If those two bastards hadn't gone to find him.
If he hadn't succumbed to the temptation of those five hundred taels of gold.
He's still living a life of luxury at the Forget-Worry Tower.
Unlike now, he serves a terrible master, and has to be on tenterhooks all the time, afraid that if the master is unhappy, his life will be in danger.
"Xiao Su is really modest."
"Yes, that's too modest. But you've been by the Prince's side for so long, you must have won his heart."
"That's right. You should know that apart from Steward Su, no one else has stayed by the Prince's side for more than seven days."
"Xiao Su is the only one who has stayed for this long."
"Little Su, you've clearly become a favorite of the Prince. It seems we'll have to try harder to curry favor with you from now on."
"That's right, that's right. Little Su, since we all work together in the Prince's mansion, you should take extra care of us."
Su Fuliu's smile grew increasingly awkward; it was the first time he had ever been flattered like this.
Even with all that, they still think he's Feng Muting's favorite...
Can a celebrity be like him?
His letter of self-criticism and guarantee are still in Feng Muting's hands.
"I... I have to go back to serve the Prince, so I won't talk to you any longer. If I go back late and the Prince is unhappy, I won't be able to become a favorite of the Prince!"
Su Fuliu just wanted to leave as soon as possible; the awkward situation made his toes involuntarily dig into the ground.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, and they all knelt down.
This left him completely bewildered.
"Why are you all kneeling down? Get up! Why are you kneeling before me? This is too much!" Su Fuliu went over to help them up.
But their knees seemed glued to the ground; he pulled and pulled for ages, but no one moved.
Just then, a voice came from behind: "Are you sure they're kneeling before you?"
Chapter 40 You Still Dare to Hide
Su Fuliu was stunned.
Then he stiffly turned around and looked behind him.
He saw Feng Muting standing there, looking at him expressionlessly.
He was stunned for a while before he reacted, and then he quickly knelt down as well: "Your Highness..."
Feng Muting walked over, first glancing at Su Fuliu, then looking at the others: "Are you all very free?"
Everyone lowered their heads, trembling.
Feng Muting was standing right in front of Su Fuliu, which made him even more apprehensive.
"All of you, go chop wood and fill the woodshed. I'll have Steward Su inspect it later. If it's not full, I'll use your heads to fill it!"
"Yes, Your Highness, we'll go chop wood right away." The group scrambled away in a flurry.
Su Fuliu was about to leave when Feng Muting called out to her, "Where are you going?"
Su Fuliu was taken aback: "I'll go chop firewood."
"Did I send you?" Feng Muting rebuked.
Su Fuliu was somewhat bewildered: "Didn't the prince just tell us to chop wood? If we didn't chop enough wood to fill the woodshed, we'd have to make up for it with our heads!"
He trembled with fear at the thought of the punishment.
They were right; Feng Muting really does take lives at the drop of a hat.
No wonder they all wanted to come and ask him for advice, thinking he had some life-saving secrets.
"Did I send them to chop wood? Did I call you to do it?"
"I thought..."
"What do you think I thought? Didn't you go to the royal physician to get medicine? Why are you slacking off here? And you're even brazenly telling them that you want to become my favorite. Do you know what it takes to become my favorite?"
Feng Muting squinted at him.
Su Fuliu was shocked.
He suddenly realized something.
So, did he discover before that Feng Muting was gay...?
The servants just now said that Feng Muting might have spared his life because he was good-looking.
He was still wondering what the relationship might be between the two.
Now, Feng Muting is saying that to become a celebrity, one has to make certain sacrifices...
Su Fuliu instinctively squeezed her legs together: "Your Highness, I am a respectable person!!!"
Feng Muting frowned, then reached out his hand.
Su Fuliu instinctively dodged away.
Feng Muting was very dissatisfied and reached out again, grabbing his ear: "I want to teach you a lesson, and you dare to dodge?"
"No, this is just my body's instinctive reaction..."
"You're a respectable person, so what? In your eyes, am I not a respectable person?"
Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, no, how could Your Highness not be a decent person? Your Highness is the most, most, most decent person in the world. He is handsome and charming, and has a wonderful personality. Your Highness is the best!"
Following the principle that "flattery will get you everywhere," he showered Feng Muting with praise.
"Really? Is there anything else?"
"Yes, yes, yes! The prince is tall and mighty, with a powerful aura. Good people admire him immensely, and bad people tremble in fear. The prince is the most outstanding man in the Feng Kingdom!"
Praising someone is easy; Su Fuliu could do it effortlessly.
Previously, at the Forget-Worry Tower, he would accompany those wealthy patrons to eat, drink, and have fun, and he would often say flattering things.
They even have to say things against their conscience.
The most insincere thing he said just now was when he praised Feng Muting for having a "super nice personality".
He almost bit his tongue while he was talking. The other compliments were quite fitting, but the one about "having a great personality" was the least deserving of Feng Muting's praise.
But there was no other way; in order to appease Feng Muting, he could only praise him as much as possible.
Feng Muting then released his grip, turned his back, and said...
Chapter 41: Why So Much Nonsense?
"Since you're so eloquent, then answer the question I just asked," Feng Muting said.
"The question from earlier?"
"Yes, it's about internet celebrities."
Upon hearing this, Su Fuliu's legs, which had finally relaxed, immediately tightened again.
"This... please forgive me for not knowing."
After he finished speaking, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Feng Muting is really too intimidating.
Especially when he looked down at him, he felt a little breathless.
They were terrified they would be eaten.
Feng Muting suddenly strode forward and said, "Follow me."
Su Fuliu dared not disobey, so she had no choice but to go with him.
As it turned out, he discovered that Feng Muting wasn't heading towards the study, but rather towards the bedroom. This...
It’s over!
"Your Highness, my tongue still hurts a little. I didn't even have time to properly hold the medicine in my mouth before I spat it out because it was talking to them. So, should I go find the physician now and ask for some more medicine?" Su Fuliu asked.
Feng Muting ignored him and continued walking forward.
Su Fuliu thought for a moment and then said, "Your Highness, why don't I go chop wood with them?"
Feng Muting still ignored him.
Su Fuliu panicked a little.
Feng Muting remained silent, focusing solely on leading him to his room, adding that to become a celebrity, one must make sacrifices.
Isn't this clearly asking him to sacrifice his "beauty"?
No, that won't do. He's an innocent person.
He didn't sacrifice his body back in the Forget-Worry Tower, so he can't afford to lose here.
"Your Highness, this humble servant..."
"Shut up, stop talking nonsense and be quiet!" Feng Muting finally spoke up, and the first thing he did was yell at Su Fuliu.
Su Fuliu is the type of person who can't take a yelling at. Every time Feng Muting yells at him, he goes crazy.
He quickly covered his mouth, not daring to speak anymore.
But she was incredibly anxious, with Feng Muting's room right in front of her.
The last few steps were incredibly difficult for Su Fuliu.
Logically, Su Fuliu should have gone to open the door for Feng Muting, but Feng Muting walked ahead while Su Fuliu dawdled behind, not daring to go too fast, thinking that she could delay as long as possible.
So in the end, Feng Muting pushed the door open himself.
He went inside, only to find it very quiet behind him. When he turned around, he saw Su Fuliu still outside the door, as if she was stuck, her toes poking in and then pulling back in.
Feng Muting frowned, turned back, looked at Su Fuliu who was standing at the door and dared not come in, then reached out, grabbed his wrist, and forcibly dragged him into the room.