Throw Him Farther

Chapter 466: Throw Him Farther Away

Xiao Yun's room, which was also Li Yanhao's room.

Right now, Li Yanhao was calmly peeling peanuts for Xiao Yun. The noble young lord held a plate of peeled peanuts and eagerly nudged it closer to Xiao Yun: "Earth egg, come, come, these peanuts are peeled by me personally, eat up!"

Xiao Yun looked disgusted: "I'm afraid they're poisonous."

Li Yanhao was not offended, smiling as he popped a peanut into his own mouth: "No poison, no poison, how could I bear to poison you?"

Xiao Yun immediately got goosebumps all over.

When Xiao Zhetian came in, he saw Li Yanhao eagerly offering peanuts to Xiao Yun.

"Ahem..." Xiao Zhetian cleared his throat lightly, his gaze toward Li Yanhao turning cold.

Li Yanhao was utterly embarrassed. Xiao Zhetian was the heir of the Marquis of Weiyuan, while he was the heir of the King of Huainan. By rank, Li Yanhao, as a royal relative, was much higher than the Marquis of Weiyuan's heir. Yet here he was, the proud heir of the King of Huainan, peeling peanuts for the Marquis of Weiyuan's subordinate and coaxing him to eat peanuts he peeled himself.

What a disgrace! And to make matters worse, this humiliating scene was witnessed by his rival, Xiao Zhetian.

Xiao Yun, seeing his general arrive, looked like he had seen his savior, his eyes pleading with: "Master, can I not share a room and bed with that damn Li Yanhao? My innocent body!"

Xiao Zhetian shot a glance at him, shattering Xiao Yun's fantasy bubble: "No way. With your skills, if you could take down Li Yanhao's pathetic skills, what are you even doing here? Go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

Xiao Zhetian sat down directly, looking at Li Yanhao with an expression that said, "We need to talk, you get out."

Li Yanhao snorted, crossed his arms and sat, stubbornly refusing to leave.

Why should he? As the heir of a prince, and with Xiao Zhetian unwilling to return to court for his marriage and title, he was now a royal relative with a higher rank. Why should he leave?

Li Yanhao stubbornly refused to leave, crossing his legs and eating peanuts, humming a little tune, acting all smug.

"Throw him out." Xiao Zhetian ordered.

"What!?" Li Yanhao's eyes widened like copper bells. "I'm a royal relative, how dare you throw me out!?"

Xiao Zhetian didn't even bother to respond to Li Yanhao, instead frowning at Xiao Yun: "Do I need to say it a second time?"

Xiao Yun immediately shivered, stood up, and bowed to Li Yanhao: "Young Lord, my apologies."

Then, like pulling a radish, he hoisted Li Yanhao upside down onto his shoulders.

Li Yanhao panicked instantly, thinking, Damn, they really dare to throw me out? Xiao Zhetian is too arrogant! The great general is really something!

But Xiao Yun didn't care about royal relatives or young lords. Although General Xiao was the heir of a marquis's house and not born into a prince's family, he had brilliant military achievements—a war god general who earned his power through merit, holding real authority. He was in a completely different league from those empty-titled royal relatives.

Even if it were the emperor's son, if Xiao Zhetian threw a prince out, the emperor wouldn't say a word.

Throwing out a mere heir of the King of Huainan? So what? Just throw him out.

"I'm the heir of a prince, how dare you touch me!?" Li Yanhao snarled at Xiao Zhetian.

Xiao Zhetian looked back at the threatening Li Yanhao and said to Xiao Yun, "Throw him far away."

"Yes, General!" Xiao Yun grinned, hoisting Li Yanhao and, taking advantage of the empty courtyard, dashed out, running all the way to the foot of the mountain. He threw Li Yanhao onto the snow, then sprinted back, leaving Li Yanhao alone, fuming with a crooked nose, stomping and cursing.