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Chapter 1

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Chapter 1#

Inside the cabinet of Prince Funing’s mansion, the fragrant mist was enchanting and diffused.

A person was lazily half-sitting, half-reclining on the grand armchair in the center, his brocade robe half-open, his hair disheveled.

The hall remained silent. He sneered slightly, then swept his gaze across the new top scholar who had been standing for a long time below. Finally, he spoke carelessly, “Scholar, you are a student of the Emperor. Before even meeting His Majesty, you eagerly came to visit me. Are you trying to accuse this prince of forming a private clique, and thus give me the crime of disloyalty?”

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2#

Assistant Minister Yu was a civil official, introverted and deep. In bed, Huarong behaved with seventy percent quietness and thirty percent wildness.

This thing was actually similar to roasting meat; how rare or well-done it should be depended most importantly on the guest’s preference.

It was inconvenient to have a splint while doing things, so Huarong removed the bandage beforehand, only keeping his right hand slightly suspended.

He didn’t mind it himself, but the other party would understand how to cherish him. After the deed was done, Assistant Minister Yu personally bandaged him and even wrote a small poem next to the orchid.

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3#

Night fell. Huarong lay in bed, bored out of his mind. Huagui, holding Lin Luoyin’s sword, was angrily scraping the white hair off a pig’s trotter, his voice booming like a bell as he scraped: “If you wanted to die, why didn’t you jump into the river? If you jumped earlier, the silver would have been mine sooner, saving you from being beaten half to death.”

One of Huarong’s hands and both legs were broken; only his eyeballs were still active. So he glared at him and gestured with difficulty: “Then why did you lie on top of me and take the beating for me? Half your face is swollen like a pig’s head.”

Chapter 4

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Chapter 4#

Outside the hall, Han Lang had been kneeling for a day and a night. A layer of frost covered his eyelashes, no longer melting.

The vermilion door opened a narrow slit, and a corner of the imperial robe fluttered, stopping hesitantly in front of him.

“If Your Majesty is not appeased, this subject can keep kneeling.” Han Lang lowered his head. This sentence was not to torture himself, but to torture his Emperor.

Chapter 5

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Chapter 5#

The burning sensation, in the end, turned into numbness all over the body.

When Hua Rong woke up for the first time, he didn’t see anyone in front of him, only heard Hua Gui’s broken gong voice: “Where is your Prince? My master has been unconscious until now, and I haven’t even seen his shadow. You are missing a porridge cook, but he is very enthusiastic. The Prince’s residence has been turned upside down. If this continues, is he planning to turn the capital upside down?”

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6#

For someone as tough as Hua Rong, breaking a little finger was nothing major.

However, to get Han Lang to hold him more, after the old Prince’s birthday, he pretended to be sick for a few more days, acting weak and fragile in bed until his feet were almost numb from inactivity.

Finally, his patience reached its limit. He decided to recover, so he got up, drank a pot of chicken soup, and went out for a stroll in the courtyard with a fan.

Chapter 7

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Chapter 7#

The Emperor did not answer directly, only expressing that he was tired. He snuggled into Han Lang’s arms and, before long, fell asleep. Han Lang settled him down, extinguished the lamp, and stepped out of the room.

Outside the door, Liu Yun was still kneeling with his head bowed. Seeing Han Lang come out, he kowtowed nervously but was kicked hard by Han Lang, right in the chest.

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8#

After hearing this, Hua Rong subconsciously swallowed. Without a fan to keep up appearances, he really wasn’t used to it. He couldn’t make any movements either, because his right wrist was tightly held by Han Lang.

Hua Rong could only look up at Han Lang, his eyes shining brightly.

Han Lang took Hua Rong’s pulse and felt that his heartbeat was a little faster, so he leaned closer to Hua Rong and asked softly, “Are you very afraid that I will kill you?”

Chapter 9

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Chapter 9#

Yanfeng Male Brothel.

Today, Han Lang was in high spirits and brought all the disciples of Prince Funing’s mansion to a collective whoring trip. Including himself and Hua Rong, there were a total of seventeen people, squeezing around a large table.

The owner simply closed the door to other customers and stood by the table to serve them wholeheartedly, asking, “I wonder what kind of boy the prince wants.”

Chapter 10

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Chapter 10#

Even a man of iron can get sick. Han Lang finally fell ill, so seriously that he couldn’t go to court and could only stay at home to recuperate.

Therefore, the number one on the gossip list in the capital was still this Prince Funing.

The emperor summoned the imperial physicians to see him. It was said that Han Lang only had a cold. The most effective prescription was given, but there was no sign of improvement.

Chapter 11

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Chapter 11#

Three days later, Hua Rong was kicked out of Prince Funing’s mansion for no reason. He was swept onto the street with his luggage and Hua Gui.

Regarding this point, everyone was speechless for a while.

It was not surprising that Grand Tutor Han’s interest in a private prostitute would not last long.

Hua Rong left with ease, still dressed in green. He returned to his own courtyard and hung a long-burning lamp at the gate.

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12#

The notice of Pan Shangxi’s execution had been hanging high for three days.

For three days, Han Lang had received not a single word from Han Yan.

So, early on the fourth day, Han Lang decided to stop waiting passively. He sent Liu Yun to investigate personally, determined to get Han Yan’s final answer.

In the orchid valley within the fir forest, the fragrance was cold.

A down-and-out scholar in cloth robes leaned against a rock, sitting on the ground drinking wine, with the sky as his curtain and the earth as his mat, joyous and unrestrained, completely self-absorbed.

Chapter 13

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Chapter 13#

The bitter melon, lily bulb, and coptis soup was indeed effective in reducing internal heat. Hua Rong drank it with a beaming face, while also serving a bowl for Hua Gui, gesturing: “Strange, strange, this soup isn’t bitter, it’s sweet.”

Hua Gui was surprised, his eyes widened. He buried his head and took a fierce gulp, then immediately slammed the table: “If I ever fall for your tricks again, I’m your grandson!”

Chapter 14

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Chapter 14#

Lin Luoyin returned under military orders, traveling by starlight, but he never expected to enter Han Lang’s bedchamber and witness such a scene. His whole being felt as if it were in a furnace, his anger difficult to quell.

He stared at Han Lang, standing but not kneeling, and said sullenly, “Did the Prince summon me to rush back without stopping just to watch this sordid affair?”

Han Lang glanced at Hua Rong, then turned his gaze to Lin Luoyin, the corners of his mouth turning up. “General Lin, the word ‘sordid’ is truly inappropriate. Even if this Prince doesn’t blame you, it will hurt Hua Rong’s feelings. Hua Rong, don’t you agree?”

Chapter 15

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Chapter 15#

Daxi, Zhejiang, a good place, with standard Jiangnan scenery.

When Liu Nian knocked on the Hua family’s door, the family was making large wontons for the New Year, with thin skins and a filling of shepherd’s purse and pork. The aroma of the filling could be smelled from afar.

A young wife, her ten fingers covered in flour, answered the door and poked her head out to ask him, “Who are you looking for?”

Chapter 16

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Chapter 16#

The moon was a half-circle, the tree was not short, and Master Hua Rong was hung high upside down, his eyes closed in concentration, reviewing “Quiet Night Thoughts.”

“I didn’t expect you to look quite dashing hanging like this,” Han Lang appeared, tapping Hua Rong’s temple with his index finger, watching him swing back and forth without a change in expression.

Hua Rong opened his eyes, his smiling face squinting under the moon, his bloodshot eyes barely managing to shine.