Chapter 35

Chapter 35: But let the lover be the matchmaker (Part 1)

What Feng Lan didn't know was that Si Cang Qing didn't intentionally prevent him from following; it was just 

that his complexion was really too poor, probably because he hadn't had a proper rest these past few days.

There is laughter and joy along the Shili River. On this Lantern Festival night dotted with white snow, the air is 

filled with the spirit of spring.

In the elegant partition, a faint fragrance lingered. Two young men, each with their own distinct charm, sat facing 

each other, with some tea and snacks laid out on the table.

Qi Shuangran looked at the silent Si Cang Qing with a smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief, feigning surprise, 

"Heh, I didn't expect I could actually invite His Highness the Crown Prince! But, if those officials under your 

command saw their Crown Prince frequenting such places, it might ruin your lifetime reputation."

"Speak!" Ignoring Qi Shuangran's teasing, Si Cang Qing casually sipped his tea. Yesterday, Qi Shuangran had 

suddenly barged into the East Palace, saying he wanted to meet at the Rouge Pavilion tonight. Usually, he 

wouldn't bother. But this time…

"Actually, I know almost as much as Your Highness does!" Qi Shuangran said with a wicked smile, "I only found 

out that it was people from the Guangyu Kingdom who made the deal. When I tried to investigate further, the trail 

went cold."

It seems that nothing could be found out from the other party's mouth, so Si Cang Qing stood up and was about to 

leave. 

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to leave, Qingqing—" Qi Shuangran cheerfully stopped Si Cang Qing and said, 

"Since you're already out, why not enjoy yourself before heading back!"

"Get out of the way!" Si Cang Qing said coldly.

Qi Shuangran shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Sigh, Qingqing, you're really heartless. Once you find 

someone no longer useful, you just kick them aside."

He then leaned close to Si Cang Qing's body and seductively whispered in his ear, "But, regarding the matters of 

Qingyu Sect, perhaps I can help you!"

With a cold glare, Si Cang Qing didn't rush to leave and instead sat down again, waiting for the other party's 

explanation. "Qingyu Sect, how did you find out?"

Putting away his cynical smile, Qi Shuangran did not hide anything, "In the martial arts conference, in order to 

ensure its position as the leader, Qingyu Sect made a deal with me and I went to the conference to disrupt it. 

However, it was not long before Yu Fei's identity as a spy was revealed. The news spread like wildfire, and the 

Qingyu Sect collapsed overnight. I can't think of anyone other than the Crown Prince who has this ability?"

Si Cang Qing did not respond. 

"Heh," Qi Shuangran deliberately teased, saying, "But once the Qingyu Sect is destroyed, it will be even harder to 

investigate its background!"

Si Cang Qing looked at the other person's smiling face with indifference. Without saying, he knew this point as 

well. However, he didn't care; at least the Qingyu Sect was the most important force some people had planted 

within the Canghuan Kingdom. Besides, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks. As for the details, it was likely 

either the people of the Guangyu Kingdom or the royal family of Hongcheng.

"This time, Your Highness, you are wrong!" Qi Shuangran smiled proudly, "Do you know the relationship 

between the Third Prince of Hongcheng and the Twelfth Prince?"

"So what?"

“Everyone knows that the delicate and weak but most beautiful twelfth prince of the Three Kingdoms clings to 

the third prince, uses his beauty to serve him, and lives a life of shame and deceit." Qi Shuangran smiled as if he 

had thought of something interesting, "But who knows that the more beautiful the flower, the more poisonous the 

thorn is!”

His mind was working rapidly, and Si Cang Qing immediately understood what the other party meant: Perhaps 

the Qingyu Gate was related to the Third Prince, but from what Qi Shuangran said, it seemed that the Qingyu 

Sect was not under the control of the Third Prince Cheng Tianyi but the Twelfth prince of Hongcheng, Cheng 

Tianyang, who was rumored to be cowardly.

"How do you know?" Si Cang Qing asked lightly in response. If Cheng Tianyang were truly scheming behind 

Cheng Tianyi's back, given Cheng Tianyi's cunning nature, would he not have noticed?

"Haha, so," Qi Shuangran thought, "Cheng Tianyang is a tough guy. As for why I know this, it's just speculation, 

there is no evidence..."

"The group that attempted to assassinate you is from the Guangyu Kingdom. I have also had dealings with the 

Qingyu Sect, and after some investigation on both sides, it is clear that they are not the same group. If it were 

Cheng Tianyi's doing, he wouldn't remain inactive after the Qingyu Sect was destroyed, given his arrogance. 

Therefore, it must be someone else..."

"After much thought, I think the most suspicious person is the least likely person, Cheng Tianyang."

The internal strife within the Hongcheng royal family was something Si Cang Qing was somewhat aware of. 

Although Qi Shuangran's speculation was unexpected, it wasn't entirely unreasonable. Glancing at the person who 

was smiling innocently, he asked indifferently, "What are your intentions?"

Everyone knows that the Seventh Young Master is arrogant and cruel, and never does anything useless. He does 

things based on his mood, and not everyone can ask him to do anything. If you really want to ask him to take 

action, you often have to pay a price that ordinary people can't imagine.

Shaking his head, Qi Shuangran moved closer to Si Cang Qing and whispered ambiguously, "Qingqing, you're 

being too formal. Your matters are my matters! Helping you is something I'm more than willing to do!"

Looking at the other person coldly, Si Cang Qing did not comment, and then heard the other person say, 

"However... if Qingqing is willing to pay the price with yourself, perhaps I can always help you!"

"No need!" Si Cang Qing replied coldly. 

"Tsk tsk," Qi Shuangran sighed regretfully, "Qingqing, you're really too indifferent..."

At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the door:

"Seventh Master, Lian Sheng wants to see you—"

◇Cang Huan◇Seven Palaces◇

Before them, the beautiful young man sits at the desk, playing a hauntingly lingering melody.

"Leaving." Si Cang Qing stood up and was about to leave. After listening to various melodies all day, all of them 

were lingering and sorrowful, he was feeling this was quite annoying. 

"Hey," Qi Shuangran hurriedly stood up as well, gave Lian Sheng a glance, and said, "Could it be that Qingqing 

doesn't like this kind of...?"

Before the words were finished, Qi Shuangran emitted a gloomy aura, and his voice suddenly deepened, "Lian 

Sheng, what have you done to me?" 

Upon hearing this, Si Cang Qing also halted, feeling a subtle restlessness in his heart; this feeling was somewhat 

familiar.

Si Cang Qing turned around and looked coldly at the two. His constitution could be said to be immune to all 

poisons, yet now he had unknowingly been drugged. What kind of thing was so powerful?

Shifting his gaze to the incense burner on the table, Si Cang Qing understood somewhat.

Being suddenly grabbed by Qi Shuangran by the neck, Lian Sheng opened his mouth wide, struggling to breathe, 

and said intermittently, "Palace, Palace Master, spare my life..."

"Where did you get Qingmi?" Qi Shuangran's scarlet face revealed a hint of malice. Qingmi is a seductive drug 

concocted by the former pharmacist of Piaomiao Palace, and there is no antidote. It is necessary to engage in 

sexual intercourse for several hours to neutralize the drug's effects. This drug was specially concocted by a 

pharmacist who was spurned in love back then, and its potency is so fierce that ordinary people cannot withstand 

it. Because of this, there were quite a few controversies back then, solidifying the notion that Piaomiao Palace is a 

demonic sect.

Love Mist? Si Cang Qing was taken aback; it turned out to be the Aphrodisiac. This Love Mist was somewhat 

famous, but few had truly experienced it. Although his constitution was resistant to toxins, the Aphrodisiac was 

not a poison, so he didn't notice it for a moment.

Fortunately, due to his special physique, Si Cang Qing was fine except for a vague feeling of restlessness. Unlike 

Qi Shuangran, whose cheeks were flushed and his eyes began to become unfocused.

With a forceful grip, Qi Shuangran had no time to pursue this audacious servant. Originally, this was a branch of 

the Piaomiao Palace, and so he had not been overly cautious, but unexpectedly, he was schemed against by his 

ever-loyal subordinate.

"Qing—" Qi Shuangran swayed slightly and clumsily reached out to touch Si Cang Qing, but was dodged by the 

latter's swift movement. 

Ignoring the person's predicament, he walked straight to the door. However, Si Cang Qing suddenly remembered 

something and stopped, looking at Qi Shuangran, who was under the influence of an aphrodisiac. His originally 

delicate and beautiful features now appeared exceptionally enchanting and seductive. 

"Someone come——"

Si Cang Qing called out lightly. After a short while, the old madam entered, trembling, leading a young male 

attendant.

"What are you going to do?" Qishuangran gritted his teeth, holding onto the edge of the table and enduring the 

effects of the medicine, feeling a sense of foreboding. He only saw the madam hurriedly run out of the partition 

and close the door, while Si Cang Qing sat down on a nearby chair with an indifferent expression.

The young attendant hesitated for a moment, then reached out to support Qi Shuangran, but was suddenly pushed 

away, nearly stumbling and falling. Frightened, he immediately dared not make a sound. 

Si Cang Qing, slightly impatient, said, "You all hurry up."

"Si Cang Qing!" Qi Shuangran shouted with a burning heart, staring at the other person, "What are you doing?"

"This palace wants to know what to do next." Si Cang Qing said calmly. He and Feng Lan had met naked several 

times, but they always gave up because they didn't know how to continue. Since he happened to have this 

opportunity today, he might as well learn it.

Qi Shuangran was so angry at Si Cang Qing's words that he almost vomited blood. He bit his lower lip fiercely 

and held back the moan that was about to escape. "Want to know? Then let me fuck you now!"

The man in front of him no longer had the same elegant and charming manner as before, but had become a...

A cat whose tail was stepped on, puffed up and meowing angrily.

This thought flashed through his mind and then vanished. Si Cang Qing turned his head to look at the trembling 

young man, "You, hurry up." It was already very late; he couldn't keep delaying here.

"You dare!" Qi Shuangran's whole body was tense, his hands tightly gripping the edge of the table, not daring to 

move.

The young waiter had never seen such a scene before and was so scared that he almost cried.

"Mm-hmm..." The flames burning within were almost completely consuming his consciousness. Qi Shuangran 

took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm, and said, "You just need to know what to do, right?"

"Mm." Si Cang Qing responded. He had no desire to understand other people's matters and stayed here just to 

observe and learn.

Qi Shuangran's eyes were red, and he said quickly: "%&￥#@%&￥#@%&￥#@%&

￥#@..." Then he yelled, "Now, you know what to do, right? If you still don't get it, go look at some 

pornographic pictures!”

Nodding, Si Cang Qing seemed to be thinking about something. So that's how it is...

Glancing at the precariously swaying Qi Shuangran, Si Cang Qing stood up and left without looking back. 

The moment the partition door closed, a series of gasps and moans faintly echoed. 

The next morning, at dawn. 

A roar came from the Rouge Pavillion: "Si Cang Qing—"
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