Chapter 7 (1/2)

Spring Once More ch7

Translator: ayszhang

Editor: Marcia

Beta reader: Dairytea

chapter 7

(Traditional Chinese cover scanned by Dairytea)

Chapter Seven

Mars just crashed into Earth Bush just bombed bin Laden No word or expression in this world could possibly describe ht now

If I were someone more timid, I would have foa, have seen things in ment I stay frozen for only six second – only six! – after hearing the pretty boy talk

And after those six seconds, I

do what anyone would do I dash towards the creature and pull open the loose

robe Flat Definitely a man

I look at him He looks back

at me

“My good man, are you

Ruoshui?”

He flashes a smile I crack

open my mouth back at him

Then I grab the jade pillow

froainst my head

The world goes black, and I

start floating again The hills are there The bridge is there The department

chief is there, too

“What have you done now?”

“What a, you ask?” Once

again, I findyou down

and de a refund! You sonuvabitch! You tricked me! That li’l prince was a

homo who keeps men around, wasn’t he?!”

The chief chuckles weakly “It

is indeed a tiny flaw, but nothing is perfect!”

“A tiny flaw?! I fucking told

you that I want lots of beautiful woot! I’m so

done with this shi+t You deal with it, and find me a normal body Now!”

The chief’s wrinkled face

turns blue, then red and finally white “Son, you really are too stubborn and

can’t see the truth”

The truth? I scoff, “Where do

I find truth in that?”

“Now, slon there” He

claps e and presses

doard until I a

the root of the issue Allow me to analyze this for you Noho have you

beco? The little prince In the Daxing

Empire, is there anyone above the little prince aside from the emperor? No, there

isn’t The prince indeed indulges in the passion of the cut sleeve, and to be

frank with you, he died because of it Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy and listen

to me So the little prince is a cut sleeve Who made him like that? No one He

is a cut sleeve because he is happy being a cut sleeve That is the key here”

fucking hell! I slap h

“What’s key about the prince being a cut sleeve?!”

The chief pats my shoulder

again “Son, are you a cut sleeve?”

I spring up “You’re a fucking

cut sleeve!”

He pushes me back down on my

ass “Well, there you go The problem is solved”

I glare at him “How the hell

is it solved?!”

“Why can’t you see?” He shakes

his head “The prince is a cut sleeve No grudges, no regrets No one forced

hi a cut sleeve, so he is Now you’re the prince, and you

answer to no one aside from the emperor If you don’t want to be a cut-sleeve,

then you don’t have to be, and nobody can say a thing Aht or am I

right?”

I consider it for a minute and

adood point The chief continues persuasively in my ear “There

are twenty or so male concubines in the Prince Tai manor It took but a

word froet them all there, so likewise it would take but a word

fro as it’s not the

wife or the throne of the eet with just one utterance You

have all the power you can ask for, son!”

“Chief” I nod approvingly “You

are a genius”

He beams as he pulls me up

“Then what are you waiting for? Hurry back before they put you back into the

coffin again”