Chapter 72

In rage, Zixiu gave each of the two guys a punch, which shocked everyone present. Even Yueying, who kept his cool no matter what happened, was stupified and forgot to guard his master. As no sooner had Zixiu put on his shoes and walked a few steps than he not only felt pain in his back, stomach but also was dizziness and nausea, he had to give up the idea of looking for his cat.

“Urgh—” Unable to hold back the urge to vomit, he held against the table and started retching. “Shit! Yan Lingxiao, you’d better tell me the truth. What the hell is going on?” “Urgh—”

Despite his upset stomach, Zixiu roared while staring at Lingxiao furiously, his eyes darting fire.  In a violent mood, he was much like a pregnant woman at the moment.

Being punched and scolded, Lingxiao felt so wronged. As he was still worried about Zixiu, he reached out and was about to help him back to the couch to rest, but when he saw the rageful look in his eyes, he withdrew his hand. After taking a few deep breathes, he said cautiously, “Xiuxiu, don’t…”

“Shut up!” hearing Lingxiao’s disgusting form of address for him, Zixiu grew even more furious. He had warned Lingxiao many times, but this damned quack still addressed him in this way!

Unfortunately, Lingxiao didn’t realize why Zixiu was mad at him. After hesitating for a while, he continued, “Relax, Xiuxiu…”

“Ah—” Burning with fury, instead of waving his fist to Lingxiao as he had done just now, Zixiu bellowed while rushing over to him. With a grim look, he grabbed Liangxiao by the collar and said in a threatening tone, “You brat, are you playing a trick on me deliberately? You…”

However, before he could finish his words, Lingxiao suddenly pulled him into his arms. What maddened Zixiu even more was that just as he was about to lash out, this quack gagged him with a single finger! ‘Damn it! Does he think he can bully people at will just because he’s a martial arts practitioner?’ he thought resentfully. “Mmm… Mmm…”

“Calm down, Xiuxiu! If you go on like this, you’ll hurt yourself.” Looking down at him gently, Lingxiao tried to comfort Zixiu, who was struggling hard in his arms. He had loosened his grip on Zixiu as much as he could to avoid making him uncomfortable, but unfortunately, he failed to realize how much Zixiu hated the way he addressed him. Being so rageful, Zixiu seemed as if he might explode at any moment like a bomb. As Lingxiao was daring enough to hold the “bomb” in his arms, he must not be afraid of being blown up! Actually, he didn’t care being punched or cursed by Zixiu as long as the latter was safe and sound.

“Mmm…” Zixiu tried to say something, but couldn’t utter a single word. Having been fooled twice, he now had serious doubts about the honesty of this damned quack! Anyway, he was a straight man of normal sexual orientation, so even though he couldn’t break free from Lingxiao’s grip no matter how desperately he struggled, he wouldn’t allow himself to be held obediently in a man’s arms. It was just too embarrassing! Needless to say, he dared to stamp hard on Lingxiao’s foot because he was certain the latter wouldn’t do anything to him and he would never have the guts to treat Nangong Du the same way. ‘Er… wait!’

Zixiu had been struggling with Lingxiao and only then did he realize that he had done something that he had never dared to do since he ‘married’ into the Prince Mu’s Mansion. ‘OMG! I punched that pervert just now… It’s not part of my dream, is it?’

Even with the martial artist, Yan Lingxiao, as his backing, Zixiu still grew tense. After all, his fear of this grumpy prince had gone deep into his bones, so he couldn’t help but feel nervous as soon as he saw him. Moreover, he had just given that fierce ‘tiger’ a punch…

Weighing the pros and cons, Zixiu finally released his grip on Lingxiao’s foot. If he injured this quack’s foot, once that pervert suddenly went mad and was about to kill him, he would have nobody to protect him! ‘Forget it! Being held by a man is no big deal! Anyway, I’m in a woman’s attire now!’

As Zixiu stopped struggling fiercely, Lingxiao took a sigh of relief, thinking that his comfort worked. Like a triumphant cock, he raised his head high while looking defiantly at Nangong Du, who was standing behind Zixiu with a sullen look. The moment he got a punch from his ‘fiancée’ just now, Lingxiao was very depressed and felt humiliated in front of his rival in love. However, he cheered up instantly when he saw Zixiu wave his fist to Nangong Du next. ‘Humph! Nangong Du, you asshole, see whose arms Xiuxiu is in? Don’t try to take him from me!’ Lingxiao thought.

However, to their surprise, Nangong Du neither blew up at Zixiu nor did he pick a fight with Lingxiao. “Puff!” He suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

Lingxiao froze on the spot. It was obvious that Nangong Du had expelled the last bit of toxic blood! “Damn it! How come this pervert is so lucky?”