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    Chapter 120: Extra – Side Couple 4

    Xu Mo was waiting outside. Seeing Luo Yan come out, his steps unsteady, he sensed something was off and went up to him.

    Luo Yan, grabbed by the arm, didn't push him away; the scent inexplicably comforted him.

    His eyes glazed, he leaned closer, pulling at his collar with one hand and murmuring, "It's the Mute..."

    Xu Mo grabbed his other hand to stop him from pulling at his clothes, frowning, "What's wrong?"

    Luo Yan tilted his head, paused, then his hand unconsciously rose again. This time, instead of his own collar, he reached for Xu Mo's neck, muttering, "Rabbit... white..."

    Before Luo Yan could touch him, Xu Mo pinned his hands behind his back, then dragged him back to the palace to find a royal physician.

    The physician was blunt. He said to Xu Mo, "He's been dosed with an aphrodisiac. The lust is stuck in his chest. No cure except to relieve it through sex."

    Xu Mo: "..."

    Xu Mo: "Will he die if he doesn't release it?"

    The physician shook his head: "No, but it'll damage his vitality. Either his body or his lifespan will suffer."

    Xu Mo pursed his lips. Then he dragged Luo Yan to a brothel called Drunken Flower Pavilion.

    He tossed a silver ingot to the madam: "Get us a room. Send your best girls, and make it quick."

    The madam was stunned for a second, then clutched the silver, beaming: "Oh! Right away! Sir, please go upstairs. The girls will be there any minute!"

    The girls went upstairs. One by one they entered the room, and one by one they came flying back out.

    Luo Yan's eyes were hazy with desire. His mind no longer in control, he only followed instinct—to find his rabbit, hug his rabbit, rub against his rabbit...

    Each time Luo Yan stepped closer, Xu Mo pushed a girl at him.

    Luo Yan found whatever was blocking his way annoying, and impatiently swatted them aside...

    Finally, even the madam and the girls had had enough.

    The madam, with a sour face and barely containing her anger, said: "You two, are you here for fun or to cause trouble? What did my girls do to you..."

    Before she could finish, Xu Mo tossed a few more silver ingots.

    "Bang!" Luo Yan flicked his sleeve and slammed the door shut.

    An impatient voice came from inside: "Too damn loud! Get lost!"

    "Alright, alright!" The madam was only too eager to leave. Without another word, she and the girls scrammed.

    Inside the room.

    Luo Yan clung to Xu Mo, wanting to hug his rabbit...

    Xu Mo held him down and said coldly: "Luo Yan, General Luo, look at me! Who am I?"

    "Mute, Mute, I feel awful. Let me hug you, please? I want to hold you so bad..."

    "Mute, I want... I want it so bad it hurts. Just let me hug you, just a hug..."

    In that moment of Xu Mo's stunned hesitation, Luo Yan hooked his arms around his neck, hugged him tightly, and rubbed against him in discomfort...

    Rubbing against his neck, rubbing against his waist...

    "Mute, can I kiss you? I want to kiss you..."

    Xu Mo clenched his fists, holding still, and asked: "I gave you those women. Why didn't you take them?"

    "Don't want them. Won't touch 'em. Don't like 'em..."

    "...If you don't let it out, you'll be done for..."

    ***

    "...I don't want anyone else! Mute, I want you... I can't help it..."

    Luo Yan came to and opened his eyes.

    Nobody. Strange surroundings.

    Turning over, he got out of bed. Still confused, Luo Yan thought, where am I?

    "Knock, knock..." A knock came, then a respectful male voice: "General, are you awake?"

    Recognizing his adjutant's voice, Luo Yan called him in and asked, "Where is this?"

    The adjutant was a young lad too. A bit embarrassed about the place, he scratched his head and whispered, "It's... the Drunken Flower Pavilion."

    Luo Yan thought he misheard: "Where? How did I get here?"

    The adjutant shook his head: "I don't know, sir. Captain Xu ordered me to stay with you."

    Luo Yan frowned and muttered: "Xu Mo? The Mute? The Mute!"

    Thinking of Xu Mo, Luo Yan slowly pieced together what had happened. Scenes of intense intimacy flooded his mind all at once.

    Luo Yan took a deep breath and smacked his head in chagrin. He had actually let himself, while out of his mind, do that to the Mute...

    The Mute left without waiting for him to wake up. Would he never speak to him again?!

    Panicked, Luo Yan quickly dressed and rushed to the palace.

    At the palace gate, Luo Yan stopped again, then turned and ran in another direction.

    Before long, Luo Yan was back at the palace gate.

    Only now he was carrying a box, with many soldiers trailing behind him carrying chests.

    Luo Yan had the soldiers carry the chests outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He dismissed them and requested an audience with the Prince Consort.

    "Prince Consort, I've come to ask for your blessing. These are all my possessions—it's the betrothal gift!"

    Luo Yunchen was confused: "Why are you here to propose marriage to me?"

    "I've fallen for one of your men. I hope you'll give your blessing and let him marry me!"

    Luo Yunchen's eyes turned cold. He squinted at Luo Yan, his tone dangerous: "One of my men?"

    Luo Yan's heart skipped a beat; he was a little flustered, but didn't back down. He declared loudly: "I like him! I slept with him! I have to marry him! Please, Prince Consort, give us your blessing!"

    "Crack!"

    The teacup in Luo Yunchen's hand was crushed. Crimson blood dripped down. Luo Yunchen's whole body radiated chilling coldness.

    Su Zheng came out of the inner hall yawning. He had also heard the conversation between the two and felt their brains were on completely different wavelengths.

    After sending Luo Yan to get medicine, Su Zheng walked over to Luo Yunchen, took his hand to check the cut. Fortunately, it was just a small cut.

    Sensing Su Zheng's approach, Luo Yunchen's cold aura receded. Ignoring the wound on his hand, he instead grabbed Su Zheng's wrist and pulled him into his arms, leaning in for a deep kiss.

    Luo Yan lowered his head and placed the medicine on the table, but still stole a glance, licking his lips as he thought of Mute...

    When Luo Yunchen finally released him, Su Zheng caught his breath. While applying the medicine on Luo Yunchen, he asked, "Luo Yan wants to get married. Why are you angry?"

    Luo Yunchen stifled his fury and growled, "How dare he covet you!"

    Luo Yan's jaw dropped. How could he even think that?!

    Su Zheng was both exasperated and amused: "How is he coveting me?"

    Seeing Su Zheng still laughing, Luo Yunchen said aggrievedly, "He said 'my man'. Isn't my man you?"

    Su Zheng: "..."

    Luo Yan: "..."

    Su Zheng pinched the bridge of his nose and said to Luo Yan, "You better explain yourself clearly. Who is the person you want to marry? What is his name?"

    "It's Mute—I mean Xu Mo! Captain Xu!"

    Luo Yunchen was taken aback for a second, then his whole demeanor softened. He picked up a fresh cup and poured himself some tea, saying nonchalantly, "If you want to marry Xu Mo, go find him yourself. I won't interfere in his marriage."

    Su Zheng also nodded: "How about this: we'll keep your betrothal gifts for now. You go find Captain Xu. If Captain Xu agrees, these gifts will go directly to him. If he doesn't agree, you can take them back just the way you brought them."

    Luo Yan had no choice but to go look for Xu Mo.

    Fortunately, Xu Mo didn't ignore him and let Luo Yan pull him into a corner.

    Luo Yan looked at Xu Mo seriously and said, "Mute, would you marry me? I'll give you everything I own. I'll take care of you so you'll never go hungry or suffer again."

    "...I can support myself."

    "Then I'll win you a rabbit. And every year after this, I'll win a rabbit for you, okay?"

    "Don't you dare go again!" Xu Mo turned his head away, his voice trailing off, "...One rabbit is enough..."

    Luo Yan stared, mesmerized, at Xu Mo's slender neck. Unable to resist, he reached out, parted the collar of Xu Mo's clothes, and pressed a gentle kiss there.

    Xu Mo didn't stop him, but his fists clenched instinctively, and he trembled slightly.

    Luo Yan's voice was low and hoarse: "Mute, marry me."

    "...Why 'marry'? Why not 'take'?"

    Luo Yan's burning breath carried an aggressive edge: "Because I want to properly claim you—so thoroughly that you won't be able to get out of bed."

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