Chapter 12

After the punishment, Nangong Du let go of Zixiu triumphantly in high spirits. As the Chinese version of Casanova, he was sexually experienced, but even he himself was surprised that this young guy from nowhere would have made him feel like being in heaven and almost couldn’t stop what he was doing just now. When he was savoring the sensation he had just experienced, another voice suddenly rang in his mind, “Maybe Liu Zixiu isn’t as innocent and harmless as he seems to be. Maybe he cast a spell on you to make you fall head over heels for him!”

At the thought of this, Nangong Du reached out and ran his fingers over Zixiu’s fair buttock to see if he had been tamed.

“Your… Your Highness… Don’t…” Zi Xiu, who was already half-dead, immediately bounced from the bed like a frightened bird. However, as his whole body was drained of all the strength, before he could finish his words, he collapsed on the bed again.

Instead of feeling guilty or pity, Nangong Du grabbed Zixiu by the hair and yelled angrily, “How dare you resist? So you’re still unwilling to be intimate with me, huh?”

Although Zixiu was bold with unlimited psychological endurance, he didn’t dare even breathe freely in front of this tyrant. He could only shake his head feebly as if struggling in his deathbed. Thankfully, at this very moment, there was a knock on the door.

“Your Highness, I have something urgent to report!” It was Yueying, Nangong Du’s bodyguard.

“Come on in!” Without the least intention to cover up, Nangong Du was still tugging at Zixiu’s hair. He didn’t need to hide anything from Yueying. Seeing the strange man on his master’s bed, Yueying didn’t seem surprised and he said as calmly as usual, “My lord, the personal maidservant of Princess Liuxu was killed in the guesthouse of our state.”

“Oh?” Nangong Du’s heart sank. “What’s the reaction of the delegation of the Wen to this?”

“They have reported this incident to His Majesty and requested us to confirm Princess Liuxu’s safety. Prime Minister Lou is on his way here now at His Majesty’s decree.”

“Lou Yuankui?” At the thought of Prime Minister Lou, Nangong Du frowned slightly and finally loosened his grip on Zixiu’s hair. “Did you find anyone suspicious in our mansion last night?” he asked.

After pausing for a while, Yueying bowed to him with his hands cupped. “Your Highness, I should be blamed for my incompetence!”

“Never mind!” Nangong Du stopped him in a low voice. After pondering for a while, he grabbed Zixiu by the neck again. “Go get the portrait of Yuwen Liuxu, and change this guy’s appearance according to it!”

“Er…” Yueying hesitated for a short moment before he continued, “My lord, the portrait of Princess Liuxu is among a pile of other women’s portraits sent by the dowager empress, and I’m afraid…”

Hearing that, Nangong Du suddenly remembered that he had thrown it into the cabinet like a piece of garbage without even looking at it after the dowager empress brought him Yuwen Liuxu’s portrait in person. By then, the dowager empress had given him no less than a hundred women’s portraits, so it would take some time to find Yuwen Liuxu’s.

“Aren’t those portraits marked?” He thought to distinguish hundreds of women, the dowager empress must have had their portraits marked at least.

“There’s no mark on the portraits, but each portrait is attached by a profile. Unfortunately, they have been mixed up as well!” Yueying had to tell the truth.

Nangong Du was rendered speechless. It seemed those profiles had also been tossed by him randomly!