Chapter 756 – Is the Lord still a Little Princess? (1)
Feng Zhen glanced sideways at the bamboo slips on his desk and then at Li Yun’s dazed expression, feeling inexplicably cheerful.
“Han Mei, what kind of expression is that on your face?”
Such a beautiful child on the outside, yet so vacant inside—what a waste!
Li Yun came back to his senses and awkwardly said, “Mr. Feng, is this a dream? It feels too real.”
Feng Zhen was momentarily speechless, a playful impulse bubbling up.
“Why do you say it’s a dream? Come on, stretch out your arm and let me pinch you, let’s see if it hurts.”
Li Yun obediently complied, extending his robust right arm, rolling up his sleeve to reveal muscle that made Feng Zhen green with envy.
Thinking of his own soft arm, and then at Li Yun’s well-toned biceps—nothing about it was pleasing to the eye.
“Ouch—ouch, that hurts, Mr. Feng—”
Li Yun nearly shed tears as Feng Zhen wasn’t just pinching him; he was digging in with his nails—it hurt like hell!
“Still think you’re dreaming now?”
Feng Zhen resumed his serious demeanor, making it hard to tell if he was joking.
“Mr. Feng, since I’m not dreaming, why do people outside say the Lord is a woman? Even you believe this absurd news?” Li Yun pouted, feeling dizzy as if he’d taken in too much information that was hard to digest.
If he knew the term “gender swap,” he’d probably question if he woke up and found the Lord had transformed.
Feng Zhen chuckled, “Our Lord is indeed a woman. It’s just that some circumstances forced her to disguise herself as a man, you understand?”
Li Yun nodded dumbly, still looking somewhat lost in thought.
After a moment, an idea struck him.
“Mr. Feng, I believe I’ve seen the Lord in women’s clothing, and she certainly doesn’t look like a woman.” Li Yun clenched his fists nervously, still struggling to accept this reality. “A man as grand as the Lord—how could she be a woman? Frankly speaking, I think if I dressed up in women’s clothes, wore some makeup, and tidied up a bit, I could probably look more like a woman than the Lord. Don’t you think so, Mr. Feng?”
Feng Zhen almost bit his tongue.
This silly kid, how can he be so honest?
But looking at this handsome Young Master with rosy lips and white teeth, Feng Zhen thought Li Yun’s statement wasn’t entirely unfounded.
“When did you see the Lord in women’s clothing?”
Feng Zhen had been following Jiang Pengji for a while but had never seen her dressed in anything other than men’s attire.
Li Yun replied earnestly, “When the Lord first established the women’s camp, the people of Xiangyang suspected it was a disreputable brothel, and even the soldiers from the men’s camp thought so. To change the impression of the women’s camp in public eyes, the Lord wore women’s attire and went to recruit new soldiers for the men’s camp. By the way, I remember Dian Yin was one of those new recruits, he should have some impression of it…”
Remembering this, Li Yun’s face suddenly paled, losing its healthy color.
Feng Zhen was immersed in the gossip but noticed Li Yun’s strange demeanor and quickly asked, “What’s wrong with Han Mei? You look unwell. Are you feeling okay?”
Li Yun shook his head slowly, stammering out, “Mr. Feng… I suddenly recalled something. Years back when the Lord said she wanted to disguise herself as a woman, I blurted out—‘The Lord, such a grand man, disguising as a woman, I haven’t even properly seen yet.’ At that time, I didn’t mean it… The Lord’s character shouldn’t hold onto such things to this day, right?”
After a while, with no reply from Feng Zhen, Li Yun looked up and observed that Feng Zhen was watching the position behind him with a bemused expression… Wait! Behind him?
Li Yun’s spine stiffened, and he quickly turned his head, cringing.
Oh—
Jiang Pengji stood with her arms crossed, watching Li Yun and Feng Zhen with an amused expression, with Yang Si trailing behind her.
“L-Lord!”
Li Yun wasn’t completely stunned yet, quickly straightening up, but his heart was racing.
I’m dead, I’m dead, I’m dead—
“I never knew I held such an image in Han Mei’s heart. Old grievances from years ago shouldn’t be remembered now, right?”
Jiang Pengji walked into the main hall with a smile and then knelt in the primary seat, making Li Yun’s head lower and lower.
Seeing the beloved Li Yun being teased by Jiang Pengji, the Audience felt sympathy.
【Zhen Mi Beauty】: You terrible broadcaster, you say you won’t hold grudges, but you shouldn’t bully our little angel Han Mei!
【Terrible Cao Pi】: Exactly! Look at how scared you’ve made Han Mei; his face is paler than normal!
The Audience rallied for Li Yun, but he had no idea.
He felt guilty and subservient, murmuring to himself, “The Lord is magnanimous, there’s no way she would be a petty person.”
Jiang Pengji held back her laughter, waving her hand, “Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. Look at your face, as if I ever bullied you.”
With the alarm lifted, Li Yun exhaled a sigh of relief.
Quickly tossing away the earlier threat from his mind, he focused intently on Jiang Pengji’s face, hesitating to speak.
Jiang Pengji rested her chin on her hand, saying, “I am indeed a woman; no matter how you look at me, I can’t change into a man. Instead of jumping around in surprise here, why not go back and practice your martial arts? If you can’t even beat me, a woman, how are you going to achieve great feats and win my dear Wan’er…?”
Li Yun’s eyes widened in shock, stammering, “L-Lord… I’m wrong!”
Feng Zhen, overhearing their conversation, struggled to contain his laughter until his cheeks ached.
Was this really not holding a grudge?
Every word was threatening Li Yun—he’d never marry Shangguan Wan if he couldn’t beat her…
If that isn’t holding a grudge, then what is?
With such a Lord, Li Yun must be quite pitiful.
Floating back to the camp outside the city, he began to practice with his spear in a daze, suddenly recalling something—
Wasn’t he supposed to continue being shocked or questioning whether the Lord was female? Why was he practicing now?
After pondering, Li Yun decided he couldn’t be confused by himself.
“Dian Yin, have you heard about those rumors in the city?”
Dian Yin was a down-to-earth character who preferred silent self-training, so he didn’t often chat.
“What rumors?”
Li Yun replied, “It’s been spread all over the royal city that our Lord is a woman.”
Dian Yin snorted coldly at this, throwing down the double axes he held.
“Which blind scoundrel dares to slander her? Just watch me chop them to bits!”
Just then, Meng Hunyun happened to walk by, and hearing this, chimed in, “Such ridiculous things can’t possibly be believed!”
Li Yun: “…”
“If, if it were true though?” Li Yun asked quietly.
Dian Yin and Meng Hunyun were straightforward men, easier to bond with due to their honesty.
Having good rapport with Li Yun, they furrowed their brows, sensing his concern.
