Film and Television: The Villain's Life Begins with Joy of Life

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In late summer and early autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Along the official road outside Kyoto, the forests are gradually turning red, and the maple leaves are just beginning to turn crimson. From a distance, they look like cinnabar spreading unintentionally in an ink wash landscape painting.

The afternoon sun shone down warmly, not as scorching as in the height of summer, but with a touch of lazy gentleness.

Zhou Cheng, along with his entire family, chose a beautiful spot nestled against the mountains and beside the water.

The stream babbles, its water crystal clear, with the occasional fish skimming over the pebbles at the bottom.

Unidentified wildflowers, yellow and white, dotted the grassy banks. In the distance, the green mountains were like ink paintings, and the forests were ablaze with color—it was the best scene of autumn.

On the open ground by the stream, several copper pots were placed on stone stoves, and the charcoal fire was burning brightly.

Sang Wen and Si Lili squatted by the pot, which was filled with various vegetables—fresh greens, snow-white tofu, and thinly sliced ​​meat, all neatly arranged in a bamboo basket.

The broth in the pot was bubbling away, and the aroma wafted out with the steam, making one's mouth water.

"Lili, is this soup base flavorful enough?" Sang Wen leaned over to sniff, a strand of her hair falling down her cheek.

Si Lili scooped up a little with a spoon, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's almost done. Everything is ready except for the fish."

After saying that, the two of them turned their gaze to a spot not far away.

There, Ye Ling'er stood in the stream with her trousers rolled up, revealing a section of her fair calf. She held a sharpened wooden stick in her hand and stared intently at the fish swimming in the water.

"Hey! Trying to run away!"

She suddenly threw the wooden stick!

The stick plunged into the water, creating a splash that shattered into tiny silver sparks in the sunlight.

When she took out the wooden stick, there was already a carp about a foot long on it, its tail still thrashing about.

"Haha! Fish hot pot done!"

Ye Ling'er triumphantly carried the fish ashore, water droplets sliding down her calves, wetting her skirt and spreading dark water stains on the hem.

With her chin held high and her ponytail swaying gently behind her head, she looked just like a victorious female general.

Zhou Cheng was squatting in front of the barbecue grill on the other side, with skewers of meat in his hand. He looked up at Ye Ling'er and laughed, "Hey, not bad! Our heroine Ling'er's martial arts skills have finally come in handy. The fish head will be on your plate in a bit."

Ye Ling'er flicked her ponytail, rolled her eyes at him, and handed him the fish.

"Your Highness, don't just use your martial arts skills to bully women. Here, you handle this!"

Zhou Cheng chuckled, took the fish, casually placed it on the cutting board beside him, and then picked up a knife.

He didn't show off his knife skills—because he didn't. There's a big difference between cutting fish and cutting people.

He diligently scaled, gutted, and cleaned the food, his movements, though not particularly skilled, were still quite professional.

Zhan Yuanyuan squatted down beside him and volunteered to start a fire on the grill. She held a tinderbox in her hand and blew hard into the embers, her little face turning red.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Suddenly, a plume of black smoke billowed from the fire extinguisher, covering her face.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhan Yuanyuan rubbed her eyes, her face already showing streaks of black and white.

Zhou Cheng glanced at her, unable to suppress a smile.

Zhan Yuanyuan looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"Your Highness, it won't burn..."

Zhou Cheng sighed, reached out and wiped her face, leaving a trail of black ash on his fingertip.

"To burn charcoal, you need to start a fire first. Okay, I'll do it."

Zhou Cheng first delivered the prepared fish to Sang Wen, and then walked to the grill.

Zhan Yuanyuan leaned closer, her eyes sparkling, wanting to learn how to start a fire from him.

Then Zhou Cheng raised his hand and gently rubbed his thumb and middle finger together—

"Snapped!"

A burst of flame suddenly ignited in his hand, the orange-red flames dancing on his fingertips like sprites appearing out of thin air.

The flames were casually tossed into the grill as if they were real objects. In just two breaths, the charred charcoal that Zhan Yuanyuan had been trying to ignite with a tinderbox for a long time without any reaction turned red with a "whoosh," and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhan Yuanyuan's eyes widened, her mouth formed an "O" shape, and her eyes were full of admiration, the light almost overflowing.

"Your Highness is amazing!"

Watching the jubilant Zhan Yuanyuan, Ye Ling'er couldn't help but pout and mutter:

"All they know is how to use tricks and cunning methods to deceive young girls."

Although she said that, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhou Cheng's hand. That move he just made was really cool, and it made her itch to try it herself.

She knew it was Western magic—she had read many cultivation manuals in Zhou Cheng's study, and had flipped through a few pages before, feeling that the power of Western magic was far less decisive and efficient than internal energy or swordsmanship.

But now that she saw how Zhou Cheng used it, she suddenly had a realization.

This Western system of magical practice has its merits.

Putting everything else aside, some of these little tricks are really convenient to use in daily life!

One fish can only make one fish stew. Looking at the grill, Ye Ling'er suddenly wanted to try the taste of grilled fish.

Soon, she ran barefoot into the river again, bent over, and stared at the water's surface, searching for the next unfortunate fish. The rippling water reflected her nimble figure.

Zhou Cheng had Zhan Yuanyuan try skewering the meat, while he placed the skewered meat on the grill and began to turn it over.

Soon, the oil dripped onto the glowing embers, sizzling and releasing a fragrant aroma that mingled with the scent of grass and wood, permeating the entire campsite.

Several felt blankets were laid on the grass.

Sunlight filters through the leaves, the stream babbles, and birds chirp.

Several people sat together, enjoying the fruits of their labor.

The hot pot is steaming hot, the grilled fish is golden and crispy, and the meat skewers are sizzling with oil.

They ate with great enthusiasm, their laughter ringing out from time to time. Zhan Yuanyuan was scalded and kept panting, while Ye Ling'er fought with her for the last piece of grilled fish. Sang Wen and Si Lili watched the scene with smiles on their faces.

Zhou Cheng sat in the middle, watching them joke around, a smile always playing on his lips.

Just then, a notification sound rang in his ear:

[Negative emotions from Li Yunrui +233!]

Zhou Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

What's wrong with this woman now?

A thought flashed through his mind, but he ignored it and continued laughing with the women.

After the meal, the group took a walk along the stream and mountain path, enjoying the beautiful scenery.

They had fun along the way, stopping frequently to enjoy the wonderful time.

As the sun gradually set in the west, the sky began to glow with orange-red hues at sunset.

Zhou Cheng then told everyone to pack up and head back.

When they returned to the camp, Chen Bao had been waiting for them for a long time. He took a few steps forward, holding a letter in his hands, and presented it to them.

"Your Highness, it was sent from the manor."

Zhou Cheng took the letter, unfolded it, and read it.

It was Li Yunrui's handwriting; there was only one line of text:

"I am at home. If there is any business, please return immediately."

After reading it, Zhou Cheng casually folded the letter and put it in his sleeve.

"When did this letter arrive?"

"It has been half an hour."

Zhou Cheng nodded.

He did not blame Chen Bao; it was his prior instruction that no one was allowed to approach and disturb him, no matter how important the matter was.

Just as Zhou Cheng was wondering what kind of trouble Li Yunrui was up to now, Li Yunrui's negative reminder rang in his ears again.

Okay, this time Zhou Cheng understood, the woman must have been getting impatient.

A large carriage pulled by four horses was parked steadily by the roadside. The exterior of the carriage was exquisite and luxurious, with gold patterns painted on the vermilion body and the curtains hanging low.

It's lined with thick, soft cushions and can comfortably accommodate seven or eight people.

Zhou Cheng led everyone into the car, with Ye Ling'er being the last to leave, reluctantly tossing down the wooden stick that had been stained with the lives of several fish.

The carriage rumbled along the official road toward the capital.

Inside the carriage, the light was dim, with only a few streaks of orange-red sunset filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Zhan Yuanyuan, tired from playing, leaned against Zhou Cheng, her eyelids drooping. Ye Ling'er leaned against him on the other side, also dozing with her eyes closed, her eyelashes fluttering gently. Sang Wen and Si Lili nestled beside him, one on each side, their soft bodies pressed against his arms.

Zhou Cheng leaned against the carriage wall, his eyes closed. The steady breathing of the women filled his ears, while outside, the sounds of horses' hooves and wheels mingled with a strange rhythm, clattering and rumbling, like a lullaby unique to this twilight.

……

It was already completely dark when the carriage stopped in front of Prince Cheng's mansion.

Zhou Cheng escorted the women back to the inner courtyard before leisurely walking towards the inner study.

The moment I pushed open the door, a chill hit me.

Li Yunrui sat behind his desk, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Today she wore a plain white palace dress, her hair was neatly styled, and she sat there regally like an ice sculpture.

The floor in front of her was littered with shards of broken teacups, gleaming coldly in the candlelight. It was clear how much anger the poor tea set in the study had unjustly borne before her return.

"You still know how to come?"

Her voice was as cold as if it had been chilled to the bone.

Zhou Cheng closed the door behind him, stepped over the broken teacup shards, and walked over, making a soft cracking sound under his feet.

"Are you getting impatient?"

Li Yunrui suddenly stood up, his sleeves billowing in the wind.

"I sent word that you had to return immediately! And what did you do? You didn't come back until dark! Leaving me here waiting for an hour!"

She got angrier and angrier as she spoke, and her voice rose.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Zhou Cheng's voice sounded helpless.

"I took them out to relax; it's not something they rarely get to do. I can't let anything spoil their fun."

Li Yunrui was stunned for a moment.

Then, she felt as if something had stabbed her in the heart.

She suppressed her anger, but her voice became even sharper:

"You delayed my business and made me wait for so long just for the sake of a few women's fun?"

She walked around the desk, stood in front of him, and stared intently at him.

"Your women,"

"Besides Ye Ling'er, what use are the others? They'll only waste your time and wear down your spirit! Li Chengcheng! You are a prince of the Li family! You are Prince Cheng! Not a customer of a brothel! You should understand what you're doing!"

Zhou Cheng looked at her.

His expression showed no impatience, only calmness.

He said, "I understand perfectly well that what I did was what I wanted to do and what I should do."

"You don't understand!"

Li Yunrui almost screamed, looking as if he had gone mad with anger.

Zhou Cheng frowned, staring at Li Yunrui with a puzzled look.

He couldn't understand what was wrong with this woman. Even if she was menstruating, her emotions shouldn't be so unstable.

Li Yunrui's chest heaved as she took several deep breaths and then exhaled slowly.

She stared intently at him, her gaze filled with anger, disappointment, and an indescribable emotion.

"Li Chengcheng, we have no way out! It's either live or die! Of the women in your household, keep Ye Ling'er, and get rid of the rest! To reach that position, you must learn to make choices!"

"Choose one?"

Zhou Cheng's expression turned calm. He stepped forward and stood in front of Li Yunrui, almost face to face with her.

"Learn to make choices and become the next Emperor Qing?"

Li Yunrui's expression froze.

Those words were like a knife, piercing precisely where she had never imagined.

Zhou Cheng lowered his head and took her hand. Her hand was fair and slender, but slightly cool, and her knuckles were a little stiff. He gently stroked the back of her hand, as if soothing a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Auntie, oh Auntie, if I can abandon others today, won't I abandon you tomorrow?"

He looked up at her, his gaze calm and profound.

"I've always treated all my women equally; I won't abandon any of them, and you're no exception!"

Li Yunrui was stunned.

I was initially touched by his promise not to abandon me, but then I suddenly remembered the phrase "treating everyone equally" and I was instantly furious.

"Treat everyone equally?!"

She jerked her hand back as if she had been burned.

"How dare you compare those women to me!"

She was so angry that she was trembling all over.

She knew very well the background of the woman beside Zhou Cheng.

What Sangwen, Silili...

Is she like them?

Li Yunrui grew angrier the more she thought about it, and turned around to grab the tea tray on the desk, intending to throw it at him.

But Zhou Cheng reached out and firmly grasped her wrist.

She struggled desperately, but couldn't break free at all; that hand was like an iron clamp.

Zhou Cheng snatched the tea tray with his other hand, and with a surge of true energy—

"Bang!"

The tea tray shattered in his hand, turning into countless tiny wood chips that drifted and scattered between the two of them, into her hair, and onto the ground.

Wood chips fell like snowflakes.

Li Yunrui raised his hand, frozen in place, as if he had been stunned.

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Cheng used his true energy to clear away the surrounding debris, sweeping the crumbs aside.

He didn't know what was wrong with Li Yunrui, and he lost patience.

The key to solving the problem lies in the way we communicate.

He grabbed Li Yunrui's hand and forced her down onto the desk.

The impact of her back hitting the cold, hard tabletop jolted Li Yunrui awake. She snapped out of her daze and tried to prop herself up with her arms, but she couldn't free her hands.

Just as Zhou Cheng was preparing to use violence to force her to cooperate—

"No! No! I'm pregnant!"

Li Yunrui tilted her head, her voice trembling slightly.

Zhou Cheng suddenly stopped moving.

He looked down at her profile, so close to his. The candlelight illuminated her face, revealing a hint of panic in her exquisite features, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"What?"

Li Yunrui bit her lip and remained silent.

Zhou Cheng got off her.

Li Yunrui then stood up, turned her back to him, and straightened her disheveled clothes with slightly trembling hands.

Zhou Cheng stood there, watching her slender back. Only after she had straightened her clothes did he slowly speak:

"When did this happen?"

Li Yunrui didn't want to say it.

She was still angry, annoyed that he compared her to those women.

However, remembering the purpose of her trip, she still spoke. She turned to look at him, her face already regaining its usual composure:

"Less than two months."

She took a deep breath.

"To be precise, it's the half-month mark, which should be the time you just returned from the border region."

She paused.

"It was in this study that time."

That time, Zhou Cheng caught her in a compromising situation, and she acted outrageously for a long time in this study, ignoring the many guests in the front yard.

Previously, when she was at Guangxin Palace, she would always take precautions afterward. But that time, she was exhausted and forgot to clean up.

Just that one oversight.

Unexpectedly, it came about right away.

Zhou Cheng's gaze swept across the desk, across the floor, and landed on the desk where he had just pinned her down.

Memories flooded back.

Zhou Cheng fell silent.

Well, he really was just having fun that time.

did not expect.

Unexpectedly, the first woman to conceive his child was Li Yunrui!

He had many women around him, but they were all too young. Even Zhan Yuanyuan, who kept saying she wanted to have his child, he always took precautions.

The only one who wasn't deliberately controlled was Zhan Doudou.

The capital city was thousands of miles away, and communication was inconvenient.

It's still unknown whether Zhan Doudou has one, but Li Yunrui has unexpectedly gotten one.

He finally understood why this slut had been constantly feeding him negative emotions all day.

To be honest, it's really quite amazing how a woman can have a child!

Considering his two lifetimes, his actual age is actually a full twelve years older than Li Yunrui's.

Although his women had all called him that, this was the first time he had ever actually become a father.

Li Yunrui looked at Zhou Cheng, at this man, and her expression slowly became strange.

She had made preparations before coming here.

I was prepared to witness the ugliest side of this man.

She thought that after hearing those words, the other person would panic, become hysterical, try to distance themselves, deny everything, and make her miscarry...

But she never imagined it would be like this.

There was no excuse.

There was no fear.

There was no disdain.

Only silence, and the complex emotions in those eyes.

Zhou Cheng took a step forward.

Li Yunrui subconsciously took a step back, but he grabbed her waist.

He moved one hand very gently over and placed it lightly on her lower abdomen.

"More than a month," he murmured, "and I can't see anything..."

He dared not use his inner energy to investigate, fearing it might have some negative consequences.

For a moment, Li Yunrui was at a loss, her whole body stiffened, and she remained motionless.

He suddenly looked up at her.

"Did I hurt you the last few times I messed with you?"

Li Yunrui was stunned for a moment.

She hadn't expected that his first question would be this.

"No...no."

She found her voice sounded strange, somewhat soft, as if she had returned to her teenage years, an age when she was still shy and afraid.

"I've had the imperial physician examine me, and there's nothing wrong."

Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he still feels a bit scared when he thinks about it now.

He hadn't shown much mercy on the previous occasions. Luckily, the tricks he played didn't hurt the child, otherwise, the child might not have survived.

"Give birth to it!"

Zhou Cheng raised his head and said earnestly.

He already understood why Li Yunrui had come.

Although he doesn't particularly like children, this is his first child, and he wants to keep it.

Li Yunrui remained silent in the face of Zhou Cheng's earnest gaze.

Before she came, she thought Zhou Cheng had created trouble for her.

She came here with the intention of using the child as a bargaining chip to make a deal with Zhou Cheng, so that he would pay some price or reveal some of his secrets before she would agree to abort the child.

Zhou Cheng's reaction was completely unexpected, even contrary to her expectations.

For a moment, she was somewhat dazed.

However, she quickly broke free from this inexplicable emotion and put on her usual cold smile.

"Give birth? It's not that easy!"

She pushed him away and took two steps back.

"I control the Imperial Treasury, and countless eyes are watching me every moment. In a few months, my belly will be too big to hide. Do you think those people will let the opportunity slip by then?"

Her face held a mocking expression.

"I am still nominally an unmarried princess. Guangxin Palace is in the inner palace. If my pregnancy is exposed, I will inevitably be accused of defiling the inner palace."

She paused, her gaze becoming deep and unfathomable.

"I am a shameless woman. I seduced Lin Ruofu at fifteen and gave birth to Lin Wan'er at sixteen. But when was that? His Majesty had just ascended the throne, the political situation was unstable, and he had very few trustworthy people around him. He needed me. No matter what mistakes I made, he would pretend not to see them! And now? He has too many people he can use! Prime Minister Lin Ruofu has become superfluous. He even transferred that slut's son from Danzhou."

Her voice grew colder and colder.

"He now wants to give everything I've worked so hard to achieve to that bastard's son!"

She looked at him, her gaze filled with a hint of ruthlessness and determination.

"I won't give anyone a chance."

As she spoke, her voice lowered again.

"Cheng'er, do you understand? I can only choose one: the child or the inner treasury. How can you expect me to choose?"