Chapter 32: Compulsion

  Compel

  "Do you know?" asked Yin Ruofei, raising an eyebrow in response.

  "As long as I want." Rong Jingze only said four words, but the confidence and majesty were unmatched. The lazy and tired expression he had when facing Yin Haicheng and others just now was swept away. Yin Ruofei fell silent for a moment, this prince has multiple faces, does he have dissociative identity disorder?

  "I can definitely find out about this myself." Yin Ruofei was still a bit hesitant. Today's events were indeed too suspicious, he had thought that Xiao Lin would take him out and must have used some unscrupulous methods, so he deliberately brought a few servants to facilitate the situation, but didn't expect things to develop in a way that made it hard for him to believe. But this method was obviously not something Xiao Lin could have come up with.

  "I am the great King, can I only do this small thing?" Rong Jingze smiled calmly, with an air of arrogance. "After becoming my person, the power in my hands, you borrow two points, it's enough to use."

  "It's not as greedy as it seems." Yin Ruofei gritted her teeth.

  Rong Jingze sneered and whispered a few words in his ear. Yin Ruofei's face suddenly turned pale, "You..."

  "How?"

  "Deal!" Yin Ruofei's tightly pursed lips spat out two words. "I hope Prince Wang can live up to his word."

  "Tsk, you don't act like a kid at all!" Rong Jingze regained his lazy expression and looked at Yin Ruofei with some disdain, shaking his head.

  "Each other." Yin Ruofei hummed a sound, "The king still hurry to rest, let the small one change clothes, this water is not warm."

  "Alright." Rong Jingze turned around and left.

  Yin Ruofei waited for a while, didn't see anyone coming back, felt slightly relieved, and got out of the bathtub to get dressed.

  "Little brother!" Jin Yuan burst in. "Did that prince do anything to you?"

  "Big brother!" Yin Ruofei took a deep breath and calmly held up her clothes to cover herself, "Trouble you to close the door from outside!"

  "......Alright."

  When Yin Ruofei was dressed and ready, Jin Yuan finally couldn't help but start knocking on the door again. This time he didn't dare to come in.

  "Come on in." Yin Ruofei replied casually while tidying up her disheveled hair.

  "Little brother..." Jin Yuan looked at Yin Ruofei's expression, which didn't seem like anything was wrong, and his heart finally calmed down. "I'll help you tie your hair!"

  Yin Ruofei didn't refuse either, and let Jin Yuan tease him. Jin Yuan was a lot taller than this little bean sprout, and the two of them stood in just the right positions.

  "Has big brother been listening at the door all along?" Otherwise, how would he have rushed over as soon as Wang Ye left?

  "No, there are many guards outside." Jin Yuan shook his head honestly.

  Yin Ruofei was taken aback, "Attendant?" Could it be those attendants by his side? But when he went in, he didn't see a single figure, except for Rong Shi who was called in halfway.

  "They are all hiding in the dark, you can't see them." It seemed like Jin Yuan understood Yin Ruofei's confusion and explained a sentence.

  So it is. As expected, these guards are indeed highly skilled in martial arts.

  "Who has better martial arts skills, Big Brother or those guards?"

  "The guards beside Prince Ze are all masters, a total of twenty-eight people, divided into four groups of seven, each with one being called the Twenty-Eight Star Mansion, but it's said they're named after their numbers. The ones who have always been by Prince Ze's side are the leaders of the twenty-eight, these people were personally trained by Your Majesty for Prince Ze back then, and only listen to his orders." Jin Yuan explained faintly, actually he didn't know much either, just that these twenty-eight people had sworn a death oath to protect Prince Ze's safety. "As for me, I haven't compared with them before, should be inferior. Alright."

  Yin Ruofei touched his head, this bundle was still okay, "Does big brother often tie hair for people?"

  "...for the first time..." Jin Yuan's face turned slightly red.

  Yin Ruofei didn't mind, "Did that Prince say anything?"

  "Nothing..."

  "Is Young Master ready?" Rong Shi didn't know when he stood at the door, his tone very respectful. "My master invites Young Master to come over for a chat."

  Whatever you say, it's definitely going to bully people again.

  Yin Ruofei just felt that her eyelids were jumping, this Wang Ye was simply a sticky plaster! And what kind of title is this!

  "Big brother, I'll go first then." Yin Ruo Fei smiled wryly and said to Jin Yuan.

  "Hmm." Jin Yuan didn't say anything, but his face wasn't very good. Yin Ruofei didn't have time to pay attention to him and could only follow Rong Shi past.

  Although they are in the same He Xiang Garden, the bathroom is not close to Rong Jing Ze's resting place. Just after taking a bath, he was still feeling a bit tired, but after being blown by the cold wind, he became spirited instead.

  "Your Highness." Since he had agreed to be a study companion, Yin Ruofei also relaxed and entered the room to pay his respects to Rong Jingze.

  "Give me a massage for my legs, I've walked too much today." Rong Jingze was half-reclining on the soft couch, looking half-dead.

  "Is this also the responsibility of a study partner?" Yin Ruofei retorted.

  "Right."

  "Good." Yin Ruofei also didn't pretend, kneeling down on one knee in front of the soft couch, and began to massage.

  He was already quite skilled in medicine and was extremely familiar with acupoints. In his previous life, he had difficulty walking, so his master had specially taught him a massage technique. Now, as he used it, Rong Jingze couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

  Rong Jingze originally thought that this marquis's eldest son was quite interesting and it wouldn't be bad to keep him by his side to alleviate boredom. He didn't expect that despite being young, the other party was also quick-witted and unflappable. He had just let Yin Ruofei kick his leg, merely wanting to curb the other party's arrogance and teach this spoiled eldest son a lesson. But unexpectedly, the other party didn't show any signs of resentment, only asking if it was part of his duty.

  If it were someone with a high and proud heart or who followed the trend, I'm afraid the reaction would be different. It's precisely this way that Rong Jingze's original three-point interest has now become ten out of ten. No matter what anyone says, he wants this little guy by his side.

  What made Rong Jingze even more unexpected was that Yin Ruofei's simple massage, all of which were on the acupoints. One might be lucky, but continuous pressing of acupoints is not trivial. Even if Yin Ruofei was the legitimate son of the Marquis Hou, Rong Jingze did not think that an eight-year-old child could understand acupoints.

  Upon closer observation of the other's technique, Rong Jingze was even more shocked. How could this be so similar to his senior brother's technique? Logically speaking, this young man and his senior brother should not have met before.

  After rubbing and pressing for a while, Yin Ruofei slowly withdrew his hand. His few moves were quite simple, pressing the acupoints, which initially made people feel a bit sore and swollen, but afterwards they would feel that their legs and feet were much lighter.

  He was used to giving himself massages and immediately applied these techniques, never thinking that he would expose anything, let alone that this prince, who looked only a few years older than him and had a lazy demeanor, would also be very familiar with acupoints.

  Yin Ruofei stood up and asked, "Does the prince think it's still okay?"

  "It's okay, let it be." Rong Jingze concealed his astonished emotions and thought to himself that he would definitely ask his senior brother when he got back if he already knew this kid, or else how could he have known his unique technique.

  The two were quietly facing each other, neither of them speaking. Suddenly, Rong Shi walked in from the doorway and looked at the two of them, "Master, Lord Yin invites you to have lunch."

  "Oh. Get the carriage ready." Rong Jingze lazily sat up and stretched out a hand towards Yin Ruofei.

  Yin Ruofei's mouth twitched at the corner, but it was not good to pretend that he didn't see anything, so he had to go up and support the other party to get up, and send the person to the soft sedan.

  "I walked too much today, fortunately Fei just massaged my legs for me, which made it a lot easier." Rong Jingze slowly sat down in the main seat, complaining to Yin Haicheng who was sitting beside him.

  "Ah?" Yin Haicheng looked at his youngest son. Jin Yuan's eyebrows were tightly locked, somewhat anxious.

  After listening to Rong Jingze's words, Yin Ruofei's face twitched a few times. According to his father's need for dignity, if Rong Jingze said a few more sentences, wouldn't his father have skinned him alive?

  Rong Jingze, as the king of a thousand years, was above all others. His father naturally didn't dare say anything to him, but he wasn't so polite to others. As long as someone in front of him did something wrong and said a few words, he would definitely make them pay for it.

  "Today we disturbed Mr. Yin, let's have a drink instead." Rong Jingze picked up his wine cup.

  "How dare I, how dare I. It should be me who respects the king, if it weren't for the king's twice assistance, perhaps... " Yin Haicheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'll take the initiative to show my respect!"

  Yin Haicheng's capacity for liquor was renowned. Although he was a Confucian general, he was also a martial practitioner, and those with great capacity for liquor were especially numerous in the military camp.

  Yin Haicheng had three cups in a row, and Rong Jingze also followed suit and had a few more. Unexpectedly, after a few cups of wine, Rong Jingze's face suddenly turned bright red, with a drunken expression all over his face.

  "Prince Wang?" Yin Haicheng didn't expect the other party to be so unable to hold his liquor, and hastily stopped him, but it was too late. Rong Jingze stumbled up, almost falling over.

  Rong Jingze's guards were nowhere to be found, and Yin Ruofei and Jin Yuan hastily got up, one on the left and one on the right, supporting him.

  "Prince Yin..." Rong Jingze's eyes were slightly mismatched, and Yin Haicheng hastily walked to the front of his face.

  "Your Highness, you've had too much to drink, why don't you rest for a while in the mansion..."

  "Ah, Lord Yin, your garden... is really not bad." Rong Jing Ze's tongue was a bit big, "If I wasn't afraid you wouldn't be pleased, I would have liked to stay for a few more days!"

  "......The king wants to stay, just stay." Yin Haicheng only felt a big head, "But where is your majesty..."

  This young prince was raised in luxury from a young age, and his body is delicate and precious. Living with him in the mansion is really not suitable. Not to mention other things, just the safety issue alone is enough to give him a headache.

  Although Prince Ze had twenty-eight guards by his side, the small Jianghou Mansion was no match for the heavily guarded imperial palace. If anything went wrong, it would be a disaster, and the entire family would end up on the execution ground.

  It was just that Wang Ye had spoken up, and he didn't dare refuse. This lord was the most honored and privileged person, even the current emperor hadn't dared to speak loudly to him a few times.

  "Let go, let your heart go." Rong Jingze waved his hand, "I'll just have Rong Shi report to you. That's all, Duke Yin. We've reached an agreement. One more thing..."

  "Your Highness, just give me an order." Yin Haicheng felt suffocated in his heart, but he didn't dare say it out loud.

  Rong Jingze glanced at Yin Ruofei who was supporting him, and Yin Ruofei's eyes suddenly jumped, thinking that something was wrong, and he quickly lowered his head.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Rong Jingze's next sentence made Yin Ruofei feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

  "Prince Yin, I originally liked this little son of yours. Why don't I discuss it with the Emperor and let him come be my study companion?" said Rong Jingze with a smile.

  "This... " Yin Haicheng glanced at his young son, who was lowering his head, and couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. "This... the child is still young, I'm afraid he doesn't understand the importance of meeting the king."

  "It doesn't matter, as long as he's willing." Rong Jingze chuckled twice, "Fei'er, are you willing?"

  As Rong Jingze asked, Yin Ruofei's arm was also secretly pinched.

  For a moment, everyone in the house focused their attention on Yin Ruofei's head. Yin Ruofei raised his head, feeling dizzy, this bastard, actually forcing him to speak.

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