The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

"Your humble servant..." Deng Jihui continued gritting his teeth, "Your humble servant...is indeed angry that Your Highness whipped me without any explanation."

"Then are you willing to forgive me?" Lu Weiyuan asked softly, shyly and innocently.

"My lord, I am willing."

Even if you don't want to, you have to be willing.

Everyone knows this.

But no one dared to stand up and resist Princess Yuyi's brutality. Just as they all believed that Sui Tao, a helpless commoner, could not resist the arrangement that did not treat her as a human being, they also deeply understood that they could not resist the seemingly harmless woman standing in front of the Buddhist temple.

"I never thought that the Duke of England is such a good-tempered person who is willing to accept everything without hesitation. I feel deeply ashamed. He is indeed a person who can say things that make people ignore the fact that their mother has been humiliated. I am deeply impressed by him." Lu Weiyuan closed his folding fan, took two steps forward, and came to Deng Jihui.

Deng Jihui was a young man, but Lu Weiyuan still looked like a young girl. She held a folding fan and poked Deng Jihui's pale and sweaty face with the tip of the fan: "This is my good Buddhist son. Duke Yingguo must not easily betray Buddhism. Remember today's lesson and don't give up your compassion. Also - don't let me catch the evil thoughts in your heart again, otherwise, I am not afraid to be the one who kills gods and destroys Buddhas."

"The most important thing is, if you become a Buddhist once, you will keep the precepts for the rest of your life. Lord Ying, your answer is just barely passing the test. You still need to be vigilant at all times and be a good Buddhist with a sincere heart."

She turned around and looked at the children of the rich and powerful who were huddled together like little chickens for warmth, and said, "Look, Buddhist, aren't there a group of foolish people here, waiting for you to convert them?"

"Don't tell me that you don't want to be a Buddhist anymore."

The last word was spoken in a cold and solemn tone.

Deng Jihui, who was the first to be hit, felt as if he had entered an extremely cold hell with his physical body. He was frozen all over by the murderous aura from the woman's mouth. However, the princess he saw still had a sweet face and playful manners, as if she had just said a joke. Within one step there was spring warmth, but outside one step there was ice and snow.

It was himself who was buried and frozen in the three thousand ice and snow... Deng Jihui realized that he had finally retained the false title of "Son of Buddha", but the price he paid was that he went from being the "True Buddha on Earth" who was highly praised to being a clown for others to play with and enjoy.

With the princess's statement, in the future, he would be more and more determined to abandon his otherworldly words and deeds, his cold and restrained expression when pretending to be a Buddhist... But at the same time, everyone would know that all this was just a pretense, and everyone would ridicule his hypocrisy, either openly or secretly.

And he will change from a hunter who tries to seduce the princess by pretending to be a "son of Buddha" to a clown who performs for everyone to see!

Deng Jihui opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Lu Weiyuan, who had a smile on his face but a calm look. His ears were buzzing and he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. A strange yet familiar fishy smell suddenly surged up from his throat. Deng Jihui spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Weiyuan just glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left in boredom. Before leaving, he did not forget to kindly tell the people around him to take the Duke of Ying down for proper treatment.

"Your Highness, aren't you going too far?" Hu Ziyi said. He was a duke after all.

Lu Weiyuan blinked: "Play? He is not enough for me to play with - and what did I do? I just hit him twice with a whip. I didn't personally copy a chessboard and hit him on the head. It would be better to hit the second emperor directly. And who could have expected that after I said a few words to encourage him to continue to pursue Buddhism, he suddenly vomited blood and fainted. Maybe he has some hidden illness..."

Hu Ziyi: "......"

Forget it, don’t worry.

Princess Yongtai, who had seen the whole thing in the quiet room, grabbed her sister as soon as she saw Lu Weiyuan coming in and said, "Oh my, why did you make someone vomit blood?"

"The poor British prince has a hidden illness and would vomit blood and fall into a coma for no apparent reason. When he wakes up, he will have to thank me for discovering it in advance, which allowed him to receive treatment earlier." Lu Weiyuan sat next to his sister and leaned his head over.

Princess Yongtai hugged her as usual and asked: "Why are you unhappy after bullying others?"

"It's not fun to bully him. He's just too boring."

"Then you still bully?"

"If he didn't have to jump in front of me and bother me all the time, I wouldn't want to bother him." Lu Weiyuan waved his hand as if to drive away a fly, "I hope he can become more interesting in the future."

"Alas, if what happened today gets out, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you, Yuanjun, to do anything in the future. Those people will be alert in advance, and try to guess your thoughts like they try to guess my father and my mother." Princess Yongtai was not unaware of some of the twists and turns in things, but she was just too lazy to think about them.

Instead of worrying about the world, it is better to enjoy life while you can.

"Then let them figure it out." Lu Weiyuan didn't care. "I'm just afraid they can't keep up."

"...Yes, who can match you? You always come up with something that catches people off guard."

Lu Weiyuan smiled sincerely: "Doing whatever you want is really the happiest thing in the world. Let those fools think hard about it. It's really interesting to see them worrying about my ordinary behavior."

She stood up and threw the folding fan she had used to poke Deng Jihui into a fish tank filled with water in the corner of the quiet room: "I do whatever I want to do. No matter what I do, it's just because I want to, I can, and I can do it. But most people in this world have to find reasons for themselves and others for doing anything. They would rather die with their necks tied in a rope."

She laughed crisply: "People who are mediocre are worrying about themselves, but they don't know——"

"Is it killing? Is it pardon?"

"Abandon? Save?"

"Just a thought!"

"My heart moves when I think of it, and my actions follow when my heart moves. If they can understand what I am thinking, they will be the smartest and most sober people in the world. Otherwise, they are just living corpses, jumping around and making jokes."

Princess Yongtai: ...I seem to understand, but I don’t really want to comprehend it.

She glanced at the monk and his sister who were sitting and talking under the window, as if they didn't hear Lu Weiyuan's slightly crazy words, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Sister, please don't sigh. If the Duke of England dies today, he should thank me for killing him. He is not the smartest person, but he has some cleverness that can entertain people."

Judging from Lu Weiyuan's expression, he truly believed that killing someone was a reward to that person.

Princess Yongtai rubbed her temples in distress: "Well, our smart man, after talking so much, you must be thirsty, drink some tea first."

"Okay, sister." Lu Weiyuan took the teacup and started drinking obediently.

Princess Yongtai couldn't help but feel relieved when she saw this.

Fortunately, her sister might be a monster, but she was not an unrestrained beast.