Chapter 170: This Paradise Is Not Our Home, So We’ll Wholeheartedly Go Back Home.
How To Survive as a Villain
The matter regarding Xiao YuAn and Yan HeQing going back to the Northern Kingdom was settled for the time being. Yan HeQing sent a letter to Xue Yan and started preparing for the journey. The first thing he did was to go to the medicinal shop, to ask Zhang Changsong if Xiao YuAnâs body could withstand traveling long distances. Only after getting an affirmative answer was he able to rest assured, and went to prepare other matters.
When he heard that Yan HeQing and Xiao YuAn were leaving, Zhang Changsongâs family was naturally feeling extremely reluctant. Zhang Baizhu ran to Xiao YuAn to ask him: âWhy do you want to go there again? And youâre even saying that youâre going back âhomeâ to the Southern Yan Kingdom. But, arenât you from the Western Shu Kingdom? Before, you even went to visit your relatives in the Western Shu Kingdom, so why are you saying that youâre returning âhomeâ to the Southern Yan Kingdom?â
Xiao YuAn replied: âWhat is the point of clearing up such a thing? In the end, weâll belong to the same side anyways.â
Zhang Baizhu then said wistfully: âThatâs what you said after saving that young soldier a while ago. Speaking of which, I saw him outside the village, the one who carried you back that time.â
Xiao YuAnâs eyes brighten: âBao Yinxin?â
Zhang Baizhu replied: âYes, that one. He said that after saving you, he was discovered by his General, and the group of soldiers that saved you were put in prison. Later, when the Southern Yan Kingdom conquered the Eastern Wu Kingdom, the prison cell was broken into, and they took advantage of the chaos to escape. They ended up settling down in a nearby village.â
Xiao YuAn smiled: âThatâs great.â
Zhang Baizhu: âYeah, yeah, I wonât say any more. Anyway, this time, youâll have a comfortable, happy, and prosperous life. Where you wonât need to worry about the mercilessness of the sword, and where you wonât see yourself stuck in a life or death situation.â
Xiao YuAn saw that Zhang Baizhu was saying goodbye to him, and before leaving, he said: âZhang Baizhu, if you have a son, you should name him Zhang Zhongjing, alright?â
âHmm? Zhang Zhongjing⦠not bad, itâs a nice name!â Zhang Baizhu raised his fist and recited the name out loud, excitedly running back to the medicinal shop to tell Lin Shenling.
Xiao YuAn couldnât help but smile. Suddenly, his waist was hugged from behind, but Xiao YuAn wasnât surprised. He simply leaned back and comfortably pressed his body against Yan HeQingâs.
Yan HeQing said: âWeâll leave in 7 days. Physician Zhang said that your body still needs to recuperate for a bit. I asked for a prescription.â
Xiao YuAn: âNo way, Iâm alive and I feel perfectly fine, but I still need to recuperate? Iâm obviously an energetic young man, but now Iâm slowly turning into a medicine jar. Yan-ge, can I stop taking medicine after these few days?â
Yan HeQing replied: âPhysician Zhang knew that you would say this. He saidâ¦. wellâ¦. if you want to have sex without worry⦠thenâ¦â
Xiao YuAn: ââ¦. Iâve been taking the medicine diligently, and I still canât do it?â
Yan HeQing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly remembered something as he asked: âDo you know where the Imperial Palace of the Southern Yan Kingdom is locatedâ¦?â
âI know, I know.â Xiao YuAn tilted his head and raised his hands. Then he hugged Yan HeQingâs neck and pressed his body closer to him: âItâs the former Imperial Palace of the Northern Kingdom.â In the original book, Yan HeQing set up the capital in the former Northern territory, and lived in the Imperial Palace of the Northern Kingdom, because he missed his goddess. This time, his reasons were self-evident.
Yan HeQing, whose head was pressed down by Xiao YuAn, had his lips an inch away from Xiao YuAnâs mouth. Their breaths were immediately entwined together.
Xiao YuAn laughed: âYan-ge, are you afraid that Iâll be affected by the scenery when I return to the North?â
Yan HeQing: âYes.â
Xiao YuAn: âItâs easy to make it better. If Iâm sad, then you just have to kiss me. But you donât have to worry, I wonât be sad.â
Yan HeQing looked at Xiao YuAnâs eyes, and he saw how his own face was reflected in Xiao YuAnâs dark pupils, as if he was the only one in Xiao YuAnâs eyes.
Xiao YuAn released his hands and let go of Yan HeQingâs neck. Then, he turned around in Yan HeQingâs arms, and looked at him face to face, as he said with a smile: âYan-ge, in a few days weâll leave Taoyuan Village, so Iâm quite sad now. What do you think you should do?â
Yan HeQing leaned forward and tried to kiss him.
However, they immediately separated when a âXiao-geâ suddenly came from beside them.
Xie Chungui, who was holding a small clay figurine he got from somewhere, stood there at this moment. Without feeling embarrassed about interrupting them, he seriously said to Xiao YuAn: âXiao-ge, can I talk to you?â
âYes, of course you can. Whatâs the matter?â Xiao YuAnâs voice still had a trace of panic.
Who wouldâve thought that Xie Chungui would glance at Yan HeQing, and say: âXiao-ge, can I talk to you alone?â
Xiao YuAnâs eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He and Yan HeQing glanced at each other. Yan HeQing nodded at him, and walked away.
Xiao YuAn and Xie Chungui were then left alone. After a while, Xiao YuAn finally asked: âChungui? Whatâs the matter?â
Xie Chungui: âThird Aunt told me that you were leaving. Xiao-ge, is that true?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xiao YuAn nodded and wanted to say a few words to soothe him, but before he could speak, Xie Chungui added: âXiao-ge, are you going to the North? Can you take me with you? I want to go back and see it again.â
Xiao YuAn looked at Xie Chungui with a blank stare.
Clearly, these words didnât sound like the usual words Xie Chungui has been speaking recently. But since the smile on his face was still naive and childish, Xiao YuAn didnât know how to reply: âChungui, youâ¦.â He blurted out the word âyouâ, but he didnât know what to say afterwards.
Xie Chungui lowered his head. As the autumn sun shone with a clear light, the young man stood in place, as his voice slightly trembled: âI want to go back and see. See the territory, the mountains and the rivers of the Northern Kingdom.â
Xiao YuAn looked at Xie Chungui, and thought of the young General in the original book. At the beginning, he was also a great hero. A man who was able to hold the fort by himself, and fought against the enemy with the remnants of the defeated army, with only disabled men. But in the end, he was unable to resist the enemyâs army, and he was defeated in the battlefield. The white bones of the dead were scattered all over the ground, mixed together with the grass. His head couldâve grown grey, but he didnât know that the fugitive Emperor was harming the people, nor did he hear that the Imperial Court ate the countryâs food. The only thing he knew was that he vowed to protect the country with his blood. But in the end, he couldnât grow old.
Xiao YuAn rubbed Xie Chunguiâs head, and replied: âAlright.â
XYA and YHQ are so cute o(â¥ï¹â¥)ððð and Iâm so happy that the soldiers who saved XYAâs life survived and are now living peacefully in a village 𥺠Iâm soft ð
Ahhh but XCG always makes me sad ((o(;â³;)o)) my poor bby ððð