Chapter 11: 11

Depraved

Han Shuang believed that Li Jingyun would enjoy every one of the ten thousand expressions he could use to look at her, whether they were soft or fierce.

 

She had no idea, however, that one day he would look at her in this way because of another woman.

 

And furthermore, it is her birthday today.

 

She kicked her feet and shook her hands, her heart stuffy from tremendous resentment. Han Shuang then started racing out of the room crying.

 

"Miss Han." Huayue unconsciously took two steps after her, but because her wrist was still being tugged, she was unable to catch up and could only watch as she fled.

 

According to the original plan, Miss Han would get a congratulations present from Li Jingyun today personally, and the two would also spend a romantic day together to strengthen their bond and ensure a smooth transition into marriage between the two families.

 

However … She was negligent, misled by Li Jingyun's submissive morning demeanor, and had forgotten the wickedness of this evil spawn, so she was unprepared when the calamity in front of her occurred.

 

Upon turning around, she gave the man next to her a chilly stare.

 

With no sense of guilt, Li Jingyun got to his feet, placed the gift on the table, turned to face her with a raised eyebrow, and asked, "Can we go back?"

 

"Young Master." Holding down her rage, she reminded him, "Aren't you going to see Miss Han?"

 

"The other person is crying like that, you still want to go, and see?" Li Jingyun questioned incredulously.

 

"Even though she is not related to you, you still have to sympathize with her. How do you put salt in someone else's wound?"

 

She was dragged out as he sadly shook his head and said, "Even though I don't like her, I can't force people to a dead end."

 

At first glance, it seems quite fair, and Huayue almost regrets her cold-blooded cruelty.

 

She shook his hand as she exited the Han residence.

 

Li Jingyun cocked his head and asked, "What's wrong?" with a light chuckle.

 

The person standing next to him remained silent, only staring at him while unable to conceal her irritation.

 

In his earlier perception, Stewardess Yin was tall and cold, like a rock that couldn't be pierced through with salt or oil. However, as he approached and took a closer look, he noticed that the person's skeleton was very small, the top of her head barely reached his chin, and when the amber-like eyes gazed up, she appeared to be very soft.

 

He subconsciously extended his hand and caressed her earlobe once again.

 

Soft and chilly, like the raindrops on your fingertips after a springtime downpour.

 

Huayue swiftly moved away from him by taking a step back.

 

"This Young Master dotes on you so much today, what are you displeased with?" Li Jingyun halted and withdrew his hand in a displeased manner.

 

"This slave is willing to yield; young master has good tricks." Her sarcastic eyes were raised as she knelt down before him with her hands folded and her knees bent.

 

"However, it is not a gentleman's action to tread on the sincerity of others, prompting this subordinate to be pretentious."

 

However, these were powerful statements, and Li Jingyun responded with a scowl, "Do you think this Young Master really can't do something about you?"

 

"Answering Young Master, the servants are servants and the master is the master. Naturally, the master can make life preferable to death." Huayue mockingly remarked, "To insult a young lady of the Han family today, this servant is already unable to bear," with a blank expression.

 

“...”

 

Still pretty smart.

 

Today, because of her resentment and feelings of jealousy, Han Shuang will go to the General's Mansion to protest and ask her to leave the Eastern Courtyard. It was a wise suggestion by Qin Sheng. Yin Huayue ought to feel joyful as well.

 

However, the person seated next to him had a truly horrible face, entered the carriage with him, remained silent the entire time, and her chilly eyes were dropping more and more.

 

Li Jingyun was irrationally irritated.

 

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became icy, and Huayue cast a sidelong glance out the window.

 

She compared Li Jingyun of today to an old acquaintance who was a bit privileged and looked down on everyone. How many hearts have been held and given away, causing people to look down their noses at this mess and declare that marbles are more interesting.

 

The palace was towering, the eaves were flying, and the cranes were flying, and the sky was just right for the dialogue and laughter.

 

The passengers in the carriage leaned forward as the wheel came to a stop, and the brilliant image was immediately covered in dirt and water and rendered unrecognisable.

 

When Huayue regained consciousness, the side door to the General's Mansion was right in front of her. Li Jingyun exited the carriage before her, acting irrationally as he walked through the door.

 

She didn't intend to follow closely, so she moved gently after him. She simply found a passage and returned to the Eastern Courtyard on her own because neither he nor her wanted to see each other.

 

When Li Jingyun was about to enter the Eastern Courtyard gate, he turned around while maintaining a straight face the entire time.

 

Come on, don't even think about bowing. Yin Huayue immediately vanished.

 

He pulled up his sleeves and walked through the door with a snarl.

 

"Young Master." Ba Dou welcomed him when he returned and stated, "Young Master Wen and company have arrived. They are waiting in the main hall sipping tea when they learned that you weren't there. They've been waiting for an hour already."

 

"Um."

 

The dandies in Beijing are ashamed to leave the house without a few buddies, yet these cronies are very haughty. These friends, though, are particularly pompous. When put with others, the cronies will undoubtedly drink tea, damage their teeth, and engage in bird and cockfighting, but these are different.

 

They are capable of fighting within themselves.

 

As soon as Li Jingyun opened the door, he noticed dogs jumping inside and hens flying around. Liu Chenghe held his saber on the wall and fought with Xu Changyi.

 

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Wen Guzhi asked, "Brother Liu has always come to see Brother Qing Xu, what is there to fight today?" in an attempt to break up the quarrel.

 

The words were lost, and the two started fighting even harder.

 

Li Jingyun closed the door by slamming it shut.

 

After a brief period of silence, three shadows slammed on the door.

 

"Third Young Master, you have returned at last."

 

"Third Young Master, come and judge, this person is causing trouble with me on your domain."

 

"Bah, it's obvious that you expanded your nose to act like an elephant."

 

"You say that once more!"

 

Inside, there was a shrieking sound, and Li Jingyun stood motionless before sneering.

 

For a little period, the mansion was silent.

 

The window next to it eventually "squeaked" and cracked.

 

Liu Chenghe made a flattering head-half stretch and said, "Young Master, calm down, let's talk it over."

 

Li Jingyun while sulkily leaning against the door and extending a finger in their direction, saying, “A stick of incense.”

 

"Order!"

 

Following the burning of an incense stick, the main hall was orderly and spotless, and three canine-like beings knelt in front of him on the plush couch, each holding a cup of steaming tea.

 

"We really didn't come to smash scene; we only wanted to see you specifically because of your serious injuries earlier."

 

“Is it better now? How did General Li respond?"

 

Li Jingyun squeezed his arm and pursed his thin lips as he recalled the stupid bow Yin Huayue gave him every day. “The old man is unaware that the ailment has healed.”

 

"Is unaware?"

 

After his eyes widened and a sense of sympathy developed, Liu Chenghe took his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "It is unavoidable that those of us born into your noble family will have fewer relatives and feelings of love, but that's okay. Let's look after each other.”

 

Before he could complete his sentence, he was cleanly flung out of the window.

 

A "bang" sound was made, and the space went silent.

 

Li Jingyun sat back down, his eyes drooping and his expression worn out.

 

"What's the matter?" Wen Guzhi finally realized that something was wrong, "Third master is in a bad mood today."

 

"Isn't the injury healed? No significant issues arise, and Han Shuang is likewise sent back."

 

Yes, everything was fine; Li Jingyun was simply feeling stuffy and unable to breathe normally. He wasn't sure what was upsetting him.

 

He paused for a second and then questioned, "Do you think I'm depraved?"

 

With horrified expressions on their faces, Wen and Xu poured him hot tea as one rushed over to probe his forehead and ask, "Are you sober first?"

 

Li Jingyun said, "I'm serious," with a tsk.

 

It's genuinely even more terrifying. Who in all of Jinghua has the guts to call this Young Master a depraved person? Even if everyone appears to be a wild man, he must be the most pine-like cypress of them all.

 

“Why don't you tell us what stimulated the third master today?”

 

“It's unimportant,” Li Jingyun paused and said, "A maid is saying gibberish."

 

"No." Li Jingyun spoke carefully after giving it some thought, and sighed again, "Forget it, it's really not a huge deal."

 

People who had always acted firmly, sighed and sighed, isn't this a major deal?

 

Wen Guzhi thought for a second, "The third master was insulted by which bold slave? Please point out, and I'll tidy her up for you."

 

Li Jingyun squinted at him, “The people in my mansion, it's still your turn to make the decisions. Am I going to refuse to clean up or what?”

 

He was bitten while cleaning up, and while he cleaned up pretty well, he was not at all at ease.

 

After all, no one has ever reprimanded him since he was a young child, so it is only natural that he feels angry.

 

Li Jingyun relaxed and drank a cup of tea.

 

Liu Chenghe, who had been thrown out, crept back with tenacity, and spring dirt on his face. He rubbed his robe and grumbled, "People care about you; how can you bear to be so cruel to them?"

 

Xu Changyi hummed, "Those who care about the third master, how many do you think have not been poisoned?"

 

"The third master strolls along the lakes and rivers. He has never enjoyed receiving a woman's attention, and it is not healthy for men to exhibit affection. You go slightly to the side so as not to sully the robe I just prepared."

 

Liu Chenghe pouted and asked, "When did you have a maid in your yard, don't you not like having entourage?"

 

His face sank, and Li Jingyun sneered, "You really know how to raise open a pot without opening it."

 

"It's none of my business; I didn't do it on purpose." Liu Chenghe suddenly raised his hands as he realized that something wasn't right, saying, "I just observed a maid in the backyard being carried away, that's why I asked this question."

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