Your Ninth Royal Highness, Please Change Your Clothes

Evil Tyrant

Wen Chan saw the person and immediately felt a headache. He didn’t expect that the devil next door would be Zhong Wenjin, Zhong family’s fourth young master.

The current Prime Minister was Zhong Guoyi. The height of his powers could reach the sky. Zhong Wenjin was his only son from his first wife and was like the very manifestation of trouble in the capital, causing problems everywhere.

Right now, Prime Minister Zhong was at the peak of his power, and Wen Chan didn’t want to cause trouble to the Zhong family. Besides, Zhong Wenjin was the only person who would stand on Wen Chan’s side when the Zhong family revolted in the future.

Wen Chan gave a dry cough to ease the atmosphere. He noticed that there was also a girl sobbing quietly apart from the few bodyguards standing beside the youth. She leaned against the wall while both her hands pinched her clothes, her head buried low.

“Young man, isn’t it bad to bully a girl as a man?” Wen Chan took several steps into the room. He went to stand in between Zhong Wenjin and the girl, carrying a gentle smile.

Zhong Wenjin wrinkled his eyebrows and said impatiently, “If you don’t get out of the room right now, I’ll make you leave here today, handicapped.”

His words could be said to be very fierce. Wen Chan’s eyebrows moved slightly, and he still said tactfully, “Am I not thinking about you? Besides, many people are coming and going by the street outside this He Yue house. If you make a scene here, they will start to judge it as right or wrong by just listening to it. In the end, it is not good for the young master’s image.”

Even if you don’t have a good reputation, he thought. Wen Chan curled his lipid inwardly.

“Who dares to judge Zhong Wenjin in this capital?” He arrogantly gave a cold snort and released his hand from his neck, revealing several red and purple teeth marks.

When Wen Chan saw this, he couldn’t help but say, “Yo, this girl has pretty sharp teeth.”

“Young master Zhong, this girl is too coarse to be worthy of you. Please find someone else for young master Zhong.” At this time, the woman who had been bowing her head and sobbing suddenly spoke up.

When Wen Chan heard this voice, he felt it was very familiar. He cast side glances and found that the woman was actually Ding Ziyun. This isn’t good, Wen Chan secretly repeated. This time he was actually meddling in other people’s business.

Ding Ziyun was a girl from an ordinary family, but later she became Zhong Wenjin’s wife. During the Zhong family’s rebellion, Ding Ziyun died while protecting Wen Shi. At last, the couple passed away without leaving a son behind.

“Cut the crap! This young master likes you, so he wants you！” Zhong Wenjin grumpily picked up a small flower vase from his side and slammed it hard on the ground. It shattered, and the pieces brushed past Wen Chan’s feet. He pointed at Wen Chan and said, “Why are you still here?”

Wen Chan immediately nodded, “You are right.” And after saying this, he turned around to leave.

Who would have thought that Ding Ziyun would suddenly dash towards the window? Wen Chan reacted quickly and quickly rushed after her. To one’s surprise, she also moved quickly. With both hands propped on the window, she jumped out. Just when the person jumped, Wen Chan pounced on her, trying to grab her with both his hands simultaneously. But his right hand could only snatch her clothes.

This misfortune happened rapidly. The people in the house were all stunned. Zhong Wenjin dashed forward in long strides and stretched out his hand to catch Ding Ziyun. However, he failed to grab her hands. He shouted anxiously, “Little beauty, quickly grab my hands. I will pull you up.”

The girl who suddenly jumped out of the window frightened the pedestrians coming and going outside the house. They stopped in their tracks and gathered there to watch the lively scene.

Xie Zhaoxue poked Liang Yanbei with his elbow after seeing it, “Hey, look. Isn’t that the Ninth Highness?”

Liang Yanbei looked in that direction and saw Wen Chan stretching half his body out of his window.

Wen Chan was saying, “Life is really precious, girl. If you don’t die after jumping from this three-story building, you’ll be a cripple, and it will doom the rest of your life.”

Wen Chan grabbed Ding Ziyun’s clothes from the back, strangling the front of her neck. She grabbed her clothes on her neck anxiously with both hands and hissed, “If you don’t let go, I will be strangled to death by you. Let me go…”

Fortunately, before she could finish her words, her clothes couldn’t hold on anymore, and the buckles disconnected. Just when Wen Chan felt his hands become light, Ding Ziyun fell.

Liang Yanbei and Xie Zhaoxue happened to get close to the building. When they saw Ding Ziyun fall, Xie Zhaoxue quickly rose with light footwork and caught her steadily. After landing on the ground, he let go of her fast and stood aside in an orderly manner.

Wen Chan was holding a cotton-padded jacket. After seeing someone rescue Ding Ziyun, his heart started beating incessantly from the fright. He immediately seized the opportunity to tell Zhong Wenjin, who was standing next to him, “Hey, young man, look. If you have to use force to break a melon off the vine, the melon won’t taste sweet. There is even the possibility of the melon jumping from the melon vine.”
[Footnote]ig. if sth is not meant to be, it’s no use trying to force it to happen[/footnote]

However, Zhong Wenjin did not accept his teachings and glared at him fiercely. He turned and ran out of the private room. Wen Chan stretched out his head and glanced down again, just in time to meet Liang Yanbei’s upward gaze.

When the two lines of sight met, Wen Chan retracted his head again.

“Young master, you are still holding that girl’s clothes in your hands.” Next to him, Ah Fu pointed this out quietly.

Wen Chan came back to his senses to notice that he held some old-fashioned cotton-padded clothes. He promptly felt like his hand was burning and immediately slipped it into the hands of Ah Fu. He soon found that only Shu Hua was standing beside Ah Fu and asked, “Where is Qin Qi?”

“Right after that girl jumped out of the window, Qin Qi ran down.” Ah Fu answered.

“Let’s go. We should go down too.” Wen Chan sighed. Summoning up his courage, he went out of the He Yue house.

There were already many people around the place where Ding Ziyun fell. Wen Chan walked in through the crowd and saw Ding Ziyun sitting on the ground and weeping quietly. But luckily, the cold current had still not receded, and some layers of clothes still covered her body. Even after taking off her cotton-padded clothes, her white inner clothes were still there. But in any case, she was a girl. It was hard to avoid criticisms if she sat in public with a few of her clothes off.

Wen Chan poked Ah Fu with his hands. Ah Fu understood what he meant and stepped forward. He draped the cotton-padded clothes back on Ding Zi Yun’s body and asked in a low voice, “Girl, are you okay?”

Ding Ziyun shook her head slightly. She tightened her clothes on her body and said nothing.

At this time, Xie Zhaoxue said, “Zhong Wenjin, you are committing outrages again.1 If I hadn’t happened to pass below to save the girl, you would have caused the loss of another human life.”

Countless things linked Xie Zhaoxue and Zhong Wenjin. Xie Zhaoxue’s eldest sister was Zhong Wenjin’s mother, so Xie Zhaoxue should be Zhong Wenjin’s uncle.

Unaccustomed to hearing such words, Zhong Wenjin didn’t give any face to his uncle and angrily said, “You, Xie, don’t talk nonsense! Do I need you to save my people? Even if she was crippled today, I could still cure her!”

Not necessarily. Wen Chan thought. It was no wonder that Ding Ziyun was limping a little bit when he saw her in his previous life. It was most probably an effect of this fall.

Xie Zhaoxue sneered, “It depends on whether that person will let you treat it or not. Don’t let that person jump around after they’re cured. ”

There was also this possibility. Otherwise, with the power of the Zhong family, it shouldn’t be difficult to cure Ding Ziyun’s broken leg. It was almost impossible that they would let it break then and leave her with a limping leg, Wen Chen thought secretly.

Seeing Zhong Wenjin stomp his feet in anger, Wen Chan hurriedly walked in between the two of them and said to stop them, “Anyways, young master, someone rescued the girl. If it wasn’t for him, I’m afraid that even if this girl is not dead now, she would’ve broken her arms and legs. It’s best if you don’t quarrel with him anymore. Besides, you see, this girl has also suffered a lot from the fright, and it’s not appropriate to let her sit on the street. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Wenjin remembered that he broke into their private room. So he glared at him viciously and said, “You little bastard, this grandpa has taken note of you. If I ever run into you again, see if I don’t properly deal with you!”

Wen Chan was puzzled about why they called him an untouchable or a bastard after coming out of the palace. Was it that unbearable to look at him?

In fact, Wen Chan was not the only one thinking this. Even Liang Yanbei and Xie Zhaoxue were puzzled on how the Ninth Highness could appropriately run into troubles right after stepping out of his palace.

His guards, Ah Fu, Qin Qi, and Shu Hua, couldn’t bear hearing this. Ah Fu learned from his previous mistakes and didn’t dare to act rashly, resisting his urge to curse. But Qin Qi couldn’t bear it anymore and wanted to scold him.

Wen Chan had sharp eyes, and he saw that his subordinate’s mouth was getting restless, so he immediately said, “Qin Qi, you go pack my dishes. I will eat them after I go back.”

Assigned with a task, Qin Qi stared at the back of Zhong Wenjin’s head unwillingly. He then turned around to run back to the He Yue House.

Unexpectedly, a refusal met Zhong Wenjin when he stooped down to carry Ding Ziyun. He gloomily turned around to vent his anger on Wen Chan, “You tore my beauty’s clothes today. If I let you go back home with your two hands intact today, my hatred will be difficult to relieve!”

Wen Chan was caught off guard and startled by Zhong Wenjin’s troublesome action. He subconsciously hid his hands in his sleeves, “Wa! This young master is so unreasonable! ”

He let out a “pah”2 and said, “What reasons do you have to say, you bastard. Take out my sword.”

Wen Chan saw that he was really taking out his sword and seamlessly drew back. Shu Hua placed his hand on his sword hilt, ready to take action. But at this time, Liang Yanbei took two steps forward, hiding half of Wen Chan’s body. He smiled and said, “When I first came to the capital, I heard that the Zhong family’s fourth son bullied men and women and did many evils. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I feel like it is much worse than the rumors. ”

Liang Yanbei was only seventeen years old, but he was already very tall. Because he usually exercises martial arts, his back looked straight. When he stood in front of Wen Chan, the contrast was evident. He wore a white silk gown today with embroidered bamboo designs. The gown floated as the wind blew, making it look very life-like.

He was at best at yelling at others with a smile. And Wen Chan knew this the best.

Contrary to what one might expect, Zhong Wenjin didn’t get angry by this remark. Instead, he said, “So you are the Liang Yanbei who came to the capital recently.” He sized up Liang Yanbei and said, “ Looks like there are many things special about you.”

Xie Zhaoxue shouted, “Zhong Wenjin!”

Zhong Wenjin snorted, “Why are you yelling? I just said it casually. No wonder they say that this one surnamed Liang is your sweetheart. Do you have anything to deny it?”

Xie Zhaoxue’s face flushed, and he gritted his teeth, “Don’t talk nonsense!”

Wen Chan looked up and saw Xie Zhaoxue’s blue veins bulging with anger. He thought, no wonder Xie Zhaoxue and Liang Yanbei had such a good relationship in his previous life; Liang Yanbei went to serve in the army, and he followed. Liang Yanbei went to the north for the battle, and he followed. But in the end, he failed to survive.

Later, Liang Yanbei stayed in front of his monument for one day and one night.

Wen Chen became a little unhappy when he thought about that.

to run amok (idiom); to commit outrages

pah! / bah! / pooh! / to spit (in contempt)