Did The Young Prince’s Kingdom Get Destroyed Today? Chapter 213

Both of them were looking forward to a late-night conversation.

They prepared tea and snacks in advance, ensuring they had something to eat and drink if they got hungry or thirsty.

“Dundun, will you be free tonight? No one will interrupt us, right?”

Ling Rui knew how busy Dundun was and asked in advance, wanting to wait until Dundun was completely free before catching up properly.

If Dundun had work to do, he would wait.

“No one will interrupt us tonight,” Dundun said, patting Ling Rui’s shoulder, his joy evident. “Little Seven, we’re going to have a proper chat tonight!”

“Great!”

Seeing Dundun so happy lifted Ling Rui’s already good mood even higher.

As night deepened, they finished washing up, locked the room, and settled comfortably on a large bed.

A small tray extended from the bed, holding snacks and drinks.

“Dundun, here, your favorite fruit.”

“Little Seven, this is the chicken drumstick you love.”

The two sat on the bed, close but not quite shoulder-to-shoulder, enjoying some food as they started talking.

As Dundun spoke, his tone gradually grew more somber. “These past two years, there’s been one disaster after another. The people can’t grow enough food, and life has been really hard.”

The farmers depended on the heavens for survival. If the weather provided enough rain and sun, they could live. But now, some places suffered from droughts, while others were hit by floods, ruining crops and making life unbearable for the people.

Talking about this made even the fruit in Dundun’s mouth lose its sweetness.

Ling Rui patted his shoulder for comfort. “There’s not much that can be done about that, Dundun. But you can try to find other ways to solve the food problem.”

“Yes, I know. I’ve learned from you.”

Dundun took another bite of fruit and continued, “I’m working on trade routes and searching for seeds through the trade networks.”

He planned to bring suitable seeds to different regions to improve agriculture. Besides that, he had built factories and was trying to sell their products to other countries.

In short, he was experimenting with all kinds of solutions.

“Little Seven, I want to ask you something.”

Dundun hesitated, but when he saw Ling Rui’s encouraging look of “Ask whatever you want,” he finally spoke.

“I’ve heard there’s a divine blessing in the Qi Dynasty. Is it true?”

Ling Rui didn’t hide anything and nodded. “Yes, there is!”

After all, he was the blessing!

Dundun pursed his lips, seemingly wrestling with his thoughts. After a while, he asked, “Little Seven, do you know of any way for the divine blessing of the Qi Dynasty to extend its protection to the people of our country too?”

Realizing how unreasonable this request might seem, he added, “We could become a vassal state of the Qi Dynasty.”

Like Ling Rui, Dundun had been raised with the teachings of Guan Shan Residence. To him, the survival of the people was more important than power.

When it came to the life and death of his people, he was willing to use any means necessary to ensure their survival.

“Dundun, I don’t think your emperor would agree to that.”

“Little Seven, emperors can change,” Dundun said firmly, gripping Ling Rui’s hand. His gaze was intense. “Just tell me, if we were willing to become a vassal state of the Qi Dynasty, or even merge with it, would the divine blessing protect our people too?”

Ling Rui: “….”

Ling Rui scratched his head, unsure. After a moment’s thought, he said, “Maybe.”

He had never tried extending his protection beyond the Qi Dynasty. The only time he’d prayed for the country was during the plague in Yanzhou, where he prayed for the safety of the entire Qi Dynasty. Since then, there hadn’t been any major disasters.

“Dundun, give me some time, and I’ll give you a definite answer.”

After considering it, Ling Rui decided not to make any promises just yet.

Dundun gave a firm nod.

After discussing these weighty national matters, the conversation gradually lightened.

“Dundun, have you gotten married yet?”

When it came to personal topics, this was often the first question asked.

Dundun smiled sheepishly. “Not yet, but our families are already discussing the engagement date.”

“Wow, once the date is decided, remember to tell me!”

“Of course, I’ll tell you.”

When Dundun mentioned his fiancée, he spoke with sweetness.

He continued to praise her: “Huiniang is two years younger than me. She’s so beautiful and has such a kind personality.”

“The first time I saw her was when she was serving porridge in the west of the city…”

As Dundun went on and on about Huiniang, a smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Rui listened attentively, and by the end, his eyes curved with a smile as he offered his blessing: “Huiniang is a good girl. You’ll be very happy when you get married!”

“Once we’re married, I’ll make sure she’s happy.”

After sharing his feelings, Dundun suddenly remembered to ask about Ling Rui’s situation.

Ling Rui, “Mmm.”

He wanted to boast but was worried he might startle Dundun.

Seeing Ling Rui’s expression, Dundun grew curious: “Little Seven, do you have someone in your life? I’ve already told you about Huiniang, so now you have to tell me about yours.”

“I do have someone.”

Unable to hold it in, Ling Rui’s excitement showed: “He’s amazing, and I like him a lot.”

“If Little Seven likes someone, they must be exceptional!”

Dundun was confident in Little Seven’s taste. 

However, there was one thing: Little Seven was already so good-looking—he wondered if there could be anyone even more handsome.

He voiced his doubt, remembering that Little Seven had always had a thing for appearances.

“My partner is even better-looking than me.”

Ling Rui compared his looks with Ah Wu’s and sincerely felt that Ah Wu was more attractive. Ah Wu was taller, stronger, and had more impressive fighting skills.

“How’s that possible?”

Dundun didn’t believe it and said firmly, “There’s no one in this world better-looking than you.”

Little Seven’s appearance had always been unparalleled since they were kids, and that wasn’t just his personal opinion—everyone at Guan Shan Residence agreed.

“There is!”

Ling Rui huffed in rebuttal, “Ah Wu is more handsome than me!”

“Ah Wu and you aren’t the same type. He looks good, but not as cute as you. Actually, he’s not better-looking than you.”

Ling Rui’s features were delicate, the kind that made anyone who saw him exclaim how beautiful he was. 

Ah Wu, on the other hand, likely because of his beast-like aura, often had his looks overshadowed by the pressure he exuded.

As Dundun compared the two, something seemed to click, and he paused, realizing something was off.

“Why are you suddenly bringing up Ah Wu?”

“Of course, I’m mentioning him because—”

Before Ling Rui could finish, there was a knock at the door.

He frowned, glancing at the door.

“Dundun, someone’s here to see you.”

Since this was Dundun’s place, Ling Rui naturally assumed the visitor was there for him.

Dundun’s face darkened in displeasure.

He had specifically told everyone not to bother him tonight because he was catching up with an old friend.

“Ignore it.”

Dundun remained on the bed, not wanting to move at all. “We’re not opening the door. They’ll stop knocking eventually.”

His people should be smart enough to understand once no one answered the door.

“Alright, we won’t open it.”

Ling Rui raised his teacup and clinked it against Dundun’s. They continued eating, but the persistent knocking made it hard to have a proper conversation.

After a while, the knocking finally stopped.

Dundun’s expression softened a little. “Finally, they left.”

Ling Rui nodded, took a sip of tea to clear his throat, and prepared to resume their conversation from where they left off.

“Dundun, let me tell you something. Don’t be scared, okay?”

“Go ahead, I won’t be scared. I’m not a kid anymore.”

“My partner—”

Before Ling Rui could finish his sentence again, they were interrupted by more noise at the door.

This time, Ling Rui was completely annoyed.

“Who’s being so annoying, constantly knocking on the door!”

He glared at the door, irritated enough to want to drag the person in and scold them.

Dundun was also losing his patience.

“Little Seven, stay here. I’ll go check it out and get rid of whoever it is.”

Dundun, dressed in his nightclothes, was sitting at the edge of the bed, so it was easier for him to get up.

As he left, Ling Rui grabbed a pancake and took small bites.

While Ling Rui was chewing his snack, Dundun unlocked the door.

The moment the door opened, Dundun found himself face-to-face with someone dressed in all black.

Instantly, Dundun froze, his entire body stiffening. The piercing gaze of the person at the door sent a shiver down his spine.

“A-Ah—”

He wanted to call out Ah Wu’s name, but after stuttering for a moment, he couldn’t get the words out.

Everyone who attended Guan Shan Residence, especially the younger students, feared Ah Wu the most.

Ah Wu never hit or scolded anyone, but just one look from him was often more terrifying than being beaten.

Dundun had always been a little afraid of Ah Wu.

In fact, they barely had any personal interactions.

“Dundun, come on! Let’s gather our stuff and lie down to chat!”

Dundun: “…”

Hearing Little Seven’s call from the bed, Dundun felt cold sweat break out on his back.

He swallowed hard, wanting to say something, but under Ah Wu’s unwavering gaze, he couldn’t form a single word.

After a long pause.

Ling Rui finally noticed something was wrong.

He got up, tidying up as he went, preparing to brush his teeth: “Dundun, are you planning to turn into a statue? Why aren’t you moving at all?”

Ling Rui, having just finished washing his hands, tilted his head and looked over Dundun’s shoulder toward the door.

At that moment, his eyes met Ah Wu’s.

Ling Rui: “!”

Ling Rui was shocked.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and exclaimed, “Ah Wu!”

In the middle of the night, why was Ah Wu here?

Still stunned, Ling Rui didn’t approach. The confused and perplexed expression on his face was clear to see.

For some reason, Ling Rui felt that Ah Wu, with his serious face, seemed a little… dangerous.

“Zai Zai, are you planning to sleep with Dundun tonight?” Ah Wu asked, his tone unreadable.

However, Dundun, feeling a strong urge to survive, frantically shook his head.

“No, no, no, we’re not sleeping together!”

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