Jiang Yun knew that even if this person was playing hooliganism, he was still carefully watching and judging every word and sentence he wrote.
Once he finishes writing his confession, he may need to immediately send someone to verify it in the Wei Kingdom.
He was not afraid of Sui Heng going to investigate, as this was a fake identity he had prepared for himself a long time ago, in case of any unforeseen circumstances. That family has received his favor and won’t leak a word.
What Jiang Yun couldn’t stand was his way of getting what he wanted.
Because of his teasing, he soon won’t even be able to verbalize it without biting his lip and making a sound he’s ashamed to make.
He deliberately pinched and squeezed where he shouldn’t.
Jiang Yun wants to put his brush down.
“No stopping.”
He is still holding his hand unreasonably, not allowing him to be distracted, and ignoring the sweat oozing from his palms.
“It’s just the beginning, and it’s already too much to bear, what about the rest of it? Delicate.”
Jiang Yun didn’t know what more shameless and vulgar moves he would use, but now he really couldn’t hold on anymore. He whispered, “Can you… give me a break?”
His little lover trailed off with a twitch.
Sui Heng’s adam’s apple rolled, and he deliberately said in a cold voice, “Have you ever seen someone interrogating a prisoner, and they will ask for this and that? Gu really spoiled you too much.”
Jiang Yun lowered his head and went to kiss his finger, begging him to let go.
Sui Heng’s heart trembled, and his hands also trembled. Unable to control himself, he withdrew his strength.
Jiang Yun immediately took the opportunity to pull out his hand. Before he could react, he turned his head, wrapped his arms around his neck, and then affectionately kissed one side of his cheek.
“Just spare me this time, already?”
He spoke softly, pleading softly.
How could Sui Heng bear this?
“Fine.”
His mouth is no longer controlled by his brain.
“Today, Gu will spare you for now. Gu will come back and continue the interrogation.”
Jiang Yun asked, “Where is Your Highness going?”
Sui Heng exclaimed, “Naturally, go back to Gu’s own place and stay there. If not, do you want Gu to stay here and let you continue to seduce Gu shamelessly?”
Sui Heng felt that he needed to wake up and reflect on himself because his little lover in his arms was too seductive.
He didn’t even know that he still had such skills before!
If this continues, he will really become a foolish person who is dizzy and only indulges in beauty.
Sui Heng carried Jiang Yun to the bed and instructed him to reflect on today’s behavior, and indeed he left with a cold face.
Jiang Yun didn’t expect him to really hold back.
To be precise, he has been able to hold back since he returned from the hunting garden. Although he sneaks over and sleeps with him every night, and he has had reaction several times, but he insists on saving face and refuses to truly touch him.
It seems like touching him means surrendering to him.
Jiang Yun is indifferent; anyway, he is not the one who suffers.
He just found it a bit funny.
At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was a bit tired today and really didn’t have the strength to serve him anymore.
Jiang Yun’s cheeks were still flushed, and his skin was hot, making him feel embarrassed when he tossed around. After putting on his clothes, he went to retrieve a book and leaned against the bedside to read so that he could calm down.
There was still brush, ink, and rice paper on the table.
The top one is not a confession but a portrait of someone who later forced him to do it for personal gain.
Jiang Yun walked up to the table, picked up his brush, added a few strokes to his face, and then raised the corner of his mouth, writing three words next to him: Doggy Sui.
Sui Heng came over at night and saw the painting at a glance.
His face darkened. He picked up the brush and claimed to paint a beard on Jiang Yun’s face, painting him as an ugly cat in revenge.
As he was making a fuss, Jiang Yun suddenly coughed.
Sui Heng immediately asked nervously, “What’s going on?”
Jiang Yun said it’s nothing, maybe the wind and cold haven’t healed yet.
Sui Heng felt a bit regretful. It had just rained these past few days, and the weather was a bit cold. He shouldn’t have made him wear such thin clothes and sit behind the table for so long during the day, writing a laborious confession.
He had actually wanted to take Jiang Yun back to live in the front yard, but he couldn’t bring himself to do this.
He feels like he can’t live without him.
Sui Heng dared not make any more fuss. He dropped the brush, picked Jiang Yun up, stuffed him into the quilt, and said, “Look at you, you’re so delicate, you could get sick at the slightest breeze.”
Jiang Yun lazily nestled in his arms and said, “I’m hungry.”
Sui Heng immediately asked, “What do you want to eat?”
Jiang Yun’s appetite has been good lately, so he counted his fingers and said, “I want to eat plums, I want to eat duck eggs, and I also want to drink chicken soup.”
Sui Heng’s expression suddenly became weird.
Jiang Yun: “What’s wrong?”
Sui Heng said with ill intentions, “Those who don’t know will think that you are pregnant.”
Jiang Yun’s ears turned red, feeling a bit embarrassed and distressed.
But he was used to his shamelessness, he narrowed his eyes and said, “It would be better if there was another bowl of congee with minced fish.”
Half an hour later, Ji An took the palace attendants with him and smiled, then sent a pot of steaming chicken soup, a bowl of fragrant fish paste congee, a plate of steamed duck eggs, and a plate of sugar preserved plums.
Sui Heng asked them to put them on a small table and personally feed Jiang Yun.
Ji An stood outside, waiting, really puzzled. His Highness had made him live in the west courtyard, besides making it hard for himself, what other benefits were there? The bed in the room was so narrow that it’s uncomfortable to sleep.
Sui Heng was scooping chicken soup, and Jiang Yun picked a plum to eat on his own.
Sui Heng saw him eating with relish and asked, “Is it that delicious?”
Jiang Yun said, “It’s not as delicious as the one from Mount Li, it’s too sweet.”
“Which Mount Li, the one Gu brought to you last time?”
“En.”
Sui Heng’s vanity was greatly satisfied, and he also grabbed one and put it in his mouth. It was so sour that he suddenly tsked and looked at Jiang Yun, who had already eaten three in a row, incredulously, saying, “Is this still called sweet?”
Jiang Yun nodded and picked up another one, saying, “I can make do with it.”
Although he ate with great delicacy and elegance, his mouth still inevitably had some sugar stains on it.
Sui Heng said, “Don’t move.”
He didn’t wipe it with his fingertips, but bent down and shamelessly licked it into his mouth bit by bit with the tip of his tongue.
“Well, it seems a bit sweet.”
Jiang Yun: ……
Sui Heng fed Jiang Yun a small bowl of chicken soup and half a bowl of minced congee. Jiang Yun couldn’t finish duck eggs, so he ate them himself.
After eating, Ji An led the palace attendants in to clean up.
Jiang Yun asked, “How long will Your Highness stay overnight?”
Sui Heng said with a stern face that he wouldn’t, and warned Jiang Yun not to try to seduce him in this way.
Ji An couldn’t help but glance at his own Highness.
He thought to himself, if he remembers correctly, since the young gentleman lived in the west courtyard, it seems that His Highness has not slept in his own room for even a day. Even if he doesn’t come to the west courtyard, he will sit on the roof all night, competing with himself.
He also doesn’t know what kind of scene this is.
Jiang Yun had already leaned against the bedside to read, so his eyes curved and he said, “I wish Your Highness a good night’s sleep, so I won’t escort you.”
Sui Heng let out a cold “En.”
The next day, Luo Fengjun visited.
Sui Heng had just returned from the south and asked displeased, “What is he doing here?”
The palace attendant answered cautiously, “It seems that he wants to discuss the art of zither with Young Master Chu.”
Sui Heng became angry upon hearing this, but he quickly came up with another idea. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Let him in.”
Ji An personally went to the west courtyard and invited Jiang Yun to the front courtyard to receive guests.
Jiang Yun asked, “Your Highness is not in the mansion?”
“He’s here, it was His Highness who asked this old servant to call Young Master.”
Jiang Yun felt strange, intuiting that Sui Heng was acting bad again, but for a moment he couldn’t figure out what he was trying to do. He understood that guy’s temper, under normal circumstances, there was no way he would let Luo Fengjun in.
Luo Fengjun, still dressed in white, was sitting in the pavilion, waiting. On the stone table in front of him was the seven-stringed ancient zither that he always carried with him.
He had a cold and proud expression, sitting like a crane, ignoring the pastries and tea offered by the palace attendants. He remained motionless until he saw Jiang Yun coming from afar, and his expression relaxed slightly.
Jiang Yun entered the pavilion and saluted him.
“Crown Prince Lou.”
Luo Fengjun bowed back and looked in Jiang Yun’s direction, wondering, “Don’t you live in the main courtyard?”
Jiang Yun said he just went to the garden to admire the flowers.
Luo Fengjun nodded, and the two sat opposite each other behind the stone table. Jiang Yun saw that he had not touched the tea, so he asked Ji An to prepare another cup of plain water and asked, “What’s Crown Prince Luo looking for me for?”
Luo Fengjun asked directly, “Is your hand injury fine?”
Jiang Yun smiled and said, “It’s better.”
Luo Fengjun was also very helpless. Qi Ziqi claimed that he couldn’t play ‘Feng Qiu Huang’, and Jiang Yun became the only person he currently knew who could play ‘Feng Qiu Huang’.
He is a music enthusiast, and he will never give up easily until he learns this famous song.
Luo Fengjun said, “You should know the purpose of my visit.”
Jiang Yun nodded, not directly rejecting him, but asking, “What is the reason for Crown Prince Luo wanting to learn ‘Feng Qiu Huang’?”
This kind of question is simply nonsense to Luo Fengjun.
“Who wouldn’t be tempted by the world’s most famous song, and naturally I am.”
Jiang Yun said, “Has it ever occurred to Crown Prince Luo that maybe the composer didn’t want this to be a famous song? Nor do they wish to spread it and be learned by the world?”
Luo Fengjun frowned. “What do you mean by that?”
Jiang Yun looked at him, and gently said, “Because ‘Feng Qiu Huang’ is not a general tune, but a person’s blood and tears, with unbearable… humiliating experience. If Crown Prince Luo were the composer, would he hope that his blood, tears, and humiliation would be played as a tool for comparison by the world every day?”
Luo Fengjun froze.
He only knew that ‘Feng Qiu Huang’ was made by Marquis Duan because he missed his lover, the blood and tears were understandable, and where did the humiliation come from, yet Jiang Yun looked serious, unlike the words of prevarication.
After a moment of silence, he said, “It shouldn’t be desirable.”
Jiang Yun smiled and said, “It’s great that Crown Prince Luo can understand Marquis Duan’s hard work.”
However, Luo Fengjun was unwilling to leave here.
“Even if it’s not just ‘Feng Qiu Huang’, we can still explore music theory. You—”
He seemed to muster up a lot of courage before asking, “What do you think of my zither skills?”
If outsiders were to hear this, they would probably be shocked. The master of music, Luo Fengjun, who is known as a “musical genius” and has a world-renowned voice, would even take the initiative to ask others to evaluate his zither skills.
During the conversation with Luo Fengjun, Jiang Yun also looked around.
After looking around, he didn’t see Sui Heng’s figure, which made him feel even more strange. Just now, Ji An clearly said that this person is in the mansion, he could even hold back and not show his appearance.
As he looked back, Jiang Yun suddenly noticed a window with a small crack open. As most of the window was hidden behind the flowers and trees, he couldn’t even notice it if he didn’t look carefully.
Jiang Yun looked back at Luo Fengjun and said, “Crown Prince Luo is the world’s master of music. Your zither skills are naturally exceptional, and few people can match you. Why are you asking this question?”
Luo Fengjun sneered, “You don’t need to say such perfunctory words. Won’t you be able to outwit me? I want to hear the truth, I don’t want to be hounded all the time.”
Jiang Yun was somewhat surprised by his temperament.
Jiang Yun thought for a moment and said, “Then, I’ll be honest, Crown Prince Luo’s zither skills have reached the pinnacle in terms of technique and are impeccable, but in terms of emotion, they can be a bit more plentiful.”
“Emotion?
Luo Fengjun testified.
“That’s right, composing and playing music not only requires profound skills but also a heart that can resonate with heaven and earth, sentient beings, and all things in the world, appreciate the beauty of nature, the pain of sentient beings’ music, and the spirit of all things. All famous songs that can be passed down and prosper in the world either entertain people with joy, move people with sorrow, or simply tell the beauty of scenery. If Crown Prince Luo feels that he has encountered a bottleneck in his music, perhaps it is because of this.”
Luo Fengjun pondered for a long time, revealing a hint of enlightenment. He rarely showed something on his face and said, “Listening to your words is better than me being confined in the room and playing hard for ten years. Today’s spring is just right, how about using Kunshan to demonstrate a song to me?”
On normal day, Jiang Yun would most likely push back.
But Jiang Yun was kind enough to agree today.
Jiang Yun stretched out his sleeves, plucked the strings, and a light and lively melody quickly sounded in the pavilion.
Sui Heng stood behind the shaded window and his face turned darkened, when he saw this.
He really plays.
He thought with a surge of jealousy.
Fortunately, Jiang Yun only demonstrated for a while before stopping.
However, Luo Fengjun was still unsatisfied, as Jiang Yun’s simple song did allow him to appreciate the lush spring scenery as if there were chirping yellow birds jumping and chirping in his ears, which was very different from his previous deliberate pursuit of skills.
Luo Fengjun has been a genius since childhood, but he is not a social genius. It is not easy for him to have abundant emotions and resonate with others.
He looked at Jiang Yun and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you very sociable?”
Jiang Yun shook his head.
“I don’t like to, but Crown Prince Luo can try to get closer to things outside of people first. For example… that oriole bird.”
Jiang Yun pointed to the tree.
Lou Fengjun: ……
Luo Fengjun did not respond, but suddenly said, “I heard that there are many rare music scores collected in His Royal Highness’s study. How about you accompany me to search for them?”
Sui Heng’s study is located inside the Weirui Hall.
Ji An stood aside and immediately said, “This old servant seems to have seen it before.”
Jiang Yun asked Ji An to fetch paper and brush.
Ji An was puzzled.
Jiang Yun said gently, “Without your Highness’s command, I’m afraid I won’t be able to enter his study easily. I remember the location and will draw it for you. Could you please take Crown Prince Luo to take a look?”
Ji An: “……”
Sui Heng, who was hiding behind the window listening to the noise:
“……”
Luo Fengjun suppressed a smile and said, “Forget it, since it’s not convenient for you, I’ll come and see it another day.”
He said goodbye with the zither in his arms.
Jiang Yun also said goodbye to Ji An and wanted to return to the west courtyard.
Just as he walked out of the pavilion, he was suddenly picked up by someone by the waist.
Jiang Yun looked at Sui Heng, who rushed out of nowhere and asked, “Does Your Highness having any problems?”
Sui Heng said with a darkened face, “Did you intentionally go against Gu?”
Jiang Yun was puzzled and said, “When did I go against Your Highness? I have always strictly followed Your Highness’s rules and orders.”
Sui Heng gritted his teeth and said, “Didn’t you see Gu intentionally luring you into the study?”
“So?”
“So, starting today, Gu allowed you to move back in, and you… don’t have to go back to that rundown yard anymore.”
