Oh, damn!

"Gu Mengmeng, you bastard!"

Gu Sheng cursed loudly in the room. The guy leading the jeers outside was Gu Xuanwu, the original’s number-one supporting male character. The man’s mouth was filthy indeed. No wonder Zhang Xianzong couldn’t stand him in the original and wanted to take him out and become the boss himself.

"Old Zhang, answer me, will you?"

Gu Xuanwu’s teasing voice rang out again, mixed with laughter. It was easy to imagine how heartily the man was laughing outside.

"You bastard, Gu Mengmeng! Just you wait. Tomorrow, I’ll make you regret this!"

Gu Sheng really wanted to charge outside, shut that man’s mouth, and teach him how to behave with a left hook and a right hook. Wasn’t this guy just here to cause trouble?

Gu Sheng certainly wasn’t going to show Gu Xuanwu any courtesy. Images of the information Zhang Xianzong had collected flashed through his mind, and he shouted outside in Zhang Xianzong’s remembered tone, "I’m getting more and more concubines! I’m already on my seventh. What about you? You haven’t taken a new wife in years!

"I say, it’s the middle of the night, and you’ve come all the way here to eavesdrop on me. Just how idle are you? Have you taken good care of your sisters-in-law at home?"

"I don’t discard the old for the new. What’s wrong with thinking old things are better? As for my family, I’m the head of the household, so of course I’ve taken care of them properly. Letting you eavesdrop is giving you face!"

Gu Xuanwu and Gu Sheng traded barbs, their booming voices making the whole affair known to many people.

"Old Gu, I never knew your skin was so thick. Since you like listening, then listen well!"

Gu Sheng pushed himself up with one hand against a pillar and began undoing his collar buttons as he walked toward the bridal bed in the inner room.

"Little beauty, your commander is here!"

Gu Sheng entered the inner room and approached the bed. The bride sat quietly at its edge. The table was covered with everything required for a wedding. Beside the food and wine sat a plate holding a bridal weighing rod.

Gu Sheng picked up the rod and gently lifted the bridal veil covering the bride’s head. The bride had a neat, pretty appearance, with the air of a delicate girl from a modest household.

"Xiao Chunzi, lift your head and look at me!"

Gu Sheng reached out and tilted Seventh Concubine’s little face upward. The little beauty was called Xiao Chunzi. She was the concubine he had newly taken that day and, as it happened, had an extremely unusual relationship with Gu Xuanwu, who was making a racket outside.

In the original, Gu Xuanwu and Xiao Chunzi had been childhood sweethearts. According to Gu Xuanwu’s own words in the original, if not for a twist of fate, Xiao Chunzi would have become his wife.

In the original novel, Xiao Chunzi was the seventh concubine of Ding Datou, Brigadier Ding. After the ninth concubine, Yue Qiluo, entered the household, she and the other eight concubines of the Ding residence successively fell victim to Yue Qiluo.

In the television series, the character Ding Datou disappeared, while Zhang Xianzong received more screen time. He also had eight concubines, all of whom were eventually drained of their vitality by Yue Qiluo. Afterward, Xiao Chunzi was sent to deal with Gu Xuanwu and nearly killed him.

"C-Commander Zhang, there’s still the nuptial cup ceremony!"

Xiao Chunzi timidly dodged Gu Sheng’s reaching hand, looking extremely restrained.

"You’re still calling me Commander Zhang?"

Gu Sheng lowered his head and withdrew his hand. He picked up the wine pot and poured himself a cup, not forcing the girl too much.

"Gu Mengmeng, tomorrow I’ll let you meet my Seventh Concubine!"

That was what Gu Sheng was thinking. He wasn’t a magnanimous man. Gu Xuanwu had actually dared to shout that he was impotent. If he didn’t disgust Gu Mengmeng a little, would Gu Xuanwu really think Gu Sheng was made of clay?

Besides, his relationship with Gu Xuanwu was already nearing its end. Before Gu Sheng arrived, Zhang Xianzong—the body Gu Sheng had descended into—had already secretly begun making plans to deal with Gu Xuanwu. At most, he would act within another month.

Once a bow was drawn, there was no turning back. Zhang Xianzong had already arranged for his trusted subordinates to make preparations. It was impossible to stop now.

Even if Gu Sheng didn’t act, Gu Xuanwu would discover what Zhang Xianzong had done a few days ago within a month or two at most. When that happened, Gu Xuanwu would be the one to make a move against him.

"M-My lord!"

Xiao Chunzi cautiously raised her head. Her delicate face was filled with timid nervousness, but her eyes lit up the instant they met Gu Sheng’s.

"Come, drink the nuptial wine!"

Gu Sheng took out two wine cups and filled them. He picked up one in each hand and passed the one in his left hand to Xiao Chunzi before lowering his head and finishing his wine.

"Xiao Chunzi, help your lord undress!"

After taking off his boots, Gu Sheng sprawled carelessly at the head of the bed, ready to wait for Xiao Chunzi to serve him. He had been transmigrated for so long, yet he still hadn’t fulfilled his wastrel’s dream of having clothes brought to him and food placed in front of him.

He had spent more than twenty years as a nobody in the modern world, and he had transmigrated into an era that was deeply inconvenient. There wasn’t much useful knowledge in his memories, and he knew nothing about music, directing, or screenwriting. He was probably the most miserable transmigrator of them all. Back then, forget having someone serve him—before he met Chu Xin, he hadn’t even managed to get a girlfriend.

Toward the end of The Nine Cauldrons World, he had indeed become qualified to enjoy such treatment. But at the time, the danger posed by the hospital had forced him to focus entirely on increasing his cultivation. He had spent all his time fighting and struggling. Thinking back now, it was such a loss. The Li family had so many gentle maids and pretty young ladies with tender eyes!

"My lord! I’m coming…"

Xiao Chunzi called out coyly as she knelt beside the bed. Her jade-like hands rested on Gu Sheng’s collar and began undressing him. She lowered her beautiful head, her smiling face drawing close to Gu Sheng’s.

"My lord, do you like it?"

Xiao Chunzi smiled at the corners of her mouth, her eyes brimming with charm. She hummed a little tune that made listeners feel drowsy.

"Comfortable! I like it!"

Gu Sheng sensed an invisible fluctuation sweeping toward his mind. Caught off guard and insufficiently prepared, he nearly fell for it. He instinctively opened his mouth and replied.

But in his heart, he began cursing furiously. *Oh, damn! What the hell have I run into this time? A Mental Charm Skill? This definitely isn’t the original Xiao Chunzi. Could she be a Reincarnator?

Damn you, heavens—no, Lord God, what do you mean by this? Did you deliberately send someone to torment me, your grandfather?