Chapter 22: Chapter 22

Zixiu thought there would at least be a decent meal in return for his humbleness and submissiveness. However, to his surprise, this pervert was not only lewd but also extremely miserly! He kept on picking on him after they sat down at the table—In the beginning, he didn’t allow Zixiu to pick food with his chopsticks, and now he even took his chopsticks away! “You f*cking stingy asshole, do you want me to eat or not?” Zixiu roared inwardly.

“Oh, come on! Honey, you’re making my heart bleed!” Before Zixiu could jump up and make a scene, Nangong Du pulled him into his arms and spat out the words he had prepared in advance.

“Making your heart bleed? Your heart must be bleeding because I’m about to eat your food!” Zixiu struggled desperately, but Nangong Du was so strong that instead of breaking free from his grip, Zixiu was pressed against his chest firmly. Now he could even hardly breathe, let alone swear at anyone else!

“Darling, I know you feel off and have no appetite for the moment, but you haven’t had anything all day, I’m afraid you’ll break down.”

“Who told you I had no appetite? I’m so terribly hungry that I can finish the last bit of food in the entire mansion! Now be a nice boy, salvage your conscience elsewhere and leave me alone while I’m eating!” Zixiu protested secretly. It almost drove him crazy to be so close to this pervert!

“How about I feed you?”

“What?” Zixiu’s heart skipped a beat and he immediately shook his head. Only then did he realize that Nangong Du had loosened his grip. “This asshole deliberately made other people think I threw myself into his arms and I’m still leaning shamelessly against him after he withdrew his hands!” Zixiu thought resentfully.

“Have some soup, sweetie pie.” Holding the bowl with his left hand, Nangong Du stirred the soup a few times with a spoon in his right hand before he scooped up a spoonful carefully and sent it to his ‘sweetie pie’s’ lips, his eyes full of softness and affection, which made the maidservants aside widen their eyes with surprise. “OMG! Is Prince Mu really feeding Princess Liuxu? This is incredible!”

Even Xingyi was caught dumbfounded. “Didn’t His Highness realize he had gone too far? How could a distinguished prince serve an unruly nobody like this? Liu Zixiu, look how good you are at whoring yourself out!”

Compared to those maidservants, Zixiu appeared much calmer. He was starving, so without giving it much thought, he wrapped the spoon with his mouth straight away.

Nangong Du immediately trampled on Zixiu’s foot to warn him, but to his annoyance, Zixiu didn’t seem to have sensed it and was still enjoying the soup! “Liu Zixiu, since you like soup so much, I’ll let you have enough!”

“Darling, would you like another sip?” With a sly smile on his face, Nangong Du said gently, as if he were a considerate husband.

“Hm! Sure!” Disregarding this pervert’s hint, Zixiu immediately nodded. He would rather burst his stomach than starve to death!

Next, under those maidservants’ gaze, this distinguished prince coaxed the ‘princess’ with a poor appetite into sipping several spoonfuls of soup in succession, as if he had changed from a brute villain to a gentle new husband!

Didn’t Zixiu feel uncomfortable after all that soup?

Needless to say, he did! Was he ever in the position to say no?

He could if he wasn’t afraid that the pervert might give him a good kick in his bloated stomach, which seemed to be more painful than death!

After some time, a jar of nourishing soup for nerve-soothing was finished by the ‘princess’. The prince put down the bowl with a smile of relief and before he could grab something to eat, he asked a maidservant to bring him a handkerchief.

Taking the opportunity of wiping the mouth for the ‘princess’, he leaned forward again.

“Little brat, you’re really something!” he roared in a low voice in Zixiu’s ear. Looking from where they were, the maidservants thought the prince was kissing the princess, so they immediately lowered their heads, pretending that they had seen nothing.

Zixiu kept his mouth shut, without saying a word. The soup had rushed to his throat and the pervert was so close to him, so he was worried that he might throw up the moment he opened his mouth. If that was the case, this would highly likely be the last meal in his life!

Nangong Du was aware that Zixiu had been stuffed with so much soup, but he wasn’t going to let him off the hook. “Darling, looks like you’re worn out. Let me escort you back to your room to rest.”

“Go back to my room? Are you kidding me?”

After going back to the bedroom, as there was nobody else except for the two, Nangong Du was back to his true colors of arrogance and tyranny. He pushed Zixiu onto the bed violently and kicked him in the stomach. “Liu Zixiu, stay in bed obediently! Or you’ll spend your remaining years dreaming of getting out of it!”

“Urgh—” As his bulging stomach was suddenly squeezed, Zixiu felt like vomiting again, as if his insides had been turned upside down. Clenching his teeth, he struggled to fight back his impulse, but it didn’t work. Seeing him cover his mouth, Nangong Du lost his temper again.

“Hold it, you son of a bitch! You’ll see how I’m going to teach you a lesson if you dare throw up that spoonful of soup I fed you!”

Though it was hard, Zixiu took a deep breath and forced back the soup. His stomach felt worse and it hurt so much where he got kicked.

“What… What the hell do you want?” Covering his stomach with his hands, Zixiu asked in a low voice, which was obviously even weaker than it had been before dinner.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me this way?” Showing no pity, Nangong Du became even more irritated. “Liu Zixiu, what you said just now is more than enough to land you on the scaffold!”

“The scaffold?” Zixiu felt like laughing for no reason. He was too feeble to speak, so he could only shoot Nangong Du a resentful glare, covering his stomach with his hands. If he wound up dead here, he would definitely imprint the murder’s appearance on his mind and haunt him to this perv’s last breath!

“Care to tell me your name?” He realised that he still didn’t know the name of this dickhead!

“Humph! Drop the act! How is it possible that you don’t even know my name?” Nangong Du sneered. By ‘you’, he meant the mastermind behind Zixiu.

“Bastard!” After a while, Zixiu spat out this word in a faint voice with all his strength. Needless to say, another round of beating awaited him.

Nangong Du applied more strength to his feet not because Zixiu was cursing him, but because the unyielding look in his eyes. “Go on staring at me! Keep disobeying me! And I’ll personally see to it that you rot in hell!” he yelled angrily while kicking Zixiu