Your Highness, Please Love Me Tender

25. I Am Just an Idler

Translator: Flying Lines

Su Jie walked to the youth in gorgeous robe with an indifferent look.

The youth stared at Su Jie, faking a malicious and tough look to brace himself, “You just wait and see. Someday I’ll make you pay for this and let you beg for mercy.”

Upon hearing the non-threatening threats Su Jie frowned but then laughed. ‘Interesting. Even his voice quivered out of fright yet he still dares to threaten me.”

It didn’t feel good to be remembered by a grudge holder. Su Jie hated trouble. Though he had been through a lot blood and kills, he would try his best to avoid unnecessary casualties. All because of the Guqin Master who seemed to be guiding him to be a man of senses and decisiveness, instead of a merciless killing weapon.

Therefore, Su Jie refrained himself and only knocked the family retainers down without actually injuring them.

“Why can’t you just let it go? It was just a beating.” Now the look in Su Jie’s eyes turned chilling cold as he hated being stared at with hatred. He never took himself as a man of virtue or kindness. He just followed his heart. The youth didn’t pose any threat to him now, but the future was unpredictable. A persistent grudge holder might give Su Jie a fatal blow at some unexpected point.

Nip trouble in the bud was the best. Years of experience as an assassin led Su Jie to firmly believe negligence of any kind could mean deadly danger in the future. Never look down upon anyone. Should the youth be the type easy to yield, this matter would be much easier to deal with. However, he held grudges and hated Su Jie to the core. That left Su Jie no other choice but to finish him off.

Yet now with this identity as Wen Nianxuan, he couldn’t do it as he was now closely watched by men of Xiao ShengNian.

“I’m not afraid of you!” shouted the youth as he managed to settle his mind a bit. In fact, he was pretty handsome and should be quite adorable without his condescending and domineering bearing.

“I am the son of the Prime Minister. I’ll find you and make you pay for this as long as you’re in the capital.” Though overbearing, he was not the stupid kind. Fearing Su Jie might beat him again, he exposed his identity on his own accord. He knew Su Jie wasn’t a pushover after these two confrontations, and these two failures frustrated him, a noble child who had always had his way. He found it extremely hard to just let it go.

Yue Wanzhi? The youngest son of the Prime Minister? Su Jie thought. He didn’t show any sign of him knowing this for fear that Zhui Xing might detect anything. Rumor had it the Prime Minister spoiled this youngest son of his…and Yue Wanzhi’s nature best verified it.

“Then I’ll be waiting in the Prince Rui’s mansion,” replied Su Jie with a shrug of his shoulders. This was the first time Su Jie borrowed other’s power because the name of a prince, especially one favored by the emperor, worked best in most cases and could save a lot of troubles.

“Prince Rui?” Yue Wanzhi was rendered in a daze. He thought Su Jie was a cynical youth without any background or he didn’t dare to pick fight with him. He asked in surprise, “What do you do for Prince Rui?”

That put all the family retainers in a cold sweat. One of them approached the youth and tugged his sleeve, trying to stop his young master from speaking out of turn. Or the whole Prime Minister’s mansion would have to go down with their ruthless young master as a prince was not someone to be trifled with.

Yu Wanzhi, annoyed, waved his hand and turned back to give the family retainer a glare.

The family shrank his neck out of fright but still mustered up the courage to say, “Young master, master would…”

Yue Wanzhi’s eyes turned cold as he rebuked the family retainer, “You are in no position to preach to me.” With that, he turned back to look at Su Jie, his chin slightly raised, asking in a condescending tone of voice, “Tell me, what do you do for Prince Rui.”

That question brought a somewhat weird look on Su Jie’s face. For a moment, he lost his tongue, not knowing how to answer that. Though princes were allowed to take male concubines in State Huiyan, Su Jie didn’t have any title for now. He mumbled after a moment of silence, “I…I am just an idler in the mansion.”