#FYJT Volume 15 Chapter 1
Again, I’ve been reading this novel for a long time and I love it so much I took upon the challenge of translating it. I’ve been holding off with the translation partly I knew it will be time consuming (seriously, it is with translating, searching dictionary when stuck, editing, etc) and the possibility of receiving criticism with the translation. Thus, I want to declare now that this is a pure fan translation. Please support the author by purchasing her novels and have fun reading them (no sarcasm intended here).
After painstakingly translating Chapter 1, future entries will probably be summaries or translate parts I like...=_____="
Please pardon any grammar mistakes. I spent too many hours translating and considering the most appropriate way to express the author's words without losing the cultural nuances.
Without further ado, enjoy!!!
Volume 15
Chapter 1
Night.
Kingdom Li, ominous.
A lot of moss grew along the decline of the city walls.
Spring is here, it can be smelt.
Presently, at an ominous spring night, in the air was the sound of the burning firewood in the bonfire, perak perak. Also, there was a faint drifting taste of weed sprout.
King, have you finished reading that letter?
Si Qiang sits on half of the stones lying on the ground, two very nice legs dangling in the air, tilting his head, wistfully looking at the King who’s not far away.
After a lapse of nearly five decades, the baptism fire still remains like a scar in this little town. Weeds are everywhere, ruins transverse the desolate darkness, out of thin air appeared current Kingdom Li’s highest supreme and gorgeous King. Raging, burning half a day of fire, holding his sword with a cold expression from the inside and out, he guards Kingdom Li’s intelligence and the already ruined city princess.
The unreasonableness of it all is for the person who is called Xi Lei Ming Wang. A person spoiled by God should probably be like this, with many possessions. It was said Xi Lei King loved him like, Xi Lei citizens also lovingly protect him. His father is the world’s famous swordsman, is rich. Even his enemies also held a strange longing and respect towards him. It was said, Li King once used whatever means at all costs to have him, yet unmoved he escaped.
Ah Ming Wang, in your palms held many things…
Want, don’t want, care, not care, God, because he dotes on you, has bestowed everything to you.
Even if people from distant countries, left and right, can also make things hard for Lei King. As heavens know, the king who never once cared about anything he has seen, because of you, discarded the magnificent palace at the capital, willingly wait in this desolate little town.
The night wind occasionally blows, the grass at the surface of the ground released a soft sound as it sways.
Si Qiang put his hand up, holding the few wiry strands of black hair brushing against his forehead, suddenly he realized at this moment, the thoughts in his heart must not be revealed. Carefully lowering his thick lashes, he did not allowing others to see clearly his own expression.
Actually, there was no need.
Turning around, people who are resting surround the bonfire, enjoying the rare relaxation. Also, working guards, every one of them, were looking steadily forward. Attendants and the transferred palace ladies who served Li King were busy with their own tasks, fearing anything would go awry in front of the King.
Nobody would care about this weird child.
Although these days, he is the only one serving the Great King at night, but it seems that everyone understands Li King’s way of doing things. Intercourse is just one way of relieving the **, a body used for venting is not unlike a tool which is pleasing to the eye, it is not worth the bother of currying favours.
The previous master said, as long as you can please the rich, become a loving pet then can do anything, want anything. This theory towards Li King is actually of no use.
Si Qiang gently sigh after sigh, cannot help but shake his head once again, staring in a daze at the King’s canopy above.
The tent sewn with gold threads, represent Li King’s noble status. The light from the bonfire is reflected by the gold surface, in the night sky there are frequently flashes of brilliant red and gold criss-crossing.
“Si Qiang gong zi, Great King requests you inside the tent.” Behind him was a polite yet distant voice.
Si Qiang released a cry, jumped off the stone, quickly hurried to the King’s tent.
Outside the tent, guards pulled open the entrance for him. Refreshing patterns of flowers sewn on the carpet covered the entire King’s tent, showing off the luxury in which can be enjoyed by a King.
“Great King, Si Qiang is here.” Inside the tent, immediately respectfully knelt on the ground, meekly bent at the waist, awaiting for the Great King’s command.
“Come here.”
From far across the top, the two cold words penetrated the ears. Si Qiang obediently let out a cry, moved to a place less than one feet away from this smart and shred man.
Inside the tent, every corner was lit with candles.
Outside in the wilderness cannot be compared to the palace, even distinguished as a supreme ruler, what is known as the King’s tent is at the same time includes the functionality of conducting political affairs and rest. There is no room to separate the two. Facing the tent’s opening, on top of the carpet were a few invaluable books and various texts, and a delicate cup dish with food was placed on another small table. Hanging at the back was several of Li King’s beloved weapons. The partition was two fans carved with coiled dragons along a bumpy surface screen. Arranged behind is a soft bed, curtain tassels, and an incense burner. This is Li King’s sleeping quarters.
To call Si Qiang to come yet it seems like there is nothing planned to command. Letting Si Qiang by his side but still reading the letter in his hand. Deeply concentrated eyes silently scanned the message on the paper, like an unmoving hill filled with dominating air, invisibly oppressing people to not disturb.
Si Qiang knelt by Ruo Yan’s side, quietly raised his eyes, his expression revealed a look of arbitrary fortitude.
Before entering, he had once experienced training of warning glances. But Li King’s thinking, is just very difficult to speculate. A dignified face, as if forever carrying a trace of evilness and inscrutable intent, a simple expression possessed a meaning so unlimitedly profound which makes people shudder in fear, yet cannot be helped but admire.
He quickly glanced at the text in Ruo Yan’s hand, his eyes continued to rest below to make a submissive look.
This letter inside has news of Ming Wang.
Si Qiang remembers the look of the messenger, the last time with news of Ming Wang was also sent by him.
Don’t know whether the news is good or bad…
Gently bending his body to keep the posture of the kneeling along with the enormous pressure brought by the King’s silence, Si Qiang can’t help but think more and more.
Good news? If it is good news, Great King would be very ecstatic, whether little will also benefit Si Qiang. The Great King would become gentle, there will be a little skill when inserting into the tight tunnel, has slow has swift. Although it is still done mercilessly, at least appear to enjoy it, instead of boringly venting.
At times, he will so much so lazily laugh, using his fingertips to tease thoughtfully of the sensitive body.
Also occasionally, rarely seen kiss. Kissing until any thought, spirit and soul turned upside down, unable to bear emotionally to the point of crying.
However, that sort just signify, the Great King who has continuously longed to obtain Ming Wang, has finally granted his cherished desire, right…
A painful burst of air unable to release bubbled up to the heart, Si Qiang suddenly use fingertips ruthlessly scratch the expensive carpet once.
Suppose it is bad news…that will be good…
“He.”
From the top of the head, the careless laughter startled Si Qiang who’s in the midst of wild imaginations to slightly shiver once. Strong fingertips extended forward, tilted his chin, forcing him to face Li King’s penetrating playful dark eyes, “Serving by my side, unexpectedly learned to be absentminded?”
Si Qiang stared blankly for a moment before starting to panic, “Si Qiang…Si Qiang doesn’t dare…”
Wanting to continue to beg for forgiveness, yet his body was pulled up by a powerful arm, involuntarily sitting in Li King’s embrace. To be a part of the sovereign king’s body temperature in contrast to appear tenderly enveloping his entire body, scorching to the point of seemingly ignite a person, the back of the clothes separating them now stuck to Li King’s ruggedly wall of a chest.
He, did not dare, and did not wish to budge.
“Want to see?” The letter he guessed for a long time, was voluntarily brought closer by two long fingers, gradually settled below his eyelid. Although he extremely wished to know the content of the letter, based on instincts, he immediately diverted his attention and shook his head as if life depends on it. “You’re also pretty smart, to understand propriety.” After saying this, the sovereign king’s voice reverted to a chilly state, still sweetly whisper, yet every word brought a hint of chilliness, “Unlike some people, presumptuous, making people angry.”
Si Qiang is once again startled, has yet to clearly understand when Li King has already coldly ordered, “Summon messenger.”
The messenger since this morning to nightfall arrived from delivering the letter, all along he was just in the King’s neighboring tent drinking water and eating, awaiting for the Great King’s summon, not daring to move a single inch away.
If ordered, immediately come forth.
“With respect Great King.” He knelt and bowed his head.
Within Li Kingdom, the man in control with the greatest ultimate power sat in front of the table, embracing Si Qiang in his bosom, with the perception of a hawk stared down at the kneeling messenger, “At Fen City, what is the reason for Ming Wang’s statue?”
Even though the envoy did not venture to raise his head to check the Great King’s complexion, the unhappy tone obviously indicated the sovereign king’s foul mood. Silently inside, the envoy cried something must be wrong (T Note: I think this is equivalent to the feeling of saying “Oh Shit!”) and doubly cautious and solemnly answered, “At Fen City, the selling of Ming Wang’s statue is the trap set by Yu Lang gongzi in order to capture the enemy party meeting with Ming Wang. When Yu Lang gongzi pretended to be a northern nobleman aboard the Xiao Family’s ship to meet Ming Wang, he did not sense Xi Lei King Rong Tian within the vicinity. Gongzi suspected that if Rong Tian is gone, he is most likely in Dong Fan because recently news are rumoured from Dong Fan…”
“I know Dong Fan’s news. He speculates Rong Tian will pass Fen City, this important dock, to rendezvous with Ming Wang. I also think this is reasonable.” As if to cut off the messenger’s hard work in clearly explaining the situation, he icily laughed, “I am only wondering, Yu Lang considers himself as highly intelligent with a hundred tricks, but this time he actually cannot think of another way and can only use such a shameful idea? I want him to capture Ming Wang as soon as possible. Yet he placed his mind and effort on manufacturing private room obscene toys and publically selling them, spreading everywhere.”
To the end, the words between the lines was increasingly filled with a chilling air, “Reportedly, that doll was made with exceeding resemblance to Feng Ming himself. This is simply bastardly! Who is Xi Lei Ming, how can he become those low class citizens’s privately used sexual fantasy? Those kinds of bastards can also deserve to know Feng Ming’s appearance and physique?”
Si Qiang sitting in Ruo Yan’s embrace, originally Ruo Yan uses both arms to hug. At this moment, both arms increasingly tightened, similar to an iron hoop, bounded to the point the bones were practically snapped. The refined little face twisted into a frown, but he gritted his teeth and bore the pain, not releasing a single sound.
He understood the King was already furious; to draw the King’s attention at this time is no different than stirring up fire and getting burnt.
“Great King please calm down, this is Yu Lang gongzi’s trap set up to capture Xi Lei King, perhaps he did not consider all aspects but not yet…”
“Is he caught?”
“Uh…” the messenger knew his own King’s ruthless command, taking the life of a person is only a matter of raising one hand. He can’t help but shudder, lowering his head even more, “This…this…”
“Talk.”
“Even though gongzi has not capture Xi Lei Wang, but he caught a person named Lie Er…”
“I entrusted him with such great responsibility, he used so much time, only to capture a little servant.”
The messenger hearing the wave of bitter laughter overhead, trembled with fear. After a while did he dare to reply in a low voice, “Report Great King, Yu Lang gongzi said this Lie Er, um, this person, although he is a mere unassuming servant, but…is also very important…”
“Is important to him, right?”
These words completely without a clue, stunned the messenger for a moment, did not know how to reply.
Ruo Yan’s voice once again commands, “Go back to see Yu Lan, have him immediately have those damn dolls burned, not sparing any cost, even collect the ones sold, destroy them along with the others. Here after, any scheme implicating Ming Wang must be passed by me, never arbitrarily make the decisions.”
“Yes.”
“And also,” after a moment of silence, Ruo Yan once again opened his mouth, his tone already at ease, warmly said, “On my behalf, tell him that these few years of drifting about outside, his sufferings and service to Li Kingdom, I have never forgotten.”
“Yes, yes…” the messenger heaved a big sigh of relief, without further delay leaned over further, “subordinate on behalf of gongzi respectfully thank Great King’s kindness.”
“As for the servant he captured, if he cannot bear to kill, I will not force him, let him keep him, play with it however he wants. But,” Ruo Yan’s voice unexpectedly changed, the air again abruptly condensed with heavy oppression and menace, “he must handle Ming Wang’s matters timely and properly. My words, you already memorized?”
“Subordinate memorized.”
Ruo Yan let out an “En,” seemingly satisfied a little, lazily turned his gaze to the box delivered today along with the letter. “This box, what is it hiding?”
Messenger said, “Report Great King, Inside this box is God’s grass. This grass is extremely precious, Yu Lan gongzi intentionally searched for it, to present to Great King, so that in the future after the Great King obtained Ming Wang to use.”
“God’s grass?” Ruo Yan narrowed his sharp eyes, “It’s what Yi Ren once attempted to plant - but time and again failed to plant- that God’s grass?”
“Yes.” Prior to the messenger set off, Yu Lang repeatedly instructed the beauty of this, hurriedly drew a gourd from the model detailed explained, “this grass is as thin as a needle, when used, only extract one root. Prick inside the back hole a little and ** will become as hot as a prairie fire. Even the world’s most powerful and stubborn men, can merely endure six hours, will certainly open the mouth to beg for sex. Once copulated, the feeling is so incomparably splendid similar to the comfort of a deity. The most wonderful is, so long as continuously connect with the same body for twelve nights, every night use one root, each time the same man pleasure the same body, hereafter, only the man who’ve satisfied him is capable of bringing him joy. The drug’s efficiency will never wane.”
A smile which can cause one’s heart to palpitate emerged from the edge of Ruo Yan’s lip.”You are saying, if this treasure is used on Ming Wang, and I only need to nicely embrace him every time he begs. After twelve nights, even if it is Rong Tian cannot satisfy him?”
“Yes. Not only cannot satisfy, but also will cause him quite painful. Only Great King’s body can make him happy.”
“Truly interesting thing, no wonder it is named as God’s grass. I’d like to try this, to see whether it truly is this miraculous.”
Si Qiang who’s been listening to their conversation quietly all along, suddenly shivered.
Ruo Yan lowered his head, watching the paled Si Qiang in his arms, was a rarely seen gentle expression.
“Si Qiang, what is your greatest wish in life?”
Si Qiang was started a bit, blankly shook his head.
Ruo Yan lightly said, “Nobody can say they don’t want anything, every person will want their dream to become a reality, you too as well.”
Si Qiang was startled again, eyes shimmering as paint lifted up, warily size up Ruo Yan, ponder for a good while, not daringly certain nodded his head and dejectedly shake his head.
His shy and cute manner was so extremely amusing that Ruo Yan observing him, suddenly lowered his head, blew a breath of hot air towards his pearl earlobe.
This intimate gesture was totally unprecedented and Si Qiang heart beat quickly, not daring to confidently widen his eyes.
Ruo Yan gently bit his earlobe, emitting a steady voice as tempting as a drug, “As long as you help me with this problem, I promise you, will make your one wish become a reality.”
That can’t be true, right? Any wish, this kind of promise…
Is what the Great King saying real?
A King would never go back on his words, especially this person beside him!
Si Qiang nervously stared, subconsciously bit his lower lip, his breathing becoming laboured.
“Do you wish to try?”
Ruo Yan asked lowly, appearing to be opening a mysterious door before Si Qiang’s eyes. He felt shivers shuddering his entire body, unable to tell whether from excitement or dread.
Taking a deep breath, slowly breathing it out from the lungs, Si Qiang finally felt his body a lot lighter, not a trace of fear or cowering is on his little face. He lifted his head up, looked at Ruo Yan, and nodded.
Ruo Yan smiled, “Good child.” He let go of Si Qiang, instructing him, “Carry that small box and come inside.”
Si Qiang obediently went to take the box.
A very big box, yet very light.
With valuable silk used to wrap around it, the corners exposed with fine handiwork.
He carried the box, following Ruo Yan who had made his way behind the screen, and knelt by the soft sleeping bed.
Opening the blow satin silk, then the box, inside is a smaller jade box. Once the small jade box is opened, exposed was a small full box of weird slender grass.
A strange deep green, length like a needle, also thin like a needle.
From the box, Ruo Yan took one strand and said to Si Qiang, “Undress.”
Si Qiang looked at the God’s grass in his hand, his heart felt dread, but cannot give up. Gritting his teeth without saying a single word, he stripped naked. Ruo Yan simply made one motion. He meekly assumed a dog like kneeling position, sticking up an alluringly white buttock.
Two long fingers entered, slowly fumbled a little while, stopped, as if a target was found.
“Mm…” The body’s most sensitive point became a prickling stab of pain, Si Qiang softly moaned once.
He guessed perhaps it was that needle like grass which pricked that spot.
The man gently stroked his back, in a soft voice said, “If you act like a good child, not beg within two hours, then your wish will come true. You can have freedom, any riches, the most beautiful women or men, I will promise you as you wish. But if you can’t bare it, then you will receive punishment, a very scary punishment. Understand?”
The messenger without Ruo Yan’s command, did not dare to leave, was still kneeling outside waiting. Listening to pleading moans which accelerate one’s heart from weak to strong, and from strong to weak, until the end it suddenly stopped. He understood that the Great King will be coming out soon.
Not a moment later, Ruo Yan came out with a new robe, Wearing a look of sated lust, languidly sat on top of the throne.
Donning a subtle smile, he casually said, “This God’s grass’s effectiveness, is really surprising. Go and tell Yu Lang that I appreciate his loyalty.”
“Yes, subordinate will certainly tell Yu Lang gongzi.”
“And bring this box of stuff back to him.”
Bang.
The small box with the God’s grass was lightly tossed in front of the messenger.
Surprised, the messenger looked at the small box, completely at loss, “Great King? Great King’s will is…”
“I know Yu Lang’s loyalty, but this thing, I won’t be able to use.” The corner of Ruo Yan’s lip slowly quirked up, his brows set, unable to conceal his arrogance and callousness, laughed heavily and said, “To utterly convince Feng Ming, I have a way. To control people by medicine, ruin at will, is like treating a valuable treasure as ordinary fragile tile, what’s the joy from that? Bring this box of God’s grass back, tell Yu Lang I appreciate this great gift. However, this thing in his hands will be of greater use.”
“Yes. Yes.”
“Go.”
The messenger nodded, carried the valuable box of God’s grass, withdrawn. Only outside the tent did he let out a big sigh.
His back slightly chilled due to sweat.
As for Li King inside the tent, a cold-blooded expression on his face but due to the anticipated reunion with Xi Lei Ming Wang in the near future, let out a ruthless and tyrannical smile.
Feng Ming.
You and I, will eventually meet.