The Flirtatious Prince and His Savage Concubine

After Nan Wangyu and Lu Lingxi left, Nan Jingye felt more and more that something was wrong. There had never been a collision between fleets in previous years, so he went to find the crew of Zhenbaozhai to ask what was going on.

The captain of the Zhenbaozhai fleet was a sturdy, dark-skinned, honest man. When the noble asked him a question, he answered honestly, "It was His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi who gave five taels of silver to each of the crew members of the 19 boats except Jing Tingxuan, and gave twenty taels of silver to each of our fleet managers, asking us to deliberately create chaos and give the championship of this year's dragon boat race to Jing Tingxuan, because he bet all his money on Jing Tingxuan this year."

Nan Jingye was so angry that he almost fainted. His good brother was really calculating. He was so generous. Five taels of silver per person was almost half a year's wages for these low-class people. In total, he spent more than two thousand taels of silver. No wonder he raised the stakes to five hundred taels of gold, which was five thousand taels of silver. He gave these low-class people more than two thousand, and still had more than two thousand taels left. Was he spending his own money to win against me? How could this be!

These lowly people were also stupid. They believed whatever others said. So they gritted their teeth and questioned: "Are you sure that the King of Qi asked you to do this? Did you do it just because he asked you to? Was this year's training in vain?"

The captain said honestly, "We think that no one in this capital city, under the emperor's feet, dares to pretend to be His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi, and he did pay the promised money on the spot, which is not a small amount. I don't think he is deliberately trying to deceive us for fun."

Nan Jingye was so angry that he almost crushed the folding fan in his hand into powder. Others dared not use his name, but his good brother dared. He couldn't settle the score with his brother, which would only make him look more stupid. He could only vent his anger on these lowly people, so he sneered: "Ha! You are quite good at thinking carefully, but have you ever thought that the person in front of you is the King of Qi you mentioned? I don't want Jing Tingxuan to win the first place."

The five team members who came with the captain quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "We pay our respects to His Majesty the King of Qi. We are ignorant and did not perform the salute before. We hope Your Majesty will forgive our ignorance."

Nan Jingye stared coldly at the six men standing in a row in front of him. These six men were burly and strong as bulls, and each of them seemed to have endless strength. When they kowtowed, the posture of supporting the ground with their hands further highlighted their strong and powerful arms. The muscle lines on their arms were as clear as sculptures, full of masculinity.

For some reason, when Nan Jingye saw this scene, some disgusting images appeared in his mind involuntarily. He began to wonder whether these men would be so powerful and majestic in bed. Once this thought came up, it spread like wild grass in his heart, making him feel more and more disgusted and disgusted with these men.

In fact, people are like this a lot of the time. The more they lack something, the more they care about it. They cannot tolerate others surpassing themselves in some aspect, whether it is physical fitness or any other aspect. At this moment, Nan Jingye is obviously in such a psychological state.

Nan Jingye's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he smiled cruelly: "Why should I forgive you? You lost the game, and I also lost 500 taels of gold. What are you going to pay for it?"

The crew members kowtowed and pleaded: "King Qi, please spare our lives, King Qi, please spare our lives!"

Nan Jingye didn't care about all this. He winked at his guards, and three guards stepped forward, grabbed the crew members' hair, and slashed their necks with a knife. Blood splattered everywhere, and Gu Ying'er was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly.

When the three guards were about to cut the necks of the remaining three, the captain who had replied earlier broke free from his restraints and jumped down from the fence. He thought that he couldn't die silently like this. After being killed upstairs, all traces would be cleaned up, as if he had never been in this world. But if he jumped down the building, even if he died, he would be seen, and someone would definitely come to investigate, and perhaps he could get justice for himself and his brothers.

Gu Ying'er looked down from where the captain had jumped, and saw a bloody mess. The people downstairs were also scared and fled in all directions. She immediately drew back her head and asked in horror, "What should we do now? So many people have seen it."

Nan Jingye did not respond directly to her question. His deep and sharp eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him - his wife Gu Ying'er. Gu Ying'er's face was full of fear, and her body was shaking so much that she could hardly stand. She held the railing with one hand, as if only in this way could she barely support her shaky body; the other hand tightly covered her chest, as if trying to calm her heart that was beating wildly due to fear. Beads of sweat kept falling from her forehead, soaking her hair, making her look even more miserable.

However, facing the panic-stricken Gu Ying'er, Nan Jingye not only did not show any sympathy, but instead raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an elusive smile, and asked softly: "Do you think I am cruel?" The tone seemed gentle, but in fact it was sharp, like an invisible sword piercing straight into the depths of Gu Ying'er's heart.

Gu Ying'er knew very well that if the answer she gave could not satisfy the person in front of her, then she would not be able to get through the day peacefully. She forced herself to cheer up, forced a weak smile on her face, and said softly: "Of course I would not have such an idea. It is those lowly and ignorant pariahs who are too stupid to hinder you without knowing what is good for them. They simply deserve to die! People like this do not deserve sympathy even if they die a thousand times or a hundred times."

Nan Jingye raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and uttered a cold laugh full of disdain and ridicule. Perhaps because what Gu Ying'er said just now was more or less in line with his thoughts, he was too lazy to continue to entangle with her on this issue. Instead, he turned his head and gave an expressionless order to the guard beside him: "Go downstairs immediately and do something. Quietly put fifty taels of silver into the arms of the lowly man. Tell the onlookers that this is the reward silver given to all the crew members by the king for their hard work in participating in the boat race. However, who could have expected that the ungrateful guy actually tried to swallow the money privately, and ended up falling from the top of the pavilion in the fierce struggle with other crew members."

The guard received the order and went down.

Nan Jingye glanced coldly at the bloody mess downstairs, and continued to look at the scenery in the distance. Gu Ying'er looked at the distance side by side with him. Behind him, the guards were dealing with the corpse and cleaning the blood. In less than a quarter of an hour, the pavilion was clean as new, as if the blood-spattered scene just now was an illusion.