The Prince Can Always Hear The Secret Servant Chanting The Qingxin Mantra Before Going To Bed

Chapter 1: Do You Know What The Customer Does To The Prostitute?

“I’m an assassin.” Bian Zhonghua said.

Sitting on his knees on the red veil-covered bed, Qi Ci said impatiently as he undressed: “I know, I know.
So, are you going to fuck me or not?”

Bian Zhonghua, who was sitting at the round table at the other side of the room, reached out and pinched the melon seeds that were on the porcelain plate on the table.
As he watched how Qi Ci was tearing open his tediously decorated clothes, he slowly knocked on the melon seeds and said: “Do you want to be fucked so badly? Do you even know what kind of techniques and methods a customer uses to deal with male prostitutes like you?”

At that, Qi Ci stopped.

How would he know?

It was just like the Capital City, with the white horses with silver saddles enjoying the spring breeze.
He’d never been there, so how would he know what it looks like?

What does it mean to ‘wet your clothes’ in spring? What does it mean to ‘have long days’ in summer? To ‘sing a song’ in autumn? To ‘experience a snowstorm’ in winter?

He doesn’t know bullshit, alright?

Qi Ci doesn’t know anything.

Just like how he didn’t know why that man had been talking to him about the Capital City for three whole years, promising that they would go see it together, only to end up being sold to a brothel in the twinkle of an eye.

Qi Ci replied lightly: “The worst thing that would happen is that I’ll have to lie in bed for a few days, but it’s still better than dying.”

“”

Bian Zhonghua grabbed a handful of melon seeds, stood up, and walked over to the bed as he played with the melon seeds on his hand.
Then, he looked down at Qi Ci: “Dying?”

Qi Ci looked back at him without any fear: “Yes.
I have a Gu worm1 inside me.
If you don’t fuck me tonight, I’ll die a violent death tomorrow morning by the time the dawn sets.”

“Oh, seductive Gu poison.” Bian Zhonghua nodded in understanding, reached out, and ripped off Qi Ci’s clothes, which were already half-stripped by himself.
The brocade that was designed to attract the customers slid down his arms, revealing the large bruises and whip marks on Qi Ci’s body.

Bian Zhonghua took a look at his injuries, and said: “The Madame of this brothel, is really tricky.”

Qi Ci spread out his hands: “I can’t help it.
I’m the kind of person who would rather die than give in.
I’m really stubborn, and resistant.”

Bian Zhonghua handed the melon seeds in his hand to Qi Ci: “Do you want to eat them?”

Qi Ci: “….
Xiongdi2, even though I’m very reluctant, I’d like to remind you that you just spent a hundred taels of gold to buy me for one night.”

Bian Zhonghua continued to play with the melon seeds, as if he weren’t going to eat them.
Then, he rolled his eyes and said: “How could I’ve known that you were so expensive?”

Qi Ci: “Do I not look pretty?”

Bian Zhonghua raised his eyes to look at him.
Qi Ci was elegant and handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a white skin, and red lips.
A gorgeous high-spirited young man, and yet, he lacked the knowledge to seduce: “Yes, very pretty.”

Qi Ci: “That’s enough.
This is still my first time.”

Bian Zhonghua: “Oh, then I don’t have anything to lose.”

Qi Ci continued to take off his clothes as he urged him: “Hurry up, quickly.
It’s better to just get the pain over with rather than prolong the agony.
If you help me now, then I can also live.”

Bian Zhonghua wasn’t looking at Qi Ci, he was simply playing with the melon seeds: “The melon seeds from here are quite delicious.”

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