461 Tell me your real name
Lóng Wei looked at Shuyao, who was laughing to find that the cash box was full. Lóng Wei worked the entire day for him and didn’t even get to eat during lunchtime.
“You are a good worker,” Shuyao said and told him that they had to head home. Lóng Wei was happy to find that now he could rest. He decided to go to the rest house and have hot pot soup there.
“I will see you tomorrow morning,” Lóng Wei stated.
“Where are you going?” Shuyao asked.
“To the rest house. I need to rest,” Lóng Wei asserted.
“You will come to my house. I have a good space in the house. You will serve me for five days. Remember?” He reminded the Prince.
“You didn’t tell me to serve in the night,” Lóng Wei said and told him that he would stay in a rest house rather than staying with him.
“It seems you are not interested in going to that place anymore,” Shuyao said as he put the money into a cloth wallet and put that in his inner pocket of the robe.
“You really have the nerve to annoy me,” Lóng Wei muttered.
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“I love to bring badly behaved kids on the right path,” Shuyao stated and they both looked at each other. Lóng Wei beamed at him while Shuyao smiled at him.
Shuyao started to pack the things and handed a cloth bag to Lóng Wei. The Prince found it was heavy and put it around his shoulder. He followed Shuyao to his home.
Lóng Wei looked at the shabby house of Shuyao. He asked Shuyao where he should put the cloth bag.
“Over the table,” Shuyao replied as he sat on the patio of the house. He started to press his legs and said, “My feet feel soared to work the entire day. It will be wonderful if you bring hot water for me.”
“From where?” Lóng Wei asked as he put the bag on the table.
“You need to boil the water in the kitchen,” Shuyao affirmed. When Lóng Wei didn’t move from his place, Shuyao asked him if he did not want to work.
“You didn’t do anything except sitting. I did your entire work today still you are tired,” Lóng Wei squinted his eyes in fury. His stomach growled and he brought his hand to his abdomen.
“I will cook for us if you bring hot water for me,” Shuyao stated.
“I don’t know how to put on fire. You should ignite the stove,” Lóng Wei said.
Shuyao explained to him to rub the two stones together that were placed near the ground stove. Lóng Wei keenly heard his instructions and went to the kitchen.
He coughed when the smoke came out of the stove and he continued to blow the air so that the fire would ignite. After ten minutes of struggle, he succeeded in burning the stove and placed a vessel above it. He filled it with water and waited for it to get hot.
“Aish! My clothes will become dirty because of all this work,” Lóng Wei murmured when he heard Shuyao shouting for the water. He fetched a glass of water for Shuyao and handed it to him.
“You have turned obedient too early,” Shuyao said and saw Lóng Wei had removed the overcoat.
Lóng Wei didn’t respond to him and went back to the kitchen. After ten minutes, he brought a bucket out into which he had poured the hot water.
“Here,” Lóng Wei said as he placed the bucket near Shuyao’s feet. He went to the other side of the patio and sat on the bamboo stool. His body had started to ache because of prolonged standing and he also felt the itchiness.
“This is so comforting,” Shuyao said and asked Lóng Wei how could he be so good at such chores.
“I am good at everything,” Lóng Wei proudly said.
“I cannot deny that fact,” Shuyao said and closed his eyes.
“It seems your family isn’t here. That is why you are making me work like a donkey,” Lóng Wei remarked and caressed his nape.
Shuyao didn’t reply to this question of Lóng Wei.
“Tell me your real name,” Shuyao demanded.
“What will you do with my real name?” Lóng Wei arched his brow.
“It is good to address the people by their names,” Shuyao opined.
“I am not close enough to share my name with you. Since when does a master get interested to know about his servant?” Lóng Wei argued.
“If I am your master, then you should give respect too. You are talking informally with me,” Shuyao stated with an amusing smile on his lips.
“This is the way I speak,” Lóng Wei said.
“Even with elders? I wonder how your parents let such an insolent kid live with them,” Shuyao muttered.
“I gave you more than enough respect. Else, the things you did to me were unforgivable,” Lóng Wei asserted.
“Why do you talk like a King’s son?” Shuyao asked and grinned at him. “I have heard that there is a brat in the palace, who annoys everyone around him. Are you a friend of his?” He questioned and suspiciously glanced at Lóng Wei.
“What?” Lóng Wei let out a chuckle. “Don’t you know all nobles speak this way?” He tried to fool Shuyao. Internally, he was furious. Shuyao was humiliating him. Calling him a brat!
“Nobles have a gentle way to speak with people even if they belong to the lower class as I said before,” Shuyao proclaimed.
“I know many nobles who are not gentle at all. Kang Huijuan is one of them. His way of speaking is more terrible than mine,” Lóng Wei could only think of Kang Huijuan’s name to support his claim. “He is the son of the prime minister,” he added.
“Hmm.” Shuyao believed Lóng Wei’s words.
Lóng Wei realized that Shuyao was an observant person. He needed to be careful around him for the remaining four days.
“I should cook the dinner for us,” Shuyao said as he brought his feet out of the water bucket.
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