How Does One Cope With Sorrow? - Secret (Part 2)

　　After midnight.

　　Ming Feizhen pushed open the door to his room. Su Xiao, who was anxiously pacing back and forth in the room stopped and widened his eyes. Standing akimbo, he yelled, "Where did you go screw around at this time?! Why are you back so late? You neglect home, ah, I meant, this room!"

　　Su Xiao's family valued girls over boys. His mother, consequently, was the boss. Even if his father merely went for a walk around the block, he'd have to give her an explanation, or he'd get an earful without question. Having tea or a meal with a female friend? Grabbing a male both would be enough to earn an earful. He'd be left with an aching ear for two hours.

　　When Su Xiao didn't see Ming Feizhen return at night, he was worried. At daytime, Ming Feizhen didn't explain what happened between him and Sisi. Add Ming Feizhen not coming back at night, and Su Xiao's anger acc.u.mulated. Hence, he accidentally reprimanded Ming Feizhen the way his mother reprimanded his father. Not one to scold others, Su Xiao immediately made a mistake when he went to scold Ming Feizhen.

　　While still fumbling to get his words right, he sensed that there was something odd about Ming Feizhen. He didn't even spare Su Xiao a glance when he entered.

　　"You… *Sigh*, Big Brother Ming, what's the matter?'

　　Su Xiao went over at supported a wobbling Ming Feizhen. When he got close, he caught a whiff of the alcohol stench on Ming Feizhen. The smell was almost enough to get even Su Xiao drunk.

　　After Ming Feizhen left Ethereal Beauty Boat, he went to five different taverns and emptied out their wine stock. The wine alleviated his sorrow, but despite being a good drinker, he still ended up slightly drunk.

　　"Y-You're so heavy. Walk on your own, too."

　　When Su Xiao helped him to the bed, he smelt a faint fragrance on it. It was light and elegant, yet seemingly similar to a girl's body odour. The smell was left behind from the few days Princess Hongzhuang slept on the bed. Su Xiao's suspicions rose. He leaned over to Ming Feizhen. That was the climax of the show. Not only did Ming Feizhen see Sisi and Ming Suwen, he even went to Heavenly Fragrance Garden and Ethereal Beauty Boat, two brothels. Imagine the makeup and powders there. The amazing mixture of scents left Su Xiao with an angry look.

　　"… Jerk…"

　　Su Xiao was about to throw his jerk of a Big Brother Ming on the ground and be done with him to vent his entire day of anger. When he saw Ming Feizhen's frown and drunken look, he gradually relaxed his clenched teeth and pretty frown.

　　"You're drunk… I won't settle the score with you today. Hey, sleep inside."

　　"Don't push me. I can still drink ten vats…"

　　"Drink, drink, drink, that's all you know! I hope you die from drinking!"

　　Su Xiao hugged and puffed as he lifted Ming Feizhen's only leg hanging off the bed onto the bed. He then dropped down next to the bed due to exhaustion. While Su Xiao was also relatively tall, he only came up to Ming Feizhen's chest. Moreover, Su Xiao was genetically lean. Therefore, for him to lift a muscular man as Ming Feizhen onto the bed was an exhausting task.

　　Su Xiao looked at Ming Feizhen with a reproaching gaze. He didn't know what happened. Usually, his Big Brother Ming was able to knock back pot after pot without even going red in the face.

　　"What's wrong with him today," wondered Su Xiao.

　　Ming Feizhen mumbled something as he lay on the bed. Su Xiao leaned in to have a listen, but all he heard was indistinct mutters, "Young s.h.i.+yi… Young s.h.i.+yi… It's my fault for being useless… Jin w.a.n.gsun, heh, even that punching bag, Jin w.a.n.gsun, has gone for her. What else can I do? She wants to leave me. She wants to leave me, too. Had someone not told me, she would've left on her own without a word. Rules. Rules… The one thing I don't care about just has to be the insurmountable wall. s.h.i.+fu… Just kill me. Just kill me. I don't want her that way, either…"

　　Su Xiao blushed as he listened. Ming Feizhen was mumbling about his private matters, apparently.

　　"He seems to be talking about his beautiful young s.h.i.+yi. Isn't he marrying the Princess, though," questioned Su Xiao.

　　Ming Feizhen, however, rolled over and frowned. Apparently, plaguing nightmare caused him to grimace. Su Xiao's hand reached for Ming Feizhen's hot face on its own. Su Xiao felt his hand burnt abnormally. He quickly moulded his modest internal energy and transferred it into Ming Feizhen's body.