Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 115: Isn’t Your Hobby Secretly Making Trouble for Others?

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Isn’t Your Hobby Secretly Making Trouble for Others?

Cui Yun didn’t actually make it hard for a cat. He ordered Ji Qing to come in and tidy up the mess.

The kitten also heaved a huge sigh of relief. After the crisis was resolved, the embarrassing shame belatedly wound up its nerves.

Its legs were trembling. Its meaty paws cradling its little heart.

The movements, truly indistinguishable from a human’s.

Cui Yun, seemingly thoughtful, did not drive it away.

This dispelled his drowsiness, and the young man bent his legs and half leaned on the couch, holding a book in his hand in a lazy posture. The pride of a noble son was unmistakably displayed.

However, it was far from the composed self-possession Shen Hua would see in him years later.

Shen Hua’s shiny eyes glanced around everywhere.

The furnishing of the study remained as before. Even the positions of the scrolls on the bookshelf had not been moved at all.

Not knowing how much time had passed, she yawned lightly and dozed off. Without a rabbit doll to embrace, she wasn’t used to it, but luckily she could hold her fluffy tail.

Ji Xin found her about half an incense’s time later. Wishing not to disturb Cui Yun’s tranquility, she stepped in slowly, bowed, and then went to carry Shen Hua out.

Cui Yun’s gaze had been fixed on the paper all along. But when Ji Xin just touched Shen Hua, he lazily spoke up.

"Let her be."

Ji Xin was startled.

"Yes."

Though the weather was warm, considering the coldness of the ground, Ji Xin went out and came back in with a comfortable nest to settle Shen Hua inside.

Seeing the cub breathing shallowly and curling up, she took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve to serve as a small blanket and covered it over its body.

After being moved to the nest, Shen Hua yawned groggily and accepted it royally. Clearly, she was used to being served.

Inside the room, only the sound of pages flipping could be heard.

However, the peace was soon disrupted.

"Cui Yun! It’s done. I’m going to treat you to a drink."

Ji Ge swaggered in with several jugs of Qiulou White. These days, he had also successfully sold that counterfeit to the Crown Prince. Inevitably, his joy was written all over his face.

Cui Yun’s gaze slightly hardened. Obviously unwilling to engage with Ji Ge, but still remembering the latter’s identity, he gracefully stood up and bowed with folded hands.

"Let the Seventh Prince drink by himself. Weizhen is not good at handling his liquor."

Ji Ge: ...

He almost believed it!!

Not good at drinking? Cui Yun that guy is not good at drinking?

"Cut the crap! When your maternal cousin got married, you, Cui Bai, and Xuan Shen, three of you supported the new cousin-in-law by taking drinks on his behalf, three against a hundred."

A bunch of noble sons! Knocked down by the three of you.

He felt it was shameful.

And that night, Cui Yun probably drank enough for both Cui Bai and Xuan Shen!

Ji Ge bitterly complained: "You are not weak at drinking; you just don’t want to drink with me!"

Cui Yun looked at him lazily and sideways. His thin lips moved.

"The cousin-in-law is frail in health, has been abstaining from alcohol since childhood, and our elders specifically instructed us, hence we brothers had to drink on his behalf."

Hearing this, Ji Ge became even more furious.

"Pshaw!"

"You can actually say such a thing?"

"Chong Bingwen is frail? I wonder who threw this Prince to the ground during the martial competition three years ago!"

"Yongchang Marquis Mansion has only one daughter in this generation. In Marquis Yangling Mansion, it’s just you and Cui Bai. You brothers really treated her more importantly than anything, when the Xuan Family and the Chong Family were setting the marriage, you three truly gave Chong Bingwen a hard time! And you still talk about good intentions!"

Cui Yun didn’t bother to hide it anymore.

"He gifted my brother a pot of orchids. They were thriving well and it was a hard-to-find species."

Cui Bai’s private love was orchids, certainly a gift that hit the spot.

"He gifted Brother Xuan a stack of White Jade Carved Bamboo Paperweight."

Ji Ge: ...

Last time Xuan Shen even boasted about it in front of him.

White Jade Carved Bamboo Paperweight, extremely rare.

For a moment, Ji Ge didn’t know what to say.

As jealousy fades, there is nothing but utter disdain for these three switching sides!

"So, what did he give you?"

Cui Yun: "I have no particular preferences."

With no weaknesses, Chong Bingwen finds it really tough to get through to this brother-in-law.

"..."

Your hobby is causing trouble for others, isn’t it!

Cui Yun genuinely explained: "It would be hard for me to act as the villain when my two elder brothers reluctantly avoid causing trouble; I can only go with the flow."

"..."

Ji Ge sat down at the coffee table.

He didn’t bother to argue with Cui Yun; ultimately, the latter had his reasons.

Ji Ge opened a bottle of wine, and without caring for minor details, he looked up and drank a few gulps. A smirk, however, lingered at the corner of his mouth.

"Money in the palace flows like water, and the Empress is determined to celebrate the Empress Dowager’s birthday with great pomp. Yet no one remembers that it’s also my third brother’s birthday on the same day."

Ji Teng’s birthday is on the same day as the Empress Dowager’s.

Cui Yun sat down across from Ji Ge, but his attention shifted to the cat that had been woken up, confused and oblivious.

It hugged its tail and looked this way. After making eye contact with Cui Yun, the kitten tilted its head, making an effort to curl its thin, moist lips.

Cui Yun raised an eyebrow, casually asking: "Has it been three years since the Third Prince left the capital?"

"Yes, who knows if he could return in this lifetime. There’s also no news from him."

But everyone knew that there surely would be no good days ahead.

Ji Ge clicked his tongue and said, "That year, when father sent him away, I cried a lot. After all, with the departure of Third Prince, the saddest prince in the entire Imperial City was me."

With that said, he couldn’t help but frown.

"By the way, he specifically saw you before leaving Shengjing. I never thought you two had any interaction."

With this statement, Cui Yun finally shifted his gaze from Shen Hua. Yet Shen Hua smelled the scent of gossip.

She slowly stood up, biting a white handkerchief and shuffled closer.

Under the corner of the coffee table, she carefully laid down the handkerchief, wanting to stay clean as she lay down, eagerly watching the two men.

Cui Yun rubbed his brow. Not only was Ji Ge puzzled; he was too.

Ever since his mother’s suicide, the Third Prince had lived a reclusive life. However, the day before he left, he made a visit to Marquis Yangling Mansion.

Although not emaciated, he was clearly a year older than Cui Yun but much shorter than him.

He asked very cautiously in front of Cui Yun.

—Could the Second Young Master escort me part of the way tomorrow?

Perhaps fearing Cui Yun would overthink, he carefully added:

—Over the years, I have relied on the Marquis’ discreet favors.

—Now, everyone in Quansheng is mocking me, and I don’t even know if I have a chance to come back. If not for being cornered and forced, I would not even dare to dream of befriending the Second Young Master."

Cui Yun felt it abrupt.

What does Cui Yang’s care for Ji Teng have to do with him?

But then he thought that Ji Teng received too little kindness, and it wouldn’t be right to ask Cui Yang to escort him, so he settled on Cui Yun, who was closest in age to him.

Upon this thought, he also agreed.

—Third Prince is more virtuous than heaven itself; you must take care of yourself.

—Thank you.

This was one of the few conversations he had with Ji Teng.

And that day, as Ji Teng left the capital, it wasn’t even dawn yet, and none of the Imperial Family came to see him off. Ji Ge, though, wiped his tears in secret from across the crowd.

The citizens in the streets were utterly silent. They felt ashamed, yet they also pitied Ji Teng. But this was an Imperial Decree.

The fog was dense and the air was moist.

Cui Yun kept his promise and escorted him on horseback to the Observation Platform at the outskirts.

He was riding a horse, while Ji Teng sat in the carriage. They rode in silence all the way to the Observation Platform. Ji Teng then lifted the carriage curtain and flashed Cui Yun a smile.

That smile was pure, yet also sour.

The other person said the last four words.

—...let’s part here.

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