Chapter 73

From the beginning of this morning, so many things had happened to Zixiu—being diagnosed as pregnant, falling into a coma could be life-threatening, and finally bursting into life and even cursing and punching people, which left even the most undisturbed guard, Yueying, dumbfounded. Nangong Du hadn’t recovered from his illness yet, so it was no wonder that he coughed up a mouthful of blood after a serious of mental blows!

From the pitch-dark blood, Yueying could tell that Prince Mu had gotten rid of the toxins accumulated in his body, but as the latter didn’t seem to be getting any better, Yueying decided to help him to go back to the bed. However, to his surprise, Nangong Du only waved his hand slightly, gesturing him to leave.

The room went silent at once.

Seeing Yueying step away from Nangong Du a few paces with a look of awe, Zixiu followed his suits and moved to Lingxiao’s behind from his arms as slowly and quietly as he could. To his surprise, Lingxiao made no objection. ‘That pervert is not going to die soon, is he?’ As Zixiu had never expected that Nangong Du would have suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, when he looked at the dark blood on the floor with a wary look, he was seized with an impulse to ask Lingxiao in a low voice.

However, he finally forced back his question. Lingxiao didn’t look in a good mood at this moment, his face as livid as that of Prince Mu across from them. Besides, although Zixiu wasn’t a martial arts cultivator and had no internal force at all, he had sensed the tension in the air. He didn’t want to trigger a fight between the two, especially because of him.

After a while, Nangong Du broke the silence with a grim look. “Liu Zixiu, is this the Prince of Tennis you were talking about?” His words sounded completely unthreatening, and it was more like he was saying it merely to satirize Zixiu.

The Prince of Tennis? Zixiu looked at him in a daze. After a while, he suddenly remembered what he had blurted out before he blacked out a month ago when he ‘married’ into the Prince Mu’s Mansion the first day. “My name is Mark Lira, and I’m twenty years old. My favorite Cartoon is The Prince of Tennis!” If Nangong Du didn’t mention it, Zixiu would have completely forgotten about it. But what made Nangong Du think Lingxiao was the Prince of Tennis?

Propping his chin with his hand, Zixiu eyed up and down Lingiao with his brows knitted, as if he were seriously thinking about something. Actually, as he was aware that he would definitely have a headache if he tried hard to recall something, there was nothing on his mind at this point. He had suffered a lot today, and he didn’t want any more headaches!

Needless to say, Lingxiao knew well that he had nothing to do with the Prince of Tennis. As Zixiu gave no explanation or response to what Nangong Du said, Lingxiao was full of doubts, but he still looked at Nangong Du with a defiant look. “Nangong Du, don’t try to stir up trouble and sow discord! If it weren’t for Xiuxiu, I’ve already chopped you into pieces!” he said scornfully.

“Really?” Nangong Du sneered. Instead of looking at Lingxiao, he stared at Zixiu with a grim look, which made the latter’s flesh creep. Shivering, Zixiu couldn’t help but move a little closer to Lingxiao in tension.

Lingxiao was even more surprised when he sensed Zixiu trembling. ‘Xiuxiu has always been defending Nangong Du. How come he’s so afraid of him?’ he wondered. If people could end someone’s life by the killing intent in their eyes, from the way Nangong Du looked at Zixiu, Lingxiao was sure he was going to…

As if having wised up in an instant, Lingxiao suddenly turned and pressed Zixiu’s hand against his chest gently. “Xiuxiu, no worries! You have your Brother Xiao to protect you! I won’t allow anyone to bully you again!” No matter whether Nangong Du intended to kill Zixiu or he was just threatening him, Lingxiao was determined not to let Zixiu get hurt again.

“Hm!” Zixiu nodded, still looking frightened. He was honestly afraid that Nangong Du would kill him with a punch, so he had to count on Lingxiao for the moment.

“Nangong Du, stop frightening others with your terrible smile! If you dare to lay a finger on Xiuxiu, I won’t show mercy!” Lingxiao turned around and warned Nangong Du. He, Yan Lingxiao, had never been a pushover!

However, to his surprise, instead of flaring up, Nangong Du put away his sneer and even revealed a poised look. “Physician Yan, calm down!” he said slowly.

Lingxiao was clear that this prince had changed his attitude toward him not because he was afraid of him. With a sullen look, he said coldly, “Prince Mu, I’ve made up my mind to take Zixiu away today. I’m not that patient, so you’d better let us go, or it will be your death anniversary at this time next year!”

‘Death anniversary? The two are not human beings, but a vicious wolf and an aggressive hawk!’ Zixiu thought helplessly.

“Physician Ling, I like your straightforwardness!” Nangong Du continued. He remained calm, showing no sign of being annoyed by Lingxiao’s threats. Next, he turned to walk to a chair. “Take a seat, please!”

“Humph!” With a snort, Lingxiao pulled Zixiu to the chairs opposite Nangong Du and sat down, wanting to see what kind of trick he was going to play.

Zixiu hesitated, wondering why Lingxiao didn’t leave with him right now. The longer they stayed here, the more dangerous they would be! However, seeing the cocky air on Lingxiao’s face, he didn’t want to disappoint him, so he finally sat down as well.

“Physician Yan, I’m grateful that you spared no effort to cure me!” Nangong Du said.

Lingxiao rolled his eyes, showing no interest in his crap.

Nangong Du didn’t seem to be offended. He then stopped beating around the bush and got to the point. “’A Thousand Years of Intoxication’ is a rare strong poison and it’s hard to find someone who knows the method of detoxification. Without Physician Yan, I might have died. But I’ve never expected you’re my darling’s acquaintance. What a coincidence! Maybe you’ll feel offended, but I have to say you two might have schemed all this!”

With a sneer, Lingxiao narrowed his eyes angrily. However, he didn’t think he needed to explain the whole story to Nangong Du, so he only shot back with a few words. “A gentleman is always open and aboveboard, while a vicious man always has an ax to grind!”

“A gentleman is always open and aboveboard…” Repeating the words in a low voice, Nangong Du revealed a faint smile, as if trying to cover up for his awkwardness. However, next, the bone-chilling look that Zixiu feared most came back into his eyes. “Yan Lingxiao, how can you brag yourself as an aboveboard gentleman? You flirted with my darling, and even peeped at him bathing! Look what you’re doing now! You’re really open and aboveboard!”

Hearing that, Zixiu suddenly noticed that his hand was still in Lingxiao’s. In a panic, he tried to withdraw it, but this only made Lingxiao tighten his grip!

“Darling?!” Lingxiao muttered the word he hated most. Completely offended by Nangong Du’s insulting remarks, he suddenly raised his hand, which was clasped tightly with Zixiu’s. This bastard had taken Zixiu’s chastity, but now he was even insulting him. He had really gone too far! “Nangong Du, listen! Liu Zixiu and everything about him, including the baby, are all mine! You bastard, you can never…”

“Yan Lingxiao, you damned brat!” Before Lingxiao could finish venting his anger, he was suddenly interrupted by a roar. Next, a man in black rushed in and grabbed him by the ear. ‘What happened?’ Everyone in the room popped their eyes out in surprise.

The intruder was none other than Lingxiao’s father, Yan Ke! When Lingxiao was quarreling with Nangong Du, Yan Ke, Liu Wuyi and Luo Huali had sneaked into the mansion and they heard clearly what Lingxiao said in the midst of his righteous indignation!

“Yan Lingxiao! You… I can’t believe you have become such a scum!” What had he heard just now? His son had gotten his future daughter-in-law pregnant before marriage! Yan Ke was incoherent with anger and trembling all over. “You bastard, you, you…” He didn’t know what to say. After all, as Lingxiao’s father and master, he had only himself to blame for his negligence in disciplining his son. “You brat, you’re so monumentally screwed!”

“Master Yan, calm down please! Master Yan…” Following behind Yan Ke closely, Luo Huali tried to comfort him. Actually, as Zixiu’s admirer, he was even more furious than his master at Lingxiao’s words.

Nangong Du and Yueying were stupefied. ‘What the hell is going on? There are hundreds of guards in the mansion. How come these people broke in so easily?’

The last intruder who landed by Zixiu’s side quietly was none other than his father, Liu Wuyi!

“Ah… Mmm?” Before Zixiu could let out a cry of joy, Liu Wuyi had covered his mouth with one hand and pulled him out of the room with the other in the blink of an eye.