CHAPTER 50: MIDNIGHT INTRUSION

Yue Mingxuan had fallen into a deep sleep not long after returning to his room.

Although he had once been a battlefield medic, this body was still fragile.

Staying up late to dig herbs and walking around the market all day had left him completely exhausted.

Using a touch of internal energy, Shang Qinghua silently pushed open the door.

There on the bed lay Yue Mingxuan who is sprawled out in every direction sound asleep.

His loose night robe had ridden up slightly because of his careless sleeping posture, revealing a strip of pale smooth skin at his waist.

Under the faint moonlight, it looked almost too dazzling.

For a moment, Shang Qinghua found himself unable to look away.

A strange rare awkwardness filled his chest.

It was absurd that he, who had moved through countless beauties untouched was actually flustered by this sight.

With a quiet breath, Shang Qinghua lifted his fingers and sent out a thin thread of inner energy and lightly awakening the sleeping Yue Mingxuan.

Even he didn’t notice that his hand was trembling slightly after being shaken by the image of the man before him who is sleeping peacefully and defenseless beneath the moonlight.

Yue Mingxuan was sleeping soundly when a surge of inner energy suddenly disturbed his rest.

He frowned unhappily in his sleep.

Still half-dreaming, he had no idea that the one responsible for that was Shang Qinghua.

With his eyes still closed, he grumbled in annoyance, "Sui He, didn’t I tell you before not to wake me up when I’m sleeping?"

When no answer came from Sui He, Yue Mingxuan began to feel that something wasn’t right.

Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, only to see Shang Qinghua calmly sitting in his room.

The moonlight spilled across the floor coating the man’s black silk robe with a faint silver sheen, making him look even more striking than usual.

"Why are you here?" Yue Mingxuan’s sleepiness vanished in an instant, replaced by surprise.

"I came to sleep," Shang Qinghua said simply, explaining his reason without hesitation.

Since he could only get a peaceful sleep here, he figured he might as well come more often.

When Yue Mingxuan heard this, he didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.

Why did he have to be woken up in the middle of the night for such a ridiculous reason? And how could he just open his eyes to find a living person suddenly sitting in his room?

That was enough to give anyone a heart attack!

Looking at Shang Qinghua’s calm and self assured expression, Yue Mingxuan decided he couldn’t just let this go. He had to properly teach this "shameless man" a lesson.

"Prince Shang, do you even know what time it is right now?" Yue Mingxuan asked coldly.

"Just past midnight," Shang Qinghua replied calmly.

"And do you know where you are right now?"

"In your residence," he answered without hesitation.

"Your own place doesn’t happen to be here, does it?" Yue Mingxuan pressed, his tone sharp.

"No, it doesn’t," Shang Qinghua answered simply.

Hearing his curt, one word replies, Yue Mingxuan could feel his temper rising. "It’s midnight and you barged into my room, disturbing my sleep! Isn’t that improper? You may not care about your reputation, but I still care about mine! Prince Shang, please show some respect!"

Shang Qinghua tilted his head slightly, his eyes landing on Yue Mingxuan, who had angrily gotten out of bed barefoot while standing on the cold floor with an indignant pout.

The sight of his pale smooth feet against the dark ground created a strangely captivating contrast, it’s feel something forbidden yet beautiful.

"I paid for it," Shang Qinghua said casually, crossing his arms and watching the fuming Yue Mingxuan with an amused look.

At those words, Yue Mingxuan’s fiery temper deflated instantly, just like a balloon losing air.

The strong, scolding tone he had only moments ago vanished completely.

After all, it hadn’t even been a full day since he had received the silver notes from him and it would be a bit too shameless to deny it so soon.

At the mention of "money," Yue Mingxuan could only swallow his anger and sigh. "Fine then. What do you want?" he asked, his voice tired and helpless.

"Serve me while I rest," Shang Qinghua said as he sat down directly on Yue Mingxuan’s bed and lay back without hesitation. "And don’t forget to bathe first. I don’t like being served by someone who isn’t clean."

Seeing how natural and entitled he looked, Yue Mingxuan almost wanted to kick him right off the bed.

He kept reminding himself over and over that the man lying there wasn’t Shang Qinghua, it was just a pile of silver, a year’s worth of living expenses.

That was the only way he could accept the fact that a man had suddenly appeared in his room in the middle of the night.

Of course, Yue Mingxuan didn’t let his imagination run wild.

He knew Shang Qinghua hadn’t come because he liked him, not in that way, at least.

If anything, he only admired Yue Mingxuan’s massage skills.

Since the "guest" had already paid, it was only natural that he wanted proper service in return.

With a weary sigh about his own bad luck, Yue Mingxuan accepted his fate and began massaging Shang Qinghua’s shoulders.

Even though he had slept all afternoon, Yue Mingxuan still felt unbearably sleepy.

His massage strokes became uneven, it’s light one moment and heavy the next, showing how drowsy he was.

Still, he couldn’t help but notice that Shang Qinghua really did have an impressive build.

As he rubbed his shoulders absentmindedly, Yue Mingxuan thought hazily that the man’s skin felt as smooth and warm as fine white jade.

Not only was he unfairly handsome, but his body was also well proportioned and even his skin was better than most people’s.

No wonder so many women and men were smitten with him.

As he continued, Yue Mingxuan started feeling like he was pressing into a soft warm cloud.