When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Qi Yan left the Demon Sect in the early morning of the second day and Lou Guxiu had disappeared somewhere else. However, to Qi Yan, he was a very good-hearted little fellow.

“Turns out there are still many good people on this continent!” Qi Yan sat on a small stone stool in his yard, eating snacks and drinking warm tea.

“Young master.” The little servant on one side was full of life and love, “Where have you been in the past three days? Unable to find you, the old master was so angry that his beard curled up.”

“Let it be, my father’s beard was originally sticking up.” Qi Yan waved his hand indifferently.

The little servant sighed, “The master will get angry again when he heard this.”

“Don’t sigh. This young master, I, spent three days tasting the taste of the world and refreshing the wonders of the mainland. This is a good thing!”

“What wonders?”

“There are still many good people in the Demon Sect.”

“……”

The little servant didn’t want to talk to his stupid young master anymore.

With a glance of his eyes, he saw a foot in brocade shoes stepping in from the arch of the courtyard. The little servant shivered and quickly knelt down after seeing the visitor clearly.

“Unfilial son–!”

Qi Qianxing’s beard curled on both sides and trembled twice as he spoke. There was a wind under his feet and he came to Qi Yan in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his ear and glared seriously, “Where have you been in the past three days?”

“Aiya, it hurts, it hurts… I just went out to try the warmth and coldness of the world!”

“Nonsense! If you want to try the warmth and coldness of the world, just go to find your old man! I’ll beat you hot and cold!”

Qi Yan stressed, “You are committing an atrocity!”

“I hit my son, so what? Who dares to say anything in front of me?!”

The voice fell and the surrounding little servants lowered their eyes as if they hadn’t seen what was happening here.

It seemed that his hand was tired of pulling his ears, Qi Qianxing let go and looked at Qi Yan’s pitiful appearance covering his ears. He snorted softly, “Your mother is crying anxiously. Have you come to see your mother this morning?”

Qi Yan kept his waist straight, raised his feet and ran outside.

Seeing the back of his silly boy running not slowly at all, Qi Qianxing sighed deeply.

He didn’t know if his temperament was good or bad. He was upright and dull. If he was used by someone with a heart, he might die.

It’s alright to train this kid more, lest he didn’t know people’s hearts, by then it would be too late to cry.

At noon, Qi Yan had lunch with Master Qi and Madame Qi. She was fussing and questioning him, and she kept piling dishes on his bowl. Seeing that, Master Qi was inexplicably jealous, his curly beard began to shake again.

Qi Yan didn’t mention a word about the Demon Sect, naturally because he was afraid that his parents would be worried. After all, righteous cultivators had a deep hatred for the Demon Sect.

After lunch, Qi Yan returned to his small courtyard after his father gave him a “you can go now” look.

Like in the morning, he was sitting on a stone stool, drinking tea and eating cakes.

The little servant could see how bored his young master was. Unable to disturb the master, the little servant quietly retreated.

Not far from the small pavilion was an apricot tree. In the current season, on the dark brown branches, the pink and white flowers had not all bloomed, but there were still some proud branches, blooming with the most beautiful style.

At first glance, the apricot blossoms, without green leaves to accompany it, echoed the background stone wall making the scenery particularly fascinating.

“Young master.” The little servant who had not left for a quarter of an hour returned and whispered softly in Qi Yan’s ear: “The second lady of the Zhan Family is here.”

Qi Yan frowned unhappily when his interest in enjoying the scenery was interrupted. When he heard the words ‘second lady of the Zhan family’, he was even more irritable.

“You turn her down and tell her I’m not here!”

Zhan Roudai, the second lady of the Zhan family, the concubine daughter who was born with a heavenly spiritual root and was loved by all.

Unlike other concubine-born young ladies of the Zhan family, she was a very sophisticated woman. She would not take the initiative to bully Zhan Nishang, instead she would stand in the dark and watch other people sneer at Zhan Nishang without lending a helping hand.

The concubine had resentment towards the direct daughter that others did not understand.

Therefore, Zhan Nishang, Phoenix Nirvana[It is often used as a metaphor for a person who has experienced a long period of time and suffering in the world, has obtained a rebirth-like change, becoming stronger in personality and independent in spirit.], ruined the appearance of those concubine mothers and concubine sisters, but because there was no reason to, she didn’t lay hands on her.

Zhan Roudai, all this time, wanted to use Qi Yan to turn her fortune over, so that her status could be higher than that of the direct daughter and she could trample Zhan Nishang under her feet.

Being the concubine daughter of the Zhan family was not good enough, what about becoming the first wife of the young master of the Qi family?

The little servant left in embarrassment, and after a while, he walked in with Zhan Roudai.

Qi Yan’s eyes widened. The little servant leaned over crying without tears and said, “This is the madame’s order.”

In this way, Qi Yan had no choice. After all, Zhan Roudai, a woman with a deep mind, was currently coaxing Madame Qi into a circle.

“Brother Qi Yan.” Zhan Roudai smiled magnificently, “I was so worried when I heard that you had returned to the mansion, so I made some pastries to comfort you.” After speaking, she frowned slightly; a trace of worry appeared on her soft face like Lin Daiyu.1Lin Daiyu is one of the principal characters of Cao Xueqin’s classic 18th-century Chinese novel Dream of the Red Chamber. She is portrayed as a well-educated, intelligent, witty and beautiful young woman of physical frailness who is somewhat prone to occasional melancholy.

Qi Yan politely cupped his hands, “Thank you, Second Miss Zhan, for remembering. I’m all right, there is no need to worry about it.”

“Brother Qi Yan, don’t be so aloof. You and I have known each other since we were young. Although we are not as close as you and sister, we still have some memories together.”

Zhan Roudai deserved to be a well-hidden person. Qi Yan called her the second miss so bluntly but she didn’t change her expression.

Qi Yan nodded and waved his hand casually with lack of interest, “Now that you know that I am well, the second miss doesn’t have to worry.”

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, which actually meant to send off guests.

No matter how well Zhan Roudai pretended, she couldn’t hold on. Her face sank slightly, she raised a light smile, and she seemed to mention inadvertently, “I heard that my sister is deeply loved by the leader of the Demon Sect. Although he is the leader of the Demon Sect, no matter who it is, as long as he is good to sister, our Zhan family will be relieved.”

“Yes, you are right.”

Qi Yan’s sincere agreement made Zhan Roudai choke and this topic was put aside.

Racking her brains, Zhan Roudai said again: “In two days, it will be the Xinghua2杏花: Appricot blossom; Appricot flower. Its flower color is red and white, beautiful and charming, occupying the spring breeze. Festival. A few of us young master and ladies will organize a flower viewing cruise to Wangyue Lake together. Would Brother Qi Yan like to come along?”

Qi Yan didn’t want to, but there was a flash in his mind, he lowered his eyes and pondered before saying after a while: “If nothing happens that day, I will join you.”

After getting the answer she wanted, Zhan Roudai’s mood that had not been clear finally spilled in a ray of sunshine. She bowed graciously and left contentedly.

In the original work, on the day of the Xinghua Festival, Zhan Nishang escaped from the Demon Sect’s seclusion in the valley. She practiced hard and prepared to avenge the Qi family. Although the situation had changed now, since the Xinghua Festival was an important day, it couldn’t be ignored.

Time was like a falling apricot petal, lying on the soil, turning into a wisp of fragrance and drilling into the ground.

The day before the Xinghua Festival, Qi Yan finally couldn’t hold back. After writing a letter and putting it in an envelope, he personally bought a carrier pigeon, tied a letter to its feet, and let it fly.

There was no reply all day and Qi Yan was in a depressed mood. Just after taking a bath in the evening, he felt a noise at the door.

With a serious look on his face, Qi Yan put on his clothes and went down to the ground. He came to the door to listen vigilantly to the movement outside.

After a while, there was another soft sound, but this time the distance was closer, Qi Yan could hear it clearly.

——That’s Ao Lun’s voice!

Surprised rather than vigilant, Qi Yan, who was full of joy, opened the door without saying a word, and sure enough there was a huge monster lying at the door.

“Da Cha Zi!” Qi Yan called out.

Ao Lun glanced at him and shook his hair arrogantly. Then he walked into Qi Yan’s room like it was his own.

Looking at the empty yard, Qi Yan was inevitably disappointed… But it’s good enough that Ao Lun was here.

Closing the door and turning around, he saw a man drinking tea sitting on the main seat facing the door.

Qi Yan was stunned, standing there stupidly without moving.

The man in the main seat looking at him like this, snorted softly, his black eyes full of charm flickered, exuding an evil light.

“Hmph, still so stupid.”

1Lin Daiyu is one of the principal characters of Cao Xueqin’s classic 18th-century Chinese novel Dream of the Red Chamber. She is portrayed as a well-educated, intelligent, witty and beautiful young woman of physical frailness who is somewhat prone to occasional melancholy.2杏花: Appricot blossom; Appricot flower. Its flower color is red and white, beautiful and charming, occupying the spring breeze.