Everyone Knows I’m a Good Person

TW: Dubcon

Editor: Sahloknir

Time passed, but all was quiet within.

Jiang Bieyu’s dark eyes began to gradually brighten with Shi Qing’s silence.

He looked at the person in front of him with disbelief and hope.

The little master was still blindfolded so naturally he could not meet Jiang Bieyu’s gaze. But the mouth on that angry and fair face never opened to call for help.

“Qing-er…”

The man embraced him and slowly laid him down.

He took hold of the little master’s slender ankles in a haze of joy.

There was no longer any need for words.

Touched by him, the little master’s body trembled again before he stubbornly grit his teeth and shifted back. He threatened with a pale and feeble expression,

“If you dare to do anything to me, I’ll have you whipped five hundred times! I’ll have you whipped until you’re a torn up mess that can’t even scream! Then I’ll have you thrown into the river to be fish food! I-I’ll also have your face branded with a slave mark, so you’ll never be able to lift your head again…”

Jiang Bieyu pressed on like he couldn’t hear a thing.

The little master became more and more terrified.

His words also became more and more vicious, “Jiang Bieyu, if you dare to do this I’m going-going to castrate you!”

“Take one more step and I’ll make sure you don’t live to see another day! I’ll hang your dead body off the city walls for everyone to see! There will be no peace for you, not even after death!!”

But as much as that soft voice cursed, it never called for help.

The man continued, completely unaffected.

Finally, as his hand reached for the other’s most intimate area, he heard the little master reach his breaking point.

“Jiang Bieyu!!!”

Even blindfolded, even with his hands tied, Shi Qing was still as proud as ever.

With his chin up and his flushed face full of certainty, he declared,

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“If you don’t want to die, stop now and I won’t pursue the matter.”

The man’s hand, however, lowered without hesitation.

He tenderly looked at the little master whose expression was full of disbelief and shock.

Ever so slowly Jiang Bieyu leaned down to whisper,

“Qing-er, I know you care about me too much to let me die.”

“Nonsense!”

The little master was panting but he still refused to give in. Despite trembling, he obstinately grit his teeth and pressed on.

“There’s nothing I would like more than to skin a wicked slave like you alive! I’ll eat your flesh, drink your blood and gnaw on your bones!!”

“That works too.”

Shi Qing’s harsh words only made the man show a doting expression. His lips quirked up slightly as he spoke as warmly as ever,

“That way we will never be separated again. I will be a part of you forever.”

The little master froze, stunned into silence.

A pampered youth like him was unable to cope with this perverted and twisted enemy.

Jiang Bieyu didn’t say anything else after Shi Qing stopped squeaking. He just continued with what he was doing.

At first, the little master defiantly endured. But when he couldn’t stand it any longer, he jerked his head to the side.

“Jiang Bieyu, don’t think that I can’t bear to let you die! You’re just one of my servants. I can have you replaced in seconds. If you don’t stop right now I’m going to call for help!”

Jiang Bieyu did not speak.

He continued his silent perversion.

Only Shi Qing’s angry yet soft and glutinous voice emerged from within the curtains.

“How dare you!!”

“Let go of me!!”

“Get lost, get lost, ah!”

“Jiang Bieyu! I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you no matter what!!”

A short while later, his vocalizations degenerated into weak pants.

But he still didn’t give up.

“I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you no matter what. You…wu!! Jiang Bieyu!! You’re dead meat!! You’re dead meat Jiang Bie…wu!”

But no matter how vicious his words, he never raised his voice to call the others in to kill this insubordinate servant.

After that, the little master’s soft, vicious mewls gradually became incoherent.

The maidservants were sitting outside on the veranda, doing some needlework around the warm fire pit.

One of them looked up at the closed door and put her head in her hands with a sigh. She grumbled, “I don’t get why Qing-er likes that hulking Jiang Bieyu so much. He’s so fierce! I can’t even look at him without feeling weak in my legs, yet Qing-er likes him so much that he even drinks with him.”

The maidservant sitting next to her, a gentle and dependable girl, was threading a needle. She laughed when she heard those words.

“It’s not surprising you don’t know since you just came. Although Jiang Bieyu looks fierce, he’s very loyal. He’s the one who’s foiled who knows how many attempts on Qing-er’s life in the past two years. He may be vicious, but he keeps to himself most of the time. Only when Qing-er is in danger does he take action.”

“It’s no wonder Qing-er likes him so much. What master wouldn’t favour such a loyal servant?”

The maidservants all echoed this sentiment. They started to chime in about how Jiang Bieyu was vicious to the outside world, but more obedient to their Qing-er than his Kitty.

It soon started snowing again. A few snowflakes drifted down the corridor with the wind, but none made it to the door or the windows.

One of the maidservants was worried. She got up and went to inspect Qing-er’s residence. She only relaxed after confirming all the doors and windows were tightly shut, so that their little master wouldn’t catch a chill.

But when she was about to leave, she seemed to hear a fragile, choked sob.

“En?”

She stopped dead in her tracks and looked around in confusion.

“What are you doing Yao-er? Don’t disturb Qing-er, he doesn’t like noise while he drinks.” A maidservant at the distant veranda got up to remind her.

Yao-er made a noise of acknowledgement. She lifted her skirts and walked back. “Ah, coming.”

None of them felt cold doing needlework together on the veranda. In fact, the atmosphere was very warm and lively.

The only thing that puzzled the maidservants was how long Qing-er had been drinking today.

But no one went over to ask, because they knew all too well about Shi Qing’s testy temper.

Besides, Jiang Bieyu was inside as well.

Although everyone knew that Jiang Bieyu was absolutely loyal to Qing-er, that didn’t mean they weren’t afraid of him. The maidservants just hid it better than others.

They were careful to avoid him even when they saw him from afar normally, so there was no way they would approach the house with him inside.

So no one else ventured into the house to take a look, even after it stopped snowing.

Then they heard the sound of a heavy object like a vase falling over.

—Boom!

The sound was so loud that the maidservants became uneasy. They sent one of them to the door. She softly asked, “Qing-er? Is something wrong?”

There was a beat of silence before the little master’s voice came with a tinge of anger, “It’s nothing. I’m just teaching someone a lesson. No one is to come in until I say so.”

“Understood.”

The maidservant outside curtsied before returning to the veranda.

“Qing-er seems to be disciplining Jiang Bieyu.”

“Ah? Are you sure? Why would Qing-er discipline someone he’s always favoured the most?”

The maidservant shook her head. “I don’t know either, but Qing-er really did seem very angry. His voice was even cracking.”

A round of soft discussion started.

“Then I’m afraid he’s really angry. So what was that noise? Was it Jiang Bieyu being kicked?”

“Was he beaten? But Qing-er’s never personally hit anyone from the manor before. He couldn’t have really hit Jiang Bieyu, could he?”

“What did he do for even someone as forgiving as Qing-er to discipline him?”

“Well I think Qing-er’s probably just giving him a scare. He’s usually so lazy that he doesn’t even peel his own oranges. How could he personally hit someone?”

The other maidservants laughed at this comment. They could see some truth to it.

—Crack!

Inside, Jiang Bieyu stood surrounded by the fragments of a vase. He allowed the little master to whip him without any resistance.

But perhaps due to Shi Qing’s lack of strength, the whip never landed on the man’s body. It only cracked harmlessly against the floor.

The little master’s blindfold had been removed sometime ago, and tears still faintly shimmered in his beautiful eyes. Due to crying recently, the corner of his eyes were reddened and his voice was hoarse.

“Jiang Bieyu, I’ve treated you well apart from those initial hundred lashes. What has this Shi Qing done to you to deserve this humiliation?!”

The man was silent. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He slowly kneeled on the broken shards.

Bright red blood immediately welled up on his legs as the shards cut into his flesh.

—Crack!

The little master brought the whip down again.

But he was still not aiming for the man.

Shi Qing spoke with a hoarse and stuffy voice, “Say something!”

“It wasn’t meant to be humiliation.”

Jiang Bieyu looked up and met Shi Qing’s eyes without hesitation. His deep voice was composed, “I did it because I admire you.”

The little master’s eyes immediately widened into saucers.

He was so shocked that all the air was taken out of his sails. He stammered, “You-you admire me?”

Then he seemed to realize what he had said. “Pei, how dare a lowly servant like you admire me! Do you have a death wish?!”

It was apparent that Shi Qing had forgotten he was the one who demanded Jiang Bieyu be his boytoy in the first place.

He was the one who shamelessly kissed the man on the cheek.

Finally, he was also the one who dragged Jiang Bieyu with him everywhere everyday, flirted with him all the time, and allowed him to do anything except take the last step.

The man was not surprised by his reaction.

He had long since seen through Shi Qing’s nature.

He was a person who moved on to new interests quickly. He was very possessive, but also extremely self-righteous. In his mind, he could do no wrong, even when he was clearly not in the right.

Jiang Bieyu didn’t argue with Shi Qing. He only looked on with slightly darkened eyes as the little master attempted to haphazardly put on his clothes. However, his inexperience led to the red marks of his shoulders remaining visible.

“I know I’m not worthy of you.”

His humility made Shi Qing’s expression ease up a little. The little master flicked his whip and snorted coldly.

“Good to see you can own up to your mistakes. Why don’t you tell me how I should punish you then?”

He deliberately showed a disgusted expression and touched his cheek. “How dare a servant like you say that you admire me and do such things… Hiss!”

The little master winced and paled as he moved the wounded area. Once he recovered, he saw Jiang Bieyu’s look of concern. Immediately infuriated, the little master jabbed a finger in the man’s direction.

“How dare you look when you’re the one responsible! Go and ask for a paddling already!”

Jiang Bieyu obediently rose to his feet.

Step by step, he walked up to Shi Qing.

As the little master gradually wilted again, he opened his mouth with slightly clenched fists.

“Don’t forget me.”

The reason he did all this was because he didn’t want Shi Qing to forget about him.

Now that he had committed this insubordinate act, his Qing-er would never be able to forget about him in this lifetime, even if he died on the battlefield.

Leaving those words behind, the man swiftly turned and left with big steps like he was running away. He didn’t even dare to look back once.

It was as if he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to ever leave if he looked back.

[Ding! Jiang Bieyu’s animosity value: 6/100]

Shi Qing waited until he left to call the maidservants over. He didn’t bother explaining why the room was now a mess and the curtains were ripped. He just took a bath and changed his clothes.

It was only when the little master angrily demanded for Jiang Bieyu to prepare him for bed that a servant cautiously informed him of the following:

Jiang Bieyu left the manor after requesting fifty strokes of the paddle.

He had yet to return.

The little master was so incensed that he rampaged through the newly cleaned house again.

Unbeknownst to him, the man who had supposedly left was actually in the bamboo forest, quietly watching over him.

Only after making sure Shi Qing was alright did Jiang Bieyu turn and leave.

In his hand, he still clutched the handkerchief with a cat embroidered on it.

He looked down a fraction and pursed his lips.

Although Shi Qing treated him like a pet, the little master’s kindness towards him was indisputable.

He was…indeed a scumbag.

But, he would never regret it.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Bieyu, Shi Qing just happened to turn around when he did because of the frightened maidservants kneeling around him due to his fit. He caught sight of the man’s departing back.

[Pei, look at his little lost look. Sigh. Tongtong, I really am a scumbag.]

[Heehee. But I don’t regret it one bit.]

It’s so refreshing to be scum!

Author’s Corner

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Going to say this again: Big Yu basically took over this chapter. What happened has nothing to do with the author, who is a very decent and kind person!

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