My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 21: A Bowl of Freshly Brewed Poisonous Chicken Soup

Chapter 21: A Bowl of Freshly Brewed Poisonous Chicken Soup

Nie Yao’s subordinates were not to be trifled with.

He knew exactly how the old toad, the late emperor, had died.

He was just a scumbag, so his death was of no consequence.

Nie Yao didn’t understand why the young master specifically told him that. Did he feel Nie Yao didn’t have enough leverage over him, and wanted to offer him more?

“What about what?”

Nie Yao placed the blanched tripe into the young master’s bowl, while he ate the beef that the other party had overcooked.

The young master was very delicate; he wouldn’t eat beef if it was even slightly overcooked.

Honestly, he couldn’t even cook meat properly but was still so picky.

Nie Yao said, “I was out catching pigs for someone and wasn’t in the city when the old toad died, so I didn’t see it. But I heard from my subordinates’ reports that the death was very gruesome.”

It was enough to make even the battle-hardened secret agents want to vomit.

One could only imagine how disgusting the scene was.

“Do you think I’m cruel?” the陛下 (Your Majesty) asked directly.

How was that cruel?

Nie Yao, who was busy eating, thought he was a little strange. He finally stopped eating and looked up at the young master.

He saw the young master gripping his chopsticks tightly, with such force that his beautiful fingertips were white.

Nie Yao stopped eating, sighed, and stroked the young master’s head.

He ruffled his hair.

“No, you did very well.” Nie Yao knew a little about the unfortunate experiences of Father Du. Originally in love with the talented and handsome old fox, Dou Jinyuan, he was instead sent to the old toad by both their families in exchange for wealth and glory.

— Du Lanxi.

He was truly a supremely beautiful ge’er (a term for a male individual with a unique characteristic, often capable of bearing children in this kind of fiction).

When Nie Yao first met him, his face had already been disfigured. But even with scars covering his face, his demeanor was still astonishing.

For such a beautiful person to be defiled by the old toad.

No punishment was too severe for him.

Given Du Suilan’s temper, Nie Yao had expected him to kill every member of the Nie family to mourn the deceased. Yet, he had merely sliced the old toad into pieces; many harmless fools in the Nie family who didn’t get involved were still alive.

It seemed that without his knowledge, the young master had grown up.

He had learned to restrain himself.

“Father said that neither he nor my A-die (Father/Dad) were favored by their families.” Du Suilan looked calmly at the small snowflakes drifting outside. “Every winter like this, they could only rely on each other for warmth.”

Two small people depending on each other.

They finally grew up.

“Father always wanted A-die to live a good life, even at the cost of his own life.” The young Dou Jinyuan cherished his husband with all his love, but in the end, he could only watch him wither away.

Sent into the palace to be humiliated.

His face was disfigured by the powerful Noble Consort.

Du Suilan said, “My A-die was so good, yet he didn’t live long. The one thing my father and I must do in this life is to kill everyone who harmed A-die.”

A-die was kind. When he was taken out of the palace, he let go of the past.

But he couldn’t let it go.

His father couldn’t let it go either.

“Minister Nie, you once said that in the end, mystery dramas usually try to persuade the murderer to give up revenge. And the reason is often—if you do this, the dead person won’t be happy either.”

Du Suilan lowered his eyes, making his expression unreadable.

He could only be heard asking faintly, “Minister Nie, do you think A-die would be happy seeing everything my father and I have done?”

“Will… will he?”

Nie Yao had seen that the young master enjoyed causing a bit of destruction. And he didn’t care about human life or anything else.

So, he had given the other party a dose of righteous ‘chicken soup’ wisdom.

He didn’t expect the ‘chicken soup’ to have such a lasting effect, making the young master confused even after eliminating his father’s killer.

Nie Yao felt deeply ashamed about this.

“Uh… Lanlan…” He organized his thoughts, taking the opportunity to complete the second half of the lesson. “Children need sunshine to grow, so when you are a child, you need to believe that justice will prevail.”

“But you are an adult now.”

It’s time for a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup.

Nie Yao said earnestly, “Actually, once you grow up and step into society, you will slowly discover that this thing called ‘justice’ is rather whimsical. It comes when it wants to, and leaves when it wants to.” Sometimes, it doesn’t even bother to pass by the scene of suffering.

Relying on others is shaky, illusory, and a bubble that bursts with a touch of a finger.

Only relying on yourself is real and tangible, and won’t shift simply because of someone else’s will.

“To be honest, Lanlan. I don’t know if Father Du’s spirit in heaven would be happy to see all this, but I do know—he loves you so much that as long as you are happy, he is happy.”

Yes, that’s it.

This is exactly what Du Suilan wanted to hear.

Forgive the killer and forgive yourself?

Even if he pretended to agree, his father would never allow it!

“Is that so?” Du Suilan’s eyes were teary. The moment he looked up, he put away his evil smile and replaced it with a helpless expression that anyone would pity.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears.

Because of the chili on his hands, the tears flowed even more fiercely as he wiped.

“Hearing you say that, I feel relieved. Thank you, Brother A-Yao.”

Nie Yao felt something was off about him.

But he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.

Seeing the young master crying harder and harder, he quickly grabbed a handkerchief to wipe his face.

The hot pot base today was extremely spicy, and even the handkerchief placed on the table was tainted with the spicy scent, turning it into a tear-inducing weapon. Once his eyes came into contact with such a thing, the tear ducts instantly collapsed.

“Wuwuwu…” So spicy! So spicy!!

Du Suilan cried earth-shatteringly.

He had never been this vulnerable.

Nie Yao was startled.

He thought the young master was remembering sad past events and couldn’t control his grief.

He was about to sigh in emotion.

“Wuwuwu… So spicy… My eyes are going to be blinded by the spice… Wuwu…”

Nie Yao took the handkerchief away and found that the young master’s eyes were almost swollen from the spice.

He quickly removed it.

He then used cold water to wash his eyes, and after washing for about ten minutes, he switched to a cold compress.

“I’m sorry, are you okay?” Nie Yao witnessed the young master’s fragility once more and was full of regret.

If he had known, he should have been more careful.

He shouldn’t treat Little Lanlan like a brother just because he usually acts differently from other ge’er. Little Lanlan has soft skin and delicate flesh; he’s a completely different species from the rough men in the military camp.

“No…” Du Suilan sniffled, “I’m fine.”

His eyes no longer hurt after being washed.

He just felt a little embarrassed.

“J-Just now I was stung by the chili!” The young master found himself a very legitimate excuse. “Didn’t you say that spice is actually pain! I was just hurt by the spice!”

Mm-hmm, yes, yes.

Nie Yao didn’t argue with him.

He absolutely didn’t mention the fact that the young master had repeatedly and clearly used the excuse of spicy eyes to cry hysterically after getting emotional.

Nie Yao hugged the young master, gently stroked his head, and whispered to him, “Our Lanlan is already an adult. It’s okay to cry whenever you want.”

“The adult world is cold and cruel.”

“Anyone who can survive tough times is already a truly amazing baby. So don’t be too hard on yourself when you encounter sad things. Just cry if you want to.”