When Pei Ji subconsciously had this thought, he was so startled that he jumped.
How could he have such a thought, and using the term “serve in bed” no less.
It was all Xie Wangze’s fault for talking nonsense earlier, and Wen Xin’s constant concubine-maid demeanor that led to this.
It was clear that the poison could be resolved now, completely resolved.
The poison that the Princess had inflicted, she should be responsible for detoxifying it. The imperial physicians hadn’t figured anything out even now, so using the old method to detoxify was fine too, lest the poison flared up again.
However, he didn’t dare voice this thought, afraid that Yan Feng would use the same trick and detoxify before he could break through and resolve it himself.
He would be so furious he could die from it.
In an instant, Pei Ji thought of many things.
But Chu Yunge hadn’t considered this at all; her attention was completely drawn to Yan Feng.
After Yan Feng drank the medicine, he had been somewhat drowsy, but upon hearing Pei Ji’s words, he paused and thought for a moment before struggling to wake up fully. He grabbed Chu Yunge’s hand.
“Not going, not going.”
The Little Marquis said he was about to master the Infinite Divine Art, which was clearly hinting that he no longer needed to guard his Virgin Body and could seek mating with the Princess.
He was both angry and anxious as he grabbed Chu Yunge’s hand.
Pei Ji liked men, so he had no chance of touching the Princess.
Not even for detoxification.
Even after Yan Feng fell into a deep sleep, he was still mumbling “not going” from his mouth.
Pei Ji: “……”
What the hell?
Pei Ji’s face turned green with anger. From this moment on, he decided that Yan Feng had surpassed Li Guangi to become the person he hated the most.
With the imperial physician’s guaranteed medical skills and Chi Haohao’s medicine, after half a shichen, Yan Feng’s fever broke, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Chu Yunge let out a sigh of relief.
On the other side.
Xie Wangze, in the prison, learned of the assassination attempt at the Princess Mansion through the jailers’ conversation and hurriedly sent Ju An to inquire.
After Ju An left, he didn’t return for a long time. When he finally came back, his expression was evasive, and he looked troubled.
Xie Wangze frowned at Ju An’s appearance.
“Speak if you have something to say.”
Ju An sighed: “There was indeed an assassination attempt, but the Princess is fine.”
“That’s good. What is the Princess doing? She must have been frightened, right?”
Ju An’s face was full of numbness: “No, the Princess is meeting the young masters from Caifeng Courtyard and appreciating their artistic performances.”
He felt this scene was familiar, as if it had just happened… yesterday.
He never imagined it would happen a second time, and so quickly at that.
Xie Wangze: “……”
Caifeng Courtyard? Wasn’t that where Chu Yunge had placed those male playthings she snatched back? And he had personally arranged it.
Chu Yunge had actually met with them.
“You mean the Princess is meeting those male playthings?”
“Yes.” Ju An confirmed: “When this subordinate arrived, someone was playing the ancient zither for the Princess, someone was dancing, and others were feeding her fruit…”
Some were even massaging her legs; the Princess was enjoying herself immensely.
Before Ju An could finish, Xie Wangze interrupted: “Impossible. She had long grown tired of those people.”
The Princess had been disgusted by the venereal disease and come to loathe these male playthings as a result.
Otherwise, how could he have left them in the Princess Mansion? He would have found a way to drive them out long ago.
But right after denying it, he suddenly thought of Li Guangi. Hadn’t the Princess grown tired of him before as well?
But not everyone was a Li Guangi.
Xie Wangze’s gaze sharpened as he suddenly looked at Ju An.
“Ju An, last time I sent you back, you said she was selecting Yan People. Today you go back, and she’s looking at male playthings again.”
“In your mouth, is the Princess only busy with male playthings every day? Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”
He didn’t believe in such coincidences. Even after an assassination attempt, no matter how bold or lustful Chu Yunge was, she wouldn’t be seeking more male playthings.
He suspected Ju An was making it up or exaggerating to make him completely give up.
He had his own judgment; he was already giving up and didn’t need a subordinate to manage it.
“Si Wei, go to the Princess Mansion and take a look.”
Ju An: “……”
Although his master hadn’t said it, he was certain his master didn’t believe him and had sent Si Wei instead.
He had clearly told the truth; when had he ever lied!
Under Ju An’s aggrieved gaze, Si Wei’s already sorrowful face grew even more bitter: “Yes.”
Chu Yunge was unaware of Ju An’s grievance. After confirming Yan Feng’s fever had broken, she returned to her bedchamber for a midday nap.
After sleeping for one shichen, she woke up to Du Ruo’s report that one of the male playthings from Caifeng Courtyard was missing.
Caifeng Courtyard had originally housed twenty-six male playthings. Excluding Li Guangi, there were twenty-five, but now there were only twenty-four.
“It must have escaped amid the chaos last night.”
Chu Yunge hadn’t forgotten these male playthings. She had said before that she wanted to take a look but hadn’t had the time.
She also learned the exact number then and nodded: “This Princess happens to have time today. Have them come over for tea. Say that This Princess suddenly felt interested.”
The servants and guards had been cleared out, so it was a good chance to check and clean up Caifeng Courtyard as well.
“Yes.”
After Chu Yunge gave the order, half a shichen later, a simple ancient-style ‘afternoon tea’ gathering was prepared, and the people arrived one after another.
When Chu Yunge took her seat, the handsome young men of various styles and temperaments had already assembled.
Their attitudes varied, evident from their attire and expressions.
Some had dressed up carefully, either shy or pleasantly surprised—these were the ones willing to follow her.
The original Princess had looked down on them for being social climbers seeking wealth and power.
As for the other group with resistant expressions, they were the ones forcibly taken and unwilling. The Princess felt they were blind and dared not want her.
In the end, whether willing or not didn’t matter to the Princess.
Chu Yunge carefully sized them up. There were about twenty of them, each with distinct temperaments but no lack in looks, each with their own charm and beauty.
The Princess really had good taste in this regard.
Looking at the young men, Chu Yunge felt they could be packaged for a talent show; they’d go viral just on looks.
She had been tormented for so long in the modern era by capitalists’ ugly kids, whether in talent shows, TV dramas, or short videos—ugly kids everywhere.
These could really cleanse the eyes.
But what Chu Yunge lacked least now were handsome men.
“This Princess heard someone dared to escape amid the chaos, so she decided to see who was so bold.”
Chu Yunge withdrew her gaze: “But after seeing you all, she suddenly feels that whoever ran away can just go; it’s less trouble.”
Some eyes lit up, while others panicked: “Why does Your Highness say that?”
“Just feel you’re dispensable.” Chu Yunge spoke shamelessly.
“See too many, and you’re just so-so. This Princess is tired of your forced expressions.”
At this point, her face darkened abruptly: “This Princess is giving you one last chance today. Those who don’t want to stay in the Princess Mansion, get out immediately. But those who want to stay… betray This Princess, and you die without mercy.”
Although there was no evidence, Chu Yunge suspected the one who escaped had likely been involved in last night’s plot.
She had already cleared out the spies; naturally, these restless male playthings needed cleaning too.
Moments later, half of them—those truly unwilling to live a dark, sunless life as male playthings in the Princess Mansion—fled.
Some didn’t really want to run but fled out of guilt and fear of reckoning.
The remaining ones, either voluntary or sent here with no other options, numbered exactly twelve.
They were all clever, especially knowing the Princess had snatched over a hundred more male playthings. They vied to perform, not wanting to be drowned out among the hundred-plus.
One by one, they showcased their talents to the fullest.
They competed to please her, massaging legs and feeding fruit as a matter of course, utterly devoted.
If nothing else, they provided ample emotional value.
More importantly, they were all handsome.
What difference was there from an on-site talent show? And they were so eager.
Wasn’t this exactly the corrupt life of her dreams?
No more needing to turn short video apps into brothels like before.
In high spirits, Chu Yunge activated a tyrant-emperor experience card, imitating an emperor blindfolded picking handsome guys.
The immersion was superb; they cooperated perfectly, dodging when needed, approaching when appropriate, letting her take advantage.
Hee hee.