Prince And His Fool (Boylove) - Chapter 81

The whole wedding dress saga had somehow leaked out reaching Ying Tie’s ears and so he distanced himself from those two for the entire afternoon. Wu Yange on the other hand, had some package delivered so he left soon after lunch with a suspicious look on his face that got Rong Zian curious.

Rong Zian didn’t immediately follow him to the study, giving the prince time to settle down before catching him by surprise. When he got to the study room, the door was locked from within as though trying to keep people out. Rong Zian peeped through the window but could only see Wu Yange with his back facing him. Curiosity got the best of him so he knocked in such an inaudible way that not even a fly could hear it.

‘I knocked first and there was no response so I can enter,’ he thought with a sly expression as he opened the door with minimum effort. Like a mouse caught stealing cheese, Wu Yange tossed whatever was in the package under the table as though Rong Zian hadn’t seen it already.

“You look stuffy, how about we go out for some air,” suggested Wu Yange as he stood up and walked over to him trying to divert Rong Zian’s attention. Off course, Rong Zian wasn’t buying it. He dodged Wu Yange’s hand and appeared behind the desk in a split second.

“Damn it! Why are you so fast?” complained Wu Yange feeling flustered with the tip of his ears red. He had been studying as Rong Zian suggested but the downside of studying was the explicit drawings in the books and he had been caught reading them. He was so embarrassed which was foreign to him, all his life he had never been this humiliated.

Rong Zian flipped through the books and smiled seeming satisfied. The material was sufficient enough to get his baobei screwing him the right way. Wu Yange recovered from his embarrassment and soon noticed Rong Zian’s reaction. He wasn’t surprised or angry, he was smiling which puzzled Wu Yange. He remembered the question from yesterday’s drinking game making him wander if that was why he was reacting this way. Could it be that he had done this before so wasn’t as shocked?

“Zian, your reaction is quite puzzling,” he said pulling up a chair to sit next to him.

Rong Zian didn’t even bother looking up as he studied the diagrams with no hint of shyness. The positions demonstrated were fascinating he just wanted to try them. “Mm,” he replied flipping to another page.

Wu Yange was rendered speechless but had to shed some light on his lover and make him confess. “Let me show you what a normal reaction would be,” he said before calling a servant to summon Ying Tie.

Rong Zian was barely paying attention only lifting his head when Ying Tie showed up. “Your Highness, you called,” said Ying Tie looking at the two of them.

“Here take a look at this book,” said Wu Yange tossing the book to Ying Tie. Though Ying Tie had gone out and found a book that had what Wu Yange was looking for, he didn’t have the courage to open it and so his eyes were as pure as snow.

The brawny man didn’t think much of it and opened the book with ease but soon dropped it as though it had burnt a hole through his fingers with a troubled look on his face while saying, “Your Highness!” His once pure eyes had been tainted by such obscene images and couldn’t get rid of them as though they were glued onto his brain.

“That’s a normal reaction,” said Wu Yange pointing at Ying Tie, “but you seem rather accustomed to it. Baobei do you have something you want to tell me?” while gently rubbing the back of his neck. At first Rong Zian was enjoying the neck rub till he said those words.

“Study thoroughly,” replied Rong Zian as he abruptly stood up and disappeared from the study.

Wu Yange and Ying Tie looked at each other confused but said nothing. “Your Highness, is that how it’s really done?” asked Ying Tie sitting beside him.

“Mm,” replied the prince handing a book over to him, “read this one.” He had handed him the least traumatising book which Ying Tie really appreciated as he curiously read through it. He read something about a shou and gong which left him so confused.

“If Rong Zian refuses to be a shou would you let him be the gong?” he asked his face flushed with embarrassment. He couldn’t fathom the prince being pushed down like in the drawings. It was seemed so ridiculous.

Wu Yange didn’t even look at him when he answered, “Yes why not? I will do anything to make him happy.”

“Wow you are truly in love with him, aren’t you?”

“Mm, I am not messing around. I am truly lucky to have him,” he sincerely responded to Ying Tie’s question. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with that man and couldn’t wait to marry him, tie him down so he wouldn’t have anywhere else to run. With that thought, he foolishly grinned with the question he had asked Rong Zian before tossed at the back of his mind.

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After a day of frolicking and lazing around, the fun abruptly came to an end. Whilst Wu Yange and Ying Tie were flipping through X-rated books, an envoy from the imperial palace rained on their parade with a message from Emperor Qiangda. Wu Wuqing was extremely pissed off about his daughter’s death and gathered up all his forces and creatures under his compulsion heading for Hexie. Though his army was marching towards the capital, the man himself wasn’t with them. The barriers surrounding Qinshu province was still holding him back.

Rumour has it that Wu Wuqing wasn’t alone, he had allied with the dragons declaring war against the rest of Hepeng. His fortress was now being fortified by hideous vicious creatures ascended from hell at his summons. His motto: Eliminate the weak, enslave the strong. Take back what rightfully belongs to me!