Chapter 31: 18.1: 18.1

Translator – Xiao He Lian

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Chapter 18.1 

“Younger Brother” sounds as nauseating as Madam Xu’s “My son” and Wen Chi’s got goosebumps when he called him that.

Wen Chi lowered his head to meet Wen Liang’s pleading gaze and quietly pulled away the hand that was clenched by Wen Liang.

“Don’t worry.” Wen Chi said, “I didn’t plan to go to the Peach Blossom Banquet at all, let alone in your name.” 

The Peach Blossom Banquet is the home court of Wen Liang and the fourth prince, Shi Jin, if a cannon fodder like him go tere, nothing good will come out of it. At the end of the day, it might be better to lie down on the bed and relax. He just pity the eldest princess who will be robbed of the limelight.

After hearing Wen Chi’s words, Wen Liang’s eyes instantly burst with surprise, he hurriedly wiped away the tear marks on his face and couldn’t help but hug Wen Chi.

“Thank you.” Wen Liang, not very gratefully, said, “Brother promises you, brother will definitely maintain your reputation.”

Wen Chi froze for a moment, thinking that he dared to think that Wen Liang was going to go to the Peach Blossom Banquet under his name.

But when he thought about it carefully, he remembered that Wen Liang in the novel was attending the peach blossom banquet as Wen Chi. How could he know that his performance at the peach blossom banquet was astonishing -fortunately, before his true identity was exposed, Wen Changqing had already spread the news of Wen Chi marrying into the East Palace instead of his brother.

In any case, it was Wen Chi who suffered in the end and Wen Liang, the initiator, acted as if nothing had happened and quickly fell in love with the fourth prince, Shi Jin.

Wen Liang did not know what was in Wen Chi’s mind, seeing that Wen Chi was not talking, thinking that Wen Chi was still angry with him, he carefully said: “The peach blossom banquet is really very important to me so, I have to go. I will always remember your kindness.”

Wen Chi thought that Wen Liang’s promise was already worthless and he waved his hand with a headache: “Anyway, we have exchanged identities, you can do whatever you want.”

Wen Liang felt guilty and promised again and again that he would do his best to help Wen Chi in the future before excitedly getting off the carriage with.

On the way back to the East Palace, Wen Chi drowsily slept for a while before feeling much more refreshed, and even the psychological shadows left on Wen Chi by Xu’s mother and son had also dissipated a lot.

In the Bamboo Flute Residence, Ruo Fang and Ruo Tao were cleaning, and when they saw Wen Chi return, the two young girls immediately put down the things in their hands and greeted him cheerfully.

“Young Master Wen is back!” Ruo Fang smiled so much that she couldn’t see her eyes.

“Young Master Wen, was it fun outside?” Ruo Tao said longingly, “I heard that the market outside sells a lot of fresh gadgets.”

Wen Chi let them follow him inside and took out two masks from his bag and handed it to them- these two masks were bought by chance when he passed by a small stall after meeting with Lord Yin and both masks depicted the face of a Fuhuahua doll1can be called a lucky doll of sort, with snow-white skin, a conspicuous plateau red on her cheeks, and a wisp of hair combed down on her forehead. 

Ruo Fang and Ruo Tao stayed in the deep palace and never had the chance to step out of the palace gate. When they saw these gadgets in the market, they were both surprised and happy, holding their masks and laughing from ear to ear.

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“Mine is a female doll.” Ruo Fang pointed to her own mask and then pointed to Ruo Tao’s mask, “Yours is a male doll.”

Ruo Tao couldn’t get enough of the mask and kept putting it on her face for a while, her voice came out through the mask: “Male dolls are good, I like male dolls.”

Ruo Fang tilted her head in confusion: “Why?”

Ruo Tao took off the mask and looked at her, her long eyelashes blocking her eyes, only to hear her tone calm: “It’s convenient for male dolls to do things.”

“It’s more convenient for us girl dolls to do things.” Ruo Fang hummed unconvincingly, turned to Wen Chi and said, “Young Master Wen, these days when you were not in the Bamboo Flute Residence, me and Ruo Tao are not idle. We were making cakes every day and the cakes we make are getting better and better.”

“That’s awesome.” Wen Chi smiled, not mincing his words, “But from tomorrow onwards, you don’t need to make them, the cakes need to be kept refrigerated but there is no ice in the Bamboo Flute Residence, making more is easy to spoil.”

Ruo Fang wrinkled her nose and said: “That’s true.”

After saying that, Wen Chi realized that something seemed to be missing in the courtyard, he looked around and asked: “Where is Ping An?”

“I don’t know.” Speaking of Ping An, Ruo Fang’s tone was no longer so affectionate and there was a bit of complaint, “Ping An always likes to act alone, and he doesn’t tell me and Ruotao where he goes, so we don’t bother to care about him.”

Wen Chi smiled helplessly. Laughing, he took the gift for Ping An and went to Ping An’s bedroom to look around, but he still didn’t see Ping An’s figure, so he put the gift on Ping’s table and left.

The next day,

Wen Chi was lying on a chair in the courtyard basking in the sun, when he saw Ping Ping running in a panic.

“Young Master Wen! Young Master Wen!” Ping An was panting as he ran. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead before panting slightly, “Xiao Shuanzi was beaten with twenty strokes by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”

“Xiao Shuanzi ?” Wen Chi immediately sat up, “Which Xiao Shuanzi?”

“Of course it was Xiao Shuanzi who sent Young Master Wen back to Wen Mansion.” Ping An said, “This is already yesterday afternoon, when this slave came back, I heard that the Xiao Shuanzi had done a good job in protecting Young Master Wen and His Highness had rewarded him with many good things, but then Xiao Shuanzi said something he shouldn’t have said, so he received the twenty strokes.”

What should not be said ……

Wen Chi instantly realized what that was and his face turned pale with fright.

 

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