Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 128 Lord Wu's Arrangement

The more Xiao Guoer thought about it, the gloomier her face became.

Humph! This Lord Wu is so annoying!

"Go back, I've washed it!"

The little maidservant was too shy to look up, but she heard the young master's unusually cold tone, which seemed to reveal displeasure. She didn't know what she had done to anger him.

She looked up in surprise, only to see that the young man with a scar on his face was not the elegant Mr. Tang who was dressed in brocade and elegant clothes that the housekeeper pointed out to her during the day. She was immediately disappointed and said, "Yes, I will take my leave."

Xiao Guoer watched her leave and closed the door angrily.

Who is this coquettish look for? Who is he trying to seduce? Tang Jingchen already has a crush on someone, okay!

She was so angry!

Xiao Guoer returned to bed angrily, but because she was tired, she soon fell asleep in the comfortable bedding.

At this time, Tang Jingchen sneezed twice in Shun'er's room. Although he was extremely tired, he had no desire to sleep.

Because Shun'er was grinding his teeth and snoring on the ground, the intermittent sounds were like devilish sounds entering his ears, pulling at his nerves, and he really felt a little tortured.

What he said to Xiaoguoer during the day was not a lie. Shuner was really noisy when he slept.

The reason he knew this was that before Shun'er came to work as his servant, he was squeezed into the same room with a servant in the Tang Mansion. The servant refused to sleep in the same room with Shun'er because he couldn't stand Shun'er's earth-shaking snoring and the annoying grinding of his teeth. Naturally, other people didn't want to listen to these annoying sounds every night, so Shun'er was kicked out of the room.

At that time, he happened to pass by and saw a servant shivering outside the house in the middle of the night. He asked curiously and then he understood the whole story. Later, he specially allocated a room for Shun'er to live in. Shun'er was grateful and was loyal to him from then on. So he kept him by his side and became his personal servant.

Alas, Tang Jingchen frowned and sighed deeply, thinking secretly, Shun'er deserved to be kicked out of the house! His movements were not something that ordinary people could tolerate. I don't know if Xiaodie knows about his problem. If they get married in the future, will Xiaodie regret marrying him because of Shun'er's problem, and will she also kick Shun'er out of the house...

Tang Jingchen was thinking aimlessly, his thoughts gradually becoming confused... Finally, he couldn't resist the fatigue and fell asleep with a frown.

At the same time, the Eighth Prince Zhao Yunrong had just secretly arranged matters in the capital with Shen Jing, and when he returned to his room to prepare for bed, he frowned.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he could sense the breathing of another person in the room besides him. The sound was shallow but flustered, and he didn't sound like someone who knew martial arts.

He walked slowly into the bedroom with full alertness. The sound of breathing came from here. At the same time, he placed his palm on the soft sword at his waist, ready to attack at any time.

But I didn't expect to see such a scene.

Under the dim candlelight, stood a young and innocent girl.

The girl had a pretty face, and under her thin clothes, a brightly colored bellyband could be seen, revealing her full charm. Her jet-black, shiny hair cascaded down like a waterfall, falling softly on her shoulders, making her face, which looked only sixteen or seventeen years old and extremely tender, look even more petite and adorable.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her two soft hands constantly rubbing the straps of her transparent clothes. She didn't even dare to raise her head, like a frightened little rabbit.

Zhao Yunrong's tense nerves slowly relaxed, but his brows did not relax.

He looked at the girl in front of him, whose features resembled Wu Zinian, and sighed secretly.

"Who are you, Lord Wu?"

The girl was already nervous, and when she suddenly heard the man's interrogation-like questions, her mind went blank. She completely forgot everything her father and mother had told her before she came.

She instinctively answered whatever the man asked, her delicate voice making people feel pity for her, "It's my father."

Zhao Yunrong thought to himself, Wu Zinian is really an old fox.

"You go out."

When the girl heard the man's refusal, she looked up in surprise, her watery eyes flashing with disbelief and endless embarrassment, and her hands, which were twisting her belt, dropped down as if exhausted.

How could this happen? Mother had said that with her looks and body, no man could refuse her... She remembered her mother's earnest instructions before. If she didn't succeed, her life would be even more miserable...

The girl no longer cared about the reservedness and shyness that a lady from a noble family should have. She mustered up her courage and took a step forward. She stretched out her trembling hands and touched the hem of the clothes of the distinguished prince in front of her, and begged in a tearful voice,

She no longer cared about her girlish modesty and shyness, and took a step forward, touching the clothes of the noble prince in front of her with trembling hands, and begged, "Please let me wait on the prince to bed?"

As Wu Qingqing spoke, she was about to take off the man's clothes. After all, she was just an inexperienced girl. Even if she was determined to seduce a man shamelessly, she could not help being immature and without any strategy.

Zhao Yunrong looked at the little girl who was about to cry, took a step back indifferently, and said in a low voice with unquestionable majesty, "I don't need anyone to serve me here. Go out and tell your father that I have important duties to attend to and have no interest in sex."

Wu Qingqing's face turned pale when she heard this. She knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her big eyes. She begged in a very sad voice, "Please don't drive me away, my lord. I will serve you well. If I am driven out, my mother and I will definitely be punished."

In a hurry, the little girl even forgot to change her self-proclaimed name.

Zhao Yunrong sneered, as if he were a cold and merciless messenger from hell, and said in a cold voice, "What does the life and death of you and your mother have to do with me?"

The girl opened her mouth in astonishment, as if she couldn't understand why the handsome man in front of her could be so cold and heartless. She knelt on the ground in a daze, unable to react.

Zhao Yunrong rubbed his forehead which was aching from exhaustion and said in a slow voice, "You can go out now. I will explain to Lord Wu in person tomorrow and I will not let you and your mother be punished."

Wu Qingqing didn't understand why he suddenly changed his attitude, but after hearing what he said, she couldn't help but feel overjoyed and kowtowed with tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yunrong couldn't help feeling annoyed as he watched her leave. He knew exactly what Wu Zinian was planning.

Not to mention that his mind is full of worries and he has no intention of doing anything about men and women. Even if he had this idea, he would not do anything to anger Xie Mengwan at this unfavorable time.

His situation was a little bit delicate now. Because he came here to deal with the plague, the ministers who had originally supported him in the court began to wait and see, probably because they thought that he, the Eighth Prince, might not be able to return alive. Even if he was alive, if the plague could not be eliminated, he, the Eighth Prince, might end up falling out of favor with His Majesty.

At this time, he couldn't easily lose the support of the three generations of the Xie family. Xie Mengwan was always jealous. If she knew that he had taken an official's daughter as a concubine in Huaiyang, she would probably make a scene.