Chapter 212: You Little Ghost Girl, You Must Repay My Innocence

Under the shrouding night, the merriment of the barbecue from the day had faded at Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's residence; having eaten and drunk their fill, everyone in Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's residence had returned to tranquility.

The night was like ink; moonlight was blocked by thick clouds, letting through only a faint glimmer of light.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin and He Ling'er, clad in black combat attire, emerged from the room without a sound.

He Ling'er went up to the roof first, landing with considerable lightness.

Yes, the original owner He Ling'er was a Young Lady of the General's mansion and already knew a little lightness skill; combined with He Ling'er's diligent practice these past days, her lightness skill had improved greatly.

He Ling'er turned back, saw Seeing Jun Jun Zijin still below being carried upward by a shadow guard, and couldn't help but tease:

"You've been here for a few months; why haven't you learned lightness skill yet?"

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin rolled her eyes at her.

"Do you think lightness skill is like Chinese cabbage, something you can learn just by saying so? I'm just trying my best. Besides, with Flying Eagle here, he can step up in critical moments; what's there to fear?"

Flying Eagle steadily carried Seeing Jun Jun Zijin onto the roof and couldn't help rolling his eyes, inwardly complaining:

"What 'trying my best'? I haven't seen that girl study it once. These past few months, she's either been fiddling with new medicines in the lab or thinking about how to kill people and rob them; there's not a shred of training in her."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin glanced at the eagle's contemptuous look; her face didn't flush, her heart didn't skip a beat. She patted dust that wasn't there and urged:

"Alright, alright, let's go quickly."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin, He Ling'er, and Flying Eagle, the three of them, took advantage of the night and, like three agile civet cats, silently vaulted over the high walls of Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's residence and sneakily crept back into Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's residence.

No sooner had they entered than they saw Jun Jun Zhidie, wearing a face veil, sneaking out of the courtyard in a hurry, her expression panicked, and even the maid who was never apart from her in the past was nowhere to be seen.

He Ling'er gently tugged Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's sleeve and lowered her voice:

"Look at how sneakily she's acting; she must be up to something unspeakable."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin nodded slightly, a hint of wicked amusement flashing in her eyes; the three crouched low and followed Jun Jun Zhidie behind her, moving quietly and carefully.

They saw Jun Jun Zhidie walking briskly, not looking back, heading straight toward the direction of Prince Qi Wang Fu.

Along the way, the three moved silently through the quiet streets; only the occasional sound of the night watchman striking the gong broke the night's tranquility.

The three dared not be the least bit careless; they followed closely until they were only a few dozen meters away from the gate of Prince Qi Wang Fu.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin gave Flying Eagle a look; Flying Eagle understood immediately.

He took a small porcelain bottle from his chest, gently uncorked it, and approached Jun Jun Zhidie like a ghost.

With a flick of his wrist, a powder carrying a faint sweet fragrance scattered with the wind and blended into the air.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin sneered inwardly: You used this thing to harm me; now, I return a retribution to you.

The three quickly held their breath; Jun Jun Zhidie, completely unaware, inhaled this potent aphrodisiac.

Soon, Jun Jun Zhidie's steps became unsteady, her body began to go soft, her eyes grew hazy, and her head started to feel muddled.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin immediately called Flying Eagle over to carry Jun Jun Zhidie on his back; Flying Eagle shook his head, his face full of helplessness, and resisted:

"Master, spare me; I don't want to carry this woman."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin glared:

"Do you want me to carry her? Hurry up, and stop wasting words!"

Flying Eagle pouted miserably, inwardly cursing the terrible idea Seeing Jun Jun Zijin had come up with.

He really didn't want to touch this woman, but he couldn't refuse Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's order.

Flying Eagle took a deep breath, went over unwillingly, and hoisted Jun Jun Zhidie onto his back like carrying a sack of rice.

Jun Jun Zhidie's body suddenly trembled under Flying Eagle's touch; her eyes grew even more hazy, and disregarding the fact that her head was now pointing downward, she used both hands to grope below Flying Eagle's waist. She was also mumbling incoherent nonsense.

Flying Eagle was covered in black lines, his face flushed red; he already had an exceptionally handsome face, and now, both ashamed and angry, he looked as bright as peach blossoms.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his facial muscles trembling slightly, and called out in a muffled voice:

"Master, what do we do now!"

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin pressed her lips together lightly, forcing back a smile, and her words carried a hint of teasing:

"Perhaps you could turn around."

Flying Eagle quickly put Jun Jun Zhidie on his back with her head facing upward.

Who would have thought that, with the drug's effect taking hold, Jun Jun Zhidie went mad, instantly wrapping herself around him like an octopus.

Her arms tightly clamped around Flying Eagle's neck; that brute strength nearly choked the breath out of Flying Eagle.

Burning lips kissed all over Flying Eagle's face; Flying Eagle was panicked and at a loss.

In his heart, he wailed: His innocence was gone just like that; his first kiss!

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin, you little ghost girl; you must repay my innocence, repay my first kiss!

Flying Eagle cursed while struggling desperately to push Jun Jun Zhidie away, but her strength was extraordinarily great; he couldn't push her off no matter what.

Jun Jun Zhidie's hands roamed freely over Flying Eagle's body, and she occasionally emitted incoherent, coquettish moans.

Hearing this made Flying Eagle's scalp go numb; his face turned completely red, and he was both angry and anxious, cursing Seeing Jun Jun Zijin to the depths of his heart.

He simply couldn't hold it in and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Master, look at this terrible idea you came up with; your subordinate simply can't take it anymore; why not just knock her out!"

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin waved her hand and said:

"We can't knock her out; if she faints, where's the fun in that?"

He Ling'er simply couldn't hold it in anymore; she laughed until she nearly fell over, and only after barely stopping her laughter did she raise her hand to wipe the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.

She shouted at Flying Eagle:

"Hold on a bit longer; just a little more; this good show has only just begun!"

Flying Eagle, tortured to the point of tears, glared fiercely at the two women who were enjoying the spectacle and didn't mind stirring up trouble.

In his heart, he mourned Quan Quan Aoyu for five seconds for having ended up with such a little ghost girl.

He forcibly pried off Jun Jun Zhidie's hands, which were wrapped around his neck, and switched her back to head-down.

With one hand, he steadily carried the senseless, drug-addled Jun Jun Zhidie, whose hands were groping wildly; with the other, he tightly held Seeing Jun Jun Zijin, whose face was pink from holding back her laughter.

Gritting his teeth and summoning all his strength, he sprinted desperately toward the direction of Chunxiang Pavilion.

In a short while, the sign of Chunxiang Pavilion, glowing with ambiguous light, came into view.

Flying Eagle took a giant stride forward, stopped abruptly at the entrance of Chunxiang Pavilion, and flung Jun Jun Zhidie onto the ground.

He lifted his foot and kicked her again, cursing:

"Damn it! Get lost! This damn woman is such a hassle."

That kick carried all the frustration and irritability he had endured along the way.

Jun Jun Zhidie hit the ground with a "thud," kicking up a cloud of dust.

However, even that intense pain failed to clear her mind even slightly; she continued to thrash about in a daze, mumbling incoherently, stumbling to her feet, and lunging at any man she saw.

At that moment, the madam of Chunxiang Pavilion heard the commotion and came out to investigate; one look was enough to cause a stir, as she saw a Miss at the entrance who lunged at any man she saw.

The madam's eyes instantly lit up, like a hungry wolf spotting prey.

Although the Miss was missing two front teeth, which was somewhat awkward, her appearance was still quite presentable.

After all, she was a Young Lady from a boudoir, and having been poisoned with aphrodisiacs, her delicate charm was something no courtesan could match.

In the end, she had delivered herself to their doorstep; why would they refuse such a gift?