Quick Transmigration: Crazy About the Villain, Begging for Love - Chapter 6

“Your Highness, do not speak such demoralizing words. Consort Xian is still waiting for your return. In the future, when the Eldest Prince ascends to the throne, there may still be a chance for him to request your return.”

Li Qing silently scoffed to himself: He is not a mere object; why would he need to “return”? It is not that simple.

Based on the fragments in his memories, the way the Eldest Prince, Li Yan, looked at the original owner was not pure, it was much like the way Feng Yanzhou looked at him. If he were to actually return, wouldn’t he just be jumping out of the wolf’s den and into a tiger’s lair? Don’t be silly; I had better struggle on my own.

After Dr. Lin finished his treatment, he picked up his medical kit and left. Shadow One, hiding in a tree within the courtyard, noticed the candles in the room being extinguished. He used a signal to call Shadow Two to take over the watch, then found a place to rest himself. Even if the new master did not particularly like them, they still had to be conscientious and responsible in their duties.

The next morning, He Zhangzhi went out to sightsee with the male lead, Feng Yu, while Feng Yanzhou arrived at the courier station with a large chest of gifts. He left Eunuch Gao to wrangle with the courier station officials, while Qin Lang and Dr. Lin discussed medical techniques.

Feng Yanzhou entered as if there were no one else around, walking directly into Li Qing’s courtyard and quietly opening his bedroom door to walk inside. The two shadow guards in the tree: “…” One new master, one old master—whether to intercept or not is a question worth considering. Before they could finish thinking it over, Feng Yanzhou was already sitting by Li Qing’s bedside.

Unlike his cold and aloof exterior, Li Qing, while sleeping, held his quilt tightly, his body twisted in a strange way, like a child who could not sleep still. His wrinkled sleeping robes were somewhat loose, revealing a large expanse of porcelain-white skin, as well as two points… Feng Yanzhou’s breathing gradually became rapid, and he had a strong urge to leave some kind of mark there. Hold back, hold back. He is only 17, and his body is in extremely poor shape!

Sunlight spilled onto the bed through the paper window, and Li Qing grunted a few times before waking up leisurely. After a moment of confusion, he saw the person sitting by his bed: “…” Is the Emperor this idle? Doesn’t he have a morning court session to attend?

“You…”

Before Li Qing could finish his sentence, he felt a coolness on his hand. He looked down and saw a dull, greyish bangle that Feng Yanzhou had fastened onto his wrist. It was so ugly. Is this all the Emperor can afford? Is the national treasury that poor?

“What is this?”

Feng Yanzhou did not hide it from him, his eyes filled with a smile, though his words were quite twisted: “This is a mechanical bangle specially crafted by Master Kongyun. The material is unique; it cannot be destroyed by fire, nor can it be cut by blades. Once put on, only I can take it off. Inside, there is a special spice that attracts a spiritual insect I raise. It can distinguish locations. From now on, to the ends of the earth, no matter where you are, you will never be able to escape the palm of my hand!”

Li Qing: “…” I was careless!

With a complex expression, he asked, “What if I kill you?”

The corners of Feng Yanzhou’s mouth lifted slightly. He drew a dagger from his waist and placed it beside his pillow: “Would you like to try? I will only give you one chance.”

“Are you sick?”

“I am.”

Li Qing: “…” How can anyone have such an accurate perception of themselves? What am I supposed to say to that?

Feng Yanzhou held his hand and coaxed him: “Just this once. I went against your wishes, but from now on, I will listen to you in everything!”

Li Qing pulled his hand away and rolled his eyes. Do you think I believe you? He immediately threw out a question: “I want to return to the Yun Kingdom. Can I?”

“No!” He refused so crisply and decisively.

“Your Majesty, does your face hurt?”

Feng Yanzhou did not understand what he meant and subconsciously touched his face. It didn’t hurt. “Is Qingqing’s face hurting? Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?”

“I feel uncomfortable just looking at you!”

Feng Yanzhou pinched his cheek: “Since that is the case, I will not be a nuisance here. The snow disaster in the north is severe, and there are many matters I need to handle; I am afraid I cannot come to see you every day. I brought you a chest of toys. I heard that you rarely went out when you were young; the box contains things that children in the capital enjoy. When you are bored, you can take them out to play. I will leave Qin Lang here to look after your health. As for the Heavenly Snow Lotus, I have already sent people to fetch it. Rest assured, I will definitely be able to cure your illness.”

After saying this, he ordered Shadow One and Shadow Two to look after him well and left in a hurry before Li Qing could answer. He had been reviewing memorials all night, and he had to continue looking at them when he returned. The snow disaster was severe, and if he did not handle it properly, the common people would suffer greatly.

Li Qing sat up, leaning against the bedpost, staring at the bangle on his wrist with an inscrutable expression…

With Qin Lang’s efforts, it took one month to pull Li Qing back from the brink of death, and his physical health improved somewhat. To completely cure the illness he had been born with, he would need the special method Qin Lang had mentioned. But since the Heavenly Snow Lotus had not yet been harvested, the treatment could not officially begin. Both Feng Yanzhou and Qin Lang were very anxious; only Li Qing remained unconcerned, as if the illness did not belong to him.

By this time, He Zhangzhi had already left the Ning Kingdom for half a month. Before leaving, he had given Li Qing a large sum of money and left behind a loyal man named Banting to serve him closely. Not long after He Zhangzhi left, Li Qing was moved into the palace, residing in the Huiyu Palace, which was adjacent to the Emperor’s sleeping quarters. He did not like having people bustling around him, so only he and Banting lived in the entire Huiyu Palace, along with a cook who did not live there, and two shadow guards who often stayed in the trees.

Having lived here for half a month, Li Qing’s favorite things to do were admiring flowers, drinking tea, reading, and waiting silently in his heart waiting for the Yun Kingdom envoys to return home safely and for that letter to be delivered into his mother’s hands…

Standing under a plum tree, Li Qing raised his hand to break off a branch. He used a bit too much strength, and the snow piled on the branches fell with a rustle, dusting his dark hair with little specks of snow.

Suddenly, a person appeared behind him, gripping his waist firmly. The two bodies pressed tightly together, and Feng Yanzhou lowered his head, whispering into his ear with a smile: “I remember a poem: ‘Longing in two places, we are dampened by the same snow; to grow old together in this life, let us consider it sharing white hair.’ The poem is well-written, but I do not hope that this will be our ending.”

Li Qing: “…” First thing in the morning, what kind of madness is this? Are you hinting at something?

Struggling out of his embrace, Li Qing turned and walked back to his room. Time to eat. The imperial chef’s craftsmanship was excellent; he thought about it every day. Since he was still in the palace, he should eat more.

The breakfast was very sumptuous, but Feng Yanzhou did not eat much, remaining busy piling food into Li Qing’s bowl and serving him porridge. Li Qing had refused many times, but he found that it was completely useless, so he stopped wasting his effort. He simply took it and ate boldly habit is truly terrifying!

Noticing that the dark circles under Feng Yanzhou’s eyes were becoming more and more obvious, Li Qing paused in the middle of biting into a bun: “Is the snow disaster in the north very difficult to handle?” He seemed very tired these past few days.

Feng Yanzhou shook his head and sneered: “Handling the snow disaster is not difficult, but when the silver is allocated from the national treasury, the officials exploit it layer by layer. By the time it reaches the hands of the people, there is nothing left! Every day, countless people freeze to death on the streets; the people are displaced and filled with grievances. The Governor of Liangzhou brought a blood-written petition from ten thousand people to the capital to meet the Emperor, but he encountered ‘bandits’ on the way, fell off a cliff, and his whereabouts are unknown. The imperial envoy I sent was also intercepted and killed halfway! I can guess who did it, but unfortunately, I have no evidence, and since he is a member of the royal family, I cannot easily move against him!”

Li Qing lowered his eyes, staring at the bun in his hand, lost in thought. The struggle between the Prince of Li and the Emperor, yet the people who die are all innocent bystanders. The male lead and his father are not fit to be Emperors at all!