Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 205 Touching Your Uncle

A sense of panic gradually spread in Tang Jingchen's heart. The firm belief he had last night was shaken by the setbacks he experienced today.

Is he really going to fall into the hands of Wu Zinian and his daughter?

Unwilling to accept this! Tang Jingchen's eyes were dyed scarlet with anger and hatred.

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The next morning, Xiao Guoer was still sleeping soundly. She was extremely tired from riding a horse the night before, so she fell asleep as soon as she returned to her room, and had no dreams all night.

Xiao Guoer didn't wake up until there was a knock on the door.

She opened her eyes. The morning sunlight was not strong to begin with, and through the layers of windows and gauze curtains, what caught her eyes was a soft and dim light.

She stretched lazily. Her legs were still a little sore from running so much yesterday.

She lazily asked towards the door, "Who is it?"

A light female voice sounded at the door, "I am here on the orders of the Eighth Prince to help you wash and eat. The Eighth Prince asked me to remind you not to forget to go to learn horse riding at 4:45 pm."

Xiao Guo'er stretched herself halfway but couldn't go any further. She felt her legs getting even more sore.

She got out of bed dejectedly, opened the door, took the basin of clean water held by the maid, and said softly, "I will wash myself, you don't need to help me."

After the little maid responded, she said, "Then I will go get food for the young master."

Xiao Guoer closed the door and sighed. Forget it, she would just learn horse riding. It would give her something to do and she wouldn't have to sit around in the room doing nothing and think about sad things, making her feel wild and upset!

After she had tidied her appearance and had her meal, she followed the Eighth Prince to the suburbs again.

She couldn't help rolling her eyes as she sat in the carriage. As a prince, he actually had to supervise her personally in order to prevent her from being lazy? Was he too free?

Can't he send someone to supervise?

It definitely wasn't just to supervise her learning horse riding, there must be some ulterior motive!

Xiao Guoer thought that the Eighth Prince would not always watch her, and she would always have a chance to slack off.

But she didn't expect that she was actually detained on horseback and walked around for the whole morning!

She originally wanted to muddle through and kill time, but she never expected that the extremely bored Eighth Prince would correct her riding posture from time to time, looking extremely serious.

Finally, he gave a comment, "Not paying attention."

Just when Xiao Guoer was smoking from being exposed to the sun, the Eighth Prince finally let her go and said, "That's enough for the morning. It's time to go back and have dinner.

Before Xiao Guoer could be happy, she heard his next sentence, "Continue in the afternoon."

As Xiao Guo'er's facial muscles twitched obviously, the Eighth Prince pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why? I personally taught you how to ride a horse, and you are so moved that you can't speak?"

I am touched by you!

Xiao Guoer swallowed her dry throat and said weakly, "I am naturally grateful, but I am worried about wasting your time. Why don't you let me learn from Lord Shen this afternoon? If I delay your business because of my horse riding lessons, it will be my fault."

Zhao Yunrong saw a small patch of dry skin at the corner of her mouth, looked at the sun above her head, and sighed inwardly that she was a girl after all and could not stand the sun.

While riding back, he responded nonchalantly, "I have never taught anyone before. This is my first time being someone's master. It feels quite fresh. I will not give up halfway. When you can ride a horse and gallop, I will be very pleased."

Xiao Guoer followed behind and completely gave up her hope. This Eighth Prince was really too idle. She had to learn how to do this!

The two men returned to the starting point, and a servant immediately handed the Eighth Prince a clean towel and tea.

Zhao Yunrong took the teacup and handed it to the unhappy Xiao Guoer behind him, then picked up a clean towel to wipe his hands.

Xiao Guoer took the teacup handed to her by the Eighth Prince, was stunned for a moment, said "Thank you, Your Highness", then raised it to her lips and drank it all.

Zhao Yunrong watched her slender neck raised, and then her lips, which had been moistened by the tea, pouted slightly because of unhappiness, looking fresh and tender, as if they were covered with a layer of honey, and sparkling.

He suddenly felt his throat, which was not thirsty at all, suddenly became dry and itchy, and even a feeling of heat rose up in his body.

He removed his gaze from her face and said to the oblivious little girl, "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first. You can go back in the carriage by yourself."

He had to go back and take a cold shower to calm down the sudden anger.

"Yes, Your Highness." Xiao Guoer rolled her eyes behind him. He had been torturing her for the whole morning, and now he was in a hurry to get busy?

You deserve it for being busy to death!

It was not until the afternoon, almost evening, when the sun was not too hot, that Xiao Guoer was dragged to the grass in the suburbs again.

This time, Xiao Guoer put in her full effort.

Since the Eighth Prince is determined to teach her, wouldn't she be free sooner if she learns it sooner?

The legs were stretched straight, and the strength was applied. The waist and back were also straightened. After practicing like this for an hour, Xiao Guoer felt severe pain on the inside of her thighs.

She was lazy and didn't study hard in the morning, and she didn't put any strength into her legs. Only now did she realize that learning horse riding was really hard.

After persisting for another cup of tea, Xiao Guoer felt that the inside of her thigh must have turned purple.

Just when he was about to give up and stop eating because he felt unwell, the Eighth Prince gave him another comment, "You've put in a lot more effort than this morning, and you've made a lot of progress. If you keep practicing like this, you'll be able to try jogging in another day. Okay, take a break and go have some tea."

Xiao Guo'er was as happy as if she had been pardoned. She did not hesitate to compliment him, "Your Highness taught me well. Only a stupid disciple like me could learn well."

When Xiao Guoer jumped off the horse, her legs ached and her knees went weak. She almost fell off the horse, but a hand firmly supported her waist, preventing her from falling headfirst into the mud.

After landing, she patted her chest, still in shock. Falling off a horse's back is not fun!

She raised her frightened trembling eyelashes and unexpectedly met a pair of dark pupils.

Her legs, which had just stood firmly, inexplicably softened again under the gaze of those dark, bottomless eyes.

The strength of the big hand around her waist supported her and prevented her from going weak.

Only then did she realize why the Eighth Prince was still holding her and refusing to let go?

She twisted her body and pulled herself out of his grasp, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yunrong said in a dull voice, "No more practice today, we'll practice tomorrow." Then he mounted his horse again and galloped away.