The Foolish General's Mute Spouse - Chapter 21

21: Feeling Uncomfortable?

Fu Yu’an stretched out his foot to kick him, it didn’t hurt much, and his tone was somewhat aggrieved: “How did you… where did you learn these things! Did you secretly ask Madam Yu for books again?!”

The corners of his eyes were still wet with tears, just from being kissed he looked so tearfully radiant, Qi Ren licked his lips, his eyes darkening a few shades.

Qi Ren looked puzzled: “No! Isn’t this how you’re supposed to kiss? I didn’t ask her for books, I found them myself!”

A sense of foreboding welled up in Fu Yu’an’s heart: “Where did you find the books?”

“It was in that big box you left in the room! I saw it wasn’t locked, so I opened it and had a look.”

Fu Yu’an had calculated everything but never expected that he had dug his own pit.

“Are you mad?” Qi Ren carefully observed his expression, “Did I kiss badly? I thought you seemed to enjoy it—”

“Shut up!” Fu Yu’an was utterly flustered by his shameless demeanor.

Qi Ren knew when to stop, seeing that he was really angry, he immediately obediently admitted his mistake: “I was wrong, if you don’t want it, I won’t kiss you anymore, okay!”

Finally, unable to resist, he couldn’t help but ask again: “Was it really uncomfortable?”

“Get out!”

Fu Yu’an was trembling with anger, pointing at the door to make him leave.

Qi Ren didn’t dare to provoke him further and hurriedly ran out.

A scream came from outside, and Fu Yu’an then remembered that he wasn’t wearing any clothes.

There were a few pieces of clothing hanging on the screen, whether they were changed or new, Fu Yu’an didn’t take them, thinking that since it was hot, going shirtless wouldn’t matter much.

As soon as Xiao Zhu entered, she saw him sitting despondently at the table, occasionally touching his lips, with a complex expression on his face.

“Your Highness?” She waved her hand in front of his eyes, “What’s wrong with you? Just now the general ran out again, should we still leave a portion of dinner for him as usual?”

“He kissed me.”

“…What?”

“He kissed me…” Fu Yu’an’s eyes were full of confusion, like a child, he grabbed Xiao Zhu’s sleeve, “What should I do? How could he kiss me… he… he’s clearly not into men…”

Only then did Xiao Zhu notice that His Highness’s lips were indeed somewhat unusual.

She was also startled, but it was clear that His Highness was more frightened than she was.

The two had grown up together, said to be his maid, but in daily life, they depended on each other in the cold palace, more like his sister.

“Don’t be afraid, he’s not in his right mind now, perhaps it was just an impulse… was it from reading those books a while ago? Your Highness, don’t be afraid!” She was also panicking, but now she could only force herself to stay calm.

Fu Yu’an shook his head: “He said he found new ones from the box in the storeroom, it’s all my fault, I should have locked it. What should I do, if he really becomes into men… he can’t be like this!”

“Don’t worry, he’s sick now. It’s said that the actions of madmen often defy reason, perhaps once his illness is cured, he’ll be back to normal.”

Fu Yu’an couldn’t listen to anything now, murmuring to himself: “Concubine Jue told me to take good care of him, he should take the second wife to Jiangnan, find a girl there to marry, then have children, achieve great deeds and bring honor to the family, praised by the world… how could he go down this wrong path!”

Xiao Zhu said: “How do you know he wasn’t originally into men? Besides, even if he is into men, you’re not, this is a matter of mutual consent, if you’re not willing, he can’t do anything about it, right!”

Fu Yu’an suddenly woke up as if from a dream, realizing how much he had indulged him.

Perhaps he should never have allowed that first kiss; once it happened, there was bound to be a second. Once you’ve tasted the marrow, you crave more. He was in the prime of his life, and sooner or later…

Fu Yu’an dared not think further, closing his eyes in pain, his heart filled with guilt.

Xiao Zhu gently comforted him, “In my opinion, you’re worrying too much. Maybe he liked men from the start, and it has nothing to do with you!”

Fu Yu’an shook his head in denial, “No, he should like women, I know it.”

This led them into a dead end. Xiao Zhu asked him how he knew, but Fu Yu’an stammered and refused to say.

Seeing that she couldn’t persuade him, she could only sigh and leave, letting him think it over by himself, while she went to find Li Ke to ask about his master’s situation.

The reason Fu Yu’an was so sure he wasn’t homosexual was because he had also been kissed by him five years ago.

At that time, Qi Ren thought he was a girl…

Back then, he was only twelve or thirteen, a very sensitive age. After being caught by Qi Ren while sneaking out, Fu Yu’an became even more cautious in his actions.

Xiao Zhu was also very young at the time, small and thin, unable to climb over walls, so he didn’t ask her to run errands to the bookstore.

Qi Ren recognized him at the bookstore and grabbed him by the collar, “Buying rouge?”

Fu Yu’an was only a little taller than his waist at the time, lifted like a chick and even shaken.

The silver in his arms fell out, making dull sounds as it hit the ground.

Fu Yu’an was terrified, kicked him to barely escape, and quickly squatted down to pick up the silver, afraid someone else would take it.

“Aren’t you spending the festival in the palace?” Qi Ren stood by with his arms crossed, asking.

Fu Yu’an sniffled, ignoring him.

“This girl is quite stubborn!” Qi Ren snorted, “Stop picking it up, come, I’ll take you to eat something delicious!”

At that time, he was only in his early twenties, the most carefree and dashing age, with a handsome appearance that almost no girl could refuse.

Unfortunately, Fu Yu’an was not a girl.

He rolled his eyes, completely ignored him, clutched the silver tightly, and ran away.

Qi Ren laughed helplessly behind him, didn’t chase, and went into the bookstore to find the owner.

So the next month, as soon as he left the bookstore, he was picked up and carried over the shoulder.

Qi Ren was not one to cherish the fairer s3x, and Fu Yu’an was carried over rooftops, jumping left and right, almost nauseous.

At first, he had the strength to hit Qi Ren, but soon he was completely wilted, using all his strength just to hold back the nausea.

After what felt like an eternity of jolting, they stopped at a restaurant, and Fu Yu’an realized that he really was being taken to eat something delicious.

A month had passed, and he still hadn’t given up!

Without waiting for a response, Qi Ren pulled him upstairs. The private room on the upper floor was already set with a table full of dishes, their aroma tantalizing and mouthwatering.

Fu Yu’an’s appetite was whetted. He thought to himself that such a high-ranking general surely wouldn’t deceive him, but he still asked cautiously, “Are all these for me?”

“Of course! They’re all yours! If it’s not enough, we can order more!” Qi Ren, with his wealth and influence, believed this would win him favor.

What a pitiful little palace maid, he thought. Judging by her attire, her mistress probably wasn’t favored either, reduced to sneaking out to buy storybooks. Life must be quite hard for them.

Fu Yu’an had indeed never indulged in such luxury before. His appetite stirred, he asked again, “Can I take some back for… for my mistress?”

“…”

Qi Ren nodded, watching his delighted expression, feeling even more heartache.

What a pitiful pair of master and servant.