Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Before long, Li Jingxi led Dongling Yu in.

"Your Majesty is well. On behalf of my father, I extend my greetings to you." Dongling Yu placed his right hand on his left shoulder and bowed slightly, the highest form of greeting in Dongli.

"Very well! Your Highness must be tired from your journey, so I'll stop this small talk and invite you to stay here for the next few days..."

"Your Majesty, my brother and I can live together. We haven't seen each other for four years. I hope Your Majesty will grant my request."

Emperor Qilan suppressed his displeasure at being interrupted and nodded in agreement. Dong Tinglan didn't glance at anyone beside him the entire time, and even after Emperor Qilan left, he turned to leave as well.

Dongling Yu reached out to stop him, tilting his head to look at him with a gentle smile. "Little brother, it's been four years. You don't even greet your elder brother anymore?"

"After four years, Your Majesty has become even more adept at putting on an act."

"The puppy has become bolder." Dongling Yu leaned closer, his voice audible only to the two of them.

Dong Tinglan cast a sharp glance at him. Seeing this, Dong Lingyu's smile became more genuine, the kind of smile Dong Tinglan was familiar with, always full of malice.

Are you guys leaving or not?

Li Jingxi, who had already taken several steps, realized that no one was following him. When he turned around, he found that the two brothers were still standing there, muttering to themselves. What couldn't they talk about back at Chunhua Palace? If it weren't for his father's instructions, he wouldn't serve them.

"Come here."

Dongling Yu smiled at Li Jingxi and followed in his footsteps.

As Dong Tinglan watched his retreating figure, a feeling of suffocation washed over him. His hands, hanging by his sides, clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. The obvious pain in his palms snapped him out of his reverie. He took a deep breath and waited until his emotions had completely calmed down before taking a step to follow him.

Inside Chunhua Palace, Jiang Heng watched as the palace servants tidied up an empty side hall and carried all the items inside. Curious, he pulled over a passing palace servant and asked what was going on.

"Since Your Highnesses will be staying at Chunhua Palace for some time, His Majesty ordered us to prepare."

Jiang Heng didn't show it on her face, but in her heart she was cursing. The palace is so big, why does she have to come and annoy people? I'll make her regret moving in!

When the group returned to Chunhua Palace, Jiang Heng, Zhao Yi, and the others bowed and greeted him. Dongling Yu didn't even glance at the side hall that was still being set up, and stepped towards the main hall.

“Brother, this is my residence.” Dong Tinglan stepped forward and blocked Dong Lingyu’s path, his tall figure intentionally or unintentionally obscuring most of Jiang Heng’s figure.

"What, you don't welcome me in for a visit?"

"not welcome."

The tense atmosphere made the palace servants on the sidelines move more slowly, and even Li Jingxi didn't dare to say anything sarcastic.

"Ah."

Dongling Yu looked Dongting Lan up and down. He was right. This dog had become bolder, but also more fun. He could just pull out the newly grown claws and teeth.

He casually sat down on the stone bench nearby. Li Jingxi was unsure whether to leave or stay, but after a few steps, he followed him and sat down.

Dong Tinglan ignored the two and turned to Jiang Heng, slightly raising his chin to indicate that she should follow him into the inner hall. He could feel Dong Lingyu's gaze clinging to him, a sticky sensation like being entwined by a venomous snake, utterly nauseating. He frowned in disgust, but his steps remained steady.

"Host, Dongling Yu has been staring at Dongting Lan the whole time. It's really creepy."

886 covered his eyes in the consciousness space, his fingers spread open, and he looked at the scene outside through the gaps between his fingers. The feeling that Dongling Yu gave Tong was really bad.

Once inside the inner hall, Zhao Yi immediately closed the door, blocking the prying gaze.

Dong Tinglan grabbed Jiang Heng's wrist and pulled her inside, the force so strong that Jiang Heng felt pain, but he didn't say anything to remind her. He could sense that Dong Tinglan's emotions were unstable, and he subconsciously pursed his lips, his eyes full of worry.

"Jiang Heng, tonight I'll have Sun He escort you out of the palace. Wait for me in the courtyard we met last time. When you leave Qi Lan, I'll have Mo Wu pick you up." Dong Tinglan placed his hands on Jiang Heng's shoulders, leaned down slightly, and spoke as calmly as possible.

But Jiang Heng could see Dong Tinglan's agitation at this moment. He was tense, like a cheetah ready to attack at any time, just waiting for a signal.

Are you afraid I'll hold you back? Don't you trust my abilities?

“Listen to me, Dongling Yu is no pushover. He never does things the way people do. Once he sets his sights on you, you won’t be able to shake him off. I can’t do anything to him in Qilan. Just listen to me.”

Jiang Heng refused to listen. He grabbed Dong Tinglan by the collar, pulled him in front of him, stared into his eyes, and gritted his teeth, "Dong Tinglan, I didn't come to your side to be a burden. I said I can help you, and I will help you get whatever you want."

"Jiang Heng..." Dong Tinglan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Jiang Heng released her grip on his collar and instead hugged his waist, patting him gently in a soothing manner. Feeling the body in her arms relax, she softened her tone and said, "I won't leave. This time, I'll protect you."

Dong Tinglan hugged him tightly, burying his face in his shoulder and muttering a soft "okay." He would never let Dong Lingyu hurt Jiang Heng in the slightest, never.

"886, thank you for keeping a close eye on Dongling Yu." Jiang Heng instructed in her mind. With 886 around, what kind of trouble could Dongling Yu cause?

"I guarantee the mission will be completed!"

That night, when 886 told Jiang Heng that Dongling Yu had taken out that disgusting big worm again, Jiang Heng used the excuse of preventing Dongling Yu from causing trouble again to push Dongting Lan onto the bed, strip off his clothes, and took out silver needles to prick him.

"Young Master, are you sure you're not deliberately tormenting me?" Because of the acupuncture, Dong Tinglan could only lie in bed. He looked at Jiang Heng with a teasing expression, always feeling that he had an exceptionally strong presence when he was giving acupuncture.

"Is this all the trouble you've caused?" Jiang Heng picked up a slightly thicker silver needle, carefully heated it over the candlelight, and turned her head to look at Dong Tinglan with a wicked smile, as if she were watching a show.

Dong Tinglan chuckled softly, her gaze following his figure with indulgence in her eyes.

Jiang Heng bent down, and strands of her hair fell onto Dong Tinglan's chest, bringing a tingling sensation. This tingling sensation traveled down his body, and he suddenly realized that it wasn't just the strands of hair brushing against him, but rather, the silver needle.

As Dong Tinglan felt the location where the silver needle had landed, his smile became forced, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, stop playing with me."

Jiang Heng smiled, her eyes narrowing like a child who had received a new toy. The silver needles in her hands tapped rhythmically, occasionally piercing the skin. The extremely subtle stings brought an astonishing stimulation.

Dong Tinglan tensed his waist and abdomen, raised his arm to cover his eyes, his chest heaving, and his breathing gradually became heavier. If Jiang Heng were to remove the arm from his eyes at this moment, she would see a pair of dark and deep eyes, filled with an undeniable desire that could easily overwhelm a person.

In the side hall, through the window lattice, Dongling Yu looked at the candlelight in the main hall that had been burning for a long time without going out. He became more and more enthusiastic in teasing the Gu worms in his hand, and his smile was smug and carefree. The little dog was disobedient and should be taught a lesson.

Looking at the scene on Dongling Yu's side and then at Dongting Lan's side, 886 suddenly wasn't so afraid of the big bug anymore.