Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem - Chapter 14-1

Chapter 14-A Lasting Summer Song Part 1

Translated by Snowfall77

The awestruck little girl who’d gone crazy over Chu Yao’s divine sword skills finally headed home.  And Chu Yao’s attention turned back to the fake hero she was still holding midair.

Xia Ge’s eyes remained closed.  She’d been tired after her afternoon of cleaning, and had gotten even more sleepy listening to Chu Yao’s blathering about how she was the best in all the land, trying to brainwash that worshipful little girl.  Therefore Xia Ge had simply fallen asleep under the faint moonlight of early evening.

“Hey.”

Scowling, Chu Yao shook the shortie in her grasp: “Wake up, runt.”

No movement.

Chu Yao: “……”

Just a little while ago, this person had been so energetic.  But now, instead of tossing around, the runt was sleeping?

Chu Yao snorted, glancing at the……horrific pancake the boy was tenaciously clutching.

……was that thing even edible anymore?

Placing the runt on the ground, Chu Yao’s big, round eyes landed on the shortie’s sloppy green ribbon, her brows furrowing.

Green?  Was this little bastard actually an outer disciple of Lingxi Sect?

In general, inner disciples of Jianfeng wore plain, light blue clothes, with corresponding blue ribbon headbands.  The inner disciples of Danfeng wore white with red embroidery and red ribbons.  And the inner disciples of Shoufeng wore shirts of beast-skin and yellow headbands.

Pondering what’d happened at Siguo Pavilion the night before, Chu Yao realized there’d been no time for her to register the color of the runt’s ribbon.

Was he an outer disciple of Jianfeng?

When Chu Yao considered the shortie’s preternatural speed and courageous understanding that surpassed an ordinary person’s, she felt there was a high probability of him being an outer Jianfeng disciple.

After all, the entry examination of Jianfeng required different attributes than that of Danfeng or Shoufeng.  Speed, a keen mind, physical strength, acumen.  All of these were required to be a Jianfeng inner disciple.

And judging by the speed and acumen demonstrated a little bit ago, it seemed likely that……this person was someone who hadn’t yet passed Jianfeng’s entrance examination.

The furrow between her brows deepening, Chu Yao eyed the hemp-clothed sleeping boy, unwillingly recalling her highly vexing dealings with him the night before.

……shit-for-brains, crooked, stinky runt.  No wonder the boy hadn’t been able to become a Jianfeng inner disciple yet.

In the middle of Chu Yao’s ruminating, the sleeping boy suddenly jerked.

“Oh……”

Xia Ge lightly smacked her lips, contracting her body as she clasped her battered pancake.

“”

“Very fragrant.”

Chu Yao: “……”

No matter how entrancing that earlier glimpse of the boy’s eyes had been, when Chu Yao regarded him now, the instantaneous urge to give him a spanking overcame her.

Eyebrows twitching, Chu Yao put the boy on the ground and crouched down to pull the sesame pancake away: “Let it go, you can’t eat that!”

Chu Yao did exert a bit of force, yet Xia Ge’s grip on the pancake didn’t loosen.  Eyes still closed, she looked settled down like an old dog.

Hmm, who knew why, but Chu Yao suspected this person was only pretending to be asleep.

“Ha.”

A sneer on her face, Chu Yao refused to consider that she, the great disciple of Jianfeng, couldn’t wrest a pancake away from a smelly bastard who couldn’t even pass an entrance examination.

What a joke!

No longer being gentle, Chu Yao used all her vigor: “You, let it go!”

Rip—-

The pancake was split in half, the sound of the waxed paper tearing apart crystal clear in the night, sesame seeds sent flying.  Chu Yao, now with one half of the disgusting pancake in her hand, looked down at it.  Then she looked at Xia Ge practically cowering in the dirt, and her expression darkened.

Just now……for a split second……that had been some formidable strength.

Chu Yao hadn’t been able to take the whole sesame pancake, she’d only succeeded in tearing it in two……

The other person’s strength was roughly equal to her own.

Chu Yao: “How long are you gonna keep pretending?”

Xia Ge: “……”  Seemed she’d been found out……Chu Yao wasn’t buying what Xia Ge was selling.

When Xia Ge didn’t make the slightest move, Chu Yao chucked her half of the pancake to the side: “Get up, I have something to ask you……”

Chu Yao’s voice faded.

She’d finally noticed Xia Ge’s left hand that was still holding half of the sesame pancake.

Blood was slowly flowing from the wound on Xia Ge’s hand into the palm, gradually staining the half of white pancake red.  Under the moonlight, the crimson hue gleamed like a jewel.

For a split second, Chu Yao couldn’t form a coherent thought.

—-Hunched below the heavy puppet, the boy had resisted the puppet’s sickle with one hand, holding the little child closely with his right arm, glancing behind him, sharp like a bolt of lightning.

When Chu Yao had rushed down to the village, she’d seen the scene with her own eyes.

With the stance of a guardian, the boy had brazenly protected an existence smaller and weaker than his own—

Obviously, the boy was practically a child himself.

Yet he could still act the hero.

“You must always remember for whom your sword is wielded!”

Jianfeng’s ancestral training rule No. 1—-

“The power of the sword in your hand is for the sake of the small and the weak.”

“Very fragrant.”   真香  zhēnxiāng

Real fragrance, a popular online term, pinyin is zhēn xiāng, originally derived from the harsh words of the urban protagonist Wang Jingze in Hunan Satellite TV’s ” Metamorphosis ” program when he arrived at a rural family in the rural family, and then he succumbed to the funny plot of food.

This term refers to a situation where a person originally made up his mind not to do or do a thing, but in the end he took the initiative to act in the opposite direction. “True Fragrant” and “Slap Face” are similar but different. “True Fragrance” refers to the things that were previously decided by oneself and later repented on their own, …

…originally came from the harsh words of the city protagonist Wang Jingze in the Hunan Satellite TV program “Deformation Meter” when he arrived at a rural family, followed by a hilarious plot of slaps in the face. In the show, the protagonist Wang Jingze dislikes the bad conditions in the countryside and wants to return to the city. The grandfather of the rural family kept persuading him, and the angry Wang Jingze immediately said, “I, Wang Jingze, just starved to death. I died outside. I jumped from here and won’t eat anything from you.” But a few hours later, Wang Jingze, who was hungry, could only eat at a rural family, and he said “It’s so fragrant” while eating.