The Prodigal Son

Qin Yu was in great pain from being hung up, and Zhao Luan was not having an easy time either.

Her head was spinning, and she felt a sharp pain in her ankle.

This also meant she didn't sleep all night.

But she endured it all!

She couldn't quell her anger without dealing with Qin Yu properly.

During the morning court assembly, Zhao Luan also claimed to be unwell and asked Song Zhuo to preside over the assembly in her place. She only listened in and occasionally pinched her lower abdomen.

We can't hit them too hard, but we also can't kill them!

Surely it's okay to scare them a little?

She's made up her mind!

If he's in a bad mood, Qin Yu can't expect to be in a good mood either!

Seeing Zhao Luan leaning listlessly on the throne, all the civil and military officials were filled with curiosity.

What heinous thing Qin Yu did to anger His Majesty like this?

After a long and agonizing ordeal, the court assembly finally came to an end.

Before Qin Fumeng could even plead for mercy, Zhao Luan ordered his men to release Qin Yu.

"Duke of Wei, you'd better discipline your grandson!"

Zhao Luan spoke sternly, "If you don't discipline them, don't blame me for being ruthless when I have to discipline them one day!"

Qin Fumeng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "This old minister obeys the decree! This old minister will certainly discipline them strictly!"

"Remember, it's discipline!"

Zhao Luan deliberately emphasized: "Although it's said that 'spare the rod and spoil the child,' discipline shouldn't be about constant beatings! Some people become even more useless the more they are beaten!"

"This old minister understands, thank you Your Majesty."

Qin Fumeng bowed again, secretly feeling a headache coming on.

How can we discipline them but not hit them?

This really put him in a bit of a dilemma!

You beast!

What exactly did they do?

Since that beast was released from the prison, he felt that the beast's behavior was actually quite good!

Although he's still a bit of a slacker, he's absolutely capable of getting things done!

He did several things, and although he didn't say it, he was very satisfied with them.

Why is it suddenly acting up again?

Are they getting cocky?

Filled with doubt, Qin Fumeng took the half-dead Qin Yu away.

On the way back, Qin Fumeng kept pressing Qin Yu for details about what he had done.

Qin Yu dared not say that he had used the Dragon Claw Technique on Zhao Luan, so he could only make up a story, saying that he had been too unrestrained and had offended Zhao Luan with his words.

However, Qin Fumeng did not believe it at all.

If it was just verbal offense, why would it be so serious?

Qin Fumeng pressed him for answers, but Qin Yu insisted that it was a verbal offense.

The matter of the Dragon Claw Hand must never be spoken of, no matter what!

Otherwise, I'd definitely get another beating!

Back home, Qin Yu was too lazy to even eat, and lay on the bed to rest like a dead dog.

"Thirteenth Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qingyi entered the room, asking Qin Yu with concern.

"I was hung upside down all night, I'm practically ruined!"

Qin Yu pointed to his ankle. "Quick, rub it for me!"

Luo Qingyi quickly checked Qin Yu's ankle and saw that it was already purple from being bound so tightly. She quickly sat down beside him and gently massaged his ankle. "Should we put some medicine on it?"

Qin Yu shook his head indifferently, "I'm a martial artist too, no need for such trouble."

Luo Qingyi asked helplessly and with great confusion, "Didn't the Duke of Wei say you went to talk to His Majesty? How come you were hung upside down all night?"

Let's talk business?

Let's talk about something trivial!

Before we even discussed anything, I got a good beating!

Thankfully, the female demon still had a tiny bit of humanity left, otherwise she would have really lost her life!

"Don't even mention it! It's just making me angry!"

Qin Yu waved his hand weakly, then suddenly hissed.

Luo Qingyi quickly released her grip. "Did I hurt you?"

"No, no!"

Qin Yu raised his hand to touch his lower abdomen, his brows furrowed, and said, "It's inexplicably starting to hurt again."

Didn't this cure all the congenital heart defects?

Any more questions?

This is seriously a pain in the ass!

"Here?"

Luo Qingyi raised her slender hand and gently massaged Qin Yu's lower abdomen.

"No, no!"

Qin Yu quickly stopped Luo Qingyi, "Don't you dare ignite my anger."

Luo Qingyi paused slightly, a blush rising to her cheeks, and said coquettishly, "You, even in this state, you still can't behave!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Behave yourself?

How can I possibly stay still when I'm surrounded by such a beautiful woman I can look at and touch but can't touch?

Just as the two were talking, a servant came to report: "Miss Luo, someone is looking for you outside the door."

"You rest for a bit, I'll go out and take a look."

Luo Qingyi patted Qin Yu's hand, got up and walked outside.

Qin Yu gently moved his ankle, secretly making up his mind.

Now that my congenital meridians have been cured, I must practice martial arts diligently!

Damn it, if I ever fight that she-devil again, I absolutely can't let myself be ravaged like that again!

Thinking of the scene of being ravaged, Qin Yu looked at his palms again.

Damn it!

Isn't this the same hand that's used to depict the monkey stealing peaches?

Gee!

I may have let my second brother down, but I have definitely done right by this hand!

If I ever die, this hand will probably be chopped off and kept as a souvenir.

After Qin Yu had been lost in thought for a while, Luo Qingyi returned.

Luo Qingyi walked over. "Luo Yushu and Luo Qingyuan have escaped!"

"What?"

Qin Yu sat up abruptly. "How did you escape?"

Luo Qingyi replied, "The brother and sister started the funeral procession early this morning. After leaving the city, before Luo Jianshan's funeral was even completed, the brother and sister made an excuse to leave and haven't been heard from since. They must have run away..."

Listening to Luo Qingyi's words, Qin Yu couldn't help but secretly admire the brother and sister.

Because of the Luo family's funeral arrangements, the officials in the court would certainly be too embarrassed to come and collect debts, and probably no one was keeping an eye on them.

If they want to escape, this is indeed the perfect opportunity!

Niubi!

They actually thought of using the funeral as an excuse to escape from the capital!

They all underestimated these brother and sister!

"So what if they ran away?"

Qin Yu smiled calmly, not taking the matter to heart.

Luo Qingyi frowned slightly. "They must hate you to death right now. Aren't you afraid they'll retaliate against you?"

"Am I afraid of them?"

Qin Yu sneered, "With my family background, if they really kill me, I deserve it! But you need to be extra careful! If you go out, you need to bring the guards assigned to you."

Luo Qingyi felt a warmth in her heart, nodded gently, and then reminded him, "Anyway, you should be careful too!"

As she spoke, Luo Qingyi began massaging Qin Yu's ankles again.

Qin Yu yawned and patted Luo Qingyi's hand. "You go ahead and get busy! I'm going to take a nap."

He was hung upside down all night and didn't close his eyes once.

"All right!"

Luo Qingyi stood up, pulled the blanket over Qin Yu, and then left the room.

Qin Yu closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

In a daze, Qin Yu felt a strange pain in his lower abdomen.

Fortunately, the pain was still within his tolerance level, and driven by drowsiness, he quickly fell asleep again.

Qin Yu had a dream.

In the dream, a female demon dressed in leather pants and a leather jacket, wearing sunglasses, held a small leather whip and lashed it at him repeatedly, making painful screams. The female demon kept letting out eerie "hehehe" laughter...

In the palace, Zhao Luan, after pinching herself for a while, finally succumbed to sleepiness and fell asleep.

In her dream, she seemed to transform into Zhao Zilong of Changshan, holding a long spear and pinning Qin Yu to the ground, thrusting the spear again and again, turning Qin Yu into a sieve...