the Tang dynasty. Without further tormenting hispletely parched throat, Feng-ming outreached hand epted the cup and awarded his cracked lips as he gulped down the entire contents in one mouthful. To his displeasure, the Prince was never expecting to find his tastes senses suddenly burning with bitterness after consuming his beverage. The liquid he had so eagerly swallowed, was just as eager to leave his stomach. An odd sensation overwhelmed his nostrils; Feng-ming immediately clutched his chest choking on his own saliva. Tears seared his eyes as he fought with his will not to regurgitate. He continued to cough, to the point where mucus, tears and saliva gradually made a mix on his face. What the hell is this? Don¡¯t tell me this is the quality of water in this Xi-re country!? The Prince¡¯s chest, hollowed out by the heavy fits of coughing. He could barely fix his focus straight as he tried to fix his angered eyes upon his maidservant, Chiu lian. The servant stood without any intervening. How dare that girl toy with the Price, although he was an imposter he shouldn¡¯t be treated in this manner! As his coughing fit calmed down to a clearing of his throat, he expected an exnation. ¡°What was THAT?¡± Chiu-lian looked astonished at Feng-ming¡¯s odd question but answered obediently. ¡°That was wine¡ah¡± ¡°WINE?¡± Feng-ming eximed and stared dumbfounded at the contents in her hands, Feng-ming was only 19 in his previous life, and not even of drinking age. Feng-ming shook his head, deciding whether to forgive her negligence or me generosity in her actions. ¡°I wanted a drink to quench my thirst, you silly girl! What are you trying to do?¡± he scolded. Hearing the tone of annoyance in her master¡¯s voice, the poor girl scrambled down to her knee¡¯s with fright and immediately bowed as humbly as she could. She had angered the prince Chiu-lian feared meeting eyes with Feng-ming and instead she produced the wine container above her head, tilting it for the Prince to inspect out of suspicion of any wrong doing. ¡°But your Highness never drinks water; your Highness only drinks the finest wines avable to the Royals¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Feng-ming blinked,pletely lost for words. I never drink water only wine? This Prince must have been one serious alcoholic, perhaps that¡¯ why he fell into the river! Stupid drunkard, what a way to go out! The Prince, cleared his throat gently. ¡°H-humph¡ the Doctor¡no..I meant the Imperial healers have advised me that drinking is unhealthy. Hence forth, I will stop drinking alcohol¡± Feng-ming adjusted his posture and straightened his back before casting a much gentler look at Chiu-lian. ¡°From now, If I am thirsty, serve me water.¡± He stated. ¡°Quit drinking?¡± Chiu-lian asked several times for confirmation from her Prince. It was almost as she was talking to a ghost, her lips quivered as she finally answered. ¡°Understood, your Highness.¡± ------------------------Chapter One------------------------- End Chapter Volume 1 2.1 Map of the Feng Yu Jiu Tian World! The red highlights the Xi Re Kingdom. ------------------------------------------------------ Terminology and Background. The (Seven) Warring States Period: 475 BC- 221 BC, Ancient China was separated into 7 major states, which were continuously at war with each other. During this period, Agriculture, industry, economy, weapons and technology flourished. So did the legacy of war tactics written by tacticians of that time from that era which are still respected and studied in this age. This was aplete mess for the country itself, there was no time to develop the societies and culture until the next period of Ancient China were unification was beginning. Bamboo Shoots (edible): Bamboo budding from the earth is harvest as food in numerous Asian cuisines. It has been part of the Chinese diet since the ancient periods. The shoots themselves require several rounds of boiling, and is mostly enjoyed for its acrid taste and crunchy texture. It is often found in stir-fry dishes and dumpling dishes. Gates of Hell In Buddhist beliefs in Ancient China, those who die would arrive at the gates of hell and would be sentenced ordingly to an underground punishment level-chamber where their souls will atone for their earthly sins. This is an intermediate stage before reincarnation. Time (measurements): In Ancient China, time was told by ¡®Xiu Chen¡¯, this was basically the equivalent of two hours in our modern world. Social rankings Traditional China had very distinct ss systems, much based on your blood lineage, such as royalty, nobility, government officials, military, mercenaries and the very poor peasant ss. It was expected that one should respect those who are above them as it reflects their honor and dignity as a citizen of the kingdoms. Regardless of ss they were expected to ¡°know their ce¡± in society and to give the family name a good reputation. Often, the poor would sell their children to the rich as ¡°servants¡±. Honorary name suffixes honorificsEmperor (Huang di) the title given to the king of kings (Huang di)King (Wang) a head of state or someone of high nobility and status, title can also be given by the Emperor.Prince (Wang zi)Master someone of nobility or an individual highly respected for their wisdom or expertise in a skill. I haven¡¯t found a better alternative for the high court noble in this chapter, as the Chinese character that follows his name means ¡°Old man¡± but he isn¡¯t one, his actually around 17-18 years old! It¡¯s one of those things that often get lost in trantion. So instead, I¡¯ve called him Master.----------------------------------------------------A new character yay!Rong Tong, Tong Yi (yi sounds like a term of endearment here ¨C like child I need to clear up the nameter but let¡¯s leave it as what it is for now). He uses the same character as Rong Tian. He is the child of a Xi Re Princess and a high nobleman. He acts superior and is rather reckless. He treats Rong Tian like a brother hence he is very close to him, and learns the art of sword fighting from him. He starts to develop discontent towards Feng Ming as the story unfolds. ---------------------------------------------------- Feng Yu Jiu Tian Chapter 2 Feng-ming toke a big gulp of the more ptable liquid which Chiun had newly dispensed for him, followed by a gargle as he rinsed the unpleasant aftertaste into a silver pan brought by the servants. By this time he was meant to have a meal, but felt a bout of drowsiness cloak over his mind; perhaps it was a side effect of the wine he forced down. He released a yawn, and proceeded to sprawl back to rest on his bed. Chiun stood by his bedside and advised the frail young man with a gentle voice, ¡°Prince, you should have a meal." However, Feng-ming was unresponsive as he already began to gradually slip away. His aching body was blissfully sinking intofort until he waspletely aloof to even answer and not long after he drifted into a deep sleep. --- --- --- --- --- --- Once he awoke again, the sky had clearly darkened outside. Feng-ming pondered about how the time was calcted in his new environment, by the looks of it at least three to four hours had passed. It was a usual habit of his, to take a few hours to sober from the daze of sleep before rising out of bed. His roommates would often give him an earful for his habit. Considering his new circumstances as a Prince of a Kingdom, which appears like a joke some meddlesome gods have created for him, there was bound to be at least good things! He was certainly going to make use of the entitlements that came with his royal title. Within his daze, he heard an unfamiliar voice mock him. ¡°Well, I was surely given the impression that you were dead but in fact this was a scheme to terrorize the pce, such tasteless tactics.¡± Spat the voice rather bitterly. Feng-ming felt the hostility in the sharp words that targeted him, piquing his awakening. He was alone in this new world and understood that he had to carefully cover his ws, even if it included having to implement self restraint over acting brashly to provocation such as this, so instead he chose to sensibly listen, feigning his slumber. As a matter of fact, the owner of the hostile voice was not far away from his bedside; permitting Feng ming to be his audience. The speaker was clearly full of disrespect and contempt towards the Prince. ¡°If he puts up this act next time, just solve the matter by delivering him his beloved wine, we will avoid such an unsightly uproar within the Royal pce.¡± Chiu-lian replied with a hint of reservation ¡°Master Tong, the Prince yet to awaken.¡± Upon hearing such words, Feng Ming was taken aback. Since he was the protagonist in this story and cast the role as the Prince, a title of a high noble in the kingdom he was deserving of respect. What was with this poor mannered Master Tong? He dared to be so openly and audacious with his apparent dislike towards the ¡®Prince¡¯ within his own private room. Judging by the volume and the tone of the voice, the individual clearly had no fear of the Prince, even if his highness was to overhear him. Nor was there any discontent reaction from the maids that were devoted to serving Feng-Ming. There was no defense on his behalf; no one was even willing to step up to defend him as he was disparaged. With indifference in his stride Master Tong Yi ordered the servants onest time, ¡°I¡¯ll take my leave, ensure you keep him under close surveince, he better not stir any more trouble.¡± Just as the man pivoted from the bedside to depart, there was an abrupt authoritative voice that coldlymanded him to halt in his steps. ¡°Stop right there.¡± Ordered Feng Ming as he hoisted himself up from his rest. This sudden demand startled the upants of the room. The dominating manner theing from the Prince¡¯s familiar voice was an extreme abnormality. The Prince¡¯s voice, had long been associated as submissive, however, today¡¯s was tough riddled with nerves. Master Tong Yi gave a yelp of surprise. ¡°Eh?¡±, and spun around toe face to face standing tall and overbearing in front of Feng Ming and raised an eyebrow. ¡°After taking a nice tour to the Gates of Hell, it appears you¡¯ve grown yourself some guts.¡± He remarked arrogantly. When the figure turned around and presented himself to Feng Ming, allowing him the opportunity to size up his opponent. ording to Feng Ming¡¯s estimates the rude and obnoxious voice belonged to a young man, around 18 to 19 years old, with lips a rich shade of red framing nice white dentures, overall he was actually quite a beauty. Regardless of his attractive appearance his poor mannerism innguage was unfitting and imperious which greatly displeased Feng Ming. ¡°The one with the guts here appears to be you!¡± condemned Feng Ming with an unyielding force. Standing his ground Feng Ming mimicked the cold tone he was delivered, he leant on his bed-rest and gestured with both his hands. ¡°Chiu Lan, tell him, what the punishment is for the act of disrespecting the Prince.¡± He ordered and used his eyes to signal his maidservant. Truthfully, Feng Ming wasn¡¯t aware of the Punishments handed down in respects to the offense, especially having no idea of the history of this Dynasty he was making home to. Although Feng Ming¡¯s voice appeared rather guarded inside he was at unease, considering the oue of his venture may not be a good one. At this point he wanted to cue Chiu Lan to cover for him. It seemed like a good move. His casual use of his maidservant sent her in distress, Chiu Lan starred for a few moments at his Highness, waiting for a change in the odd behavior, but it never arrived. The Prince was especially full of spite and fighting spirit today, and his eyes beckoned her for a prompt answer, so she fulfilled her Master¡¯s wish. She abided and shifted herself to face Master Tony Yi whose expression darkened a few shades. Both men were of high status, and she was just a meager pce main, she could not afford to offend either party. Her heart was screaming from the position she was deadlocked in, after much hesitation, with a cold swear and a guilty conscious she spoke. ¡°To disrespect the Price, following thews of this great kingdom, it is punishable by hanging.¡± Simply said, it was a death sentence for assaulting the dignity of Royalty. It looks like this kingdom highly values the pride of the Royals. As he heard the result, Feng Ming could calm down, as he had the upper hand. With a sincere smile he asked, ¡°Well, this person here, shouldn¡¯t we be taking him out to the gallows?¡± Master Tong Yi had a notorious history of insolence towards the Prince and he had never suffered any reprimand for his ill-manners or actions. In fact the real Prince had always tried to avoid confrontation and remained a constant victim to bullying. Today¡¯s events enraged the young man, how dare that ipetent fool dare to condemn him and make him ountable of his ¡°mistakes¡±. The young man was on the edge of releasing a fit of rage, a normal reaction towards the useless Prince, he was often the victor forcing the Crowned Prince to surrender to his oppression. Just as he was about to let loose, he caught the fiery gaze of the Prince¡¯srge dark eyes, surging with control over him. Which triggered the reality of the truth behind the words exchanged, the Prince was none the less part of the Royal Family, and treading on the Pride of the leader to be of the Kingdom was a rightfully punishable criminal act. Even if the Prince scolds him, if the man was to order servants to carry him out and take his head, no one would be able to intervene. Throughout the years, Tong Ti had never been made to feel the difference of status and identity between the two. He was shaken to have this ¡°Prince¡± suddenly threatening and defiant alive and kicking. With much hesitation, he dropped his gaze yielding to the man with more power, withdrawing his pride momentarily and pleaded: ¡°I have offended your Highness, may the Prince be generous and forgive me and my actions.¡± One that sentence was concluded with such courteous words; the serving maids in the house all stood with stunned faces. What on earth was this? Was the Prince the main actor for a y? Feng Ming bowled over, not expecting such an oue and was foreign to how he should properly react. Without putting much thought into it, it wasn¡¯t like he was ever going to take action upon his words and send Tong Yi to his demise. So instead, heposedly nodded his head to grant a pardon. ¡°So be it, I¡¯ll forgive you today.¡± He offered calmly. Biting his bottom lip in pure scorn, Tong Yi was welling up with anger inside. Hearing the casualness from his pardon, he lifted his head to throw Feng Ming a piercing re. Who would of thought, that there would be a day Tong Yi would have to ¡°submit¡± to this ipetent Prince. Tong Yi felt like apleteughing stock, he could just hear the people mocking him. At his weakest moment, he had been stripped of his prestige and power by that pathetic being. Without any further exchange, he turned away and marched angrily out of the Prince¡¯s Halls. Seeing the rather disgruntled Tong Yi leaving hurriedly out his space, Feng Ming motioned to Chiu Lan. ¡°I¡¯m hungry now, I haven¡¯t eaten anything, could you serve something to me now?¡± he asked weakly. Chiu Lan¡¯s eyes darted back towards the door and beyond before returning to her Master. With a shaking voice Chiun spoke quickly, ¡°Prince, you have deeply angered Master Tong Yi.¡± ¡°So what? Challenging the Prince, I haven¡¯t even made him ountable for his actions. I didn¡¯t even get angry at him¡± Considering our statuses, the one who should be angry would be me! ¡°But¡¡± Chiu Lan has witnessed the oppressive life the Prince had suffered. However, his actions today was flourishing with dignity, who knows what tomorrow may bring and how much her master would pay for the costs of his recklessness. She has been serving the prince for two years, so she had developed and an attachment, her expression soured at the thought of the possible oues. ¡°In case Master Tong Yi informs Rong Wang, how would we handle that? ¡°Rong Wang? Rong Wang, who¡¯s that?¡± He queried with little interest. Feng Ming saw the colour drain from Chiu Lan¡¯s face, quickly realizing he asked a foolish question, but to cover his mistake he reminded her of his earlier misfortune. ¡°I fell into the river remember, it looks like the water filled my brain, I¡¯ve forgotten about a lot of things!¡± he eximed. With a long nk look, Chiu Lan finally relinquished the information just going along with her Prince. ¡°Oh, I see the prince has lost his memories fir this certain area. Well, Rong Wang is Xi Re¡¯s Regent King. He is currently in charge of the government and military power of our kingdom¡± So it¡¯s like that, there¡¯s a Regent King in my stead. Acting in this charade, certainly hasn¡¯t been as easy as actors have made it appear on television, let alone having such a heavy burden to pose as an important figure in this Kingdom¡¯s society! Feng Ming did not want to make any more callous mistakes, so he retired his questions and switched his attention to his surroundings once more, looking around with dull interest upon his face. In a short while, his supper arrived. Feng Ming had vividly imagined an exquisite banquet of delicacies that filled a whole table to be served to him in the grandest feasting style fit for a king. This was squashed, when in ce, around 11 to 12 different dishes were served to him on the table in his room. He soon realized he couldn¡¯t underestimate the effort ced into each te, as they were all intricately designed with carved decors created from fruits and vegetables. Feng Ming picked up his chop sticks with a little bit of apprehension. Chapter Volume 1 2.2 FENG YU JIU TIAN VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 2 PART 2 If he had been given more warning about his days toe, he would have at least absorbed as much history books to get a grasps on royal eating etiquette It was toote toment, regrets or no regrets he was better of taking the challenges as theye speeding towards him. He might as well exert his real self. Anyway, I¡¯m a Prince! Even if I act uncouth, it¡¯s highly unlikely anyone would casually scold me for my ill manners. As he just bit into a slice of bamboo root he selected from one of the closest dish, he felt the presence of Chiu Lan inch closer beside him, her eyes unmoving from his body. He looked up unknowingly, his vision still a little fuzzy and asked his maidservant: ¡°Chiu Lan, Have you eaten yet?¡± ¡°Your highness should quickly eat, why should not concern yourself about a lowly peasant such as myself?¡± she replied. Feng Ming wanted to invite her to sit down beside him and eat together, he tinkering on how he should deliver his invitation so he cunningly disguised it as a suggestion. ¡°I don¡¯t have an appetite eating by myself, how about we have a talk.¡± He eagerly motioned the chair beside him and encouraging her to take a seat. Chiu Lan thought desperately, how could someone of her background dare to share the same table as her Master, she was no one of equal prestige, she lowered herself courteously to ask for a pardon and excused her inability to join him seated. ¡°If the Prince requests mypanionship in a conversation, I will oblige¡± She winked and asked ¡°What is it that my Prince Wish to hear about?¡± What a great opportunity! Feng Ming was swamped with the boundless questions he had for her. ¡°Considering I¡¯m rather unupied, how about giving me aprehensive summary of my matters, give me a good round up, how about that?¡± he smiled. ¡°My Prince, are you not aware of your current affairs? With such a case, that you are consulting me?¡± Chiu Lan¡¯s ongoing impression of an out of character Prince was furthered by his strange request. She was quite young, so she couldn¡¯t resist breaking into a small giggle which she made sure to cover her mouth with her hand. ¡°This is..¡±Feng Ming eyes flickered, and exined, ¡°I want to know how the people, my subjects really see me in their hearts do you know anything of that sort?¡± ¡°Yes, I will inform you then.¡± She promptly answered. Throughout the two years Chiu Lan had entered the royal pce to serve as a maid, she was generally in charge of basic chores such as paling for water and tending to clothing, never had she had a chance to develop a close rtionship with the his Highness and to the point where she could share a casual discussion. She couldn¡¯t help to find their situation amusing, so she had a lot to say as she thoroughly exined theing and goings of the Xi Re pce, each story increasing with detail. --- The current country was separated into different sub-kingdoms, and there were endless feuds across thends. As a whole the country had been divided into 12 states-kingdoms each with their ruling fractions. Once Feng-ming heard this fact, he immediately thought it was worst than when China was in the Warring state of seven era! The Prince was King Xi Re¡¯s only son, and he passed away early. It was only seven years ago the Ruling King suffered a stroke, which he then entered a state of unconsciousness, and never awoke. Xi-Re is still ruled by an Imperial regime, which has been passed from a lineage of Royals. However, the royal rule has been suspended and handed over to the Regent King. The man Rong Tian who is has the power of the kingdom in the palm of his hands. When Chiu Lan spoke about Rong Tian Wang, there was a rather uncanny fear and shyness to her words. Her sentiments reminded Feng Ming of the girls back in his old reality that pined over idols and popstars with the exception that Chiu Lan was more subtle. Initially, the painted impression in Feng Ming¡¯s mind of King Rong was a stout and evil tyrant ruler. But judging Chiu Lan¡¯s fangirl like expressions, he could not help to wonder and reconstruct his portrait of the Regent King. Who the hell was this Rong Wang? Is he some kind of Mega handsome man of this era that made maidens swoon? ¡°So who is this, Master Tong Yi?¡± Chiu Lan was eager to divulge to her master, the young maid was quite ecstatic for her rare roll of storyteller to her master. But upon hearing his request, her face stalled momentarily. The hesitation followed an odd glint in her eyes. ¡°Concerning Master Tong Yi¡well, he is a nobleman, with Rong Tian Wang¡¡± She was abashed to continue the next words that were to follow, so she quickly followed. ¡°He appears to have a good bond with King Rong.¡± This statement triggered Feng Ming¡¯s curiosity, ¡°He has a good friendship with Rong Tian? How does he tolerate him¡¡± Still bitter about the previous ordeal, from the unruly arrogant attitude he was served, Feng Ming could only assume that Tong Yi was Rong Tian¡¯s precious baby brother, or perhaps a close rtive? ¡°This is what the servants believe, it might just be gossip. Actually I am not sure there¡¯s any confirmation about this.¡± Not knowing what to say next, Chiu Lan quickly changed the subject in panic of her out of line interjection. She cleverly used the excuse of reminding Feng Ming grooming duties. ¡°The prince has spent a long time feasting, the night fall has arrived. It would be advisable to take your bath now and rest soon¡± Feng Ming epted the suggestion letting their conversatione to an end so he quickly shovelled down his rice and allowed his servants take care of the dishes. He stood up to stretch out his back, frowning and supported himself with the table. The aches continued to linger, he wondered whether they would ever go away he continued to internally curse the time travel portal. His thoughts were interrupted by two pretty maidens. ¡°Your Highness, Prince please take your bath now¡± Speaking to him with a clear calm voice. He had a rather nk expression as he gave a nod of his head, but remained stationary. Even if they inform him that his bath was ready, it wasn¡¯t like he was running off anywhere! What direction was he meant to head off to? What about his change of clothing? A rather embarrassing thought came to mind, when Feng Ming recalled all those television shows he had watched. Didn¡¯t arge group of maidens tend to the Royals regardless of sex in the bath? Would they be standing by? Wouldn¡¯t that be like giving them a free show!? By this time, Chiu Lan had already cleared the tables, and he wasn¡¯t sure where she had disappeared to. As the two maids looked at him wide eyed in anticipation, Feng Ming remained lost for words, trying to find the right thing to say to dy the time: ¡°Ah, you two, what are your names?¡± It appeared to people that the Prince was developing some kind of liking to greet individuals, The two servantdies had bewildered looks on their faces and looked at him strangely before replying. ¡°Your humble servant is called Chiu Yue¡± ¡°This loyal servant is called Chiu Xing¡± Feng Ming gave a false confirming nod of his head. ¡°Chiu Yue?¡± ¡°Chui Xing? Both are indeed good names, well named.¡± Feng Mings¡¯s out of character antics prompted interest from Chiu Yue. She hid her face as she covered her mouth as sheughed softly before raising her gaze to her Master. ¡°It is quitete now, if his Highness could head towards the baths. Or else the water will be chilled¡± The usual Prince was very mild mannered, he never threw fits of rage however it appeared like his personality was rearranged. He was acting so generous, and actually striking conversations as well as eliciting smiles. Chiu Xing and Chiu Yue were only modest young servants and very innocent, seeing Feng Ming be so gentle, they didn¡¯t hesitate to help him. She tugged lightly on his sleeve and ushered him towards the baths. Feng Ming waspletely stumped on how to react, as Chiu Yue willingness to guide him was good. So he followed without resistance but carried an awkward smile as he went with the flow. ---- The Prince¡¯s Bathing Quarters within the Pce turned out to be onepletely constructed of of stone. Steam floated from the pools in streams of humidity and the bath itself was easily the size of a small swimming pool. It was surrounded by screened walls, which were covered with decorative silk clothes, creating a very rxing atmosphere. A towering pile of clothes was resting atop of a jade table next to the pool. Feng Ming drew his conclusions, guessing that these were garments prepared for him to rece his old robes. ¡°Please Prince, take the bath when you are ready.¡± The two girls excused themselves with a slight bow, whilst trying to refrain from chuckling as they retreated. As he watched the couple leave, he let big sigh of relief. How fortunate that the events didn¡¯t end up how he had rolled out in his mind. The idea of having someone cater for him was outrageous! He stared eagerly at the bath tub, which was tempting him to quickly disrobe and get cleansed. This was the first bath in this kind of ce, and given everything he has been through he was going to ensure that he was clean as a whistle by the end of it. It was almost like he was going to rinse himself free of his past. Feng Ming was orphaned as a small child in his own world, and he was very grateful for the life he was able to live. He lived very carefree and studying consumed most of his energy, so dating was out of the picture until he graduated from College. As he began to strip, he inwardly cursed as who had appointed his outfit. The impatient Prince peeled off the ridiculous amount ofyers one by one. Surely if everyone in this kingdom wore this amount of clothing, they¡¯d spend half the day just stripping! Feng Ming continued to bicker to himself and was d when he was down to thest article, a simple under-gown which he did not stress to remove quickly. Finally, he had finished taking things off! Time to hop in and scrub down! So relieved! That was¡until a gasp of air was knocked out of him, when he tilted his head and his eyes widened like a deer in headlights. He was in utter shock at the bare sight before him. The young man waspletely astonished to discover, upon his legs and chest were welts and fresh cuts that decorated his skin. They were apanied by horrible bruises he could even make out marks what appeared to be left by slender whipshes. There were obvious teeth marks as well as assorted shaped marks left by unknown perpetrators. No inch of skin was unmarred the scars and wounds littered his slender body simply everywhere! He was stunned at the abuse, taking the breath away from him. Feng Ming held his breath as he bravely parted his legs. Upon verification he stuck out his tongue in disgust before quickly mping his legs shut. The tender flesh between his thighs were also painted with bruises, even such a private ce did not escape the assault. Does that mean, someone was abusing the former master of this body? Knowing that he was the Crowned Prince of Xi Re!? Or perhaps his Highness had a fetish for S&M!? No wonder his body seem to be weighed down with pain, regardless of the rest he had. Feng Ming had med his pain on the time portal travel ¡but in fact¡ ¡°Were you waiting for me?¡± In his moment of confusion, he was hit by a sudden intrusion. A man with a deep voice suddenly made his presence known. Feng Ming was utterly surprised, that a stranger had entered his perimeters then he remembered the state of his body, unsightly with injuries and naked, he quickly scuttled towards the pile of clothing set aside for him, Desperately throwing on the garments as fast as possible, his sudden burst of messy stress resulted with his footing weakening beneath him, resulting in an embarrassing fail straight into the bath tub. Submerged within the water works, he created anrge ssh discing a lot of water around the pool itself. What aplete moron, falling into the pool barely clothed! ¡°Heh Heh Heh¡¡±came a dryugh. It was aplete embarrassing mess! Soon Feng Mingposed himself, he straightened up and prepared himself to condemn the uninvited guest that scared him half to death and indirectly caused his pitiful state. He found that the chief instigator had already sneakily entered the room. ¡°You sure are gutsy to dare spy on the Prince taking a bath!¡± There was ack of confidence in his authority whilst he reprimanded the intruder. It sounded no more than an empty threat. Feng Ming moved cautiously, backing away towards the side at the same time he was trying to cover his modesty with the wet garment he managed to pull along with his fall. Unfortunately for him, there were the uncontroblews of physics working against him and buoyancy wasn¡¯t helping his cause, the continuous flow of fabric refused to give him the coverage he needed as it floated innocently around him. In the end his embarrassment could not be blocked off to wondering eyes. The uninvited person had a handsome face with a rather defiant look on it, and there was a certain glint of evil within his eyes. At that moment, those eyes looked down at him, an empowering force that oppressed him, staring intensely at the bare body. ¡°Well, it appears you¡¯ve grown some courage, actually daring to use such a tone to talk to me.¡± The man chided. The man yfully raised his eyebrow slightly and teased. ¡°I hear you had a nice hall into the river, and when you were pulled out you were a little insane, even to the point of reprimanding Tong Yi. I¡¯m guessing that you haven¡¯t headed so deep into insanity that you can¡¯t even remember who I am¡± Who is he? So bold, and acting so casual towards royalty? Poor manners! Then it struck Feng Ming¡¯s mind, and he blurted out. ¡°You are King Rong!¡± The corner¡¯s of the man¡¯s lips uplifted, before they parted coolly. ¡°It seems you do remember. And I thought you had assumed ying the role of a madman¡± With that said as the next second passed, the man violently jumped into the bath, leaving no time for Feng Ming to escape from his grasps. The smaller man felt like he was hit by arge momentum, the man eye¡¯s locked down on his own, his frame was pushed down hard and rendered helpless. The shield he had used to cover his body was ripped from his hold and thrown aside by the stranger. ¡°His Royal Highness, has certainly matured even contemting and daring tomit suicide?¡± There was a level of darkness behind the taunt, making Feng Ming unconsciously shrink backwards. Without warming, Rong Wang¡¯srge steel-like fingers wrapped themselves around Feng Ming¡¯s delicate throat. ¡°I never said you can take your own life.¡± He angrily stated. ¡°Nnnh¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯s trachea felt like it was going cave in to the force, the pain etching on his face as his muscles frowned. He managed to wrap his hands around therger ones that were threatening him. But found it futile, as his strength slipped awaypletely. His efforts were in vain, there was no chance of ripping the relentless hold. Even if he wanted to for a chance of a second¡¯s breathe. His lungs were started to sear with pain, air deprivation signals shot towards his brain and the Prince felt his vision to blur. Feng Ming was apprehensive in his mind, was it really true that Rong Wang wanted to end his already pitiful life by strangling him? This whole dying and living business, he didn¡¯t know whether to make itughable or pitiful. He had just acquired the new body, which was actually his destiny to relive the experience of to dying again. Chapter Volume 1 3.1 Terminology: Cao Cao²Ü²Ù ¨C (155-220 A.D) was a military strategist, politician and poet whose adventures have been much poprised in a series of novels ¡°Romance of Three Kingdoms¡±. He was marvelled for being a master of both literature and the sword. Records of him detailed a crafty war tactician who also excelled in the arts. He was known to treat his allies as family and was merciless with his enemies. Interestingly Cao Cao is often depicted as a brutal tyrant; however, he was praised for his brilliance as a ruler. Due to such unscrupulous depictions Cao Cao in modern times, can be used as the Chinese equivalent of the English saying ¡°Speak of the Devil¡±¡(and he arrives). ²Ý(Cao) In FYJT, Feng Ming addresses Rong Tian as ¡°Cao Cao¡±, which confuses the man as it sounded like Feng Ming was calling him grass twice. I AM AWARE OF TYPOS AND JIBBERISH...the online version is usually the best one because i re-read and fix up. The download documents are usually unchanged...lol i notice my horrendous jibberish notes in part 2 (which i have fixed and not in the doc) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the excruciating pain of being strangled subsided, numbness quickly inched in. Around him the intense atmosphere gradually calmed down. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes flickered wide open, blood surging through his brain. Death¡¯s voice had weed the young man when he had once again dangled too close to the end of his life¡¯s thread. It was at that very moment Rong Wang decided to release his vice-like grip around his delicate throat. The pair ofrge cruel hands slowly retracted from the slender neck. Expressionless, the tyrant watched Feng Ming¡¯s mass sink into the depths of the water. Almost immediately, the young man¡¯s survival instincts triggered. His weak hands sought desperately to grasp onto the edge of the pool to stabilize his body. Droplets of water poured from Feng Ming¡¯s face which was painted with confusion. In past this type of meaningless cruelty had often been inflicted upon the Prince, even to the point where the body would submit and cry for mercy. Even so, it was a barbaric to method to employ such a shameful technique on another just to demonstrate one¡¯s own dominance. Dark sharp eyes quietly observed the nk-faced Feng Ming, as he met with those familiar pair of eyes, Rong Tian had a discovery. As if a precious jewel that had gone unnoticed was unearthed, sending his own heart to race. What is happening? The usual prince carried himself as stupid, introverted and argely disgraceful excuse for a Prince whom no one acknowledged. Why does he emit such a strange aura now? What happened to the regr groveling submissions and begs for mercy? This new situation was appealing to Rong Tian¡¯s amusement. He decided to shelf his cold approach for the moment and instead deciding to close the distance between him and Feng Ming. He lifted the chin of the younger man, allowing him to clearly study the boy¡¯s face. There was no doubt about the Prince¡¯s familiar face that his own peered down onto. Sadly, looking at the Prince could only rally the thoughts of how pathetically worthless he was aside from the astounding beauty he possessed. A beauty that could be admired but served no purpose one could akin the Prince to the delicate and borate art that decorate pillows. Upon the naked body was evidence of his marks, welts andsh traces of a few days old. The image of the cowardly Prince cowering pitifully freshly yed into Rong Tian¡¯s mind. However useless the person was, he had a magnificent body. Rong Wang grabbed Feng Ming by his slim wrists, fraying the limbs out so he could savor the view. Although Rong Tian had a healthy share of countless women, none could withstand or endured the punishment he inflicted only on the Prince, the boy¡¯s body provided an entirely different category of satisfaction. Oppressing the Prince, was the same as controlling the wide ins of Xi Rei, anything that can be taken from his hold could just be as easily retrieved by his power. This Ipetent Prince¡ There is a degree in how unsettling it was to how one could not deny the alluring attraction of Feng Ming¡¯s body. Perhaps if he wasn¡¯t the obedient crowned Prince dominated in his own pce, and rather a male prostitute in the city of Xi Rei, wouldn¡¯t he have better opportunity to demonstrate his value? Rong Wang¡¯s had whole heartedlymitted himself to eternally despise the man in front of him, however once he had his first taste of the Prince¡¯s sweet intoxicating body, Rong Wang was captivated; a prisoner to his own desires. He lifted Feng Ming who was still in a state of stupor, setting him upon the cool surface of the marbled surface beside the pool. ¡°Did your little drowning episode scare you?¡± Rong Wang knelt on one knee, partially hovering over the other, coolly continuing his survey of the unguarded body from head to toe. ¡°Don¡¯t you y coy with me, I won¡¯t be giving you special treatment,¡± he threatened rather smugly before pinching Feng Ming¡¯s cheek. Feng Ming started to be more alert as his consciousness was returning thanks to the icy chill seeping through his bare back rather than the unsolicited pinch. At the very moment Rong Wang had released his tight hold, his fragile body began to slip into the water. Perhaps his body caved from the strenuous time travelling after-effects, causing Feng Ming to temporarily lose control of his newly acquired body. During that mental slip an overpowering emptiness returned in his mind, momentarily stripping him of his senses of the world around him, as if he was thrusts back into another time and space portal. Fortunately, after a short disconnection with reality, he recovered from that darkness but his mind consequentially remained in a haze. The spiteful words that spouted from Rong Wang failed to register to Feng Ming who barely absorbed a word. Poor Feng Ming wasn¡¯t even aware what sequence of events there on after had lead to him lying upon the bath¡¯s stone cold floor. His bare body was taken from the warmth of the waters, directly onto the cool surface of the room, it wasn¡¯t the idealfort, as he gradually seeped out of his stupor, Feng Ming moaned softly. With effort, weary eyes fluttered open and focused themselves. "What are you doing?" Finally he was clear on their current circumstance, Feng Ming could notmand his body and he could barely muster his voice to speak. Rong Wang¡¯s hands, continued explore the naked body, caressing the muscles to help them loosen, however there was an overtone as if he had ownership over this possession and it was solely his. If it was not for the tell-tale glint in Rong Wang¡¯s fierce eyes, Feng Ming could have been easily tricked into believing Rong Wang was offering kindness to massage his aching muscles. Feng Ming raised his hands in attempt to control the unwanted fingers exploring his body which were wreaking havoc by each second. ¡°Stop!¡± "Oh?." Rong Wang smirked, easily brushing away Feng Ming¡¯s obstructing hands and pinned them both back behind the younger man¡¯s head. Leaning and closing their proximity, Rong Wang gently bit Feng Ming¡¯s lips. "Does His Royal Highness, wants to demonstrate his strength today?¡± Suddenly his expression changed, instantly surfacing the inner dark intentions. ¡°Are you nning to mess with me again? Do you want a beating?¡± Despite his detained wrists felt as if they were going to snap under his captors hold, Feng Ming eyes shed wide open and red at the Regent King defiantly. "You dare to treat the Prince this way?" "Isn¡¯t this just t always the case? Why are you only feeling like this is unjust treatment today?" Rong Wangughed cocking his eyebrow. "You ... ...." Feng Ming eyes averted from his, infuriated as he held down his anger. Wasn¡¯t the situation clear? Although he had the chance of being ¡°Reborn¡± made a Prince, stunningly attractive and no shorter than five feet in stature. He entered a Pce which had a messed up hierarchy. Where to be only bullied by Tong Yi and the devil of a Regent King himself, who had the real power, to the point where the real Prince is degraded to the level as a meager delicacy for the Regent King to consume. From his previous inspecting of his newly acquired body, theshes and marks, Rong Wang¡¯s behavior, it was blinding truth that this delicacy wasn¡¯t eaten only once. The adventured packed prospects of travelling to a new ce had originally made his rebirth and enjoyable, being able to experience time travel and all, but now he was just a y thing where another man could vent his desires on. No, no, this is ridiculous! "Idiot! Let me go!" Feng Ming¡¯s face ushered in a colorful range of expression, realising the real crisis at hand in front of him, he shuddered and gulped as Rong Wang¡¯s face blocked his own. "You dare to scold me?" Rong Wang raised an eyebrow amused; he opened his mouth towards the Prince¡¯s own, taking him by surprise as he ruthlessly caught the younger man¡¯s red lips biting down with his teeth. "Nnh ... .." Those full lips felt the sting Feng Ming waspletely unguarded and he gently sobbed out under the hold. Faint smell of blood registered in his senses and the taste eventually reached his throat, all the result of Rong Wang biting him until blood flowed. It could not be for real that he was going to taken by a man! Feng Ming gathered all his might to evade the vicious teeth biting onto him, he barely slurred his disgust ¡°Let go¡I don¡¯t want this¡ damn it¡.¡± The pain never ceased from the origin of his lips, the doings of this barbaric Rong Wang who was disinterested with deepening his rough kiss, instead, he was more interested by the pleasures of exploiting Feng Ming¡¯s flushed lips. Soon, the taste of blood became stronger, as its metallic essence overwhelmed his senses. Feng Ming realised it was futile as he struggled beneath of the older man. He tossed his head from side to side attempting to throw the King off his swollen lips, as well as attempting to voice his protests. Wasn¡¯t there a saying an eye for an eye? With this wonderful proverb in mind, Feng Ming stopped his escape and in its ce he sank his own teeth onto Rong Wang¡¯s lip in return. He abruptly widened his own mouth before issuing the element of surprise to his bully by biting down as hard as he could. Let¡¯s see who is fiercer now? He continued to force his white teeth reassuring his attacker there was no love involved, and determined to leave his own stamp by spending all his energy just to mp down. The sudden act had genuinely startled Rong Wang, he wanted to move away but was already snared. The wound where his lips were bitten sent sparks of pain message. This ¡°Prince¡± meant business! Highly skilled and trained in Martial arts since his childhood Rong Tian had immediately acted on a transient response, the Regent King¡¯s hand snapped back, and without any hesitation knocked the back of Feng Ming¡¯s neck firmly. . "Ah!" The sharp pain of the assault on his neck jolted the younger man who loosened his hold on the man¡¯s lips as his own went for a surprised one. Rong Wang rose up from his position in a split second, his immediate leave relieved the pressure on Feng Ming¡¯s body and hands and the Prince had his mobility freedom restored. The flow of events of their confrontation was acted out in a few short seconds. Feng Ming didn¡¯t even have the luxury of prompting himself up from the harsh floor before Rong Wang pounced on him, mming Feng Ming¡¯s body down with his sheer strength. A pair of intense eyes alit anger burnt holes into Feng Ming. Rong Wang gritted his teeth "How dare you bite me?" The lips that had previously only offered cold and smug words were now a blood extravaganza. Chapter Volume 1 3.2 FENG YU JIU TIAN VOLUME 1 CHAPTER 3 PART 2 Everything that happened today was beyond Rong Wang¡¯s expectations, the prisoner under his solid grip had not submitted to him or shiver with fear whilst choking back tears. Instead, the Prince¡¯s usual eyes that avoided contact with others, suddenly locked onto his own. There was no evasion in the set of eyes that appeared alit with angry flickering mes. Feng Ming pushed the aggressive and physically superior male away, his eyes glowing with indignation, threatening Rong Wang. "I¡¯m warning you, though my hands, and legs are incapable and my body is weak and aches, If you dare do anything to me, tomorrow I will¡Tomorrow I¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯s threat was unfinished as he felt himself slip into the emptiness, his vision darkening. Bastard! I haven¡¯t finished! Damn time travel, damn the stupid Prince that let this abuse onto this weak pathetic body. I didn¡¯t even have a chance to finish! With numerousints and pains, Feng Ming allowed the darkness to swallow him, falling into a deep sleep. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Waking up his head was curtained with sleep, his eyes fluttered open to set upon the antique and luxurious roof above. His mind lingered there as he recalled what had actually happened. It was tragic. And the tragic thing was, the problem was still present and persistent. Once the handsome face of the Regent King appeared hovering over his own the Feng Ming verified how incorrect his initial profiling of the Regent King was. What he discovered in this position of power was not a plump and balding old man. Instead from his estimates Rong Tian was probably around the same age as he was in his previous life. The difference was the tremendous air of power that surrounded him. Rong Tian¡¯s presence mustered up fear and made people shiver. Such a characteristic is befitting to y the viin on a television show right? Just the right type of handsome but sinister men¡ "What is on His Royal Highness¡¯s mind?" Rong Wang mocked him. This extremely contemptuous attitude only proved to further demonstrate how disrespectful the man was towards the Prince. Feng Ming nced around his surrounding; his personal attendants were standing quietly at the side of the room Even Chiu Lan did not intervene, no one was willingly jumping into defend their master¡¯s mistreatment. It seemed that Rong Wang was un-officially the real ruler of Xi Rei. The Prince that had been raised in the pce was merely a y thing; the harassment by Rong Wang most likely forced him to take the final option, as he willingly to jump into the river, whilst unknowingly giving Feng Ming a second chance. "I''m asking you." Feng Ming¡¯s chin was suddenly tilted upwards by Rong Wang who addressed him as if he was just a lowly servant. Something inside cracked Feng Ming, he was infuriated not hiding his annoyance as he whipped his head away from the Regent King¡¯s direction. "Hmph! Cao Cao!" "Cao Cao? What is Cao Cao?" From the response of the treacherous King it was obvious that he has never read ¡®Romance of the Three Kingdoms.¡¯ Not even bothering with the duty of exining what Cao Cao meant, Feng Ming realised a more important issue, he twisted suddenly to stare intently at Rong Wang. "I ¡®m going to ask you, yesterday¡did you¡do anything to me¡?¡± ¡°¡¡± ¡°¡¡± With an audience of attendants in the room, it was an embarrassing word he dare not say publicly. The Prince was rather interesting today, the words he spouted were intriguing, and he no longer was the groveling coward that trembled in fear and sought safety. Rong Wang bore his eyes into Feng Ming¡¯s tense expression, a growing amusement by the events grew, he lent down close to Feng Ming¡¯s neck, mimicking Feng Ming¡¯s tone ¡°Gee, did I¡or¡didn¡¯t I?¡± He teased. "You, Idiot!" Feng Ming set forth an attack, releasing a raging tiger behind his outburst. Looks like the training he received from the guards at the orphanage paid off, Like a sh of lightning, hended a sweet one square onto Rong Wang¡¯s face. In a blink of an eye the arrogant and handsome sported a new fresh bruise. No one could have anticipated this type of development of the fast paced action. The collective response of their audience was of shock and nothing more. Rong Wang waspletely taken by surprise and this was clearly painted across his face, the whole room had immediately felled silent. All the faces in the room paled, the attendants left in a silent sh gone before you could even notice the click of the doors shutting behind them. The single blow was sessful, and nted straight onto Rong Wang¡¯s precious face, Feng Ming knew his actions were out of line. It wasn¡¯t like he advocated the use of violence; growing up he was naturally stubborn, with a child like demeanor when it came to defending his pride or having thest word. He wasn¡¯t the type to skimp out on payback just because of physical pain with scars and bruises instead he always ensured he evened the score. Likewise his opponent today was the Cao Cao of this era, Rong Wang had dominance over him but he wasn¡¯t going to sit back and submit to humiliation. "You hit me?" Rong Wang eximed. Rong Wang dumbstruck with the Feng Ming recalcted .perception of him. "Yesterday, you bit me, and I haven¡¯t even settled that ount with you. And today you actually dared to raise your hand against me?" He spat in disbelief. The hands that fumbled to hold a cup of tea, the Prince that would tremble just by his mere presence, was this even him? Feng Ming shook his head aside before further demanding an answer. "Enough! Tell me! In the end, yesterday..did you force me¡did you do it?" "It¡¯s not like it was the first time, why should you care?" It can¡¯t be¡ Feng Ming pupils contracted, his fists clenched he wanted nothing more to give Rong Wang another taste of his fists. However, Rong Wang chimed in casually: ¡°But I¡¯ve never enjoyed a dead fish, frankly I have never been interested.¡± The punch Feng Ming almost released needn¡¯t take ce to Feng Ming¡¯s relief. He bitterly replied, ¡°Well, that was a wise choice.¡± The Prince was astonished to the fact his rebuttal came without the cost of infuriating the man, instead the King actuallyughed. "If you have other questions, why don¡¯t you ask them all now?¡± he offered suspiciously. Feng Ming didn¡¯t fall for the abrupt change of such goodwill. He, of course had countless questions he wanted to ask, but at the present, he just wanted to be far away from this abominable "Cao Cao." The farther the better he would be. . "There is nothing to ask, you can leave." Feng Ming very consciously optioned to address himself as a Prince would. Instead of retreating, Rong Wang leisurely dered, ¡°You¡¯ve finished with the questions, now it is my turn to ask.¡± His tone was frivolous and so was his choice of words, an under tone of authority ensued as if he was setting a trap. "Ask me? What is there to ask?" "Firstly, who are you?" The voice wasn¡¯t flippant anymore as it became icy. Feng Ming was taken aback. "Me?" With no time to react, Rong Wang had him under his hold within a split second. Feng Ming¡¯s slender wrists were once again caught by a stronghold ofrger hands that pinned them above his head, rendering himpletely helpless. Rong Wang whispered and his breathe rasped gently into Feng Ming¡¯s ears. "You''re definitely not the Prince, who are you?¡± "I am the Prince." Feng Ming desperately imed. In a situation like this, he had to keep his mouth shut and stick with his identity. It wasn¡¯t like a farfetched story of his spirit taking up the Prince¡¯s body would spare him from being executed. "You are the Prince?" Rong Wang sneered: "You are obviously unfamiliar with Prince, you are riddled with ws! How could the Prince have enough courage to bit me or even daring to raise his hands against me?¡± He used. ¡°Don¡¯t say that a mere jump into a river would cause these major changes in one¡¯s basic personality. I am the one who is most clear on what the Prince is like.¡± ¡°Confess! Who sent you?¡± the King demanded. Chapter Volume 1 4 No you are not seeing things¡ So¡I was contemting starting tranting for the next chapter. And I felt bad for not touching the trantions for a while¡ Hence this happened¡ That is all. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA P.S: I really hate reading over things so typos ensue!! :D A nice LJer pointed out her confusion about the names. Rong Wang is the same as Rong Tian. Wang is the chinese word for King. :D --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- -- --- "No one sent me!" Feng Ming had difficulties regting his breath under the clutches of the King¡¯s hands, his own hands sought immediately to guard his throat. ¡°Still so hard headed?" Rong Wang¡¯s hold tightened, his hands stiffening as he showed how serious he was, nearly causing Feng Ming to fall under a fainting spell. "Speak! Where has the Prince gone? How did you manage to sneak into the pce? Are your associates within the pce?" his demands bombarded the ¡®fake¡¯. Feng Ming had just awoken, his body was impaired by physical fatigue, under such a forceful hold, let alone an appeal for justice, keeping his breathe was a difficult task, he could only manage a snort of defiance. Rong Wang was alert as he looked at Feng Ming, deciding he would not resort to killing the imposter, instead he sneered and relinquished his hold. Monitoring Feng Ming, who gasped like a fish out of water, his chest and airways panted desperately. With only a few mouthful of air to relieve his difort, his cor was firmly snatched ruthlessly in the man¡¯s hands. ¡°Be obedient and confess, and you will suffer less.¡± Feng Ming stood his ground and angrilyshed out. "What do you want me to confess?" he defended. Such a disloyal subject, treating a Prince in this manner! My luck must be rotten to get stuck as a mere scapegoat. ¡°Say it, where is the Prince¡¯s location? Did your men capture him?" "I am Prince!" Feng Ming insisted raising his voice. If it was possible, he wanted to dish another throw at Rong Wang¡¯s despicable face. Rong Wang fell silent as his expression darkened, he sized up his opponent for a short while, before finally releasing his grip on the cor. ¡°You say you¡¯re the Prince, what is your evidence?¡± he interrogated Feng Ming snapped and red: ¡°You use me of not being the Prince, what evidence do you have?¡± he countered. "The Prince would never dare to speak like you towards me." Rong Wang paused for a moment, before asking. "The Queen''s birthday wasst month, what did you send her as a gift?" Feng Ming drew a nk. How the hell was he to know what happenedst month in these shoes? Hisrge eyes darted around as he struggled to weave an answer. "I, as a Prince is thoroughly upied each day, how am I meant to keep track of exactly what happenedst month?¡± Rong Wang looked at Feng Ming strangely, making him fear what was toe. "During the day before yesterday, the Prince and General Lin had a discussion, what was the topic?" he attacked again. "Since it was a General, if the topic was not concerning the military then it would have been matters of the country, we had discussed some trivial matters as well." "Ha ¡Ha Ha ...." Rong Wang¡¯s head snapped back chortling. Feng Ming found the response rather discouraging. Rong Wang stopped smiling, as he re-focused on Feng Ming. "The Prince never met with General Lin, considering this was just the day before yesterday surely you couldn¡¯t forget what happened?¡± Unbelievable he actually walked straight into such a simple trap! Feng Ming cursed himself for his stupidity! ¡°There is something else¡¡± Rong Wang¡¯s eyes burned an eeriness; his tall body gradually closed in on Feng Ming, an enormous air of oppressing befell the Prince. ¡°His Royal Highness, has been addressing himself as the ¡°Prince¡±, a practice that the real Prince doesn¡¯t carry out in his every day speech patterns.¡± He pointed out. It couldn¡¯t be¡ Without warning, a wet tongue flicked at the curve of Feng Ming¡¯s ear. Feng Ming was suddenly startled. "Could the Prince forget his own name?" Feng Ming couldn¡¯t stand the proximity of the King, consciously backing away in retreat but immediately struggled, as Rong Wang¡¯s arms firmly embraced and imprisoned him. "Now be a good boy and tell me where the Prince is, tell me everything that you know, otherwise¡your beautiful body might not be able to tolerate my punishment.¡± Their bodies were entwined together forcefully by the older man, their bodies intimately against each other, using a gentle tone to deliver a cruel threat. Feng Ming tossed his head aside. "What is so strange that one would forget their name? I fell into the river, scared myself half to death and forgot everything." The thought of being thrown into a prison to be punished and tortured did elicit fear in Feng Ming¡¯s heart. Avoiding the question, Feng Ming changed the topic back his way, inquiring how he was at fault. "From head to toe, which part of me isn¡¯t the Prince?" he scoffed. ¡°Heh heh,¡± Rong Wang darkly chuckled at thement, before tearing open Feng Ming¡¯s clothes at the cor, nodding upon inspection. "Correct, you are a fine imitation these scars and bruises are strikingly simr, rather impressive¡± Slender fingers brushed the enticing delicate skin and began their course of brazen strokes. "Let go!" Feeling his dangerous predicament, Feng Ming stiffened, twisting his body in an attempt to escape the King¡¯s vition. His captor stood unmoved behind him, as he remained trapped. "Are you trying to seduce me?" Rong Wong¡¯s voice was low and hoarse, flirting with his prey by blowing into Feng Ming¡¯s ear, tickling him. "No, no! Absolutely not!¡± defended the Prince. He calmed down within the hold to avoid the unwanted misunderstanding, to stop Rong Wang misinterpreting his actions. Feng Ming was a modern youth, he wasn¡¯tpletely ignorant about sex and all things rted. After realizing his struggles were sending out the wrong signals and worse, heading towards a direction, he froze on the spot. He stood stiff as a nk of wood in the arms of the King. The sudden quietness that washed over the feisty Feng Ming, surprised Rong Wang, his head tilting down to examine the bounty within his arms whom he should be most familiar with. However, he was mesmerized by a strange attraction the man emitted. At seventeen-year-old, one was already considered a grown man in Xi Rei. Until now, the Prince had always been vacant alike a y figurine. However at this very moment, Rong Tian was amazed to find his y figurine brought to life by the gods, and given a new soul. Even if he was a lowly assassin,pared to the original useless Prince, he was more likable, right? "If I had you tossed into jail, you wouldn¡¯t be able to survive one night of torture." The King¡¯s gaze burrowed, roughly grabbing Feng Ming¡¯s hand and murmured unkindly. "Each fingernail will be ripped out slowly, and pins pushed through until you bleed and your hands be mutted. If a person does not confess, then molten iron will be poured on top.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s description had Feng Ming scarred to wits end, sending shivers down his spine. "Do not threaten me!" he spat. Rong Wang actually didn¡¯t set out to scare Feng Ming, seemingly his words were spoken in consideration for one thing he had in mind. His eyes zed over the length of the young man¡¯s body. "At that time you decide to confess, you would no longer be human but a lump of mutted flesh. A lifeless puppet, wouldn¡¯t it be more interesting to employ another method instead¡± By this time, it was as if matters had been settled, so a smile crept on the King¡¯s lips. The younger man hit him as hard as he could. ¡°Hey, I am the Prince, you can¡¯t casually throw me into a prison to torture to your hearts content.¡± Just as he finished his sentence, a coy smile slipped over Rong Wang. "You are the Prince? You can be the Prince if you want to. He is my little bird I keep caged within the confines of the pce and only heeding to my orders. That¡¯s right, the Prince¡¯s name is ¡°An He¡±, you should remember it.¡± Feng Ming was stumped his eyes caught the man¡¯s face. This terrible man, clearly knew there was something wrong with me what is his reason to allow me to retain this identity? Regardless, the young man managed to survive the passing storm. Feng Ming let out a sigh of relief before reiterating the name. ¡°An He, An He, I¡¯ll remember it. Well, hurry and let go of me.¡± Considering Rong Wang had verified his position as the Prince, he might as well show the attitude of one. "Let go?" The Regent King studied the animal trapped within his folded arms, who could easily be thrown into a jail cell at any moment was in fact having the nerve to be ordering him. Heughed at the situation. "Don¡¯t forget, I¡¯m the one in charge here. Even if it was the real prince, he will be obedient and listen to me." "You¡¯re just a Cao Cao! You are just an evil shadow puppeteer stealing the throne, exploiting the Prince for your twisted lusts!¡± Not heeding to the insults, the King¡¯s fingertips snaked upon the curves of the younger man¡¯s chest before brushing his tender nipples. Goosebumps rose from Feng Ming¡¯s skin, immediately shouting abuse. "Oh, I¡¯m shadow puppeteer who wants your throne? You are well versed with words, rather cultured mouth you have there, Imend you." He chuckled, before cing his lips over Feng Ming¡¯s. The King¡¯s forceful hand weaved into his long hair thrusting his head backwards, bringing the king¡¯s face closer. "Hmmm ... mmm...." Warmth from the lips crushing his seeped through, his jaw loosened unwillingly as an external force pried his mouth open. Feng Ming¡¯s dark eyes fluttered wide open,rger than a set of surprised cat eyes. Oh my God, this man, he... he was ¡ Inside his mouth, Feng Ming was too stunned toprehend the war he was meant to fight, as the foreign tongue vited his mouth. He had lost. The persistent tongue rendered him in a dumbstruck condition. His brainpletely detached from the turn of events. This was all messed up. Rong Wang kindly released him for a moment, it only then it hit home to Feng Ming that he was kissing a man. Although this wasn¡¯t his first kiss, it was the first time he had a man kissing him. Feng Ming decided to me his shock for the kiss that happened as he stupidly stood like a doll. "You shouldn¡¯t be giving me such a devastated expression, right?" Rong Wang provoked, as he lifted Feng Ming¡¯s chin to face him. The odd response he received from Feng Ming, made him feel delighted. In many countries, assassins are trained strictly, including ones which would infiltrate by the means of a bed chamber. Learning important skills to ensure they can get close to their enemy. Rong Tian preferred that Feng Ming was inexperience in that respect. A kiss between men, isn¡¯t anything special. Everything will be okay. Feng Ming sought tofort himself He looked Rong Wang bitterly in the eyes, and he immediately retracted that thought. If the person who had just assaulted your lips, looked like they haven¡¯t finished what they are doing then you are in deep shit! Add to the equation the embarrassing marks and bruises all over his own body, it was not hard to picture what was ahead for him. Thoserge dark eyes fixated on Rong Wang¡¯s, and gradually revealed the desires the other held. The younger man¡¯s heart cried out, screaming rm and managed to conjure up an unknown strength to break free from his captor. It was only seconds before he managed to scramble to the other side of his bed. "Do note any closer!" screamed Feng Ming, whilst he scoured for a weapon at hands reach to defend his virginity. Unfortunately, there was not even a pair of scissors to be found in the Prince¡¯s chamber. Rong Wang was fascinated as he watched on, Feng Ming scrambled to sps his hands around a silver jug. ¡°If you dare toe near me, I will make sure this cracks on your head!" he threatened. With the poor choice of weapon Feng Ming clutched both hands around the jar, ready for an attack, however in the next second his only protection loosened from his grip as he was unceremoniously thrown onto the soft bed. The poor Jug was readily thrown out of the window by Rong Tian. "What a strong man ..." Rong Wang ridiculed his tone openly mocking the younger male. Feng Ming was pressing his luck, as he shot a warning re to Rong Wang whilst baring his gritted teeth. "If you mess with me, I will bite my tongue immediately tomit suicide." He threatened. What a joke, if he was going to be raped by a man, he was more than happy to be dead. More humiliation! "Don¡¯t be afraid, my good Prince." Rong Wang gently caressed the side of Feng Ming¡¯s chin as if soothing a child, stroking carefully to calm his agitation. His voice was maizing drawing him into his pace, "tell me your real name." he beckoned. "What?" the Prince remained collected. "Tell me, and I will let you off today." He prompted, giving irresistible offer. Will it really be so? Feng Ming closed his eyes, measuring his situation and calcting the oues. It appeared that he couldn¡¯t y Rong Wang any further. Considering he already knew that he was a fake. There was no harm in giving a name, although under these circumstances it wasn¡¯t a glorious trade, it was better than being raped violently. With his mind made, Feng Ming opened his eyes and replied. "My name is Feng Ming." "Feng Ming? Feng Ming¡" Rong Wang contemted the name a few times before bowing his head down onto Feng Ming¡¯s ear. "My name is Rong Tian, you should remember it." He whispered. There was no hesitation as he initiated another round of passionate kisses, engulfing his prey as he started with the ears his lips never breaking touch as he extending skillfully onto the full lips, gradually increasing the depth in their connection. The tenderness refused any rebelling, as draining all of Feng Ming¡¯s energy to put up a resistance. Even though he was off the hook today, Feng Ming was well aware if he didn¡¯t satiate the man he wouldn¡¯t leave. He grieved for his destiny, knowing his body was too weak to put up a fight. He voluntarily closed his eyes and obliged to satisfy the tyrant as fast as he could. Concluding he was better off pretending that Rong Wang was a woman. Feng Ming closed his eyes, imagining he was with a girlfriend, eagerly delivering her his passion by deepening their kiss. A fire erupted within as an ecstasy tantalized his hot mouth in waves, the feeling surging one after another creating a fuse of tranquilizing pleasure. . Honestly this guy¡¯s technique is not so bad¡ Chapter Volume 1 5 Important notes: Mannerism: When speaking to Royalty, servants always refer to themselves as ¡°lowly¡±, and they always offer well wishes upon seeing the important person. i.e. ¡°I wish you a hundred years of life¡± or ¡°I wish you good health¡± Three measurements: In a few Asian countries, the three measurements which are the chest waist and hips are highly prized. As it is very personal information. And men just love the numbers. Feng Ming¡¯s name means the cry of phoenixes, as the birds are seen as good omens and joy. ------- ------- -------- --------- --------- To Feng Ming his regimented life in the pce officially began. He had no choice but toply with the cumbersome court etiquette required from him. For certain he wasn¡¯t given the respect and treatment a royal should receive, to the contrary, everyone treated him like he was an important prisoner. From the gossip Feng Ming manage to catch, the Prince was really pathetic, aplete nothing. Apart from drinking, all he did was y and upon seeing the Regent King he would sumb under his power and crumble like weak bones. It wasn¡¯t a secret within the pce that the Regent King vited the Prince, there was yet to be any sympathy from the people around him. "What a bastard¡argh." Feng Ming muttered, bored out of his mind as he sat in the Prince¡¯s hall, he looked up and sighed. Chiu Lan stood beside Feng Ming, staring at her master with a confused expression. "Chiu Lan, didn¡¯t you say Rong Wang will be here today?" "On this matter¡of Rong Wang¡¯s whereabouts, your lowly servant dare not specte.¡± She replied dutifully. "Humph!" he groaned. Unsatisfied he turned away from her. All his servants when speaking on the topic of the Regent king showed admiration and fear of him. Yet, they were indifferent with sharply noticeable attitudes towards Feng Ming. Was this Cao Cao that good? The original one was merely a treacherous figure in Chinese history. He abruptly stood up, and dashed to the door where Chiu Lan immediately followed to block his exit. ¡°Prince!¡± she cried out. ¡°Where does the Prince want to go?¡± "I''m bored to death here, I¡¯m going to start rotting soon!" Feng Ming growled gingerly, before quickly breaking the barrier and ran out of his quarters. Three secondster, the royal soldiers that stood guard outside of his area had him restrained in their hold. They returned him to his ce with his temper ring. The guards were also impatient with Feng Ming¡¯s ipliant behavior in the past days. Giving their respects to him they pleaded with him, "Please forgive us, Prince. Rong Wang has issued that there is potentially spies from other countries infiltrating Xi Rei, and we have been ordered to increase security and protect the Crowned Prince. You can not break the King¡¯s rule and leave your quarters. "I''m not a prisoner!" Even though Feng Ming raged on childishly, the guards politely excused themselves and closed the door to the Prince¡¯s hall tightly shut. In the past few days this scene has been repeatedly yed, all resulting the same way. Feng Ming was bored senseless, sure an ancient pce was extravagant and beautiful but even sitting day after day in such tranquil ornate surroundings would lose its appeal. There must be a thousand secrets behind the walls of the pce, fun things that were to be discovered. However, no one was brave the crime of influencing the Prince just for the sake of his entertainment. Even if people stood up to authority on behalf of the Prince, his name did not carry and importance. Feng Ming kicked the foot of his bed in frustration. "My brain will explode from boredom, howe that Master Tong Yi hasn¡¯t even dropped by?" He was desperate, even an enemy was a cure to his uninteresting regime. In fact the only interesting thing to happen took ce the day before yesterday, when Master Tong had rushed in rudely, and picked a fight with him by initiating a war with words. This of course resulted in theirical and uncivilized scuffle. The two were clearly untrained in terms of martial arts. His attendants could only look at each other in dismay, none of which interfered, for everyone knew the authority standing behind Master Tong Yi and no one wanted toy a wrong hand on the heir of Xi Rei. Not aiding either was the best choice they had. Master Tong Yi had no clue to what the Prince had taken as drugs, within a blink the Prince before him was no longer a coward afraid of his death, instead the weakness was reced with defiance. Tong Yi stormed out of the Prince¡¯s hall cursing uncouthly. Soon after he made his way toin tearfully about what happened to Rong Tian, who never even considered the Prince as anything and treated the Royal like a ve. Instead of getting the King to side with him, he found himself reprimanded for his actions. Rong Wang warned him sternly, and since then he dared not appear in the Prince¡¯s quarters. "Don¡¯t tell me, am I going to be trapped here for the rest of my life?" Feng Ming asked as he watched Chiu Lan as she entered the room, bringing his dinner, and he began to frown. Given that he may have a chance to see the nasty Rong Wang again, was good enough to hold onto the thought of serving him two more punches which will sure beat the boredom of being stuck in his room. Ever since their impassioned kiss, Rong Wang approved the status of Feng Ming¡¯s identity, threw him into the Prince¡¯s Halls and left him to peril. Just as he left out another moan, he heard voices outside his chambers announcing an arrival. "Rong Wang, I wish you good health." * When that Cao Cao was on his mind. That Cao Cao really appeared. How amusing this event immediately cheered him up, his body flowing with vigor he covered his mouth quickly, pulling himself together as he held back his joy, before getting up. Rong Wang pushed the doors open and entered in a fashionable manner, quickly confronted by Feng Ming who was pumped with passion to pick a fight, he was lively and glowing standing shorter than the King and close to where he had entered. "Oh, aren¡¯t you lively." He chuckled. Rong Wang paced slowly towards Feng Ming, identifying the alert in the younger man¡¯s eyes; he decided to stop one step short of the Prince. He nced to the sides of the room, and ordered. ¡°Everyone step down, leave us.¡± Everyone, inclusive of Chiu Lan, wordlessly retired, shutting the doors to leave them in privacy. Silence cloaked the room, a strange feeling radiated from that silence, the sudden change in the atmosphere effected Feng Ming he couldn¡¯t help but feel a timid. This Rong Wang isn¡¯t nning to do something to me again¡ Could he? Last time he managed to escape by revealing his true name, perhaps he could offer his three measurements to settle this deal. * There was a deep darkness in the eyes that fixated on Feng Ming. Soon the eyes that held an aura of an oppressive force closed into him. Soon there was a weight that leaned into him which yearned to constrict him. Jestingly, a grin formed on Rong Tian lips, he insincerely feigned his courtesy towards Feng Ming. ¡°His Royal Highness, your humble servant has arrived to wish you well.¡± The King¡¯s breathe blew into his ears, causing him much distress. As Feng Ming moved away, he found himself falling into the hands of Rong Wang. Intorge hands that practiced martial arts, familiar with immobilizing and enforcement, they soon had Feng Ming¡¯s slender wrists effortlessly tied behind the boy¡¯s back. "Hey! You can¡¯t treat a Prince this way!¡± eximed Feng Ming, he red at the man, and was clear of how strong he was. His intentions tond a few punches was better ced aside at this rate. "Hey, Hey¡little Prince ...." He flicked Feng Ming¡¯s Chin towards his face to carefully study it. Being with the Prince for so many years, Rong Tian had already vented his desires on the delicious body. But he never actually stopped to seriously take in the Prince¡¯s appearance. For the first time, he wasn¡¯t looking into the face he despised so he saw what had been there the whole time. Immense beauty, the Prince¡¯s face was attractive, handsome and amazing. The boy¡¯s features enticed admirers to take im, with kisses. Since their memorable kiss that shook his core, Rong Wang could not erase the existence of this imposter Prince from his mind, nor hid him away in the Prince¡¯s quarters. In all his powers, he had ensured that any suspicious individuals within the pce were investigated. However, he could not determine the origins of this Feng Ming or information on his identity. Feng Ming, was a beautiful name in itself. * "Feng Ming ..."the name rolled of his tongue, in an alluring deep voice, bellowing gently on the Prince¡¯s eardrum. Then he ordered. ¡°Call my name.¡± Name? Feng Ming was stupefied and gazed at the Regent King. He did recall that the King had told him his name, however during that moment he was attacked over and over again. And he was hit with that fervent kiss, how was he meant to remember his sted name. . Rong Tian waited silently for a response, his expression change into one not so friendly, firing danger. ¡°What?¡± He prompted. ¡°Did you forget?¡± he used. ¡°Or did you not even try tomit it to memory to begin with?¡± The dial of anger flicked up another notch. The thought of his name being forgotten by this man, added fuel to the fire as his rage was beginning to boil over and there was nothing to stop it. No one had ever acted in this manner,pletely ignoring his importance. Rong Tian¡¯s name, spoken around the eleven countries was already enough to send people trembling in their shoes, hence no other Kings thought of him lightly. ¡°So what if I forget? Seriously, what is the big deal?" protested Feng Ming as he talk back, not knowing he was further adding to the damage done and now was just adding that extra spoon of fuel to the fire. Without noticed, the elegant lips were crushed brutally with a pair of possessive ones. The mouth over his worked to suffocate him during their kiss, his act was how the King wanted to demonstrate the power he had over the younger man. How he could slowly savor the boy however he wanted to enjoy him this was including ravaging Feng Ming¡¯s tongue. It was extremely sweet, the boy¡¯s essence. The excitement from theirst kiss had elicited a crazy desire that was not ordinary it was impossible to suppress. The past few days, Rong Wang craved and thirst for more knowledge of the one in his arms. At this moment, it may be more honorable to review Feng Ming outright. Where their lips locked was numb and the taste stroke a nerve within Rong Wang, firing signals to his crotch. His desires had his member rise almost immediately. It wasn¡¯t the first time he vited the Prince, however this time around there was a new sensation of primal attraction, a passion behind it all. After their vigorous kiss, Rong Wang threw Feng Ming onto the bed, his eyes full of dangerous intent which was on the verge of breaking out. The King was barely able to keep the reigns of control over his needs of his rather ¡®healthy¡¯ body. "Are you aware of what the Prince¡¯s responsibilities are?¡± He asked and hinted as he slowly motioned to remove his offending articles of clothing. "The most important one is to please me." It was just moments before, the couple was deep in their kiss, which had Feng Ming well distracted,Feng Ming barely manage to sit up in bed as he turned his head towards the King¡¯s direction, to only have his eyes met with the strong physique of Rong Wang. He gasped. ¡°What are you doing!?¡± he screamed. In fact he didn¡¯t even need to ask, he already knew when Rong Wang¡¯s next step. Feng Ming forced smile, thoughts shooting through his brain at the speed of light. "Just because I forgot your name, don¡¯t you think you are getting too exited over this matter?" He tried. It seems like telling the King his three measurements wasn¡¯t going to be his escape ticket for the day. Rong Tian finished discarding his clothing, and stood proudly showing his body, stepping ever so closer to Feng Ming. His face was carrying a smile as he chuckled, almost like a hunter homing onto his prey, and that prey had no where to hide. The undeniable havoc in the older man¡¯s eyes sent Feng Ming¡¯s heart beating rapidly. Seeing the King would reach him soon enough, the Prince threw his hands in front of him showing his discontent. ¡°Stop! Stop right there!¡± he yelled. Perhaps there should be some fore y beforehand, a little game of cat and mouse before the main course? Rong Wang paused infront of Feng Ming¡¯s eyes which were riddled with dread. "What is it?" Yung Wang raised his eyebrows hoping for the fine suggestion of a game. Am I to lose my virginity today? On top of that, losing it to a man? Feng Ming understood there was no way he¡¯d win and weasel his way out of this by picking a fist fight with the King, if he doesn¡¯t even put up a case of resistance, he was consequently going to be raped by this man. He would be the butt of all jokes in the Pce the next day for sure. I am a modern man and modern men should be smarter than the ancient folks, right? What can I do in my ability that can out smart him? Whilst conjuring up options, Feng Ming kept the King¡¯s movements under close observation, just incase he decides to pounce on him unannounced. His neurons working a hard sweat, trying to remember what he has seen before that may help him, but this was dominated by images of David versus Goliath. What was the best way to deter a man, when he wants ¡®that¡¯? On the side, Rong Tian had already lost hisst strand of patience, as he stood butt naked in front of Feng Ming, it was better to be stripping the boy and having him in his arms so he could ravage him. ¡°Come, we can get more intimate,¡± The King stepped forwards, determined to strip away the obstructing heavy garments the Prince wore. Upon the contact of the man¡¯s hand on his skin, Feng Ming shrank back as if he was burnt and cried out. "I got it! I know now!¡± His cry was ecstatic, his outburst brimmed his face with joy he was practically dancing. Taken aback Rong Tian stopped in his tracks, and asked curiously, ¡°Whates to mind?¡± "I can¡¯t tell you, not a word!" Feng Ming giggled for a while, but restrained himself as he couldn¡¯t reveal his master n. So he changed his joy into a sullen seriousness and sternly looked at the King. "You said my job is to please you, correct?" "Yes, with your body ...." bluntly returned. "No, no, pleasing people with one¡¯s body is toomon! How about I use another way to pleasure you?" he opted. "With something else?" Rong Tian was aching to have Feng Ming. ¡°Your mouth?¡± "No!" He eximed, seriously was that all he thought about? Feng Ming inwardly cursed the King who was only filled with lust and other dirty things. Instead, brushing off the King, heughed. ¡°Have you heard of One thousand and One Nights?¡± the Prince asked. "No." disinterested. "That''s good then. Well, let¡¯s say I am a princess, and you''re an evil King that marries a bride every day to only have her beheaded the next morning. From now on, I would tell you a story every day¡before I finish you can¡¯t¡¡± As excited as Feng Ming was setting the terms out of his deal he was never able to finish it. Owing to the fact, Rong Tian could not control his needs, and smothered the lips ferociously that refused open under his pressure. Chapter Volume 1 6 Chapter SIX Tranted by Sookybabi @ Livejournal ------ ------- ---- ------- ---- This is for Mr. PanPan hope you get a nice tank in fish heaven. Earlier than expected because I was feeling glum so I filled it in with some tranting. -------- ----- ---- ---- **Whoops** Completely forgot to mention this: Congee = Rice gruel = Rice porridge. Usually, drank when you are sick. But can be tasty when you add some meatstuff to it. ----- ---- --- -- --- -- --- --- ---- Feng Ming was ambushed by a momentous pressure, stripping his voice from being heard. He became passive, as lips locked, teeth knocked and tongues entwined. The atmosphere around the pair, immediately heated full of sticky excitement. ¡°It¡¯s been a good few days since I¡¯ve touched you¡¡± Rong Wang¡¯s voice was deep and sensual, which toke an instant for his intentions to be clearly exposed to Feng Ming. The younger man had initially threatened the other with his most vicious re he could offer but in the moment of his attack he was lost, and only could manage to look stumped into therge handsome face before his eyes. That handsome face was also painted with a determination to win, with no hint of hesitation. Everything that was in his reach, as long as he wanted it, would easily be his. ¡°Nnhh¡Nnhhhh¡Hey, you¡¡± Don¡¯t tell me I¡¯m going to lose my virginity now? rms rang in the Prince¡¯s brain, his body tried to fight back the impending force. Rong Tian¡¯s tongue vition intensified within his mouth, flirting with the boy as if he had taken im on the body. What can I do!? His brain was aplete mush of an uproar. Given his current circumstance, pinned down with no where to go Feng Ming¡¯s survival instincts could only conjure a n to attack the unguarded soft tissue. His defense called for desperate measures, he practically put his n forth as he prepared to mp shut on a bloody attack targeting Rong Tian¡¯s wondering muscle. This long and intense kiss would allow him to catch his attacker off guard, would he actually seed with his calcted heartless strike? Sadly for Feng Ming, Rong Tian by now had veteran¡¯s experience, upon the sudden movement in Feng Ming¡¯s jaw there was a disturbing glint in the King¡¯s set of dark eyes. It was a close call, sensing death the foreign tongue darted out of the cavity that could have lead to his demise. "You want to bite me?" Rong Tian raised his eyebrow, before hit by the sight gushing trail of blood from Feng Ming¡¯s swollen lips, color drained from Rong Tian¡¯s face. Hisrge hands snatched up Feng Ming¡¯s cor and along with it a limp body and roared angrily. ¡°You¡¯re actuallymitting suicide?¡± he raged. Compared with the precious Prince, although sharing the same beautiful face, Feng Ming was extremely stubborn and unyielding. ¡°Somebodye! Call the Royal Healers!¡± Dark red blood still streamed out like it wasing from a faucet, Rong Wang pulled violently at the Prince¡¯s robesmanding the near unconscious body fiercely. ¡°You aren¡¯t going to kill yourself! Do you hear me?! I haven¡¯t given you permission to die.¡± My tongue hurts, I didn¡¯t severe it did I? Feng Ming was worried about that problem but at least he happy managed to retreat from Rong Tian¡¯s advance one more time. A thousand and one nights was an epic fail, and now he was going to reap the rewards of his n to severe a tongue, although he didn¡¯t get Rong Tian¡¯s he wascent with his small achievement of evading the man. He wasn¡¯t going to clear up what happened to the King, it was his own misunderstanding. It was all because Rong Tian managed to suddenly react to his strike that he ended up identally injuring his own tongue. Royal Physicians rushed in within moments of the King¡¯s angry outburst, after treatment and dressing on his wound, Rong Tian was sour and lost interest. It was a sess, tonight finally ended with Feng Ming¡¯s escape. Coming at a cost, with his tongue heavily bandaged and throbbing painfully in his mouth, all he could do was closed his eyes obediently for rest. ------ ----- ----- ----- ---- The next day, news of the Prince¡¯s tongue being gravely injured by a bite spread like wildfire across the pce. Officially the injury was the result of the stupid Prince biting himself whilst chewing his food. Privately between the servants and gossipers, it only aroused rumors on what drugs the Prince was on to have refused the King¡¯s demands, what disobedience had warranted Rong Tian reprimanding him by biting his tongue into a bloody mess and sent his tears pouring. The stories weaved around the event were colorful but no one could contest as a witness. Rong Tian was not yet aware of the ridiculous rumors spinning around the Pce. Feng Ming¡¯s movest night, uncapped the cork and hepletely lost his calm. Whether it was a male or female, he had never been confronted by someone who was so willing to choose death than to be ravaged by him. He had a powerful status, talent with the sword and literature and gifted with an extraordinarily handsome face, who would refused to be under him tossing and turning and sharing his bed sheets in pleasure? There were those who feared his abilities, but more of those who were vain and greedy who bring themselves to him. Last night, the obviously fake Prince/assassin had bit his tongue without the slightest hesitation to attempt to end his life. The sight of the warm liquid from Feng Ming¡¯s lips tipped him, he was genuinely furious, probably the most he has ever been in his life. Originally, he would have punished him through a thorough beating and in everyway vite the boy, ravaging his needy desires until Feng Ming would submit to him and learn that he could never disobey his orders. The pair of strong-willed eyes that red at him, even through the pain of nearly severing his tongue had remained fearless and vindictive. It was like being starred at by a juvenile leopard of the wild. This unswerving determination, yet fragile beauty was an unfathomable fusion. Rong Tian was clear, that Feng Ming was still growing the person before him was just an immense masterpiece waiting to be fully fledged beauty. After spending more than half a night thinking over the matter, Rong Tian decided not to use his initial technique to approach his little assassin Prince. How did normal people treat each other? This situation was almost like a manager in human resources organizing workers. With a few new ideas and game ns, the next morning the King immediately headed off to the Prince¡¯s Quarters. In the centre of the Prince¡¯s bedchambers, Feng Ming was under close observation of his maidservants. They surrounded him as he woke up from slumber. The Prince before them had grown a backbone out of no where, had the nerve to resist the King and for that he had been given his cruel punishment. This was earning respect that had never been issued to the previous Prince who could only weep weakly under Rong Tian¡¯s body. :¡±You Royal Highness, Prince should get up.¡± Chiu Lan his trusty head servant swooped down to help lift Feng Ming up. ¡°Ah¡?¡± His tongue was terribly swollen, doing his best to ignore the pain and say a few disconnected words. ¡°Tai Yi has advised us that you are not permitted to eat, you can drink in congee, and after two days you can consume fruits and vegetables.¡± * Lukewarm congee was served. All the pairs of eyes that was fixated on his fragile form remained stumped to how the usual mouse-like timid Prince, could pose a threat to the King and what prompted this drastic change to his temperament? As soon as Feng Ming had a spoonful of the tepid rice porridge in his mouth, he shrieked at the pain that shot up from his wound. His face bunching up to the pain, and he frowned, drawing in quick sessive breathes to control and ease his suffering. Damn it! This is the King¡¯s fault! The resentful train of thoughts continued until they were interrupted by an arrival. ¡°Rong Wang, I wish you good health,¡± who it was immediately reached Feng Ming¡¯s functioning ears. Speak of Cao Cao, and he arrives every time! An energetic and graceful Rong Tian was a rare sight first thing in the morning within the Prince¡¯s confines. He was extravagant, presenting himself in his court robes and heavy boots. The King¡¯s overwhelming stature was evident and he radiated virtue. He was a handsome man with strong vigor. If he was born in Feng Ming¡¯s day and age, how many girls would mesmerized by him and swoon over him like crazy bitches in heat. Feng Ming watched as Rong Wang approached him, a distasteful sourness welled from his mouth just upon the sight of the man. What kind of crap luck is this? It was alright that I had to put up with a Cao Cao, but to encounter one that has superstar status was just insane. Rong Wang abruptly paused directly in front of Feng Ming, those well toned arms wanted to pull the smaller man into a tight embrace and smoother those lips with his own. But he suddenly reminded himself of the life endangering resolution the little assassin had made, putting aside their bedside ying manners, he casually asked, ¡°Has your tongue healed a bit?¡± ¡°Does it still hurt?¡± he sounded sincere. Feng Ming remained in silence, he didn¡¯t want to speak. Rong Tian averted his face slightly, looking at had Feng Ming¡¯s mouth had lit a me inside him. The younger man¡¯s injured mouth, and the fact that he had disgracefully rejected on his sexual advances sent him rearranging his morals. His first time seeing the imposter in daylight, triggered the thoughts of how charming and intelligent he waspared to the original, by hundred folds, additionally, the pair of strong willed eyes full of unparalleled beauty. To evenpare Feng Ming to the original Crowned Price was sphemy, pure injustice. During this moment, all Rong Tian wanted to do was to spend his day in the Prince¡¯s quarters, so he could spend a whole day just to look into those pair of dignified eyes, just to see what crazy antics the boy could get up to. Unfortunately, the country of Xi Rei had numerous pending important issues waiting for him to deal with. "I''ll be leaving to discuss official business, behave yourself and don¡¯t stir up more trouble." Rong Tian cautioned. Rong Wang had sat down opposite to the Prince, and stared at him intently for a long time, before finally standing up to take his leave. He was quite reluctant to part before proiming ¡°I wille and see you again tonight.¡± What?! AGAIN? Hearing the self invitation, Feng Ming¡¯s eyes immediately dted shooting a death re aimed at the King. Firstly, you threaten and interrogate me just for my name. On the second you make me bit my tongue, and the third time¡do you need me to brandish a knife to castrate myself to keep my virginity, right? This disturbing line of thought even gave Feng Ming a bout of shivers. Rong Wang sensed the thoughts trailing in the Prince¡¯s mind, perhaps it was because his emotion was clearly painted on his face. The Regent King chuckled. Deciding at that very moment he would detached how he treated the ¡°original¡± Prince to this Prince and treat him as a separate person. The malice he had preciously used and his forcefulness towards Feng Ming dissolved. He was in a good mood, and in a surprisingly gentle voice he offered. ¡°No need to be scared, I¡¯m not forcing you tonight.¡± After he finished, he nodded lightly as if confirming his agreement before leaving. Aside from Feng Ming, even his servants werepletely stumped by the sudden show of good will and puzzling wind change to the King¡¯s attitude. Today, it was the Regent King who was exceedingly strange. Everything started with the peculiar changes in manners with the Prince, and now this craziness had jumped onto their most feared idol. Even though, Feng Ming was extremely unweing to the idea of the King giving him a booty call he knew he could do not prevent it. There was nothing that could be done, considering who decided Rong Tian was the ruler of Xi Rei? When the night fell, sure enough upheld his words and came. "I only finished up my official court duties, I haven¡¯t had a proper meal throughout, I will dine here.¡± As soon as he made his appearance, he hard turned to the servants quickly to give his order. . Do I have to eat with this guy? Feng Ming believed he wouldn¡¯t be able to stomach the food in his presence, any signs of appetitepletely waned. He slumped down,pletely dispirited. Rong Wang instead of taking offense he smirked at Feng Ming¡¯s honesty, the young man not hiding his difort and distaste of being apanied by him. How could someone so expressive be an assassin, he¡¯d be a dud in terms of hiding emotion. Perhaps the only reason he was picked was redited to his uncanny resemnce to the real Prince. ¡°Why? Don¡¯t you want to dine with me?¡± The King didn¡¯t understand how, but just sitting with Feng Ming plucked his heart strings, he felt carefree. It might have being the demanding matters he had to deal with all day, wringing out all the energy he had, but Rong Tian believed he found an interesting source of refreshment from all his fatigue. He practically had to firmly grasp Feng Ming and force him to sit at the dinner table. Rong Wang was very interested in savoring the delectable food the highly skilled Royal Kitchen had prepared. "This dish here of chopped green onion and duck pastry is made with a young duck of 2 months which is separated into a clean cage, nothing to fed nothing but a bowl of marinating sauces. Allowing the juices to naturally seep into the meat before it is prepared by lightly frying it in a mixture of flour and green onions. It is a rare delicacy and the taste is distinctive and unique¡± Although, Rong Tian was clear on the fact that Feng Ming had been handed strict rules to only drink porridge, he none the less could not resist ying with the imposter. Sitting cruelly to describe dishes before him and exining how it was prepared. Worst of all he entailed how each of them tasted. Feng Ming with his belly full of dull repetitive meal of rice gruel, only smell the aroma of the tasty looking duck in front him. He could not help to turn and stare, knowing he won¡¯t be eating any of it any time soon as he could only painstakingly swallow his saliva. Catching the younger man¡¯s reaction, Rong Wang let out an audible heartyugh, his eyes infatuated with the cute manner the boy conducted himself, as he was providing more than just a momentary muse for the King. From the inside and outside of the Prince¡¯s hall, servants stood shell shocked with what they heard. The usual solemn Regent King had suddenly burst outughing. Hearing Rong Wang¡¯sugh ridicule him, inmed the temperature gauge in Feng Ming. Stirring the fire of endless hatred, all he could do was so re angrily at the Cao Cao with his eyes wide and as threatening as he could. Considering his disy of displeasure was bing regr after travelling through the stupid time portal, his eye widening exercises to send out death res was used at least ten times a day, and nearly all of them are directed to the one responsible and sitting in front of him. Chapter Volume 1 7 The flirtatious expression Feng Ming was showing Rong Wang made his heart thump harder, distracting him from hisughter as he brought his demonstration to a halt. The King¡¯s dark serious eyes hinted at admiration and appreciation as itshed at Feng Ming. Although Feng Ming was a man, he couldn¡¯t help but to blush under the inescapable gaze that held him, especially when those eyes were framed by such a powerful and handsome face. The fact that the same set of eyes, had previously inspected every inch of his body including his most private parts, as well as the tell tale marks scattered ubiquitously across his skin, his heart started to rapidly beat. "Feng Ming." The face before him called out. ¡°Ah!¡± by the time the Prince heard his name, the man scared him as he was practically next to him. ¡°What¡¡± his injured mouth managed. The King suddenly smacked his chest loudly, and asked in a frightening tone. ¡°Do you remember what my name is?¡± ¡°A-ahh¡¡± hesitation was clear. Seriously, that¡¯s the worst question that Feng Ming could hear from this mad man¡¯s mouth. Consideringst time when he failed to provide and answer he provoked a rage which left to in his current miserable state. Feng Ming bit his lower lip as he racked the brain cells that were still functioning to draw out an answer. ¡°Unn¡Rong¡± who was he kidding? ¡°Rong¡¡± Feng Ming cast a quick nce to see the Rong Wang¡¯s reaction. Please God, do not make me pull out a knife to castrate myself. As expected, he doesn¡¯t even remember my name. Rong Wang¡¯s long narrow eyebrows knitted together in irritation. ¡°I¡¯ll repeat it, my name is Rong Tian,¡± he coldly said. ¡°If you forget again, I will punish you.¡± Feng Ming chanted the name as if it was of holy importance. Rong Tian, Rong Tian¡ I better not forget or this guy will go insane. He repeated the two words in an endless loop in his mind just for good measure. It was obvious what was ticking in the Prince¡¯s brain, and his action undoubtedly made Rong Wang satisfied. The icy stern face broke into a warm smile. One could describe the change with spring flowers breaking through the ice of winter. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes were fixated,pletely arrested by the smile presented to him from the evil Cao Cao. Even the devil could look this good when he grinned. If he really was from Feng Ming¡¯s day and age he would be apletedy killer, milking the cash flow being one hell of a gigolo. "Feng Ming, let¡¯s have a talk." Rong Wang sat beside him, his eyes glued onto the imposter. How should I treat this little assassin? He was obviously an assassin, and following protocol Rong Tian should have thrown him into a filthy dungeon to be tortured. However, when one set eyes on such a lovely appearance and be infected with his rather yful personality, they would conclude how pitiful it would be to destroy him. Was this attractiveness just an act, his specialty as an assassin? Perhaps this imposter wasn¡¯t as simple as he presented himself to be? This might be his guise, weaving an intricate character to keep. Staying alive within the enemies hold and gradually infiltrate and steal their intelligence. It was better to recruit such a cunning little fox onto his side. "Talk¡about¡¡± his tongue was stinging with each effort to talk. ¡°What?...¡± Feng Ming yawned, his wordsing out in a mumble his incoherent words sounded ridiculous as if he was a child reciting anguage he had just learnt. Should he try and get rid of his unwanted visitor? Feng Ming¡¯s heart was in a conflict. Being confined to the Prince¡¯s Hall was utterly a blow to the brain,pared to endless boredom; even this devil offered a refreshing change. However, this Cao Cao went overboard with provoking Feng Ming, he wasn¡¯t sure whether he would be able to handle what woulde next. Is it better to be bored to death? Or be irritated to beyond measure? Whatever, considering I won¡¯t be able to run off any where with out him pouncing on me. His only option was to take it as ites. Coincidentally, they both made up their minds, and in that instant their eyes met, both determined with their decision as each elicited a sneer. Feng Ming was unsettled by the Cao Cao¡¯s enigmatic smile as if there was a message behind it that he could not decipher. This put him on alert. Rong Wang was intrigued by the smile across the little assassin¡¯s face, interested to the reason behind it. ¡°Feng Ming, where were you born?¡± He asked shifting their staring contest back to a conversation. ¡°This ..." Feng Ming didn¡¯t want to be misunderstood through his mumblings so instead he taped the floorboards under his feet.. "You still refuse to concede that you are an assassin?" he threatened. "I¡in¡fact¡ah¡¡± he stuttered whilst trying to work his wind around the lump in his mouth. ¡°The¡son¡± it was chaos, impossible toprehend what he was trying to say. Rong Wang ended up observing Feng Ming as the younger man frantically attempted to use signnguage waving his hands and arms to illustrate his words. With a forced smile the King returned his gestures. ¡°Well, I understand, you say you are the Prince and not an imposter, correct?¡± Feng Ming nodded enthusiastically. ¡°You im that you actually feel into the water, half drowned yourself and when you woke up your memories had disappeared, and instead you gave yourself a new name. Feng Ming, right?¡± Feng Ming shook his head in agreement, before giving the King a thumb up. Rong Tian did not have a clue what sticking up one¡¯s thumb meant but he could feel Feng Ming was praising his trantion progress. ¡°I¡¯m still not buying your story, its simply all lies. I¡¯ve decided that you are a spy! In Xi Rei spies are put to death by fire,¡± their easygoing conversation took a sudden change of pace as the look on Rong Wang¡¯s face scorned. WHAT? In disbelief of the cyclic usations against him Feng Ming''s eyes, widened, and without a blink stared bewildered at the King. Rong Wang over looked the unpleasant look he was getting andughed out loud. ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, you only have to answer a few questions, you will only need to nod or shake your head to answer me, then I can determine whether you are or aren¡¯t a spy.¡± The eyes that red at him, rxed and blinked as if he agreed to another interrogation. ¡°Can you fight with a sword?¡± Feng Ming shook his head. Rong Wang replied coldly, ¡°The Prince has been trained in sword arts by the martial art masters in the pce since childhood, if you are the Prince, how can you not fend with a sword?¡± To his own defense Feng Ming murmured, ¡°Mmh¡I-¡mm can¡¯t-¡°this was absurd, he was obviously trying to corner me until I give him what he wants to hear! Once again he gave his silent lecture, waving his arms crazily exining to the thick headed man his condition. "Oh, so every single part of your life before your fall you¡¯vepletely lost all knowledge of?" he didn¡¯t sound impressed, but Feng Ming immediately gave affirmation by nodding. ¡°Can you remember the person you loved the most?¡± The question threw him off, what kind of question was this? Feng Ming scratched his head, nodding his head slightly before changing it into a shake. ¡°Is that a yes or a no?¡± the King asked sternly. Feng Ming hesitated, but his eyes lit up with an idea as he nodded to confirm his position on the question. ¡°You can? Then who was the person you loved?¡± he demanded impatiently. "Ah. ... King...ahh¡nnnhhh,¡± he purposely muttered. Rong Wang stared at him for his response but suddenlyughed, ¡°I give you credit for not being entirely stupid, you seem to know a trick or two. Of coarse every one knows, that one could only endlessly love their own parents.¡± He managed to pass this part of the trial, Feng Ming beamed triumphantly whilst making incoherent noises of his satisfaction. ¡°However,¡± he swerved back to the topic, his eyes shed his cunningness. ¡°What are the names of your father and mother?¡± Feng Ming was blindsided, he inwardly cursed. He didn¡¯t even know the name of the Prince, where was he going to pull the names of the Prince¡¯s parents out from. Even the maids that served him in his quarters had not even used names when he had brought the topic up. Rong Wang knew from the beginning there would be no answer to his question, but he had caught the rabbit, he just wanted to see his prey squirm under his malicious treatment. Watching Feng Ming¡¯s distress was rather enjoyable. Interjecting before Feng Ming could mumble the king replied in his stead. ¡°I know, I understand that you fell into the river and you¡¯ve washed up like a nk piece of paper, yes?¡± Sparing Feng Ming, the younger man nodded. The questions that followed were answered with a muddle expressions, it was aplete shamble. One would either think he was an borate story teller or aplete madman. Rong Wang did not care much about the answers he received, but during his more civil second round of interrogation he could an answer to his questions. He had two conclusions, firstly, no matter how desperate Feng Ming¡¯s im was he was not the Prince, secondly, he could not be a spy spent by the country¡¯s enemies. There was no sane spy that would infiltrate Xi Rei with no basic knowledge of the country. So where did this strange young mane from? The two continued long into the night, with one asking and one doing his best to answer. Feng Ming was lively and lovable, his appearance was alluring, the more Rong Wang was with him the more he felt a strange connection. His heart couldn¡¯t help but lower the barriers to bask in the delight of their conversation. With a chuckle, Rong Wang had another sly plot. ¡°Since you have lost your memories of Xi Rei, it is necessary that I, the Regent King take the responsibility to restore the knowledge to you, my little Prince.¡± He smirked smugly. ¡°From today onwards I will teach you everything that you¡¯ve forgotten, from etiquette within the Royal courts to every other matter that is important.¡± Teaching me? Etiquette and more?? The expression on Feng Ming¡¯s face was if, the King had a huge ruler that smacked him across his head. All Feng Ming saw in his mind were stars dancing around in a dizzy spell. The handsome features on the King¡¯s face frowned strictly, as if he was sternly talking to a child in front of him. ¡°Disobedience will be punished, you should remember.¡± He intimidated. It was true¡he was in for it now. Feng Ming¡¯s head bowed down in disbelief, his jaw wide open as he muttered and cursed his bad luck, this Prince wasn¡¯t going to get a break at all. "Tonight¡¯s lesson will be the first on etiquette. I will teach you how to bid someone good night.¡± ¡°When you leave your subjects in the Royal courts, there will be important figure heads and officials. Whom you need to express to them your confidence and trust¡± ¡°You will need to kiss them on the lips.¡± You are kidding me! Are you trying to take advantage of me? Feng Ming¡¯srge eyes nearly popped, as they strained themselves staring scornfully at the King¡¯s face. Witnessing the little assassin¡¯s signature expression only issued a fit ofughter deep from Rong Tian¡¯s stomach. In all seriousness, he spoke again and this time he wasn¡¯t toying with the younger man. "Your etiquette is in the most need of attention, and it is an important factor if you were the Prince, if you can¡¯t even tolerate learning, You will be easily spotted as an imposter, and treated as a spy.¡± And spies are to be burnt until crispy. Feng Ming finished off the sentence for the King in his mind. After all, the real intention of this gloating maniac was trying to use his power, to threaten a goodnight kiss from Feng Ming. Should I surrender myself, just this once? Before he could draw a conclusion, the shifty bastard already approached him, closing in their proximity. The other¡¯s warm breath brushed across his cheeks, tickling him gently. Rong Tian did not dy his assault, as his tongue flicked across Feng Ming¡¯s sensitive lips, gentling enticing him with his wet touch. Their kiss was missing the violence that their previous two encounters held. Rong Tian was even sincere as he toke in ount the injury within the younger man¡¯s mouth and did not push to attack him there. Being engulfed by such a masculine beast that intoxicated him with his deadly kiss, Feng Ming began to feel light headed. Compared with teaching Feng Ming etiquette, Rong Wang was probably more suited to teach him the art of kissing. For the Regent King, their meeting had concluded in passionate kiss, although he hadpletely fought to restrain himself, he left with a strong taste of sweetness in his mouth. Chapter Volume 1 8 Important notes: Chinese calligraphy/Brush writing: Chinese brush writing was one of the earliest developments by the Chinese. They also invented paper! In ancient China one¡¯s writing was often also considered an art form. How well you wrote reflected your teachings as well as your artistry. Commonly, the brush tip was derived from feathers or animal hair. ------- --- Since their engaging conversation, Rong Wang became a regr visitor to the Prince¡¯s quarters. Inparison to humiliating and torturing the worthless Prince through the darkness of the night, Rong Wang had a new found joy just watching the peculiar Feng Ming during the light of day, the new Prince proved to be more interesting with each moment. The lessons given on court proceedings and etiquette were genuinely a messy affair. Rong Wang¡¯s teachings were entwined with actions a ruler should not mix in with serious business. This was the countless kisses the King had selfishly implemented on Feng Ming as an ongoing requirement. ¡°A kiss when we meet, before I leave, before you speak, before a meal if we are sharing a table and before you sleep.¡± Feng Ming brows narrowed in irritation and he counted the orders with his fingers. His tongue had gradually healed over the days where he could articte himself again in every aspect even asionally answering back to the Regent King. However, he was aware of these endless kisses that were demanded from him was just utter nonsense. For the sake of not driving Rong Wang into another fit of rage heplied. To avoid another episode of ¡°shedding of blood¡± it was the best idea to let Rong Wang take his underhanded advantages over him. Considering they were both male, it was hard to tell which party was more disadvantaged. Rong Wang was certainly not satisfied with just simple kisses, but the thought of Feng Ming¡¯s defiance and unyielding res and the fact the boy would rather sacrifice his life left the King feeling scrupulous. Both had their minds set in their individual actions for now which allowed them to bepatible for moment being. ¡°How am I going to manage these kisses, I fear my mouth is still quite swollen, s¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯srge eyes darted firmly onto Rong Wang hoping he buy in an excuse. His death re was closely followed with a sigh, pretending as if he was the one at a lost for their intimacy. Rong Tian was at the desk writing, upon hearing Feng Ming¡¯s exaggerated sigh he ced down his writing brush and offered. ¡°Don¡¯t put up this act, you¡¯ve already stalled for days, you have to write.¡± Regardless with Feng Ming¡¯s wishes, Rong Tian was determined to have him continue the original Prince¡¯s lifestyle and this was inclusive of mimicking the Prince¡¯s writing. Feng Ming was unwilling to take up the brush. King Rong extended the brush he had briefly dipped in ink, in front of Feng Ming. The Prince eyed the brush in front of him with oddly and spun his face towards the King. "Let¡¯s do this instead, how about I tell you another funny story, it¡¯s called Alibaba and..." he tried before he was cut short. Taking no heed of the storytelling, Rong Wang forcibly ced the brush into the slender hands and issued him a warning with his deadly eyes. Feng Ming looked at the brush in his hand and tried his one sided bargaining once more. ¡°How about this, you write and demonstrate for me and for each word I¡¯ll give you a kiss in return.¡± Feng Ming dug as low as to y the card of sacrificing his sex appeal. The Prince¡¯s wager had no appeal to Rong Wang who could easily obtain the Prince¡¯s lips with other means the bargaining chip only made the King¡¯s expression darken by a few folds. Feng Ming wide eyes fixated on the older man for a response, he finally gritted his teeth and surrendered. ¡°Alright! I¡¯ll write!¡± he dered with much frustration before issuing Rong Tian a warning, clearly stating the following words. ¡°You aren¡¯t allowed to be ashamed once you look!¡± Walking with a renewed air of dignity he walked confidently towards the study desk, and with his wet brush in hand he drew several strokes. They started off fast, neat and coherent and by the time he finished he gave arge heave to show hispletion and unceremoniously dropped the brush off to the side. Hinting to Rong Wang toe and admire his work. The King found the sudden surge of might in the boy rather surprising, so he immediately made his way for the inspection. After absorbing what had been written, the sightpletely reeled Rong Tian back a step in astonishment. ¡°How is it? Aren¡¯t you ashamed of my skill?¡± pressed Feng Ming who was pleased with himself considering he had warned the King. ¡°For what reason should I be?¡± the Rong Tian asked. ¡°As the Regent King, aren¡¯t you ashamed that the Crowned Prince¡¯s ugly writing? A dog could even do better!¡± he eximed, a little confused to the man¡¯s reaction. This irritated Feng Ming and he let at an animalistic outburst, after the release he calmed down. He stopped and said coldly, ¡°Considering I¡¯ve lost my memories, I¡¯ve got no need to pen anything down. That¡¯s right! From now on don¡¯t force me to write anything I can only use a biro pen!¡± He let slip his frustrations before he roughly settled himself into a chair and helped himself to a cup of tea. Rong Wang finally took action, moving forwards to the sitting Feng Ming and brashly hauled him up by his cor. "You reckless brat, you dare to tease me?" he spat gingerly into the Prince¡¯s ears. "Let go! I can¡¯t breathe!" proimed the younger man as he struggled in the vice hold. "I''ll teach you." The King chided his voice showing no mercy. "You ... mmm ..." all protest was smothered. His body was quickly ensnared within the older man¡¯s limbs. Soon his tongue was entangled with the King¡¯s and engaged in an intense fight within his mouth. The battle was wild and intense but both side gradually seeped into a more sweet connection, as the viciousness dissipated into luscious sucking of lust filled lips. When their lips parted, they left each other panting and short of breath their chests heaved in unison. Feng Ming whipped his face away from the King¡¯s his cheeks blushed a deep crimson. Bastard, if this continues on, even a handsome man like me would turn gay, and if I turn gay I¡¯d most likely be allocated on the receiving end! That¡¯s not worth it! Looking at how things are turning out, if I take the first strike to set who is the thrower, I should be the one to top Rong Wang. That thought lead to a smile that crept along Feng Ming¡¯s lips. ---- At the same time, Rong Tian noticed Feng Ming¡¯s flushed face. He had him where he wanted him. His blushing deep red Rong Tianughed inwardly. This little brat will soon be obediently pinned under his body begging for pleasure. Images of a ravaged and tamed Feng Ming flickered into the King¡¯s thoughts he couldn¡¯t help a smile that stretched across his own lips. As the two sets of eyes finally made contact, they had both noticed the weird smile that was nted on each others mouths and each person had their own interpretation. Feng Ming¡¯s smile is growing sweeter by the day. Perhaps he has gradually grown to love me. That was wishful thinking on the King¡¯s behalf. His opponent was on alert. Rong Wang, this bastard is smiling evilly again. I have to be careful and not let him top me. ------------------------------- The days that followed their silent confrontation could not be considered bad at all. The fighters at both ends continued to look forward to their sweet victory over each other. Rong Tian had backed off from trying to force Feng Ming into the tedious task of Chinese calligraphy and Feng Ming didn¡¯t have a chance to carry out his n to assert himself onto a ¡°top¡± position over the King. ¡°Your Royal Highness, this is a tter of fruit that has been freshly delivered by the order of Rong Wang.¡± The beautiful pet being raised within the pce, should be treated like this right? Boring, Boring, Boring! The same senseless routine was getting old Feng Ming was going to drive his head against a wall sometime soon. ¡°Chiu Lan, I want to go outside for a stroll,¡± Feng Ming stated a matter-of-factly. Chiu Lan whisked her head quickly towards the pce guards sent to guard the Prince¡¯s doors. ¡°But by the orders of Rong Wang, the Prince is not permitted to leave his quarters.¡± It almost sounded like a silent plea. "Humph!" Feng Ming red at Chiu Lan momentarily, knowing he couldn¡¯t entirely shift the me of his prison on her. . He wasn¡¯t aware that this signature res at his maid servant only effect was to lead her blushing and sent her heart racing. It was apletely empty threatening tool towards her. ¡°Argh! I am so bored my brain is going to melt!¡± Feng Ming suddenly unleashed another round of screaming, creating a stir as his attendants jumped in reaction to their surprised. Even the guards that stood at the doors where alerted by the scream, drawing their swords out and looked around nervously. "What are you raging about? The whole Pce can hear you outside,¡± entered a timely King, who had entered from behind. Feng Ming immediately turned and with a slender finger usingly pointed at Rong Wang¡¯s nose. ¡°I¡¯m warning you, if you keep boring the living daylight out of me, I will die! Certainly croak it right here! So if you want another kissing partner to your beck and call go and employ someone else understood?¡± To the Prince¡¯s ratherical threats, Rong Wang could only lightly chuckle, the strict muscles of the contours of his expression immediately rxed. ¡°So you are bored to the point of breaking down, then how about I take you out for a horse ride, sounds good right?¡± ¡°Horse?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes light up, but then a suspicious light lit up within. ¡°On what conditions?¡± he demanded, knowing that there was never an easy deal with Rong Tian. "What can you exchange for it?" countered the King. "Well, I can tell you a story, about the Mermaid Princess ...." Feng Ming started. Feng Ming¡¯s story was cut off abruptly, forever untold as the voice remained trapped in his throat when the King¡¯s mouth knocked him with a kiss. ¡°Did you know? Every time you kiss, you like to keep your eyes open, to look at my face at close range.¡± Rong Wang absorbed the sweetness before him, during their break to regain their breathe he took the liberty to answer Feng Ming¡¯s question in a low voice. ¡°That¡¯s in order to be able to watch whether your lust has reached your brain and set it alit in a fever, yet to have you try and resist and fight against it¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes were at their usual wide capacity as he stared dumbfounded at the response. ¡°That¡¯s settled then, I¡¯ll take you for a ride,¡± he released the younger man from his hold to allow him to catch his breath. ¡°Provided that¡the Prince will allow his humble servant, to personally assist you in changing into your riding garments.¡± Rong Wang was mocking him with his tone and at the same time the voice was employing a rich maism hinting at something more scandalous. ¡°You pervert!¡± He cried abashed, before submitting to the ridiculous condition anything was better than melted brain on the floor. He whispered, ¡°All right deal is settled.¡± In the inner chamber, the King ordered all the servants to step down leaving the pair alone in the quarters which allowed him to strip the offending items of clothing off Feng Ming as he pleased. The slim and slender body was exposed in front of him. Rong Tian would have never fathom the day he would be captivated by the mere sight of this perfect body, which was sending his stomach into knots and his mouth dry. "Hey, don¡¯t just gawk at me!" Feng Ming scared frightened by the ominous look he was receiving from therger man, his heart beats began to hammer quicker from the fear that Rong Tian might try to attack him. Based on strength, Feng Ming was on a clear disadvantage. Rong Wang¡¯splexion developed a strange glow for a long while, and he was sure taking his sweet changing the riding garments for Feng Ming. "Don¡¯t you dare molest me!¡± shrieked the Prince. "Feng Ming your skin is nice and smooth as silk." "Of course!¡± ¡°Hmph!¡± ¡°However, don¡¯t you grope me!¡± he warned the wandering hands. His Royal Highness and the Regent King spent a good hour in the inner chamber just to change. By the time the Prince appeared, his face was painted scarlet with matching beaming red ears. An updated newssh of the Prince¡¯s development quickly travelled throughout the Pce. Chapter Volume 1 9 Terminology: Chinese names In Chinese names, the surnamees first followed by the given name. In formalities one would address another by their surname followed by their ranking/position/upation. The given names are only used by people close to you. The (Seven) Warring States Period: 475 BC- 221 BC, Ancient China was separated into 7 major states, which were continuously at war with each other. During this period, Agriculture, industry, economy, weapons and technology flourished. So did the legacy of war tactics written by tacticians of that time from that era which are still respected and studied in this age. This was aplete mess for the country itself, there was no time to develop the societies and culture until the next period of Ancient China were unification was beginning. Tang Dynasty 618-907 A.D. The Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous era for the Ancient Chinese empire; flourishing culture in the form of Arts. It was a period of progress and stability. --- --- --- -- -- --- -- -- -- -- -- --- Updated map of countries mentioned so far. Key: Magenta ¨C Li, Green ¨C Tong and Red ¨C Xi Rei (Drawing an outline with a mouse was hard ;_;) --- --- --- -- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- The scene that Feng Ming had first imagined was both men mounted on their horses, the animals in a wild bolt across an open in. His reality presented him with awn cordoned off by a wooden fence they didn¡¯t even leave the confines of the pce. The pitiful sight before himpared with his vivid imaginationpletely deted his mood, sinking into a slump of anti-climax. Subsequently, the animal that was lead out towards him was not even close to a horse, one could easily ssify the sorry looking animals a dumpy mule. The romantic and wild horseback ride, turned into aplete flop, no one could me the resentful eyes that fixated on Rong Tian. Rong Wang paid no attention to the death ray aimed his way and instead exined why Feng Ming¡¯s fantasy was brought to a halt. ¡°I believe you have also forgotten your horsemanship skills you have learnt from childhood. It is best you start with a smaller horse and work yourself up before attempting to ride a full size one outside of the Pce, safetyes first.¡± Feng Ming bitterly mumbled. ¡°You tricked me.¡± He used. The attendants at ears length covered their mouths smothering their giggles at the couples bickering In order to preserve thest remnants of his dignity, Feng Ming was refusing to mount the ¡°horse¡± ¨C mule, it was only going to happen over his dead body. Rong Wang surrendered sighing at the stubborn boy he resorted to hisst option and called out to his stable masters. ¡°Someone, prepare White Cloud and lead him out.¡± He ordered the servants. Soon, a dignified high pitch of a horse¡¯s neigh could be heard. An attendant emerged and lead along a snow white horse towards its waiting master. The animal¡¯s smooth white coat gleamed with a healthy sheen. It was as if appeared from some mythical story, it emitted a majestic atmosphere. One could immediately tell that this horse was seared from a prestigious line of esteemed pedigree. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes quickly flickered with excitement. Rong Wangughed at the obvious change in Feng Ming¡¯s mood. The King swung his legs effortlessly over his horse and mounted it as if it was second nature he then promptly pulled Feng Ming up to join him. ¡°This here is my beloved horse, called White Cloud,¡± the King gave his prized pet a tap with his heels on its belly and the well trained horse screamed in response and toke flight into a gallop. The animal¡¯s powerful legs carried his passengers at a speed of wind. This was Feng Ming¡¯s first experience on a horse, and the adrenaline rush surging through him was more exciting than any crazy roller coaster ride. With little effort White Cloud had made threeps around the restrictive trotting area at god speed. Rong Wang reined in the bridle and the great animal obediently came to a halt. ¡°Continue! Hey! Come on!¡± cried the Prince still ted with joy. ¡°I have to attend to official matters in court, and I can¡¯t stay here with you.¡± The King replied, regardless this didn¡¯t dampen the younger man¡¯s spirit. ¡°That¡¯s even better, you can leave and I can ride White Cloud by myself!¡± ¡°I won¡¯t permit you.¡± The King ordered bluntly as he cast rain over Feng Ming¡¯s parade. Rong Tian dismounted and reached for the other. There was a short struggled to tear the unrelenting Feng Ming off his perch. The boy was still tightly holding onto White Clouds reigns when the King finally managed to yank him down. ¡°White Cloud won¡¯t ept other people than me. He will buck and you will get hurt. You can ride that one over there.¡± His finger pointed off to the side at an innocent pony nibbling away at a patch of grass. Feng Ming stared at the pony bitterly and straight up refused the degrading animal. ¡°That¡¯s out of the question! I can ride a horse and I want to ride White Cloud.¡± He whined stubborn as a fat kid in a candy store. As the result of their quarrel, Feng Ming revoked his chance to even ride a pony. Rong Wang was afraid leaving the boy by himself would only end in trouble so he simply dragged the younger man kicking and screaming along to attend to Xi Rei¡¯s business. -- -- -- -- -- When the pair entered the official court hall, it was already upied with numerous important figureheads. Silence besieged the room. Imperial noblemen, generals and high ranking officers were stunned, their jaws jarred and eyes peel wide open to the bewildering sight before them. Their attention had fixated onto Feng Ming. The Crowned Prince who was tucked away deep in the secret maze of the Pce was brought alongside the Regent King to attend a meeting for official business. Were their eyes ying tricks on them? It appears the strange rumors flying around the Pce had more credit than any of them liked to believe, especially when the evidence was clear as day. King Rong and His Majesty¡¯s rtionship appeared to have taken a new direction. Within moments of their silent shock the officials scrambled to collect themselves, and offered their ¡°Crowned Prince¡± the correct respectful salutations. ¡°Your Highness¡± ¡°Your Majesty.¡± They murmured one after another. ¡°¡¡± Feng Ming watched his subjects, who clearly held the Prince with no esteem. Apart from the formalities, the slightest hint of respect could not be sniffed out between their greetings. This only paid to further highlight how each individual saw him, they were probably taunting how weak and ipetent he was inwardly, the Prince couldn¡¯t help but feel the man beside him was somewhat responsible. The Prince¡¯srge solemn eyes turned to Rong Wang. Instead of boiling over he decided not to be swamped by the attitude he was receiving from the court officials. He chose to turn the situation into a jest, for his own entertainment, given he had a golden opportunity to tease Rong Tian. With a feigned nk expression he provoked the Regent King. ¡°Rong Wang, how am to address them? Do I apply that type of etiquette?¡± Rong Wang¡¯s eyes red dangerously as they beamed down onto the younger man, in a low voice he replied aggressively. ¡°That type of etiquette is reserved only for the Regent King of Xi Rei.¡± For better insurance to make sure Feng Ming was clear on the matter he further warned. ¡°You are not allowed to kiss any of the court officials, do you understand?¡± The officials sat in their assigned seats, and the Regent King arranged for Feng Ming to be seated with him in the middle of the room upon a tform. This position was given to him out of the proper respect of his Royal identity. In the centre of the hall was a mural map made entirely out of y, it showed various countries with their terrains. Countless miniature gs littered the map, making it look more like a pin cushion. Lines that curved over the surface of the map also helped defined the regions. Xi Rei¡¯s great kingdom upied a vast area ofnd riddled with numerous mountain ranges. Feng Ming studied the map closely, and recalled the information Rong Wang had given him. Apparently within this era, there were eleven countries continuously locking arms in battle, wars often broke out between the kingdoms and it was chaos. This type of situation was even messier than the period of Seven Warring States in ancient China which Feng Ming had known of from history ss in his own world. ¡°Disputes have increased at the borders we share with the Tong country. The number of thieves has escted and our civilians have been piged. We have received reports of property damage and looting¡± A heavy-set old and white haired General grunted. ¡°From my point of view, this is basically the country of Tong¡¯s doing. They are deliberately provoking us to start conflict. Why else would those petty criminals flee across the border when our troops were deployed to catch them?¡± Rong Wang steadily replied. ¡°Don¡¯t be impatient, General Chu. We are all well aware that King Tong is a schemer and our countries are not on good terms. At this moment our priority lies in dealing with a pressing matter, what are our strategies on how we shall deal with the envoy arriving from the Country of Li.¡± Just hearing theplexity in the troubles of the court was enough to give Feng Ming a headache so he tugged lightly at the Regent King¡¯s sleeve to get his attention. ¡°What kind of ce is the Country of Li?¡± he asked in a whisper. The court was modest in size hence it was no hard task for the audience¡¯s attentive ears to catch hold of the Prince¡¯s question. Although the Prince¡¯s ipetence was notorious, none of the subjects would have fathomed that he could wasn¡¯t even educated in the countries around Xi Rei and their circumstances. Countless pairs of contempt filled eyes immediately bombarded Feng Ming¡¯s nk face. Rong Wang ignored the insolence, stood up and walked towards the map, his hand gesturing at arge region North of Xi Rei. ¡°The Country of Li is located here.¡± In a gentle tone he continued a short lecture. ¡°An official messenger sent by Xi Rei was assassinated within the borders of Li. As a result, Xi Rei is now in a position of initiating a war.¡± Another snort interrupted the court proceedings. "Humph!¡± A middle aged military officer reached for the double-edged sword tucked into a belt on his waist, his fury unleashed in a rain of spiteful words. ¡°The Country of Li is inciting war! So be it! I, Tong Jian-Ming will be the first not to show any mercy with my sword to that damn King of Li!¡± He roared. Catching the ¡°Tong¡± as the man¡¯s surname, Feng Ming was absolutely positive that the crazy middle aged man was rted to the Master Tong he had been graced with. Feng Ming had managed to give Master Tong a good fight, remembering how his visitor had left looking like a sorry scoundrel. He had eagerly waited for any reprisal toe his way but he was unaware that Rong Wang had specifically cautioned Tong Yi to stay clear of the Prince. Rong Wang pondered for a short while and shook his head distastefully. ¡°King Li ascended the throne at a young age and he has high ambitions, craving to ultimately rule all the kingdoms. He is a problem that we have to abolish, pull out the root before it grows. However the Country of Tong are not sitting idly, they are a tiger waiting patiently for an advantage to take its prey.¡± He paused. ¡°If we act to rashly and send our troops into war with Li, this will only provide an opening to any attacks by Tong. They will anticipate our lowered defenses.¡± Feng Ming blurted with out thinking. ¡°Was the messenger an important high ranked officer? So you mean that Xi Rei is on the brink of starting a war for this reason?¡± ¡°Aiyah!¡± he heaved in disbelief. ¡°To be honest, what is so good about starting a war? Instead of belligerence wouldn¡¯t it be better if everyone could live happily in harmony? Considering the poption of the Earth is considerably small.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s unprecedented interruption ended in a chain of questions pointing at several problems. When he began speaking, he passed judgment on the collective decisions by the court attendees. Everyone resented the unwanted input as it only became a hindrance, but they were all in no position to disregard what was said due to Feng Ming¡¯s identity. The men stood silently and vented their displeasure inside. . The Regent King defended their actions, answering Feng Ming¡¯sst question. ¡°Whether we are attacked at our border or have our messenger assassinated, how we react to these problems is an important matter.¡± ¡°If Xi Rei sits with our hands folded and unprepared from attacks, our Country¡¯s prestige will be quickly buried. Not only will there be civil unrest we will also lose skilled and talented people who would flee and ally themselves to other countries.¡± Feng Ming nodded finding it rather interesting that even in this era skills and talent was appreciated. Moreover, the situation in this world was simr to that of the Warring states period, people were able to save their necks by changing alliances. The argument escted as mouths shot opinions up into the air. "Rong Wang, the situation at the frontier with Tong is more important. We should dere war with them first and show them Xi Rei¡¯s power!¡± an official eximed. ¡°The situation we have at the border only pertains to a minor group of civilians who are being harassed. My secretary I sent as the messenger was assassinated! At this moment we must dere war with the Country of Li and seek justice!¡± ¡°Since this is the case, it would be better to simultaneously dere war on both countries!¡± ¡°General Tong, instigating war between two countries is senseless. It will only serve to quicken the deterioration of Xi Rei¡¯s fighting powers.¡± The heated debated continued for arge half of the day and there was still no resolution from their meeting. All they had to deliberate on was to determine which matter was more critical, the border feud with Tong or the assassination of their own in Li. Feng Ming listened aloof to their ongoing chattering, the more he heard the more impatient he grew. He thought to himself how ancient Generals were like a bunch of old fussy women. The Prince cleared his throat in a soft audible manner. ¡°Can I go out for a stroll?¡± he asked quietly, the background of the officials cloaked his request. Feng Ming dared not to be more audible. Regardless to his authority, no one paid him any notice. Even Rong Tian was no exception. The Regent King was fully engaged with the political dilemma. Feng Ming had his backside nted on his perch for ages, even his spine was yearning to be stretched. Seeing no one was paying him any attention, he simply stood up and covertly headed towards the exit. This movement caught Rong Wang¡¯s eyes, who then made no hesitation to stop the Prince from leaving, hauling the younger man back into position. ¡°Where does His Royal Highness think he is going?¡± he whispered with a hint of annoyance. ¡°We are in the middle of an important discussion, be a good boy and sit here quietly don¡¯t give me any trouble.¡± With this Feng Ming was chained in, forced to watch on the conversation that didn¡¯t invite him to participate. However, this session allowed him to observe Rong Wang, and the burden the Regent King had to carry on his shoulders. The Country of Xi Rei¡¯s problems were carried by Rong Tian with such an air of dignity. His admiration onlysted for a short time, when the thoughts of the contrast between himself and the King arouse again. One could not avoid the fact that, this Prince¡¯s achievements has only amounted to bing a famous useless nobody. Even his own subjects continued to under mind him, offering insincere respect through gritted teeth. Their charade of feigned reverence began to kindle a fire in the bottom of Feng Ming¡¯s heart. Thinking back to the morning, where he was offered a mule inside of horse added more fuel to that fire. His chain of thoughts finally rued into an explosion. His face was red with fury as he casted an outburst of his frustration towards his subjects. ¡°Why do I have anything to do with this discussion?¡± He screamed and blurted without thinking. ¡°I¡¯m merely a puppet and nothing more! So what if you guys all understand andprehend everything where as I am the useless one!¡± ¡°Humph!¡± Taking no break from his rant he continued. ¡°You pack of military buffs have spent an entire day arguing noisily over such trivial matters, what kind of job efficiency are you working at?¡± ¡°If I was your employer, I¡¯d make you all redundant! Out of sight and out of mind!¡± ¡°Just trivial matters?¡± The aged General Chu looked gob smacked. .¡±Does His Royal Highness treat war between two countries as a minor issue?¡± ¡°Yes!¡± proimed Feng Ming who was ready for any rebutting required. His eyes pinned resolutely on the old man before speaking directly. ¡°If you want to rage a war then so be it, why are you all wasting time on arguing over whether the border attacks is more significant than an official killed!¡± ¡°Haven¡¯t you guys set up any foreign allegiances as part of your tactics?¡± Feng Ming groaned when no one responded. ¡°Come on! Undoubtedly to seed in a war defeating close enemies by making foreign alliances is a vital step! Even the Warring State period was more advanced than you guys! What a bunch stupid idiots!¡± The hall wentpletely silent during his venting. Everyone had their eyes glued on His Royal Majesty who had just given a taste of his temper, as if he whipped each official across the face. There was still no reaction to his outburst as they all stood dumbfounded. That was until Rong Wang ruthlessly dragged Feng Ming from his spot by the cor, his uncontrolled strength lifted the poor boy into midair. Rong Wang¡¯s handsome face was chilled as ice, as it leaned closer to the Prince¡¯s, his voice dangerously asked. ¡°What did you just say?¡± he demanded. Feng Ming had a good streak of days, escaping the full blunt of Rong Wang¡¯s wrath he was nked upon having the fury released on him once more. ¡°I s-said¡I said¡¡± tongue tied, a knot developed deep in his throat. Feng Ming cursed himself inwardly for being a meddlesome fool. He swallowed before pressing his luck. ¡°I said you were all stupid idiots?¡± "Before that!" "Before that? I said, even the Warring State period was more advanced than you guys! What a bunch stupid idiots?¡± This was incorrect as well. "No!" Rong Wang eyebrows jerked up in annoyance and he growled. ¡°Before that!¡± Feng Ming finally came to grip to what the King wanted. ¡°Oh! Are you asking about foreign alliances to defeat enemies closer to home?¡± ¡°God, I wouldn¡¯t have guessed it.¡± He said relieved as he rapt his head lightly with his hand. His body rxed under the unfriendly hold even daring to wave his limbs freely. ¡°I understand now, each country is actually enwrapped with their own disputes and no one has actually set up any official alliances. There¡¯s no tactical system in ce between any of the countries. That¡¯s right, this means you guys must be in an era before the Warring States!¡± Feng Mingughed at his discovery. ¡°For some reason I thought this was the Tang dynasty, considering the agricultural system in Xi Rei is advance. It is quite an achievement probably even be a rival the modern times.¡± This was the first time Rong Tian didn¡¯t cut off Feng Ming madman rants, so the young man bathed in his triumph. The King permitted the Prince to continue his insanity, however instead of anger he was growing ted in his own heart. ¡°Well, Your Majesty, if I could ask you to thoroughly exin to us what you mean by making foreign alliances to defeat enemies closer to home.¡± Rong Tian prompted. ¡°What?¡± ¡°Me?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s finger darted towards his own nose, confused with the sudden attention. It was impossible that these people could be easily swayed by their thirst for knowledge, to the point they were even showing him respect? Weren¡¯t they all looking at me with contempt just moments before? He whisked his head towards the pack of Generals, it was like if someone had injected them with a dose of miracle drug. All the faces that were looking at the Prince had changed and now they were brimming with ecstasy. Who would have thought, that in this space-time, diplomacy and war tactics was still highly prized by schrs and the military. Every country was aware that to haveplete power over thend under the heavens, apart from martial arts and army strength, theories and tactics yed the major role in domination. If one was not knowledgeable on war tactics, it would be difficult to start any game ns for war. It was just Feng Ming¡¯s luck that Xi Rei were still underdeveloped in this aspect and he wasn¡¯t going to just easily hand over a thousand years essence of knowledge. Making foreign alliances to defeat close enemies wouldn¡¯t have been anything interesting to amoner¡¯s ear. However, to the ears of group of powerful men immersed in military and politics, his words were like a crack of thunder awakening their desires. ¡°Your Majesty, Prince!¡± General Chu broke away as a representative from the eagerly awaiting subjects. He was even addressing Feng Ming with genuine respect! ¡°Your Highness, concerning ¡°Defeating close enemies and making foreign alliances¡± are you trying to say that we should ignore minor disputes and focus on capturing our closest enemies to expand our own kingdom. Then follow through with reinforcing our numbers by utilizing soldiers from the fallen enemies, to gather more strength to challenge another country? If your n is like this, then we should soon be ruling across all thends! Please your Highness, would you enlighten us with more details?¡± Where Feng Ming had just barely said a few words, this old fox somehow inferred so much nonsense from thin air. Being misunderstood made the Prince shriek with frustration. ¡°Do not talk nonsense! Taking over the 11 kingdoms is the objective of other countries. It is not what our own should do! I wasn¡¯t conspiring with you to dominate the world.¡± He couldn¡¯t help but feel the need to shield himself with Rong Wang. Rong Wang chuckled as Feng Ming shrank behind him, a smile etched across his lips as he leaned over to whisper into the Prince¡¯s ear. ¡°Just say what you want to say and tomorrow I¡¯ll take you riding on White Cloud for a whole day.¡± "Really?" just hearing the beautiful horse¡¯s name and the offer invigorated him. Feng Ming emerged from his hiding ce behind Rong Tian with a renewed confidence he indulged in the positive attention. "Hehe¡in fact the reason why I have rarely left the Prince¡¯s quarters is because I¡¯ve been investing a lot of time in researching and nning out great theories, Alright, I¡¯m going to share my findings and experiences with you¡¡± --- --- --- -- --- --- That evening fresh gossip sprinkled around the Pce. His Royal Highness had gain the doting love of Rong Wang, whom permitted the Prince to join him in an official court procession and even allowed him to sit by his side. Moreover, regardless of whether they were veterans or young, all the court officials that left the grand hall, had strangely developed a positive new opinion of their beautiful and apparently now ¡®talented¡¯ Prince. When the odd couple returned to the Prince¡¯s quarters, Feng Mingshed out his anger at the King. "Why did youmand the Generals and the other attendees not to spread word of my abilities? Are you jealous of me?¡± King Rong shook his head, ¡°You are the Crowned Prince, your life is constantly in danger. If the other countries find out that the Prince is actually quitepetent, there¡¯s bound to be countless assassins out for your blood. It is wiser to keep you concealed under the guise of ipetence.¡± ¡°Ha Ha, as long as you are aware that I am quite capable,¡± Feng Ming already had a smug grin by the time Rong Tian was half way through his praise. The smile that beamed at him only made Rong Tian want to smoother his lips over the boy¡¯s mouth. "I know that you are holding back, there¡¯s more isn¡¯t there?¡± "Of course, I have more information stored inside my mind. Do you want to hear what I have?¡± Rong Wang¡¯s seductive lips pulled back into a sneer, ¡°Is there conditions for this exchange?¡± Yes!You have to let me top you once However such a request was too embarrassing and inappropriate. Feng Ming rolled his eyes, andughed dryly. ¡°I need something to keep by my side for self defense, even if it is some weird kind of weapon, or even a pair of rusty handcuffs would suffice.¡± "For what reason?¡± Rong Wang¡¯s eyes narrowed as he studied the Prince. "Didn¡¯t you say that I¡¯d be endangered, that there are people who want to murder me? I need to protect myself.¡± Given the fact Feng Ming had a poor track record of defending himself with Rong Tian, even given a weapon he most likely wouldn¡¯t be able to hold up much of a fight. The sudden request made the King apprehensive. "Using a weapon?" Shit!He is suspicious. Feng Mingmented, knowing he could change the mood with one method. He self volunteered and delivered his deep red lips to the man in front of him, aiming to divert King¡¯s thought patterns. This is ridiculous. Feng Ming was growing more ustomed to their shared kisses. What was he going to do? Moreover, each time they connected he could not help but wish that the King would venture deeper into his mouth with passion. Feng Ming muttered under his breath. ¡°I¡¯ve been corrupted.¡± Chapter Volume 1 10.1 Terminology: Ö÷¹ÛÄܶ¯ÐÔSubjective motivation ¨C To strive for victory by taking initiative in your own hands. Sun Wu/Sun Zi- Was a high ranking military general and strategist in the 6th century B.C. Sun Zi¡¯s ¡°Art of War¡± is the oldest military treatise book it consists of thirteen chapters which thoroughly exins tactics and theories in war. Each chapter is devoted to one aspect of warfare, it is said to be the definitive work on military strategies and tactics of its time, and is still read for its military insights. Interestingly, a lot of its theories are still applied in modern day warfare and even businesses seek guidance in its wisdom. I know that during the Vietnam war, the generals of the Vietnam side were avidly employing tactics that they read from the Art of War to hold out their defense against the Americans. You can read it for free here: --------------------------- Rong Wang kept his promise and sure enough took Feng Ming out horse riding the next day. When Feng Ming spotted White Cloud, he became ecstatic and was practically dancing with joy. After a fewps of shared riding with Rong Wang, the Prince was beginning to get more familiar with his newly learnt skill so Feng Ming demanded to ride White Cloud alone. ¡°Impossible, you haven¡¯t grasped the basic skills of horsemanship, how could you ride White Cloud by yourself?¡± ¡°Huh? With much scorn, Feng Ming red usingly at the King. ¡°Last night, who said I was capable and gant, I am able to do anything and simply a genius?¡± Replying coyly Rong Wang offered the truth, ¡°It was make you happy, as the Crowned Prince, how can you take others ttery seriously?¡± ¡°You tricked me again!¡± Feng Ming hurled back in a fit of anger, before twisting his body to face away from the man, bitter with his indignation. Two bodies were both situated on the horse¡¯s back, due to the close proximity of their shared seating their bodies couldn¡¯t help but met, tightly. As Feng Ming suddenly moved his body, brushing unknowingly against the king, he immediately triggered a response of arousal from Rong Tian. Within moments, something had awakened beneath him, an extremely harden length infiltrated thepact space between the two men, scaring Feng Ming to the point the blood drained from his face. He didn¡¯t dare to move a fraction, choosing to stay cemented. ¡°I warned you not to thrash about.¡± Rong Wang¡¯s chest was heaving slightly as he was trying to maintain himself. However, thenguage in his eyes was saying otherwise, as they were burning with a fervent me when they bore into Feng Ming. The attendants that were in the near distance didn¡¯t seem to be aware what was happening. Feng Ming could feel the heat radiating from Rong Wang¡¯s member, it was scorching and obvious that lust was pulsing through the other man¡¯s heart. Feng Ming could only bring up images of newspapers that reported violent rape cases. With those thoughts he couldn¡¯t help a sickly numbness that started to spread from his head downwards. He asked in a soft voice, ¡°I¡¯ll be obedient and get off the horse, when you¡¯ve settled down a bit you can dismount, all right?¡± The King¡¯s crotch was pitched up high and noticeable, if he dismounted parading himself, he wouldpletely lose his precious idol status and his credibility with his people. ¡°That won¡¯t be necessary.¡± Rong Wang replied with a tough tone which offered no bargaining between the two. This only acted to send Feng Ming into a panic. ¡°Well, what do you want? You were the one that got aroused by yourself.¡± Feng Ming stared in frustration, wanting nothing further with the King. ¡°I warn you, I am now an appreciated and capable Crowned Prince and you aren¡¯t allowed to touch a hair on my head.¡± The bargaining chip he collected from yesterday¡¯s events was immediately brought out and thrown onto the table. However, Feng Ming was oblivious to the fact that his beautiful angry eyespletely failed to help him threaten the King. Instead, they were alluring to the King, as they provided a mysterious gravitational pull which almost caused him to grab Feng Ming and pin him down beneath his own body on top of the grass. Even though it wasn¡¯t entirely impossible to execute his possessive needs over the Prince, Rong Tian wasn¡¯t going to make it awkward for his own men. "What are you doing?¡± Feng Ming said quickly in concern. "Letting you assist me in putting out my fire.¡± The two men¡¯s voices were lowered as much as possible, escaping any audiences. Suddenly, Feng Ming¡¯s hand was unwillingly tugged over and ced on top of the strong erection that was hidden beneath the King¡¯s robes. It was aplete weapon of destruction! He immediately understood the King¡¯s intentions, and his face seared with bright red and he scolded him angrily. ¡°You pervert!¡± ¡°Are you going to assist me or not?¡± Rong Wang asked impatiently, his tone was basically refusing to ept no for an answer. The heat radiating from the organ under Feng Ming¡¯s palm was astounding there was also a strong throbbing which surged through the man¡¯s hardened length. Feeling the other¡¯s rush of blood only sent Feng Ming¡¯s heart pounding, and it began to thump hard against his chest. White Cloud remained at calm inparison to his two guests who were rather restless on his back. The horse was gracefully pacing the grass paddock. His movements were slow and sturdy, and somewhat rhythmic as he caused his riders to rock gently with each step. This motion added friction between the King and the Crowned Prince. As a result, within seconds this gyration caused Feng Ming to reach the same excited situation the King was in, he was aroused. He cursed himself inwardly. Gritting his teeth and sucking in thest of his sanity he spoke in a pained voice. ¡°There¡¯s a condition, I¡¯ll help you but you¡¯ll have to help me too.¡± Rong Wang was taken by surprise by this attractive condition, his mouth went dry and his crotched ached with pain from the new promise of attention. In a hoarse seductive tone the King managed. ¡°Hurry up, what are you dawdling on?¡± Sparing no time, he practiced what he preached and immediately snaked his hand into Feng Ming¡¯s clothes. On the tall steed, two men began to slowly coax and caress each other. Maintaining the intensity and yet having to be cautious of attracting their servant¡¯s attention, heightened both their stimtions. ¡°I still think that you are inexperienced in this aspect.¡± The Regent King teased with a cunning smile. Rong Wangrge hands continued to firmly rub Feng Ming¡¯s hard modest member. However, the King¡¯s own rapid breathing didn¡¯t hide his own excitement, under Feng Ming¡¯s gentle caresses an orgasm was welling from the pit of his stomach and it was practically on the verge of exploding. On the other hand, Feng Ming waspletely useless, his senses where thrown out the door and his brain was basically embedded in a frenzy of pleasure. The Prince was speechless, his mouth couldn¡¯t even function and his neck was blushed with pink. The poor Prince could only bite down his jaw to stop his whimpering to escape from his lips. Surges of electric currents originating from their fingertips were firing neurons to their brains, stirring up the primal desires deep within, pleasing their lusts and their obvious pleasure surfaced. Feng Ming began to whimper under the King¡¯s unbearable touch. ¡°Mmmph¡¡± At the final moment before Feng Ming¡¯s release, Rong Tian abruptly kissed the trembling lips, sealing the sound of gratification within. The kiss helped Feng Ming escape attention from any of their attendants. If it had not been the case it would have been an extremely embarrassing groan. Warm white milky fluid squirted into each of their palms. ¡°Lucky White Cloud¡¯s coat is white.¡± Rong Tianmented with a smirk. King Rong began to clean himself up, rubbing with the hems of an inneryer of his plentiful clothing and he slowly caught his breath. Feng Ming gradually came to his senses and he too, reached into his front to start cleaning the spent friend he had in his trousers. ¡°Wait a moment!¡± Rong Wang halted him from continuing, and from the breast of his robe he fished out a handkerchief which was covered with delicate embroidery. With this, he reached into Feng Ming¡¯s robes and dutifully wiped the traces of their passion from his spent member and his thighs. Feng Ming¡¯s face turned red and abashed but he still managed a ¡°Thank you.¡± "You''re wee." Rong Tian took the stained handkerchief with the embarrassing evidence from Feng Ming and lifted it up slightly to admire it. ¡°I¡¯ll keep this as a momento,¡± he dered seriously. Giving no opportunity to the Prince to snatch it back, Rong Tian treasured bounty was quickly returned to a hidden chestpartment within the King¡¯s robes. Feng Ming eyes rapidly shot wide open, the words knocked out of his mouth. There was a long pause before Feng Ming snapped out of his shock and screamed at the King. ¡°Rong Wang! You are disgustingly perverted!¡± The high pitched outburst, echoed throughout the smallwn. Under these circumstances no one would even care whether the attendants would be suspicious! Just as the Prince was going to attempt to pinch back the offensive handkerchief and destroy the shamefulness it represented, sounds of an urgent set of horse¡¯s gallop reached his ear. ¡°His Royal Highness and Regent King, your eminences were both here all along!¡± General Tong was the cause of the interruption, the middle aged manughed heartedly as he sat on the back of his horse. ¡°We have reached an agreement with the envoy that arrived from the Country of Li. The murder of Xi Rei¡¯s official will not damage the rtionship with have with them. As for the Tong Country, we have already dispatched an ultimatum, demanding them to surrender the criminals or else we will deploy our troops immediately. However, there are other matters of the state that needs to be dealt with, and if I can ask that your eminences would grace us with your presences in the discussion court.¡± ¡°I am not going!¡± With his eyes fixated on the King, Feng Ming was unwavering as he t out refused the request. ¡°We will go immediately, General Tong.¡± The Regent King replied calm and sternly, offering the general a soft smile, and soon after he leaned closer to Feng Ming¡¯s ear and whispered. ¡°If you are obedient, I¡¯ll return the handkerchief to you.¡± ¡°You give it back first!¡± Feng Ming said bitterly under his breath. "No, first you have to return with me to the court.¡± ¡°Give it back and I¡¯ll go!¡± "Come with me and I¡¯ll return it to you.¡± As their bickering was getting no where, Rong Tian turned around, to the waiting general. ¡°General Tong, please go ahead of us. His Royal Highness will join you soon.¡± ¡°Then¡I shall take my leave first.¡± General Tong was not a fool. Unless he was blind, anyone could read the strange expressions on the two men¡¯s face whilst they continued to whisper to each other, the general knew something was astray so he was more than willing to ride away. ¡°Feng Ming¡¡± Rong Wang watched and waited till General Tong was in the distance and he suddenly wrapped is arms tightly around Feng Ming bringing the Prince into a tight embrace. ¡°What are you doing?¡± The Prince exerted all his strength to struggle out of the hold, but it waspletely fruitless. The difference between their physical strength could not be highlighted any better than this example. ¡°I¡¯m warning you. Do no provoke me to boil over,¡± he threatened his dangerous dark eyes narrowed setting them onto Feng Ming¡¯s face. The grave expression sent fear to the boy, as Feng Ming unconsciously ceased his struggle. Rong Tian then gently cautioned him, ¡°I am really tempted to throw you onto the grass and pin you down right now and have my way with you. Do not give me an excuse to do so¡± Like storm clouds approaching bringing ominous trouble, and setting off barometers, Feng Ming¡¯s eyes were rmed as panic sank in. Rong Wangughed. ¡°I don¡¯t want to scare you. However, if you don¡¯t change your behavior sooner orter you will reap the punishment. Do I make myself clear? Let¡¯s go to the hall now.¡± He promptly dismounted the horse, and held out his arms to carry a silent Feng Ming from his perch. As easily the King had managed to scare Feng Ming, he quickly coaxed the boy with his charm. The Prince earnestly followed in the older man¡¯s footsteps as they both made their way back to the courtroom. ¡°When are you going to return that handkerchief to me?¡± he asked softly as he trailed behind as they both proceeded to return to the official discussion hall. ¡°You aren¡¯t a woman, is your skin that thin?¡± he teased, not folding into the request. ¡°Don¡¯t all men have their dignity?¡± was the Prince¡¯s rebuttal. The couple¡¯s spat continued as they argued with their voices lowered, even when they entered the hall. ¡°Your Highness, we bid you well!¡± A chorus of men startled Feng Ming as they greeted the Crown Prince¡¯s entrance. Every face in in sight was full of respect as they paid their good wishes to the Prince. Feng Ming was speechless, inwardly he could only think the people of this era, could easily sway their attitudes and wasn¡¯t the change ridiculously fast? The snap finger change didn¡¯t even allow this modern man the have the luxury of giving them all a sigh first. However, since he assumed his role as the Crowned Prince it was the first time he felt admired, and it wasn¡¯t hard to let it get to his head. After all it was a good feeling to be able pleased with what he had aplished for once. Rong Wang immediately caught Feng Ming¡¯s smug expression so he dipped his head down towards the shorter man and whispered a caution. ¡°Don¡¯t act so pleased with yourself, If they discover that you are an imposter, they will certainly be the first to drag you out to roast on the fire.¡± The King¡¯s words came as a bucket of cold water dumped on Feng Ming¡¯s head, and it immediately washed away the smitten smile of pride on the Prince¡¯s lips. Feng Ming cursed the man inwardly, before grinding his teeth begrudgingly. ¡°I am the real Prince, you have to stop suspecting me!¡± he spat gingerly. The King returned with augh, not paying attention to the topic any more he moved to sit down in his seat. Feng Ming followed suit and ced himself next to the Regent King in their shared seating tform in the middle of the room. Everyone else promptly sat in their positions, and soon enough the room was engaged with the affairs of the country. Feng Ming originally had no interest in such tedious matters. The show of his merit yesterday was merely an anger outburst that was triggered by Rong Wang¡¯s mistreatments. He listened for a while, barely putting any effort in focusing on the squabbling voices. It didn¡¯t take long for his mind to stray elsewhere. "His Royal Highness?¡± a voiced called. Feng Ming frowned as he heard his cue to join the boring conversation taking ce in front of him. All this time, instead of listening attentively he had been deep in the midst of his own thoughts. The Prince had been enwrapped in scheming how he would take White Cloud for himself, if he could somehow pry the prized horse from the Regent King¡¯s possession. Pushing this ns aside, Feng Ming raised his head, where he unexpectedlye face to face with General Chu who was looking at him with much deference. "Ah?" The Prince managed, beckoning a question to be asked as he satpletely clueless to where he was meant to be involved. ¡°His Majesty, why are you frowning? Is there something you are not satisfied with in the tax policies, perhaps a problem?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes shot around the room, where all his subjects were looking at him as if they were anticipating another amazing speech of power from the ¡®capable¡¯ Crowned Prince. Where the hell was he going to pull out an awe inspiring speech? Towards tax, ounting and finance Feng Ming didn¡¯t have the slightest clue, nor did he ever care for learning it. ¡°There¡¯s nothing wrong, just carry out what you have just discussed.¡± Feng Ming hastily dismissed the issue as he nodded, casually waving the matter. Feng Ming couldn¡¯t get the topic off his back, as General Chu continued to stare at him strangely, after a long pause he advised the Crown Prince. ¡°However, your Highness we haven¡¯t been able to draw a conclusion for our tax policy negotiations¡¡± What aplete shame! Feng Ming was caught out in his absent mindedness and his face was faltering from his embarrassment. Rong Tian stepped into the conversation. ¡°The Prince has had little contact with the happenings of the tax system hence theck of experience and knowledge on such matters is understandable.¡± The King¡¯s intermission was out of good will, offering to scrape what remained of the Prince¡¯s pride. Instead of helping out, Feng Ming could only feel the mockery in the man¡¯s tone. His anger was on its way to rebirth. In addition, during his absentminded wavering he came to a realization that the King hadpletely taken advantage of him when they rode White Cloud. Why did I have to help him do¡¯ that¡¯? When he cleaned me ¡®down there¡¯ and kept the evidence! Chapter Volume 1 10.2 FENG YU JIU TIAN CHAPTER 10 PART 2 Just thinking about the soiled handkerchief still in the Regent King¡¯s possession ticked a bomb inside Feng Ming. The Prince grunted, and proudly defended his own pride out of stubbornness. ¡°Rong Wang, I am afraid to tell you that your im is wrong. It is true that I, as the Prince have not personally dealt with tax systems and financial policy making, however I am crystal clear on the matters rting to them.¡± On the side of the room, an astounded noise escaped Xi Rei¡¯s tax minister, Hei¡¯s mouth. ¡°Oh?¡± He was delighted to hear the Prince¡¯s decree and showed his eagerness. ¡°Then if His Royal Highness would kindly enlighten us with his great knowledge.¡± He beckoned humbly. The audience urged the Prince, disying that enthusiasm as they waited to be gifted with another great speech of wisdom. Feng Ming almost bit off his own troublesome tongue. He chewed on his lip in hesitation, as he actually thought about his words before he spoke. ¡°Mmm...umm¡¡± He sank deeper into his own trap. The Prince then whipped his eyes and pinned them fiercely onto the Regent King before answering the wishes of General Chu. ¡°Firstly, tell me the tax policy that you are proposing and I¡¯ll reply with my resolutions.¡± Rong Tian wasn¡¯t letting his prey go so easily. ¡°Considering, His Highness is clear on the matter, why do you request a reiteration?¡± A sinister smile was forming on the King¡¯s thin lips, as he found pleasure pressing Feng Ming¡¯s buttons. Feng Ming failed to conceal his distaste as it was clearly stamped on his face, and hisplexion darkened. With thest remark, the Prince nearly shot out his seat to grab the King by the cor, wanting to challenge the man¡¯s obnoxious and superior attitude. However, the little rationality that lived in Feng Ming stopped his impulse. As much as he wanted to pummel that smug handsome face, he was well aware that in the end he would be suffer the King¡¯s wrath. Keeping their arguments exclusively to words was the safer option. As a result he put his man-beating thoughts aside, and gave the man a sneer before standing up with an air of feigned elegance. He nced over his subjects quickly beforeposing himself to calmly address them. ¡°There is a saying in the Art of War which goes. ¡°One must know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.¡± Even though I am well versed in Tax systems and finances, such a big issue needs to be carefully analyzed and cannot be treated carelessly. It is only natural that I am first exined the details of Xi Rei¡¯s tax revenue system, before I can deliberate and guide you.¡± The flow of such clever wordsing from the Prince¡¯s mouth stunned everyone in the room, even the Rong Wang who sat to his side was left speechless. Feng Ming was bemused by the surprised faces in front of him, he managed to blow them out of the water, just like he had the day before, so he didn¡¯t find it strange, instead he thought to himself, what his next move should be. He had just opened his mouth at the slip of his tongue gave the bunch of military buffs a free lecture entailing essences of Sun Zi¡¯s ¡®Art of War¡¯ theories mixed with modern day terminologies for politics, it would have been more strange if those words didn¡¯t leave these ¡°ancients¡± dumbfounded. Sure enough, after a gracious silence, everyone¡¯s brains recovered and their eyes were shining strangely with newfound worship towards their bright Prince, almost as if they were beginning to idolize him. General Tong then bowed to the ground, and eximed. ¡°Your Highness¡¯s talent and the extent of your great wisdom are unfathomable. Before your arrival, we were discussing military tactics against our enemies and the organization of our own troops. This saying ¡°One must know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.¡± ismendable. It is praise worthy and deserves to be credited to your Highness¡¯s sharp mind. We would never have thought that this ¡°Art of War¡®s¡± theory could also be applicable to the tax system, this is magnificent, pure genius!¡± Feng Ming knew ttering him with ¡°wisdom¡± on such matters concerning the tax system and the ¡°Art of War¡± was irrelevant, so he quickly turned the conversation back to the important topic. He turned to face tax minister Hei and said, ¡°Stop with the nonsense. As for the pending issue, you better exin Xi Rei¡¯s current tax system from the beginning.¡± Tax minister Hei replied dutifully with respect to the Prince¡¯s wishes. ¡°Yes, Your Highness.¡± He cleared his throat and began detailing a thorough exnation of Xi Rei¡¯s enforced tax system. How was Feng Ming meant to keep his interest in this topic, there were countless terminologies he did notprehend, and they were being used repeatedly. A frowned edged onto his face as he listened, it only took a few sentences before he started to yawn, and his thought trained back to the handkerchief in Rong Wang¡¯s clutches. He had merely boosted to put a lid over Rong Wang¡¯s troublesome mouth but in all honesty he was disinterested in what the minister had to say. But he didn¡¯t interrupt his subject¡¯s long winded exnation about the taxes. The words simply passed in one ear and out the other. Boredom was clear on the Prince¡¯s face as the man continued to drone on. As Feng Ming was dropping into a drowsy stupor, a sudden warm object startled him. What ever it was, dipped into his backside under his clothing and made the boy shudder violently to the intrusion, snapping his brain out of hibernation. That thing belonged to the Regent King, who had somehow managed to sneak closer to the Prince without him noticing. Without a word the King¡¯srge hand stealthily dove into the covers of Feng Ming¡¯s lower robes and started to fondle his lower regions. Due to their superior standing in the court, they were separated from the rest, and all their subjects were a decent distance away. For Feng Ming¡¯s sake, a sturdy grand table helped to obscure the actions of the wandering hand. No one seemed to have noticed. With so many people before him, if they were exposed it would beplete humiliation taking back everything that Feng Ming had built over the two days. Anxiety swept over Feng Ming but he didn¡¯t dare to make a sound. Rong Wang unfortunately didn¡¯t have the word ¡°restraint¡± in his vocabry and showed no signs of ceasing his action, taking Feng Ming¡¯s silence as no signs of protest, whichpelled him to unbridle his behavior. The King¡¯s invasion moved onto something more interesting, as his fondling attack travelled further south within Feng Ming¡¯s breeches, where it took liberty to seize a certain soft organ. ¡°AH!¡± yelped Feng Ming who practically jumped in his seat. Everyone¡¯s eyes immediately darted to the Prince as the sudden assertion ce a halt to the official¡¯s monologue. ¡°Does His Highness wish toment on the matter?¡± Rong Tian¡¯s mischievous had promptly darted out of sight the moment Feng Ming shouted out. Feng Ming let out a sigh of relief, surveying the eyes that were on him he calmly asked in response. ¡°Tax minister Hei, you said the country¡¯s tax ie is solely based on the nobles and the ves, and the tax charges are based on noblemen rankings. It couldn¡¯t be possible that apart from the nobles and the ves that there are no other people from other sses? Don¡¯t these others have to pay taxes?¡± ¡°For this question, please let this humble official exin to your Highness.¡± Rong Wang offered, answering his questions with a degree of respect. ¡°Prince, the people are divided by thend they own, ording to location and how many ves live within their vicinities. Thendowners can im their power over the settlers however, they are also held responsible for covering the taxes for these ves¡± Feng Ming gave the man a quick study, eventually restraining himself from retaliating for the trouble the King caused and nodded his head. ¡°I understand now, this country is socially dependant on very, all thend of this country is probably ssified as the property of the country or to be more correct the nobility. Everything within a noble¡¯s territory inclusive of humans is considered to be in their possession.¡± ¡°That¡¯s correct.¡± ¡°In that case¡¡± An ingenious idea struck Feng Ming he couldn¡¯t even hold back his glee at the next question he was going to cast. ¡°Does this mean that everything in the Imperial Pce is my property?¡± ¡°This¡¡± All eyes were upon the Regent King. Rong Wang shattered Feng Ming¡¯s wishful thinking. ¡°The nobles of Xi Rei are under the direct control of Xi Rei¡¯s Regent King and they are his ves. They only listen and obey Xi Rei¡¯s Regent King¡¯s orders.¡± He said coldly cutting the threads of hope the Prince had to gain an upper hand. ¡°You are simply the Crowned Prince.¡± He issued the next blow. Before Feng Ming could even open his mouth to im a bit of pride for himself, the King gave him the ultimatum. ¡°This naturally means the Prince¡¯s pce quarters aren¡¯t His Majesty¡¯s property.¡± ¡°Humph!¡± Feng Ming certainly knew the meaning behind the words, it was a hidden warning, so the boy bitterly refuted. ¡°Countries which arepletely dependant on very are outdated, the only advantage is only the [subjective motivation] they have is to exploit thend mass and expand the country¡¯s perimeters, so the country¡¯s power can rise.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± theplexity in Feng Ming¡¯s words set awe in his listeners, and tax minister Hei was first to show his interests as the official beckoned the Prince for more. ¡°Your Highness, what is a [subjective motivation]? Does it possess that much power? How can we attain it?¡± ¡°It is not an object, but an actual type of attitude.¡± Feng Ming scratched his head, it was tricky, and he wasn¡¯t able to rify what he had meant and he personally didn¡¯t want to exin it. As he thought over the new problem his eyes met with the King¡¯s, who was openly mocking him with the smile stretched across his smug face. Feng Ming was stirred up by the King¡¯s intentional irritation, determined to not let the King to dominate him, in terms of wit. ¡°In other words, if you were in the position of a ve and every day you are forced to work, knowing there is no prospects or rewards, thenboring would be meaningless, and one¡¯s work ethics would fall. Given that you aren¡¯t a ve, and have freedom to work hard and receive benefits and rewards for your efforts, you work harder. If everyone in this country is given this mentality, then Xi Rei is guaranteed to prosper in riches and power. This is precisely why very should be abolished as this kind of social structure does not benefit the country in the long run.¡± ¡°What the Prince has just said, is this a method to control the people?¡± Rong Wang asked sternly. ¡°So to speak¡¡± Feng Ming nodding in confirmation, before turning to the man and in a low voice he demanded. ¡°Give me back that handkerchief.¡± Rong Wang¡¯s replied in a whispered. ¡°It is my incentive to work harder. It¡¯s my [subjective motivation].¡± He teased. Feng Ming froze on the spot, like he was punched in the face every emotion tied with anger started to well up. General Chu interrupted the hate as hemented, ¡°Forgive this humble General¡¯s stupidity, however this [subjective motivation] Your Highness speaks of, although it sounds interesting, how do we go about applying this method in practice?¡± ¡°As for the current military in Xi Rei, how are the upper positions appointed and what determines the hierarchy?¡± ¡°Your humble general originates from a noble bloodline of servicemen, I have been taught martial arts since childhood. The Country of Xi Rei requires selection of officials by the process of one¡¯s prestige from esteemed family backgrounds, to avoid contamination withmoners.¡± Feng Ming pped his knee in frustration before condemning what he was told. ¡°That¡¯s the problem, a selection system solely based on one¡¯s bloodline, no wonder Xi Rei is challenged by so many enemies. The best solution, is to base selection by an individual¡¯s abilities, for positions in the military and to rise in the ranks, who ever possesses the integrity, merit and talent can have the opportunity to be a High official. Hence, this will drive each individual to strive for promotions, and as a result it will naturally promotepetition and enhance the quality of our soldiers.¡± General Tong cried out in disbelief, ¡°If this was to happen, wouldn¡¯t any in civilian be able to be a high ranking official? That is preposterous! It must not happen!¡± ¡°Why shouldn¡¯t this be allowed?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes shed at the General and he rebuked the outcry. ¡°This is the best solution in selecting candidates within the army, worthy of a high position and we won¡¯t be wasting precious talents. [Heroes are born with out boundaries], do you understand?¡± With his impassioned remark, Feng Ming pretty much managed to provoke every member of the crowd, as each were willing to offer a counter argument to his ns. ¡°This This ¡is nonsense!...¡± ¡°It¡¯s not tradition¡¡± Feng Ming was just one voice against a whole room full of old coots, his face was red with anger, when he left the discussion hall, he was fuming with rage as he stomped back to the Prince¡¯s quarters. Rong Wang followed his zing trail of fury, and when they entered the Prince¡¯s chambers, he ordered the servants out and quickly grabbed Feng Ming and embraced him tightly in his arms. ¡°Let go of me! You bunch of fools, how can you notprehend such a simple reason. It can¡¯t possibly be that all ancient folks arepletely brainless? ¡° The Regent Kingughed at the bittershes of words sprouting from the Prince¡¯s pretty little mouth. ¡°Don¡¯t be so hasty, I know what you said is right. [¡®Heroes are born with out boundaries¡¯]¡±, he clicked his tongue, ¡°I would have never imagined that you can be so impressive, conjuring these reasoning by yourself.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right,pared to you idiots who depend on your family status and blood heritage to rise in ranks, I am stronger!¡± Feng Ming spat. ¡°Why the temper? Such good reasoning indeed must be heard. However, you can¡¯t be impulsive. All matters that require adjustments can be fine tuned from within and can be carried out away from prying eyes.¡± Rong Wang held Feng Ming closer to his own body, they were basically stered together. ¡°The country is in my hands, what is there that I can¡¯t do?¡± he said in an intimate voice that tickled Feng Ming¡¯s ears. Under the candlelight, the Regent King¡¯s words revealed his dark ambitions. Feng Ming suddenly lifted his head, studied the face above him, he could only feel that the man before him was valiant and extraordinarily handsome. This type of man was destined to be a legend that wouldst an eternity. ¡°What¡®s the matter? Why are you staring at so intently at me?¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t reply and instead asked him seriously, ¡°I am capable of making you the ruler of all under the Heavens, do you believe me? Even if you are a Cao Cao, I will still help you.¡± ¡°The King of King¡¯s?¡± A smile emerged on Rong Wang¡¯s lips. He gazed down at the young man in his arms and gently replied. ¡°I believe you. Since I firstid eyes on you, I knew you were something different altogether." ¡°You want me to help you?¡± Rong Wang nodded his head, and asked outright, ¡°What are your conditions?¡± ¡°There are two¡± ¡°Tell me then.¡± ¡°First, return the handkerchief you have in your pocket. The second¡¡± Feng Ming conjured up his bravery, and ced his neck on the chopping board. ¡°Let me top you once!¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t know whether this kind of tactic could be considered as rape. Chapter Volume 1 13 On December 20th the pce was weed with the chill of winter, additionally this date was the Empress of Xi Rei¡¯s birthday. Rong Wang was concerned with organizing the pce into shape for this grand asion which was part of Xi Rei¡¯s tradition. Naturally, the festivity was to be arranged by him, and with the Regent King¡¯s orders, each and every g post hoisted a colorful g, vibrantnterns decorated the eaves of the pce, lively fine silk banners adorned mantles and silk screens were renewed. In addition to these stunning arrangements candles were alit throughout the halls, their fiery me used to wish the Empress longevity and youth. A hundred of the imperial courtesans and officials also brought tributes to Her Highness, most had arrived bearing fascinating trinkets or priceless treasures. The worldly presents had been gathered and delivered to the Empress early in the morning. Throughout the year, the queen remained faceless, only on her birthday would she venture out to her subjects dressed in the grandest of ceremonial costumes. Topped with her sovereign crown she would sit on her throne and awaitpany in the Empress¡¯s hall located in the centre of the inner pce, a region dedicated to women only. Routinely on the day of the Empress¡¯s birthday, one hundred of Xi Rei¡¯s high court officials would be led by His Royal Highness to pay her eminence a visit. Today was no exception, everyone was waiting for the Prince to arrive and collect the well-wishers. However, that very Prince they were waiting on was gloriously throwing a fit of rage within the Prince¡¯s chambers and had yet to front his entourage. ¡°WHAT?¡± he screamed at Rong Tian. ¡°You are talking about my mother? ¡° The Prince was suddenly forced to wear a set of extravagant robes after taking a bath. Feng Ming waspletely stumped by news which hit him out of the blue. ¡°I actually have a mother, the Empress?¡± he uttered in disbelief. ¡°What is so strange? Everyone has parents, although Xi Rei¡¯s King has been in aa for countless years, the Empress has always maintain her duties within the inner pce. The Empress enjoys her peace and rarely makes an appearance outside of her confines.¡± Feng Ming stared at the Regent King firmly, showing his dissatisfaction and he paced back and forth bickering at the misfortune looming overhead. ¡°Why did you bring this up with me now? This is such a big matter and you suddenly want me to bring a hundred officials to apany me to make a formal visit to my ¡®mother¡¯.¡± He stammered before hissing angrily, ¡°My god! She will sense something is wrong!¡± Feng Ming turned to the King and nervously grabbed the man firmly. ¡°A mother knows best, she¡¯ll see right through me!¡± ¡°That¡¯s why I am telling you now. This will test you for the past two months of study you¡¯ve undertaken and to verify what you have learnt. You¡¯ve covered pce etiquette so to have you bring out the basic framework of the Prince is not impossible. To conceal your true identity to the people, you need to be able to satisfy the Empress. If you can¡¯t even convince a woman who spends most of her time hidden away within the inner pce, in the future when you travel to represent the country on envoys of diplomacy, you¡¯ll indefinitely be exposed as an imposter.¡± Feng Ming was like a broken record, he repeated the strange words he just heard. ¡°In the future I will travel¡¡± ¡°You are the Crowned Prince, naturally there are many ces that you will need to visit to establish ties with other countries,¡± Rong Wang stationed the younger man in front of himself, before reaching to assist the Prince to straighten the delicate garment which the boy had scrunched under his hold out of his near nervous breakdown. ¡°Don¡¯t be scared, the Empress is a docile individual. Particrly, she and An He did not often share the best rtionship. Just rx and she will not see through your act. Besides, I will be there with you.¡± With the King¡¯s words, Feng Ming felt the weight on his heart lighten, however it stroked his suspicious. ¡°Howe the Prince and the Empress don¡¯t often meet? Aren¡¯t they mother and son?¡± Rong Wang hesitated before answering, ¡°The customs within the Royal Pce are like this, you¡¯ll slowly get ustomed to it. Anyhow, the Prince was rather disappointing as a result the Empress was not particrly proud of him nor did she favor him in any light.¡± Although Feng Ming was clear that Rong Tian was talking about the ¡®Original Prince¡¯, he still found it offensive and gave the older man a deadly re to show his discontent. King Rong chuckled, amused by the boy¡¯s reaction, so he corrected himself. ¡°The former Prince was the disappointing one where as on the other hand you are theplete opposite.¡± Rong Tian¡¯srge hands shuffled down to stroke at the shorter man¡¯s slender waist. Feng Mingughed in response to the man¡¯s fondling. The yful couple lingered in the Prince¡¯s chambers for a good period of time, unnerving the hundred officials and servants that had assembled and waited for the two in arge courtyard near the inner pce. When the two important figures finally emerged from the Prince¡¯s halls a flood of relief washed over the servants. The pair finally marched on, heading towards the courtyard to address their entourage before leading them to greet the Empress. As they reached the boundary walls of the inner pce, voices of celebration rang through the air as did the sound of string and wind instruments. The festivities could not strip away the fact that at this very moment, Feng Ming was going to step foot into the ultimate exam, to authenticate his identity, his heart could not help but beat hard against his rib cage, panic was running through his brain. He suddenly halted before the entrance of the courtyard where his subjects were waiting, his hand shook as it tugged at Rong Tian¡¯s sleeves,pletely grasping onto the material with a death grip. Rong Wang witnessed the color drain from Feng Ming¡¯s face, fear zed over the boy¡¯s face. He was starting to secretly feel guilty and irresponsible for not giving Feng Ming a few days notice. However, given this situation it was a perfect opportunity to toughen the Prince, so he could stand on his own. Without any better alternative, King Rong roughly reached for the hands attached to him and fiercely tugged them off his sleeves. The abrupt action startled Feng Ming, as well as when the King suddenly bowed and announced as loud as he could bellow out: ¡°His Highness has arrived!¡± Rong Tian immediately made scarce, stepping back to stand well behind Feng Ming, leaving the stunned fish standing all alone at the grand entrance to the open court. Suddenly, the court doors mmed wide open, all the officials have been waiting early and eagerly for the Prince¡¯s leadership. They were aligned neatly and all the men simultaneously bowed weing their Crowned Prince, ¡°Your Majesty!¡± Feng Ming gritted his teeth, muttered his hatred for a certain King under his breathe. All he really wanted to do right now was to turn around grab the man and give him a good pounding. However, he knew this was an inappropriate time as for the time being he had to stick out his chest and take charge with his own two hands. It was time to show his prowess, the blood and sweat he invested in learning practically everything needed to be showcased today. This included speaking in a dignified calm and collected manner which he had engrained into his mind. ¡°All ministers and officials may rise, please apany me to pay the Empress our respects.¡± The past two months of training by Rong Tian appeared to be fruitful for now, the words that left Feng Ming¡¯s lips were stern and authoritative, as expected of a leader. His subjects answered in unison, ¡°Yes, Your Highness.¡± Feng Ming raised his head, prompt out his chest and advanced towards the Empress¡¯s pce quarters. Hisrge brown eyes flickered around with the sight that surrounded him. The inner pce was brilliantly designed, beautiful and tranquil, a spacious boulevard lead to a grand hall that sat within the middle of the Empress¡¯s pce walls. The Empress was obviously waiting for her visitors. Considering the solemn and serious atmosphere and the crowd of respected Xi Rei¡¯s officials that followed him, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help to feel like a fool. God! Was he actually going to see this through, pretending to be the Prince of this ancient country? Even daring to even prance around in front of his ¡®mother¡¯ to congratte her on her birthday? Rong Wang sensed the Prince falling into a daze which was clear as day on the young man¡¯s face, such manner was inappropriate so the King immediately strode over to the boy and whispered: ¡°Your Highness, please proceed to the main hall to give your well wishes to the Empress¡± The Regent King¡¯s low voice startled Feng Ming, his shock was short lived as he remembered the cruel prank the man yed on him by pushing him out alone without any conscience, he gave the King a good re before straightening the heavy gold crown that rested on his head, and he proudly advance without a regret. Unafraid he marched dignified to the end of the boulevard, and entered the main hall of the inner pce. Upon his arrival Feng Ming was graced with the sight of a young married woman dressed in exquisite attire situated in the middle of the room. This woman was surrounded by countless pce maids. Although she wasn¡¯t as outrageously attractive as Feng Ming had initially expected her to be, the woman carried an air of refined grace and nobility. ¡°An He wishes the best to mother on your birthday!¡± Complying with Rong Wang¡¯s teachings, after he heartily made his announcement, he knelt down and bowed slightly to show his respects to his mother. As he attempted to carry himself with a degree of refinement his thoughts were secretly damning the chance of any mistakes. Be good now. This is the Empress! The mother of the Prince I¡¯m impersonating! If she discovers me to be an imposter, I promise you it will not be any fun! With this in mind, he was more worried that Rong Tian would provoke him to make a mistake, with this thought in mind he couldn¡¯t refrain from trying to shoot a re at the said King who was meant to be behind him. As he couldn¡¯t see the man out of his peripheral vision, Feng Ming bowed his head downwards and tilted it slightly to the side, only discover the troublesome man was no where in sight. In fact, the Prince found himself alone. He was the only one who had entered the hall and knelt down before the Empress. His entourage instead of following him inside had situated outside into their neat files, all were down on their knees outside of the Empress¡¯s hall! Feng Ming had been so engrossed with determination and focus on his performance, when King Rong had stopped the procession just outside the hall¡¯s entrance he had shot through and continued to march on solo,pletely unaware of his fault. A sudden cold sweat broke. Rong Wang you bastard! You tricked me again! Feng Ming fumed with anger between his gritted teeth. Breaking the awkward silence, a soft voice heralded above his head. ¡°My child, you may stand.¡± ¡°Thank you your Highness.¡± Feng Ming stood up and raised his head hoping to get a proper glimpse of the Empress only to discover that the other was doing the same. With their eye contact, Feng Ming immediately averted his gaze, feeling guilt well up inside. He dared not to speak, his heart was thumping restlessly and his mind was just as overactive, he was uneasy and frankly scared of the Empress and whether she would pick up on any clues of his coy act. It seems like if he started to make small talk he might just get away with it. Unfortunately, Feng Ming was tongue tied from fear, just in case his big mouth leaked a tell-tale sign of his origins he decided it was best to stand awkward and keep his lips sealed in front of his mother. Luckily, the Empress appeared to not have much attachment with this son, so when she started to break the silence, the topic of her talk was quite broad. ¡°How has my child beentely?¡± Feng Ming was secretly amazed, given the pce custom. These people would have rarely seen each other. Nheless, they were mother and child, why was there no excitement in her eyes? He nodded and replied dutifully. ¡°An He is in good health.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s voice boomed down his memoryne about ¡®etiquette¡¯ and he quickly added, ¡°Thank you, your Highness for your concern.¡± ¡°Have you been studying?¡± It felt like a routine question, that wanted a routine answer and her voice was detached and cold. ¡°My studies have been good.¡± The Empress continued with several textbook questions and then finally said, ¡°Your father is ill, and incapable of governing the Country. Ensure you seek advice and guidance from the King Rong, it is for the best.¡± Seek King Rong for advice and guidance? That¡¯s the ¡®best¡¯ n to lead Xi Rei intoplete and irreversible destruction! Luckily for Xi Rei, I have aligned myself with this Cao Cao and I intend to make Rong Tian a hero through the ages. At this time Feng Ming felt an urge to flock to the Empress¡¯s feet and cry andin about his mistreatment and tell her all the bad things Rong Tian has done to him. However, studying the Empress, he shook his head secretly and resigned the idea. From her ice cold gaze andplete indifference to this Prince, it was evident Feng Ming wasn¡¯t going to squeeze an ounce of pity from the stern woman. Trying to side with this type of woman would doom Xi Rei, Feng Ming was better off trying to expand the country¡¯s prospects by aligning with King Rong. He bowed his head again and answered obediently. ¡°Yes, An He understands that he must seek King Rong¡¯s advice and guidance on all matters, and not make his own initiative on decisions that need to be made.¡± The Empress¡¯s expression changed slightly, one could possibly im there was a hint of a smile as she nodded her head. ¡°That¡¯s the right way. Where is King Rong? Send him in for me to see him.¡± What is there to see? Feng Ming muttered bitterly inside. Advised of his summon, Rong Wang immediately made his presence into the Empress¡¯s hall. His stride was confident as he made his way in front of the Empress and he bowed deeply. ¡°Your humble servant, Rong Tian is here to pay respects to your Highness. I wish you a blissful life for eternity.¡± The demeanor he was carrying out was certainly at another level, the elegant bodynguage the smooth gestures and the expression his handsome face was making werepletely out of the ordinary. This was his act! "Good, that is all well. It has been a year since I¡¯vest seen you. I have heard that you have dealt with many affairs abroad and they have all been sessful. You should be properly rewarded.¡± A smile tore through the ice mask and it was bloody brilliant. Feng Ming could barely keep his jaw shut but he managed to show the shock in his saucer wide eyes. Who exactly was her son again? The Empress continued her tender words with the Regent King. ¡°King Rong, the gifts that the officials have brought for me today, although you are mature you are still quite young and I¡¯m afraid I am beyond the age of being able to enjoy their worth, I shall give them all to you, enjoy them slowly.¡± Rong Wang smiled and replied graciously. ¡°Thank you your Majesty for your generous reward, Rong Tian will only select one or two, so to be reminded of your Highness¡¯s grace and kindness.¡± The gifts that were sent from the nobles, officials and court members had been readily stacked into a pile within the Empress¡¯s main hall. Rong Tian darted over and paused for a short while before quickly selecting two items and returned to allow the Empress to inspect what was taken. The Empress nodded, sighed and reluctantly announced, ¡°The time hase, and you all must leave, I will take my rest.¡± "Yes!" Feng Ming let out a big sigh of relief, as he in unison with Rong Tian made their final salutations to the Queen before their departure. As they made their way out, Feng Ming suddenly heard the Empress call out to them. ¡°Wait a minute¡¡± she beckoned, both men abruptly halted in their steps and returned to her audience. They waited in spot for a while. Before the Empress ordered to her maid servants, ¡°retrieve that mink cloak and I bestow it to King Rong.¡± The servant girls hurried and collected the mass of heavy fur from the pile of presents and handed to the King, who respectfully held out both hands to receive the parting gift. The Empress stared at Rong Tian for a moment and said with much concern in her voice, ¡°Rong Wang you deal with Xi Rei¡¯s matters endlessly, even overnight. The winter nights are bitter cold, it is better you stay warm.¡± ¡°Thank you for your Highness¡¯s thoughtful gift.¡± The pair finally left the main fall, and together with the officials they retreated away from the inner pce. ¡°That was strange the Empress treated you particrly well. It is as if you are her real son.¡± When they returned to the Prince¡¯s chambers Feng Ming was more than happy to strip the heavy ornamental cloak he had to wear for the day. His eyes studied Rong Tian suspiciously. ¡°Don¡¯t give me any nonsense, your status is different than mine, you shouldn¡¯t let others know what happened.¡± ¡°Are you trying to threaten me again? The things you forced me to do today! I haven¡¯t even settled that with you yet!¡± Feng Ming pouted. ¡°Hmph!¡± ¡°I am her son, why did she give me nothing, and yet you are rewarded this and that?¡± ¡°That¡¯s because I am the head of state, the Regent King,¡± Rong Wang chuckled, he unfolded the beautiful mink coat that was bestowed to him, swiftly wrapping it around Feng Ming and bundled the young man tightly within the folds of the warm heavy material. He softly whispered to the disgruntled Prince. ¡°What was rewarded to me doesn¡¯t mean it can¡¯t be rewarded to you as well?¡± Rong Tian reached into his pockets to produce the two items he had selected from the Empress¡¯s loot, waving them in front of Feng Ming¡¯s eyes. It was a beautifully made small mirror decorated with fine detailed painting and the other was a modestly crafted small sheathed dagger. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes practically lit up when he saw the knife. He was very interested and very surprised, and he shouted out in glee. His hand darted to snatch the small knife and he quickly drew it out of its sheath. The de was cold, sharp and deadly. Just ying with the knife and holding such a dangerous weapon in his hands made Feng Ming shiver. ¡°This knife is amazing!¡± ¡°This knife has a long history and it is prized as a treasure of Xi Rei, you better keep it along side you just in case you run into any problems. From my point of view, as it is selected from the Empress¡¯s gifts it has to be authentic.¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t give the dagger a second thought, but gratefully tucked it into his waist, he raised his eyebrow curiously at the second item that Rong Tian picked. ¡°I don¡¯t see a use in picking the mirror, oh right, given your looks, you must be infatuated with your reflection, I bet you stare at yourself in a mirror heaps, am I right?" ¡°You are wrong again. This mirror is for you.¡± ¡°It¡¯s for me?¡± Rong Wang lifted the mirror, and triumphantly pointed out with a smug voice, ¡°Don¡¯t tell me you haven¡¯t realized that this handle is made out of pure gold? It¡¯s even thin, very smooth and most suitable for you to use on your body somewhere, it will assist in training that part of you to open up slowly so I don¡¯t have to worry about hurting you.¡± Feng Ming blinked and blinked again in utter disbelief and he caught sight of the evil grin that was painted on Rong King¡¯s lips, and he finally understood the situation. He immediately jumped back, drew the dagger from his waist, with his eyes widened, he hollered a warning ¡°Rong Tian, don¡¯t you dare!¡± ¡°Why wouldn¡¯t I dare?¡± The King paid no heed to the small untrained creature that was waving the present he gave at him, and without any fear he swiftly moved forwards. ¡°Don¡¯te over here!¡± The Prince threatened. ¡°Your Royal Highness, that is not how you wield a knife.¡± The Kingughed as he clicked his tongue. ¡°Gee, it looks like you haven¡¯t been studying well in martial arts.¡± ¡°You bastard! Go away! Get out! ¡¡± Feng Ming tried to avoid the man as he suddenly lunged forwards. ¡°Argh! Let me go! Give my knife back, you said it was for me!¡± he screamed. ¡°However, to help you loosen down there is nothing to be scared about. I¡¯ll take extra care not to hurt you¡¡± ¡°Help! Ahhhhhhhhh!!¡± Feng Ming choked as his predator was closing in for the kill. ¡°Come save me! Someone save me!...¡± Upon hearing Feng Ming¡¯s blood-curdling screeches, the experienced staff of the Prince¡¯s quarters inclusive of the maids and guards had quickly called it a day. They all made their way out without a trace, making sure to close the doors tightly shut behind them. It appears that Xi Rei¡¯s true King waspletely in control. --- --- --- --- Chapter Volume 1 14 Finally the matter of the Queen¡¯s birthday was behind Feng Ming, and one could consider that he had passed his first exam. His sess promptly reflected the fruitful triumph of the two assiduous months he lived under the guide of the Regent King. It was a good result. As an award tomend the young man¡¯s efforts, Rong Tian permitted Feng Ming to ride White Cloud solo for one whole day. However, this was in consideration that horse riding was also a necessary skill the ¡®stranger¡¯ had to study. Come the day of the anticipated horse ride, Rong Tian feared White Cloud¡¯s unsettling temper, as the stead refused to allow anyone else but his master to mount him. As a result, the King retracted his offer and did not allow Feng Ming to evene an inch closer to the great animal. Thispletely shattered the young man, as he spent hours fuming and issuing Rong Tian the dirtiest look of discontent. With the turn of events, and their n in turmoil, Rong Tian immediately shifted all official Xi Rei meetings to be undertaken two days earlier, a move to purposely allow them to have a break soon after. The Regent King made another deal promising to take Feng Ming on White Cloud for a ride outside of the Imperial Pce and indeed it was the King¡¯s ploy to regain Feng Ming¡¯s waning favor. ¡°Are you for real?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s wide eyes shining with glee was hardly concealing his delight, there was still doubt sitting in his mind so he nervously grabbed the King¡¯s cor. ¡°We will go out of the Pce? And I get to ride on White Cloud? You¡¯ll let me ride alone?¡± ¡°I will ride beside you and watch you closely,¡± he confirmed. ¡°That¡¯s great!¡± Feng Ming¡¯s beautiful handsome face shared the same excitement seen on a child unwrapping a present. He couldn¡¯t hold back his joy, as he tackled the king with a French-like greeting, a warm hug and quickly nted two loud kisses on the King¡¯s face. ¡°However¡¡± Rong Tian interjected after the young man¡¯s tion calmed, ¡°Tomorrow, before we leave the Pce, you must apany me to meet someone.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s intuition red, sensing some type of conspiracy spiraling around him. He asked suspiciously, ¡°Who is it?¡± ¡°Your father, the King of Xi Rei, An Jiang.¡± ¡°WHAT!?¡±Feng Ming eximed with a hint of fear in his voice. ¡°It was only a few days ago you came out of the blue and drag me off to meet the Queen. Now you want me to meet the King? Hey, people have something called stress and tolerance, and I¡¯m going to hit that limit do you understand?¡± Of course the Regent King could neverprehend how ¡°stressful¡± it was to assume the identity of another human! Instead of providing any sympathy the man chuckled at the boy¡¯s reaction. ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, the King has been deep asleep for years, as his son, you should pay him a visit him.¡± Just pay him a visit? It was obvious the Original Prince would have not often visited his own parents. Xi Rei¡¯s family system is so strange, how could the rtionship between parents and children actually feel so unfamiliar, alike to strangers. Perhaps this was a downfall of theck of ¡°human interaction¡± within the Pce? Feng Ming lifted his gaze onto the King¡¯s stern face, knowing although the man was smiling through his teeth, what came out of the man¡¯s mouth was aplete order. Even if he continued to argue, it was always pointless, worst, he could lose his privilege of riding the dazzling White Cloud outside of the pce. His best response was to bare it and nod before uttering bitterly. ¡°I¡¯ll go then, toe across this reincarnation of Cao Cao is my own bad luck.¡± Feng Ming had exposed his immature side, a part never cease to amuse the King. Although Feng Ming was gifted with an exceptionally attractive appearance he wasn¡¯t someone you could find in the Royal family. There was no one that couldpare with the nobility of his appearance and the intelligence he held. This blend of assets made him a form of amazing beauty which held a fresh and pure atmosphere. . King Rong¡¯s eyes were deeply fixated on the young man, falling deeper into the vortex of Feng Ming¡¯s allure. The more he saw the more he loved, his strong arms brought the slender waist closer and tighter within his hold. With a seductive voice, the King whispered ¡°I only want you to be aware of your current situation earlier, to avoid any disasters in your path in the future.¡± Then he released a deep sigh. ¡°How I¡¯ve wish if you weren¡¯t the Crowned Prince.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s heart overflowed with the sweet sap oozing from the King¡¯s words, it even made him blush, before lightly scolding the smooth talker. ¡°Don¡¯t bother sweet talking me, I¡¯ve promised you. I will definitely go tomorrow, he is only a vegetable.¡± The two of them caught each other¡¯s gaze, sharing the same thought pattern, their hearts were in a flurry and their faces reddened with each passing moment. Rong Wang was the first to sumb to the luster of Feng Ming¡¯spelling charms, he suddenly smothered the younger man¡¯s mouth with a long kiss, and his hands began to caress the man¡¯s slender form. Feng Ming had now be used to the King¡¯s hasty greedy kisses which he reciprocated with his own, showing the older man that he wasn¡¯t submitting. The atmosphere between the two heated up into overdrive¡ ¡°Today I must¡¡± Their breathing wasbored and coarse, as both of them struggled for air supply. The King¡¯s voice was even deeper than normal and it was muffled by the soft pair of lips. Feng Ming mind was hectic and he was mesmerized by the man¡¯s touch as if it left a trail of desire, leading him into an ted daze as he could only instinctively clutch at the Regent King¡¯s clothing for support. The Prince¡¯s face was painted with a spoilt expression. When the Regent King¡¯s slender fingers managed to unravel the holdings of Feng Ming¡¯s outer robes, Feng Ming immediately followed suite, copying the King¡¯s action and moved his hands to fiddle and undress the older man. Given such a heated situation, where wanton feelings were practically seeping out there was a sense of urgency, a desperate need for skin on skin contact between the two men. At a nce, it was apparent that Feng Ming had a stronger urge as he basically peeled the outer robe off his ymate with so much haste there was no delicacy involved! ¡°There¡¯s no need to hurry, we have the whole night.¡± Why run before you can walk, in the end the Regent King could give Feng Ming a run for his money on who was faster at disrobing. The older man finished stripping Feng Ming clean to reveal the delicate flesh of the younger man¡¯s beautiful body. Feng Ming¡¯s hands were clumsy as they struggled to undo the intricate clothing under-robe that the King adorned. The King¡¯srge hands moved the boy¡¯s fumbling disaster away from the challenge and quickly helped speed up the process as he continued to undress himself. It wasn¡¯t long till a grin was painted wide across the King¡¯s face as he stood triumphantly in front of Feng Ming, proudly showcasing his healthy well toned naked body. ¡°Do you like it?¡± he smiled, as he moved Feng Ming¡¯s hands so they rested on the smooth muscles of his chest. The King¡¯s eyes welled with tenderness. Feng Ming fondled the warm skin under his palms admiringly, hisrge ck eyes wide with amusement, as if he was looking at a treasure. ¡°How beautiful¡¡± Feng Ming gently gasped in praise. In the Regent King¡¯s eyes, the real beauty was the naked Feng Ming standing in front of him. With a swift movement, he motioned to sweep the young man off his feet and carried him over, cing him in the centre of the bed. ¡°This time we aren¡¯t going to use my hand or my mouth, I¡¯m telling you in advance, so don¡¯t say that I bullied you.¡± Feng Ming was already spellbound, his soul was off with the fairies, he was paying no attention the Regent King words. All he wanted to do was to feel the other. He sat up and reached for the older man, instead he found himself being gently pushed back down onto the bed. ¡°Lie down, the time we have during the evening is very valuable, we should cherish it.¡± Although Feng Ming was dazed his managed to offer the correct ¡°idiom¡±, murmuring to the King, ¡°Stupid, it¡¯s called ¡°Every moment of a lover¡¯s tryst is precious.¡± Rong Wang was startled by the boy¡¯sment. Heughed as he repeated patronizing the Prince ¡°Every moment of a lover¡¯s tryst is precious, well said.¡± Rong Tian¡¯srge hands made way to Feng Ming¡¯s thighs, gradually coercing them to part, and he shuffled to make his way between them. Feng Ming¡¯s felt cold as he his most secret parts was exposed. He let out a small sound that sounded like a whimpering animal. Rong Wang softly assured the boy, ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, I¡¯ll make sure to pleasure you first and moisten you.¡± With this, his hands reached to caress Feng Ming¡¯s rear entrance, his head dipped down, his mouth wrapped around the semi erect member. The heat that radiated from Rong Tian¡¯s mouth sent Feng Ming shouting in excitement. There was no restraint left in Feng Ming¡¯s voice when the King¡¯s tongue teased the tender tissue on the tip, then his head bobbed up and down engulfing the sensitive flesh into his wet warm cavity. ¡°Rong Tian¡no... nnh¡¡± Feng Ming short pants of incoherent words amounted to nothing. His naked snow-white body twisted with each motion on top of the rich silk sheets. Chapter Volume 1 15 Important terms: ²»ÄÜʳÑÔ (bu neng shi yan) You can¡¯t eat one¡¯s word - To go back on one¡¯s word ======================================================================= ¡°No more?¡± The King¡¯s sultry voice mocked his lover; his lips remained suctioned tightly over the Prince¡¯s hardened muscle. As Feng Ming was reaching the point of his climax, Rong Tian suddenly abandoned the aching organ, cruelly leaving him at a teau. Instead of heeding Feng Ming¡¯s soft pleas, Rong Tian turned his attention to the trembling fevered body, his breath ghosted along the surface of Feng Ming¡¯s inner thighs where he proceeded to lightly kiss, repeating this step until he trailed over the boy¡¯s soft abdomen. Feng Ming¡¯s orgasm was just a spasm away from erupting under Rong Tian¡¯s tentative care. However, now that the King¡¯s mouth was upied elsewhere, the blood that had rushed forth into Feng Ming¡¯s most important organ was begging with a painful swell, waiting for the next surge to send it overboard. The deprivation during his peak was harsh and unbearable. ¡°Nnnhh¡No¡¡± Feng Ming immediately whimpered in protest, he twisted his body in agitation, beckoning the King to fulfill its wishes. ¡°Oh¡¡± Rong Tian chuckled, his lips stretched with a smile when he quickly blocked off a frustrated kick that an angry Feng Ming had issued towards him. Instead of hitting his intended target, Feng Ming found his ankle easily caught by the man¡¯srge hand. The King left him no time to react, his remaining hand braced Feng Ming¡¯s other ankle. Having full control of the younger man¡¯s legs he stretched them apart,pletely exposing his lower body. With a charming sight before him, how could a King resist this appetizing meal? Homosexuality customs between nobility, was not a rarity, in fact it is highly enjoyed. As the most privileged are able to sample an exquisite palette of bed partners given their wealth and power, no one was out of reach. Rong Tian didn¡¯t want to stall a moment longer, as he positioned himself between Feng Ming¡¯s outstretched legs, his own organ begged for action. He leaned forwards, pressing the tip of his thick circumference into the tight folds of supple skin. Feng Ming grimaced at the intrusion. Rong Tian continued to part the entrance, gently sliding his length little by little, in an unhurried manner until he was finally buried within the Prince. ¡°Ahhh¡¡± The sensation of therge foreign object that filled his body that had initially startled Feng Ming now left him trembling. Rong Wang maintained calmness in his coarse voice as he whispered. ¡°It will be alright in a moment, don¡¯t be afraid.¡± Although assuring words left this mouth, for Rong Tian pausing midway was never on his agenda. Instead he was fully prepared to advance his coupling with Feng Ming and to finally seek his glory, all starting with a powerful thrust. In a blink of an eye, the ufortable feeling of being stretched out to his whims converted to an indescribable painful sting, which shook Feng Ming¡¯s core. The thrill of his pleasure disappeared without a trace, for Feng Ming who whole-heartedly intended to obediently submit to the King, instantly struggled underneath the man. ¡°Don¡¯t! It hurts, it hurts!¡± he screamed shaking his head sideways like a rattle, the beautiful face was contorted with agony and hisplexion grew paler by each grinding second. To have the King surrender at this stage was cruel. As much as he could, Rong Tian kept the distraught young man pinned down beneath him, coaxing the boy with patience. ¡°It will always hurt in the beginning, Feng Ming you don¡¯t need to be scared.¡± nning to leave Feng Ming sexually satisified, there was no more hesitation as Rong Tian marched forth. Mercilessly ramming his manhood into the slender frame. With the King¡¯s next impact, Feng Ming shot up from the bed and his hands outstretched to clench the bed sheets. ¡°Ahhhh!!¡± ¡°Nnhhh¡!!¡± ¡°Nnnnhhh¡¡± The Prince¡¯s carnal blood curdling screams echoed into the Prince¡¯s hallways. Rong Wang was interrupted by the sound that was simr to silk material being ripped, and it wasn¡¯t a pleasant noise. Concern washed over his mind, with haste he withdrew. Pulling his thickness out from Feng Ming¡¯s tight passage, bowing his head down, his eyes widened when he discovered that he was covered in the tint of warm red blood. This hit him by surprise given the time he had invested in training Feng Ming¡¯s body to rx, and the amount of forey he practiced. In the end Feng Ming¡¯s body was not ready and it could not bear the full force of Rong Tian¡¯s endowment. A wave of remorse washed over the King. ¡°I¡¯m to me,¡± Rong Wang¡¯s own face paled, in a flurry he brought the young man into his embrace. Checking again the condition Feng Ming¡¯s injuries, the blood flow had not ceased. Now Feng Ming¡¯s warm deep red blood was spreading across the silk sheets. Refusing to release his hold on the Prince, Rong Tian shot his hand out towards the bedside stand searching for anything that could help in this emergency. Fortunately, the original Prince would often get injured, and ointments and medical pills were always nearby. The treatments avable to the Royal family were the best cures for ailments you could find across the whole realm. Fumbling around Rong Tian located a vial of ointment, which he used to delicately tend to Feng Ming¡¯s heavy bleeding. ¡°It hurts¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯s handsome brow tightened, and asionally a hiss of pain would escape his pursed lips as he was treated, the heart wrenching noises that left his whitened lips only escted in more worry and guilt for the King. Witnessing how his lover could break into a cold sweat from the pain he caused left the King distressed. Finally he finished tending his patient and he discarded the ointment so he could draw Feng Ming into his arms again. The two figuresid down to rest, sweet talking to each other into slumber. ¡°Does it still hurt?¡± ¡°Mmm¡¡± Feng Ming managed a groan. ¡°I¡¯ve ended up hurting you.¡± The King replied coldly. Feng Ming was feeling reasonable, he offered the King with a weary smile, ¡°Rest assured you told me in advance didn¡¯t you? So I won¡¯t say that you bullied me.¡± Upon hearing this line Rong Wang was given a little peace of mind, at least the young man¡¯s wit was intact. ¡°You are injured and temporarily won¡¯t be able to ride a horse. That means tomorrow we will have to postpone your ride. When you get better, I¡¯ll permit you to ride.¡± ¡°No way! I want to ride, you promised me and you¡¯ll get fat if you eat one¡¯s word!¡± Turning in the King¡¯s embrace, Feng Ming shifted around to thread his own arms around the King¡¯s form, drawing him closer, this motion was a trap. Rong Tian easily a victim as he fell for as it when the warm small body next to him tugged at his heart¡¯s string. ¡°Alright, I promise, however, you must left me hold you whilst we ride White Cloud.¡± Hepromised. Then he asked. ¡°What do you mean by that I¡¯ll get fat by eating one¡¯s word?¡± ¡°Well, that¡¯s a ssical saying¡¡± Receiving Rong Tian¡¯smitment made Feng Ming happy, so he didn¡¯t mind exining and showing off to the King about advance literal sayings from the future. The endless night concluded as the early hours of the new day, the two finally drifted into slumber with their bodies cuddled together. Chapter Volume 1 16.1 Terminology: Winter in the northern hemisphere spans fromte Dec to March,sting for a three month period. ÈýÔ´º (san yue chun) is the name given the unique flowers found within Xi Rei in this story. The literal trantion can be interpreted as ¡°Three months of Spring¡±. Spring ( ´º) the character can also be used in the context of youth, love and lust. Therefore the name can be understood as ¡°three months of lust¡±. \:D/ Implying lovers would have fun in bed for 3 long and cold months with this flower that would magically invigorate (Ancient Viagra anyone?). Àêè(Li Mao) means themon roon, also poprly known as ¡®tanuki¡¯ from Japanese. In Chinese myths, roons are believed to be spiritual animals that possess the power to transform and are a master of disguising as objects, people etc. They are known to be mischievous. Rong Wang (Snr). In Royal courts, it ismon to inherit a position from your deceased Father. --------------------- It surely wasn¡¯t the first time that Feng Ming found himself awakening within the crook of King Rong¡¯s sturdy arm. Yet this time he had to face the consequences ofst night¡¯s activities. Recollection of memories overwhelmed him and his face burned like zing embers as he couldn¡¯t hold back his embarrassment. He kept his movements low keyed, slowly cracking his eyes open just enough to peek at the King. Rong Tian¡¯s handsome features were in full view and luckily he appeared still in the spell of sleep. Feng Ming had the urge to get up and changed. Unfortunately, before he could attempt a getaway by slipping secretly out of the bed, he had a problem to deal with. That was the task of removing the King¡¯s possessive arm off his waist. As he motioned to disce the weight for his freedom, a familiar low and husky voice, sweetly greeted him in his ear. ¡°Does it still hurt? Dawn is just breaking in don¡¯t il about too much.¡± Feng Ming looked genuinely stunned, ¡°You were already awake?¡± Not satisfied that he was potentially monitored by the King, Feng Ming shot Rong Tian a fiery expression. ¡°Did you wake up early so you could tease me?¡± ¡°I woke up when you moved,¡± Rong Wang pointed out, ¡°Only a dead person wouldn¡¯t feel you stirring within their arms.¡± Usually King Rong behaved seriously and he would conduct himself maturely, nheless the ever growing moments he shared with Feng Ming was tearing down the tough exterior. He was able to keep his poker face whilst he was in a yful mood towards the Prince. Feng Ming chuckled at Rong Tian¡¯s reasoning before serving him a piece of his mind. He delivered a hearty kick under the heavy silk quilt they shared. To his own surprised, the moment he recoiled his leg back from the assault, a sharp bite of pain shot from his backside. He winced at the unpleasant sensation that had been caused by aggravating his wound. Rong Wang paled in concern for the Prince¡¯s wellbeing, ¡°What happened? Does it still hurt?¡± He leaned over, studying Feng Ming¡¯s whitenedplexion that was withered with pain. With reproach he whispered, ¡°I did warn you not to move about.¡± Not dying the issue any longer Rong Tian decided to take it into his own hands, whipping the heavy silk covers off from Feng Ming, before positioning himself between the Prince¡¯s legs. Hisrge hands firmly parted the boy¡¯s thighs for an inspection. Flustered and helpless Feng Ming shouted his objections, ¡°No, don¡¯t look!¡± Within a sh, Feng Ming shot up and retreated to one side of the bed before Rong Tian could catch a hold of him. ¡°It¡¯s nothing really you don¡¯t have to check.¡± Seeing how Feng Ming was hell bent on refusing him, and that forcing him to cooperate could lead to more damage Rong Tian let go of the subject and finally offered his submission, ¡°Alright, I won¡¯t take a look as you wanted.¡± He left the warmth of the bed pallet and proceeded to dress himself, his departure allowed Feng Ming to calm down and adjust himself back on the bed. Which became his vantage point, where he could keep hisrge brown doe eyes glued on the King. ¡°Hey, take off those clothes again,¡± he suddenly requested. Feng Ming had snuggled himself back onto the bed, he was positioned with one hand lifting up his cheek. ¡°I want to watch you again.¡± The outburst served to amuse the King, who had just tediously finished dressing the outeryer of his intricate heavy and elegant outfit. He smirked, ¡°What? Are you inviting me?¡± Feng Ming gave him reserved look. ¡°I liked the snap shot images I could get of you changing your clothes, oh that¡¯s right, you don¡¯t know what a camera is,¡± he sighed ¡± talking to Ancients is really difficult sometimes. I can¡¯tmunicate using modern words.¡± Waving his attention from the confused Rong Tian, Feng Ming wrapped himself tightly within the warm quilts, shifting himself until his head rested at an awkward angle on the bed¡¯s headboard. ¡°I wanted to see you get dress again.¡± He pouted. Feng Ming was getting ahead of himself even audaciously making requests. Unfortunately, Rong Tian was not in the mood toplete Feng Ming¡¯s whimsical request. ¡°Aren¡¯t you getting up? If it gets anyter, I won¡¯t take you out to ride White Cloud.¡± With just those few words the King lured Feng Ming to leave confines of the cosy nkets in a matter of seconds. The Prince¡¯s eyes had lit up by simply thinking about the arrangements he had today. He was especially excited and now he couldn¡¯t care less that he was denied the joys of admiring Rong Tian¡¯s physical charms. A slender hand shot out from beneath the warmth, reaching for his under robe. He drew the garment under the quilt where he shuffled around dress himself. As he conducted himself in such a hasty manner, it was inevitable that he had identally pulled at his injuries. Feng Ming¡¯s face immediately twisted in difort, and his eyes watered. ¡°Do you need a hand?¡± Rong Tian had been watching closely with a smile. ¡°There¡¯s no need!¡± Retorted Feng Ming who was now determined to keep what was left of his pride. ¡°There¡¯s no need to be so thin skinned, nowadays homosexuality is a widely epted customs throughout the country there¡¯s no need to be shy about such matters. This won¡¯t be appropriate, especially if you remain bashful on this topic outside of the Pce.¡± ¡°Why would it be an issue?¡± ¡°His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince would be expected to live a life filled with many sexual liaison within the Pce, thus being shy to such aspects of Pce life would surely incite suspicion of character, correct?¡± By this stage Feng Ming was at least clothed in his in undercoat and he finally left the sheets. Now he was being doted on by the King, as the older man stood next to him and assisted in fixing a white belt around his small waist. He then proceeded to help him into the plentifulyers of his eloquent outfit. Continuing the topic of ¡®love liaisons¡¯ it suddenly struck Feng Ming, ¡°Wasn¡¯t An He notpatible with you in bed? So how could he not be embarrassed about a same sex rtionship? Furthermore, wasn¡¯t he timid and weak by nature? Rong Tian don¡¯t you dare coax me into doing things by using the Prince¡¯s name and ¡°reputation¡± to threaten me!¡± Rong Tian chuckled at how bright this ¡°Prince¡± was. ¡°Oh, An He was honest with me however in the presence of others he had another persona. Naturally, when I bullied him he carried his wrath out on other people. Well, after all he was the Crowned Prince and he could do whatever he wanted.¡± ¡°Are you implying that he¡and other men¡ he did¡,¡± Feng Ming was finding it hard to swallow and he feared the answer. ¡°As time passes by within the Pce, it is certain that one would entertain themselves, using and abusing their authority.¡± ¡°Who was it with?¡± Feng Ming asked desperately. ¡°I never paid attention to who he shared his trysts with, although based on An He¡¯s ability I highly doubt whether he was able to seduce anyone of high ranking or nobility. It is most likely he bullied the servants around him into submission to cater for his needs.¡± The thought that there could be one or two servants around him that had once shared their bodies in intimacy, made Feng Ming¡¯s stomach lurch and ayer of goose bumps formed over his skin. ¡°Wasn¡¯t An He yours? He sought lovers within your own territory, didn¡¯t you get jealous?¡± ¡°Whoever said he was mine? He was merely a ything, when I am absent he had the freedom of doing whatever he wants.¡± Rong Wang suddenly broke out a sinisterugh. ¡°You are mine, if you sought a lover in the pce, I will be jealous. Actually I would be infuriated and jealous.¡± ¡°Hmph!¡± Feng Ming snorted as he stood nearby finally dressed. ¡°We should leave quickly, just in case we miss the ¡®deadline¡¯ and you break your promise.¡± ¡°When have I broken my word?¡± Rong Wang asked, as he happily ushered Feng Ming out of the Prince¡¯s chambers. At this time the country was midway through a long winter, the air was icy and dry, the sun peaked out and shone down onto the pce, permeating warmth for a few good hours of the day. Feng Ming was held in the Prince¡¯s quarters for a long period of time, and on the asion he would be permitted to step out of his perimeters he was always scuttled off by Rong Tian in a hurry. Feng Ming was in terrible difort today, which was the result of strenuous bedtime activities. Seeing the Prince was physically challenged today the King allowed a casual pace as they made their way around the Pce grounds. The King was unusually attentive and careful with Feng Ming as if he was made of porcin. Rong Wang spontaneously took Feng Ming on a detour, so he could enlighten his love with the majestic winter scenery of the Royal Pce. On their new path, they bypassed the grandest Pce garden. Xi Rei had a strange breed of flowers, which preferentially blossomed in full during winter. The bright colours of a fully opened bud was apletely contrast to the dull greyness of winter. Each flower was capable of growing into the size of a human palm. They were exceptionally beautiful. Upon setting his eyes on the strange flowers that were in full bloom in the dead of winter, Feng Ming stopped in his steps and pointed out towards the vast sshes of colour around him and eximed, ¡°These flowers are breathtaking!¡± Rong Wang approached the Prince, closing their distance until the warm stream of air from his nose was gently blowing on Feng Ming¡¯s pink frosted cheeks. He murmured to his lover, ¡°Those are a speciality to Xi Rei, this breed of flower is called ¡®Three months of Spring¡¯, as this country¡¯s Prince, how could you not even know?¡± ¡°You¡¯ve never taught me! How would I¡¯ve known?¡± He rebutted. ¡°Haven¡¯t I told you, if youe across something you don¡¯t know or are unfamiliar with do not make a big scene. Instead stay quiet and I will naturally exin it to you.¡± ¡°Humph!¡± Rong Wang studied Feng Ming¡¯s face, and it was rather transparent that he wasn¡¯t satisfied. Not paying heed, he ignored Feng Ming¡¯s mistake and reached for the boy¡¯s cor, and drew the cloak cor together to seal in the warmth. He bent down and intimately whispered, ¡°When these flowers bloom they are a splendid sight, but if you greet them with this sour face of yours you¡¯ll make them heart broken.¡± Listening to Rong Wang¡¯s concession, Feng Ming was bashful with the man¡¯s way with words. He was still reluctant to admit any wrong doing, so he waved it off and said, ¡°I¡¯m not mad, just merely curious to why it has been given such a name considering they only open in winter, why are they called ¡®Three months of Spring¡¯?¡± Suddenly a strange and wicked smile stretched across Rong Tian¡¯s lips, with a soft and mischievous voice he whispered into Feng Ming¡¯s ear. ¡°These flowers are capable of invigorating the one¡¯s passion until they are bursting at the seams. The nomenture refers to the actual ¡®usage¡¯ and ¡®effectiveness¡¯. Dearest Crown Prince, why else would they be nted so plentifully around the Imperial concubine quarters?¡± They were that type of flowers with that type of usage. By the time Feng Ming had time fully digested what Rong Tian had exined to him, his face immediately lit up like a matchstick. Whilst they were dawdling, he had plucked a stem of this said flower and had been innocently twirling it in his hand. Upon realisation, he had quickly thrown the offensive ¡®Three months of lust¡¯ at the King¡¯s chest. In a disgusted voice he tantly scolded the man. ¡°I knew something was fishy, I wondered what purpose you had by taking a detour and you brought me here!¡± Rong Tian defended, ¡°You were the one that asked why me me? As the Prince, when you are unfamiliar on how to handle matters, you should be thoroughly reprimanded. Nowe over here and I will punish you for not fulfilling our goals fromst night, instead we shall conclude it here.¡± Feng Ming froze on the spot. Rong Wang had only meant it as a joke and found the Prince¡¯s reaction priceless. He reached forth, taking Feng Ming¡¯s hand into his own, so they could walk hand in hand to their next destination. Along the way, Feng Ming wasughing, telling jokes and banters to amuse the King. It was not long before they reached the perimeters of the Queen¡¯s pce. Standing in the grand entrance of her gates the unloved Prince could not help but feel unease as he recalled the lukewarm reception he had thest time. His heart was reluctant to step forwards and ultimately he refused to ce his foot forwards to enter any further. The Regent King understood the Prince¡¯s mindset and difort thus he did his best to console the boy ¡°The Queen stays within the innermost chambers and rarely ventures out. We will only visit the King, as there¡¯s no need to see the Queen.¡± The King boldly stepped forwards taking the lead by walking through the gate and to the side. Prompting the Prince to follow in his footsteps, finally Feng Ming took a gulp and gathered his nerves to cautiously follow. Across their path numerous guards stood on watch, each man saluted and greeted their masters. On the day of the Queen¡¯s Birthday, Feng Ming was pretty much herded back to the Prince¡¯s chambers after the meet and greet of the ceremony. He barely had the chance to take a look around the secondrgest living quarter within the Royal grounds. It was only natural that he would be curious, taking the opportunity to peek back and forth at his surroundings. Gradually the path they took lead into a wide corridor where near the end they took a left turn through a small door, which connected into a smaller hallway that was equally as long. Rong Tian continued his pace guiding Feng Ming. The couple continued to walk for a while. Again they made a turn, entering another narrow corridor, which appeared to host less traffic and guards. At the end, it was connected to a small corridor, which was immensely different to the rest of the Pce. In contrast the building design was less elegant and it was awfully peaceful. The hallway didn¡¯t feel inviting, it was tunnel-like, even though the sun was beaming down overhead where they were going to advance into had no windows. Instead this hallway depended on two rows of torch to illuminate the darkness. Chapter Volume 1 16.2 [NOVEL] FENG YU JIU TIAN CHAPTER 16 PART 2 ¡°Where is this ce?¡± Feng Ming suddenly felt very unsettled, he was still standing behind Rong Tian and with the sight presented before him his legs were hesitant to march down the eerie hallway. He was soft spoken but his voice managed to echo down the narrow and confined corridor ¡°Don¡¯t make a fuss, just follow me.¡± Both men remained silent, venturing deeper into the mysterious path. One lead and one followed obediently after 5 to 6 minutes they finally halted. They had reached the end of the corridor where a small door sat. The metal details on the door had long lost their metallic lustre by the aging of countless months and years. The main highlight of the rustic relic was arge cast iron padlock which had turned slightly green from erosion. Feng Ming¡¯s heart started to race as he couldn¡¯t refrain from associating this situation with the television shows about Ancient martial arts sects, where each usually held a dark and forbidden secret only the disciples were privileged to learn. A shiver ran down his spine, as gloomy thoughts circled his mind. It couldn¡¯t be that the King isn¡¯t in a and instead Rong Tian has imprisoned him in here!? Over the past months he had gradually developed good feelings towards the Regent King, at least managing to get along. His impression of Rong Tian had progressively shifted to a positive light. Regardless of their development, deep down inside Feng Ming knew a malevolent beast resided inside Rong Tian. He had witnessed it awaken several times when the Regent King handled matters. On asion the man¡¯s resolve was vicious and merciless, driven not yield to others nor offer any kindness. It was possible that he would rebel against his superior andmit treason without a blink of his eyes. The Prince¡¯s heart was hammering hard against his chest. There was a chance that this was the scheme of treacherous officials conspiring to overthrow the current King, to seize the throne out of greed or discontent. As he pondered over the possibilities, there were ws which remained perplexing. Especially, why was Feng Ming brought here by Rong Tian? Although he was specting, the thought about being entangled into such terrible traitorous conspiracies within the Pce sent more chills over his body. Their surrounding was smothered by a deadly silence and there was no trace of guard footprints or any disturbances on the dusty floor. Rong Wang¡¯s face was determined, he reached into his bosom and drew out a key, steadily clicking the metal in ce and turning it firmly to unlock the padlock. Removing the rusty metal, he pushed the heavy iron reinforced door open, revealing a steep and dark staircase. A rush of cold wind blew up from the staircase and assaulted Feng Ming¡¯s senses. Even his mink cape couldn¡¯t prevent the chill from seeping in, the cold air were like tendrilsshing at them. The Prince shivered against the icy breeze. ¡°Why are your hands so cold? This staircase will lead to is a secret chamber that is underground, there is arge harbour of ice, make sure you don¡¯t catch a cold.¡± Rong Tian had turned around to face Feng Ming, grabbing hold of one of the boy¡¯s frost bitten hands he carefully lead him step by step down the stone stairway. Eventually they reached the end of the stairwell, and entered apletely different world. As if they walked into a fairy tale of a Crystal Pce made of ice. The temperature inside the cavity was beyond freezing but the beauty of the translucent ice walls gave a feeling of ethereal magic. To Feng Ming¡¯s surprise he was standing in a grand chamber constructed solely from ice. He spun around to face one of the many ice walls that divided the room, and was shocked to see two rows of jars. It was pottery was used in Xi Rei to keep relics of the dead during funeral rites. These vessels were stacked neatly everywhere within the room. The next object that made Feng Ming reel backwards was a ssy coffin that had been carved out of ice, the surface was embedded extravagantly with countless precious crystals and rocks. The casket was positioned in the middle of the icy room and there was a person lying inside. Feng Ming swallowed and he moved closer to take a look. His eyes set on a handsome looking individual, who was wearing the royal clothing of Xi Rei. The man appeared young not a day over thirty. It can¡¯t be! This is the King of Xi Rei? Sure enough as if Rong Tian had heard Feng Ming¡¯s inner thoughts, he suddenly knelt down beside the coffin and proceeded to bow three times. As he stood up he confirmed the question in Feng Ming¡¯s mind, ¡°He is the King of Xi Rei, your father.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes fixated on the cold dead corpse lying in front of him, his skin tingling from the news. He felt numbness swept over his body. ¡°He was in a right? How is this¡¡± The Regent King cut him off. ¡°That is what is known and epted by everyone outside, in truth the King had passed away many years ago.¡± ¡°Who did it?¡± spat Feng Ming as he nervously stared in disbelief at Rong Tian. If ¡®An He¡¯s¡¯ situation was the result of the cold blooded murder then it was just too cruel. Everything that had happened to the Original Prince was all because someone wanted power and the throne. The downstream tragedy was that the Crown Prince became a prisoner within his own Pce and a man¡¯s ything. His stomach was making knots in disgust. ¡°I do not know who was responsibly as the King¡¯s death was extremely sudden. There was not even the slightest clue that could exin his death or a trace thereafter. On the morning of his death, the maids had routinely entered his bedchambers to wake and prepare him for his official duties. However, they found that the King had stopped breathing. Afterwards, we executed everyone that knew of his death, and then fabricated a story that the King was ill. A few days passed and we officially announced that the King had fallen into a mysterious incurable sleep. The power of the state was assigned to me and I govern as the Regent King.¡± Seeing Feng Ming staring at him and hisplexion whiten the Regent King prompted, ¡°Are you suspecting that I am the culprit?¡± His guess was spot on, that was the doubt running through Feng Ming¡¯s mind. ¡°The King is dead, aren¡¯t matters currently in your favour? If it wasn¡¯t so, how else would you be able to monopolise the Royal court?¡± used Feng Ming. Rong Wang¡¯s face remained emotionless and he stared nkly at Feng Ming before abruptly swinging his arm across to the boy by the waist. Feng Ming was caught off guard by the King¡¯s sweeping motion, startling him to the point he froze over like the ice around him. All he could do was look wide eyed into Rong Tian¡¯s face. ¡°Don¡¯t be foolish, I¡¯ve purposely of brought you here to inform you of this matter,¡± Rong Tian nted the corner of his lips onto Feng Ming¡¯s, kissing him deeply twice. He gently continued ¡°secrets within the pce are vast and limitless, what I¡¯ve exposed to you is the biggest kept secret in all of Xi Rei. The King passed away years ago and the suddenness of this death would have been a golden opportunity for an uprising within the Royal court. There are countless individuals within the ranks that are blood thirsty and crave the throne for their own. The death of the King was never announced, and an excuse was used to conceal his passing.¡± ¡°Was it really necessary?¡± ¡°The Prince was too young at that time, he was unable to inherit the throne and seed his father. The King has a younger brother, who is ambitious and would have jumped at the chance to im his birth rights as the Crowned Prince to be the next King. To avoid having him surge into the Pce with soldiers we had no other choice but to conceal the King¡¯s death.¡± ¡°Such a big matter and you¡¯ve managed to maintain everyone in the dark?¡± Rong Wang¡¯s lips eased into a soft smile, he gazed down at Feng Ming and lovingly whispered. ¡°The matter depends on the individual.¡± Inside Feng Ming could onlypare the attitude and treatment the ¡®Original Prince¡¯ received. He was confused to how Rong Tian who treated him so harshly was so willing to risk so much for the ¡®Original Prince¡¯s¡¯ sake? Standing huddled together in the wintry room, Rong Tian sweet and kind moment was in a hard toe by, Feng Ming knew better than to say something to offend the man. ¡°The Prince was in a dire circumstance as his fate lied with the destiny of Xi Rei and was constantly surrounded by conspiracy and danger. Since he was born he has been the target of several assassination attempts. For the sake of protecting the Prince so he can reach the day he could ascend the throne, the Queen and the most trusted court official Rong Wang** discussed and arranged for the Crown Prince to be ¡®exchanged¡¯ and raised externally.¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Feng Ming was shaken by what his head was trying to process. ¡°Then An he, that means? The Crowned Prince within the Pce¡¡± ¡°Yes, he was a fake.¡± ¡°So after all this, I am actually a fake?¡± Feng Ming then lit up with excitement. ¡°Then who is the real Prince? Don¡¯t tell me it¡¯s you?¡± Rong Tian nodded in confirmation, ¡°Yes, it was me. I was the Prince that was smuggled from the Royal Pce to live at Official Rong¡¯s Estate. There I was raised sheltered from danger by living under an assumed identity as Rong Wang¡¯s son. When I grew up my adopted father passed away, naturally I inherited his title and took over the matters of the court.¡± Feng Ming blinked his eyes in disbelief for a long time, before finally saying ¡°Anyway, that means you aren¡¯t a Cao Cao, instead you are a roon!¡± He shook his head, conceding ¡°No wonder the Queen was indifferent and treated me so coldly, in contrast to you being fawned by her love.¡± ¡°Feng Ming, the reason why I¡¯ve told you my story today, is because you are in danger.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t try to frighten me again!¡± chills ran down his spine, he growled ¡°If you want me to return the title of your rightful heritage just ask me directly! Don¡¯t scare me in such a creepy ce!¡± King Rong didn¡¯t budge, he was not joking. ¡°I¡¯ve received a message, and the message informed me that the secret surrounding the King¡¯s death has been exposed. Previously they did not have significant definitive evidence to prove otherwise and we were able to smother any suspicions. We weren¡¯t so fortunate this time as it appears our opposition has in their possession proper concrete evidence.¡± ¡°So what?¡± Then the Prince thought about it for a moment and it immediately struck him. ¡°Oh, I know. Now that there are rumours spreading around Xi Rei, the King¡¯s brother must be storming in to im back the throne! That means Xi Rei will be in utter chaos.¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Rong Wang shed him a praising smile which quickly shifted into a stern look. ¡°This man¡¯s name is An Xun. He had failed time and time again to win the title as the Crowned Prince in favour to his older brother. His forceful efforts were fruitless, so he left Xi Rei and married into the Royal family in the Country of Fan Jia. Now that there is an opening to seize what he has sought for so many years, it is only right to say it¡¯s his opportunity of a life time which he will certainly not miss.¡± ¡°Even if he returns, you are here to see over matters, there¡¯s no need to fear him.¡± Feng Ming stated calmly. ¡°An Xun has nted numerous spies within the Pce, I¡¯ve caught and rooted out the majority of them. However, there remain countless enemies which have concealed themselves well. Even I have failed to detect them.¡± He paused. ¡°Feng Ming, think about it, if you wanted to seize the throne, what would be the most convenient solution?¡± ¡°A solution?¡± Feng Ming scratched his head then a spark lit up, ¡°Kill the Crowned Prince?¡± ¡°In your words precisely, even a child would use this method. That¡¯s right, if the Prince was killed, then An He could use his authority and fairly overtake the throne. Even all the ministers and the Queen would not be able to suppress his uprising, that¡¯s because An Xun carries the Royal lineage in his blood, it is his birth right.¡± ¡°But I¡¯m not the Crowned Prince, you are the Real one.¡± ¡°In the past I never concerned myself if the ¡®fake¡¯ Prince was to be murdered, he was sought to fill my role and live a life of luxury, in the end he would have merely been my scapegoat. But you¡¡± Rong Tian took a deep breath, bracing Feng Ming tighter in his arms. ¡°Did you know that recently someone had been tampering with your food and drinks?¡± ¡°What? I didn¡¯t notice.¡± ¡°I have already dealt with the problem however the servant that had been slowly poisoning youmitted suicide; I never had the chance to interrogate her.¡± Feeling Feng Ming¡¯s heart racing so much it practically fell out from this chest made the Kingugh, ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid, I am here. No one will be able to harm you. However, the situation we have at hand is critical, you must exercise caution everywhere. For instance, in the garden today you made a small mistake make sure not to repeat it. When food, clothing and gifts are sent to you by others don¡¯t just casually consume them. I¡¯m more worried about your impulsive and naive behaviour. You are too easy to take advantage of.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s face bittered. ¡°How could being a Prince be more terrifying than living as 007 with all his enemies?¡± ¡°Alright, well let¡¯s end the conversation here. Behave yourself from now on, and don¡¯t stir trouble. Now let¡¯s go horse riding.¡± ¡°Great! Let¡¯s go quickly!¡± Just hearing the word horse had lightened Feng Ming¡¯s mood, he was anxious to leave the strange and gloomy sanctuary, he took the lead and pulled Rong Tian in a hurry out of the room. ------------------------------------------------- Chapter Volume 1 17 Terminology: Terrace (for agriculture): Using slops by carving tiered tforms to cultivate crops. The design allows maximum usage of sunlight, decrease soil erosion and harnessing natural water run-off. They look amazing from a ne too! ----------------------------- The two men rushed out of the pce, galloping away into the fields. Feng Ming¡¯s spirit waspletely uplifted. There was no trace of the shadowy darkness, as he suppressed the unpleasant thoughts into the back of his mind. King Rong¡¯s horsemanship was worthy of envy, as he held his lover with one hand, he maintained the reins with the other, speeding into and challenging the hurtling wind. As cold gusts of windshed continuously, the pair remained carefree as the thrill was exhrating experience. Feng Ming head peeped out from under the cloak that the King had tightly wrapped around him like a bundle. Arge goofy grin was painted across his face as he released shouts and cheers. Rong Tian reined in White Cloud to a halt; he swiftly dismounted and carefully carried the Prince back down to earth. ¡°If Spring was here, this field would be filled with endless stretches of grass that appear to reach of the skies. Studded with countless flowers, a sight that is truly enchanting.¡± He glimmered, pointing to the vast and barrenndscape in front of them. ¡°Now it¡¯s bare!¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t spare the dried up emptynd a second nce Rong Tian rarely had the luxury of venturing outside of the pce on non-official business, and here he was trying to create a romantic atmosphere aiming to move Feng Ming heart. ¡°Yes, that¡¯s true. However, it is the lonely cruel winter that makes usment for warmth of spring¡¯s prosperity. All living beings on earth live in a cycle don¡¯t they?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, that¡¯s the amazing strength of life,¡± Feng Ming secretly thought whether it was an appropriate time to unt his ¡®talent with words¡¯. ¡®Wildfires may strip thend of life, but once the spring wind blows the battlefields will flourish.¡¯ Those words weren¡¯t his and Feng Ming wasn¡¯tfortable stealing someone else¡¯s words, so he had better forget about his disy. White Cloud had been nibbling at by a patch of dried grass he flicked his long tail and trotted slowly to his master seeking attention. The prized pet was feeling disced, jealous that Feng Ming had gained more importance than him. Oblivious to the animal¡¯s displeasure, Feng Ming felt a crazy attraction to the horse, the gravity of the force was stronger than any feelings he had for the King. This was one dangerous love triangle. Wanting to feel the sleeky length of White Cloud¡¯s tail, the prince couldn¡¯t resist trying to catch it in his hand. White Cloud was the property of the Regent King who did nothing but spoil him. He was a proud animal and he shunned contact other than his master. His rejection to Feng Ming was evident as he responded by whipping his tail into the boy¡¯s face then turned back to offer a disgruntled neigh. ¡°Be careful,¡± The Regent King long anticipated that Feng Ming would do something to provoke his pet, as expected the repercussions of Feng Ming¡¯s action only served to give him augh. When White Cloud whipped his tail at the Prince¡¯s face for round two, Rong Tian stepped between and separated the boy and the animal. The fact that Feng Ming failed to grab hold of White Cloud¡¯s tail frustrated him, he red at the beast angrily snapping ¡°He is looking down on me!¡± ¡°Why did you go and provoke him? Horse¡¯s have a temper, besides White Cloud is the best horse in Xi Rei.¡± ¡°I¡¯m being stared down at by a horse, it makes me angry!¡± Feng Ming gritted his teeth, and reminded the King ¡°I want to ride White Cloud and you promised me that I could take a long ride today.¡± Rong Wang raised an eyebrow, ¡°You¡¯ve injured yourself therest night are you still able to ride?¡± Recalling his humiliating injury, Feng Ming grew even more enraged. He snatched Rong Tian¡¯s cor and threatened, ¡°I want to ride and I will not give up until I do!¡± The King was caught up in the boy¡¯s demand, he had no other option than to raise his hands up and surrender, ¡°Alright, I will ride ap with you. Just around this mountain how does that sound?¡± Feng Ming immediately jumped at the offer, and the King mounted and lifted the Prince so this time he sat mounted front of him. In fear of working up Feng Ming¡¯s injuries in this position, Rong Tian refused to let the horse bolt carelessly. Instead he had limited White Cloud to stroll. Along the way as the pair passedndmarks the Regent King¡¯s guide and mentor role kicked in. The lovely scenery became the ssroom as the King taught his pupil geography and local conditions. ¡°Over there lies Xi Rei River, thergest river in our country. Thend which the river crosses is highly fertile and gives rise to the majority of our agricultural sess.¡± Feng Ming gazed into the distance, sure enough caught sight of arge body of water rushing and snaking through thendscape from the east. On either side were countless plots of cultivatednd. Although it was winter hardworking peasants were stillbouring away. He didn¡¯t understand farming so after a few more nces he was disinterested. Instead he turned his attention to the high mountain ranges that were beyond the farnds which appeared to span far into the distance. ¡°Look over there, there are so many peaks, those are more spectacr. When Spring arrives you have to take me to the mountains to y.¡± ¡°All day long you only think about having fun. Next Spring will be your eighteenth birthday do you know what that means?¡± Spoiling the mood the Regent King was talking about politics again¡Feng Ming immediately frowned and gave the King a look. ¡°What are you trying to imply?¡± ¡°The Crowned Prince is eighteen therefore you can ascend the throne.¡± ¡°I know, at that time you want me to return your title, right?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s pitiful expression was entertaining, Rong Tian let out a chuckle before stroking Feng Ming¡¯s back tenderly. ¡°Feng Ming, next year Xi Rei¡¯s power fight for the throne will finally conclude. Such aplicated matter will be settled, however, it won¡¯t be without enormous difficulties ahead. For us to be able to survive till next March is a hard task.¡± ¡°Please don¡¯t speak of such depressing matters! Aren¡¯t we out here to enjoy ourselves today? Even if you work hard you can¡¯t neglect the joys of living and having fun. How about we set aside business and work on leisure?¡± The Prince protested. Rong Wang lovingly stroked Feng Ming¡¯s head in apology. If given opportunity to meet both men at the same time, one may be surprised to hear that they were in fact roughly the same age. Inparison whenever you looked at Rong Wang, he always appeared to be old and wise as if he had matured years ahead of Feng Ming. Fengming looked deeply into Rong Wang¡¯s face and then suddenly thought of all that the Regent King had to endure to reach the stage he was at. Growing up surrounded by feuds and conspiracies was an unhealthy environment. No wonder why the man was so stern and tense. How many secrets of his past were still hidden deep inside? Was he scarred from such aplicated childhood? The more Feng Ming put his mind to it, the more he felt sorry. Rong Tian was like a modern day child that grew up from a dysfunctional family. The Prince decided to let this one slip. With sympathy he purposely changed the subject, ¡°Where was I up to?¡± ¡°You just said that in spring you wanted to climb the mountains.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right. There are so many hillsides to be explored, I bet in spring it will be stunningly beautiful.¡± Feng Ming giggled. Rong Wang let out a sigh, ¡°Those Mountains are a pleasing to the eyes from where we stand but in reality the terrain is not weing. Numerous mountain ranges make up the majority of Xi Rei¡¯snd and unfortunately there isn¡¯t much arablend left. Our yearly harvest is barely able to get us over a long winter. If there is a bad harvest, that year our people will face a famine and we will need to seek assistance from other countries paying a fortune for provisions.¡± Feng Ming raised his head to look out into the distance sure enough there were only a limited area of t ins on either side of the river. The mountains girted these ins and they were all covered with withering dead growth. ¡°Sure it is mountainous, there¡¯s still soil shouldn¡¯t it be fertile, why haven¡¯t you taken advantage of the hills?¡± ¡°The slopes are too steep. The nts aren¡¯t able to receive enough regted water, sunlight and nutrition how can thisnd be used? Cultivating the hillside is inconvenient, what¡¯s more is addressing the problem of irrigation. The water needed to sustain the crops would be much higher than what we use with the crops near the banks of the river.¡± Casually Feng Ming replied, ¡°You can transform the mountain. Oh! If you construct terraces then your problem would be solved!¡± ¡°Oh?¡± The strange suggestion had the Regent King by the ear, ¡°What is a ¡®terrace¡¯?¡± Feng Ming snapped and shouted out in frustration about how ¡®behind¡¯ these ancient folks were. On the spot he gave a quick verbal lesson to the concept of utilizing terraces for cultivation of crops. It wasn¡¯t helping as he couldn¡¯t physically show Rong Tian on White Clouds back. Subsequently, Feng Ming convinced the King to dismount. Squatting on the grass like a child in a school¡¯s yground, Feng Ming quickly hunted down a few rocks to use in his diagram he had drawn out with a stick. After demonstrating the various terrace designs he had remembered from his era, he quickly rushed the King to take him back up on the horse so they could resume their ride. ¡°Let¡¯s stop here.¡± The Prince asked when they reached the foothill of a small slope where they both dismounted again so the lesson on how to construct the foundations of the terraces could be taught. Rong Tian listened earnestly, asionally nodding his head. Finally arge smile stretched across his face, as the man was satisfied with the new knowledge gained. It also served as praise for the boy¡¯s logic. Even White Cloud could sense that the boy was gloating in the way he presented himself, this time he allowed Feng Ming to bath in Rong Tian¡¯s attention. Instead of reiming his rightful position with his master, the white steed turned his attention on grazing to the side. ¡°I understand the idea of installing levelled terraces, now what I don¡¯t understand is how to resolve the irrigation problems¡¡± ¡°Irrigation is a major agricultural aspect. I was stupid I should have contributed earlier with what I know!¡± It was evident by now that Feng Ming had been strongly influenced by Rong Tian, now when it came down to business, he was equally serious and invested. ¡°To my knowledge, there are several gold standards of agricultural irrigation from my era. There are tankers that carry loads of water and disperse them evenly to the crops; we could also install irrigation channels. Given that our challenge is uphill we can¡¯t so apply the second option. There¡¯s another possibility, if we were to build arge reservoir on the hill side, and then allow it to umte rain water, then we can go forth with ¡®canals¡¯. Secondly, in the meantime we can deal with the water shortage by carrying by horse drawn tankers.¡± The King sped his hands together in thought, ¡°Although I don¡¯t know what you mean by tankers and irrigation channels, I like the sound of harnessing rainwater and turning the mountains into usefulnd, if this n is sessful, Xi Rei¡¯s agriculture will flourish.¡± Having finished on that sentence, Rong Tian reached out and clutched onto Feng Ming¡¯s hand. His eyes gazed out into thendscape with a glint of renewed hope for thend. He could barely able to hide his excitement, ¡°Feng Ming your knowledge is going to revolutionise Xi Rei. ording to your suggestions, if our ns carry through, we shall be able to transform this harsh environment to be one that will provide an endless supply of food to our people. This is more vital than any policies or country rtions.¡± The Kings words were impassioned. Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help but to feel proud of this moment, ¡°Of course, only I¡¯m capable of turning you into a man of legend, the King of Kings.¡± Rong Wang noticed theplete change in the Prince¡¯s behaviour that went from a serious to the gloating child in front of him. It made his heart flutter inside and he immediately drew Feng Ming into his arms and told the boy, ¡°This will be a turning point in the history of Xi Rei. Shall we do something special tomemorate the asion?¡± ¡°What are we going to do?¡± ¡°Naturally, I¡¯m implying something romantic¡¡± Rong Wang chuckled as he had leaned over the Prince. Feng Ming was pinned onto the grass under the King¡¯s body, finally alert to what the King had been hinting at, he struggled and blushed. Where they were lying was a decent patch of long brittle grass, just enough to conceal them if they were lying down. ¡°It¡¯s broad daylight, aren¡¯t you even a bit ashamed of yourself!¡± Midway through his protest, the King¡¯s tongue entangled his own. The couple engaged their tongues exploring the moist warmth inside each other¡¯s mouths. A yful smile formed on Rong Wang¡¯s lips, taking the lead as his hands probed beyond the folds of Feng Ming¡¯s clothing leaving the belt in ce, His warm hands slipped in so he could caress the soft buds on the Prince¡¯s chest, which hardened under the gentle attention. ¡°Ahh¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯s nipples were being tormented by the devil¡¯s touch and he could not hold back a sob as the contact became unbearable. He started to whimper, he twisted his neck and the hue of pink flushed up from the nape to his cheeks. The sight was certainly a temptation of flesh. Rong Wang felt his abdomen burn, his organ tingling with the surge of heat that raged havoc in his mind, especially when he was edged on by the stimting sounds and sights beneath him. He knew he had to be patient with Feng Ming, for now he worked on satisfying his lover. His hands kneaded the erection that peaked up from the lower half of Feng Ming¡¯s clothing, massaging in a circlet motion until the boy arched his back to gasps out. At that moment the King locked his mouth over the opened lips, doubling the force and passion in his kiss. Attacking those soft lips until Feng Ming was left senseless. Whenever he was touched by the King, it was like he was in the hands of a professional that knew all the spots of his body to tease. The state of his mind left him powerless to effectively decline the heavy petting, and it seems like he too had forgotten that he was ¡®injured yesterday¡¯. Rong Tian had undone his outer cloak andid it t out on top of the earth beneath them. Just as he had shifted Feng Ming¡¯s flippant body to rest on the warm material to continue their session, both men heard a sudden burst of hooves galloping nearby. The noise was drawing closer by each second, until it wentpletely past them. The Regent King could not help but to frown as the interruption had clearly spoilt the mood. He had taken Feng Ming out of the pce under the guise of a ride as a ¡®couple¡¯. However, unknown to the Prince the King had ordered two squadrons of horsemen to stand guard a good distance away. Since who ever had managed to bypass the guards, indicated their interruption was due to an emergency within the pce that urgently required attention. Although Rong Tian sat at the highest rank, he didn¡¯t even have the privilege of half a day off from his duties. Rong Wang looked lovingly at Feng Ming, and released a disappointed sigh, to be interrupted at such a romantic time where both of them were just about to peak. Seeing there was no time to y anymore, it was only best to bundle up his lover, and help him fasten his clothes and cloak before whoever had rode past returned. Feng Ming who had also heard the thundering hooves rushed past where theyid knew it had meant their time together had fell through, his face turned gloomy. The two mounted White Cloud and set off. At a rapid pace they headed back to the pce, where they were intercepted by a minor official who was acting as the messenger. The man drew his reigns, dismounted and greeted the pair, ¡°My respects to the Crown Prince and King Rong.¡± Rong Tian replied bitterly, ¡°If you have something to say, go ahead.¡± ¡°Yes your highness! I¡¯m here to report from the Pce that the King¡¯s younger brother, An Xun of Fan Jia is on a tour to Xi Rei. He has almost reached the capital.¡± Feng Ming looked a bit shocked. Boy, I only heard about this man in the morning and he is here by the afternoon! Considering An Xun is the son inw of Fan Jia¡¯s King, Feng Ming wondered if he had brought along the Princess. ¡°I understand. So An Xun has travelled to Xi Rei to represent Fan Jia. We will both quickly return to the pce and wee our guests.¡± The pair¡¯s ns for the day were aborted, as Rong Tian rushed back to the Pce with Feng Ming. Chapter Volume 1 18 Oh, so I realised I was reaching the end of volume one. Silly me, did I never share the proper spread artwork of volume one with the folks at home? Well here it is below. The art is by Liu Wei who goes by several other names. Here is Mr. Cockblocker no. 1 (An Xun) And I thought it may help if I updated the FYJT world map so you guys know where Fan Jia is located. Green ¨C Fan Jia Red ¨C Li Orange ¨C Xi Rei Blue ¨C Tong ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Notes: Be aware that nobles, royalty tend to refer to themselves as a third person. With Fan Jia¡¯s An Xun procession quickly looming the pce doors, Feng Ming and Rong Tian rushed back to their chambers, exchanging their riding garments for their official court clothing. The security had forwarded word that the important guest was making his way through the capital. ¡°Open the gates!¡± A chorus of sounding bells and beating drums weed the guests. The court officials led by Feng Ming were all lined up in the front courtyard, standing before the main section of the pce and all ready to greet their special visitors from afar. The strangers were dressed in the attire of traditional to their country, each were wearing an iconic ck cloak. One of the arrivals took the lead, walking in front with his chin up and dignified. On top of his head was a glistening gold crown, needless to say this had to be the notorious An Xun. ¡°Good to see you Prince An He,¡± An Xun slowly paced towards Feng Ming, offering the slightest of bows, a gesture that was very gentlemanly. ¡°An He is most delighted to see his Royal Uncle.¡± Feng Ming reciprocated the manners. Although this man had married into another country, he was still capable of enforcing his blood inheritance. In Feng Ming¡¯s imagination, he had expected to be confronted by a treacherous looking scoundrel instead he was pleasantly surprised at how handsome An Xun appeared. There was definitely a simrity between ¡®his¡¯ uncle and the Regent King. However, An Xun¡¯s skin was pale, and in an overall assessment he was slightly androgynous. Regardless, he was actually quite an attractive man. ¡°Uncle has journeyed for so long, An He had to personally wee your honourable presence, else it would be aplete shame.¡± Feng Ming was basically biting his tongue as he picked his words. The unnatural pattern of speech was giving him a headache. An Xun¡¯s eyes zed over his nephew, sizing him up as a smile drew across his lips. ¡°Many years have pasts since I¡¯vest seen you now the Prince is all grown up. Uncle is very relieved. Uncle has resided in Fan Jia for countless years and has not had the opportunity to visit your father, which I hope to make amend during this visit. Recently, I have heard rumours entailing my Royal brother¡¯s condition. I¡¯ve heard horrible news that his condition is growing dimmer, An Xun felt restless thus immediately rushed days and nights on end to return to brother¡¯s side.¡± Raising his hand he signalled a servant behind him, moving to her master she produced a small shiny box. Taking the box into his hands, he opened the container and revealed the content had been delicately wrapped inyer andyers of intricate and beautiful linen. Indicating the content was something rare and exceptional. ¡°This here is the secret treasure of Fan Jia, the Spirit of the Snake a preserved galldder that has been aged over a millennium. It has unspoken powers, capable of reversing a desperate situation. An Xun has personally arrived to Xi Rei with this gift and wishes to help your father¡¯s illness. Dearest Prince if you could kindly lead the way to where my good brother rests.¡± An Xun lifted his hand ushering the Prince to take the lead, with such a stunning speech and grand disy of his loving intentions how was Feng Ming supposed to decline the invitation? He needed a quick fix to cover the truth that the King of Xi Rei had long taken hisst breath, and it was impossible to take him to see the living being. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes darted around desperately, catching Rong Wang¡¯s attention who immediately inserted, ¡°The good King of Fan Jia has travelled endlessly, how did you managed to get here? We only received word of your approach to the city.¡± An Xun had left Xi Rei for over ten years and had never returned during that period. However, he kept himself well informed about Xi Rei court matters. The man who stood awe-inspiring that spoke unwavering to him was no doubt the newly appointed Regent King, Rong Wang. He understood that the man was in control and dominated the current political affairs of Xi Rei. He felt that this¡¯ Rong Wang¡¯ had an even more overbearing and powerful presence in contrast to his predecessor. There was an air of mystery around the confident handsome face. ¡°On this trip, I was carrying a precious cargo. The travel ns were rushed, and the number of troops in the entourage was minimal for convenience. To prevent mishaps along the way, the soldiers were ordered to cover our tracks as we sullied forth to Xi Rei for this great emergency. It was only when we reached the city was it necessary to erect the gs of Fan Jia.¡± An Xun lifted his gaze and settled momentarily on the Regent King before turning his eyes towards Feng Ming. He cupped his hands in obeisance and lifted up to ask for a pardon. ¡°Uncle¡¯s failure to notify you of my pending arrival was my fault, forgive me my Prince.¡± ¡°There¡¯s nothing to be pardoned, and no need for such formalities.¡± ¡°You are my blood rtive, why the degree of courtesy?Most importantly is dear brother¡¯s sickness, I would like to meet with Xi Rei¡¯s King at once.¡± He persisted by bringing back the topic of seeing the King in person almost too casually. Feng Ming yed with the information he had been given, An Xun definitely had the upper hand, the King was nothing but a body. He couldn¡¯t help but shudder at the level of cunning acting his uncle was portraying in this pre-emptive attack. Just as he was about to signal to Rong Tian for a helping hand, the Regent King intercepted the ball once again. ¡°The King is in the inner Pce recuperating, he is currently not seeing any outsiders. However Fan Jia¡¯s King is also the Royal brother of Xi Rei¡¯s king who has brought a medical treasure for the King to use, hence, it is a different story altogether. May I have the honour of leading Fan Jia Wang to the King?¡± ¡°That is good.¡± An Xun had seeded in achieving his goal, he set aside the treasure in his hands showing that he was eager to depart. King Rong tilted his head, eyeing the vast numbers of Imperial Guards that had escorted the Royal visitor. ¡°The King is resting, I¡¯m afraid we must not disturb him.¡± ¡°Certainly.¡± He simply replied. An Xun knew the meaning behind the man¡¯s words, he turned around andmanded his men, ¡°All stand down and wait for my return in the annex, only Xun Tian is permitted to remain as my guard.¡± Feng Ming had no idea concerning King Rong¡¯s intentions. Were they taking An Xun to see the cold dead corpse that lied in the icy crypt? He was a nervous wreck, he couldn¡¯t help but to secretly tugged at the King¡¯s sleeve, catching the man¡¯s attention he signalled desperately with his eyes, along the lines of ¡®What the hell are we going to do!¡¯ Rong Tian issued him a sly smile. The party of important men entered the inner grounds of the Pce, and walked towards the Queen¡¯s quarters. Feng Ming knew the location of the King¡¯s body, hidden deep in a maze of corridors that lead to an underground cavern. But with An Xun and his personal guard easing towards Xi Rei¡¯srgest and darkest secret he couldn¡¯t help but feel apprehensive of what was toe. There was nofort from Rong Tian who had walked beside him. ¡°The King has been recuperating within the Queen¡¯s quarters.¡± Rong Tian pointed at the closed doors. The men had reached the gates for the grand entrance into the intricatework of the Queen¡¯s chambers. ¡°I can finally see my Royal brother. I wonder whether the years have changed his appearance.¡± An Xun sighed loudly. Pushing pass the entrance the four men entered the reception hall. Due to the Queen¡¯s preference of a serene environment, inside the building was only guarded by a few soldiers. Rather it was filled with several maids that upied themselves with cleaning and tending to the gardens. Upon seeing who had entered, the servants all quickly paid their respects to the men. They continued their way, threading through the spacious reception hall and into the grand hall. It was the room that was used for the official greetings during the Queen¡¯s Birthday ceremony. The Prince was shaking as he maintained his wits about him, everything that has happened so far felt like a strange drama, the problem was that this was real people, real props and now the story has developed into the climax that was riddled with tension. Usually on television, in a moment like this his heart would react by pounding in suspension¡at least amercial break would timely switch on and let his heart rx. This wasn¡¯t television and he didn¡¯t have that luxury, everything was flowing down a rapid river without stopping. Once they turn out of the main hall and pass a severalplex corridors they will be facing the secret chamber. Was Rong Tian serious about letting An Xun meet with the King? Or was this a decoy, so he could lure them into the room, entrap them and let them freeze to death in the dismal prison? Feng Ming thought about all the possibilities, his mind jumping from one conclusion to anotherpletely preupied with his thoughts. Sure enough they had made a turn heading in the right direction as Rong Tian continued navigate the men. Turning into the second corridor, all four men were startled by something unexpected. ¡°Oh?¡± ¡°Ah!!¡± Chapter Volume 1 19 Chapter 19 -------------- -insert witty remark because trying to post this has left me drained- Dear all, I read through everyone''sments in my e-mail and its been painful because I want to reply and cocktease all. Sadly, LJ is being harmed by mean people who clearly have nothing better to do - ?a me fait chier! I haven''t been able to click into my own posts after they are upped or reply to anyments. Thank you to the LJers who have tried endlessly to leave me some love. I finished tranting this chapter pretty much after chapter 18 as a surprise, didn''t go as smoothly as I nned when it came to posting! I was chuckling at the predictions...but happy to see that no one foresaw the following! <3 Sooky P.S: Thank you for the song rmends! I have a ylist made with your love. --------------- Notes: Fruits and seedlings: In ancient Chinese culture, people tend to talk about babies and children in context of seedlings and fruit. So the Prince is frequently called a fruit in this chapter¡lol Second Spring: In Chinese, the youth and love are considered one¡¯s Spring-time. Hence, having a second Spring means to enjoy a second round of love. rification of An Xun''s status: Please note that An Xun is married to the Third Princess of Fan Jia, although he is entitled "King", it''s just a name given to him as he is Royalty and is in the running for the throne. So this means that he is currently not the King of Fan Jia and is third in line for ession. The Chinese word for King (Wang) is also the same word for Imperial/Royal. --------------- At the entrance of the torch illuminated corridor, a sole figure adorned with simple silk robes was kneeling. Facing the eerie lit long stretch of corridor in front of them, the person had their head lowered keeping silence even with the uninvited guests. The rows of torches lighting the path crackled, the mes danced and flickered. Those who were familiar with the face could barely identify the person by her profile, and one could immediately notice that she was beautiful. The unexpected road block was the woman who rarely ventured out of her chambers, the Queen of Xi Rei. These four grown men had been startled, each crying out rm when they had first caught sight of her, and now after catching their breaths they exchanged looks. King Rong approached quietly, kneeling behind the Queen and whispered: ¡°Your Highness, the son inw of Fan Jia¡¯s King has arrived. An Xun has personally returned to Xi Rei offering a gift to give our King, a rare medicine.¡± Where the party had paused was narrow although Rong Wang¡¯s voice was soft, there was a slight echo that returned from the distance. Even with the mes flickering down this passage, it felt as if the other end was going to swallow you with darkness. The Queen provided no immediate answer, her head still slightly tilted downwards as if she was upied in her own little world. After a while she finally responded however there was no change in her expression. ¡°I know.¡± After providing a short sentence she returned to her taciturn behavior. Not a sound as she continued to kneel in the corridor, her presence was sealing off the path. She lifted her head up focusing her eyes at a pinpoint towards the end of the dark tunnel. Everyone was growing ufortable and as the Queen was stalling their visit, and making it impossible to bypass her. The awkward silence was piercing and no one wanted to overstep their authority. As long as the Queen remained in her position, she was cordoning the path to see the King of Xi Rei. At this point, Feng Ming did y with the idea that this sudden road block could possibly be part of Rong Tian¡¯s master n by employing the Queen in this emergency to stall for more time. What would happen if An Xun gets impatient and charges through? Doesn¡¯t that mean this n was wed? The scenario that ended badly in his mind made him shudder, he shed his eyes across to see how An Xun was reacting to the barricade. Surprisingly, An Xun appeared to be calm and without any intention of marching his way through the Queen¡¯s vigil. On the contrary, his face had paled like a ghost, and his hands were balling up. If you looked closely, beneath the thickyers of clothing you could see that he was trembling slightly. It was obvious that the sight of the Queen had a very big impact on him. How peculiar, don¡¯t tell me that there¡¯s hostility between the Queen and An Xun¡ No one knew how to react to the Queen¡¯s antics and suddenly she finally spoke breaking the tension with a forlorn voice. ¡°Since long ago the King has been ill and I am his Queen, thus by status it is my duty to oversee the prayer rituals. I¡¯ve persistently recited prayers to the heavens at a boundary a hundred paces from where he is now resting. This is a matter of the King¡¯s life and death, if there is any Intruders the spiritual powers would weaken. At this moment no one is permitted to disturb the King until I ampleted with my prayers and receive a mandate from the heavens.¡± Without turning back she ordered her son, ¡°An He, you are the King¡¯s flesh and blood, kneel beside me and start praying to the heavens for your father¡¯s recovery.¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t believe in such things, but he had no alternative. This was the Queen¡¯s personal order, there was no way out. It was best he assume the exterior of a filial son, answer to his mother¡¯s beckoning and kneel obediently beside her without a word. He thought inside, ¡®how long are we supposed to pray? Until we receive a divine answer? What was this mandate from the heavens? What if they had to be on their knees for another three to five days just to get a response, would it be a bad sign? The Queen gently reasoned, ¡°An Xun, you are also of Royal blood quickly kneel and pray for your Royal brother¡¯s health.¡± Feng Ming lowered his face from out of view, trying to hide the shock horror when he heard the Queen¡¯s secondmand. The woman was audacious, even ordering An Xun as if he was her subordinate. True enough, his uncle was lesser of rank but none the less he had return to Xi Rei carrying another Royal title to his name. He was certainly no ordinary man. If the Queen could control him with her words along, why would there be a need for Rong Tian to intervene? Wouldn¡¯t it be better if she¡¯d directly tell him to beat it! ¡°An Xun will follow your wish.¡± To everyone¡¯s surprise An Xun submitted to the Queen and immediately went down on his knees next to Feng Ming. Feng Ming swallowed the knot that had developed in his throat. The two mean were side by side, aligned behind the woman. The Prince¡¯s guesses were proven wrong, nothing was turning out like he had anticipated and he didn¡¯t like the situation which was growing ominous with each second. He bit down on his tongue fretting about his current predicament. Nervously he shed his eyes sideways in an attempt SOS signal Rong Tian. The plight was short lived he was abruptly shaken by the Queen¡¯s calm voice. She had not once turned to face the men, ¡°Only the people of Royal blood are able to pray, others withdraw.¡± ¡°Yes, your Highness.¡± King Rong replied promptly, he had anticipated the Queen¡¯s next move. Complying with hermand he offered her a respectful bow. Feng Ming knew that now he was in for it, this was an emergency. Knowing that his own thread of hope was departing he was even more desperate with his voiceless pleas. His frantic eyes caught hold of the older man, who paid no heed and only offered the younger man a faint smile. The other person remaining was An Xun¡¯s personal guard, who was awaiting his master¡¯s orders. An Xun followed suit, nodding. ¡°Leave us and wait outside for me. Without my order, do not enter.¡± With this Rong Tian and the guard disappeared from sight. Once the men left quiet washed over the corridor. Feng Ming kept his head lowered slightly and he was nearly motionless. His eyes darted around, from the Queen¡¯s back and then sideways to the man who had easily obeyed her orders. He thought inside, given the scenario it couldn¡¯t be that the three of us would talk? But at this very moment the atmosphere was strange, and he didn¡¯t dare to take the initiative to ask questions to get the ball rolling. They weren¡¯t exactly best friends he could casually talk to. Feng Ming sighed inwardly, cursing his string of bad luck and decided it was best to keep his mouth corked and ignore the pain that was shooting up from his cramped legs. The three unlikely candidates remained kneeling for a good hour, and the Prince cursed even more when his calf muscles gave up on him to the powers of paralysis. Inside he had conjured new words and nasty names he could use to scold the King. He had practice them numerous times inside his head. With his squinted eyes he checked on the other two but they remained solid as a y figurine, unbending to the pains of the body. Breaking the silence, the Queen suddenly inserted ¡°An Xun is your purpose here to im the throne?¡± Feng Ming nearly reeled backwards as he had never expected that the Queen was capable of speaking so directly, her tone was serious and she meant business, he was amazed by the fact that she exposed An Xun¡¯s motives by hitting the nail on the head. His Uncle hesitated for a moment before collecting his words, ¡°There is the throne, yet there are other things.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes widenedpletely gob smacked, he had not expected the man to be so straight forwards, with no sense of need to cover up his intensions to steal the throne. Hmph! Clearly he doesn¡¯t treat the Prince as a threat. He is trampling all over me! Thinking about being looked down on, Feng Ming shot a piercing look at An Xun. ¡°You still want something else? So many years have gone, and you refuse to give up?¡± The Queen prompted, her voice remained unwavering. An Xun was stifled, his bodynguage was agitated, with his hands clenched he replied, ¡°¡during that time¡that time he stole you, if it wasn¡¯t for him¡we¡¯d¡we¡¯d¡¡± By now both his hands were shaking uncontrobly, he started to lean forwards towards the Queen. He stopped halfway, barely able to contain himself, as his body wanted to throw his arms around her. Feng Ming watched the scene unroll in front of his wide eyes, he was aplete bystander. His mind was hitting the red abort button! Calm down heart! I can¡¯t believe the Queen and my Royal Uncle were an old me, this is insane! Even ancient people were capable of being so romantic. From what he manage to gather, it seems that An Xun received the shorter end of the stick, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help but feel sorry for the guy. Then his thoughts trailed to other aspects of the story, parts where he had to deal with. The Queen was his mother by name, now given the likelihood that An Xun would force himself on her, would he be responsible for protecting her? If he intercepted their attempt to reignite an old me, then won¡¯t he be stripping away their opportunity to enjoy a second Spring*? Even if he was to defend her, An Xun was well schooled in martial arts and he¡¯d be immediately exposed as a counterfeit Prince. If he didn¡¯t protect her from his uncle¡¯s assault then wouldn¡¯t he be¡ All these possibilities were making a big mess in his mind, then the Queen continued ¡°Do you mean you intend to seize everything that was taken from you?¡± ¡°Correct!¡± His uncle answered with no hesitation. The Queen trembled then she finally whipped around to face her two rtives, proudly stating ¡°I am already the Queen of Xi Rei, I¡¯m not that naive Mu Lan that you once knew! Don¡¯t set out in vain! Stop deluding yourself!¡± ¡°As long as I ascend the throne, I will be King and you will be my Queen.¡± An Xun begged. ¡°An Xun, this is madness!¡± ¡°No, I have not gone mad. Do you know how many years, the hardships I have struggled through, just to reach this day?¡± He pleaded love sick. Feng Ming watched on as the two high ranked individuals took turns on the stage. This was one crazy ssical romance. These star crossed lovers continued to exchange their lines and the Prince could only pivot his head from left to right, right to left. Their voices andposure were thrown out of the window, both man and woman had forgotten their identities. The words that were spat across made the corridor feel like a battlefield, such dialogue was uncalled for. An Xun spat, ¡°In order to escape from my Royal Brother¡¯s scrutiny, I married into the Royal family of Fan Jia. Taking one of their princess¡¯s as my bride, however my heart has never left your side. Mu Lan, my brother is already dead, as long as I im the throne and overtake Xi Rei. The Queen would be allowed to remain. We can finally be together. Don¡¯t you want this?¡± The ardent voice of her old lover reminded her of the innocent love they once shared. Her face was tormented with sorrow. ¡°Do I want this? I am the Queen, it is my responsibility to protect the King¡¯s bloodline, so Xi Rei can rise above the other countries.¡° She turned to stare down the depth of the cold corridor, before bitterly enquiring, ¡°An Xun I ask of you, once you are King, what will be of this mother and child? What of Xi Rei¡¯s future?¡± ¡°As long as you be my Queen, I would have the love for my country as a true King would. I will forgive the past and rule thend fairly.¡± ¡°You have not given me a full reply, what is my son¡¯s fate.¡± An Xun quickly shot a quick nce over Feng Ming, who had been a fly on the wall. There was nothing but viciousness in the man¡¯s eyes. The Prince released a muffle gasps. ¡°He is my brother¡¯s flesh and blood.¡± His voice was hoarse and disgusted. The Queen replied with the same tenacity of displeasure. ¡°That child is also my flesh and blood.¡± ¡°Mu Lan¡¡± An Xun continued, as if Feng Ming did not exist, he softly coaxed ¡°Our future will give us the opportunity to bring fruits to our love, have our own offspring.¡± ¡°If you can talk with such confidence, does that mean you came prepared? It is only natural that the Crowned Prince would fight you for the throne, but¡¡± Then the light was extinguished in the Queens eyes, as if she just decided it was too much for her and she wanted to give up. She paused for a long while before finally confessing, ¡°To tell you the truth, the King has passed away years ago.¡± She had revealed Xi Rei¡¯s biggest secret, and it had escaped from her lips so easily. She showed no remorse for her actions. The news stunned An Xun, his eyes fixated on her in disbelief. Even Feng Ming was shell shocked. She just exposed the only thing that was keeping Xi Rei safe, how were they going to deal with the aftermath? It didn¡¯t take look for An Xun to snap out of his surprise, he nodded and imed, ¡°I had expected that, however I had no evidence over the years, otherwise, we did not need to be separated for so many years.¡± ¡°You must understand that I had worked extremely hard to hide this secret over the years. I did not want you to discover the truth, I did not want you toe back for the throne, I didn¡¯t want Xi Rei to be covered in blood¡¡±then she finally admitted, ¡°I did not want to see my son or the love of my life die in this feud!¡± ¡°This is brother¡¯s fruit and not mine!¡± ¡°I¡¯ve had enough, I am tired of this. As Xi Rei¡¯s Queen, I can¡¯t allow the end of our dynasty. Only the Royals can settle the matters of the throne. From the two of you, I will pick the one that will be the King.¡± The Queen¡¯s tired eyes looked back and forth from Feng Ming to An Xun. They both held their breath, waiting for her crucial decision. Then the Queen asked his Uncle, ¡°I have been informed that in the mountain passes of Xi Rei, you have several bases. There are men there under orders, that if you were toe to harm they shall poison the drinking wells throughout the country. You have also prepared foreign alliances to attack Xi Rei, to ensure that the Crowned Prince will never rule. Exin yourself!¡± After those revealing words, the Crowned Prince gaped at An Xun, the man¡¯s beauty was misleading because his heart was rotten to the core. A smile eased on An Xun¡¯s lips, he remained quiet as if it was to confirm the Queen¡¯s sources. ¡°It appears that if I was toy a finger on you, Xi Rei will be facing a catastrophe. In such a time of crisis, I have to sacrifice my own son, for the sake of preserving the peace of my country.¡± The Queens eyes set upon Feng Ming, making him shudder. Feng Ming felt as if he was a juicy frog that a venomous snake had spotted and he broke out in a cold sweat. Her eyes bore holes into him before she managed to approve of her choice, ¡°As the Crowned Prince, to sacrifice yourself for your country is your duty. As your mother, I am very proud of you.¡± Then she shifted her attention to An Xun. ¡°I will help you be the new King. However if you act now, this will easily stir criticism in the court. The Prince is due to ascend the throne in March next year, at this time you can officially challenge him.¡± A chaotic storm was thundering and striking lightning bolts overhead, Feng Ming froze. The development was strange, he had no idea what was happening and everything was ying out like a long nightmare. An Xun had expected the Queen wouldpromise to his favor, his face was beaming with a wicked smile. ¡°However, by next March the Prince would have the chance to im the throne. If I keep him around, it would be too much of a risk.¡± Hearing this, she stayed speechless and then released a sigh. ¡°You are forcing me¡to¡¡± she bit her lip, ¡°well, for the sake of Xi Rei I am willing to do anything. Go on, make your move. I will announce that the Prince has fallen ill and share the same symptoms as the King. Once March arrives, I will formally dere that the Prince had passed away. You will be appointed the new King. However, before anything else you must withdraw any spies and underlings you have stationed across ournd. A ck list of names shall be publicized and these men must ally themselves with Xi Rei. This n will ultimately serve to avoid any disasters in Xi Rei.¡± ¡°Withdraw my spies?¡± he raised an eyebrow. The Queen looked at Feng Ming as she said ¡°I am already willing to sacrifice my son, he is in your hands now. Once the Crowned Prince is gone, there is no one that canpete for the throne. You are the only one left standing, who else can I trust? Why would there be a need for spies? The future of Xi Rei will be finally settled.¡± As she concluded her ns, she reached within the folds of her white robe and produced a small bottle in the palm of her hand. The long forgotten bystander shuddered, just listening to the cold twisted conversation that yed out before him had his heart pouncing and his body urging him to run. As An Xun and the Queen continued their devious conversation the Prince had started to inch backwards along the side of the wall for the exit. When he was finally near safety, he whisked around and found his only exit had been blocked by a wooden door and unknowingly to him, had been barricaded from the outside. The door did not budge as he pushed against it in frustration. This could have been the Queens doing it was possible that she had this all nned out, she certainly wanted to get rid of someone. When he turned his attention back to the estranged lovers he noticed that An Xun was now holding the vial that previously sat in the Queen¡¯s palm. His uncle was heading towards him now, step by step. With nowhere to run, Feng Ming was frightened stiff, and the word ¡®Poison¡¯ quickly spouted in his mind. Why? Why do they want to kill me? Feng Ming felt An Xun¡¯s sinister eyes set on him the once handsome face was now contorted with a unfriendly sneer. The Queen remained indifferent, expressionless like a mannequin watching on. That¡¯s right! A spark lit up, the Queen is willing to have me killed, so that An Xun would abandon his n to force his way onto the throne. Once she obtains a cklist Rong Tian would be able to deal with An Xun at ater date. When Marches, her true son would finally be able to ascend the throne with no opposition. I am just a mere pawn this perfect opportunity to eradicate enemies against her son. Such aplicated n, who was the mastermind? Was it the Regent King? Did Rong Tian sacrifice me just to secure a safe passage to the throne? Just the thought of this betrayal weakened Feng Ming at his knees, his body felt powerless and he stumbled backwards against a corner. His eyes searching erratically for help as An Xun closed in their proximity. In his moment of peril, the different faces of Rong Tian he had encountered surfaced in his vision, as if they were little mirages hurtling in a cycle in front of him. The furious, the terrible, the smiling the gentle, the coy and ambiguous¡and even the moment they shared with the short lived ¡®Spring of March¡¯ ¡ where was he now? Snapping back to reality, he retraced the scene that was yed out in front of him. Everything had had happened toppled the mountains and overturned the seas. There was no logic, it was insane! He wanted to wildly scream, ¡®This is impossible! This isn¡¯t right!¡¯ A sharp pain hit his heart, his throat tightened as if a vacuum had been installed in ce. His teeth trembled but he couldn¡¯t manage a word. An Xun stood overbearingly over him, although his Uncle appeared weak Fan Jia¡¯s King was well learned in martial arts so he didn¡¯t even see Feng Ming as a challenge. A hand reached over to lift up his chin roughly. Blood thirsty eyes pinned him to the spot, ¡°Drink this now, you will die immediately, there will be no pain.¡± Feng Ming pursed his lips until they were firmly closed, hisrge eyes looked on with despair, and finally he muttered ¡°Rong Tian¡¡± sadly his plea was too soft, an An Xun did not care to listen to a dying man¡¯s words. ¡°Don¡¯t strain yourself with anyst words, as I have already selected the perfect departing lines for you.¡± An Xun advised, ¡°¡®The Heavens have not granted me the gift of a long life on earth, for the sake of Xi Rei the throne should be entrusted to my Royal Uncle in order to maintain Xi Rei¡¯s prosperity¡¯.¡± With that said, his hands easily pried Feng Ming¡¯s jaw open as the younger man was unable to put up any resistance. He tipped the volume of the bottle down the Prince¡¯s throat. Feng Ming gagged as the cold substance entered his mouth and slipped down his throat unhindered, the taste was sweet but Feng Ming¡¯s mind was filled with bitterness. He was holding onto thest strand of hope that his lover would break through the door, save him and hold him in his arms and tell him that this was all a ploy to lure out their enemy. The toxic liquid began to sear his windpipe, his stomach churned and he bellowed over copsing into a heap, his vision was clouded with flickering white spots. Letting go of that hope he allowed himself to sink into the pit of darkness, a familiar ce called death. Chapter Volume 1 20 Feng Ming slowly slumped into the cold darkness of the shadows that dance with the flickering mes. An Xun knelt beside the boy, snatching the slender wrist to survey for a pulse, he wanted certification that thest beat was exhausted from the dying body. Satisfied, he relinquished the lifeless arm and stood up. The Queen was closely behind, standing to one side, her tear glistened eyes swept over the motionless Prince. Her voice was calm and gentle, ¡°For your sake, I have sacrificed my own child, there is no mother under the heavens as heartless as I am. Keep your word and recall your spies in Xi Rei and you will also avoid any outsiders taking advantage of leads, else you will endanger Xi Rei.¡± In contrary to her emotionless state, a turbulent sea of sorrow raged inside the Queen. The borate disy of loyalty and submission to her old lover today was all part of a ploy to force An Xun onto a path of no return. Her heart still urged her to deny An Xun¡¯s profound love, even after all these years. Her eyes were dampened by her tears, she was crying for An Xun. Naturally, the poison that Feng Ming was force feed was potent but s a fake. An Xun nodded in agreement, ¡°Good. There¡¯s no Prince, who else could oppose me now? My men are no longer the needed in the grand scheme.¡± He suddenly released a deep growl, his hand shot to his waist, where he drew out a hidden dagger. The distinct sound of metal scrapping against the sheath echoed in the hall, it was ear splitting. Shivers ran down the Queen¡¯s spine, as the sharp de eerily reflected the fire light. Fear struck down with a heavy hand, she trembled as she dared to ask, ¡°An Xun, what are you doing?¡± ¡°Mu Lan, It¡¯s not that I do not believe you.¡± An Xun wielded the sharp object threateningly, his voice had a gentleness reserved only for his lover whom he also offered a smile to. ¡°Merely I do not want take any risks. Xi Rei¡¯s Royal Arcanum excels in the art of medicine and they¡¯ve developed ones riddle with mystery for assorted purposes. There¡¯s a possibility that their drug was designed to feign death and the manner of his death gives me no ease.¡± He smiled. ¡°Which will be resolved, if I wound him mortally to guarantee his death.¡± He waved the weapon. ¡°I can be assured that he will not rise from the dead. Then I shall hand over myst bargaining chip to you.¡± Rong Wang had been especially concerned with Feng Ming¡¯s safety, with one stab, who can guarantee that there will be any life left to recover? The colour drained from the Queen¡¯s face. ¡±The Prince is dead, aren¡¯t you satisfied? Don¡¯t tell me you won¡¯t even allow me to preserve his corpse?" ¡°Rest assured, after I stab him several times, I will have his wounds sewn.¡± ¡°An Xun!¡± The Queen¡¯s raised her voice in disbelief. ¡°Mu Lan, we are adults now and far from the innocent days we spent as ymates.¡± An Xun clenched his fists on the handle and issued her a bitterugh. ¡°In the end you were his mother, both involved in the title of the King and keeping the throne in his bloodline, haven¡¯t I been treading carefully? Everything was for this moment, my love, the affections I have for you will never change. Not now, not forever¡° Taking a couple of steps back, the man¡¯s words struck the Queen like high voltage electric shots. She couldn¡¯t bear to hear her past lover¡¯s confession, as the words echoed in her mind it left her critically damaged, her emotions were in turmoil. Her legs were numb and they faltered beneath her she managed to catch her bnce by supporting herself off the wall behind her. Eyes closed, she shook her head slightly and in a soft voice,¡± His body no longer has a pulse, yet you insist on scarring my child¡¯s remains? Will you withdraw your men afterwards then?¡± ¡°Where is the problem, if he has no pulse then it wouldn¡¯t matter if I inflict wounds on his body with this knife? I¡¯ll withdraw my men when my doubts have eased. From then onwards I¡¯ll ensure Xi Rei¡¯s security and nothing wille to harm thisnd.¡± At that very moment, it appeared that if the Queen was to obstruct An Xun¡¯s bidding she would certainly rouse suspicions. She stood there, staring intently with much hesitation, remaining silent as millions of thoughts turned in her mind. Rong Wang¡¯s face surfaced in her thoughts, his face that had her trust and the imagery of Xi Rei in cindering smoke of war torn times. Biting her lips, she finally gave the sign of approval to An Xun, settling on the safety of Xi Rei as the most important agenda she could choose between the two choices. ¡°Very well, if this is the case then let¡¯s put this matter to rest. Proceed and do as you please. Aim for the heart, this way no miracle of medicine will bring the Crowned Prince back to life. You should be at ease.¡± An Xun¡¯s face lit up, cheerful at the shift of power, ¡°Mu Lan, I know you are hurting inside. After all he is your son, don¡¯t worry once I ascend the throne, I will ensure he is given a proper grand burial befitting of his status.¡± He looked down at the unconscious Prince, his eyes glossed in savage glimmer. Wielding his murder weapon with both his hands, he raised it above the chest cavity, aiming directly for the boy¡¯s heart. As he motioned to pierce his prey a sudden a loud thunderous p interrupted the tragic scene. An intruder had kicked down the wooden door, like a whirlwind the sole figure charged into the narrow passageway. The couple were thrown off, as the man swung into action at lightning speed brandishing a sword that aimed a sh at An Xun¡¯s head. He had taken the An Xun by surprise. Luckily, An Xun¡¯s dagger quickly switched position, his attention immediately diverted from the Prince. The years of the man¡¯s experience showed as his reaction time saved him from a vital wound. ng!! The screech of metal shing was deafening as An Xun blocked another murderous blow from his attacker, however the force behind the attempt was enough to leave his own arms numb. An Xun was confronted by the face of a raging lion engulfed by anger, this beast was powerful and deep in a frenzy of adrenaline. The intruder¡¯s handsome face snarled with benevolence. Rong Tian retracted his arms and initiated a continuous onught at the man¡¯s vital points, thrusting his de with such agility An Xun barely managed to keep defending. The Regent King was unrelenting as the rhythm of colliding weapons intensified. The younger man gave no room for recovery, indicating that there will only be one survivor at the end of this battle. CLING! CLANG! CLING! CLANG! Flints flew from the point of contact between their swords as the men demonstrated their skills and talent. Rong Wang fighting style was mboyant and powerful, each swipe had excellent precision. Although his age was tender, he was not shy in tactic and performance, such gant pose was rarely seen in swordy, it was bing apparent to who was the weaker in this deadly game. An Xun¡¯s years were catching up to him, he staggered slightly dodging the swift swish of Rong Tian¡¯s de. His breath wasboured and he knew he was reaching his limits in contrast to the fitter King. Making a cowardly withdrawal, he backed towards the speechless Queen his eyes red at her. ¡°Mu Lan, hurry and order him to stop!¡± he yelled with all his might. The Queen had watched wide eyed like a stunned fish, she had bitten her lips until they were bruised and herplexion was like a starched linen. Regardless of any impendingmands the Regent King did not hesitate to seize the opportunity, he took the opening. At the speed of light he outstretched his sword and dislodged the weapon from his enemy¡¯s hands with a flick of his wrists. Quickly in one stride he was in range to inflict the finishing move on the older man. With no escape he brought his de down and brutally shed An Xun. When the de struck, An Xun could only return a helpless expression. ¡°Stop!¡± a blood curdling scream came from the Queen but unfortunately it was toote to intervene. Rong Tian could care less for grace, he had mmed his de from An Xun¡¯s scalp down to his abdomen, the older man¡¯s muffled scream was mixed with the gargling of blood, he slumped down on the very spot he was wounded. A disturbing sound came from his bloodied lungs before he finally expired. Although their match onlysted a few moments, Rong Tian had put a violent end to Xi Rei¡¯s biggest threat. ¡°An Xun¡¡± The Queen¡¯s voice trembled, she had just witness a cold blooded murder. Her legs rushed to the dead man¡¯s side she had nothing now, but the aftermath. She bowed her head down to that familiar face, emotions floated to the surface. A mix of anger, pain, disbelief and bitterness clouded her mind and tears flowed like rivers down her cheeks. She turned to face the killer, her own son. ¡°W-Why did you kill him?¡± she spat out as she cradled An Xun¡¯s head on her thighs. Rong Wang¡¯s anger was only fanned by her actions, he coldly stared down at the pair ¡°This man is a traitor of Xi Rei, he even dared to conspire to ascend the throne with underhanded means, yet the Queen weeps for him?¡± ¡°Rong Tian!¡± the Queen scowled at her child in a sharp tone wanting no more of his cruel words. She tried to calm her emotions, and gasped for breath between her sobs. ¡°Everything I have done, has always been for you, don¡¯t you understand? Everything could have been resolved if you didn¡¯t barge in here in cold blood, why did you have to destroy everything we have worked so hard for?¡± she screamed. Instead of answering, Rong Wang turned, paced towards his lover and gathered the boy into his arms. His eyes softened and the fury subsided, he waspletely captivated by Feng Ming. ¡°The original n, did not include Feng Ming¡¯s death.¡± His voice was chilled as ice. ¡°It was a matter of urgency, in order to protect Xi Rei, why can¡¯t we sacrifice this imposter? You willingly threw away our perfect strategy and brought upon a catastrophe for Xi Rei? All for this fake Prince?¡± ¡°Feng Ming is not as simple as an imposter. When the Queen has time, she should consider listening to his theories and opinions on the matters of ruling this country. This boy is the most precious treasure Xi Rei has in its possession. As for An Xun¡¯s untimely death, I shall handle the repercussions.¡± With one hand steadily holding his bounty, he uncloaked the mantle he was wearing and gently wrapped Feng Ming in a tight bundle. He murmured with a hint of annoyance as his gazed pitifully at his lover, ¡°Once the poison subsides Feng Ming should awake but not without any after effects. If I had known earlier that this ploy was useless, I wouldn¡¯t have him suffer like this.¡± Reflecting on her choices, the Queen knew her decision to use Feng Ming as the bargaining chip was the reason why Rong Tian was furious with her. She could tell by the tenderness in her son¡¯s eyes for the younger boy. She trembled in disbelief, her son had abandoned her. ¡°Rong Tian, you¡you are angry with me? I did this for your throne, for your Xi Rei.¡± Her words quivered with every word. At this moment, she didn¡¯t even pay mind to her country¡¯s future. The words that left her mouth were from a mother that truly loved her child and couldn¡¯t deal with being shunned because of her wrong doing. With his back facing the Queen, Rong Wang softened to her desperate cries, ¡°A mother¡¯s hardship, is always for her child. Only that I ask of the Queen that you must not bring harm to Feng Ming ever again.¡± Reaching to stroke Feng Ming¡¯s face, he could feel a slight rise in the boy¡¯s temperature. Life was returning to the motionless body, a sign that the drug was wearing off. Rong Tian turned to face his mother, his eyes catching hers as he sincerely informed her,¡° If mother wants to act upon Rong Tian¡¯s sake, then please treat Feng Ming as if he is your own blood and flesh. I¡we¡¡± He frowned, and released a deep sigh, cutting his sentence short. He was determined to not linger a moment longer so he bowed slightly at the Queen to excuse himself, taking Feng Ming with him. All the Queen could do was to watch as her son walked defiantly away from her, all the energy drained from her body and she slumped down on the spot. Heartbroken by the turn of events, she looked sadly down at An Xun¡¯s dead profile. His once handsome face was tormented to the veryst breath of his life. He had died with his eyes wide open. Her tears poured down like a faucet as she grieved, the salty drops mixed with the dried blood on the man¡¯s face. ¡°I didn¡¯t want this, why did you return here, why did you have to challenge my son?¡± Her hand shook violently as she traced her fingers over the cheeks of the face marred by the wound. She cried, and wallowed. ¡°This is a curse of being a Mother! Can¡¯t you even understand something so simple?¡± she wailed. ¡°As Xi Rei¡¯s Queen, how could I be idly sitting on the sidelines when you want to vite this country? An Xun, you are brave but still so foolish! With all the spies across this country threatening Xi Rei, tell me how am I to deal with them now? ¡° Her ex-lover provided no answer, his eyes emptied and soulless, only wrought with despair and disbelief. The cold of the hallway had long weed him and all that could be heard was the Queens muffled sobs. ¡°Even though you couldn¡¯t ascend the throne, my heart was always yours¡¡± She wept until she couldn¡¯t bare the sight of An Xun¡¯s open eyes any longer. She reached out with her pale jade-like hands and gently brushed the lids so they closed, changing the pained expression so he could be at rest. ¡ The violent death of An Xun within Xi Rei¡¯s pce quickly travelled across the country, it wasn¡¯t long until the country of Fan Jia caught wind of the news, sending the country in aplete uproar. A chaotic mess of a raging diplomatic storm was heading to Xi Rei. Even countries border-lining Xi Rei were restless. Chapter Volume 1 22-23 It would be over Feng Ming¡¯s dead body before he would admit that it was Rong Tian¡¯s onught of kisses that was the cause of his fainting. Conveniently, he med the Regent King and the dose of mysterious herbal medicine fed to him before he had properly recovered. From the moment he woke up, he treated the King with aversion, his eyes sharp as the tip of a de as he bore holes into the man with his stare. ¡°You still haven¡¯t exined everything to me!¡± He imed sourly, taking the position of the victim in this charade. He disyed his displeasure, purposely distancing himself out of reach from Rong Tian on the bed pallet they shared. King Rong stretched forth his long arm, and immediately drew him back into his hold. His breath gently tickled Feng Ming¡¯s ear, ¡°Wasn¡¯t I exining the situation to you yesterday?¡± ¡°Yesterday?¡± All Feng Ming could recall was their kissing session, just the imagery made him feel humiliation. He gritted his teeth. ¡°Alright, let me repeat it more slowly this time around.¡± The King offered. Sensing Feng Ming¡¯s fumes growing, Rong Tian was smart to pacify him before he exploded. The King quickly submitted himself and thoroughly retold the Prince from start to finish of the developments up to this point. Rong Tian possessed eloquence one of his strongest traits which gave him a tongue that was smoother than any silk. Naturally listening to him was enjoyable. He exined to the disgruntled Prince that he had managed to be one step ahead of An Xun, and before his uncle had entered the pce grounds he made haste to approach the Queen and fabricate an intricate n. Importantly, was their move to lure An Xun into the¡¯ out of sight¡¯ corridor, and eventually everything had proceeded as nned. Rong Tian updated Feng Mingon the events after he had copsed. Feng Ming was baffled, listening intently to Rong Tian¡¯s thrilling words, and he thought inwardly: That¡¯s why we had to rush back to the Pce the other day, you left to organise so many things. When he heard that An Xun not only intended to force the Prince to drink the ¡®poison¡¯, his uncle wasn¡¯t leaving anything to chance. The love-sick man wanted confirmation of death by defiling Feng Ming¡¯s body with a dagger to the heart. ¡°Aiyah!¡± Upon hearing how close he had been to a real death he shivered. Rong Tian looked on pitifully, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, how could I permit him to hurt you, it is because of this turn in events I was forced to make an early appearance. It is also the reason why An Xun¡¯s end came so violently. s, our n fell through on thest hurdle.¡± Feng Ming issued a cold snort. ¡°Don¡¯t you pretend your innocence in this mess, just because you¡¯ve rushed to rescue me the fact you¡¯ve used me to your advantage is not erased. Hurry up and spit it out, why didn¡¯t you include me in your scheme beforehand? You nearly had me scared to death!¡± ¡°By then, I had time constraints, An Xun had already entered the pce grounds, when could I¡¯ve drawn you aside to exin everything? Moreover, An Xun is a cunning man. Under the heavens there is only one person that can lie to his face and seed, and that is the Queen. If you had the truth in your possession, it would be inevitable that you¡¯d give the game away.¡± ¡°Hmph! That¡¯s nonsense!¡± Feng Ming was dissatisfied with the idea that he wasn¡¯t petent¡¯ enough. Instead of drawing out his displeasure, he recalled the spies that An Xun had dispersed throughout Xi Rei thus changed the topic. ¡°Now that you¡¯ve yed An Xun, isn¡¯t Xi Rei in a mess? Fan Jia¡¯s Third Princess had just lost her husband so it is no doubt they will be seeking revenge. Along with the countless spies left in this country, it¡¯s already a headache.¡± Remembering the words of the general s that made an audience the day before, he quickly dered, ¡°And I certainly don¡¯t have any ¡®grand scheme¡¯ that is meant to solve all our problems.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know what kind of lies you¡¯ve sprinkled onto General Tong! Saying that once I am rested that I with deal with matters appropriately? Don¡¯t shift the responsibility onto me!¡± Rong Wang silently gazed at Feng Ming¡¯s tensed face, his lips turned slightly upwards before he softly whispered, ¡°What are you afraid of, that I would bring you harm? I¡¯ve got a great strategy under my sleeves, if you kiss me once, I might just tell you.¡± His voice was like liquid silver, smooth and gorgeous and tempting. As he articted every word slowly into the Prince¡¯s ear, there was a certain charm about the way he was baiting the boy. Feng Ming¡¯s heart suddenly pounded against his chest to the pace of a herd of cattle being mustered. His face reddened, the heat burning his ears, he bowed his head and did not reconcile, ¡°Why should I kiss you? This is your Country, your throne, and your own stirring pot of trouble¡nnnhhhh¡nhhhhhhhhh¡¡± Halted midway in his speech, Rong Tian had covered the perfect red lips, mashing his own onto them and nipping at them until they were swollen. Their breath became more rapid and desperate in between the contact. The distinct scent of eaglewood incense filled the Prince¡¯s quarters, smoky trials floated in the still air creating a hazy atmosphere. Under the silk covers, Rong Tian had Feng Ming pinned, the Prince¡¯s hands pushed above his head and kept firmly in ce by one of Rong Tian¡¯s hands. The man¡¯s other hand went exploring over the curves of the boy¡¯s body. The King had rested himself between Feng Ming¡¯s widespread legs. Prolonging the torment, Rong Tian refused to touch Feng Ming¡¯s most delicate part directly. Instead he employed his own body to tease him by causing a stimting friction with the gyration of his flesh against the boy¡¯s. His free hand moved south to caress the soft thighs that seemed to rx and melt against his touch. The King¡¯s mouth was dosed in the taste of Feng Ming. With little effort, he had subdued any protest from the smaller boy who was moaning softly beneath him. By now the Prince¡¯s body was a senseless mass that had given up the fight long ago, allowing himself to be raptured by this man. The only part of Feng Ming¡¯s senses that had resisted the King¡¯s power to be turned to mush, was his pair ofrge vivid ck eyes which remained wide open ring at the man. His expression held a hint of resistance which was buried under the overwhelming yearning they held for the face above. Rong Tian¡¯s attacks strengthened, the energy they shared was reaching an indescribable teau of ecstasy, entering such a crucial moment the King was mindful to ensure Feng Ming was on the same level of pleasure. His tongue, sought every inch of skin to seduce. Gradually, the feisty eyes let down their guard, the King had him hook line and sinker, Feng Ming felt like he was being swallowed by quicksand. As their love began to advance to the next stage, an invasive voice heralded an arrival from outside the Prince¡¯s room. ¡°Your Majesty, the medicine is ready. Master Xia ordered it to be drunk whilst hot.¡± The soft voice belonged to Chiu Xing. Feng Ming was startled and flustered. He frantically buckled under Rong Tian, attempting to throw him off with all his might. His jaw locked down as he turned his head, unfortunately he had forgotten that Rong Tian¡¯s tongue had been excavating inside leading him to give the King a nasty bite. The King¡¯s face distorted from pleasure to pain, his eyebrows knitting into a frown and he shot a quick dissatisfied look at Feng Ming before relinquishing his hold. Chiu Xing already opened the doors, entering whilst carefully holding a tter with a bowl of steaming ck liquid in the middle. She made her way towards her master, her eyes glued on her cargo making sure she didn¡¯t spill any of the precious medicine. ¡°This was just brewed, Your Majesty please drink it immediately.¡± She looked up and her eyes set upon an extremely flushed Feng Ming who was sharing his covers with Rong Wang. This type of situation was amon sight in the ranks of nobles, and rtionships were respected. Certainly, the pce servants were well ustomed to male-male rtionships given the history between the two men. There was no reaction of surprise or shame from the Regent King, who sat coolly resting himself on the back of the bed¡¯s headboard. Rong Tian outreached to bring Feng Ming into his arms so he could administer the Prince¡¯s medicine. However, Feng Ming was thick skinned and refused such treatment in front of his servant and struggled out of his hold, still beat red with embarrassment. Chiu Xing kept a poker face, smiling and handed the bowl to the Regent King, ¡°Your Humble servant will now take leave, I shall not disturb your Highnesses.¡± Without another peep, she slipped away making herself scarce. As soon as Chiu Xing was out of sight, Feng Ming released a heavy sigh of relief. Rong Wang chuckled. Holding onto the bowl steadily with one hand, his other shot across the bed to retrieve his lover into his embrace. Once he had Feng Ming trapped, he coaxed the Prince into drinking the bitter fluid, mouthful by mouthful. After Feng Ming downed the final gulp, he finally revealed his cards. ¡°Given An Xun has been killed, we shall im that he was murdered by an assassin when he arrived to visit his ill brother. The imperial guards were toote onto the scene, hence this disaster resulted. Conveniently, we shall im during this incident Xi Rei¡¯s own King was murdered alongside. This being the case, the fact that we¡¯ve lost the most important person in this country will mean that we are also the ¡®victims¡¯ of this unsolicited attack. Giving substantial evidence that An Xun¡¯s death is highly unlikely caused by Xi Rei.¡± ¡°However, General Chu and several others are loyal to Xi Rei, in the case we will need their assistance in the future it is important to keep them as allies. We shall not conceal the truth from them. It is wiser to tell them that we were the ones that killed him.¡± ¡°Still how would they believe that I managed to take him down? Was this meant to be part of my awesome n?¡± The King looked at Feng Ming. ¡°Oh, my little Prince! ¡± He leant in to steal a kiss. ¡°Haven¡¯t I been weaving a good image for you? That His Royal Highness is brilliant, intelligent, possesses god-like fighting skills, wise beyond his years and has great foresight for the Country¡¯s future? I¡¯ve made sure you¡¯ve left this mighty impression on the officials. This is the only way you can harness and gain the loyal support of your subjects. ¡± Feng Ming gave him a snivel. ¡°You still haven¡¯t given me your n to resolve how we shall deal with Fan Jia¡¯s Royal family as well as those spies. It¡¯s obvious that they won¡¯t fall so easily for your reasoning of assassins! Also, why do I need you to build this great ¡®image¡¯ for me in front of the court? The one ascending the throne is the cunning Rong Wang, and that¡¯s you! ¡° Feng Ming poked his finger at the King¡¯s chest. ¡°The one who has been eyeing the throne to Xi Rei has always been An Xun. An Xun¡¯s wife is the Third Princess of Fan Jia. Although she is the daughter Fan Jia¡¯s King dotes on, it is possible that he shall not immediately dere war over the death of an inw. We must make it a priority to appease the Third Princess and Fan Jia¡¯s King. Naturally, a little trouble along the way is unavoidable.¡± ¡°Then¡about the spies¡¡± ¡°The spies in question¡¡± Rong Wang gave him a cryptic wink and he turned to the bedside and retrieved a scroll, unfurling it with a whisk of his hand. ¡°This is the list of all the spies working for An Xun, a majority of them are present here within the city, so long as the Crowned Prince gives themand, they will all be arrested. Without a doubt, we will need to gather countless guards to watch over each well in the city. The water shall be tested by guards who would drink it every two hours, just for protection.¡± The list presented before Feng Ming was painstakingly pieced together after An Xun¡¯s death, Rong Tian invested many of his sleepless nights in a huge effort to gather intelligence. Hence, being able to present Feng Ming apleted list, he was verycent of his handiwork. Of course, Feng Ming was oblivious to the sweat and blood required to make the list as hezily grabbed the flippant paper from the King and had a look at it himself. ¡°If you knew there was a list earlier, and you¡¯ve indicated it would be a breeze to take care of the matters with Fan Jia, then why didn¡¯t you just kill An Xun? Was there really a need for one scheme after another? Wouldn¡¯t it been easier to take him out with one clean sweep? Especially, when you ended up dragging me into this and having me take in such a bad tasting poison!¡± Feng Ming¡¯sints had Rong Wang on a boil. The King stared in disbelief at the na?ve boy who was ignorant of all his efforts. He wanted to give the Prince a thorough punishment, by ruthlessly kissing him until he passed out. ¡°Is it necessary to test the waters by drinking it? Can¡¯t we just use a few fishes to make sure the water is potable? As long as they are alive, they can be used as the judging meter. It¡¯s better than risking a human life.¡± Rong Wang was suddenly surprised, taken back by such a simple suggestion which was a better solution. It was impossible to see by the naked eye whether water was poisoned and Feng Ming just proved his worth. The King was delighted he immediately tightened his arms around the Prince and nted a kiss on him, beforeughing. ¡°You are clever! The Crowned Prince is indeed a genius bying up with such a wonderful technique. You are very smart indeed, and it looks like you won¡¯t need my assistance to establish a great image for yourself to the rest of the people.¡± Feng Ming was still confused, ¡°Why should I build such image? You¡¯ve still haven¡¯t told me.¡± ¡°That¡¯s because we¡¯ve already formally announced the death of Xi Rei¡¯s King. As An Xun is dead, there is no one that can oppose the Crowned Prince of his rightful ce on the throne. At present the Crown Prince shall represent Xi Rei.¡± ¡°Next March, you shall ascend the throne, so that means I can enjoy these months at leisure before the time hase.¡± Feng Ming smiled. ¡°That¡¯s not possible.¡± Rong Tian cut off bluntly. ¡°Why?¡± Shot the Prince fully alert. ¡°That¡¯s because¡in order to prevent any troops being deployed from Fan Jia to attack our borders, as well as to demonstrate our innocence on the part of An Xun¡¯s death, Xi Rei has already issued an official statement to Fan Jia that stated, the Crowned Prince would personally visit Fan Jia, and bring back the Third Princess and let the widow live out her natural life in our Country aspensation.¡± ¡°You¡WHAT!?¡± he screamed. One would think that Feng Ming¡¯s eyes could not stretch any wider and he almost jumped up from the news. ¡°Are you insane? Fan Jia hates Xi Rei to the bone, and you¡¯ve actually told them I was going in there so they can have me killed! Hey, let me make this clear to you. I do not want your stinky throne, and nor will I upy your position as the Prince, you can take everything back I don¡¯t want you to put me into a death-trap!¡± he shrieked cursing at Rong Tian. Rong Wang¡¯s eyebrows creased before he replied, ¡°You think I wish this upon you? Xi Rei has suffered through a severe drought this year. There is a food shortage and we¡¯ve got troubles at hand with our own citizen. The bandits attacking our borders haven¡¯t helped the situation as we are nearly at war with the Country of Tong. If Fan Jia bes our enemy, even Xi Rei¡¯s army would not be able to handle it at this rate. Fan Jia¡¯s King has prepared his troops, several Generals are leading armies. Fortunately, they have not broken into our borders as yet. We are working on borrowed time. It appears the King of Fan Jia is hesitating to attack us, none the less his army is advancing slowly. We must utilize this opportunity to settle matters with Fan Jia. Xi Rei¡¯s is not in a good position, the court is in disarray, I cannot leave. I ask you only this once, for you to substitute for me as the ¡®Crowned Prince¡¯.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s voice had grown more serious and it was unfitting. Feng Ming shook his head. Rong Tian turned to his old measures, in a threatening voice he warned, ¡°If Xi Reies under fire, you as Xi Rei¡¯s Crowned Prince will certainly be killed.¡± ¡°It¡¯s better than obediently putting my head on the chopping board.¡± Feng Ming muttered with his head down, ¡°You clearly want me as the scapegoat.¡± Seeing Feng Ming with such a terrible but ratherical aggrieve look, even the Regent King¡¯s anger washed away. Finding it funny, he caught him and brought the boy to his side. In a gentler voice, he scolded him, ¡°You don¡¯t trust me? Of course I won¡¯t be sending you into a pack of wolves, when you travel to Fan Jia I have a fool proof n to have you return to Xi Rei safely in one piece.¡± ¡°An Xun¡¯s dead, unless you can miraculously make another one.¡± ¡°Silly, An Xun is dead. Not everyone in Fan Jia will hate you. In fact you¡¯ve done several people a good service. Fan Jia¡¯s King does not have any sons as heirs, only three daughters. You¡¯ve rid the family of one person to which they may have to fight the throne with. Thus, at least the Third Princess¡¯s two sisters would love you for your deed. They will be the first to run and thank and protect you.¡± He finished with a note of sarcasm. Again, with fighting andpeting for the Throne! On an interesting note, Feng Ming was surprised that even in this ancient time, a Queen as the monarch of the country was not prohibited. That was really interesting idea. Then Feng Ming was taken by that thought and quickly voiced his concerns, ¡°Since there¡¯s only Three Princesses leading to the Throne, they each have the right to inherit the throne, why would the Third Princess be willing toe to Xi Rei?¡± ¡°You can¡¯te to a conclusion on this part.¡± The Regent King grinned, he ce Feng Ming on hisp, keeping his arms wrapped possessively around his slender waist before exining to him, ¡°The Third Princess¡¯s husband in now deceased, she had no children thus she has no chance in getting the throne. If she stays in Fan Jia, she would be a sitting target for anyone that wants to ensure her chance remains at zero. If she was smart, she will return to Xi Rei with you.¡± ¡°But, An Xun¡¡± Feng Ming started. ¡°Don¡¯t be afraid. I will let you meet a person.¡± Rong Tian interrupted him, and he called out into the air, beckoning someone toe. ¡°Rong Hu,e in.¡± The grand doors of the bedchambers softly creaked opened and a person entered soundlessly and knelt at their feet. ¡°As you¡¯ve wished Master.¡± The voice was young the invited guest it was a man that was possibly in histe teens. Feng Ming studied the stranger curiously. Rong Wang nodded and ordered, ¡°Rong Hu, lift up your face.¡± ¡°Eh!¡± Feng Ming responded, when the face came into view. Rong Hu had fair skin,rge eyes that were set in an extremely handsome face, from what Feng Ming gathered by sight alone, he estimated the man to be around seventeen. The expression the boy carried was very calm and mature. Sharing the same surname is Rong Tian, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t dismiss whether they were actual brothers as Rong Tian also had the same air or maturity around him. Correcting his suspicions, Feng Ming reminded himself that it was impossible for Rong Tian to be an actual ¡®Rong¡¯, he was the King¡¯s child that was fostered. As Feng Ming¡¯s imagination ran wild, Rong Wang finally gave the answer away, ¡°Feng Ming, Rong Hu grew up together with me, however, he has always concealed himself and acts as my shadowing bodyguard. Rong Hu, this is your new owner. Xi Rei¡¯s Prince, An He. His real name is Feng Ming, let me make this clear to you. His real name must remain a secret that only you and I will know, it must not be leaked to any outsiders.¡± Feng Ming thought inwardly, ¡®that¡¯s not right, I know that fact too!¡± ¡°Greetings Your Royal Highness.¡± Rong Hu promptly said whilst giving Feng Ming an unwavering deep look with his sharp eyes. The intensity of his gaze somewhat startled Feng Ming, it was as if Rong Hu was engraining every feature of Feng Ming into his own mind. The boy then bowed his head, ¡°Rong Hu will ensure his Royal Highness is unscathed.¡± Rong Tian nodded his head. ¡°Very well, you may go.¡± Rong Hu stepped back, giving the pair a salute and quietly retreated. ¡°From now on, he will protect you from the shadows.¡± Feng Ming gave the King a strange look, ¡°You honestly don¡¯t think I¡¯d believe that two stupid princesses from Fan Jia and one good guard would ensure my safety, right?¡± Rong Tian chuckled, nodding. ¡°I¡¯m not going.¡± The Prince objected. ¡°You have to go.¡± ¡°Nope, I¡¯m not going!¡± Rong Wang closed his eyes, and thought for a moment before asking, ¡°What would it take for you to agree to go?¡± Without reservation, Feng Ming ordered, ¡°Youe along with me!¡± ¡°If I could leave Xi Rei, why would I send you in the first ce?¡± Rong Wang smiled. Feng Ming was distressed he was backing into a dead end. Rong Wang silently watched his lover for a while, and then let out a loud sigh. He moved Feng Ming from hisp, stood up and stroll to the window and remained there gazing out into the distance. Not sure what to make of Rong Tian¡¯s strange behaviour, Feng Ming could only think of what Rong Tian would do to force him to submit. To his surprise, Rong Tian lifted his silence, ¡°Well, if it¡¯s going to be like this. Then you don¡¯t need to go.¡± ¡°Really?¡± Feng Ming looked wide eyed happy, his mood lifting up immediately with those words. Rong Wang didn¡¯t say a word. ---- ----- ---- --- Conversely, since the day Feng Ming managed to weasel out of leaving Xi Rei the Regent King did not make an appearance in the Prince¡¯s Halls. It was now already the third day in a row. Not being able to see Rong Tian for three days was starting to take its toll on Feng Ming who was finding the cold treatment very tough tobat. The Prince¡¯s hall had a spell ced upon it. His days were spent in an awful silence. The nkets he slept in where excruciatingly cold and everywhere he looked none of the servant girls were his normal familiars. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes monitored the main entrance like a hawk, his ears at attention, listening out for the sound of familiar footsteps. Unconsciously, by not being able toe into contact with Rong Tian it had ultimately brought him to the stage where he was starting to be sleepless during the long nights. The countless flow of servants and messengers he had sent to find the Regent King was fruitless. All returned, reporting that the King was busy and could not sacrifice any time to see him. When Feng Ming tried to take matters into his hands to search for the man, he would be blocked off by guards. He had never expected Rong Wang to be so heartless, and that he meant it when he didn¡¯t want to see Feng Ming. Poor Feng Ming could only be left with his thoughts. Although I am afraid of death, if you beg me a little wouldn¡¯t I easily give into you? Even though you agreed to let me stay, you are embittered by my choice, why must you hide it? All the Prince could do was resign to his chambers for the past three days, being bored to death in the Pce was just as bad as senselessly running to Fan Jia. I¡¯ve already died once, I guess it shouldn¡¯t be scary the second time around? On the end of the third day he held vigil for Rong Tian, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t stand it any longer and called out Rong Hu from the shadows. Rong Hu appeared as requested. ¡°What is my Master¡¯s orders?¡± ¡°You go and tell that bastard Rong Tian, that I will go!¡± Feng Ming bit his lip, ¡°I¡¯ll go! Tell him he has toe and see me!¡± Instead of taking the order, Rong Hu showed indifference before replying, ¡°The Regent King has ordered Rong Hu to be your personal body guard. Under no circumstances shall I leave your side.¡± Feng Ming let out an enraged scream of frustration, crying out to call for another guard and Rong Hu disappeared out of sight. When several guards entered the Prince¡¯s chamber Feng Ming belted out hismands, ¡°Go and tell Rong Wang, that I agree and promise that I will happily march into Fan Jia to ept my death!¡± The guards made haste and galloped away. After two hours, they returned to report to the Prince. ¡°Rong Wang has replied that all the provisions and required equipment for the Prince¡¯s journey is prepared. Your Highness shall set out on your journey tomorrow. The Regent King is busy so he will be unable to personally see you off.¡± The Prince was steaming with rage, his heart was on the verge of jumping out and he felt light headed. All emotions of sorrow and grief from the rejection and desertion he was given by Rong Tian now churned chaotically inside. He was at a lost, he arrived alone into this ancient world, and the only support he thought he had was nothing but a heartless unreliable bastard. Suddenly, he pulled his heart out from despair. He turned and nodded at the guards, bitterly telling them to pass the word, ¡°Well, you go and tell him, I don¡¯t need him to see me off. Once I get to Fan Jia I don¡¯t n oning back to Xi Rei!¡± Chapter Volume 2 1-2 Terminology: ¹¶¦¼Ç (The story of the Deer and the Cauldron) ¨C a metaphor for inner China and the Chinese Empire. A story written in 1969 by Jin Yong, the protagonist of the story is called Wei Xiao Bao (ífСŒš, an extremelyzy, illiterate whose redeeming points is his witty and cunning brain. He is aplete nobody born to a prostitute and after a chain of events he finds himself posing as a eunuch where by sheer luck he bes the most trusted to the Emperor. I assume that he had in possession the dagger that was mentioned in chapter 1 of Volume 2. ÎÞË« (Wu Shuang) Unparalleled ¨C I was frustrated when I had to decide what name I had to give this stupid sword because in Chinese, the characters mean more like there is no twin or double. So I ended up picking ¡®unparalleled¡¯ instead of ¡®Matchless¡¯ sounds more ssy right? ------ ------- ------ Early next morning Feng Ming and his entourage were due to set off, Chiu Lan and the other girls had risen with the sun and entered Feng Ming¡¯s chambers to assist him into his travelling garments. The case of the Crowned Prince being sent on a diplomatic mission was a grave matter. Naturally, there was an emphasis to uphold presentation and etiquette. Needless to say, this included the extensive amount of clothing and personal adornments Feng Ming had to wear. The inner robes, outer coat, boots, cloak, jade pendants¡ Feng Ming had stood like a store mannequin for over two hours when Chiu Lan frantically madest minute adjustments to hispleted attire. ¡°It is ready now.¡± Chiu Yue stepped back to double check the collective efforts of the maids. She smiled and said, ¡°What Country has a more attractive Crown Prince than Xi Rei?¡± Unfortunately, the Crown Prince wasn¡¯t smitten with thepliment. The heavy gold crown that rested upon his head was starting to give him a migraine, internally wishing that someone would put him out of his misery. Everything about this ¡®trip¡¯ and the added burden of the official clothing made him feel ufortable. The matter of travelling to Fan Jia was tormenting him. There was the whole aspect of mindlessly heading towards an ¡®adventure¡¯ where he might meet his doom. Although his impending death was weighing heavily on his mind, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help but to feel the kick of excitement pushing through. Chiu Xing had grown ustomed to the Crown Prince over the past months, and knew that Feng Ming was good natured and kind so she purposely teased him knowing there wouldn¡¯t be any dire repercussions. ¡°If the Regent King sees our Prince, I wonder what praises he will say.¡± She giggled. ¡°Let alone Rong Wang, it is very likely the Third Princess of Fan Jia will be smitten with our Prince once sheys her eyes on him.¡± The maids continued to chatter whilst Feng Ming was upied with his thoughts. ¡°Why hasn¡¯t Rong Wange by?¡± Chiu Xing asked. ¡°Yesterday, Rong Wang sent a messenger to forward that he was busy, and could not personally see our Prince before his journey.¡± Chiu Lan replied. ¡°I refuse to believe it, our Crown Prince is leaving for abroad and the Rong Wang does not want to see our precious Prince off?¡± Chiu Yue interjected. Feng Ming snorted at the mention of the two words ¨C Rong Wang. Suddenly, a rush of footsteps heading towards the Prince¡¯s chambers could be heard, the anticipation of his visitors sent Feng Ming¡¯s heart racing. As the footsteps slowed down, he could distinguish two sets of feet heading his way. Once the visitors made way into the Prince¡¯s halls, they loudly announced themselves. ¡°Greetings your highness!¡± ¡°Respects to your highness!¡± Quenching his hopes, the visitors were actually General Tong and Official Xia, both men presented themselves in formal attire and had been meticulously dressed for the asion. ¡°So it was you two¡¡±Feng Ming resigned. He wasn¡¯t in a mood to admire their clothing, seeing it wasn¡¯t Rong Wang, hisplexion darkened a few folds. His once excited eyes now a ck void. General Tong bowed and spoke, ¡°Rong Wang has ordered the two of us to assist your journey. Your humble servant have prepared five thousand elite troops to protect Your Highness, General Tong will ensure Your Highness will have a safe and pleasant journey. ¡°Under themand of Rong Wang, Official Xia will be by your Highness¡¯s side to attend to your health. Naturally, a stockpile of herbal medicines and ingredients have been prepared for the journey in case of any contingencies.¡± Feng Ming had fought to suppress the urge, but he couldn¡¯t keep his mouth shut any longer so he quickly asked, ¡°And Rong Wang?¡± ¡°Rong Wang is burdened with political affairs, incapable of sparing any time, he has ordered the two of us to ry his greetings and well wishes for the Prince¡¯s sess. But¡¡± ¡°But what?¡± An irritated Feng Ming pressed. General Tong then reached from behind him and brandished a sword, and with both hands offered it to the Prince. ¡°The King has bequeathed this sword to your possession.¡± Feng Ming resentfully whisked his face away from the parting gift. ¡°Humph! What am I meant to do with a worn out crappy sword?¡± Feng Ming was pissed at the pathetic gift the Regent King had sent in his absence. He turned to Chiu Lan, instructing her, ¡°Take that out and feed it to the dogs!¡± Trying not tough at her master¡¯s request, Chiu Lan covered herugh and in a small voice whispered, ¡°His Royal Highness, it is impossible to feed this item to the dogs.¡± Behind Feng Ming, a series of muffledughs wasing from his maids. Upon hearing their amusement Feng Ming quickly reflected on what had left his mouth. His face burned with embarrassment. Chiu Xing leaned closer to her master and quietly advised him, ¡°If His Royal Highness is dying to see Rong Wang, shall I send a request by a messenger?¡± ¡°Who wants to see him? No one is allowed to go anywhere!¡± he replied with scorn. General Tong was a stern man, and had not budged from his position and persisted in waiting patiently for the Prince to receive the gift. Contrary to the hardy man, Official Xia wasughing his face off. Official Xia regained hisposure and knowing the day was wasting away at this rate, he took over the duty of the sword transferal. ¡°Does His Royal Highness know of the origins of this sword?¡± he asked, attempting to entice the Prince. Feng Ming gave the offending item a longer inspection, taking note of the slender de, and the a modest iy, arge thumb sized dark jewel on the hilt. Apart from these there wasn¡¯t anything spectacr about the sword, it was simple. Then he recalled the stories about Wei Xiao Bao in ¡°The Deer and the Cauldron¡±, the hero of that story was given a dagger that could change smelt iron upon contact with another¡¯s weapon. He inwardly thought of how ¡®great¡¯ his own luck was for the Regent King to offer a rare old sword which might not even pass the grade to give haircuts. ¡°Humph!¡± Regardless of how mystical and great the sword was Feng Ming was not letting Rong Tian off the hook. ¡°So what¡¯s the history behind this sword?¡± As he queried his subject as his curiosity finally got the better of him and he picked up the de and promptly unsheathed it for inspection. The metal had not in the least lost luster, toying with the sword in his hand Feng Ming turned around and gave a table close by him a good whack. He lifted up the de and studied the damage, there wasn¡¯t even a mark left on the surface. It absolutely did not live up to his already low expectations. Now Feng Ming was even more disappointed and he discarded the useless sword on the table without second thoughts. ¡°This is a broken sword!¡± he spat bitterly. ¡°Your Highness should not be so quick to anger. Official Xia will exin to you the antecedents of this precious treasure.¡± The old man gave the Prince a courteous bow before retrieving the abandoned gift, lifting the de in his hands his face was gentle as he started to exin. ¡°This de is called ¡°Unparalleled¡±, one of three strange devices highly treasured in Xi Rei. Indeed it is not sharp, nor is it stunningly attractive. It is likely favorable to use a meat cleaver that beheads chickens than use this to fight directly against your enemies. Would Your Highness be interested in to postting why it is ssified as a strange device?¡± Feng Ming looked at the people around him, who too were sharing a bewildered and clueless look to Official Xia¡¯s question. ¡°How am I supposed to know?¡± The old man chuckled. ¡°Well indeed, Xi Rei¡¯s most treasured items are tucked neatly away, and are hardly mentioned. Ites as no surprise that no one has heard of their origins let alone their existence. Official Xia is a lover of strange things, and I have studied countless rare items.¡± After the old man boasted he continued, ¡°Although ¡®Unparalleled¡¯ is given this name, this sword is actually part of a pair. Ancient documentations mention two brothers who were ancestors to the An lineage. They had attempted over countless years to defeat an incredible demonic monster. Running out of options they finally conjured a trick to overwhelm their enemy.¡± At this point Official Xia captivated everyone¡¯s attention with his story. ¡°Oh? What was this n of attack?¡± General Tong urged the story teller with full interest. ¡°These two brothers employed magic of their own, it took them ten years toplete their spell, using their own blood to cast two precious swords, and then incited an ¡°unparalleled¡± curse upon the weapons.¡± ¡°An ¡®Unparalleled Curse¡¯?¡± ¡°Yes, an unparalleled curse¡¯.¡± Official Xia nodded to confirm, ¡°ording to the legend, the brothers created these swords so that although these swords are two separate entities, they were fated to share the same unparalleled destiny together. In case one should meet his peril, the other shall follow suit and meet the same end.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes jacked wide open, ¡°It couldn¡¯t be that they ended up giving one of these swords to the monster and then one of the brothersmitted suicide, thus killing the monster with the imposed curse?¡± Official Xia¡¯s eyes lit up with admiration and he eximed,¡± His Royal Highness¡¯s intelligence ceases to amaze me, I have never met anyone that could be your rival.¡± ¡°Your Highness is spot on! The eldest brother tricked the monster into taking up one of the swords, and he promptlymitted suicide. The monster finally died ording to n. The youngest brother survived and lived on to govern a region till it prospered and thisnd finally became the foundation for Xi Rei. The youngest brother was in fact the first King of Xi Rei. The two ¡°Unparalleled¡± swords were returned to the first King and since been kept well hidden within the Imperial Pce out of the sight and knowledge to everyone.¡± With the closing line of the story, everyone had their eyes on the sword. The scrap metal now had a number of new found admirers. It didn¡¯t look as dull as it had moments ago. Chiu Lan crossed the line and trembled as she asked, ¡°Official Xia, why¡why did Rong Wang bequeath such an ominous item to His Royal Highness?¡± Feng Ming gave the magical sword a long firm look before releasing a deep breath, walked over and took hold of the cursed sword. He lifted it into view for more in depth survey, running his fingers along the d¨¦cor and length of the de. With hint of sadness he muttered, ¡° I¡I will take care of myself.¡± To Official Xia¡¯s joy the Prince had finally epted the gift. General Tong looked at Feng Ming and bowed again, ¡°Your humble servant will do his utmost protect Your Highness, I shall serve Your Highness as Rong Wang has entrusted me.¡± Chiu Lan interrupted, ¡°The time is almost here for your departure Your Highness.¡± Feng Ming nodded, Chiu Lan was quick witted and responded, stepping forwards to help him remove the ornate sword that had upied his belt and reced the spot with his new acquisition. The upants left the Prince¡¯s hall as a group, Chiu Xing was at the rear of the procession and she tugged on Chiu Yue¡¯s sleeve, frowning as she asked, ¡°I still don¡¯t understand, why isn¡¯t His Highness angry at Rong Wang for such a deplorable gift?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s put it this way, ¡®Unparalleled¡¯ swordses as a pair, so if one is with our Prince, where is the other one?¡± ¡°Oh!...I know, is it¡¡± Chiu Yue quickly sealed the loud mouth with her hands. She giggled and smiled back at her friend ¡°Now you know right? Let¡¯s hurry and follow. Our carriage is the one behind the Prince¡¯s.¡± Hence, Xi Rei¡¯s Crowned Prince An He left his country en route to Fan Jia with a procession lead by General Tong and Official Xia, where they were followed by a grandiose entourage of five thousand soldiers. Chapter Volume 2 3 A new cheeky character, you will fall in love! Lie Er ¨C Chinese name literally means ¡®Strong Child¡¯ Updated FYJT world map: Purple is Ruo Yan, Red Li Guo, Green Fan Jia, Blue Tong Guo During the Prince¡¯s diplomatic journey, countless officials governing various regions of Xi Rei naturally provided his reverence with their utmost hospitality. His journey was apanied by music and celebrative wees all along the way, until the entourage finally made their way to the outskirts of Xi Rei on the seventh day. However, to arrive at their ultimate destination, Feng Ming and his retainers would have to cross a country called Ruo Y an. Ruo Yan was simr to Xi Rei, a country situated in mountain ranges and slopes. Ruo Yan bordered Xi Rei, Fan Jia and Tong Guo. In this era with the vast number of countries spread across thend, parties of ambassadors journeying was amon event, thus, Ruo Yan was a major transit portal with a regr stream of important officials. Once Feng Ming¡¯s group arrived at the border between the two countries, he had to wait for official correspondence concerning the passage through Ruo Yan¡¯s territory. They rested the day. When night fell, Zhang Qian, the local official in charge of the area the foreign Prince had entered personally arrived to greet the important guest and weed the weary travelers to an extravagant banquet prepared especially to fit the man¡¯s status. During the feast, the crowd was in high spirits and frequent toasts and ttering speeches were offered to the Prince. General Tong strictly upheld his duty, protecting the Prince as he enjoyed himself. Therge man refused any alcohol offered to him, preferring to stand on guard with one hand rested on the hilt of his sword ready to serve his purpose if required. Contrary to his gantry, official Xia loved his liquor and had arge capacity for his favorite beverage, even after his hundredth refill he appearedpletely devoid of any signs of intoxication. Prince An He¡¯s great appetite for good wines was notorious, poor Feng Ming was a victim to thete Prince¡¯s only ability. Feng Ming couldn¡¯t falter his guise and forced down countless and seemingly endless cups of strong alcohol served to him throughout the evening. In reality, Feng Ming had actually never consumed alcohol in his previous life, and his initial encounter with alcohol was when he woke up in Xi Rei. It wasn¡¯t surprising after a few sses of wine his alcohol tolerance was met, he barely had a grip on staying upright and his sense of orientation went out the door. Around him, he was only aware of the ring music in the great hall and the masses of dancers that made his head spin and eyes blur. Early next morning, he had the joy of reflecting on the unfriendly consequences of alcohol, a devil of a jackhammer like hangover. Feng Ming¡¯s head was just about to split open, as he struggled to open his drowsy eyes, it was a challenge to sober from the drumming pain in his head. Even his vision remained slightly fuzzy. He raised a hand and rested it on his forehead before releasing unearthly groans of pain several times over. ¡°Prince is awake?¡± Who was beside him? He had never heard this voice before. Feng Ming reluctantly turned to face the stranger and with one look jumped out of his skin. To his surprise sharing the other side of his bed and lying within the cozy nket was an astoundingly beautiful youth. Soft slender eyes, translucent skin perfect like jade that had a healthy luster and long silky hair that covered his shoulders. Although his bed partner was a man, the stranger was exuding an air of seduction. The most frightening aspect the attractive stranger¡¯s arm jutting from the covers, the youth¡¯s smooth exposed flesh was tainted with encircling marks around his wrist. The skin was sore and red, which didn¡¯t leave much to the imagination. The sight made Feng Ming flush from head to toe. Although Feng Ming¡¯s feisty and defiant behavior towards Rong Wang was long in the past, the Prince was very clear what those marks were and under what circumstances it takes to acquire them. Moreover, ording to how raw the wounds appeared one could extrapte that there was a high probability that they were formedst night. ¡°You¡who are you? How did you get in here?¡± Feng Ming stuttered backing away from the stranger that shared his bed whilst maintaining the sheets over his own body. ¡°Your Highness has actually forgotten about me?¡± The boy winked, before issuing an using look then he diverted his gaze and bit his lip before answering the Prince. ¡°Last night, against General Tong¡¯s attempts to persuade you, Your Highness refused to release me from your embrace.¡± ¡°WHAT?¡± the Prince let out a very loud bewildered scream, refusing to believe the young man. Feng Ming recalled Rong Wang¡¯s casualments about homosexuality and how it was rampant across thends. Especially within the Royal household, it was normal for an official to present a male pet as a gift in order to gain favor and promotion to their noble statuses. With all his might, he tried to recall any remnants ofst night, a hard task as his memory waspletely evading him on this asion to spite him. Uneasily, Feng Ming motioned to lift up his corner of the bed spread and secretly peer down to verify his fears. Instantaneously, he retreated further to his side of the bed with his formpletely disconste. Confirming his suspicions not even a thread covered the boy¡¯s body, he waspletely butt naked and whatever clothing he had worn was now scattered about the bedside. It waspletely needless to enquire further what happened between the two. The youth bellowed augh, ¡°What is the matter my Prince? Last night you were very unconstrained, and the present Prince ispletely different. Is the Prince no longer fond of Lie Er?¡± Lie Er inched closer and frightened the poor Prince, who reacted by withdrawing so quickly he smacked the back of his head against a bedpost. When the Prince¡¯s head connected with the pir, Lie Er immediately stopped in his tracks, he pouted before solemnly asking, ¡°Prince, why do you fear Lie Er? Lie Er should be afraid of Your Highness, look, Prince yed so rough with me I was at the verge of death from the passion you enforced on my body on this bedst night.¡± The stranger lifted his slender arms and extended them in front of Feng Ming, the tender flesh was patterned with an array of purple and red. If it was someone else in his shoes, they might have been proud of their workmanship on the young boy. However, for Feng Ming all he could feel was embarrassment from ear to ear. This was his first time ¡®consuming¡¯ another man, furthermore to add to his shame his drunk self covertly stered love bites all over the young man¡¯s body for his sober self to discover. There¡¯s a saying how alcohol can cause chaos by altering ones nature, and should not be taken lightly. He seriously shouldn¡¯t have drunken even a drop! As Feng Ming repented his sins a thousand times over inside, he managed to stammer to his bed partner, ¡°A mistake¡this is a misunderstanding!¡± ¡°Misunderstanding?¡± Lie Er faced Feng Ming with a dead pan expression and hisrge doe like eyes grew watery. It seems like he was refraining himself from speaking. With such a forlorn look Feng Ming felt a twinge of guilt welling inside. Just as Feng Ming was at the point of offering a few words offort, Lie Er abruptly chimed in to cut him off with a sudden smile which also disyed his adorable dimples. ¡°His Highness ims this is a misunderstanding, so be it. What happened was a misunderstanding.¡± Lie Er agreed in a calm soft voice. Feng Ming rxed. Lie Er then continued, ¡°Lie Er, was originally a ve of a rich nobleman living near the borderlines of Ruo Yan,st night Your Highness dragged me off and refused to release me. My master has already bestowed Lie Er as a present to Prince.¡± The younger boy tore off the quilt, then unexpectedly climbed out of the bed with haste and knelt down on the ice cold ground and bowed his head. ¡°Prince is already Lie Er¡¯s new master, if Prince feels dissatisfied with Lie Er afterst night, please punish Lie Er at your will. Lie Er will not dare toin.¡± In his wildest imagination, Feng Ming could not foresee that the boy would resort to such an extreme reaction, without thinking he blurted out, ¡°What are you doing!?¡± ¡°Hurry up! Get up! You will freeze to death.¡± ¡°Lie Er is nothing but a lowly ve, if Prince dislikes Lie Er, I shallmit suicide on Your Highness¡¯smand.¡± Winter was breathing is harsh winds, its icy tendrilsshed thend, and the chill was not spared in this bedchamber. Outside snow nketed the grounds, and the great snow storms were at their peak. Given these conditions, Lie Er¡¯s naked body shivered uncontrobly and was beginning to lose color. Feng Ming didn¡¯t know what else to do, he quickly followed suit and jumped out of the bed to pry the boy off the ground and hauled him by the arm back into the warm confines of the quilts. ¡°I do not resent you. Please don¡¯t casuallymit suicide for my sake.¡± Feng Ming surrendered. Lie Er rubbed his eyes, ¡°If the Prince does not have a need for Lie Er, Lie Er can only die.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t say I don¡¯t want you.¡± ¡°Prince will permit Lie Er to attend to His Highness?¡± Feng Ming pondered over the matter intensively and he looked at Lie Er¡¯s longing face. He could only think to himself about how strange a ve-only society was, and that he had to ignore every ounce of decency in him that pushed of modern day human rights beliefs. In this case if he didn¡¯t put his morals aside, there was a high chance the kid would end up killing himself. Finally, he dipped his head and nodded. ¡°You can serve me, you only need to cater for fetching tea and water¡¡± changing his tone to the most threatening he could feign, he enunciated, ¡°You are absolutely forbidden to attend to me in bed.¡± Lie Er made a small grunt of agreement and nodded his head. Feng Ming reiterated himself and added ¡°Even if I am drunk, and order you to join me in bed you must not climb in.¡± Another small noise and a nod came from the boy, then the brows on his pretty face furrowed. His voice was troubled as he murmured within threshold, ¡°But if I don¡¯t listen to master¡¯s instructions it will be¡¡± ¡°That¡¯s why I am making an overriding instruction, in the case I ever get drunk again and demand that you join me to do anything in the nature to what happenedst night, you must bring a pail of cold water and tip it on me, until I sober up.¡± Lie Er stared at his new master red faced, hesitating before finally answered with a yes. With that aside Feng Ming whispered, ¡°Let me ask you, aboutst night apart from General Tong, who knows about this incident? Surely not everyone is aware.¡± ¡°I am not too sure,¡± Lie Er replied honestly and shook his head, ¡°I was solely preupied with attending to Prince I paid no attention to anything else.¡± ¡°I hope that no one else knows about this,¡± Feng Ming stuck his tongue out with a grimace. The Prince was crafting up a master n to conceal his tryst when outside he heard Chiu Yue¡¯s voice. ¡°His Highness, official Xia as advises that it is time to leave. Prince, please arise and change.¡± Chiu Lan¡¯s voice followed, ¡°Pardon your humble servants, we are going to enter now.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes jacked right open and frantically looked around him, Lie Er was still naked under the covers with him. He desperately shouted his desire not to be interrupted, ¡°No, Don¡¯t! Don¡¯te in!¡± His three chambeins eyed each other, confused to why the Prince would forbid them to enter. However, they heeded his request and had paused in their footsteps just outside the entrance to the room, daring not to intrude. ¡°Your Highness?¡± The girls voiced their concerns. ¡°I¡¯m not feeling well so I don¡¯t want to see anyone at the moment.¡± ¡°Prince, if you are unwell then your servants will send for Official Xia to check your condition.¡± ¡°No! It¡¯s not necessary!¡± Feng Ming body tensed, before faking two scratchy coughs, stalling as he quickly manifested nonsensical excuses ¡°I¡¯m not ill or anything, I¡¯m actually quite healthy, it¡¯s just something to do with my body¡¯s immunity, that¡¯s all.¡± He dearly hoped that they bought his terrible acting skills. ¡°Hey, even if I tell you guys, you won¡¯t understand, anyway I don¡¯t want anyone to enter at this moment.¡± The three maids looked at each other in dismay, all of them reluctantly replying to their master. ¡°As Prince orders.¡± Feng Ming stumbled out from the bed and scrambled to get himself clothed, hisplex outfit was usually catered by his maids, if not Rong Tian would ease him into the garments in the right order. Unsurprisingly, left to his own devices a very flustered Feng Ming easily created a tardy mess of himself. Unlike his new master Lie Er had managed to clothe himself without any qualms, thus the sight of the poorly attired Feng Ming made had him hold back a giggle. Doing his best to suppress hisugh, he gestured to the Prince, ¡°Please allow Lie Er to serve the Prince.¡± cing a halt to any further wardrobe catastrophes, the younger boy stepped closer to the Prince and in an orderly manner helped correct the mistakes made. Feng Ming had feared the worst, after their night of passion he didn¡¯t want to be entangled with a sultry ve who may persist in giving him unnecessary bodily contact, he watched the boy, who busied himself wholeheartedly to aid him. Feeling no ulterior motive or any wandering hands on his body Feng Ming gradually calmed down. Once dressing waspleted, Feng Ming faced Lie Er, looking sternly before ordering, ¡°Be obedient and stay here for now, after I leave you can take your exit a bitter. If you don¡¯t want to be a ve, I have no issues with you deserting your role you can be a free man.¡± The Prince scolded himself internally, being told to ¡®be obedient¡¯ by King Rong was beginning to influence his own behavior. His servant refused the generous offer shaking his head. ¡°Lie Er will not leave and shall remain by your side. Lie Er has never been grace with a kind master like Prince.¡± Feng Ming knew hispany was awaiting his presence before they could set off, and there was no quick fix for what had happened between him and the youngster. Without further dy he gave Lie Er a reassuring pat on his shoulder before walking out of the chamber in silence. After he stepped out to join the gathered carriages, he found Chiu Lan and the other maids standing patiently next to his personal cart. Chiu Yue promptly parted the heavy extravagant curtains that adorned the carriage for her master to enter. Chiu Xing swiveled around, taking a head check before asking nonchntly, ¡°Prince, is he not going toe?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s throat tightened, timidly he asking, ¡°Who are you talking about?¡± ¡°Who else but Lie Er, wasn¡¯t he Prince¡¯s present?¡± Chiu Lan interjected, ¡°Last night His Highness was resolute in demanding Lie Er from Rou Yan¡¯s official, insisting the evening was too cold to spend alone and that someone must apany you.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right! His Highness also proimed that if they refused to give you Lie Er, you¡¯d kidnap him during the night too!¡± As his maids filled his memorypses, he nearly face nted on the floor of his carriage from their quotations, he couldn¡¯t help but burn with embarrassment. He didn¡¯t know whether tough or cry, ¡°I,st night¡what else did I say?¡± The three women saw the blood literally drain from the Prince¡¯s face, so they quickly stopped teasing him and unanimously shook their heads. Feng Ming didn¡¯t really want to pursue the matter further, so he slumped to one side of the carriage and spent a moment aloof with his own thoughts. Shortly, the fact that the whole world was now fully aware of his prowess clicked inside. So it was pointless to conceal it. He beckoned Chiu Lan, ¡°Go and collect Lie Er from my bed chamber, he shall travel with the carriages, tell him he doesn¡¯t need to follow us secretly anymore¡given that everyone knows.¡± ¡°As you wish.¡± Chiu Lian left to ry the message and quickly returned with Lie Er in tow. The young man happily paid his respects to the Prince before scuttling off into the attendant¡¯s carriage. The party proceeded with their long distance route, and it would take roughly eleven days through Rou Yan¡¯s territory before they would finally enter Fan Jia¡¯s territory. Chapter Volume 2 4-5 Portrait of General Tong¡I¡¯m sure there¡¯s one of official Xia somewhere I¡¯ll add thatter. Updated map of FYJT Lin Dan is in Navy blue. Winter scenery stretched across thend, unfortunately for Feng Ming the group travelled along the major highways of Rou Yan hence all that was in sight were barren mountains and the sporadic rice fields. Even as a tourist the sight became dull and repetitive. Three days had passed since they set off, Feng Ming had been cooped alone inside his personal carriage and he was at edge of losing his mind, being surrounded by four walls wasn¡¯t doing much for his sanity. Sticking his head out the window, he spotted General Tong who appeared awe-inspiring as he rode alongside the motocade, spurring his well train horse back and forth as he inspected and oversaw the party. ¡°General Tong!¡± Feng Ming shouted from his perch. His loyal servant immediately urged his horse towards the Prince¡¯s carriage to subserviently answer his call. ¡°What is Your Highness¡¯s orders?¡± ¡°How many days till we arrive?¡± ¡°Not long my Prince, within five to six days we will be out of Ruo Yan¡¯s territory and crossing the boundary of Fan Jia. Eleven more days, we shall reach Fan Jia¡¯s capital city.¡± Feng Mingmented his disappointment, ¡°It¡¯s going to take that long?¡± ¡°The pace and progress we have made so far is extremely good, although Fan Jia and Xi Rei appear close in terms of proximity. Inparison, travelling to the remote country of Lin Dan takes up to three full months!¡± Feng Ming grumbled, and diverted his attention to General Tong¡¯s magnificent steed. A mischievous smile stretched across his lips. ¡°General Tong, your horse¡¡± ¡°His Royal Highness, I am under King Rong¡¯s strict orders. Our journey is exposed to danger, to prevent any incidences under no condition is the Crowned Prince permitted to ride a horse. I, Tong Jian Min absolutely will no dare to disobey King Rong¡¯smand.¡± The general¡¯s grave tone squashed any hope in Feng Ming, the Prince resigned dejected with his head down casted as he returned to the prison like sanctuary of his carriage. If I¡¯d known earlier I wouldn¡¯t have agreed to this trip, I will either get beaten to death by Fan Jia¡¯s third Princess or if I am lucky bore myself to death before I get there. It was quite the struggle to upy his brain till nightfall, when evening finally set in the travelers stopped at a clearing, pitching up tents to spend the night. Feng Ming was in a hurry to leave his cell, jumping out of his carriage and seeking the warmth of his tent. Chiu Lan and the two other maids followed behind, and busied themselves with helping Feng Ming prepare his bedding. Whilst amidst in her duties, Chiu Xing suddenly let slip, ¡°I wonder how Lie Er is doing?¡± Chiu Yue giggled and replied, ¡°What¡¯s this? Is this why you¡¯ve been peeking out of the window every day? Did you want to catch a glimpse of him?¡± Chiu Lan contributed to the friendly banter aimed at Chiu Xing, ¡°Don¡¯t me her, it¡¯s Lie Er¡¯s fault for being born to be so attractive.¡± ¡°Bah!¡± Chiu Xing spat, her reddened face betraying her as she retaliated, ¡°Who says that he is attractive? I certainly didn¡¯t! When ites to appearances, our Prince is winning in that department!¡± The said Prince was slowly taking off the clothing items he could manage, starting with the muffler around his neck, hearing his servants ridiculing one another made himugh. With a straight face he contributed asking Chiu Xing, ¡°If you want to see Lie Er so badly, perhaps I shall summon him here.¡± Chiu Lan pped gleefully, ¡°That¡¯s great. I shall inform him that he has been summoned by the Prince.¡± Within minutes, the maid was back bringing the young man to the small group. Lie Er had already changed into a servant¡¯s attire. He presented himself in front of Feng Ming and made his respects before enquiring, ¡°What do you desire your Highness?¡± ¡°Nothing in particr, I just wanted to see how you are going, it¡¯s been several days are you getting ustomed to this environment?¡± As he spoke Feng Ming studied the youth in front of him, the longer he looked the more he felt that something was out of ce. Chiu Yue also gasped, scurrying over to take a closer inspection before clicking her tongue, ¡°Why do you look so thin?¡± she was genuinely concerned. Chiu Lan concurred with the remark, ¡°When I first saw him, I thought he looked much thinner than when he joined us. His eyes are hollowed with dark bags and his eyes are red. When I asked him about it, he refused to give me an answer.¡± Hearing his maid¡¯sments, Feng Ming frowned, ¡°Are you unwell, why didn¡¯t you say anything?¡± Lie Er kept still and did not say a word. Chiu Xing approached her master and leaned towards his ear to whisper, ¡°Prince should ask whether he is being bullied by the other chambeins.¡± Feng Ming wasn¡¯t familiar with matters concerning the pecking order of attendants, he asked with much suspicion, ¡°Is there someone here that has been bullying you? Who is it?¡± Lie Er offered the Prince a forced smile, shaking his head in denial, ¡°I am from Ruo Yan as well as being a male ve it is only right that they bully someone like I.¡± ¡°Bastards!¡± Feng Ming leaped onto his feet and stomped around infuriated ¡°I will teach them a lesson!¡± Although Chiu Lan was tender in years, she was amazingly wise. She quickly snatched Feng Ming¡¯s sleeve and advised him otherwise. ¡°Prince, these attendants that serve you are all gifts from noble families of Xi Rei, if you impose punishment on these individuals, the nobles are likely to find out and be offended. Additionally, there is another resolve to the problem. If Prince permits Lie Er to sit in another carriage wouldn¡¯t it be better?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right. We still have to travel quite a distance so it would be inappropriate to punish anyone anyway. I¡¯ll deal with them when we return to Xi Rei.¡± He nced over at Lie Er, pausing to think before asking, ¡°Well, where is Lie Er going to take a seat?¡± ¡°How about he joins the carriage the three of you girls are sharing?¡± He suggested. ¡°We are all maids, and he is a boy! How can sharing a carriage with us be proper?¡± Chiu Lanughed making her opposing point clear. ¡°Then we shall have Lie Er sit in a carriage by himself.¡± Feng Ming proposed. ¡°That¡¯s even worst, if he was issued his own carriage when the other servants see him they will be burning with envy, it will only lead to more bullying!¡± Feng Ming was out of ideas, knitting his brows in thought, his eyes lit up with a n ¡°If he shares my carriage with me, then I won¡¯t be bored senseless!¡± This solution was the best, and the three women did not object. Lie Er didn¡¯t oppose, with a wry smile he looked at his Master. Feng Ming felt the hairs down his back stand, it was better if Lie Er didn¡¯t show him that smile, that smile reminded Feng Ming of their night together. His mind sending signals, reminding him that the boy was still a male ve. If they shared a carriage¡Feng Ming may have to stay on guard, fighting off any attempts by the younger boy to seduce him. The Prince cursed himself, however, he had already agreed to such an arrangement and he wasn¡¯t the type of person to go back on his words. The more he stressed about it, it became apparent that perhaps it would be better to organise Lie Er¡¯s personal space as early as tomorrow for his own sake. --- Surprisingly once Lie Er joined him in his carriage, the youth remained obedient and sincere, upying the corner of the confined space with a book in hand which held his attention. Feng Ming had originally feared for the worst, and stayed on edge ready to guard against any flirtatious onughts from his servant. Instead he found himself slightly ashamed for thinking Lie Er was going to attack him. As the younger man remained harmless for the first half of the day they spent together, Feng Ming could truly gauge the heart of this gentleman with his own measure. Determined that he wasn¡¯t going to be torn to shreds by a sexual beast, he finally worked up the courage to prompt Lie Er to have a chat with him. ¡°Lie Er, what is interesting in Ruo Yan? I want to hear about the fun parts in the country.¡± The younger man nced up from his book and looked at the Prince, he ced his book aside, ¡°Fun ces? Is the Prince asking about beautiful scenery?¡± Lie Er was very familiar with Ruo Yan, so it was effortless as he enlightened his master with numerous stories. Not only did he inform the Prince about the specialities of his country but he even demonstrated a vast knowledge of the other eleven countries, telling the Prince about scenic wonders and interesting facts. The Prince was gobsmacked and eximed, ¡°Lie Er, you are really something! You know so much about everything!¡± Lie Er¡¯s facial expression changed with the praise, a smile beaming on his face ¡°I like to read, my previous owner had arge collection of books and I was allowed to read. Sadly, all these fun ces I¡¯ve talked about, I¡¯ve never been to.¡± Being apanied by Lie Er eased the boredom, Feng Ming was amused enjoying the boy¡¯spany as well as being able to learn more about the world around him. In this way, another five days breezed past, and the party from Xi Rei had made their way out of Ruo Yan. By morning, the group arrived at the borderline of Fan Jia. Fan Jia was earlier informed that Xi Rei¡¯s Crown Prince was personally acting as an ambassador. At the borderline, they were only greeted by a minor official who offered a few words, hastily instructing the party how to reach the capital, Le Xi before waving them off. The cold treatment was aplete contrast to the kind hospitality that weed the Prince in Ruo Yan. Chiu Lan jeered discontented, ¡°Such a lowly official, doesn¡¯t he know that this is the Crown Prince and his consort!¡± She snorted. ¡°He is not aware of his position in terms of hierarchy.¡± Even in the dead of winter, Official Xia had had his fan opened and in action. ¡°Little maid is too na?ve, Fan Jia King¡¯s son inw died in Xi Rei, we approach their borders and are lucky that they did not greet us with knives and bows.¡± Feng Ming listened and his face paled. General Tong chortled, ¡°Dear Prince there¡¯s no need to panic, King Rong has already corresponded with Fan Jia, If Fan Jia was unwilling to repair our rtionship; our King would not have sent you to here as an ambassador.¡± With those words of reassurance, Feng Ming felt a bit of peace. That evening, the group pitched tents to rest within the borderline region. The Prince¡¯s three maids and male chambein helped him prepare for bed, and when they finished tucking him in they too retreated for a good night¡¯s rest. In the middle of the night a sudden rapping woke Feng Ming from his slumber, he called out into the darkness, ¡°Who is it?¡± ¡°Your Highness, it is me. It¡¯ste at night but I cannot seem to rest. I wanted to have a talk with Your Highness.¡± Feng Ming sat up, and leaned against the backboard of his bed before reaching for a jacket and draping it over his shoulders. ¡°Ah, Official Xia, Please enter.¡± ¡°I apologize for disturbing your rest my Prince,¡± Official Xia pushed the door open and made his entry. He walked and grabbed a tall backed chair and moved it closer to the Prince¡¯s bed and sat down. ¡°The reason why I havee at this hour is to discuss that servant from Ruo Yan.¡± ¡°Lie Er?¡± ¡°Yes.¡± Feng Ming cocked and eyebrow, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with Lie Er?¡± ¡°He is a suspicious character. The boy joined us without a real reason or cause. Recently the Prince has be dangerously close with this stranger. A true citizen of Ruo Yan normally loves his country and would refuse to leave his homnd willingly. Not only that, he hasn¡¯t tried to escape. He has not demonstrated any regret or emotions of leaving his country. I had even ordered the other chambeins to bully him and he bared it all with clenched teeth. Not even voicing against his mistreatment. It is likely this is all a ploy to trick the Prince to allow him to share the same carriage. This is what I have managed to deduce from his actions so far, we must beware as he is a calcting person, and certainly not as simple as he portrays himself.¡± ¡°Do you mean¡¡± ¡°In Xia¡¯s opinion, he is likely a spy that Ruo Yan has pinned onto the Prince.¡± The skinny old man¡¯s eyes narrowed, coldly adding ¡°The King of Ruo Yan had a male consort called Fu Er, who apparently died of an illness less than half a month ago. I stumbled across portraits of his lover, and I was shocked to see that Lie Er is a spitting resemnce of thete Fu Er. How could there be such an uncanny coincidence? There is something fishy.¡± Feng Ming shivered. ¡°If Lie Er was a spy sent by Ruo Yan¡¯s King, why would they want to tail my activities? Does he n to do something to me?¡± Official Xia grinned, shaking his head. ¡°Prince should not over think matters, in the short term he should not bring you any harm. There are various countries at war or on the verge of war. Hence spies are amon entity, there are dispersed throughout the countries like stars in the sky. Where would you find influential people of a country without spies amongst them? Lie Er is such a person, he might have a worthter on so he may live for the time being. However, he will not have ess to ssified material. If a war breaks out with Ruo Yan we can use him in negotiations. Such beautiful people are a rarity. If the Prince wishes to bed him, do as you like.¡± The old man¡¯sughter was somewhat different than usual and it took a while for the Prince to work out what the man meant. When it registered, Feng Ming immediately blushed, waving his hands at the absurd suggestion. ¡°No, I won¡¯t be doing that!¡± Official Xia continued to chat to him before heading back to bed. As the door closed shut behind him, the Prince was left with his thoughts, spending the rest of the night with Rong Tian on his mind. If the Regent King was by his side at this very moment, even if there was a hundred spies around him he wouldn¡¯t be afraid. He reached out into the cold, feeling around for his unparalleled sword, grabbing it and bringing the cold metal into his embrace. Dawn was a few hours away before he slipped into sleep. Chapter Volume 2 6 ÃÀÈË¼Æ (Mei ren Ji) Honey trap method ¨C is using one¡¯s beauty for entrapment. Royal Uncle/ Uncle/Inw ¨C Chinese people have a veryplicated nomenture system, depending on which side of the family and the positioning people are given specific names to show their rtivity to an individual in the family. Hence, although Feng Ming is not directly rted to Giu Sen, he has to refer to him as a Royal-inw (ranking position). I¡¯ll try to exin this portion a bit better in the future¡but I hope I don¡¯t confuse too many people. Poem recitals ¨C back in the day, it waspletely ssy to break into poem or song if the circumstances are fitting. There were poems for all sorts of asions such as weather, beauty, love, nature etc. It helped to savour the moment. --- --- ---- --- --- ---- Since Feng Ming learned of Lie Er¡¯s suspicious character and the possibility he could be spy, he dared not to open his mouth so casually. Within their enclosed quarters he hesitated before speaking and eventually the conversation between the twopletely dried. Lie Er naturally felt the strong transformation in his Master¡¯s attitude but treated the issue with indifference. Instead the servant continued his duties beside Chiu Lan, assisting the Prince with changing, bathing and meals. Over the next several days Feng Ming closely observed the youngster. The Prince could not detect any abnormalities in Lie Er¡¯s behaviour. Monitoring the boy gradually became unnecessary, thus it was not long until Feng Ming abandoned the bothersome duty. Feng Ming was well aware that spies run rampant in every country and the matter didn¡¯t deserve the amount of fuss. Moreover, Official Xia had previously spoken on the matter, that the likelihood Lie Er would pose any immediate danger was extremely low. With these points in mind, the Prince¡¯s heart was set at ease and his own antisocial fa?ade gradually rxed. The troupe was on their eleventh day of travel within the borders of Fan Jia, before the exhausted men finally reached their destination the capital called Le Xi. In contrast to Xi Rei¡¯s modest and barren winterndscape around the capital and within the pce, the city of Le Xi was full of vitality. The streets were decorated with vibrant colours far as the eye can see. This effect wasn¡¯t due to any natural splendour on behalf of mother-nature but rather the effect of the women whom roamed the streets adorned with bright colours and extravagant clothing. Upon passing through the City¡¯s main gates Feng Ming curiously lifted the curtains of his carriage and peered outside beforementing, ¡°The girs here are so beautiful. Their taste in clothing isn¡¯t bad at all and much better than Xi Rei.¡± ¡°Prince, if the girls were to hear you say that you¡¯ll no doubt get an earful.¡± Lie Er nced out of the window with disinterest and returned his attention to his books. Feng Ming stuck out his tongue. After a moment, Lie Er unhurriedly informed him, ¡°Of the eleven countries, the most beautiful women are from Fan Jia, and the most handsome men are from Xi Lei. An Xun was fortunate to secure a Princess from Fan Jia.¡± ¡°Hey, how did you learn of An Xun?¡± Feng Ming asked suspiciously. Lie Er was not in the least panicked by the Prince¡¯s change in tone, he dully replied, ¡°For a Prince of Xi Rei to marry into Fan Jia is not a small matter, even a ve like me is aware of this event.¡± The servant¡¯s eyes were still focused on his reading material. The Prince could sense it now, Lie Er¡¯s fickle temperament stood out like a sore thumb. There was no trace of the little pitiful sheep to the ughter act. Instead his servant became sincere and blunt. Feng Ming thought to himself, that act might have worked on the King of Ruo Yan but perhaps he has given up on seducing me. Grinning to himself, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help but to secretly admire his will against falling for such traps of attraction. Not long after, the team reached the outskirts of the Imperial Pce. Only to be cordoned off by the main gates that remained tightly shut. General Tong and Official Xia stood guard as Feng Ming dismounted from his transport just outside the walls of the pce, almost an hour passed and no one came to greet him. The short tempered General Tong was the first to express his dissatisfaction frowning as he scoffed aloud, ¡°Is the King of Fan Jia unaware that your Highness has arrived?¡± Official Xia shook his head, ¡°The messengers we had deployed in advance to announce our arrival has already returned.¡± ¡°Humph!¡± Tong was not pleased, he reached for his sword and raised his eyebrows, ¡°This is preposterous! Our Prince has travelled days on end from afar, only to be forced to wait out in the cold with no reception befitting of his status!¡± Suddenly a sharp voice cracked the tense atmosphere, ¡°Our revered An Xun travelled all the way to Xi Lei to deliver medicine, and how was he treated?¡± Stunned and speechless, every pair of eyes looked up as the door leading into the pce dramatically opened to herald the presence of a man dressed in white. Behind him were more than a thousand elite troops arranged in strict lines. The vast number easily belittled the handful of soldiers Xi rei had bought along for this diplomatic mission. The atmosphere was thick, Fan Jia¡¯s military disyed their weapons high and proud, the Prince could feel the murderous aura steaming from each foreign soldier. It felt like it was only amand away before the men would have Xi Rei¡¯s Prince hacked into minced meat. The sight of the blood thirsty people in front of him was enough to make him feel faint. Inwardly, Feng Ming cursed General Tong for not leading a five thousand men strong army to pay Fan Jia a house visit. It was obvious that the King of Fan Jia did not wee the soldiers of Xi Rei into his pce perhaps this was a good sign for the diplomatic party to retract their visit. Unsure of how to react, Feng Ming¡¯s hands unconsciously snaked down to the Unparalleled Sword sitting on his hip. He turned back and searched for direction from General Tong, who stared back with intensity. The man was on guard and ready to attack given the word. It was Official Xia that knew Feng Ming was scared and apprehensive. In whisper he guided the young Prince, ¡°Your Highness should not stand down on this matter, or else lives will be endangered.¡± The old man continued, ¡°The man in white is called Gui Sen, he is the husband of the eldest Princess hence next in line to inherit the throne.¡± Feng Ming repeated Xia¡¯s wise words. Yes, I must not show any weakness. Memories of all the martial arts movies Feng Ming had watched as a kid in his previous life flooded back, the bottom line still held fast in this realm, whoever showed any sign of weakness would always be the first to fall in a decisive battle. Using a few seconds, the Prince racked his brain for a solution to the problem at hand, trying to break down any useful information he had retained from Rong Tian¡¯s lectures. An idea struck him like lightning and he cleared his throat before speaking with an equalled authority in his tone. ¡°My dearest Royal Uncle, An Xun met a tragic end at the hands of assassins within Xi Rei¡¯s pce, and at the same time my father was targeted and ruthlessly murdered. An He is distraught over the sudden loss and could not fathom how deeply heartbroken her highness is over Uncle¡¯s death especially now she is a widow. Therefore, I have travelled from Xi Le in order to form a coborative effort with Fan Jia to hunt the perpetrators to these malicious crimes. Furthermore, I would like escort her Highness back to Xi Rei to live out her natural life.¡± He had practiced parts of these lines a thousand times over mind during his journey into enemy territory, now his voice was steady and convincing and suitable of a noble Prince. Gui Sen¡¯s cold eyes seared into Feng Ming, their intense gaze left the Prince unable to breathe, then he issued, ¡°By the decree of the King of Fan Jia, he has stated: To the Prince of Xi Rei who has journeyed from afar, I am unwell and currently unable to greet you personally, I have ordered my oldest son inw, Gui Sen to take responsibility to wee you to ournd and address your affairs.¡± Feng Ming let out a sigh of relief, thankful that the King did not order the visiting party to be exterminated on sight. Now that his wits were about, he collected himself as there were duties to fulfil. Not wanting to disappoint the Regent King¡¯s teachings Feng Ming stood proud and sped his hands in front of his chest to offer the older man a respectful salutation. ¡°Under these circumstances, thank you for your trouble.¡± ¡°Prince An He, Gui Sen will give your words of advice, An Xun was married into Fan Jia. The Third Princess is still addressed with her esteemed title in this country. Casually calling her your Royal Aunty will not suffice.¡± Feng Ming was just about to answer ¡®yes¡¯ as he felt a tug at his sleeve. It was Official Xia, this action bought about the Prince to swallow the word. As his quick thinking allowed him to realise if he portrayed himself as a yes-man at this moment, people were certain to feel that Xi Rei¡¯s Prince was subservient,cking confidence and authority. It was important not to depreciate his rank, especially if it meant lowering the value on his head. A faint smile edged across the Prince¡¯s face, ¡°Royal Uncle, thank you for your good intentions. However, An Xun was An He¡¯s uncle thus it is natural for me to respect the Third Princess as my Royal Aunty, the name endears her as part of our Royal family. Besides, An He is here for that exact purpose, to escort Aunty back to Xi Rei.¡± Gui Sen was taken aback by Feng Ming¡¯s disy of extraordinary ways with words, carefully studying the boy with his eyes before questioning the rumours he heard, concerning Xi Rei¡¯s ipetent Prince, a good for nothing wine sack and food bag. Now he was a witness to the contrary. Gui Sen took note of Feng Ming¡¯s unusually elegant and beautiful appearance. The boy was not only a pretty shell, but had proven that he had an intelligence to match. There was a silent understanding between the two men. The Prince had made it clear that he wasn¡¯t a push-over. ¡°If it is so, then I have nothing further to say. Gui Sen has already organised lodging for the Prince, if the Prince could follow my lead.¡± Therge man signalled with his hand, and immediately servants drew out a majestic white horse. This horse was wless, evenparable to the Regent King¡¯s horse, White Cloud. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes widened like a child seeing a toy that wasn¡¯t his, he was burning with envy. Bringing him back to reality was the voice of Official Xia, ¡°Prince, let¡¯s return to our carriages. We need to travel to our arranged amodation.¡± The Prince nodded slight, giving the old man a short grunt before returning his attention to the Gui Sen who had mounted the great animal. The man appearance was awe inspiring, like a hero radiating high spirits. With a final nce Feng Ming resigned and shuffled into his carriage, gritting his teeth before murmuring to himself, ¡°I must find a good horse for myself,¡± and he snorted, ¡°I want to ride a horse too¡¡± --- The Prince¡¯s entourage found themselves in a modest hotel, after sorting out the rooms and cements, Gui Sen retreated. ¡°Early tomorrow morning, Gui Sen will personallye to chaperon Prince An He to see the Third Princess.¡± ¡°Good, thank you Royal Uncle.¡± At longst everything was settling down, Feng Ming let out a big sigh of relief. Lie Er chided him, ¡°Do not get toofortable, you¡¯ll be meeting the Third Princess tomorrow. Winning her over is the most critical objective you have on this expedition. In the event that the Third Princess refuses to make amends with Xi Rei, I¡¯m afraid Fan Jia Wang would unlikely dissolve the army he has sent to Xi Rei.¡± Feng Ming was taken by surprise by the remark which started to upset his mood. Seeing her master¡¯s gloomy expression, Chiu Lan quickly stepped in to offer words offort. ¡°Don¡¯t stress your Highness! You will win over the Third Princess with your natural talents and charm. Prince made his awe-inspiring presence felt today, standing strong and upholding Xi Rei¡¯s prestige during the confrontation at Fan Jia¡¯s Imperial Pce gates. Who wouldn¡¯t develop a soft spot for you! There¡¯s no doubt, the Third Princess would absolutely protect her precious nephew from danger.¡± Hearing Chiu Lan¡¯s attempt at a consolidating speech Feng Mingughed bitterly. ¡°Chiu Lan, she¡¯s my Aunty. I can¡¯t exactly employ the honey trap method* right?¡± He moaned again. Everyone burst outughing. Chiu Xing covered her mouth, holding down her giggles before saying, ¡°It¡¯s gettingte, and Prince has an early start tomorrow morning. If you don¡¯t retire early tonight your ns might be ruined by the presence of ck eye bags!¡± Being in reason, the crowd dispersed. Prior to taking his leave, Official Xia had anticipated the Prince to be anxious over the vital meeting. He took the liberty of dosing the Prince¡¯s dinner with a powdered medicine which would calm and sooth the boy¡¯s nerves, helping him to a good night¡¯s rest. Feng Ming managed through the night without even the slightest stir, when he woke up the next day he felt energised and not in the least concerned with the uing challenges. He did find hisck of fear it a bit strange, after a few seconds wondering over the matter he redited himself for possessing strong psychological qualities. Frankly, he felt ready to march towards death. This new found mental will power certainly helped to double his confidence. Breakfast was served to him in a timely fashion, once he had finished his meal Giu Sen had already arrived. General Tong had weed their guest; the man donned an outfit of sky blue, apanied withplementing cloak and an informal crown, one could tell some time was invested to carefully coordinate the dashing outfit. Upon seeing Feng Ming, a smile slipped out across the older man¡¯s face. He raised his hands in gesture of respect. ¡°The Third Princess is awaiting yourpany in her residence, let¡¯s set out now.¡± Feng Ming was surprised to be issued such a warm smile, finding it funny how a friendly gesture made him take a second analysis of Giu Sen. The man was certainly notcking in the looks department, and could easily be the poster boy for the men in this era. Feng Ming was curious to see whether the second inw son would be just as handsome. Chapter Volume 2 7 Volume 2 Chapter 7 --- Didn¡¯t see thising did you, ahhhh the element of surprise! --- Sand box: Think of ancient etch-a-sketchers. Basically a ckboard using sand! Poem recitals ¨C back in the day, it waspletely ssy to break into poem or song if the circumstances are fitting. There were poems for all sorts of asions such as weather, beauty, love, nature etc. It helped to savour the moment. Sleeve flicking: Think long flowing sleeves being thrown! It was a bodynguage to disy discontent. --- Following Gui Sen¡¯s lead, a smaller delegate from Xi Rei travelled south-wards for an hour to reach the Third Princess¡¯s official resident. When they finally arrived, with what the eye could tell, it was evident that the Third Princess was doted on by her father. Her home was a mansion and its grandeur design was on par with the Imperial Pce. Guarding the main door on either side were two giant carved lions* from white jade, as well as ten fine soldiers on the lookout. Feng Ming dismounted from his carriage, his eye glued to the amazing details of his Aunty¡¯s home. Suddenly a strange feeling welled inside him, but he didn¡¯t know what the cause was. Gui Sen continued his role as the tour guide, ¡°Prince An He, this is the Third Princess¡¯s residence. The Old King spoils her most out of his three daughters, she was granted special permission to select anynd she wished to establish her home and she personally oversaw its construction. This ce she has chosen has mountains for neighbours and overlooks ake. The main house and the pavilions were designed with consideration to preservation the natural surroundings. The innovations that has gone into building this estate has been the topic of much praise. The Third Princess is a talented woman and it is unfortunate An Xun met an untimely demise, sadly leaving behind an unmatched beauty to drift alone.¡± Gui Sen¡¯s casual introduction actually broke into an impromptu recital of a very lengthy poem.* Feng Ming stoodpletely clueless about construction and architecture. He didn¡¯t understand Gui Sen¡¯s words either. It was best he followed Rong Tian¡¯s principle, if he didn¡¯t understand something he had to feign that he did, so he nodded his head little by little, giving the man a rather idiotic smile to show his admiration. Whilst inside, Feng Ming was thinking: How could you be happy that the Third is the most cherished! You better watch out, or else the throne would be passed to the widow, then you¡¯d all be crying over spilt milk! By now every member of the party was ready. Gui Sen did a bit of primping by straightening his outfit before ushering the visitors towards the front gate. Before they could even make a step through the door, to their surprised the guards barricaded the entrance, stopping them in their stride. ¡°Your Highness, do not proceed, the Third Princess has given orders that she will be declining any guests today. She is currently upied and wishes that your Highness entertain Prince An He, she will meet with the Prince at ater date.¡± Gui Sen nked in a moment of surprise, ¡°Yesterday, I had already announced to the Third Princess about the meeting today. The Prince if Xi Rei is now before her doorsteps, how can she alter our appointment so casually?¡± The guards were in a difficult situation, they offered their apologies with submissive salutations beforementing, ¡°Your Highness, please do not take offense. An extremely important guest suddenly arrived this morning and her Highness couldn¡¯t decline theirpany." To have the door mmed in their faces first thing in the morning made it obvious that the Third Princess was giving them the cold shoulder. The party could only look at each other in dismay. General Tong was fired up by the disrespect, ¡°If the Third Princess has her hands tied with entertaining important guests, then what of our Prince who has travelled over a thousand miles? Is he just a lowly visitor?¡± Lie Er was part of the entourage for the day and his role was to wait on Feng Ming. Upon hearing General Tong¡¯s outburst, the servantughed to lighten the mood. ¡°General Tong, there¡¯s no need to set off your fuse, it¡¯s no great hindrance, let¡¯s have King Gui Sen, entertain us for the day.¡± Within the young man¡¯s interjection there was a hint of criticism towards Gui Sen¡¯s abilities to adequately cater to his visitors. Especially since such an important meeting he had arranged was now back benched. With three son inws all revving for the throne, they weren¡¯t exactly best of friends. In the foreground the men feigned amicable rtions, whereas in reality they each held each other akin to fire and water. Now that An Xun¡¯s was nothing but a corpse, and the Third Princess freshly widowed, Gui Sen was gearing up to inherit the throne with one lesspetitor. Listening to Lie Er¡¯s provocative words, Gui Sen instantly changed his mind. Recalling the old hostility between the sons inws, he felt that the Princess had nned to deliberately embarrass him in front of everyone. The thought that such a crafty woman was going to get the best of him, made something snap inside. Gui Sen sneered, ¡°Hey, naturally it is firste first serve. Who could be more important than Prince An He. Gui Sen really want to see just how great this guest is!¡± He paused before bellowing out, ¡°Get out of my way!¡± before diving straight through the gate. The Imperial guards patrolling the Third¡¯s residence were all well aware that their master would not have the chance to rise as the Queen of the country. Instead, it was one of the two King¡¯s left, they didn¡¯t think twice before removing the road block and promptly stepping aside and out of the future King¡¯s way, knowing better than to offend the man, they did nothing but stand down. Feng Ming watched on, shaking his head in disbelief before he sighted with an afterthought: Women of ancient times are really pitiful, her husband just passed away and yet they are already bullying her. Her guards couldn¡¯t even defend her perimeters. In the end what use is her father¡¯s love? Well I guess there¡¯s a good point to it all, if Gui Sen and the Third Princess are at each other¡¯s throats, it will be an easy task to persuade her to return to Xi Rei with us. Following their leader, the small delegate tailed Gui Sen into the Princess¡¯s residence. In a hurried manner, they passed several magnificent courtyards filled with sporadic cherry blossom trees. Lie Er picked up his pace, bee lining in a brisk fashion until he was just a step behind his Master. He leant in to whisper to the Prince, ¡°The visitor is the King of Li, called Ruo Yan. This man ascended the throne less than two years ago and has sessfully increased the Country of Li to a higher standing. He is an extremely powerful man across the eleven countries. From what I¡¯ve heard, the Queen of Li had only passed away and now he is here secretly to visit the Third Princess. It is extremely probable that he is here to discuss matters of marriage with the Princess. Feng Ming lowered his voice and asked, ¡°How are you so sure that the guest is Ruo Yan?¡± ¡°There are several carriages parked outside the Princess¡¯s residence. I noticed one in particr that stood out above the rest. This one had carvings of royal insignia¡¯s on either side. If one didn¡¯t pay enough attention, it is not apparent.¡± The Prince poked out his tongue, he hadn¡¯t even noticed any other carriages parked outside. Lighting his face to check on the enraged Gui Sen, he found the man still determined to sully forth. Feng Ming turned his attention back to his servant, ¡°Since we are gate-crashing, aren¡¯t we going to bump straight into the King of Li?¡± Lie Er grinned barely hiding the joy he was receiving in this potentially disastrous event. ¡°This stroke of bad luck will serve Gui Sen right.¡± ¡°Lie Er, Gui Sen hasn¡¯t offended you in any way, why are you acting this way?¡± ¡°Your Highness didn¡¯t see how Gui Sen looked at you! It was like he wanted to eat you up, crushing your bones and all!¡± Feng Ming raised an eyebrow, a bit puzzled before frowning, ¡°You must have been seeing things? He seems fine to me.¡± His servant snorted. ¡°Hmph! I¡¯m no stranger to understanding the looks in men¡¯s eyes and his are definitely like a wild hungry dog being presented with a juicy b of meat!¡± Feng Ming shivered at the description and reminded himself that he must stay alert. Another few minutes, the group entered an elegant courtyard that was stood out from the rest. Alternating cherry blossom nts of white and reds littered the garden, each in full bloom. The light alluring fragrance of flowers permeated the air. From an invisible source, one could hear a therapeutic trickling of water in the background, it was sweet sounding and soothing. They had finally reached the Princess¡¯s personal quarters. Even Gui Sen was cooling down his previously unbridled fury, at the same time his walking pace was more docile. Everyone was beginning to hype themselves up, even though there was an uncertainty to whether their visit will end in failure or sess. Regardless, each person couldn¡¯t help but to carry themselves with an air of dignity to keep up appearances. In silence the group reached a sizable pavilion, the main entrance was shielded by a curtain with a delicately embroidered phoenix. Suddenly, the material was parted, and out stepped a maid dressed in long emerald green robes. She was quite pretty and had delicate features, especially her eyes which had a bright glow to them. Seeing the unexpected guests she paced quickly towards them, shing a sincere smile in attempt to lighten the awkward situation. Standing in front of Gui Sen, she took a deep bow, ¡°My respects to King Gui Sen. The Third Princess is currently entertaining a guest who has arrived from afar. The Princess has requested for Your Highness and Prince An He to await her at the reception hall. ¡° Gui Sen was familiar with this maid; the girl was highly ranked and personally served the Princess like a shadow. There was no doubt she was also very cunning and eloquent, the girl knew the delegate had rushed in and had not heeded the requests at the front gate. Without consulting the Princess, the maid had spoken on her master¡¯s behalf, immediately offering a waiting period within the residence. Gui Sen didn¡¯t bother to argue and instead he offered her a wry smile. ¡°Oh, she¡¯d go so far as to have Prince An He wait at one side, who could possibly be so important? Making the Princess y favourites?¡± The blunt question was returned with a sweet smile and a set of dimples, ¡°Your servant does not know either, but there were two strange men. Ever since they arrived, they¡¯ve done nothing but scribble in the sand box*. If the Princessbels them as important guests, then they are treated so.¡± Feng Ming and Lie Er made eye contact and both boys signalled in agreement at how crafty this little maid was. She was very clever, manipting Gui Sen¡¯s big ego. She had managed to entice him to challenge the Princess¡¯s authority. Gui Sen grunted with displeasure, flicking the sleeves of his garments in frustration behind him as he walked right into her trap, ¡°If that¡¯s the case, let¡¯s see just how strange these guests are.¡± ----- Chapter Volume 2 8 Joss-sticks/incense sticks ¨C burnt as offerings to the dead and the gods, additionally, due to the nature in which they burn slowly, they are often used as a ¡®timer¡¯. The modern incense took around 45 min to burn up. Anointment ¨C cleansing oneself for sanctification, in this case Feng Ming felt the need to be transformed for the asion. Mistake rification: I¡¯m not sure why I¡¯ve been writing Ruo Yan as a country from which Lie Er is suspected as a spy, it¡¯sÓÀÒó Yong Yan. I¡¯ll make those corrections in the future¡XD! ---- Gui Sen nearly tore apart the dainty curtains as he self-righteously made his entrance. Feng Ming promptly caught up to the man¡¯s side, however before he disappeared under the shade, he paused and turned his head back to issuing a nce directed at the cunning maid, that girl sure had given them a performance worthy of an apuse. In her wildest calctions, she hadn¡¯t anticipated the Prince to shadow along Gui Sen¡¯s intrusion, as their eyes met Feng Ming gave her a mischievous grin. Wasting no more time he signaled the small envoy to cross with him into the grounds of the Princess¡¯s halls. Beyond the curtains, Feng Ming and Gui Sen were now standing in the middle of grand courtyard, and straight in the group¡¯s path was an extravagant building. Official Xia cleared his throat to loudly herald the arrival of their Prince, ¡°An He Crowned Prince of Xi Rei, has arrived to pay a visit to His Royal Aunt. With our greatest sympathize for the Your Highness¡¯s recent loss.¡± In a subservient manner Xia told his master ¡°Official Xia and the rest will await your Highness outside.¡± Less than a blink of an eye, the old man quietly extricated through the parted doorway. The two men and the reminder of the Prince¡¯s entourage then proceeded through a small door leading to the main household. No one responded to their announcement, but there was definitely voices streaming from a room nearby. ¡°Ah!¡± Gui Sen sounded genuinely surprised, recognizing one of the speakers. His eyes widened, as his mind registered the voice to the face of the notoriously powerful King of Li. The King of Li¡¯s voice was silvery and modted, with a deep undertone. It had no trouble travelling to the visitor¡¯s ears from afar. Lie Er couldn¡¯t contain himself, his face nted with a big smile of delight as he tried to figure out what exactly was taking ce from the direction of the voices. Almost secondster Gui Sen¡¯splexion waned, his eyes had a murderous glow of red it was obvious that the man was suppressing his anger from boiling over. He nced over at Feng Ming who stood silently, saying nothing the older man left unexcused in a hurry. Feng Ming was perplexed by the man¡¯s departure, so he shrugged defeated in his attempt to make an audience with his aunt. Deciding to take hispany out of the area and await further instructions back at the main courtyard. By now Official Xia had gathered hints and made his deduction, ¡°It appears one of the guests the Princess is paying audience to is the King of Li.¡± His master nodded, and asked, ¡°How did you draw that conclusion?¡± ¡°The Third Princess, a connoisseur of mathematics and world famous for her obsession and innate talents in the matter. Being widowed recently, the only one that could engage her Highness with such fascination is most likely, the great master of arithmetic from the Country of Li, Dong Fang Tian.¡± ¡°Why did you mention the King of Li?¡± ¡°Prince, don¡¯t forget, there are two guests, if the Princess deems one to be a very important guest, than the other present and could only make Gui Sen retreat silently with his tail between his legs is no doubt, the King of Li.¡± ¡°Is it possible, that Rou Yan intends to rely on Master Dong to help him win her affections and entice the Third Princess to follow him back to Li to be his new Queen?¡± Official Xia was stunned, before admiringly replying with ttery, ¡°Prince is extremely clever! The country of Li¡¯s trickery certainly didn¡¯tst long undetected under your watchful eyes. Official Xia had a simr notion.¡± The Princeughed and shed Li Er acent signal with his eyes before continuing casually, ¡°Isn¡¯t it better this way! Now we won¡¯t have go through with the troubles of convincing her to migrate to Xi Rei. Let her have a second chance with love, Ruo Yan can marry her. We can wish them happiness and a blissful life together until ripe age.¡± Official Xia shook his head, then solemnly replied, ¡°Such absurd events absolutely cannot transpire, the problem lies in Ruo Yan¡¯s ambition to annex his power, he aims to dominate the world. If he marries the Third Princess, there¡¯s the likelihood he will instigate revenge by convincing the King of Fan Jia to bring upon military forces to beat down the doors of Xi Rei. This trap is like a cast by a fisherman, no doubt the King of Li will benefit from both our losses.¡± ¡°Then what are we¡¡±Feng Ming face painted with serious concern turned and faced the schr, hesitating mid-sentence. The man looked stared at the Prince sternly, gritting his teeth before softly whispering one word. ¡°Destroy.¡± ¡°You mean we should intervene?¡± Feng Ming thought to himself, if they were going to meddle in Ruo Yan¡¯s n, on Fan Jia¡¯s turf to prevent the Princess hitching herself into a second spring, it wasn¡¯t going to be an easy task. Given their opponent was the fearful King of Li, Ruo Yan. Feng Ming snaked his hand behind his neck, rubbing the sudden stiffness to try and expel his tension, ¡°Are we really going to wreck it for her?¡± Official Xia¡¯s eyes held him firmly, before giving affirmation with a nod, ¡°Yes, for the sake of Xi Rei, there shall be no marriage.¡± The young man blinked before resigning with a groan, ¡°Well, l guess we better intervene to prevent a disaster.¡± One could detect the dispiritedness behind the Prince¡¯s voice he really wanted to burst into tears, why couldn¡¯t things be simpler. After their deliberation over the matter, Feng Ming and his group remained in the area waiting for the Princess to send word. The small group was stationed out in the open courtyard, exposed to the harshness of the winter. Each individual couldn¡¯t deny that they were numbed down to their bones. Feng Ming finally hit breaking point and suddenly he called out, ¡°An He is here to pay respects to His Royal Aunt!¡± Again, there was no indication that he was weed. After about half a joss-stick¡¯s time, there was the sound of a soft female voice calling out to them. ¡°Please Prince, you could have proceeded straight into the main hall long before, why did Prince stand outside in the cold for so long?¡± The Prince who waited patiently to be beckoned by the conceited Princess cursed the woman inwardly several times over, any trace of sympathy fly out the window. She had done it on purpose! He bickered as he stomped towards the main hall. Nheless, he was relieved to be addressed, so he replied respectfully, ¡°Royal Aunt is one¡¯s elder, An He dare not trespass, only entering when he has been granted permission.¡± From the depths of the house, a melodicughter rang. Everyone standing in the courtyard looked at each other bewildered. Then the curtains in the main entrance to the halls suddenly parted. The maid called Fen Yan, which they had the fortune of meeting earlier, was now apanied by another servant girl who was dressed in red. Fen Yan walked down a flight of stairs to greet the Prince, her dark crow-like eyes sizing up the Prince for a moment before she bowed, ¡°The Third Princess invites Prince An He inside. Additionally, the Princess wants An He to understand that the halls in this part of her residence are quite small and inconvenient thus she rmends that your Highness¡¯s attendants advance to the guest reception hall for some light refreshments.¡± Feng Ming did not expect he would be heading in there alone, and the great responsibility of operation ¡®Destroy¡¯ now rested upon his shoulders. Immediately his eyes turned to Official Xia and General Tong, with a very pitiful look about them. All three men could agree on one thing, the fact that the Princess was even willing to see Feng Ming was a stroke of luck, with the positive turn on events it came as a big relief to know that they weren¡¯t permanently pushed to the side due to any egocentric charade. The Prince¡¯s two senior advisors encouraged him forwards. Feng Ming watched on as his men were led to the reception room by the maid dressed in red. He was left alone to fend for himself, regardless of his rank he felt like he was wronged¡or at least someone up in the heavens was having too much fun toying with him. Thinking of the intimidating upants of the room that awaited his arrival, the King of Li, a woman who just lost her husband and a formidable math genius was enough to make him queasy. He was contemting whether he¡¯d need to anoint the ground he walked on. Fen Yan had already parted the length of shades for him to pass through, a gentleugh escaped her lips, ¡°Dear Prince, you will freeze to death, make haste and pleasee in.¡± There was no alternative route he could take, bracing himself he summoned the courage to put his best foot forward to bite the bullet. Chapter Volume 2 9 Need to know: Abacus: is a calcting tool used primarily in parts of Asia for performing math processes. It is often constructed from bamboo with beads sliding on wires, but originally they were beans or stones moved in grooves in sand or on tablets of wood, stone, or metal. The abacus was in use centuries before the adoption of the written modern numeral system and is still widely used by merchants in this day and age. YES a new character and one that would be prevalent throughout the plot. I¡¯m sure the Third Princess¡¯s profile is floating around somewhere¡but meh¡!! Ruo Yan is one hot bishie ¨C he is actually considered quite handsome but because Feng Ming is exposed to so many attractive people. He believes Ruo Yan is average XD. ------ Forced into the tiger¡¯s den, Feng Ming armed himself with courage and stepped with his best foot forwards to bite the bullet. Upon entering the building and making his way into the inner chambers he was weed by warmth, the air inside wasced with a distinct smoky scent. It was the smell of aromatic incense. Feng Ming felt like he was visiting a Buddhist temple, the air was thick but the smell was rather pleasant. Listening carefully, Feng Ming caught the sound of a water flow hidden in his surroundings. It created a serene and calm atmosphere. He continued his way until he finally reached the inner sanctum. His eyes rested on three individuals, sitting casually in the main room. An attractive woman sat in between two men, she was wearing a deep plum coloured dress, the design of her outfit was long and graceful. The cuffs of her sleeves were decorated by extremely detailed trims and patterns. Her cheeks were naturally a shade of peach blush and her eyes were as sharp and bright ascquer. There was no doubt in Feng Ming¡¯s mind that she was the Third Princess, she was really living up to her rumoured beauty. He was used to seeing pretty girls on television, none the less he had his fair share at admiring beauties from all over the world. However, she was a rare specimen in this ancient world; he nodded slightly in appreciation but didn¡¯t feel embarrassed about his eyes lingering on her. The Princess¡¯s personal attendants were standing to the side of the room, Fen Yan stood near her master. All of them were observing Feng Ming secretly and they were bewildered by the Prince¡¯s calmposure and the fact that he didn¡¯t intend to intrude. Official Xia was right on the money, the two men apanying his Aunt were indeed the King Li, Ruo Yan and the math genius Master Dong. The trio sat around a sand pit, purposely installed for etching their discussions and calctions. Master Dong appeared quite brutish, grizzly and unkempt. The man had a big upturned pompous nose. Feng Ming never would have guessed the man was a genius if he had passed him on the streets. The old man was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and was upied with drawing and discussing his work. The Third Princess waspletely caught by the lecture, her head bobbed as she processed the information. Looking at Rou Yan, Feng Ming figured the King was in his twenties, appearing mature Feng Ming guessed he was perhaps around twenty seven or eight. His appearance was nothing special, and at his waist was a very modest looking sword. If it wasn¡¯t for Lie Er¡¯s and Official Xia¡¯s warnings, Feng Ming wouldn¡¯t have felt Ruo Yan was much of a threat. To be honest, he really couldn¡¯t see how the man was anything to be reckoned with. The Prince continued to monitor the proceedings of the party he wasn¡¯t really invited to, he didn¡¯t want to ruin the happy atmosphere. He guessed that the moment he opened his mouth and interrupted the exchange of knowledge he would be immediately escorted out for his impertinence. It was cold outside and having to brace the chilly winter wind again wasn¡¯t on his menu. Knowing better, he resigned and chose to quietly wait in the sidelines. He found a seat and settled himself down. From his location, he sat listening in and ying the role of the obedient and respectful youngster. Master¡¯s Dong¡¯s voice was very light and everything that left his mouth was professional jargon. Feng Ming barely even understood half the sentences that the man spoke. The prince basically continued to rot away in the shadows for almost an hour. Boredom was one of his worst enemies and this was a cruel. He cursed inwardly, his suffered in silence. Thinking to himself, he should have marched right in and announced himself to the Princess to save his current brain punishing wait. But no, he wanted to look generous and caring, by not crashing the ss only god knows how long he would have to wait until he gains an audience with his Aunt. Ancient people were terrible at interpersonal management - it was obvious they ced little value on people¡¯s precious time. Fan Jia and Xi Rei currently aren¡¯t in the best part of their political buddy rtionship. One would have thought matters of a Country would be more important that minor discussions about maths theorems. In a rare moment, Master Dong finally came to a pause as he finished a long winded exnation. Seeing the man¡¯s mouth finally shut for the first time, Feng Ming let out a heavy sigh. The Prince gathered his wits and motioned to leave his perch believing now was the opportunity to finally greet the Princess. Instead, he was shot down before even having his bottom off his seat. The Princess pulled the schr back into discussion, ¡°Master Dong, the tools you¡¯ve discussed appear naturally easy to use but being able to digest the reasoning behind them is a veryplex process, on a national level it would take a lot of manpower to teach the basics.¡± The old man replied, ¡°Your Highess is correct, however, I have studied numerous math tools used for solving advance mathematics. Each has their pros and cons. Even if they are simple they might not be sufficiently precise, and some tools although urate can be extremelyplicated. This tool is now regrly used in the Li Pce, and has been proven time after time as the best candidate for solvingplex problems that we have. It would take a month or two for the most talented to master the use.¡± Feng Ming rolled his eyes and groaned to himself, they were starting their talk again. Unknown to Feng Ming, once he had entered the room Ruo Yan had paid very close attention to him. The King caught Feng Ming¡¯s soft disgruntled sound and gave the boy a fleeting nce. Ruo Yan¡¯s lips curled into an amused smile, with a touch of arrogance he suddenly spoke: ¡°I¡¯ve heard of Xi Rei¡¯s King Rong¡¯s capabilities in mathematics, perhaps the Crowned Prince is well learned in this area. Does the Prince have any opinions on Master Dong¡¯s new calcting tools?¡± The King of Li¡¯s sudden bidding towards the outsider immediately brought all eyes onto the Prince. Catching him off guard, Feng Ming quickly arranged hisposure and sat with his back as straight as nk. How the hell was he to know anything about number theorems!? Instead of answering the King¡¯s request, he pushed the question aside and took advantage of this moment to grab the Princess¡¯s attention. Feng Ming shed his Aunt a big warm smile, he stood up and moved towards the three and gave her the proper greetings, kneeling on one knee with his hands sped and raised to the level of his head. ¡°An He is here to visit his Royal Aunt.¡± The Third Princess simply replied nonchntly, ¡°Prince please rise, you have travelled from afar, it must have been very tough.¡± Feng Ming was genuinely surprised that their meeting would be very civil, and there was no mention of the death of her husband, An Xun. A bit dazed by her reaction, Feng Ming returned to his seat his eyes focused on his Aunt. ¡°Royal Aunt, An He has travelled to escort you back to Xi Rei. An He will definitely treat Aunty as his own mother. Would your Highness promise to return with me?¡± ¡°An Xun travelled to Xi Rei in order to im the throne, and my father has deployed troops from Fan Jia to Xi Rei in our country¡¯s best interests. For the Crowned Prince to travel under a peaceful notion over a great distance, it is highly unlikely that you only want to wee a stranger to move to Xi Rei. For all this trouble, what is the true reason foring here?¡± The Princess¡¯s eyes turned towards the surface of the sand box, her gazed looked beyond the granules. As if deep underneath the pile of sand, she had hidden away her treasures and joys. Her red lips parted, ¡°If all your efforts are just for the sake of obtaining power and wealth, then it is exhausted. Such earthly measures are always changing. Isn¡¯t it better to invest your time in creating ageless and unbreakablews and theorems for mathematics? What do you say, Crowned Prince, am I correct?¡± Feng Ming was silent for a good length of time, he would have never thought the Princess would have such views on politics and that she was this fanatic and passionate about math. The Prince didn¡¯t know how to respond. Ruo Yan stole the spotlight and praised the woman, ¡°Princess certainly has a lot of experience and your innate talent is extraordinary. Ruo Yan has heard of Princess¡¯s intelligence and wisdom for many years, today I have taken the liberty to propose to you. Naturally, you would be my Queen. Princess¡¯s identity is highly praised and befitting of the position, no one would dare oppose my selection. You shall not be disturbed or challenged for your interests. In fact you will be free to research and develop at your own pace. Furthermore, Master Dong will be there to aid your learning. You will be able to excel and be a Master yourself. With me by your side day and night, how can this not be paradise on earth?¡± Master Dong quickly affirmed his King¡¯s ims, ¡°That is correct, this old man would be able to teach you whilst you are in the Country of Li. If this was to happen, it would be a joy to all.¡± These remarks were obviously attempts to impress the Princess and win her heart. The Princess turned her eyes to briefly study the King¡¯s face before returning her attention back onto the sand. Feng Ming¡¯s rms were blowing off, ever since he set out for Fan Jia Official Xia had given him plenty of leads and taught him how to deal with certain situations if they were to arise. However, the matter of Ruo Yan proposing marriage to the Third Princess so quickly and without shame came as a big surprise. Feng Ming didn¡¯t have any backup n up his sleeve to counter this situation. It was easy right? He had one objective, and that was to ensure the proposal does not seed. It was evident that the Princess¡¯s heart was wavering and she was contemting the idea. Thus in a rush to put a halt in Ruo Yan¡¯s n, Feng Ming interjected with a sounding shout. ¡°No way, that¡¯s impossible!¡± Letting out his roar, all eyes diverted their attention onto him again. As soon as he opened his mouth, Ruo Yan¡¯s deep gaze fixated on him. This time there was a strange sh in the man¡¯s eyes, they were pinning him down like a vicious tiger waiting to shred its prey to bits. Feng Ming was breaking out in a cold sweat. No wonder everyone warned him to watch out for Ruo Yan, the fear he struck in people with just his powerful gaze alone was enough to live up to his reputation. The King¡¯s sharp eyes switched and the tense moment slipped away as his face softened and broke into a smile before gently asking. ¡°Prince An He, are you implying that the Third Princess is forbidden to marry me?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s back was literally drenched with sweat by now. He gritted his teeth and stood his ground by replying, ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant, considering Aunty is obsessed with math, she should be returning with An He to Xi Rei. Xi Rei is well known for excelling in academics, including math. Thus it is more suitable for Her Highness to study in Xi Rei.¡± Desperate times called for desperate measures, Feng Ming had no idea whether Xi Rei was known for arithmetic. He was pulling the impletely out of thin air¡god help him. Master Dong immediatelyughed out loud and sneered before turning a blind eye on the boy¡¯s mistake. The Third Princess looked at Feng Ming with scorn, mathematics was her life¡¯s passion and people making false ims wouldn¡¯t pass lightly under her judgment. Her expression darkened, ¡°Prince An He, you should pick your words carefully, everyone knows, that the country with the title of most advance knowledge in this area of study belongs to the Country of Li. Naturally, Master Dong is the highest ranked schr in this field. For the sake of coaxing me to follow you home to Xi Rei, why would you give me such false words?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s face turned beet red. The King¡¯s piercing eyes enjoyed every bit of humiliation the Prince was feeling. The boy¡¯s pretty face blushing caught the tiger¡¯s attention; the King felt something in his heart for a very short moment before coughing. His eyes remained on the boy, ¡°Since the Crown Prince is so proud of Xi Rei¡¯s advancements, perhaps Prince An He would like to demonstrate math tools currently used in Xi Rei?¡± The King¡¯s didn¡¯t offer him a friendly invitation, it was a trap purposely and thoughtfully organised to ridicule him. If Feng Ming was to discuss theories with Master Dong upfront, it would result in nothing but a mess. Feng Ming stared at the carpet in front of him, he was anxious to find a way out of this trap. Walking over hot bricks he forced himself to think hard and fast of any modern knowledge that could rescue him from this potential disaster. Tools weren¡¯t a big problem, but the only issue was he was only familiar with using aputer or a calctor¡where was he going to find one in this archaic world? With a stroke of luck, Feng Ming had given Fen Yan a good impression; the maid servant threw him a life line. Leaving her post she kneeled beside her master and whispered softly into her ear, ¡°Your Highness, Master Dong is here. It is natural that Prince An He would feel intimidated by his presence. Perhaps a private audience with you tomorrow he would be morefortable in sharing his knowledge with your Highness?¡± The Princess nced over to her nephew, indeed the poor boy was sweating in difort, feeling that he had learned his lesson she was about to nod and pardon him. Only to be interrupted by Feng Ming¡¯s loud shriek. The Prince leap into the air, bolting towards the trio and was barely able to contain himself, shouting: ¡°I¡¯ve got it! I¡¯ve got it!¡± The unwarranted outburst stunned everyone. Feng Ming ignored everyone¡¯s reaction and instead danced excitedly in front of his Aunt. ¡°The best tool for the trade, I¡¯ve got it!¡± A big smile eased across his face before he furthered, ¡°To be able to use it, I need to first ask Your Highness for a few important things.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± The Princess was taken aback, ¡°What do you need?¡± ¡°I¡¯ll need about fifty perforated pearls, ten gold thin wires and two strips of wood.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t you need a wooden block?¡± She asked. ¡°I don¡¯t need one.¡± During this era, the majority of tools used forplex mat were designed based on algorithms engraved into a wooden surface. Everyone in the room was surprised that Feng Ming would not be requiring any carving tools or a wooden base. The Princess was genuinely curious to what Feng Ming was going to do with pearls, wire and flimsy bits of wood. Regardless, she had her servants fetch the materials. Once gathered and passed to the Prince. He quickly threaded the pearls into strings with the gold wire and tied the ends to the strips of wood. Laying his work gently on the ground he finally dered happily, ¡°This is it! The tool that hasst throughout the ages! Even when the westerners were shown this, they were amazed by this invention.¡± With quick thinking, Feng Ming managed to improvise a very simple abacus. The Third Princess was at the edge of her seat, her eyes locking down on the strange contraption. ¡°How does this thing work?¡± Even the King was intrigued; the older man peered curiously to the same spot before ncing up at the Prince. His eyes lingered on the boy¡¯s smiling red lips. Ruo Yan coldly snickered, ¡°Such a pitiful looking tool, it¡¯s quiteughable.¡± Despite the King¡¯s attempt to downy this unseen invention, Master Dong studied the contraption before concluding, turning his focus on the Prince. ¡°This device may seem simple. But how it can be used baffles me. Please, Prince An He enlighten us and exin the theory behind the usage.¡± The schr¡¯s tone was very different from the rough reception Feng Ming had first received. Feng Ming tried to hide his victorious grin. Who would have thought, a tool that has existed in China for over a thousand years and still used in the modern world wouldpletely stump a genius. He cleared his throat, and looked at the Third Princess, offering her a smile to melt her heart, ¡°If Her Highness would state a problem?¡± ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°Such as addition or subtraction, for instance one hundred and eighty eight plus three hundred and ny seven equals?¡± Feng Ming exined triumphantly. Soon he found the atmosphere changed. The Third Princess gave him a strange look, ¡°Such a simple calction, why would you even use a tool?¡± ¡°What?¡± Feng Ming replied. Had he made the mistake to assume that the people of this world was very backwards in terms of arithmetic knowledge? Perhaps they have already established a tool that was on par with the capabilities of an abacus? He was sinking deeper into his own trap, what other tool was there apart from an abacus? Sweat was breaking out again. The tension between the study group dropped, the Princess was unimpressed, and Ruo Yan sneered as the Prince was making a spectacr mess of himself. Only Master Dong appeared to be interested in what Feng Ming had to say. This was looking bad. Feng Ming had boasted so loud and proud about his invention, to retreat at this moment would only mean shame. Feng Ming wiped his forehead with his sleeve; he gritted his teeth before pulling out hisst cards. ¡°Well then, if I could request the Third Princess for a subject for me to solve? The abacus looks dainty but there¡¯s no problem on heaven and earth that this won¡¯t be able to find and answer to.¡± He thought to himself: If she gives me one that¡¯spletely out of my range, I¡¯ll im that only King Rong would be able to solve it with an abacus, thus I¡¯ll try and convince her Xi Rei is the best ce for her. The Princess obliged, given how confident the Prince made himself out to be. Although a still skeptical, she nodded and said. ¡°Alright I have a good question for you.¡± Suddenly, the crowd''s attention focused on her lips, Feng Ming was especially nervous his eyes didn¡¯t even blink in anticipation. Whilst the Prince had his attention on his Aunt, he was oblivious to the pair of intense sharp eyes that targeted him. ¡°The problem is¡¡± Chapter Volume 2 10 Notes: Pie ¦Ð sounds the same as p ÅÄ (pai) and r sounds like °¢(ah) , which is an expression simr to ¡®what¡¯. ----- ----- ¡°Well, my question is...¡± The Princess paused, cutting off mid-sentence. Her eyes glimmered, they had an aura of elegance and it was without a doubt they were beautiful like the rest of her. She released s softugh. Feng Ming consulted with his inner conscience. His Aunt was one fine-looking widow thanks to An Xun¡¯s blood on his hands. It will be such a pity to destroy her second spring. With that thought, Feng Ming¡¯s shed his eyes onto the King of Li. This proved to be an untimely mistake on the Prince¡¯s behalf, the very moment he turned to face the man, their eyes locked. The King¡¯s gaze was sharp as the tip of a de, and they did a great job of piercing into the Prince. Feng Ming could easily imagine electric sparks streaming from the man¡¯s eyes. Rong Tian¡¯s gaze had the same level of electrifying intensity, however, it was different. Feng Ming would turn into gooey hot mess, his heart and brain would bepletely flustered, as if he had identally poked his finger into a power socket. Instead, Ruo Yan¡¯s gaze was startling, like cracks of lightning and once he struck, you were left surrounded by a harsh chill. The unfriendly gesture, was etched into Feng Ming¡¯s mind, he couldn¡¯t help but break into a cold sweat. Feng Ming never knew that a man could send him trembling with unease by the mere use of his eyes. The pinning starested for a brief moment although the effects lingered on the Prince. Ruo Yan switched on a more amicable look and nodded in acknowledgement to the Prince. The King¡¯s action sent everyst strand of hair standing on his body, Feng Ming shifted from his spot from difort. As he backed away, he felt a tug on his sleeves. ¡°Prince?¡± Fen Yan asked gently. ¡°Huh?¡± The maid gave him a giggle, ¡°Prince An He, the Third Princess has given her question to you.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± Feng Ming was amazed by his own absentmindedness. Any reason to break away from Ruo Yan¡¯s line of fire was good at this point. Feng Ming pulled his sleeves down and patted the beads of sweat from his forehead before turning his attention back to the Princess. The Princess¡¯s observant eyes noticed her nephew¡¯s paledplexion, with a frown she continued, ¡°Why is the Prince in a panic? ¡°. She thought for a moment, before advising, ¡°As for the question I have set for you, there is currently no defined method to resolve an answer efficiently. Nor has anyonee close to solving the problem. Therefore, it ispletely understandable that answering this question on the spur of the moment is beyond your capabilities.¡± Reassuring his Aunt that this challenge was thest of his problems Feng Ming replied, ¡°I¡¯m fine, I¡¯m just feeling a bit cold.¡± With that said, he automatically turned his attention to the sand pit. The question, installed for him was neatly drawn out with a bamboo stick. Studying closer, his Aunt had drawn a perfect circle, almost as if she had drawn it with apass. The audience were all focused on the shape in front of them, it was clear that the topic was centric around a circle. Feng Ming frowned, ¡°A circle?¡± Don¡¯t tell me you want me to find the circumference of a circle or the area of one? Now he was secretly kicking himself on the inside for not listening, he might as well y the fool, ¡°Royal Aunty, forgive me, as for the question, An He did not understand clearly, could you inform me again?¡± The Third Princess was surprised to see Feng Ming¡¯s persistence, she stated, ¡°The Prince must be well acquainted with this area of mathematics to have such confidence in a topic with little negativity. ¡° k! Feng Ming had a gut feeling that he was supposed to know the question just by looking at the shape she drew. Is this how the ancient folk set out questions? What does she want me to answer? Fortunately for Feng Ming,dy luck was smiling on him. Fen Yan, out of kindness whispered softly just within his ear¡¯s reach. ¡°Your Highness, the Third Princess¡¯ requested the calction of how many granules of sand does it take to fill a globe.¡± In the end, Feng Ming¡¯s worst concerns wereing true, even in this era mathematics was well developed. The young man quickly forced himself to think quickly. A bolt of lightning struck his thoughts as he realised, the question was basically asking him, how to work out the volume of a sphere. Heughed inwardly, isn¡¯t this a piece of cake? Given relief, Feng Ming¡¯s tensed muscles could finally rx. The Prince offered his eager audience a smile before blurting, ¡°Well, if it is this question, it is rather simple. If one seeks the volume of a sphere, it can easily be solved by a form. First we will need to know the radius and the form is four thirds multiplied by pie and further multiplied by radius cubed.¡± *** Feng Ming had answered nonchntly, as if it was the simplest problem he had encountered. Everyone in the room was surprised. The Princess¡¯ face was painted with confusion, she queried, ¡° Aunt cannot follow your prompts, what¡¯s p? And what¡¯s Ah? What did you mean by four thirds and cubed?¡±*** ¡°It¡¯s quite simple, if Aunt would review what I have mentioned here.¡± Feng Ming grabbed the bamboo pole and etched in the form on the surface of the sand. He drew a line from the centre of the circle that extended to the edge to represent the radius. He patiently exined, ¡°This line is given the name R, and pie is roughly a number valued at 3.14159, and cubed indicates a value to the power of three. Four thirds is the same as, four parts divided by three¡°. Feng Ming was very fortunate, that during his younger years he¡¯d often get punished writing out forms by his maths teacher. Now, not only did he retain his knowledge for a broad range of forms, he could exin them in a detailed manner. This was sufficient to pull off his stunt of a maths genius. Fen Yan was astonished, how the belittled Prince had instantaneously managed to captivate everyone¡¯s attention. All eyes in the room was drawn to where he had made scribbles during his lecture. Master Dong, was wide eyed and eager, it was clear the man was still trying to process this new found information. The man¡¯s jaw coated with a grey bearded jittered. Naturally, as a proud researcher in the field, Master Dong¡¯s first reaction was to send a servant to retrieve measurement tools, so he could immediately exercise Feng Ming¡¯s solution. He wanted to test whether such profound form would solve this challenge. Prior to the Prince¡¯s induction, as part of his research, Master Dong had manually quantified the number of sand granules in a given sphere. However, this was a primitive method, and an attempt to work backwards trying to find any patterns in the numbers. They had simply filled certain spheres with their capable volume of sand. The contents of the spheres were measured in pre-weighed boxes. This tedious manner was carried out over various sizes of containers. When brush and paper arrived, Master Dong jotted down the calctions and found that Feng Ming¡¯s form gave the same answer to his research. This affirmed, Feng Ming was a serious contender, the faces of the Third Princess and Master Dong could only be described as shocked. Both of them were true enthusiast of the art of arithmetic, studying countless years and cing their souls into research. Seeing such an unearthly challenge resolved before their very eyes, they could only stand in awe. It was truly, a heaven sent moment and both were extremely touched by the turn of events. Master Dong choked on his words as he struggled to make a coherent sentence, ¡°Third Princess...this...is really the same...as our manual quantification. ¡° The Third Princess¡¯s face was still suspended in disbelief, the quick pace at which Feng Ming provided the answer to a baffling problem left her feeling flustered. A blush washed across her cheeks, as if she was being coy with a sweetheart. The Princess turned her head suddenly towards her maidservant, Fen Yan. ¡°Quickly, go retrieve a brush, ink and paper. Record everything.¡± And her servant made a wild dash to bid her master¡¯s orders. Returning her attention onto her nephew, her face glowed with anticipation, ¡°Prince, seems like your talents as a mathematician was underestimated, there are countless questions which has not been solved, and yet to witness a solution to one unravelled before my very eyes, there is nothing I can offer in return. Please Prince, ept my gratitude and respect.¡± The woman immediately, dropped to her knees, giving him a deep prostrated bow. Feng Ming snapped into action, ¡°Please Aunt, An He does is not deserving of your praise!¡± Not in a million years would Feng Ming foresee the Princess to be enrapt to this extent, and at once helped her back onto her feet. As he was supporting his Aunt to stand upright, Master Dong had followed suit out of excitement. The old man¡¯s eyes brimmed with tears of joy. ¡°Old Dong, was also very disrespectful to your Highness. Please forgive my rudeness.¡± The old man knelt on his knees and offered him a deep bow. Feng Ming¡¯s face was red as a tomato, given that he was trying to preserve a bit of modesty, but it was a tough job as he had to help people back onto their feet left and right. ¡°Please, don¡¯t mind me. Please rise.¡± Feng Ming muttered slightly abashed. Whilst this took ce, Ruo Yan sat as the silent bystander with his sharp watchful eyes. After much trouble and chaos, everyone finally returned to their seats that surrounded the sand box. The Third Princess was still rallied with energy, she couldn¡¯t resist issuing another question, ¡°This form is certainly advance, even for our current standing in mathematics. Can Prince exin, how we can apply the ¡®Abacus¡¯ for calctions?¡± ¡°Indeed, such a clever tool. If Old Dong could have the privilege of understanding the mechanisms, he would certainly die a happy man.¡± Master Dong chimed in. Feng Ming had actually forgotten about the Abacus he had boosted about, the contraptionid undisturbed in the middle of the room. Sure, he could pull off basic calctions with addition and subtraction. However, he had never used the abacus forplex calctions. How was he going to give them an answer! Master Dong waited for a response enthusiastically, but seining hesitation from the Prince, he gave his own question a thought and suddenly realised, ¡°Oh, this is Xi Rei¡¯s invention. If the Prince is ufortable with sharing the country¡¯s secret knowledge then please refrain from obliging.¡± One could read disappointment stamped all over the Third Princess¡¯s face, and her feelings were made clear by her silence. At this moment, it wasn¡¯t good to offend the Princess. This would mean taking a step back to square one. So far, Feng Ming and his blunders have managed to make great progress, and it was best to exploit this avenue whilst it was still active. He had to get his Aunt to promise to return with him,after his own experience with Ruo Yan, although short, he was very sure that the King of Li was in fact a terrifying man and the Princess would probably be better off not marrying him. Given this circumstance, a bright spark shed inside Feng Ming¡¯s mind. He dipped his head down, thinking for a short while before returning his attention to the crowd around him. A triumphant and charming smile eased across his lips. He arose from his seat, and looked at his audience; this included making eye contact with Ruo Yan. This was the second time their eyes met, although it was momentary, it wasn¡¯t any easier than the first. Feng Ming¡¯s heart was erratic and in distress even with the short contact. However, this time he managed to switch on a calm facade, his face remained indifferent, as if he was brushing the negative vibes off effortlessly. Finally, his eyes settled on the face of his Aunt, with an air of elegance he brought his hands sped together to give her a greeting of obeisance. With a tone of deference he reasoned, ¡°In truth, Ah He cannot be fully credited for the form demonstrated today. My exnation is only partial, in fact King Rong was the one who created this form. I¡¯m unclear in which methods he used to create such a solution. However, this shouldn¡¯t matter as upon returning to Xi Rei, Aunty would have plenty of time to confer with the Regent King. Naturally, Master Dong is also weed to join us in Xi Rei. An aggregation of the smartest people in the field solving all these earthly challenges is a rare opportunity, and our findings would be a blessing from the heavens.¡± Feng Ming had thrown the silly old man a lifeline, seeing that he was winning in this tug of war he did him a favour and offered to save him from Ruo Yan¡¯s clutches. Once Feng Ming had finished announcing his offer, the Princess was on the edge of her seat. No one could argue that the Prince¡¯s invitation, to join a league of schrs, tobat difficult challenges in her beloved field of studies was extremely attractive. In contrast, Ruo Yan¡¯s offer was wanning in prestige. The Princess worded her response tactfully, as Ruo Yan was still present, she replied faintly. ¡°Thank you Prince, I have heard of Xi Rei¡¯s Regent King¡¯s feats over many matters. It would truly be a splendid experience to witness his abilities for problem solving first hand.¡± It was clear on where the Princess sentimentsy, after this confrontation. Ruo Yan knew he was out of the game, in terms of mathematics. He retained his noble demeanour and offered the Princess a slight smile, and didn¡¯t pursue the matter vocally. The King pinned his eyes onto Feng Ming, his re was alike sharp arrows piercing into the Prince, the only person to obstruct his objectives. Feng Ming had also been keeping tabs on the King of Li in the corner of his eyes. For the ill back digging look he was receiving, Feng Ming could only wish he could return it with equal animosity. However, he was afraid as having the man¡¯s cold stare linger on him, made him feel like a frog in the vicinity of a viper, ready to pounce onto a meal. He was frozen to the ground. Hearing the Princess¡¯s positive response gave him relief, at least he managed to aplish half of his goals. It was best he stayed clear of Ruo Yan and search for means to seal the dealter on. Finding a reason to end his difort, he quickly cupped his hands again and directed to his Aunt, ¡°To trouble my Aunt today for such a long time, An He is best to take his leave.¡± The Princess and Master Dong didn¡¯t hide their expressions of dismay, as both were unwilling to let go of the Prince from their discussion. His Aunt eximed, ¡°Prince, you are leaving so soon?!¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, this Old man has many questions pertaining to this subject to discuss.¡± Feng Ming was beginning to feel like a pin cushion, and Ruo Yan was the one doing the stabbing, no one in their right mind would stand around and subject themselves to this psychological pressure. Feng Ming waved his hands in protest, ¡°My apologize, I have matters to attend to. An He will make sure to visit another time.¡± Seeing the situation was helpless, the Princess stood up and personally saw her guest out of her manor. Shortly, General Tong and the rest of his entourage made their way out from the waiting from where they had spent most of their time resting and drinking tea. The party met in front of the main gates. It was a promising sight, when the Third Princess stepped out and attentively saw off her nephew to the door. Regardless, everyone inwardly felt that there was something strange about what had happened. After climbing into the horse drawn carriage, not only Lie Er but Official Xia had squeezed into the small space to apany the Prince. The only one riding a horse was General Tong, as his stature was a bit too big to be weed into the carriage. The first words to leave Official Xia¡¯s mouth when he scooted into the chamber were, ¡°Congrattion Prince, Prince certainly has god sent powers, to be able to win over the Third Princess and persuade her to side with Xi Rei.¡± Feng Ming shed him a grin, ¡°What gave it away?¡± Lie Er interjected, ¡°It¡¯s really obvious, it¡¯s her attitude towards you. Prior and after, who can¡¯t tell the difference?¡± ¡°Furthermore, Li¡¯s King, Ruo Yan gives off an unfavourable feeling, and his appearance is not very attractive, perhaps he failed in his attempt to propose a marriage on that basis. Recognition must be given to the Prince¡¯s courage. This humble Xia had suspected that due to Prince¡¯s youth, Prince may not be able to stand his ground whilst facing such a fearful man. It appears my concerns were unrequired.¡± The zany old man let out a hearty chuckle, giving a nod of acknowledgment to Feng Ming. Feng Ming thought of Ruo Yan, his brain flooded with the overbearing weight the man imposed onto him just by staring at him. He shuddered at recalling the scene. He shook his head and grumbled bitterly, ¡°Don¡¯t mention him again, that man is horrible. When I¡¯m near him I can¡¯t help but tremble.¡± His face pulled strange expressions as if he was trying to get a bad taste out of his mouth. ¡°Nheless, in the end Ruo Yan could not match up with Prince¡¯s brilliant streak of tact. He was unable to capture the heart and mind of the Third Princess.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, how did Prince coerce the Princess? What kind of clever trick did you employ? And how did you deal with Ruo Yan?¡± It was going to be a long story from start to finish, so Feng Ming did his best and incorporated gestures with his hands and makeshift drawings on the ground, giving very animated detail as the group travelled back to their stay. Both Lie Er and Official Xia were infatuated with every minor detail, and at the end they couldn¡¯t help but cheer and apud the Prince¡¯s moves. As the debriefing concluded, Official Xia sighed, ¡°Xia knew King Rong was well versed in history, geography and astronomy. I did not expect him to have reached such a high teau in the field of mathematics.¡± This statement clicked with Feng Ming, considering he fabricated this lie for the sake of boosting Xi Rei¡¯s credentials, he giggled to himself. In a short time, the fleet had made their way back to the hotel. Inside, Chiu Lan and the rest of his servants had awaited their return for the whole day. Hearing the bustle of their master¡¯s return, they ran eagerly to greet him outside. The Prince was weed with the smiling faces of his three closest maids, each of them ushered him inside, and helped him change into his indoor outfit. Chiu Lan praised ¡°Congrattions Prince, in a few days we will be able to escort the Third Princess back to Xi Rei. If news reaches King Rong, he would be certainly happy of your sess.¡± ¡°How did you guys know?¡± Feng Ming was surprised, word certainly leaked out fast. He hadn¡¯t even mentioned it to the girls. Chiu Xing was straight forwards, nodding with a grin, ¡°Naturally, because our Prince is suave, outstanding and charming, he has no match in the world. It is only right that the Princess would return with us.¡± ¡°Oh please, Chiu Xing. We used those words yesterday! You should find something fresh to say!¡± Chiu Xing pouted, ¡°Hmph! I¡¯m only speaking the truth. Everyday His Highness is very charming; therefore we can say it on a daily basis. Chiu Lan, it¡¯s not my fault you decide to read Official Xia¡¯s and General Tong¡¯s faces to figure out that it is ¡®good news¡¯. What does that say about your taste?¡± Feng Mingughed at the petty bickering and decided to do some damage control by raising his hands. ¡°Okay, alright that¡¯s enough. We¡¯ve manage to pull today off without much of a hitch. We should be able to return to Xi Rei quite soon. We should all be happy.¡± With that statement, the three maids giggled and steered the conversation into gossip and curious ramblings. Questions such as, what the Princess looked like, and whether she lived up to rumour were first on the agenda. The hotel was filled with chatter andughter. Chapter Volume 2 11-12 ----- ** Silver was often used for royalty in terms of everyday objects from cutlery, dishes bowls,bs, as it was believed to be able to detect poison. The surface of the metal bes tarnished after immersed in suspected poisoned food or liquids. ----- The next day, the weather suddenly intensified and the chills soon turned into icy deposits. The courtyards were now heavily cloaked with a thickyer of snow. Early in the morning, Gui Sen had made his way to visit the country¡¯s important guests at their stay. Perhaps it was an unspoken standard for Fan Jia, even the men of were not an exception to the rule of ¡®beauty¡¯. Gui Sen had presented himself, dressed head to toe in ck. Even his cape was made from a glimmering material that was jet ck. Gui Sen¡¯s pale skin was translucent and flushed with blood from bracing the cold. Hisplexion matched the kes of snow that he had gathered on his cape. One couldn¡¯t deny that he was handsome and elegant under a certain light and his presence demanded brilliance. Feng Ming had originally intended to hibernate longer in his cosy bed. However, his ns were disrupted when Chiu Lan and his two other maids tugged the weary Prince out of bed and he certainly didn¡¯t go without a fight. When they eventually dragged him out they assisted the Prince in making himself presentable to his guest, naturally it was best if he received his visitor than keeping him at bay. ¡°You are quite an early bird, my Royal Uncle inw.¡± When Feng Ming stepped out from his private quarters he was greeted with the sight of Gui Sen sitting casually sipping on a cup of tea. Feng Ming cupped his hands together and raised them to bid the man a greeting of respect. Feng Ming had woken from slumber, and was content with staying warm and toasty indoors hence there was no ns to leave thisfort. Naturally, he was dressed for the asion, adorning an exquisite purple silken gown. His neck, wrists and waist were girted with trimmings from a deer pelt that Chiu Lan had especially chosen topliment his outfit. Even though what he was wearing was decided on the spur of the moment, Feng Ming pulled it off with grace and a noble temperament which was very unique to his overall appearance. Upon lifting his head to look at the Prince, Gui Sen¡¯s eyes lit up, he arose from his seat and grinned. ¡°Gui Sen has purposely paid a visit to congratte Prince An He. Yesterday, Prince¡¯s unparalleled talents and prestige has already made the Third Princess yield. The disy you made has awakened a yearning in the Third Princess, persuading her heart towards Xi Rei. The Third Princess has expressed her wishes to our great King, so that she may be able to return to Xi Rei with the Prince¡¯s entourage.¡± To everyone¡¯s surprise, the turn of events was running very smoothly, no one would have fathomed that the Third Princess would scramble to seal the deal at such a lightning pace. All that escaped Feng Ming¡¯s lip was a stunned noise, ¡°Ah!¡± He turned his head towards Official Xia and General Tong, and they both had an equal expression of disbelief drawn on their faces. ¡°Additionally, the King believes that the death of An Xun and Xi Rei¡¯s involvement should be pardoned, hence, the King has already given orders to Fan Jia¡¯s army to immediately withdraw.¡± In an unhurried manner, Gui Sen gave the foreign group the most important piece of news. General Tongughed out whole heartedly, pping in delight and proiming, ¡°This is great!¡± Official Xia saluted Gui Sen, and sincerely spoke, ¡°Thanks to the generous assistance of King Gui Sen, otherwise our sess would have not been possible. Xi Rei will never forget your Highness¡¯s benevolence.¡± Gui Sen returned with a smile, shaking his head in denial of his part, ¡°You tter me. Gui Sen naturally had to help family.¡± The modest man turned towards Feng Ming and an amicable manner told him, ¡°Three dayster, the King will personally summon the Prince and invited to a grand feast. Meanwhile, for the next two days, Prince An He can enjoy his time and appreciate Fan Jia¡¯s winter scape. How does it sound if Gui Sen introduce you to areas of interest?¡± Feng Ming didn¡¯t really have anything he could or could not do whilst he was in Fan Jia, but hearing that he would be able to go out and y, he quickly recalled Gui Sen¡¯s fine-looking looking stallion he had met earlier and was just about to nod his head when Lie Er interrupted. ¡°Prince, during these next two days perhaps we can slip out and head off and blend in, so we can try out all the delicacies amongst the civilians? ¡° Official Xia immediately continued, ¡°Ah, that¡¯s right, if everybody knew that we are an envoy from Xi Rei, then we won¡¯t be able to experience the everyday lifestyles of the people in Fan Jia. We¡¯d certainly miss out on the daily customs.¡± ¡°If this is what you¡¯d like, naturally I can take the Prince to visit themoners.¡± Lie Er interjected with a dubiously statement whilst smiling, ¡°Your Highness, you stand out with your impressive demeanour and you are well recognised in this country, how would you be able to y a meagre civilian?¡± Gui Sen face nked, ¡°If that¡¯s the case, then perhaps Gui Sen will not apany the Prince.¡± The older man turned to give Lie Er a disdained look before directing his attention to Feng Ming. In semi-scathing voice he finished, ¡°Prince, Gui Sen has other matters to attend to today, I shall take my leave.¡± Once Gui Sen was out of sight, Feng Ming scratched his head and swivelled to focus his confusion onto his servants. His face scrunched up in a frown, ¡°For what reason were you all treating Gui Sen with such a terrible attitude? He was going out of his way in kindness to apany me. Perhaps I would have even had the chance to get his permission to ride his horse...¡± Official Xia kept an enigmatic expression on his face as he patted his whiskers and persisted in his silence. Lie Er ignored Feng Ming¡¯s antagonising re, and for a while he didn¡¯t reply but he finally answered with a degree of respect for his master, ¡°Prince, Gui Sen only ran into a snag yesterday and he waspletely dejected and depressed, so why would he appear normal to give us good tidings?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know...¡± Feng Ming was perplexed with what he was meant to be getting from Lie Er¡¯s words, and he wasn¡¯t ashamed to ask his subordinate the answer, ¡°Tell me why?¡± Lie Er stole a furtive nce at Official Xia, and offered the Prince a smile in return for all the pressing, ¡°I¡¯m just a lowly servant, how would I know. However, Official Xia should certainly know.¡± Feng Ming immediately ced his attention to the old man. Under many sets of watchful eyes, Official Xia paused in his therapeutic strokes of his whiskers. Sighing, he finally submitted, ¡°The Third Princess is excessively impatient. Gui Sen is overly enthusiastic about it all, and the Great King of Fan Jia is acting too warm towards us. There is certainly something wrong under these circumstances. Old Xia is currently unable to digest the inner workings of this dilemma. However, it is not a simple one. Prince must take caution and proceed with care.¡± General Tong reinforced, ¡°That¡¯s right, Fan Jia is very different from Xi Lei, Prince absolutely cannot leave this building at will.¡± Inwardly Feng Ming cursed, even if I was in Xi Lei, I couldn¡¯t even leave my quarters at whim. Seeing everyone keep a grave expression on their faces, Feng Ming couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of fear. He arched his shoulders in difort and scolded, ¡°Alright, everything is always suspicious, did King Rong send you to scare me on his behalf?¡± After all, he knew something was wrong with the smooth sailing he was riding, so he could only be obedient and stay in the hotel, only to watch the snow fall on to thendscape from his window. Chiu Lan, Chiu Xing, Chiu Yue and Lie Er apanied him by ying and keeping the Prince entertained. General Tong and his men remained indoors to secure the premise and only Official Xia slipped out to carry out business. No one knew what he was getting up to. ---- When night fell, Official Xia scuttled back in a hurry. General Tong immediately pulled the old man aside, and the two spent what seemed forever, exchanging whispers in a private area. Feng Ming and Lie Er received news of Official Xia¡¯s return, and the two young men caught sight of the engaged pair and quickly joined the party. ¡°Official Xia?¡± the Prince prompted. The advisor abruptly turned to the Prince and gave him a polite salute, ¡°Oh, Your Royal Highness.¡± ¡°Official Xia you¡¯ve been absent all day.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, and it has been quite rewarding.¡± The old man stroked his beard, and motioned his audience to settle down on a seat around him so he could divulge closer details of his new insights. ¡°There are two matters at hand, firstly, the informants I have sent have returned. It appears thatst night, the great king of Fan Jia suddenly fell ill to a strange disease, he almost died in the morning and it has been a miracle that he has recovered. After his brush with death, he immediately summoned the Third Princess to his Pce.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes wedged wide open, he scratched his head in disbelief, ¡°To knock on death¡¯s door the night before and to be soundly alive by the morning. Hey, it looks like Fan Jia¡¯s medicine is well developed.¡± He swiveled quickly to Lie Er and made a note, ¡°Sometime before we head back to Xi Rei, we should make sure we recruit a Tai Yi from Fan Jia to take with us.¡± Lie Er shook his head in disapproval, ¡°In terms of medicinal studies and knowledge in this world, is there anyone that could match Official Xia¡¯s expertise in this area? There¡¯s certainly something suspicious about this situation.¡± Everyone was onmon ground with that idea, all their eyes focused on Official Xia in anticipation. The old man nodded, ¡°Indeed, not that I wish to gloat. ording to Old Xia¡¯s experiences, the King¡¯s illness has only been countered temporarily. Rather his health is like an arrow at the end of its flight. In less than three days, Fan Jia may be mourning at his funeral.¡± Feng Ming let out a startling shout. ¡°What! That¡that¡can¡¯t¡the King of Fan Jia is hosting our farewell banquet exactly three dayster.¡± Lie Er remained calm, he dipped his head in thought before asking the trusted advisor, ¡°Official Xia, how can you be so certain that the King of Fan Jia would die?¡± Official Xia stood proudly and fondled his beard, giving off a slight smile. ¡°ording to my inquiries into Fan Jia King¡¯s symptoms, it appears that this was not a sudden impact from an unknown serious illness. In fact, all his symptoms are akin to that of being poisoned over a long duration. It is only coincidental that his symptoms red to life threatening levels in the past day. To the best of my estimations, he has been slowly absorbing the poison.¡± It was the beginning of another Royal conspiracy, Fan Jia and Xi Rei were sharing the bad luck in this department, and not even the highest position in the kingdom was spared from this devious plot. Fortunately for me, I¡¯m just a counterfeit Prince and in three months I¡¯ll be tossing in my white towel, to enjoy my auspicious retirement. Feng Ming patted his chest, and asked in a low and cautious voice, ¡°Considering the King has been poisoned, have they not caught the culprit?¡± ¡°Slow acting poison is extremely hard toe by, and only a handful of people in this world would know the potency of the raw materials, and for the effect to manifest after such a long time, along with the myriad of perplexing symptoms which are simr to other diseases. Even after a bout of illness one would not detect traces with a silver needle **. The cycling pattern of illness and recovery would repeat several times, two or three times usually before death would finally overwhelms the victim.¡± General Tong¡¯s eyebrows knitted together, ¡°Who is so bold, daring to harm the head of state, Fan Jia¡¯s King?¡± ¡°Since it is a slow acting poisoning, the culprits are likely people surrounding the King. Firstly, we must ce hunting the murderer aside as we must focus on our own pending issues.¡± The old man flicked the fan he always held in his hands open, and waved it a few times before turning his attention to Feng Ming. ¡°Prince, the Third Princess attitude towards Gui Sen is very strange and old Xia here has figured out why there is strain between the two.¡± ¡°Xia, please speak your mind.¡± Official Xia rose from his seat, and with his eyebrows arched and he slowly walked concentric around the table, he finally turned to face the crowd with his opening exnation, ¡°Firstly, why would the Third Princess be so eager to relocate to Xi Rei. It could be that she anticipated her father having a short reign, and once the good King is dead, whether it is her first or second inw that takes the throne, either way would be disadvantageous for her. It is logically, better that she left as early as possible and seek refuge in another country.¡± This spection was extremely reasonable, and everyone was obviously clear on the Third Princess¡¯s intelligence and surely it didn¡¯t only cover the field of mathematics. Everyone nodded in agreement. ¡°Secondly, why would the King order the withdrawal of the army?¡± The man paused here and gave them all a cheeky smile leaving them to guess, ¡°Anyone have the slightest clue to why?¡± Feng Ming and the rest bowed their heads down, a sh hit the Prince instantly. ¡°Is it because of Ruo Yan?¡± Xia apuded the Prince¡¯s reponse, ¡°Prince, your mind is sharp and on track. Indeed, it is due to Ruo Yan¡¯s presence.¡± General Tong pushed forth, ¡°Considering Ruo Yan¡¯s sudden proposal to the Third Princess for her hand in marriage it is an obvious measure to seize the throne. The Great King of Fan Jia is no fool that sits ideally.¡± ¡°The King is well aware that whatever disease he has been guing his body has seeped well into his vital organs and is beyond a cure. Prior to his death, he would want to see his most beloved daughter leave the country in safe passage to Xi Rei. This exchangees with a personal favor of his withdrawal of Fan Jia¡¯s army in Xi Rei. He wishes to leave his country on the path of a prosperous future and if Fan Jia happens to encounter anyplications there would be one more ally to lend a hand.¡± Official Xia¡¯s one man show sessfully became a ry of input, and each participant contributed to unravel the overall situation. Even Lie Er voiced his spection, ¡°The Third Princess appears as if she does not care for such worldly matters, however, she is King Fan Jia¡¯s most valuable chess piece. As long as she is in Xi Rei and is in favor of the Crowned Prince, it would be easy for any requests to send out troops to solve problems.¡± The man servant continued. ¡°Moreover, arge garrison of his military is currently far away from home, if the King is about to pass over, of course he would want the army to return, it would help contain any unsettlements or uprisings during the country¡¯s mourning period.¡± Feng Ming bit his lower lip, and concluded in dismay, "That is to say, even without my ster performance in front of the Princess, she would have agreed to return with me to Xi Rei. Well, here I was thinking the mathematics I¡¯ve retained from high school was actually useful to me.¡± Official Xia consoled him, ¡°Prince, why dismiss yourself in such a manner? If it wasn¡¯t for the Prince¡¯s outstanding efforts in front of the Third Princess, how would the King feel assured in Xi Rei¡¯s capabilities to safe guard the Princess or aid the country in need. Furthermore, he may have beenpelled in epting Ruo Yan¡¯s proposal, and only declined due to his confidence in Xi Rei¡¯s Prince.¡± Feng Ming was pleased with the old man¡¯s reasoning, and dimples formed as a smile eased across his lips. His brows lightened with the change in his mood and he returned to his usual lively self. If Rong Tian was by his side at this very moment, it is very likely that the man wouldn¡¯t be able to resist sneaking a kiss. The advisor went on to say, ¡°Thirdly, there has to be motive behind why Gui Sen has been so amodating.¡± The Prince was eager to show his re, raising his hand with enthusiasm. ¡°That¡¯s due to the possibility that Gui Sen also knows the grave danger the illness is cing the King in, and he is the most prospective person in line to inherit the throne. Naturally it would have him prancing around in high spirits, what¡¯s more, he¡¯d hope we¡¯d whisk the Third Princess to Xi Rei which would mean he would have one less thorn in his side.¡± General Tong shook his head in disagreement, ¡°Prince¡¯s spections are quite sound but I do not feel Gui Sen is in a rush to have us depart, in fact I sense he¡¯d hope we¡¯d stay even longer.¡± ¡°That¡¯s right, ideally he would desire that we remain until the period a new King ascends the throne.¡± Official Xia nodded and he reached for his cup of hot tea that was sitting on the table and took a sip before furthermenting. ¡°Gui Sen was eager to pass us the message so early in the morning, and strangely offered to escort the Prince without any hesitation. This is his move to keep the envoy in a rxed state, to assure us that Fan Jia¡¯s King¡¯s condition is not serious. In case there is truly a Royal burial to take ce soon, we will have to remain for the Third Princess¡¯s sake and we would be required to apany her until the King has been appointed.¡± Feng Ming was perplexed by the idea and he questioned the motive sarcastically, ¡°Why would we need to stay? Surely they don¡¯t intend to fatten us up with their supplies and let us overstay our wee?¡± Official Xia suddenly lowered his voice and the corners of his lips drew upwards into a mysterious grin. ¡°As long as I disclose one important factor to Prince, Prince would immediately understand.¡± The old man deliberately paused perking the attention of his listeners as they anticipated the next line. With a smile he continued, ¡°After finding out Ruo Yan was in Fan Jia, I had organised spies to monitor his whereabouts and movements. Does the Prince know, after yesterday¡¯s session with the Princess, where was his next destination?¡± The gears were in motion inside Feng Ming¡¯s brain, then his face immediately soured and he blurted out, ¡°Gui Sen?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right. He went to see Gui Sen. As his proposal failed, the Princess is no longer any use to him, and expectedly he would seek to ally himself with the one next in throne. Feng Ming shook his head, ¡°That¡¯s doesn¡¯t seem correct, how would Ruo Yan know that the King would die soon?¡± ¡°Ruo Yan is a well versed man and extremely knowledgeable therefore there is not much that could be concealed from him. Moreover, he would have been aware of the King¡¯s medical history. Although the King¡¯s previous attacks have never been as severe this time, there would have been notable signs of the King¡¯s ailing wellbeing.¡± Feng Ming nodded in agreement, inwardly he thought: If this is the case, Ruo Yan is indeed a force to be reckoned with. His ambitions and thirst for power gives him premise to instigate the poisoning of Fan Jia¡¯s King. The Prince scrunched his face and asked the old man, ¡°Ruo Yan and Gui Sen are dealing in the shadows, there¡¯s arge chance it would be matters to assist Gui Sen¡¯s ession to the throne.¡± ¡°Hmph! So what if Gui Sen gets his seat, what does Ruo Yan receive in return? No wonder Gui Sen has been acting so certain that he is undoubtedly first in line. However, what I still don¡¯tprehend is, why would Gui Sen need us to remain in the country? Does he have ns to harm the Third Princess?¡± It seems as if it was better he had kept his questions to himself, once he had opened his mouth and shot his queries off like rockets, everybody¡¯s face turned stiff and stern. All their eyes stared at their master. Feng Ming blinked innocently, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± General Tong seemed a bit embarrassed and he turned his face away from the Prince. Official Xia pinched his beard and closed his eyes. Only Lie Er didn¡¯t shy away from the question, in fact he was trying to contain his giggles. Moving closer to Feng Ming he whispered gently into his ear, ¡°Prince, Gui Sen isn¡¯t after the Third Princess, he is after you.¡± ¡°What? Harm me?¡± Feng Ming¡¯s eyes shot wide open, ¡°What does he have against me?¡± Lie Er didn¡¯t give him an answer straight away, but instead gave the Prince a good sizing by looking him up and down and he clicked his tongue before responding, ¡°Prince, when you lock eyes with people, not only Gui Sen, but even Lie Er feels like his bones have melted.¡± General Tong swung his head back and scolded the servant¡¯s insolence, ¡°Lie Er, you are merely a lowly attendant, how dare you address the Prince in such a manner? Don¡¯t think that the Prince favors you that you can disregard the difference in status.¡± Lie Er shrunk back and bowed his head down after being reprimanded for his actions. Feng Ming tugged at Lie Er¡¯s sleeve chasing rity, ¡°Do you mean Gui Sen¡he¡¡± When Feng Ming thought about it, he could recall Gui Sen¡¯s eyes watching him attentively and the man always smiled as he monitored him. The thought alone, sent a chill down his neck. Lie Er shot a nce at General Tong, then again he moved over to his master and whispered, ¡°It¡¯s not a problem for us if Gui Sen is after you, we are more afraid that you are part of his dealings. Gui Sen and Ruo Yan may have been making arrangements for the transition of the throne. One of the conditions may be Your Highness.¡± ¡°What?¡± Just the mere thought of being traded between the two men left him a bitter taste and he could imagine the sinister appearance of both men during their secret meetings. Goosebumps suddenly washed over every inch of his skin and the hairs on his body stood up simultaneously. With a shaky voice he reasoned, ¡°That¡¯s impossible, I¡¯m the Prince of Xi Rei, how can they dare to use me¡¡± What came to mind was Gui Sen taking him hog tied and manhandling him over to the clutches of Ruo Yan, the scene that yed out in his brain immediately left him numb. Official Xia eximed, ¡°If we were to remain to see the King¡¯s funeral, Fan Jia will sooner be in Gui Sen¡¯s control, there will be no restraints on what they would dare tomit!¡± THUMP! General Tong suddenly gave the table a pounding which startled everyone. He stood up abruptly and raised his eyebrows, and in a heavy voice said, ¡°Fan Jia is facing huge imminent changes, there is no time to lose, we must set out to leave as soon as possible.¡± Feng Ming was still in a state of shock by the tiger¡¯s roar, trying to settle his nerves back to resting state however he was the first to agree with the general. His head bobbed up and down furiously like a chicken pecking at specks of grain on the ground. He repeated, ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right. We should take heed and leave as soon as possible.¡± ¡°Prince is seeing the matter in the same light as your humble Xia.¡± The official batted his fan a few times. ¡°However, we can¡¯t just up and go as we please. We are honorary guests from afar, whom want to take the Third Princess away, in the least we ought to hold a discussion with the Third Princess and the King before we can take leave.¡± ¡°Alright, let¡¯s see that we pay a visit to the Third Princess this very night and gain her word in person that she will return with us to Xi Rei.¡± Official Xia continued, ¡°General Tong, if we make our move tonight and approach the Princess. Naturally, she would seek an audience with her father. If everything goes as n, we could be expected to be summoned to see the King as early as tomorrow, and then we can ask to take leave directly.¡± Feng Ming nodded, ¡°Okay, let¡¯s do it this way.¡± Finally after making proper arrangements, General Tong set off in a hurry, rushing towards the Third Princess¡¯s residence. Chapter Volume 2 13 Important notes: An ¨C °² it is the character used in An He¡¯s name¡however, An by itself has several meanings such as, calm, quiet, safe, security, peace. Sleeve pockets ¨C in traditional Chinese clothing there sleeve had a sewn inpartment that peoplemonly stored their money and coin bags. ------ ----- ------ ------ Lie Er turned his focus to the old man, ¡°Official Xia, there were two matters to be dealt with. You¡¯ve finished discussing the first one, what is the second?¡± In a stern voice, the man replied. ¡°The remaining issue only concerns only the Prince. As a servant Lie Er, you dare to pry?¡± Lie Er gave the Official a disgruntled cold ¡®Humph!¡¯ and soon turned his attention to his master. A slight grin drew across his lips, ¡°I know you want to have a confidential discussion. Well, I¡¯ll see myself out and carry on with my duties.¡± Shortly after, the young man waltzed out the door and shut it attentively after his exit. He then left to seek the other servants. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes left the door and back to the remaining upant of the room. ¡°Official Xia, why did you intentionally target Lie Er? He was only prompting the continuation of our talk.¡± A nasty sneer drew across the advisor¡¯s lips, ¡°Prince, do you not feel as an attendant, Lie Er seems quite knowledgeable and overly bold for someone in his rank? Additionally, all the events he has given foresight into have proceeded with his predictions.¡± ¡°Haven¡¯t we discussed this matter already? He may be a spy however as you¡¯ve said he is unlikely to bring me any harm. In fact he may be able to even help me so let him.¡± ¡°Spies can be taken advantage of, but they can never be fully trusted.¡± The old man rebutted whilst stroking his beard with concern. ¡°I am worried about Prince, under these circumstances you are well aware that he is untrustworthy, yet you¡¯ve continued to invest your confidence in him.¡± ¡°This¡¡± Feng Ming was genuinely surprised by his advisor¡¯sment. Indeed, even though Feng Ming knew of Lie Er¡¯s questionable origins, he held the young man in high regard. Lie Er had an unspoken unique charm, and unknowingly everybody began to rely heavily on him. The Prince was experiencing an unsettling rm, if Lie Er was using his charima and virtue to shuttle in between countries, indeed it would be very hard to put up a guard. Official Xia continued, ¡°Up until now, Lie Er has openly showcased his talents. He is making it explicit that he is not as simple as he appears. Preciously because of this, we have taken our guards down and rxed in his presence.¡± Feng Ming nodded silently in agreement. He had a good point Lie Er does seem to have a repertoire of psychological strategies up his sleeve. Official Xia was satisfied with the Prince¡¯s response. The old man rekindled the need to be alert around the spy. Seeing that he had addressed the mater, he gave his master a smile. ¡°We can discuss Lie Er at a future date, it¡¯s hard to say perhaps Prince¡¯s charm has him wrapped around your little finger and he is indeed serving you wholeheartedly.¡± Taking a deep breath, ¡°As for the second agenda, it¡¯s this¡¡± he paused and carefully took out something tucked inside his sleeve pockets. He held out the item and whispered, ¡°King Rong wrote a letter.¡± ¡±Really?¡± Feng Ming immediately jumped with joy, ¡°What did he write? Quickly, pass it to me!¡± The moment the Prince¡¯s hands reached out to snatch the letter the old man drew back and chortled and shook his head in disapproval. ¡°Prince,pose yourself, have you lost your sense of etiquette? Let me exin. King Rong sent three letters in total. Each of them has been personally addressed. One for General Tong, the second to myself and thest was for the Prince. We have already digests our individual letters in private. The Prince should proceed to do so alone.¡± The old man finally revealed the contents in his hands for taking. In his palmid a small capsule made out of wax. Feng Ming blinked curiously as the odd container was presented to him; he reached for it and inspected the casing at a closer proximity. Walking towards a window for a source of light, he held it above him trying to see whether there was enough transparency to hint at what may be inside. Inwardly, he cursed the King for getting up to such strange antics to send a simple letter. Naturally, he had no idea what he was meant to do with the capsule. Reacting quickly to the Prince¡¯s confusion, the advisor immediately cleared his throat and began to exin. ¡°Prince, to open the capsule you¡¯ll need to knead the wax in your hands until it can be peeled back.¡± ¡°Oh¡¡± Feng Ming followed the man¡¯s instructions and pinched the wax between his thumb and fingers under the capsule gave and split open. Interestingly, he found a lump of ck gauze-like material that had been carefully wrapped. This time Feng Ming didn¡¯t require any assistance and his fingers worked quickly to unravel the expensive looking material. As he stripped back theyers, the material was not ck as he had originally thought. Instead, it wasyer openyers of words written in ck ink on a near transparent cotton gauze. When he finally finished, the letter spread out could easily cover half the top of arge table. ¡°Huh?¡± Feng Ming was taken aback as he tried to process the extremely strange letter thaty before him. His excitement had already dissipated. Originally, he was very eager to find out whatforting thoughts the man had have written. Perhaps even how the sly bastard would write about how much he was missed and beg for forgiveness for sending him out on a diplomatic mission. Now that he had time to settle down and read, unexpectedly the densely written letter was solelyposed of one word repeated. ¡°An.¡± **read notes An? What is that supposed to mean? If the King missed him excessively, shouldn¡¯t the letter be filled with ¡®Feng Ming¡¯? Then again, such a corny romantic act would never spout from the romantically challenged Rong Tian. Is it unlikely that the letter was delivered by mistake? Feng Ming¡¯s face scrunched up in frustration. ¡°Prince,¡± Official Xia nced at the Prince¡¯s unsightly reaction and he pretty much guessed the young man was stumped to what was before him. ¡°Does the Prince know of the Royal rituals in praying for safety?¡± ¡°Praying for safety?¡± repeated slowly as he dug back into his memories, although the impression was not very deep he did recall Rong Tian teaching him about it. Was he to me? The Prince was taught too fast and the contents way too much for him to handle. On top of the teaching process Feng Ming was under constant harassment from the King and he was barely able to concentrate on their studies. Naturally, it would be easy for him to forget. Official Xia stepped in with his bountiful wealth of knowledge to quickly exin: ¡°A special ceremony is conducted to pray for protection for someone important. The prayer will immerse their body in pure environment for seven days and devote themselves to a diet of vegetables. In front of god should they pray and write ¡®An¡¯ religiously and repeatedly. King Rong intended to have this delivered to you so you can carry it with you at all times and remain safe.¡± Feng Ming stared nkly and his face faintly washed with a blush. He knew his face quite easily lit up like a beacon so he dipped his head downwards to avoid eye contact with the old man. Under his breath he murmured to himself, ¡°Such superstitious nonsense. If you are desperate enough for these types of antics why pressure me into leaving in the first ce¡¡± But the mere thought of the King not eating meat for seven days softened Feng Ming, as it was a quasi sacrifice. Feng Ming decided to give the man a break. ¡°Prince, this letter¡¡± ¡°Although it¡¯s all superstition, at least having something prepared is better than being empty handed. Especially, if I get requested to see that terrifying Rou Yan.¡± As the Prince spoke, he carefully tucked his personal letter into his sleeve pocket. Official Xia gave the Prince a questionable look andughed teasingly which only acted to escte Feng Ming¡¯s embarrassment. With out a further word, the Prince left and sought thepany of his servants. In the middle of the night, General Tong who braved the snow was back and he immediately made his way to see Feng Ming and Official Xia to pass on the news, ¡°The Third Princess is aware of our critical situation, and tonight she will ask the King of Fan Jia to meet with your Highness to hasten our departure.¡± Official Xia asked, ¡°General Tong, when you paid an audience with the Princess did you touch upon her father¡¯s strange illness and symptoms?¡± ¡°Hey!¡± The General face was normally righteous and friendly but now he was revealing a sly smile. ¡°If she read between the lines, I did secretly deposit certain details about poisonings and such. The Third Princess is clever and will naturally she catch onto the hints and hopefully voice her concerns to the King.¡± Feng Ming interrupted in a boisterous manner, ¡°Looks like Gui Sen is about to meet with bad luck!¡± ¡°The King of Fan Jia is severely ill and with the country¡¯s politics as unstable as it is now, it is highly unlikely he would have Gui Sen executed.¡± ¡°However, Gui Sen being in the line of fire is unavoidable.¡± Lie Er let out a bout of giggles. ¡°That¡¯s better than Gui Sen stalking our Prince in circles.¡± Everyone burst out in a fit ofughter, only Feng Ming remained silent and red faced. Official Xia proceeded to ask the General another question, ¡°Did you mention anything about the poisoning of her father and how it will induce his death soon?¡± ¡°Why would I say that? If I was to tell the Third Princess the whole truth would she be willing to leave Fan Jia?¡± ¡°That¡¯s good.¡± Official Xia nodded his head in approval. In a blink of an eye the old man changed the topic to uplift the mood. ¡°Given that our Prince will be summoned by the King of Fan Jia tomorrow morning, it is best that we prepare our baggage for our journey ahead.¡± ¡±Great!¡± they said unanimously. Each person looked at everyone else with smiles beaming off their faces, eager to start packing their baggage for the journey home. As Official Xia had spected, the next morning a messenger was sent to the Prince¡¯s hostel and An he was sincerely summoned by the King to pay a visit at his pce. Chiu Lan and the two younger maids dressed the Prince carefully in a set of his finest robes, smiling as she said, ¡°This is thest day in Fan Jia and you are going to make the King speechless when heys his eyes on you!¡± ¡°Chiu Lan, you make it sound like the only thing going for me is my appearance.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not right, there are countless men with ability in this world, however, Prince with both ability and good looks is only a handful amongst these men!¡± Chiu Lan covered her mouth when she let thement slip, but proceeded to finish, ¡°As I said, the women in Fan Jia are the most beautiful however, the men from Xi Rei are the most handsome. I even had a wager with Chiu Xing that Prince would be able to scout a beautiful woman from Fan Jia to be our Princess.¡± Chiu Xing eximed afterughing, ¡°Even if you don¡¯t bring back a princess, the Third Princess is a good prize to take home too!¡± The three girls were excited to see the famous beauty of Fan Jia. The more they thought about it the higher their levels of anticipation. They began to whisper to each other of all the possibilities. Feng Ming had learnt over time why the power of three women would be able to beat any of the trios he knows of from stories and history. Feeling helpless he allowed the women to chat as they finished the final ornaments on his costume including his saber. Considering how he had dodged all the bad luck, he was prepared to march though the gates of the pce and finish his mission. Chapter Volume 2 14 Trantion notes: ssical Gardens of Suzhou: It is an UNESCO heritage site that is nearly 1000 years old. The garden was designed by schrs, which incorporated many meaningful aesthetics. Thendscape was made to look like natural scenery of rocks, mountains and rivers. Each feature usually had a deep and poetic meaning. Theyout of the garden is also suspected to have ties with celestial importance, such as constetions and alignments with the sky. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ssical_Gardens_of_Suzhou Double entendre Double meaning, in this case Feng Ming is in the way of Ruo Yan¡¯s ns. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Fan Jia¡¯s Imperial Royal pce wasposed of several magnificent and distinctive red buildings. The perimeters were boldly decorated to showcase the King¡¯s grandeur. Feng Ming had led General Tong and Official Xia into the main entrance to the King¡¯s pce but Li Er was required to remain in the carriage due to his lowly status. By this time, the heavy snow fall had stopped. But inside the pce grounds, the floor was absolutely spotless. It was obvious that the pce maids had worked towards sweeping every speck of snow off the ground. Gui Sen had been awaiting Feng Ming¡¯s arrival along the main hallway, once seeing the party arrive he scurried across to greet the Prince. ¡®Prince, we meet again.¡¯ Gui Sen¡¯s face was beaming with a smile. His demeanor showed no signs of being disgruntled with having hispanionship rejected openly the day before. The older man took Feng Ming¡¯s hands into his own, and in a grave voice he warned, ¡®To be honest to Prince, the King¡¯s health has not been fairing well in the past days. It is likely you were summoned upon the Third Princess¡¯s instigation. Prince needs to be cautious around that woman. She has already made arrangements with Master Dong and Ruo Yan.¡¯ Feng Ming was stunned for a brief moment. Gui Sen was already rolling around in treachery, and now he dared to front as a friend and provoke distrust between the Third Princess and Xi Rei. What a despicable man. Feng Ming turned his gaze on the man, the corner of his lips jerked into a soft smile. In a low voice he replied, ¡®Thank you Royal Uncle for your warnings However, during our visit in town, we heard the people on the streets discussing the state of the King. It seems they suspect that it is not ill health consuming their King but rather a case of poisoning. Royal Uncle, you need to take care with your own meals.¡¯ Although Feng Ming had only intended to toy with his Uncle, it was like he had served the man a final blow. All color immediately drained from Gui Sen¡¯s face. The older man¡¯s mind was off somewhere momentarily before he regained hisposure. He quickly asked, ¡®Prince, where did youe across such news?¡¯ ¡®On the streets, it¡¯s the current talk of the town!¡¯ Feng Ming feigned innocence and pretended to be shocked, ¡®Don¡¯t tell me Royal Uncle has not caught wind of this rumor?¡¯ ¡®This¡¡¯ The man stuttered, ¡®This¡¡¯ It was obvious that Gui Sen was harboring a guilty conscious. Failing to talk coherently was a dead give away. Gui Sen sped his hands in respect to the Prince as he dismissed himself. ¡®Gui Sen has many state matters to attend to, my apologies for not being able to apany Prince. Please remain here as the King shall summon your presence soon.¡¯ The man hurried away, most likely to investigate the word spreading amongst the people of Fan Jia. Feng Ming giggled at the thought, shortly messengers that had left to herald the King returned. ¡®Our King is unwell and currently needs his rest. It is unadvisable for arge audience to attend. The Prince may proceed alone.¡¯ ¡®Proceed into the pce alone?¡¯ General Tong was the first tosh out his dissatisfaction and looked for consensus from Official Xia. He politely cupped his hands and signaled to the messengers. ¡®Please report to the King, General Tong is under direct orders from King Rong to never leave the Prince¡¯s side by even a step. With all due respects, is it possible for Tong to apany the Prince to great his Highness?¡¯ Feng Ming passed the General a nce. If the regent king hadid orders for General Tong to act as a shadow, why did he not bring up this spirit of loyalty when Feng Ming was asked to proceed alone into the Third Princess¡¯s inner residence? The attendant that was sent as a messenger served the King directly, he replied dutifully, ¡®That being the case, please excuse me as I will return to seek the King¡¯smand.¡¯ The man disappeared once again, and returned roughly half an hourter to address the Prince. ¡®The King is out of sorts and is no condition to see too many visitors. If the Prince is apprehensive about proceeding to the pce alone, please consider seeking an audience two dayster when the King has recovered. At that time, he would be able to hold a session in the proceedings hall where many people can be catered to.¡¯ Feng Ming thought to himself, ¡®I am afraid in two days I may have to visit the King in heaven.¡¯ Feng Ming knew that he shouldn¡¯t dy matters so he hurriedly shed a signal with his eyes towards Official Xia. The ball was in Official Xia¡¯s court, it was up to him to decide what should happen next. The old man stroked his beard as he muttered softly, ¡®Since it can¡¯t be helped, our Prince shall pay his respects to the King of Fan Jia.¡¯ ¡®But¡¡¯ General Tong interjected. ¡®General Tong, there is no need to be concerned. The Prince is wise, brave and nimble. He will be safe in the pce, we can rest assured.¡¯ Feng Ming¡¯s forehead was beading with sweat. An Xun was also had such characteristics and it was also in a simr pce setting where he lost his life and his head was almost halved like a watermelon by King Rong¡¯s de. The attendant bowed to Feng Ming. ¡®If all is in order, may Prince please follow my lead?¡¯ Feng Ming stood still in a moment of hesitation, which led to Official Xia giving him a friendly joist from behind to encourage him to get a move on. Feng Ming thought inwardly, perhaps Official Xia¡¯s eagerness was a sign that everything was running as expected. Most importantly, he knew it was unfitting for a Prince to wimp out, just because he had to approach Fan Jia¡¯s King alone. Working up the courage, his hands balled into fists, he walked forwards with his chest proudly protruding and head held high. The inner sanctuary of Fan Jia¡¯s Imperial pce stood out from the smaller pces and residences that Feng Ming had seen so far in the country. Instead of small passages leading to each building, there wererge and spacious avenue-like paths. It was styled like the ssical Gardens of Suzhou from Feng Ming¡¯s world. Perhaps the Fan Jia pce was also built with consideration in mathematical or celestial significance. Regardless, it was apparent that they had a great respect for natural terrain and scenery. Feng Ming continued to follow at the heels of the attendant, turning left and right on what seemed to aplex and interweaving path. It felt like forever, when they finally arrived at the bottom of the main steps outside the King¡¯s resting chamber. The long staircase wasposed of beautifully polished white jade. The path threaded through two rock mountain disys. Once you surmounted the mountain pass you were greeted with a charming entrance. Overall, one could sense the dignity, elegance and artistry from such an arrangement. If this design was entered in a modern day architectural contest, it would be a clean sweep of the first prize. As Feng Ming upied himself with being amazed, two men entered the grounds by a door in the opposite direction they hade. They walked closely, one after the other. Feng Ming turned around, his face contorted in confusion as he did not expect the King of Fan Jia to have other guests. As the men closed in, he continued to stare in their direction so he could identify them. The blood drained from his face, the proud chest he held immediately deted as if someone knocked the air out of his lungs. The man that in the lead was a pce attendant, however, it was who followed that set off Feng Ming¡¯s rm. It was none other than Ruo Yan. A mere look from the man would make the Prince freeze on cue. ¡®Prince An He, we meet again.¡¯ He cupped his hands and gave the Prince a sign of acknowledgment. In fact, Ruo Yan had quickly noticed the Prince and decided to join him at the bottom of the staircase. The Prince had originally intended to deal with matters quickly. He didn¡¯t expect that he woulde face to face with thest person he wanted to see. In fact, he had an urge to hide behind the attendant or bolt away safely. As he contemted his next move, in a calm and collected manner Ruo Yan shifted purposely blocked ess to the stair case. Even if he wanted to, Feng Ming didn¡¯t dare to push the man aside and flee into the pce. He had to stand his ground and swallow the fear clogging his throat. He nodded his head in acknowledgment. ¡®Is the King of Li also here to pay his respects to the King of Fan Jia?¡¯ Ruo Yan¡¯s eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the Prince. A hint of a smile lifted on the corner of his lips. ¡®I have caught word that the King is unwell. Naturally, I will be here to pay my respects. What is the Prince¡¯s agenda with the King?¡¯ ¡®I? An He is also here to pay respects.¡¯ The King clicked his tongue and teased. ¡®Ruo Yan was under the impression that Prince was feeling unease in Fan Jia. In fact I sensed that you may be seeking the King for an earlier pardon to leave with the Third Princess.¡¯ The man was purposely inciting Feng Ming. However, the Prince could see through the man¡¯s trick. He wasn¡¯t that foolish to walk into the trap. In a cool manner Feng Ming replied, ¡®You are correct. An He wishes to hasten the departure. Fan Jia¡¯s rich scenery is beautiful but An He must make haste. Xi Rei is without a leader and due to setbacks with escorting the Third Princess, An He¡¯s ession to the throne has been postponed. It is important that I return to Xi Rei as soon as possible.¡¯ Upon hearing the Prince¡¯s reasoning, the King chuckled. His eyes fixed onto Feng Ming¡¯s own. The Prince turned rigid, as if he was struck by a bolt of lightning. Feng Ming¡¯s heartbeat ran erratically, his eyes were wide in fear and he took a few steps back. Ruo Yan found mused with watching Feng Ming¡¯s reaction. Ending his charade, he acted as if something finally dawned on him. ¡®Oh, I was wondering why the Prince was frozen like a statue. As it turns out, I was in the Prince¡¯s way. To speak bluntly, Prince is also blocking my way.¡¯ A cold sneer stretched across the King¡¯s lips, his words packed a double entendre. He stepped aside, and gestured with his hands. ¡®Prince, please advance.¡¯ He invited. ¡®No, it is better that King Li takes the lead.¡¯ Feng Ming declined. ¡®Prince, I insist.¡¯ Even the presence of the attendants, King Li suddenly reached out and audaciously grabbed Feng Ming¡¯s shoulders. The unwanted touch almost scared the Prince out of his skin. Instead he scrambled up onto the first step to break off the man¡¯s contact. ¡®I will go first then.¡¯ He quickly muttered. Ruo Yan chuckled and followed closely behind. Why is this flight of stairs so long and winding? Feng Ming felt like he was being followed by a hungry tiger, his heart would not settle and now he was venting his problems by cursing the architecture and design of the King¡¯s inner sanctuary that he had admired only moments before his current ordeal. All of a sudden, Ruo Yan¡¯s voice interrupted his thoughts. ¡®The sword at Prince¡¯s side, could it be the unparalleled sword?¡¯ ¡®Ah?¡¯ Feng Ming¡¯s voice trembled as he nodded hastily in reply, ¡®Yes, it is.¡¯ I didn¡¯t expect him to identify the sword with just a nce. Then it dawned on Feng Ming, if Ruo Yan knew of the sword¡¯s history and origins, perhaps he would suspect the other sword is in the Regent King¡¯s possession. The moment their swords are drawn, and if Feng Ming is struck down on the very spot he stood. This would mean the same would happen to the Regent King. Xi Rei would be in absolute chaos! Ruo Yan has ambitions to conquer thend, wasn¡¯t this scenario befitting of his wishes? The more Feng Ming pondered over the matter it was anything but reassuring as the thoughts made the hairs of his body stand. At the same time, as he was enwrapped with his thoughts he failed to pay attention to his footing. ¡®AH!¡¯ he choked in horror as he felt his bnce slip away. Such a misfortunate mix of absent minded treading and the winter slicked jade surface! He was now flying helplessly backwards. From behind, a pair of strong hands mped down on Feng Ming¡¯s lower waist. Within a sh, Ruo Yan¡¯s form pressed against the Prince to cushion his fall. Ruo Yan gazed down at the Prince. It was as if Feng Ming had voluntarily thrown himself into the King¡¯s arms. ¡®Prince needs to take caution, the staircase is made with white jade, given the snow fall it is a dangerous path.¡¯ Ruo Yan¡¯s warm breath tickled the back of Feng Ming¡¯s ears. Their encounter was growing more and more into an embarrassing and awkward event. Feng Ming¡¯s face was so close to the man, he could see a strange look in Ruo Yan¡¯s eyes. The unweed stare he was receiving was sending him into panic. ¡®I know it is slippery.¡¯ He muttered as he attempted to free himself. Sadly, Ruo Yan¡¯s swordsman training left him with a grip to be reckoned with. Feng Ming struggled to prostrate himself, let alone free himself from the King¡¯s vice like hold. From afar, it would even appear as if Feng Ming was deliberately leaning into Ruo Yan¡¯s embrace. Ruo Yan didn¡¯t spare Feng Ming, teasing the Prince again, ¡®Prince, you are not going to stand up?¡¯ This time the King was more assertive, breaking further into the Prince¡¯s personal boundary. He had pressed his lip against the ridge Feng Ming¡¯s ear. Ruo Yan blocked off the view for the attendants that were following behind. Taking this opportunity, he stuck out his tongue and gently licked Feng Ming¡¯s ear. With an audacity that only would reach the Prince¡¯s ear, he whispered, ¡®I didn¡¯t expect such happenings within the hierarchy of Xi Rei¡¯s Royal Pce. Surely the Regent King has savored you already.¡¯ Feng Ming shuddered, his skin prickled as goose bumps popped up from head to toe. His face was beaming red as he gritted his teeth and red ferociously at the King. Lowering his voice, he growled: ¡®Let me go.¡¯ Ruo Yanughed at Feng Ming¡¯s attempt to bare his fangs. ¡®Oh, there is such passion in your eyes. Truly are not fit to be a Prince. Perhaps the role of a lover would be better adapted.¡¯ Having his fill of toying with the Prince, Ruo Yan finally loosened his hands. As the deadlock was released, Feng Ming sprang from the devil¡¯s clutches. He quickly mbered up the stair case, cing a few steps of separation from the King. Feng Ming whisked his head and gave the King another death re before bolting up the rest of the climb towards the King of Fan Jia¡¯s chambers. Chapter Volume 2 15 Notes: Jin: A Chinese measurement, it is roughly 0.5 kg Water discement: Let¡¯s touch up on physics, a quick lesson on Archimedes'' principle. Archimedes was a Greek philosopher. The story goes that a king wanted a new crown made entirely of gold. After the smith finished, the king was suspicious that his crown was made of iron and coated with gold. The king did not want to destroy the crown if in fact it were gold, so he asked Archimedes to figure out if it was pure gold or not without destroying the crown. Archimedes pondered this day in and day out until one day while getting into his bath he discovered the principle that bears his name. The tub was full to the rim, and when he sat down in it, he noticed that the more he sank himself into the water, the more water that spilled over the side of the tub. He was supposedly so happy to make this discovery that he ran out into the streets naked shouting "I found it!" What he discovered is that the amount of water disced by an object depends on the mass of that object (not the weight). If he knew the mass of that object, and the volume of fluid it disces, he could determine its density. Since the densities of iron and gold are different, he did a test. He determined the density of the crown andpared it to the density of pure gold to see if they were the same. -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- When Feng Ming raised the issue of an earlier departure with the King of Fan Jia, he was surprised that the King readily agreed, and in a rather cheerful manner. After a series of discussions over organizing the envoy¡¯s return, the King changed the subject. He had caught word of Feng Ming¡¯s schrly ways and couldn¡¯t resist witnessing the talent himself. ¡°News has reached the Pce that Prince has deciphered one of the world¡¯s unsolved mathematical problems. Prince has shocked all by your abilities.¡± Feng Ming felt the eyes that had been carefully watching him dig deeper like thorns against his skin. Under all the attention, he forced a smile and waved his hand in dismissal. ¡°Your Highness tters me. However, An He should not be credited with such prestige as An He did not solve the problem. In fact it was the Regent King who imparted his knowledge.¡± ¡°Oh, it appears that Xi Rei¡¯s Rong Tian embodies the fearlessness of youth as well high intellect. King rong and the King of Li are both well distinguished men, and of high caliber in skills and talents. But who would have thought, that King Rong is well versed in mathematics!¡± The King of Li smiled and replied, ¡°Ruo Yan is not deserving of such high praise. It is King Rong whom is truly extraordinary. Ruo Yan has been enlightened by the Regent King¡¯s abilities. Moreover, it was a surprise that the Crowned Prince also embodies schrly intellect in addition to his attractive appearance. It can be said, they make a formidable pair.¡± As Ruo Yan spoke, his eyes traveled in an equivocal and unscrupulous manner along Feng Ming¡¯s body. The un-weed attention warranted an angry re from the Prince. Whilst the Fan Jia King was not paying attention, Ruo Yan seized the opportunity to toy with the Prince. He flicked his tongue outwards ever so slightly and motioned a gentle lick. The croquet gesture sent Feng Ming¡¯s reflex flying. His hand shot up to protectively cup the ear that the King had licked earlier. His eyes peeled back in shock. Feng Ming¡¯s naive reaction caused Ruo Yan to chuckle. The man lifted a cup of wine to his lips, and casually imposed, ¡°Since the Prince is proficient in the art of algorithms and such, Ruo Yan would like to seek guidance in a few difficult problems.¡± With Ruo Yan¡¯s persistent treading and provocations, Feng Ming was fuming with rage inside. ying his cards right, he maintained apletely calm and indifferent face. A nonchnt smile spread across his lips, ¡°Oh, certainly the outstanding King of Li does not possess problems he cannot resolve. Perhaps the purpose is to challenge An He¡¯s abilities.¡± Upon hearing the words exchanged between the two young men, the King of Fan Jia¡¯s interest perked. He had already notice an odd tension between the two when they had first entered his domain. Now they were confronting each other, and what better to do than to sit on the sideline and watch the show. Ruo Yan clicked his tongue in disapproval. ¡°How could I be as heartless as to purposely ce the Prince in an awkward situation? If Prince is afraid, then I shall refrain from detailing the questions in mind.¡± In this way, Feng Ming was going to lose face in front of the King of Fan Jia. He gave Ruo Yan a cold snort, ¡°King Ruo¡¯s question is?¡± Inside Feng Ming thought smugly: The Third Princess has promised to return with me to Xi Rei, even if I fail to answer your stupid question it won¡¯t be a chip off my shoulder in any respects! ¡°Then I shall proceed,¡± the smile extinguished from the King¡¯s face as he sternly gave the riddle. ¡°There is a giant boulder, weighing one thousand jins. There is a small child, and his arms are only able to lift ten jins. The question is¡how does the child move this rock?¡± Fan Jia¡¯s King bellowed a heartyugh, ¡°This is preposterous, is it joke? How could a child barely out of is diapers shift such a heavy boulder?¡± Feng Ming stood dumbfounded. He had no qualms in solving the question. He was surprised that the people who seem to be quite mathematically advance for their time had not grasped the fundamentalws of physics. Ruo Yan had anticipated his question would stump the Prince, he shed a smug grin towards the young man¡¯s direction. It was obvious the King was purposely pushing all of his buttons. Feng Ming was at boiling point and rage had been building inside him. Now tendrils of his rage was spilling out, encouraging him to abandon the fear that Ruo Yan normally incited in him. Feng Ming furthered the moment of silence, he feigned as if Ruo Yan had deliberately made things difficult for him. His brows knitted together as if he was deep in thought. Just when everyone thought the Prince would surrender and beg the King¡¯s pardon, Feng Ming suddenly clicked his tongue and shook his head with disappointment. Before solemnly replying, ¡°Why is King Ruo asking such a simple problem? Surely this can¡¯t be the most difficult and baffling unsolved problem in the Country of Li!¡± The Princeughed. ¡°The solution is easy! All you need is a long sturdy bamboo pole and a t stone. The two can be used together as a lever system. The position to where the fulcrum should rest can be calcted. A lever will amplify an input force. A small child can use his body as the counterweight...¡± Compared to mathematics, science was Feng Ming¡¯s element. As the men were dining, Feng Ming conveniently used his chopsticks as props to demonstrate the theory. His exnation was clear cut. The two King¡¯s were astounded.¡± In actual fact, schrs of Li had only recently made groundbreaking forms to solve the problem and had not release the news to the academic world. Ruo Yan had intended to use his knowledge against Feng Ming, only to have itpletely backfire as the Prince continued to exin the solution inyman terms. He was speechless. This Crowned Prince was clearly not a useless ¡®simpleton¡¯ as humor has it. There was a mysterious maism in the young man¡¯s behavior and appearance that attracted people to him. Unexpectedly, the Prince had the brains to match his seamless looks. Ruo Yan pondered for a moment, before revealing the next challenge. His sly eyes lit up. Feng Ming had been monitoring the Ruo Yan and he could tell the man was up to another devious act as he caught the slight change in the King¡¯s eyes. The Prince was no fool. He knew Ruo Yan was going to trouble him with another problem. As a counter measure Feng Ming took a pre emptive strike and stopped the King in his tracks. ¡°One hears of King Ruo¡¯s adept abilities in the field, An He has heard of an interesting mathematical problem. Would the King would be game to attempt an answer? Given the situation, the Prince had just responded to the King¡¯s supposedly ¡®advance¡¯ question. It would be embarrassing if he declined to answer one from the Prince. ¡°Please ask, Prince.¡± Ruo Yan sneered. ¡°A wealthy King wanted a new crown. He handed a craftsman five jins of pure gold. The craftsman was indeed a master artesian. When the crown was finished, it was worthy of gods. However, the King suspected the artesian pocketed gold when he was ¡®forging¡¯. He summoned his servants to weigh the crown, and indeed the crown weighed five jins. However, the King could not be entirely sure that his newly forge crown is pure gold. In fact he suspects that his crown has been contaminated with other metals. As for the question King Ruo, how would one determine whether the crown is gold or aposite metal formed from gold and silver?¡± After the Prince introduced the problem, the two King exchanged bewildered looks. No one would have thought the Prince would issue aplicated problem. The King of Fan Jia reached to touch his own crown as he wondered whether it too, was solid gold. Ruo Yan had a useful subordinate, Master Dong to assist him. Usually, they would be able to make a breakthrough. However, the Prince¡¯s question wasplicated and unfathomable. Ruo Yan could not help to specte that perhaps Xi Rei has overtaken Li in terms of mathematical schrship and knowledge. Perhaps Li was no longer the dominant force that means his country will lose the prestige of being number one. As advance as Li was, it was possible Xi Rei has been secretly overtaking them. A dark thought crossed Ruo Yan¡¯s mind, ¡®perhaps we will need to capture the Prince and force him to spill some secrets...¡¯ The young King¡¯s eyes fixed onto the Prince. Feng Ming was ted with his next revtion. He was oblivious to the strange look aimed at him. Instead, he was thinking about the glory he would receive when he exins one of ancient Greece¡¯s greatest discovers to these ¡®ancient¡¯ people. Underneath the stoic face he presented, he could hardly contain himself. Trying to suppress hisughter had his stomach tying knots. Given the King of Fan Jia had a daughter who was a master in mathematics, over the year he too had developed interested in the discipline. Feng Ming¡¯s question definitely held his interest. After pondering the solution, the King relented and inquired, ¡°Such a difficult question, Prince, how does one determine whether the crown is pure gold?¡± Feng Ming soaked his sess, feeding off Ruo Yan¡¯s deting ego. In a matter of fact tone he replied, ¡°Actually, it is quite simple. Your Highness, which is bigger in size, five jins of silver or five jins of gold?¡± The King answered with no dy, ¡°Naturally, it would be five jins of silver! Then if you mix silver and gold, that means the alloy would berger than just solid gold.¡± ¡°That is spot on, however even if an alloyed crown is heavier. The king¡¯s crown was designed with intricate carving details. How does one differentiate whether the crown was conveniently carved down to the appropriate size and weight?¡± Feng Ming pped his hands excitedly. ¡°If the King would be as kind as to organise two identical basins and have them filled to the brim with water. Once you ce your crown and five jins of pure gold, you shall receive an answer!¡± ** Ruo Yan is an intelligent man thus even without a demonstration, the solution immediately clicked in his head. However, his face was stered with astonishment. There was an intensity in his eyes are he stared at the young man in awe. Such a simple and strange method to solve such a difficult problem was entirely foreign and unheard of. After a further lengthy two hour discussion in the King¡¯s chambers, Feng Ming not only obtained permission to set off the next day, he also gained victory over the King Ruo. The man suffered aplete defeat; with his tail between his legs Feng Ming wore his triumph with stride, as he marched out of the pce gates. Catching sight of their Prince, General Tong, Official Xia and Li Er immediately swarmed towards him. ¡°Prince, what was the oue?¡± ¡°Oh, actually when I was on my way to see the King, I encountered the King of Li, Rou Yan.¡± Feng Ming sounded dejected. ¡°What?¡± General Tong face was pale with rm, he persisted, ¡°Was Rou Yan¡¯s intention to interfere and create problems?¡± ¡°Perhaps he has blocked Prince¡¯s departure from Fan Jia?¡± Official Xia added. The two men¡¯splexion had seen better days, their face were solemn and anticipating an answer from their Prince. Both were deeply repenting for not apanying the Prince. ¡°About that¡.¡± He wore a poker face and teased in a stern voice. Feng Ming calmly observed the two men¡¯s nervous behavior before giving away the game in a loud burst of giggles! ¡°Haha! I am going to die ofughter. Get inside the carriage and I will exin the rest!¡± Once the men loaded themselves on the carriage, Feng Ming exined the happenings in chronological order. As he vividly recounted the events that folded out, he guffawed endlessly. When he reached the part describing Ruo Yan¡¯splete embarrassment he almost fell off his seat. ¡±Don¡¯t you guys think it¡¯s hrious too?¡± Feng Ming prompted as he hugged his stomach. Feng Ming was the only one giggling away at his story. The three men had listened on with gripping concern. Their faces only showed dismay. They exchanged nces before Official Xia finally broke their silence, ¡°This strange method of solving the problem, how in the world did Prince conceive such a solution?¡± General Tong followed, ¡°Surely such a technique is our country¡¯s national treasure, yet Prince so casually divulged this information to a tyrannical man like Ruo Yan?¡± ¡°I am more afraid that Prince has made his abilities apparent, Ruo Yan will not let you off the hook for his shame.¡± Lie Er bit his lower lip and spoke in a timid voice. Feng Ming didn¡¯t take offence from the trio¡¯s doubts, instead he thumped his hand against his chest and proimed, ¡°Nothing to fear, I am well versed in many disciplines, water discement and density calctions are merely a scratch on the surface of what I know. Anyhow, scientific knowledge should be shared to allow for advances. As for the King of Li, Ruo Yan...¡± The mere thought of the man reminded Feng Ming of the King¡¯s inappropriate behavior. Feng Ming trembled with the mental back-shes but forced the imagery out of his mind. Consoling him-self, he muttered softly, ¡®Regardless, we will be leaving for Fan Jia tomorrow. If he dares to approach Xi Rei and tries to make an advance at me again, Rong Tian will exterminate him!¡¯ ¡°What advance?!¡± The three men shouted out in unison. Feng Ming would rather die than have such an embarrassing thing out to public so he quickly dismissed any notions of being ¡®molested¡¯, ¡°No, you guys are jumping to conclusions!¡± - - - - - - - - - When the Prince returned to the hostel with his small party, the positive news quickly spread, evoking uproars of happiness. After all, everyone had been away from home for a long time. Everyone was yearning to return to their homnd. Messengers were also sent to inform the Third Princess of the departure, asking her to meet the envoy at the main gates of the city. They will finally leave for Xi Rei. It was an asion to be celebrated, that evening a big feast was held. General Tong brought out two enormous jars of expensive and high quality rice wine. They were gifts from the King of Fan Jia. Uponying his eyes on the prized alcohol, Official Xia smoothly gravitated towards them. Chiu Lan and the other servants were encouraged to join in the festivities. General Tong also insisted Feng Ming try the rare wine. Since discovering Lie Er in between his bedsheets thest time he drank. Feng Ming was firm about not drinking alcohol. However, his determination was extremely weak against peer pressure. His cheeky maids urged him on and Lie Er was beside him, coaxing cup after cup. His low alcohol tolerance emerged once again, first he lost his sense of direction and then he suffered aplete ck out. The Prince suddenly woke in the middle of the night, his head in a daze as the drunkard stupor was beginning to wear off. At least they had tucked him in. However, his eyes flicked open as soon as he sensed something was out of line. Turning on his bed, he found himself looking intorge ssy eyes. ¡°You are in my bed, AGAIN!?¡± Feng Ming shrieked. The familiar face was sharing his sheets. Lie Er had not been asleep. The young man blinked innocently, ¡°Prince, it¡¯s not my fault! You are being unreasonable. I was in charge of escorting Prince to rest, yet when Lie Er tried to leave Lie Er was tugged down and held tight. Prince was crying and kicking and demanding I stayed.¡± Feng Ming was exasperated he scolded, ¡°Didn¡¯t I give orders to douse me with cold water to wake me up?¡± Lie Er shook his head, ¡°No, not on a cold day, the Prince can easily fall sick.¡± ¡°Let me get ill, it is better than forcing you into bed!¡± he eximed. ¡°With tomorrow set for departure, wouldn¡¯t the Prince falling to illness be thest objective?¡± His servant reasoned. ¡°That...,¡± Feng Ming was speechless. Damn the boy had a point. ¡°Moreover, Lie Er behaved, Prince can check and see that Lie Er is still wearing his undergarments.¡± With that said his servant yfully grabbed his hand under the sheets and ran it down his clothed body. Feng Ming quickly flung his hand out of the boy¡¯s grip and gently pushed the other¡¯s body back. ¡°No touching! No contact¡± He enforced. Suddenly, Feng Ming noticed Lie Er¡¯s face was contorted in difort. He moaned loudly in pain. The Prince had no idea what he had triggered. ¡°What¡¯s wrong Lie Er?¡± ¡°Nothing.¡± Lie Er lied between gritted teeth and he shook his head for a faulty attempt at reassurance. Hearing his reply and seeing the boy¡¯s facial reaction, Feng Ming was not convinced. Riding on his suspicions he prompted. ¡°Are you sick?¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing.¡± ¡°Then why are you guarding your chest? Let me have a look.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t mine me your Highness.¡± Being told not to care about his subordinate, Feng Ming was driven to find the answer. He was pretty confident that Lie Er was trying to conceal something from him. With a loud snort of defiance, he stated, ¡°The more you deny me, the more I want to see.¡± Using new grappling techniques he had learnt from Rong Tian, Feng Ming wrestled Lie Er into a submissive position. The young man tried to wriggle his way out. He gasped in pain, his face waning in color before he finally submitted and asked for mercy. ¡°Alright, Lie Er will let Prince see, but please do not ask anything. Lie Er will keep his mouth shut.¡± The servant finally removed the hand he held protectively over his chest. Feng Ming reached between the openings of his garment and felt his chest. To his surprise, the young man¡¯s chest was bound in thickyers of gauze. ¡°You are hurt?¡± he swallowed in shock. Lie Er nodded. ¡°When did you get this injury? Who did this to you?¡± Lie Er looked at his master dearly, his eyes were smiling as if they seem to reflect what was on his mind, ¡®look, you are already asking a million questions.¡¯ Feeling moisture at his fingertips, Feng Ming eximed, ¡°This is terrible! You are bleeding profusely!¡± Lie Er immediately reached to cover his master¡¯s mouth and said, ¡°Your Highness, don¡¯t be so loud!¡± ¡°We have to re-dress your wound right now!¡± he insisted. Lie Er sighed, resigning to his master¡¯s doting. ¡°The medicinal herbs are in my room.¡± In a valiant manner, Feng Ming immediately volunteered, ¡°I will fetch it for you.¡± ¡°People can¡¯t know about this, please Prince.¡± ¡°Ah...¡± Feng Ming recalled that Lie Er was a man of suspicion, perhaps the reason why he was hurt... Lie Er was very sensitive to the change in the Prince¡¯s eyes. He voiced himself, ¡°Does Prince suspect Lie Er of wrong doing?¡± ¡°That¡¯s not the ...¡± Lie Er interrupted him, his eyes staring sternly into his own. ¡°Prince,¡± Lie Er said cordially, ¡°Please believe Lie Er, Lie Er will never harm Prince.¡± Feng Ming peered into Lie Er¡¯s eyes. The boy was watering up. He nodded. ¡°I believe you. I believe that you will never harm me. Okay, I will sneak out and retrieve your medicine.¡± He briskly climbed out of bed and draped a cloak around his slender form to brace the cold outside. His footsteps were soft as he made his way towards Lie Er¡¯s room. There was no snow on this night but the winter winds were unrelenting. As soon as he opened his bedroom doors, the wind bombarded his exposed cheeks and sent chills up and down his body. Cautiously he tipped toed his way to Lie Er¡¯s room, once he was inside he rummaged through the young man¡¯s belongings. Sure enough, he found medicine and wrappings. However, there were also a few questionable items and artifacts. Perhaps these are contraptions that a spy would use in this era. Lie Er had a certain gift, one wanted to trust his every words. Feng Ming had surprised himself. He had wholeheartedly believed him. Wanting to return to help his servant he quickly grabbed the items and left. Stepping back out to the hostile weather, Feng Ming thought inwardly: Certainly everyone is nice and cozy in their beds in this forsaken weather. Only this sneaky Prince was out prowling the darkness, but what if he was mistaken for a thief... On that thought, a sh of movement suddenly caught the corner of Feng Ming¡¯s eyes. He barely whisked around to catch the shadow of a tall ckened man. Feng Ming¡¯s eyes were going to pop out of the socket, when he wanted to scream for help, the ck figure¡¯s hand mped down tightly over his lips immediately extinguishing his voice. The tall and threatening stranger had raided the Prince¡¯s temporary residence and dared to attack the Prince of Xi Rei! Under whosemand was this assant working under? What a miserable end! Regret washed over the Prince. Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut instead of parading his victory over Ruo Yan. Did the King take offence? Was this an assassin to root out the trouble? Oh, god what kind of torture was he in for! With his thoughts running a mile a second, Feng Ming was feeling light headed. The strong man, kept his hand firmly over the Prince¡¯s mouth. The other hand pinned the young man¡¯s hands behind his back. The strangers form was pushing against him leaving no room to maneuver. The hidden eyes stared into Feng Ming¡¯s panic-stricken ones. He pressed his masked face against the side of the Prince¡¯s ears and bit down lightly. The masked man softlyughed. ¡°Did you miss me?¡± teased a familiar voice. As soon as the man whispered into Feng Ming¡¯s ear, the Prince¡¯s world was shaken upside down. His hands that were bound tightly were suddenly freed. Feng Ming flipped around and punched the man hard in the stomach. Through gritted teeth he scolded, ¡°Rong Tian! You bastard! I...¡± Before he could finish chewing his lover out, Rong Wang¡¯s hand snapped over his mouth again. Feng Ming was scared half to death, he even had tears welling up. His fist pounded against Rong Tian¡¯s chest endlessly. Rong Tian pulled down his mask to exposed the handsome and chiseled face that Feng Ming had yearned for. The taller man removed his hand from his lover¡¯s mouth and quickly reced it with his own to smoother the Prince¡¯s rage. The little Prince continued to thump fists against the King¡¯s chest. Nothing could ever beat the taste of the Prince¡¯s soft and sweet lips. Once their lips touched, they battled and attacked each other with their tongues. The anger inside Feng Ming was turned into a fevered passion. Rong Tian gave his lover a thorough oral inspection as his techniques melted the Prince into a wanton mass. Their contact broke only when Feng Ming was beginning to suffocate. Now that the Prince¡¯s anger was sedated he allowed himself to be held in the King¡¯s embrace. In the dead of the night, King Rong pulled his lover in the shadows of a corner out of sight from passer-bys. ¡°Why are you here all of a sudden?¡± ¡°Once I caught news of King Ruo¡¯s presence in Fan Jia, I immediately set off. How can I allow you to be thrown into a pit with a vicious wolf?¡± He shed Feng Ming a doting smile, and pulled the young man closer. ¡°What about Xi Rei?¡± ¡°No one knows that I have left, it won¡¯t be an issue as long as we get back at god¡¯s speed. Once we return, you will ascend the throne.¡± ¡°Even General Tong and Official Xia are in the dark?¡± ¡°Yes, there is no need to let anyone else know about my presence in Fan Jia. Otherwise it will be dangerous.¡± Feng Ming pointed out his w, ¡°Then why are you telling me that you are supposedly in hiding? I am telling you now, I am quite stupid. I won¡¯t be able to hide you well!¡± ¡°Now, how is my little Prince stupid? The Prince¡¯s abilities and intelligence has shocked the world.¡± He praised. Rong Wang grinned, as he fondly bit his favorite spot on Feng Ming¡¯s ear. ¡°As for keeping concealed, that¡¯s not much of a challenge. All I need to do is to hide in the Prince¡¯s bed.¡± ¡°It was the Prince who taught me that ¡®Every moment of a lover¡¯s tryst is precious¡¯.¡± Rong Tian grabbed his hand and pulled him towards his bedroom. In my bed? Then it clicked. Feng Ming had been so engrossed with seeing his lover to the point that his mind hadpletely nked out on his original objectives. Now that they were heading towards his ¡®bed¡¯, Feng Ming remembered Lie Er! Lie Er who was lying partially undressed in his bed! As he was dragged to the door, Feng Ming broke into a cold sweat. Chapter Volume 2 16 Trantion notes: Yong Yin (country)¨C Yong Yin was formally called Ruo Yan, however, as the country shared its name with the King of Li it was changed - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Rong Wang was on the verge of making his way through the doors when Feng Ming moved with lightening speed to barricade him. His reaction speed was akin to a cat that had its tail treaded on ¡°Don¡¯t go in!¡± Rong Wang was baffled by his sudden insistence. ¡°Why?¡± he asked his eyes boring down onto his lover. ¡°Because¡because¡¡± Feng Ming¡¯s frantic eyes locked onto Rong Tian¡¯s own, his hands reached to dab at the sweat beading off his forehead. ¡°That¡¯s because my sleeping pallet is not big enough for the two of us to share!¡± He nervously observed Rong Wang¡¯s reaction in fear the man was suspicious of his hidden agenda. Rong Wang cast a fleeting confused look at the closed doors, then, as if it suddenly dawned upon him, a gentle smile grew from his lips. ¡°Is that so?¡± hemented before he stepped forwards and sandwiched the Prince between him and the cold wood of the entry Hisrge hand reached up to lightly caress Feng Ming¡¯s lips, before bending his own to spoil them with a soft kiss. He pulled the young man into his arms. ¡±Standing outside at this temperature is turning you to ice.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s seductive maism quickly distracted Feng Ming¡¯s initial motives of his guilty conscience. ¡°If the bed is unfitting, why don¡¯t you rest on top of me?¡± With that said, Rong Tian kicked the doors open and whisked the Prince inside. He lifted the boy effortlessly into his arms before striding towards the bedchamber. The warm air moved like currents embracing their chilled forms. The room was fragrant and threads of smoke danced in the air from the daily incense that Chiu Lan had set alit. Soon the pair was directly across from the bed in which Lie Erid. ¡°The bed is spacious enough.¡± The King judged, ncing down at Feng Ming who was nestled in the crook of his arms. Feng Ming¡¯s heart could just about bungee jump from his chest, his face paled. ¡°As long as you feel it is big enough.¡± Inwardly, he added - Three will be a crowd¡ The delicate tassels highlighted the fine drapery that hung on the bed frame creating a private cloaked space for within. It was this cover that was prolonging the agony. Feng Ming watched Rong Tian in gripping silence as the older man carried him step by step closer to where an imminent storm brewed, spelling his doom He prayed. God, I hope Lie Er was smart enough to hear us and made his way out without a trace. Please be an empty bed. It has to be an empty bed! Otherwise I am a dead man¡ With his eyes shut and deep in prayer, a soft and attractive voice waffled from behind the partition. ¡°Prince has finally returned, why was Prince out for such a length of time?¡± Rong Tian halted in his footsteps with the unexpected voice. He coldly stared at the drapes before slowly turning his attention to the man in his arms and giving Feng Ming a condescending look The eyes ring into him made Feng Ming tremble with fear his guts harbored a foreboding feeling that Rong Tian would violently rape him as punishment Even if he didn¡¯t have sex with Lie Er, Rong Wang would never believe him. Grotesque and disturbing images of sick and twisted revenge taken out by jealous men from Ancient history shed in Feng Ming¡¯s mind. Oh, he trembled from top to toe. Rong Wang issued him a deceiving smile before gently asking, ¡°Feng Ming are you cold? You are shivering.¡± The fake sincere smile the King was fronting was a hundred fold more dangerous than any threat from Ruo Yan. This is a disaster! What a cruel world! Is this the calm before the tempest? Feng Ming primal instinct had him close his eyes tight, like an ostrich he buried his face into the crook of the King¡¯s arms. Rong Tian chuckled suggestively, prompting the Prince to rest on the bedside, one hand reached to lift the drapes to reveal Lie Er. The servant was in a simple tunic, his body reclined on the bed with one white jade-like arm propping up his head. The boy¡¯s childlike eyes met with the intensive re of the King. Feng Ming held his breath, his thoughts in conflict. Should I or shouldn¡¯t I help Lie Er? If I save him it would be even harder to wash away this misunderstanding! If I don¡¯t do anything¡ ¡°Why are you here?¡± demanded an unimpressed Rong Tian. Caving into the tremendous mental pressure, Feng Ming could cry he shied away from the bed. ¡°I don¡¯t know! I don¡¯t know anything!¡± the Prince proimed. Lie Er reaction was to the contrary, in a calm manner he lifted the quilt and slipped out of the bed to kneel obediently at the King¡¯s feet. In a small voice he made grace. ¡°Lie Er pays his respects to his master. Today is the Prince¡¯sst day in Fan Jia territory. Lie Er is worried, so stayed watchfully beside His Highness.¡± The young servant lifted to nce at the Regent King¡¯s expression. Seeing that there was no advert expression, heughed yfully. ¡°Lie Er has not done anything. Prince belongs to the master. Lie Er dares not meddle.¡±¡± ¡°I will forgive you for not daring! You have grown! However, you are still so mischievous and frivolous, nothing like your mature brother!¡± King Rong gave a cold snort, ¡°Have you settled matters in Yong Yin?¡±** ¡°Lie Er received Master¡¯s instructions and secretly arranged to exterminate his post. Ensuring that no trace is left to doubt my disappearance in Yong Yin, the King of Yong Yin truly believes I have died of illness.¡± He replied dutifully. The King made a sound of approval. ¡°You have been carrying out espionage in Yong Yin long enough it was time you returned to Xi Rei.¡± Rong Tian nodded and then turned his attention to the Prince that sat stupefied on the sidelines. ¡°Feng Ming, I will let you know, I have assigned my best men to safeguard you. You have met Rong Hu. Although Lie Er is naughty, he is quick witted and adept at dealing with contingencies. I feel a little peace of mind to know they are by your side.¡± ¡ ¡ Thump! ¡°Feng Ming? Feng Ming!?¡± Rong Tian¡¯s deep voice permeated the room as he looked at the Prince in distress. ¡°Master, it appears the Prince has fainted...¡± --- --- --- --- The next day, the envoy from Xi Rei finally departed with an additional member, the Third Princess. Their departure was majestic and grand. However, during this period it was said that the Prince had fallen ill. In the carriage he settled in seclusion to nurse his ailments along the beginning of a long journey home. It appears when the Prince was ¡®sick¡¯ he had a bad temper. From time to time one could hear him curse along with the various sounds of objects being smashed. Not to mention the sharp sound of skin being pped. For everyone on the outside, they all inwardly awed by the male chambein on the receiving end of the abuse. Curiously, each time Lie Er left the carriage he was unscathed,pletely without even a slightest bruise on his face. After three or four days the bitter chiding and cluttering of random items died down. Instead, they were now reced with interesting moans that made people blush. The curtains that decorated the carriage in winter were thick and far from transparent. One would could only listen on and imagine what was taking ce inside. ¡°Chiu Lan listen, they are¡¡± giggled Chiu Yue. ¡°They are what? Lie Er is good looking, it¡¯s only natural the Prince would give into temptation.¡± Chiu Xingmented. ¡°Well it¡¯s not like I am saying anything about it in particr but I am afraid someone might feel¡¡± teased Chiu Yue before Chiu Xing pped her on the shoulder. Pouting as she scolded, ¡°Don¡¯t make fun of me! The Prince¡¯s business with Lie Er has nothing to do with me!¡± Chiu Yue choked back herughter before giving her ymate what she wanted to hear. ¡°Yes, yes. It¡¯s not any of our high and mighty Chiu Yue¡¯s business. Nheless, how would the Regent King handle the matter when we return to Xi Rei?¡± On the other hand, General Tong ushered his horse to stride beside Official Xia¡¯s to ask question that has been bothering him. ¡°Official Xia, we¡¯ve been on the road for four days yet the Prince has not shown his face this¡¡± Official Xia waved battered his fan back and forth, stroked his beard and exined, ¡°A journey can be lonely, Lie Eris a rare specimen. Would General Tong be so eager as to dampen the Prince¡¯s leisure?¡± ¡°But if this persists¡I am afraid there will be detrimental affects to the Prince¡¯s body.¡± ¡°No ailments shall reign over the Prince¡¯s body as long as Official Xia is around, General Tong can rest assured.¡± The matter was settled and the party continued to travel day and night for another two days where they finally left the borders of Fan Jia. They will now travel through Yong Yin for another seven days before they would reach Xi Rei. Chapter Volume 2 17 Path of a king: In this context, General Tong is trying to say that Feng Ming must not fall victim to bedroom lust. As in the past, a King must live for his people and country ¨C this was when King¡¯s lived in a more honorable time. Trantionplexity (a) ·³ (fan) In this sequence, it is a y on words in Chinese, as this character means to annoy and trouble. So RT means if he meets with ¡®trouble¡¯ ¨C i.e. dies. -- -- -- --- --- --- --- --- -- -- -- Just as they had moved closer to Yong Yin territory, news of Fan Jia¡¯s King death due to illness reached them. Everyone who was aware of the situation could only marvel at Official Xia¡¯s incredible foresight. Once the Third Princess was informed, she fell into deep sorrow and wept for her loss. Inside her carriage her tears flowed out. Her misery extinguished her energy. In the Prince¡¯s quarters, Feng Ming attempted on many asions to escape from Rong Tian¡¯s clutches and after much difficulty he finally slipped out to console the Princess. ¡°Please royal Aunt, you are going to overexert yourself. The King had been sick for a length of time, this¡this¡¡± the words were caught in his throat, finding it hard to carry on the topic when the Princess¡¯s face was stained with tears. Feng Ming was unable to give her any advice. In all honestly, his time with thete King was short and the man had left no real impression. Secondly, it was obvious to all that the King¡¯s death was sudden and worthy of suspicion. However, he and Third Princess understood this moment was not the appropriate time to instigate investigations. Regardless of what era or dimension there are always conspiracies and treacherous schemes being brewed and carried forth. It is a sad fact of human nature. Feng Ming spent a long timeforting the grief stricken woman. Whilst he sat beside her, he could not help but to think about his own situation. What would happen if he did not have Rong Tian? How many times would he have been devoured by his enemies? The thoughts gave him an unappetizing gut feeling, he released a heavy sigh. His Aunty continued to weep in bouts of soft sobs, seeing Feng Ming had apanied her for the worst part she finally decided to pack away her emotions. She wiped away her tears and finally broke her silence, ¡°Father has departed and my tears are worthless. When I think of my absence beside my father when his life expired, I feel burdened that I have failed my filial duties. Being born in royalty has numerous challenges. There are times when one will be helpless. These tears of mine are inadequate.¡± She heaved, changing the subject. ¡°Oh! My dear Prince, you must take care of yourself. Hearsay in days past you had a cold and was confined to your carriage.¡± Feng Ming¡¯s face burned before he dipped his face down and murmured, ¡°Yes, indeed. An He shall wear enough clothing to avoid catching a cold again.¡± Inside the Prince cursed the Regent King who was avaricious, insatiable and above all, his vigor knew no boundary. He remained for a short time to offer more words of support before finally slipping out of the Princess¡¯s carriage. As soon as he made his exit, he was greeted by General Tong and Official Xia. ¡°In two more hours we shall cross the official borders into Yong Yin. A grand feast and entertainment has been arranged to wee Prince¡¯s arrival.¡± ¡°That¡¯s great progress! We will finally leave Fan Jia¡¯s territory.¡± The Prince recalled how generous Master Zhang had been when he held a reception for the envoy. He swallowed before nervously raising a matter with Official Xia, ¡°Official Xia, if Master Zhang approaches me to be his drinking buddy you must intercept him! I don¡¯t want to end up with another Lie Er.¡± ¡°Another Lie Er in your possession wouldn¡¯t be a bad thing right? Prince will feel less lonely along this journey.¡± General Tongughed heartedly at Feng Ming¡¯s expense and he lowered his voice, speaking with a serious tone. ¡°In earnest, Prince must take care of his body, making love excessively is not the path of a King.¡± ** Feng Ming¡¯s face froze from the totally unexpected advice. Snapping back to normal function, a forceful smile crept along his lips, ¡°Right, right it isn¡¯t a road a King should walk along.¡± You should be telling the bastard Rong Wang instead of me! The men continued to converse about matters, afterwards each returned to their carriage to sit back for the journey. As soon as Feng Ming stepped into his quarters, he was lifted up into a tight embrace. Arge coarse hand slid behind his neck and began snaking southwards into the folds of his clothing. Feng Ming clenched his teeth before fiercely chiding the perpetrator, ¡°Don¡¯t you find yourself annoying? All day long you just don¡¯t stop! We are leaving Fan Jia¡¯s territory and you are in no threat apart from mine when I kick you out!¡± **(a) A deep man¡¯s voice whisperedzily into his ear, ¡°If I don¡¯t annoy you one day, you will cry yourself to death.¡± **(a) ¡°I want to cry right now, take a good look at your handiwork on my neck! What have you done with your bites?¡± The Prince couldn¡¯t help but to give therger built man behind him a sharp elbow thrust. The attack didn¡¯t even make a dent. It didn¡¯t stop Rong Wang from ying along and replying with an exchange. ¡°Ouch! Be careful you might hurt your arm doing that!¡± Feng Ming was not impressed he gave the King a grunt of frustration. Lie Er was immune to his two master¡¯s daily drama, instead of paying any mind he sat quietly in the corner with his attention tucked inside a book. The King¡¯srge hands refused to stay ideal as they expertly slipped further downwards. ¡°Don¡¯t touch me!¡± ¡°If you want me to stop touching you then let me enter you.¡± The King had no disgrace in his direct proposal while keeping his voice sultry. Feng Ming immediately declined with a shake of his head, his voice hinting at his cowardice. ¡°I don¡¯t want to because it will hurt.¡± ¡°Again with ¡®it will hurt¡¯. The King frowned beforeining, ¡°You can¡¯t refuse my touch.¡± ¡°Irrespective of your demands, as long as I feel pain you will have to restrain yourself.¡± ¡°Nesting together in such close proximity each day, who can resist?¡± he argued. ¡°Take Lie Er for a model example, he is great!¡± ¡°Oh,¡± Rong Wang shot the young servant a nce, ¡°Would he dare?¡± Even though Lie Er appeared as if he waspletely engrossed in reading, his ear was always perked. He quickly put down his book and respectfully replied, ¡°No, I would never.¡± The servant muffled hisugh at Feng Ming¡¯s expense. The Prince¡¯s face was like glowing embers, he took out his frustration by punching the Regent King¡¯s waist. ¡°If you bother me again, I will scream and tell our men that you deserted your post in Xi Rei!¡± The King clicked his tongue. ¡°And whom did I secretly and unconditionally rush across the ins to Fan Jia for?¡± This deadlock atmosphere between the two lovers remained for most of the day, however, their bickering eventually died down. Eventually, their conversation steered into serious business. ¡°Now that we are out of Fan Jia, we have more reason to be cautious. If Ruo Yan was to deal with you he may have an unpleasant surprise waiting for you in Yong Yin¡¯s territory.¡± ¡°I have nothing to fear!¡± dered a very smug Prince who proceeded toughed slyly. ¡°I¡¯ve got you, General Tong and his elite troupes. I am not afraid of any challenges. Even if the heavens were against me you will be my shield.¡± ¡°As a Crowned Prince, one should put himself in the lead¡¡±mented the King. ¡°That won¡¯t be the case once we are back in Xi Rei.¡± Completely carefree he shrugged. ¡°Hey, speaking of which Fan Jia must be in for a ride. There will be a funeral held for Fan Jia¡¯ste King. Cmity is bound to ensue inside the pce. There must be a fierce battle for the throne, who do you suppose will take the top spot?¡± ¡°Who do you want it to be?¡± the King prompted. ¡°Well, I don¡¯t have anyone in mind¡¡± Feng Ming had stopped mid speech to p the King¡¯s wayward hand as a bonus it followed his trademark re. ¡°Actually, I hope Gui Sen doesn¡¯t ascend the throne. He has been colluding with Ruo Yan to work against me.¡± ¡°Hmph! I manage to escape their crafty schemes based on my wit and critical thinking.¡± Rong Wang gave a rare nod of agreement, ¡°I don¡¯t think the sessor will be Gui Sen.¡± ¡°What¡¯s the reason?¡± Feng Ming looked at the man intrigued by hisment. ¡°Isn¡¯t Gui Sen the eldest husband inw and by default he is next in line right? He also has the support of Ruo Yan. It would be a wonder if he doesn¡¯t be King! You must have been up to no good! Rong Wang was proud of himself. He lowered his face and nipped at Feng Ming¡¯s earlobe. ¡°Who forced him to make a move against my man?¡± he reasoned. Feng Ming gave him a displeased humph! ¡°Don¡¯t try to trick me! As if I¡¯d believe that a scoundrel like you would do all this for me!¡± ¡°Hasn¡¯t everything been for your sake?¡± The King¡¯s face was not suited for a miserable expression, what he was showing Feng Ming was rather amusing. The Prince broke the strange atmosphere by jesting with the King. After a while they left the tangent and returned to Fan Jia¡¯s session matters. ¡°Gui Sen is indeed a capable man, but as far as I know, the second inw, Long Tian is a greater force.¡± ¡°Oh? I¡¯ve never seen the second.¡± This perked the Prince¡¯s interest, he keenly pressed, ¡°Given the inws I have seen, it appears that very attractive men are married into the family. What does the second inw look like? ¡°Extremely handsome and a man of high caliber yet he is still less attractive than yours truly.¡± Rong Wang replied shamelessly. The Prince targeted the earlier spot with a healthy punch. Rong Tian shook his head, ¡°Gee, looks like you are bing more uncouth and outrageous, once we get back to Xi Rei I will thoroughly deal with you.¡± Since making Feng Ming faint from suspense Rong Tian was subjected to daily encounters of his lover¡¯s irritated fist. Each time the King harassed him the young man offered him a punch or a kick in return, though to the King the abuse was more endearing than it was painful. Any fear of the King had been erased from Feng Ming as now he held his nose high and could boldly der, ¡°Since leaving for Fan Jia on my ambassador mission, it was made aware to me that I possess charm and unparalleled knowledge, above your own.¡± The Prince broke free from the arms that were lugged around him. He turned around to look Rong Tian square in the eyes before smirking, ¡°You should quickly beg me to teach you my knowledge on mathematics or else you will make a fool of yourself in front of the Third Princess!¡± The ambient temperature inside the small room was as warm as spring, Feng Ming¡¯s face was flushed from being hot and bothered. The King tugged at the Prince¡¯s cor loosening the material to reveal silky white skin that was stered with hickeys that had been left by him. The Prince¡¯s lips were pursed into a yful pout, even though Rong Tian was used to seeing the younger man¡¯s face, he couldn¡¯t help but be intoxicated by the boy¡¯s natural allure. He studied the Prince with admiration before pulling the boy into his arms. ¡°Alright, I will beg you.¡± ¡°Well, if you want me to teach you any mathematics, you must kneel before me and call me your master!¡± ¡°I am not begging you to teach me any knowledge.¡± Rong Tian whispered into his ears, ¡°I am begging you to promise me that you will never leave my side again.¡± Feng Ming was stumped by the King¡¯s sudden proposal. He could even feel his nose tingle and his eyes water. He gritted his teeth and dabbed his eyes with his sleeve. ¡°Who exactly is the guilty party here? Obviously you forced me to go to Fan Jia, and now you are audacious enough to act if I was the one that deserted you.¡± Spat the Prince. ¡°Yes, that was my fault.¡± admitted the King. ¡°Less of this nauseating sappy talk, you were on about Fan Jia¡¯s second King in line. You were saying how handsome he was before you digressed on the topic. Hurry and continue.¡± ¡°Yes, Prince An He.¡± He mocked the Prince. But as always when it came to discussing serious matters Rong Tian was full of enthusiasm. ¡°Long Tian is not an active man on the political scene. He keeps to himself and is well conserved and responsible. One would feel that he knows his ce. Thus, his outward appearance is misleading, hiding his true potential and abilities. In fact, he is one of the most intelligent schrs of his generation, a formidable man. Thus, if I was Ruo Yan I wouldn¡¯t invest my stakes on Gui Sen, a man who rolls in the limelight. He is most likely fostering support for Long Tian in the background.¡± The King exined. ¡°If he wants to keep a tamed puppet to do his bidding, wouldn¡¯t a useless person be more beneficial?¡± suggested his lover. Rong Wang looked on with appreciation, ¡°Pretty good reasoning, on the other hand are you aware of Long Tian¡¯s origins?¡± ¡°His origins?¡±Feng Ming shook his head and his dark eyes glimmered with intrigue as they beckoned the King. Rong Wang couldn¡¯t resist he smiled and gently kissed the boy. Feng Ming pushed the King off with a frown, ¡°Okay that¡¯s enough! Don¡¯t keep people in suspense.¡± He reprimanded. The King sighed, ¡°I should have never let you leave Xi Rei as an ambassador. Since being abroad you have developed a temper.¡± He shook his head disapproving in a melodramatic manner before finishing his story. ¡°At a tender age, Long Tian traveled the realms to gain knowledge. He was originally from Yong Yin. He was very young when he arrived in Fan Jia where he met the second Princess. Not long after he married her and became the second inw.¡± ¡°Sounds like a nice saga.¡± ¡°An Xun and Gui Sen were suspicious of his history so they had secretly arranged an nvestigation but their spies could not find any leads.¡± ¡°Or perhaps he really didn¡¯t have much background, but what was more important was that he was a skilled man, just like me¡± Feng Ming boasted brazenly. Rong Tian shook his head, his gaze lifted and his eyes appeared to stare off to the distance. ¡°Long Tian identity is dubious, he did note from a prominent family, yet he gained the favor of the Second Princess and married into the royal family. No matter how you look at it, there has to be a force behind this arrangement. I have my reservations as I suspect he is from Li.¡± ¡°Li?¡± Feng Ming was surprised by the revtion but immediately pondered over the situation. ¡°If it is like that, then once Long Tian ascends the throne, wouldn¡¯t Ruo Yan annex his kingdom? But even if Long Tian is originally from Li, it is unlikely he would obediently hand over the reign.¡± ¡°Ruo Yan has ess to rare and unique medicines on his side, Long Tian may even be held hostage over his own life. Perhaps it was Ruo Yan that organized the deadly concoction of poison to be administered slowly to Fan Jia¡¯s King. This would have secured an early date for Long Tian¡¯s session to the throne.¡± Feng Ming was speechless, "That puts a twist to the plot! We may have wrongfully suspected Gui Sen. General Tong had even approached the Third Princess to inform her about the conspiracy that was brewing. We even borrowed her word of mouth to alert, thete King of Fan Jia. By doing so, we have unknowingly aided Long Tian''s cause." Once the Prince finished, Rong Wang tensed. Feng Ming could feel the muscles holding him stricken. He whisked his head around and beckoned, "What''s wrong?" "That''s right...Xi Rei provided a catalyst to elerate Ruo Yan¡¯s...." Rong Wang''s face was stern, deep in thought as he was picking his brains with this challenge, he murmured to himself, "Ruo Yan...Long Tian...Xi Rei''s envoy." The man was focused. Even Feng Ming didn''t want to interfere with his train of thought. The Prince sat patiently watching the King ponder over their problems. "That''s it!" The answer struck him like a bolt of lightning. The King lifted his head in triumph. "There is a leak." "A leak?" Feng Ming scratched his head. Rong Wang nodded, "Correct, we have ourselves a spy". With that statement, Lie Er who had been sitting quietly to the side ced his reading materiside and turned his attention to his Master The Prince knitted his brows, skeptical about the King''s im. "A spy? How could we have a spy amongst us? General Tong was blind to the situation and identally helped Long Tian." "I should have noticed earlier." Rong Tian muttered before asking his lover, "Feng Ming, think about it. Why did you all suspect Gui Sen had ill intentions towards Fan Jia''s King?" "I am not sure, since the beginning I felt that Gui Sen would be the likely candidate to carry out underhanded such killing off the King. It doesn¡¯t help that he is quite a despicable man." Feng Ming stuck out his tongue. "It''s Official Xia." Lie Er''s sharp voice joined into the discussion, Feng Ming turned his head around. Lie Er gravely input, "Gui Sen has been giving us countless connotations which have led us to believe the culprit is Gui Sen, which has driven our hostility against him. However, it is a fact that Gui Sen does have negative intentions against the Prince." "Official Xia?" Feng Ming shook his head in disbelief. "That''s impossible, how could he be the spy? Rong Tian, hasn''t he been a trusted member of the court and the royal family''s personal medic? He is a veteran, there''s no chance it is him." Rong Wang rejected the Prince''s logic, "There are specialised spies that are nted when they are at a tender age. For example, Lie Er was assigned to Yong Ying, had I not summoned his return to be your bodyguard he would have stayed beside the King of Yong Yin for the rest of his life." Feng Ming peered back at his servant who was faintly smiling as he nodded his head in agreement. "But Official Xia..." The King patted his shoulder, and softly spoke a hint, "Although the second inw keeps to himself, such a man would not go undetected by a person of Official Xia''s calibre. Since arriving in Fan Jia has he advised you to be cautious of Long Tian?" Feng Ming thought carefully about this point, his head slightly bobbed as he processed the information. Then suddenly he recalled something important, he turned to the King. "That''s not right, when I paid the Third Princess a visit. It was Official Xia that had wanted me to disrupt Ruo Yan''s proposal. If he was from Li, why would he have me do such a thing?" quot;I have a few reasons." Lie Er''s eyes were downcast as he unravelled his opinions to his masters. "Firstly, Ruo Yan has Long Tian under his thumb. Whether his proposal is a sess doesn¡¯t matter. Seeking the Princess''s hand in marriage is only a decoy as he would have colluded with Long Tian under wraps. Nevertheless, this distraction is important so he can disguise his sudden arrival in Fan Jia. Effectively decreasing the amount of suspicion he may arouse from the people of Fan Jia. This move also eradicates any misunderstandings that could have red up by his presence. Secondly, Official Xia had truly underestimated the Prince''s intellect. It was most likely his original intention was to have the Prince be aughing stock in front of the Princess. However, that was not the case. Prince seeded in pushing the marriage to a halt." This was a reasonable surmise of the situation, who would have thought Feng Ming harboured such a wealth of knowledge, even the famous Master Dong and Third Princess was left in awe. The King agreed with a nod, "Ruo Yan''s n is intricate, even if he cannot im Fan Jia''s throne by a proper means via marriage with the Princess. He will have Long Tian ascend and he will be the master puppeteer. Regardless of which alternative has been undertaken, it appears Fan Jia has already been swallowed whole by him." Thinking about the ones that were closest to him could be informants, Feng Ming let out a sigh before arguing onest doubtful point. "If Ruo Yan wanted to seize victory with his own hands, why would he waste his time working with Gui Sen?" "Oh Prince!" Laughed Lie ER. "Has Prince forgotten the news we received about Gui Sen and Ruo Yan coborating was told by Official Xia." Feng Ming''s face soured, King Rong could sense young man''s sadness. He brought the man into a hug before coaxing, "We will not be taking immediate action or make any allegations on Official Xia. But if he really is an informant, he will make his move in Yong Yin''s territory, then we will catch him red handed with evidence." "Why would he make a move on me?" He looked at the solemn faces of Rong Tian and Lie Er. Feng Ming couldn''t help but tremble. "Why target me? I am merely..." protested the Prince before the King smothered his words behind a kiss. He smiled warmly, "Upon setting his eyes on you, Ruo Yan would be determined to lure you to spend a night with him. Now that he is aware of your heightened abilities in mathematics you have more value. Without a doubt he will do anything necessary to secure and im you to strengthen Li''s power." "Another important factor, he must break the alliance between the Prince and King Rong or else his ambitions to dominate the world would face many challenges in the future." Lie Er who had been at the side added. Feng Ming patted his chest, "Well then, isn''t it fortunate that he hasn¡¯t seen my true colors! Given my knowledge in the art of war and insights for agricultural advances, wouldn¡¯t he personally lead troops to abduct me?" With this remark the carriage filled withughter. Their heartyughter diminished just in time as the carriage came to a stop. Official Xia''s voice announced, "Reporting to the Prince, we are in Yong Yin. Official Zhang has been waiting for our arrival. Prince can disembark when he is ready." Chapter Volume 2 18 ** Li ¨C old Chinese measurement equates to 500 meters (0.3 Miles). Hence, the party was waiting for them 7km and 4.5 Miles from the city walls. Silence is a golden sound ¨C saying in Chinese, you keep quite you will win the gold medal with a mental strategy. Safflower ¨C although the varieties are more yellowish orange, I had a peek and the dried version looks more reddish. In Chinese this flower is given the name ¡®Red flower¡¯. **Medicinal - drugged soup** - remember Official Xia has been added things into Feng Ming¡¯s beverages to help him sleep better. ---- --- --- --- --- -- --- --- ---- --- --- -- ---- --- The men¡¯sughs ceased. Rong Tian lowered his head, ¡°He won¡¯t be making a move now, however if he incites you to make any changes to the original journey ns, it may be the prelude of his treachery.¡± Feng Ming affirmed the King¡¯s warning with a nod before quietly leaving the cart with Li Er. ¡°Prince, Official Zhang has been awaiting your arrival.¡± Official Xia greeted the Prince with a big grin as he pointed towards his weing party. ¡°Since the Prince has outdone himself in Fan Jia, Prince¡¯s status as reached a new teau. Countries are eager to cater to you. This time they sent a delegate to greet us fifteen Li ** away from the city! Prince is certainly the pride of Xi Rei.¡± Feng Ming heeded the King¡¯s cautions so he was on alert. He watched the old man¡¯s moves very closely whilst he nodded his head absentmindedly. Nearby Official Zhang was gathered with a small crowd of important figure heads, they were pleased to see him. ¡°It¡¯s been many days, pray the Prince has been well?¡± The warm official smiled ear to ear as he lifted his cupped hands to greet the Prince. ¡°Yong Yin¡¯s Zhang Qian at your service, we have been looking forwards to this reunion.¡± ¡°Sorry for all the trouble.¡±Feng Ming sincerely replied. ¡°The hostel for the Prince and his guests have been prepared, Zhang has readied a grand feast. Please Prince proceed towards the city.¡± Everyone was weary from being on the road for days on end so naturally the chance to rest was enticing. The envoy from Xi Rei made haste and entered the city to celebrate their achievements thus far. When night settled in, the promised grand feast was buzzing with energy and the scent of tantalizing food permeated the air. Official Zhang yed personal host to the Prince. Feng Ming invited General Tong, official Xia and Li Er to apany him. Rong Tian stayed hidden in Feng Ming¡¯s new sleeping quarters at the inn. Before Li Er¡¯s departure the Kingmanded, ¡°Go along, be careful.¡± Li Er was a clever one, during the entire evening he stayed beside the Prince. Each time alcohol was thrust in front of his master he would swiftly interfere and down it in his ce. Lie Er was an abnormally attractive youngster, even for his age he was a skilled courtesan. Switching on an air of charm and seduction was child¡¯s y as he immediately attracted many of the guests. He gave Feng Ming a run for his money in the limelight. After three rounds, Official Xia¡¯s face was flushed as he radiated alcohol¡¯s warmth. He shuffled closer to the Prince and tug softly at Feng Ming¡¯s sleeve. Gaining the Prince¡¯s attention he whispered, ¡°Li Er is acting strange today, Prince better stay alert.¡± Although Li Er had been dragged a short distance away by Official Zhang he kept in check by using his peripheral vision. Seeing that Official Xia was only chitchatting to his master he returned to the duty of consuming endless cups of heavy wine. Official Xia nced towards the outside and asked, ¡°Prince, I want to talk to you privately. Perhaps if would be better to step outside.¡± If the same question had been asked yesterday, Feng Ming would have darted outside with no reservations. Today he shook his head calmly and whispered, ¡°It¡¯s cold and dark outside, Official Xia if you have something you wish to tell me, you can do it here.¡± The old man chortled and stroked his beard. He was rather tipsy and started to speak rumblings like a drunkard. ¡°The Third Princess is famous far and wide, yet she is not the most beautiful woman in the world. Do you know who has that title?¡± Feng Ming blinked and shook his head. The old man heaved and looked out of the window to the starry sky. In a sad tone he gave the answer, ¡°She is a songstress from Fan Jia, her name is Mei Ji. She was originally born into nobility. At fourteen she was given the title of the most beautiful woman in the world. Unfortunately, her fathermitted an offence to the King. The King had every male in the family executed and all the women were abducted and sold to various trades. She eventually wounded up in entertaining men by performing as a singer.¡± The Prince looked at the female entertainers that were performing for him and his party. He thought about the stories he knew from his other life, how women were treated like amodity in the flesh trade. Such a tragic life she must have had. It was like her life came from the dramas on television. He couldn¡¯t help but to sigh, ¡°How sad.¡± ¡°However, with her virtue and intelligence, within a year she became well acquainted with the big guns from several countries. She umted enough wealth to be able to buy her independence back from her masters.¡± As he spoke Xia¡¯s face was bing more animated and so was his demeanor. He knitted his brows, ¡°However, she did not want to leave the entertainment business, rather ascended back into a noble status she remained a lowly singer.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± Feng Ming was surprised and pressed, ¡°Why did she?¡± There was a faint smile on the old man¡¯s lips, ¡°When she was asked, she said that ¡®All men in the world are the same, there is no one worthy to entrust her happiness and future to.¡¯ Even if she left the industry she would still hold the same sentiments.¡± The Prince shook his head. ¡°Her ideology is a bit extreme, surely after a while she will figure out that she wants someone to be there for her. Once she finds the right man to settle down with she would change her mind.¡± ¡°Prince, Mei Ji has a prestigious title thus her suitorse in endless streams. If they weren¡¯t dignitaries they were wealthy and extremely capable people. None of them has ever convinced her otherwise. Finally, one day an anonymous youth asked to be served by Mei Ji.¡± Feng Ming tilted his head in curiosity, ¡°That kid captured her heart?¡± ¡°Correct.¡± Official Xia firmly replied. He stroked his beard and nodded. ¡°This young man sat in front of Mei Ji for four hours and did not utter a word and left.¡± ¡°What? He didn¡¯t even say anything? How did he manage to win her heart? Was he mute?¡± Feng Ming frowned, a bit disappointed. His subordinateughed, ¡°Prince, you are really an interesting character. The young man had not even conversed with her, but when he got up to leave Mei Ji finally broke the silence.¡± ¡°She said, ¡®I was wrong.¡¯¡± nbsp; "Wrong?" ¡°Yes, after intensely staring into the juvenile eyes in silence for hours on end, it dawned on Mei Ji that not all the men in this world are the same. She finally felt a slither of hope that men can be trusted. When the young man left, she told her maids, ¡®If that youth bes a King one day, Mei Ji is willing to serve him as a concubine.¡¯ Not long after she paid her dues and left the limelight. She has since lived in seclusion and her whereabouts are unknown.¡± The Old man was lost in thought his eyes were distant as if he was savoring the elegant and sweet memories of Mei Ji. ¡°Such a beautiful woman carries her self so, how can men not dream of her?¡± The corners of his mouth curled into a bittersweet smile. ¡°Does Prince know who the youth was?¡± Feng Ming nked momentarily he wasn¡¯t acquainted with many people let alone ones with such capabilities. Within a second the answer hit him and he blurted, ¡°Rong Wong?¡± ¡°Prince is really clever.¡± The man reached over to pour Feng Ming a bowl of medicinal soup. ¡°King Rong was quite young when he left Xi Rei on his first official tour. Indeed it was our King that stole the heart of the number one beauty. This news made an incredible impact across every country. It also heightened caution, as a formidable power was rising in Xi Rei. King Rong became a ¡®legendary hero¡¯ at the same time Ruo Yan was given a simr title.¡± A distasteful sourness was welling in the back of Feng Ming¡¯s throat. He had known Rong Tian and Ruo Yan were famous across the realms and idolized as heroes. It was that he thought his lover¡¯s im to fame was contribution to some type of historical event. He was not pleased to find that the King¡¯s heroic title was issued under the premise of courting women.¡± Official Xia was unaware of the Prince¡¯s displeasure he continued to praise the King, ¡°Rong Wang makes Xi Rei proud, his words can persuade many. On the battlefield he is wless, who can put up a fight against him?¡± Feng Ming pouted and bitterly muttered, ¡°Silence is a golden sound. Mental strategies are better than someone who hogs the spotlight. It is more effective to keep your ns under wraps, like me. I would not be yelling outmands.¡± ¡°Silence is a golden sound.¡±** The man repeated thinking about the Prince¡¯s words before his face became animated again. ¡°Does Prince¡want to see just how attractive Mei Ji is?¡± A woman like her to be won over by the likes of the Regent King was very tempting. It immediately perked Feng Ming¡¯s interest so he swiveled around and asked, ¡®Do you have a painting of her portrait?¡± If there were cameras in this age it would have been great, they could capture her and he could have seen her in much refined detail. ¡°I don¡¯t have any portraits.¡± Seeing the Prince¡¯s disappointment Official Xia exposed a sly smile. ¡°However I have caught word that, Mei Ji lives in the outskirts of this city. The distance is around 3 Li, in ce called ¡®Endless Red Valley¡¯. There are several hot springs, safflowers** are in bloom all year round it is truly a beautiful sight. We can sneak out and take General Tong¡¯s horse and ride there to seek her out. On the way back we can enjoy the hot springs, doesn¡¯t it sound good? If we leave and return within four hours we are guaranteed not to be noticed.¡± Face with such a tempting suggestion Feng Ming was feeling restless he knew the hidden dangers behind the invitation. Had it not been for the Regent King¡¯s insight and now the cloud of doubt hanging over the Official¡¯s head he would have nodded and rushed out of the city with out anyone detecting them. Feng Ming shifted his eyes and nodded, ¡°Alright, I will go with you.¡± and he continued, ¡°Can you fetch Li Er for me? I will head back to my room and change into more appropriate riding gear. I will meet you back in the courtyard. I will secretly ride General Tong¡¯s prized horse and about Official Xia¡¯s horse¡¡± The old man rushed, ¡°Prince does not need to worry about my ride. Please go and prepare.¡± Feng Ming took advantage of the drunken atmosphere to slip out unnoticed. The feast was still in full st. When he made his way to the exit he signaled Li Er with his eyes before quickly pacing towards his bedchamber. Chapter Volume 2 20 Notes: ¡®A weak stream flows three thousand but there¡¯s only onedle¡¯ This is the format of the original proverb. It originates from one of the most famous novels written in China. It is called ¡®A Dream of Red Mansions¡¯ by Cao Xue Qin. My interpretation: Water is necessary for life. Thus thedle (spoon) is what feeds you life by transferring the water. It can mean water is plentiful but only life can be given from one source. The authoress inserted ¡®Dare¡¯ and I inserted ¡®Li¡¯ to allow a rtiveparison. Li an old Chinese measurement equates to 500 meters (0.3 Miles). --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Once Feng Ming slipped quietly from the banquet hall, he was greeted with pitch ck. As he made haste to return to Rong Tian, he asionally encountered guards on patrol. Each personnel carried a handy spear to ward off attackers. The warm atmosphere of the party and the lively music was isted within the banquet room walls. The wind was beginning to pick up and its tendrils attacked Feng Ming¡¯s bare skin. The Prince shrugged and nestled his head into his cor hoping to trap what heat he could. The Regent King¡¯s suspicions he had desperately tried to deny were now a harsh reality. Hearing the King¡¯s usations was one case, when it came to y it left him numb. With a deceitful smile Official Xia had attempted to lure him into a trap. It appears no matter where he goes he was surrounded by conspiracies waiting to jump at him, even in his own backyard. He shuddered at the thought and an uneasy feeling welled inside the pit of his stomach. He was horrified. ¡°Rong Tian¡¡± he choked out as he entered the bedchamber. The calm facade he held during the banquet crumbled. He threw himself into Rong Tian¡¯s arms and whispered incoherently, ¡°Official Xia really¡he really¡¡± Finding his lover trembling, the King¡¯s heart melted. The Prince had directly sought his arms forfort. He held the young man firmly in an embrace. In a soothing voice he reassured the Prince, ¡°Everything will be fine. He can¡¯t hurt you.¡± Feng ming looked up, his eyes were watery and innocent like a newborn fawn. Feng Ming¡¯s distress was pulling at the King¡¯s heart strings. He nted a soft kiss on Feng Ming¡¯s ear. ¡°As long as I am here, no one will hurt you.¡± he affirmed. Feng Ming was caught up in their moment of tenderness before his thoughts wavered to remind him of Mei Ji. The sour sentiments returned, he grunted and wiggled out of the King¡¯s hold. He dabbed at his eyes before reporting in detail the conversation he had with Official Xia. Once he reached the tale of a young man who won over the world¡¯s most beautiful woman just by his gaze Rong Tian understood why the young man was grumpy. The King was embarrassed as he awkwardly exined, ¡°I was a hot blooded youth, I heard about this iparable beauty¡¡± Feng Ming interrupted him and gave him an using re that had the intensity of a thousand suns. ¡°Here I was assuming it was just a ridiculous story Official Xia spun to coax me.¡± The Prince was reminded of the King¡¯s flirtatious nature, perhaps monogamy wasn¡¯t his game. Maybe in each country Rong Tian had a beauty hiding in seclusion waiting for the day he became a King. Then they woulde forth and all, ¡®willing serve as a concubine¡¯. Feng Ming thought about the eleven countries that were in disagreement. That was arge sum. He couldn¡¯t help but to vent his frustration. He snatched up the bedside curtains, squeezed it between his clenched fists and gnawed the material. The King found Feng Ming¡¯s reaction amusing he reached to gently yank veil from the Prince¡¯s mouth. Arge hand delicately caressed the boy¡¯s cheek, ¡°If you hate me, you should bite me instead.¡± He eagerly reced the curtains with his hand for Feng Ming to punish. Feng Ming wasn¡¯t willing to carry out his anger on the King, his face darkened and he turned his head away from the offer. ¡°Your n to ¡®feign an injury to boost an enemy¡¯s confidence¡¯ won¡¯t work this time. Our time should be used to focus on how to deal with Official Xia.¡± Rong Tian repeated Feng Ming¡¯s interesting use of words ¡®feign an injury to boost an enemy¡¯s confidence¡¯ several times before returning on to the critical situation. ¡°As matters have reached this point, I have no choice but to reveal myself. Right now Official Xia is awaiting your arrival in the courtyard. I will order Rong Hu to capture him from the shadows and keep him confined. Then I shall summon General Tong and have him lead our three thousand troops to surround and scour the valley. If they discover Li¡¯s soldiers staging an ambush then we will have our evidence against Xia. In case there is no ambush, I shall order Rong Hu to release Xia. Rong Hu has always on the low and his identity is always masked. We can pass Xia¡¯s abduction off to an unknown assant from an enemy country.¡± Feng Ming could see that Rong Tian had given their problem a considerate assessment before organizing his tactic. He even calcted room for error and how to deal with the aftermath. He admired the King¡¯s thinking and he muttered to himself before warning the King, ¡°You better order General Tong¡¯s troops to be careful, if Mei Ji truly lives in seclusion in that valley we don¡¯t want to identally bring her any harm.¡± The King¡¯s face nked from surprise before it transited into an appreciative smile. He ridiculed Feng Ming, ¡°Why are you being so attentive towards Mei Ji? I just saw someone chew out their anger on an inanimate object.¡± Feng Ming was not amused nor did he yield. He coldly replied, ¡°This is the world¡¯s greatest beauty that was won over by a four hour staring contest. She is in line to be a concubine. Naturally, we have to protect her so she can fulfill her wishes.¡± Rong Tian clicked his tongue and shook his head. He motioned to hold Feng Ming¡¯s hands in his own and stared deeply into his lover¡¯s eyes. His deep voice masked with sultry seduction, ¡°Thend is vast under the heavens but there will only be one Feng Ming.¡± The King¡¯s words triggered something within the Prince, as if a hammer was trying to engrave the message on his heart. Feng Ming studied the man¡¯s eyes his pupils were dted and only had him in frame and focus. The connection he felt with Rong Tian sent an indescribable entity of warmth surging through every vein and artery. Feng Ming bit his lip. Sumbing to the King¡¯s sycophancy he finally issued the King a sweet smile. ¡°Stupid, I will teach you a saying: ¡®water flows three thousand Li¡¯s but I dare to only drink from onedle.¡¯ ** The King eagerly copied. ¡°Oh, the water flows three thousand Li¡¯s but I dare to only drink from onedle.¡± Rong Wang looked at the Prince with awe, he ushered the young man into position as he gave him a bow of respect. ¡°I am grateful for the Prince¡¯s guidance.¡± Feng Ming sighed and shook his head. Looks like no one can everpete with Rong Tian¡¯s talent with honeyed words. The King abruptly called out to his servant in the shadows. When Rong Hu appeared he was given the order to capture Official Xia. Hand in hand the King lead Feng Ming out of the bedchamber and together they made their way to the banquet hall. The pair made a dramatic entrance, when everyone realized their presence, their sudden appearance left the room in astonishment,pletely stumped and frozen in ce like statues. Li Er had been drinking but was sober enough to understand the King¡¯s presence meant a change in ns. He immediately made his way to his rightful post beside the Prince. ¡°General Tong, approach to receive mymand.¡± The General had been sitting aside and he too had mentally nked when the King made an unexpected appearance. He had taken his charge very seriously, not a drop of alcohol touched his lips as he was on duty to protect Feng Ming. The King¡¯s authoritative voice had woken him from being stunned. He bellowed a response, ¡°Tong is present.¡± He immediately jumped to his feet and dashed to his Master. ¡°Our Intelligence has reported a challenging situation. Soldiers from Li are hiding in ¡®Endless Red Valley¡¯ three Li¡¯s away from this city preparing an ambush for the Prince¡¯s envoy. Lead your men to disperse and scatter their campaign. Remember not to exterminate everyst one until you have thoroughly interrogated them about the actual situation. Then you can lead our men back.¡± ¡°As you bid.¡± He gratefully received his orders. General Tong has always been a military buff. Inparison with cavorting with women or drinking senselessly he had a taste for battle. He was excited to be facing another enemy. He grabbed his treasured sword and jumped straight into action. Watching Tong take is leave Rong Tian finally pivoted his attention to the people at the weing party. With a smile he encouraged, ¡°My apologies for troubling everyone, Rong Tian was afraid for our Crowned Prince¡¯s safety and had rushed through the starlit nights. If the musicians and dancers can resume song and dance, we will continue enjoying this evening with an endless flow of liquor.¡± A low ranked official from the borders of Zhang Qian had heard of the Xi Rei¡¯s legendary Regent King, Rong Tian. Upon the King¡¯s unexpected visit, he did not know how to proceed in terms of entertaining or addressing the King in an appropriate manner. Taking the King¡¯s cue he echoed. ¡°Yes, that¡¯s right, we should enjoy ourselves.¡± He turned around and signaled the entertainers to pick up from theirst note. The celebrations were revitalized. Once again the atmosphere was teeming with chatter andughs. The only difference was that now no one dared to approach the Prince for a toast as an important figure head was beside him. Feng Ming¡¯s hand rested beneath the table Rong Wang refused to release his hold. The Prince was worried about General Tong¡¯s condition and how their decisions would pan out. After a while he decided it was meaningless to be concerned with the matter now that it was out of his hands. Taking from Rong Tian¡¯s example, he made a conscious effort to rx with thepany before them. He lifted his chin up and smiled and inwardly rambled. In truth only a powerful figure with tenacity could survive through conspiracies and battles. Feeling how weak he waspared to Rong Tian, he couldn¡¯t help but feel a tinge of frustration. Rong Tian had been monitoring the young man, sensing difort he prompted, ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡± Feng Ming shook his head, ¡°Nothing¡¯s wrong, The Kingughed. ¡°That¡¯s what I like about you.¡± His lover¡¯sughter eased his tension.. ¡°For counter measures against suchplicated ploys, I am your best shield.¡± Under the table, the King¡¯s tightened his grip. Chapter Volume 2 21 In the forty fourth year of the Yuan dynasty, Rong Tian ascended the throne and imed the title of the official ruler of Xi Rei. The newly appointed King optioned to retain the name bestowed upon him by thete King Rong. As a sign of respect and gratitude for the man who raised him. Rong Tian¡¯s rightful title from then onwards was the King of Xi Rei. Feng Ming was also promoted to a new title, King Ming. In the past, countless countries ced Rong Tian under observation as a man of interest. He was certainly a formidable force to be reckoned with¡¢more so now with his rightful rise in rank as the leader of Xi Rei. The brave and tactful new master of Xi Rei was undoubtedly causing ripples amongst the eleven warring countries across thends. Naturally he posed a threat to them all. For political gain and favor, presents and treasures flowed in steadily from numerous countries after they caught word of Rong Tian¡¯s ascension. Even the tiny country of Yong Yin that bordered north of Xi Rei sent their oldest Prince, Yong Yi to personally congratte the new King.. Even the enigmatic country of Li sent an envoy to pay their respects. The chosen messenger was Ruo Yan¡¯s sister, Miao Guang. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The soldiers were out and about in force and the streets in the capital were immacte. The fresh spring atmosphere that apanies the month of March was quickly settling into Xi Rei. The envoy from Li finally arrived to their foreign destination after an arduous and long journey. When they arrived in the capital they were escorted to the pce where Rong Tian gave them a warm reception. . Feng Ming remained a resident of the Crowned Prince¡¯s quarters. ¡°Tell me, what did Ruo Yan¡¯s sister bring as a gift?¡± his eyes lit with excitement. ¡°There wasn¡¯t anything special, just a box.¡± ¡°That simple?¡± Feng Ming slumped back in disappointment. ¡°The two of you hold the titles of legendary heroes, shouldn¡¯t he at least send something more interesting....¡± he muttered unsatisfied. Rong Tian chuckled softly and delivered a piece of peeled fruit to his lover¡¯s mouth. ¡°He and I would never be able to co-exist. Would he be capable of sending me anything of use?¡± ¡°Was there anything inside the box?¡± the young man¡¯s curious nature was notpletely quenched. ¡°A ck pill, dark as the eyes of death was inside.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s face changed slightly for a moment with the thought. Shaking off the image he coaxed his lover, ¡°if it was something worthy of your attention I would have brought it to you already.¡± Feng Ming nodded his head feeling that it no longer mattered. Chiu Lan served her master a cup of hot tea. As she handed the steaming up carefully to the young man she giggled lightly and whispered. ¡°King Ming why not ask King Rong if Princess Miao Guang is beautiful or not?¡± ¡°That¡¯s right!¡± he eximed in a hushed voice before bolting over to tug at Rong Tian¡¯s sleeves. ¡°Is the Princess beautiful?¡± he prompted. ¡°No. ¡± Rong Tian replied bluntly. Hisrge eyes blinked, ¡°Why did Ruo Yan send his own sister to Xi Rei?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not Ruo Yan so I don¡¯t have a clue to what his intentions are. Perhaps there was no one else avable to leave the country.¡± The King reached over and gave Feng Ming¡¯s cheek a couple of pats. ¡°The weather is fine today, we can go for a ride.¡± He offered. ¡°Yes!¡± he replied with no dy. . In the shadows a conspiracy was brewing and closing in silently on its target. - - - - - - - - - - - - White cloud galloped like the wind brushing over the fresh green grass of the field that surrounded the pce. Feng Ming cheered the animal on, and the young man¡¯s riding skills had improved tremendously. Rong Tian felt assured enough to permit his lover to ride his favorite steed alone. The King¡¯s eyes followed the young man before him riding wildly inps. Although the King¡¯s face sported a smile, it was a hardened mask. Under his carefree expression there was an eerie dark cloud. The arrival of Li¡¯s envoy was ominous. Rong Tian had summoned the party earlier that day, and now his thoughts trailed over to his meeting with the Princess. ¡°Li¡¯s Miao Guang is here as a substitute her dearest King, whom wishes you prosperity and fortune.¡± In the main hall, Miao Guang was adorning the costumes from her country. She gave her salutations to the King with no sense of rush. ¡°The Princess has traveled from afar, thank you for your troubles.¡± He spoke with a standard formality. ¡°It is my pleasure to be able to see the renowned King of Xi Rei with my own eyes.¡± The Princess was about sixteen years old and her appearance had nothing on the Third Princess. However her status was much more important ¨C she was the only sister of the King of Li, Ruo Yan. Rong Tian issued her a cold smile, ¡°Lately how has your King faired?¡± ¡°My royal brother is well, thanks King Rong for the concern.¡± The thought of the mysterious poison that dwelled inside Feng Ming infuriated Rong Tian. There was nothing else he wanted to do than to destroy Ruo Yan. However, seeing that the man had sent his only sister to pass on his greetings the King knew better than to lose his grace. Instead he forced a grin through his gritted teeth and asked, ¡°Princess has traveled countless days to represent King Ruo, what extravagant gift is in store for me?¡± The girl smiled slyly, ¡°My brother informed me that King Rong would be able to easily guess what the gift is.¡± ¡°Oh?¡± Rong Tian¡¯s smile diminished and his heart constricted. ¡°King Ruo must forgive me as I can¡¯t specte what grand gift he has in store for me, so if the Princess will do me the honor.¡± Miao Guang lifted her head and analyzed the King¡¯s expression, her own face revealing dimples. ¡°Why the rush, perhaps King Rong has taken a guess.¡± She reached into the folds of her clothing and produced a small copper trinket box. She handed the container to an attendant who then passed it to the King. He didn¡¯t hesitate to open it, surprisingly a loneck pill sat nestled inside. Without furthering the formal exchange, he invited the Princess to enter a private room so that he could get straight to the point. ¡°What is the purpose of the King¡¯s gift?¡± The youngdy smiled, ¡°My brother¡¯s intention eludes me, who is to know how my brother thinks?¡± She was amused by Rong Tian¡¯s cold and serious expression and sheughed like a naive girl. ¡°However, this time I can take a guess or two at my brother¡¯s notions.¡± ¡°Princess if you may.¡± ¡°King Ming¡¯s intelligence and resourcefulness is unparalleled in our world, however, I heard that he recently became infected with a mysterious disease.¡± ¡°A mysterious illness? It appears whom ever your brotheres in contact with contracts an illness.¡± He snorted. ¡°My brother appreciates people with abilities and potential, of course he could not bear to let young King Ming slip away from the human realm. He must have ordered me to present King Rong with a lifesaving cure.¡± Rong Tian demonstrated his suspicion, ¡°Why is King Ruo offering such a gesture of kind-heartedness?¡± ¡°My brother¡¯s intentions are always good.¡± Miao Guang¡¯s eyes lit up with pride. ¡°However, the medicine would only be a temporary measure to alleviate symptoms. If you want King Ming to fully recover, I am afraid he will have to journey to Li. My brother would personally oversee and tailor medicine to help King Ming..¡± Ruo Yan¡¯s scheme was finally revealed. Rong Tian gritted his teeth, his eyes shed furiously, ¡°Hand over Feng Ming, don¡¯t even dream about it!¡± The Princess clicked her tongue. ¡°I have long heard about King Rong¡¯s extraordinary insight and experience. Who would have thought King Rong would show Miao Guang such a scary expression?¡± She didn¡¯t even bat her eyelids and it was obvious that Ruo Yan had meticulously walked her through his ns. Without a sense of fear, she shook her head, ¡°If King Rong is unwilling to part with King Ming there are other ways to circumvent the problem. King Rong please lend me an ear.¡± With no reservations she gracefully approached the King and whispered... ¡°Rong Tian! Rong Tian!!¡± The sound of Feng Ming¡¯s energetic voice interrupted the King¡¯s train of thought. He looked up and found Feng Ming and White Cloud hurtling towards him. In no time the two were directly in his path. Feng Ming did not slow down and suddenly decided to pull off an acrobatic stunt. Heughed as he dismounted by flipping off White cloud and promptlynded on top of Rong Tian. The King caught the young man but the momentum of his impact sent the pair rolling a few times. ¡°Be careful!¡± the King scolded. Feng Ming¡¯s contagiousughter rang in the field. They finally collected themselves and sat up. ¡°How many times have I warned you not to mess about, or else I will forbid you to ride again!¡± Rong Tian growled looking at his lover with concern. ¡°Are you hurt?¡± ¡°No! Not even a scratch!¡± Feng Ming grinned. ¡°I really want to hit you...¡± Rong Tian red at him, his hand reached to dislodge the weeds that were caught in Feng Ming¡¯s hair. White Cloud also calmed down, and slowly paced back to idle next to the pair. His silky tail swinging side to side as he obediently grazed. Chapter Volume 2 22 Was there ever any country that didn¡¯t have to detain chaos within their nation and fend off trouble from abroad? Rong Tian spent an unhealthy portion of the day deep in discussion with the officials which assisted his efforts to run Xi Rei. The moment business concluded the King hurried towards the direction of the Crowned Prince¡¯s quarters. In mid-step a courteous voice interrupted him. ¡°Your Highness please wait, the Empress has requested to see you.¡± Rong Tian halted and turned around to find Xiang Fen, the Empress¡¯s most trusted maid. ¡°Was there anything in particr the Empress wanted to discuss?¡± Xiang Fen bowed, ¡°This lowly servant doesn¡¯t know what the Empress has in mind. I was only instructed to bring King Rong to the Empress¡¯s pce once the morning proceedings were over.¡± Rong Tian gave the sky a quick evaluation for time before deciding his move. He nodded, ¡°I will meet with her now.¡± Before leaving he motioned for a guard to approach, ¡°Go and inform King Ming I have an audience with the Empress. I will return soon and our trip outside of the pce will take ceter.¡± After his order he followed the lead of Xiang Fen towards the Empress¡¯s residence. The servant guided him outside of the room where the Empress was resting. The Empress had not changed much apart from her clothing. Her attire was upgraded from a Queen to a more extravagant Empress Dowager. Inside the room she was reclined on a lounging daybed where she peacefully read. ¡°Empress, I have arrived.¡± The King announced. Hearing her son¡¯s voice just beyond the door the Empress¡¯s face eased into a smile. She ced her book down and greeted her son. ¡°The King is here? Come in, sit beside me.¡± She opened the door and took the King¡¯s hand in her own to guide him to his seat. The Empress never had the opportunity to be so intimate with her own child. Although her son was now a fledging adult she was eager to use all the chances she had to be closer. Rong Tian has always behaved in an elegant and collected manner in front of his mother. For the woman to lead him by hand, he couldn¡¯t help but to feel a bit embarrassed. The hesitation was short lived as he quickly threw away any reservations. ¡°Empress, what is the matter?¡± he asked genuinely concerned. ¡°What could bother me now? You have safely ascended the throne and your head is in the right mindset to guide this kingdom. I feel nothing but ease.¡± Then she let out a sigh. ¡°I¡¯m just waiting for the day Xi Rei will have a sturdy foundation for the future.¡± ¡°Empress needs not to worry. I will oversee the growth of our army and the wealth of our nation to enrich the lives of every citizen.¡± ¡°Your Highness,¡± the Empress paused before exining herself, ¡°I speak not of such issues. Rather the King¡¯s heir. You will soon be eighteen, taking a wife is the natural step of a King.¡± Rong Tian¡¯s face froze momentarily with her announcement. ¡°Taking a wife?¡± his face was dumbfounded. The issue of marriage had previously been mentioned by the court officials. Rong Tian would have none of their badgering. In fact heshed out and demanded his peers to never mention the topic again. For years Lou Lan had carefully watched over Rong Tian from the shadows. She restrained her emotions when her own flesh and blood was ced into a foster family. She silently stood beside him to see the day he could rise to his rightful ce. Her journey to this point of their lives had been uneasy. Fill with self sacrifices and lifelongmitments. Rong Tian knew his mother had devoted her life to him and the kingdom, although they were not familiar he still held her in high esteem. Instead of bluntly refuting his mother, Rong Tian replied, ¡°Empress, I am still young, it is not the time now. Besides¡¡± His mother stopped him midway. ¡°There is no need for the King to evade the subject. What the King¡¯s heart desires how can I not understand?¡± The woman¡¯s eyes held a bright glimmer, she could see right through her son. ¡°After all, isn¡¯t everything for the sake of King Ming?¡± ¡°Empress¡¡± he stammered. ¡°I understand the importance of King Ming¡¯s stake on your heart. However, I would like to give you a word of caution. Regardless of his worth and standing in your life, he is unable to bear an heir. King Ming is a man of logic, he will understand the situation. After your marriage and the new Queen is with child. There are no longer any problems that can divide you from King Ming.¡± The Empress studied her son¡¯s expression. She continued to persuade him in a soft and slow voice, ¡°I have heard that the King of Li¡¯s sister¡¯s appearance is nothing special, however the young maiden is tactful and intelligent. These virtues may be beneficial to Xi Rei. Given she is posted at our city for sometime, does the King feel that she is suitable?¡± Rong Tian¡¯s eyebrows knitted in a frown and with a deep voice he demonstrated his distaste. ¡°Ruo Yan has wild ambitions, why would I ever consider marrying his sister and give her the title of Xi Rei¡¯s Queen?¡± The Empressughed. ¡°Oh, when ites to a woman¡¯s inclinations, I am more experienced than the King.¡± The Empress motioned to her servants to leave the room. She leaned in and whispered in Rong Tian¡¯s ear, ¡°I have surmised that the Princess is here with bad intentions. Once a woman marries, her heart naturally grows fond of her husband. With Miao Guang¡¯s knowledge we can easily overtake King Ruo. Surely subduing the Princess will pose no challenge for the King?¡± The Empress had a good point. Moreover, Ruo Yan was the only real obstacle standing before his own dreams to unify thends under the heavens. Without further thought, Rong Tian shook his head, ¡°Empress, there is no need to further discuss Princess Miao Guang. I will deal with her. As for my wedding we can deliberate at a future date.¡± The words had left his lips in a harsh manner and he stood up. His eyes met with hers, he wanted to make things clear. ¡°I once said something to you, and it seems like you have forgotten. I will say it again.¡± His eyes pierced through her. ¡°If you treasure Rong Tian you should treat Feng Ming as your own child.¡± His impassioned words took her by surprise. Her eyes looked nkly back at her son. Rong Tian dismissed himself giving her some parting words, ¡°For countless years the Empress has fretted over Xi Rei¡¯s future. It is time for you to live and enjoy a happy and prosperous life. As for the wedding, I will be my own judge. King Ming is awaiting mypany and I shall not keep him waiting. Empress must take care, when I am able to, I wille more often to pay you a visit.¡± Rong Tian has always respected his mother for her efforts over the years. However, listening to her mention his marriage drove him to a breaking point. His short and uncharacteristic outburst was to defend Feng Ming. At this point, he felt like his supporters were targeting his lover. After he ced his foot down on the matter he disappeared quickly.