[Collection] Six Worlds

Ling Yue followed the man into the front hall, only to find that he had come to a place that the Taifu never let him go - the legendary brothel.

Ling Yue stared dumbfounded at the men and women who were in love with each other in the hall, speechless in surprise.

The man covered Ling Yue's eyes with his hand, and whispered in his ear as he led him away, "Let's go, the leader is still waiting."

The heat covering his eyes made Ling Yue dazed for a while, and Ling Yue didn't react until he entered an attic on the third floor.

In the room, a woman was sitting by the table, and Feng Qiwu was lying on her side... on the beam of the house.

After the scar-faced man brought Ling Yue in, he stood aside and waited politely.

Ling Yue looked at the scar-faced man standing respectfully aside, then at the woman who was looking at him with her elbows on the table and her chin, stepped forward a few steps towards Feng Qiwu on the beam with her head raised. Called: "Master."

Feng Qiwu opened his eyes, glanced casually at the scar-faced man, and ordered: "Ergou, go get some food."

The scar-faced man named Ergou responded and backed out. Ling Yue watched him go out suspiciously, wondering why such a big man was still called Ergou.

Feng Qiwu came down from the beam lightly, landed in front of Ling Yue, and pinched his face: "From now on, you are my apprentice."

Ling Yue's eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly tugged on Feng Qiwu's sleeve and howled: "Master, you agree!"

Feng Qiwu patted his hand away with some distaste, pointed at the woman sitting at the table with his chin: "This is my sister, your uncle, she will take you to practice exercises when I'm not free."

Ling Yue immediately ran over and respectfully bowed to Feng Qijin: "Master, hello!"

Feng Qijin pulled Ling Yue to sit beside her, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for so many years, you've grown up so much."

Ling Yue looked at Feng Qijin with some doubts, and then at Feng Qiwu.

Feng Qiwu turned a blind eye to his puzzled eyes, at this time Ergou brought some food, Feng Qiwu asked Ergou to put the things on the table and took Ergou out.Obviously, they wanted to leave room for Feng Qijin and Ling Yue to "reminisce about the past".

Feng Qijin looked at Ling Yue's eyes as he watched Feng Qiwu and Ergou go out, pinched his face and turned him to her.

Ling Yue rubbed her sore cheek in pain, looked at her dissatisfied, and complained that people from the Demon Sect like to pinch people's faces.

Feng Qijin smiled like a flower: "Do you still remember me?"

Ling Yue shook his head honestly.

Feng Qijin touched his hair: "Yes, you were only three years old at that time. You and your mother don't look too much alike."

Ling Yue nodded, he did look more like his father, and then asked Feng Qijin: "Do you know my mother?"

Feng Qijin looked at him, smiling very nostalgic: "Yes, we met a long time ago. Before you were born."

Ling Yue knew that Feng Qijin was looking at his mother through him at this moment, so he obediently kept quiet, listening to Feng Qijin tell him about his mother's past that he didn't know.

"Your mother and I met 17 years ago. At that time, I was 15 years old. Xiwu sneaked to the capital from the main altar of the Demon Sect without telling me, so I came to the capital to look for him. I met your mother for the first time on the street. I will never forget that day. I helped her recover the purse that was stolen by the thief, and she thanked me with a smile. We hit it off right away, like sisters.”

Feng Qijin's smile was tainted with a bit of bitterness, and she told Ling Yue everything she had never said, "But later, her good friend found out that I was a member of the Demon Cult, so she instigated her to send me to your grandfather Li. Your mother’s natal family is a well-known and decent family in the world, and she is not allowed to associate with the Demon Cult. Your mother did not tell others about my whereabouts. She just cut off contact with me. Later she married Your father...your father. I stayed in the capital to run this brothel. When you were three years old, one day she secretly took you out of the palace to play, and I had the opportunity to meet you. Originally, I thought you My mother would treat me like a scourge, but she said sorry to me. Since then, we have not contacted again, but I let go of a big stone in my heart. Later... your mother left with your father, and I I understand that she loves your father so much, no less than I love her. At least, I can't go with her. "

Ling Yue lowered his eyes and repeated Feng Qijin's words: "Well, she really loves Father..."

Feng Qijin looked at him with some surprise: "Don't you find it strange?"

Ling Yue looked up at her suspiciously: "What's so strange?"

"As a woman, I love your mother."

Ling Yue thought for a while and said, "Teacher and I are both men, and you and my mother are both women. It's not surprising that I like Taifu, but why is it so strange that you like my mother?"

"You like Zheng Yao?" Feng Qijin was stunned for a long time, then smiled wryly, "You're right. All this time, I was the one who bothered me."

Ling Yue felt that Feng Qijin exuded a depressive aura at this moment, just like when her mother committed suicide.

Ling Yue knew that this was a kind of grief that was so strong that it could annihilate the whole person.

"My biggest regret in this life is that I didn't let your mother know my feelings for her, although I know she loves your father deeply."

"So," Ling Yue frowned, "Master knows that I am the emperor?"

Feng Qijin smiled and said: "Of course, he knew from the beginning."

"Then why did he agree to accept me as an apprentice?"

Feng Qijin put the bowl and chopsticks in front of Ling Yue, and asked, "Why can't he accept you as an apprentice?"

Ling Yue struggled with the chopsticks for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why Feng Qiwu couldn't accept him as his apprentice.He is the emperor, and Feng Qiwu is the leader of the Demon Cult, but... But this seems to be nothing, right?

Forget it, let's eat first!

Zheng Yao stood guard at the door and raised his hand to touch the fake scar between his eyebrows.

He has always had a purpose in doing things, and he changed his identity to stay by Ling Yue's side in order to figure out how to deal with his relationship with Ling Yue, but he didn't know why he insisted on appearing in front of Ling Yue with such an image.Even Feng Qiwu was very surprised when he saw his new look, and then snorted in a strange tone, "You are really willing to let go".As for the name Ergou, it was Feng Qiwu's bad taste, and he didn't want to comment.

Raising his eyes, Zheng Yao saw a familiar figure in the lobby on the first floor—Ling Yue's uncle, Ling Haoyuan.

All three-year-olds know that Ling Haoyuan is an idle prince who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He loves beautiful women with big breasts, but not thousands of miles away. He doesn't care about anything but visits brothels.

But Zheng Yao knew that Ling Haoyuan was not that simple.When Ling Yue, who was only 6 years old, came to the throne back then, thanks to the support and help of this idle prince, there was no trouble.It's just that after everything stabilized, he let go of it again.The prince has his own mansion outside the palace, so he occasionally goes into the palace to see Ling Yue, or takes Ling Yue out of the palace for fun.Although one of them is Ling Yue's uncle and the other is Ling Yue's uncle, they basically have nothing in common.

Speaking of which, Ling Yue has a lot of "credit" for running away from home this time and Ling Haoyuan.Seeing Ling Yue making out with a woman like no one else, Zheng Yao felt it was time to give him a gift.

After eating enough, Ling Yue went down to rest led by Ergou.This time he consciously closed his eyes not to look at those intimate men and women, obediently let the two dogs walk to the backyard holding hands.So I didn't see Ling Haoyuan in the lobby looking at him in horror, and even forgot to drink the fine wine brought to his lips by the beauty in his arms.

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Ling Yue obediently sat on the stool in the room and looked at Er Gou, who stood aside respectfully, without saying a word.

After watching for a long time, Ling Yue scratched his head and asked, "Er..." The name Ergou is really ugly!What can I do if I can’t speak out!

"Cough...do you have nothing to do?"

Ergou replied: "My task is to take care of you."

Ling Yue pointed to the stool opposite him and said, "Then sit down and chat with me!"

Ergou hesitated for a moment, but sat down anyway.

Ling Yue glanced at the slightly hideous scar on Ergou's face: "The scar on your face is..."

Ergou looked at Ling Yue's cautious eyes, and said with a smile, "It was hurt by the leader a long time ago."

Ling Yue looked very surprised: "Master did it?" He immediately ran to Ergou's side, raised his hand and gently stroked the scar, "Master, he must not have done it on purpose."

Zheng Yao froze for a moment because of Ling Yue's touch—even though he was separated by a gun, he could still feel Ling Yue's tender fingers.Before he said anything, Ling Yue continued to say: "Is it very painful? When I was young, my fingers hurt so much when I was cut by paper. At that time, Taifu..." Ling Yue stopped talking suddenly.

Zheng Yao's heart shuddered, remembering that Ling Yue's finger was cut by paper when he was young, and he imitated his sister and put Ling Yue's finger in his mouth when he was still a teenager.But later, he deliberately distanced himself from Ling Yue, and never had much intimacy with him again.

In addition to helping Ling Yue get rid of the medicine that night, there was also that kiss that Ling Yue didn't know about.

Ling Yue suddenly sat on Zheng Yao's lap, and then raised his hand to let him encircle her.Zheng Yao was frightened by Ling Yue's actions, and then a surge of anger rose in his heart - how could he do such a thing to a stranger?

Ling Yue said, "I have someone I like very much. When I was unhappy before, he would hold me in his arms like this."

Zheng Yao's throat rolled, and he adjusted his posture to make Ling Yue sit more comfortably.

Ling Yue nestled in Zheng Yao's arms, looked up into his eyes slightly and said, "Ergou, let me tell you a secret, I am the emperor!"

Zheng Yao looked into his hopeful eyes, nodded at him, and touched his head with a smile.

Zheng Yao's reaction made Ling Yue feel a little frustrated, he opened Zheng Yao's hand suddenly: "I said I am the emperor!"

Zheng Yao was taken aback by Ling Yue, seeing the angry expression on that little face, he just said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, you are the emperor."

Ling Yue didn't realize how much helplessness was contained in these words. He lowered his head to hide the mist in his eyes: "But I don't want to be emperor... I don't want to at all... The emperor is gone, and the queen doesn't want me, Taifu... Don't want me... he doesn't even come to me..."

Zheng Yao's heart tightened, and his arms were even tighter. He held the young man who was sobbing in his arms, and opened his mouth, but said nothing.He just buried Ling Yue's head in his arms and let him cry quietly until he fell asleep.

Zheng Yao carried the sleeping Ling Yue to the bed, removed his shoes and coat, covered him with a quilt, and wiped away the tears on his face.

Zheng Yao sat by the bed, quietly watching Ling Yue's sleeping face with aggrieved eyes, the light in his eyes became firm and affectionate.

Feng Qiwu suddenly taunted him from behind: "You actually made him cry, you are really good."

Zheng Yao got up and looked at Feng Qiwu who was leaning against the door, and motioned him to go out and talk.Feng Qiwu curled his lips and walked out.

Zheng Yao closed the door, turned around and saw Feng Qiwu lying on the tree again, so he walked to the stone bench under the tree and sat down.

"I will help you catch Shen Youyang as soon as possible."