Chapter 118: The Heartless Scholar Severs Ties, the Pretty Senior Sister Entices Someone

The Pharmacy was already before his eyes.

Luo Zijun's heart, however, suddenly became somewhat uneasy.

Would his senior sister beat him to death?

"Using me as a shield? I'll pinch you to death!"

At the mere thought of that girl's cold gaze and sharp fingernails, Luo Zijun's backside and chest immediately began to ache faintly.

Just as he was hesitating, Huang Zhaodi caught up, stretched her head out to look at the expression on his face, and said, "Luo Zijun, you aren't angry, are you?"

She then blinked her eyes and smiled, "Don't be so stingy. How about this, I'll introduce a pretty girl to you, how about that? I guarantee the one I introduce won't hurt your heart again."

"Self-recommendation?"

Luo Zijun looked at her and said.

Huang Zhaodi laughed, "Of course not me, I know you don't think much of me. I'll introduce you to someone prettier than me, gentler than me, and even wealthier than me; I guarantee she'll treat you well."

Luo Zijun did not let her continue, walking toward the Pharmacy as he said, "Many thanks, but I already have someone."

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhaodi was stunned, then sneered, "Who are you lying to? With your personality, who would..."

Before she could finish, Luo Zijun had already walked into the Pharmacy.

Huang Zhaodi hurriedly chased after him, and just as she was about to speak, her gaze suddenly shifted to behind the counter, her two eyes suddenly widening bit by bit.

Behind the counter.

A young girl dressed in a plain white dress was standing there quietly, head lowered as she fiddled with the abacus in front of her.

The girl had a tall figure, snow-white skin, and hair as black as a waterfall.

Her appearance was cold and beautiful, her temperament elegant and charming.

Like a pure white flower in a Yougu, she emitted a faint, lingering fragrance; she possessed a kind of otherworldly elegance, yet it was faintly tinged with a soul-stirring allure.

She was both elegant and lovely, yet also charming and moving.

Huang Zhaodi froze for a few seconds, her gaze then unconsciously falling upon the girl's chest.

That chest was towering and magnificent, standing proud and haughty, dominating the world, peerless and supreme.

And this girl, perhaps unconsciously at this moment, had actually placed that towering bosom right on the counter, making it even more soul-stirring.

Huang Zhaodi actually swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

Sun Yan'er, who had followed her in, saw the girl behind the counter and her expression changed instantly.

She froze in place, first staring Daidai at the girl's pure and charming face for a few moments, then looking at her proudly erect chest, and then, looking further down...

But below that, it was blocked by the counter.

Not seeing what she wanted to see, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, feeling completely ill at ease.

"Senior sister, my friend."

Luo Zijun arrived at the counter and greeted the girl behind it very casually.

Su Qingling raised her head, her beautiful eyes looking coldly at the two girls at the door; there was no expression on her face, which was as beautiful as a flower yet as cold as snow.

No welcome, and no words.

She just watched coldly.

Huang Zhaodi looked at her with amazement a few more times, then suddenly leaned into Luo Zijun's ear and whispered, "Luo Zijun, is she..."

"My senior sister, a childhood sweetheart senior sister."

Luo Zijun said with a smile.

When he said the words "childhood sweetheart," the girl behind the counter suddenly looked at him.

Luo Zijun also looked at her, his face calm.

The shop suddenly fell silent.

Huang Zhaodi was stunned for a while, looked at the cold girl behind the counter a few more times, and couldn't help but whisper, "Luo Zijun, your luck is too good, right? Such a peerless beauty is actually your childhood sweetheart? I feel that even compared to that stunning young lady of the Bai Family, she is not the least bit inferior."

Luo Zijun was slightly startled upon hearing this, and he stared at the girl behind the counter, looking at her carefully for a few moments.

Eh?

You don't know until you look, and once you look...

Strange, why does it feel like senior sister is indeed becoming more and more pretty, more and more beautiful?

Is it because he had seen her too much before, or because he grew up with her since childhood? Just like siblings looking at each other; no matter how good-looking the other party is, it doesn't have the same stunning effect as it does in the eyes of others.

Because they are too familiar?

"Luo Zijun, are you sure she is your..."

Huang Zhaodi asked in a low voice.

Luo Zijun gave a "cough cough" and also replied in a low voice, "Of course."

Huang Zhaodi huffed, "How can I believe that? Such a peerless beauty, how could she possibly take a fancy to you?"

Luo Zijun turned his head and said, "Am I not a peerless handsome man?"

"Tch..."

Huang Zhaodi rolled her eyes at him and couldn't help but look at the girl behind the counter again.

The more she looked, the more beautiful she became; the more she looked, the more stunning she felt.

Especially the cold and elegant temperament that the girl naturally exuded, mixed with a charming and alluring quality; these two temperaments mixed together, pure yet seductive, simply made one reluctant to look away.

Even though she was a girl, she couldn't get enough of looking at her right now, and her breathing even slowed down a beat.

"Truly strange."

Luo Zijun also felt it was more and more strange the more he looked.

Why is senior sister so unreasonably beautiful today? Cold and aloof, not saying a word, yet so beautiful that one cannot look away.

Like a fairy.

And the kind of fairy that is peerless, beautiful to the extreme.

"Zhaodi, let's go..."

At this moment, Sun Yan'er spoke suddenly in a low tone.

The relaxed mood from just outside suddenly became heavy, and the luster in her eyes also suddenly dimmed.

"Oh."

Huang Zhaodi reacted, but said somewhat unhappily: "Luo Zijun, are you really unwilling to accompany us shopping? Even if it's just as friends, is that not allowed?"

Luo Zijun glanced at her, then glanced at Sun Yan'er at the door, paused, and said: "Let's go, I'll accompany you for a stroll."

Immediately, he deliberately said to the stunning young girl behind the counter: "Senior Sister, I'll come find you to play tonight."

Sun Yan'er immediately went out the door, looking as if she were fleeing the place.

Luo Zijun and Huang Zhaodi followed her out together.

In the shop, Su Qingling stood quietly for a while, then came out from behind the counter, walked to the door, and looked toward the street outside.

Who would have thought that just as her head poked out, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and gave her little head a "thump," saying: "What are you looking at? Go back to minding the shop properly!"

He ran away after knocking.

"Senior Sister, see you tonight."

Luo Zijun ran to Huang Zhaodi's side and waved at the cold Senior Sister who was clutching her head at the shop entrance.

Huang Zhaodi opened her eyes wide as she watched this scene and whispered: "Luo Zijun, such a beautiful girl, and you can actually bring yourself to do that?"

She then snorted coldly and said: "No wonder you are even more ruthless to other girls; you are just a rough man, unworthy of being a scholar, and a disgrace to refinement."

Luo Zijun decided to add fuel to the fire to make someone give up completely.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see a bookstore."

He suddenly turned into a small alley.

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhaodi said indignantly: "I'm so hungry; it was hard enough to come to the Inner City once, who wants to go look at books?"

"There are snacks there, you can eat whatever you want."

Luo Zijun walked in front, then suddenly turned his head back and said: "It's free."

Huang Zhaodi was full of confusion: "Free?"

Sun Yan'er followed behind with her head lowered, feeling distracted, her mind filled with that cold and moving figure.

Huang Zhaodi knew her thoughts, so she hurriedly leaned in and whispered: "Yan'er, didn't you notice just now? That girl didn't pay any attention to Luo Zijun at all, she didn't even speak to him; it was all him talking to himself. Hmph, I think she doesn't like him at all; it's all his own wishful thinking. I reckon he'll be hurt again soon. This time the hurt will probably be even worse, after all, she's a childhood sweetheart."

Sun Yan'er was stunned for a moment and whispered: "She has always been like this."

She had seen that girl a few times, and every time she was this cold, detached, and reticent.

Huang Zhaodi sneered: "Yan'er, you don't know, if a girl likes a man, she would never be that cold. Even if she is a cold person by nature, when she sees the man she likes, she will become exceptionally gentle. If she were in front of outsiders, she would give her man even more face. But look at just now, did that girl pay him any mind?"

Sun Yan'er's expression shifted slightly, and she did not speak again.

Recalling the scenes when she saw that girl and him together, it seemed that the two of them truly had no contact between man and woman, not even eye contact.

That girl seemed to have always been that cold and indifferent toward him.

Whether it was back at his home or that night when she went to her home, there seemed to be a sense of alienation between the two.

Huang Zhaodi whispered: "Absolutely right, that girl is so beautiful, she will definitely marry some noble Young Master in the Inner City in the future; she won't choose him. He says they are childhood sweethearts, but since they are childhood sweethearts, there shouldn't be such coldness between them. So, he is either lying to us or lying to himself, just engaging in wishful thinking."

The light returned to Sun Yan'er's eyes as she looked at the figure in front.

Just at this moment, Luo Zijun suddenly turned into a bookstore and looked back: "Come in and rest for a while, eat something."

Huang Zhaodi and Sun Yan'er were both somewhat confused, but followed him.

Luo Zijun entered the shop and greeted Xiao Lan.

Having learned her lesson from the previous night, Xiao Lan hurriedly shouted toward the upstairs: "Young Miss, Sister Bi'er, Young Master Luo is here!"

Bi'er hurriedly said from above: "Tell him to wait a moment, Young Miss hasn't combed her hair or put on her shoes yet."

Luo Zijun asked Xiao Lan: "Is there anything to eat in the shop? Snacks or anything like that will do."

Xiao Lan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, this servant will go get them right away."

Luo Zijun said: "Bring them up later, we are going to eat upstairs."

"We?"

Xiao Lan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly saw two young ladies walk in.

Luo Zijun said: "We are together, these two young ladies are my friends."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lan took another look at the two of them and hurriedly went upstairs.

Luo Zijun walked to the bookshelf and flipped through some books at random.

After Huang Zhaodi entered, she looked left and right, then suddenly looked at him and asked: "Luo Zijun, this bookstore isn't opened by your family, is it?"

Luo Zijun did not answer.

At this time, Xiao Lan came down from upstairs and said crisply: "Young Master Luo, my Young Miss asks you to bring the two young ladies upstairs."

"Alright."

Luo Zijun glanced at the two people behind him and walked toward the stairs.

And at this time.

Upstairs, Liu Chujian had changed into a new long dress, combed her hair, and put on embroidered shoes; a hint of confusion appeared between her brows as she secretly guessed who he would bring.

Bi'er muttered on the side: "That guy is too much, actually bringing two women here; is he planning to deliberately anger Young Miss?"

Liu Chujian frowned slightly and did not speak.

Suddenly, a guess formed in her heart, and her complexion immediately became somewhat unsightly.

Could it be that because she confessed unintentionally last time, he wanted to refuse but was too embarrassed to say it, so today, he brought the woman he likes to express his heart?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly became flustered and uneasy.

Hearing the footsteps coming upstairs, she was somewhat afraid to look, wanting to flee back to her room immediately, yet she had to remain frozen in place, her heart in a state of chaos, forcing a smile onto her face to prepare to welcome the guests.

She could not be rude, could not make him feel embarrassed.

Even if... he really did that.

At this moment, that elegant figure wearing a Confucian robe walked up and cast his gaze toward her.

Liu Chujian smiled faintly and looked behind him.

A young girl wearing a pale yellow dress, with a round face and large eyes, was looking around curiously, and then her gaze landed on her.

Another young girl wearing a blue dress, with a slender figure and a beautiful appearance, looked her over the moment she came upstairs.

A polite smile appeared on Liu Chujian's face, yet her heart suddenly sank into an abyss, and her complexion turned slightly pale.

Luo Zijun spoke, "Miss Chujian, these two are my friends. They came to the Inner City to shop today and happened to pass by here, so I brought them over to rest for a moment."

Huang Zhaodi immediately said, "He didn't just happen to pass by here at all; he brought us over on purpose."

Once these words were spoken, Liu Chujian finally confirmed her previous thought, and the smile on her face could suddenly no longer be maintained.

Sure enough, he had brought them over specifically to express his feelings to her.

Did he want her to stop having unrealistic thoughts about him in the future, to stop pestering him?

Thinking of this.

She smiled bitterly, and just as she was about to speak, that figure suddenly said to the two women, "I share common interests with Miss Chujian; we hit it off immediately and have known each other for a long time. We knew each other back when I was in the Outer City. After I came to the Inner City, I would come here every day to study and talk with Miss Chujian, chatting about poetry."

He then added, "Miss Chujian is the daughter of an official; her family are government officials, and they are very wealthy."

Liu Chujian was stunned for a moment, a trace of confusion appearing on her face.

Sun Yan'er's expression changed instantly, and she looked the girl before her over again, from top to bottom, before her gaze unconsciously landed beneath her skirt.

The feet beneath the hem of the skirt were partially visible; although she could not see them entirely, it was clearly evident that they were a pair of slender, small, delicate, and lovely feet.

Sun Yan'er was dazed for a moment, then raised her gaze again to look at her face and her figure.

Her face was delicate and beautiful, her skin fair, her figure slender and graceful, her waist slim enough to be encircled by one's hands, and her temperament was gentle and soft—truly the temperament of an official's daughter, a refined young lady...

Much prettier... than her.

Huang Zhaodi suddenly said with a cold face, "Luo Zijun, what do you mean by this? You brought us here just to show us your 'golden house hiding a beauty'? So what if she is an official's daughter? So what if her family are officials? So what if her family is very wealthy? Are you showing off to us?"

Luo Zijun said, "What do I have to show off? I am just stating the facts."

"You..."

"Zhaodi, stop talking."

Huang Zhaodi was about to speak again, but Sun Yan'er suddenly grabbed her hand, lowered her head so her expression could not be seen, and whispered, "Let's go, I'm tired and want to go home."

The other party's meaning was already very clear.

If she continued to dwell on this and pester him, what would be the point?

Seeing her so aggrieved and humble, Huang Zhaodi became even angrier and said, "Yan'er, what are you afraid of? I must scold this guy today! Just because he climbed up to the Bai Family and climbed up to an official's daughter, is he something special now? Does he look down on us? He even brought us here specifically to show off and flaunt his power. He just took us to the pharmacy to show off his childhood sweetheart, and now he brings us here to show off his 'golden house hiding a beauty'—phooey!"

Luo Zijun said, "Huang Zhaodi, do you think I am that childish?"

Huang Zhaodi looked at him with a face full of sneers, "Then what are you doing?"

Luo Zijun glanced at the girl behind her and said, "I just wanted to tell you not to waste your efforts and wishful thinking on trying to introduce other girls to me. Didn't you just say that a person like me wouldn't have other girls who like me? That I wouldn't be able to get a wife in the future? So, I specifically took you to the pharmacy and brought you here to let you open your eyes and see how ignorant you are."

"You..."

"Huang Zhaodi, I advise you to give up this idea; I will not have you. I am not lacking beautiful girls by my side; whoever I want, I will not want you."

Luo Zijun humiliated her without mercy.

Huang Zhaodi was instantly furious and shouted, "Luo Zijun! When did I ever ask you to have me? Are you sick?"

"Zhaodi, stop talking..."

Sun Yan'er held her hand, her head lowered, her eyes filled with tears.

She, of course, understood who his words were really meant for.

"I'm leaving first..."

She had no face to stay any longer, so she immediately fled downstairs with her head lowered, tears welling in her eyes.

"Yan'er, wait for me!"

Huang Zhaodi hurriedly called out, then turned to glare at that bastard and said, "Luo Zijun, you just wait!"

After saying this, she hurriedly chased after her.

The second floor became quiet.

At this time, Xiao Lan finally brought up the snacks and asked weakly, "Young Master Luo, would you like to eat something?"

Luo Zijun turned and sat down at the table, saying, "Eat, why wouldn't I eat?"

Xiao Lan glanced at her mistress and brought the items over.

Liu Chujian also walked over, personally picked up the teapot to pour him a cup of hot tea, and stole a glance at him. Seeing the calm expression on his face, she said softly, "Young Master Luo, that girl..."

Luo Zijun picked up a piece of snack, took a bite, and then said with a calm expression, "I told you before. My family and her family are old friends. That day, I went on a blind date with her, and she didn't take a fancy to me. Of course, I didn't take a fancy to her either. Later... I always felt she was somewhat conflicted and lingering with me, and today she specifically came to the Inner City to find me. So, I decided to make her give up."

As he spoke, he looked up at her and said, "Miss Chujian, I used you just now; I hope you don't mind."

Liu Chujian smiled slightly and said, "It's fine. Being used by Young Master Luo is this young woman's honor."

She then added with a smile in her eyes, somewhat playfully, "If Young Master Luo has any more use for this young woman in the future, just give the order."

Her heart suddenly felt at ease.

Luo Zijun: "..."

At this moment, Bi'er, who had been eavesdropping on the side, suddenly asked, "Young Master Luo, that girl mentioned a girl who was a childhood sweetheart of Young Master Luo's—who is she?"

Liu Chujian hurriedly said, "Bi'er, go downstairs and help Xiao Lan watch the shop."

Bi'er let out a "humph," glanced at a certain someone, and then went downstairs with her little mouth pouting.

Upstairs, it became quiet once again.

Luo Zijun finished a piece of pastry and drank a cup of tea before looking at the young girl before him to explain: "Her name is Su Qingling, she is my senior sister. We grew up together from childhood, and our relationship is very good, better than that of kin."

Liu Chujian lowered her head, picked up the teapot again, helped him pour a cup of tea, and smiled: "Young Master doesn't need to explain to me; Bi'er was just asking casually."

Luo Zijun nodded and said: "I was just answering casually."

Liu Chujian glanced at him and said softly: "Young Master Luo, I just observed that Miss Yan'er carefully and felt she was quite good. Why does Young Master Luo..."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said: "My family is poor, I have no money and no background, so I have always thought about clinging to the powerful and wealthy. Her family only does business in the Outer City, and I am already a scholar now, so naturally, I look down on her."

Liu Chujian was stunned. Facing his gaze, she smiled slightly and said: "If Young Master Luo says it so openly, aren't you afraid that this young woman will despise you? Or is it that Young Master Luo actually wants this young woman to despise you on purpose?"

Luo Zijun said indifferently: "I am just speaking the truth."

He then added: "We scholars have always only spoken the truth; we do not cover things up."

Liu Chujian smiled, sat down to the side, picked up a book from the table, showed it to him, and looked at him with shimmering eyes: "With Young Master's talent, if you really wanted to cling to the powerful and wealthy, it would actually be very easy."

Luo Zijun looked at the book in her hand; the cover had the three characters "West Chamber Romance" written on it.

Liu Chujian slowly opened the book, looked at the text on it, and smiled lightly: "Young Master Luo perhaps does not know how sought-after the name Jun Chujian is in the mansions of those nobles now. During this period, I have been playing the zither in many noble mansions and have heard those nobles discussing the 'West Chamber Romance' and 'Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai' written by Young Master." Having said this, she paused, raised her shimmering gaze to look at him, and said: "Especially those noble women—there are young ladies, young wives, and of course, many maidservants."

Then she smiled again: "If your 'Qiannu Youhun' and the newly written 'Shen Yuan Love Dream' are spread further, I estimate that by then, there will be even more young ladies going crazy for Young Master."

Luo Zijun suddenly asked: "Why is the author's name called Jun Chujian?"

Once these words were spoken, the young girl's beautiful, fair face beside him suddenly flushed with two blushes. She paused, but with shimmering eyes, she looked at him bravely and said: "Then what does Young Master think it should be called?"

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said: "I think the name 'Gongzi Jun' is more suitable."

Liu Chujian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into a giggle. With bright eyes and white teeth, her blushing, tender face suddenly seemed like two blooming flowers, becoming even more beautiful and moving, making one's heart flutter.

"Then for Young Master's new book, let's use this name from now on, shall we?"

She covered her mouth, her clear eyes full of smiles, looking shy, gentle, and pitifully beautiful.

Luo Zijun said: "I'm joking, the name Jun Chujian is quite good."

Liu Chujian smiled: "Actually, it's not good, because of the two characters 'Chujian' (First Meeting). Several times, when I went to play the zither in those noble mansions, people came to ask me if I knew that author."

Luo Zijun asked deliberately: "Were there any beautiful noble ladies asking?"

!

Liu Chujian's delicate willow eyebrows arched slightly, and she smiled: "Naturally there were, and some were very beautiful. Does Young Master need this young woman to help introduce you?"

Luo Zijun said: "Is it convenient?"

Liu Chujian gave a light "humph," secretly pouted, and said: "It's not convenient."

"Then why did you bring it up?"

Luo Zijun stopped joking, finished the tea in his cup, stood up, and said: "Alright, the matter is resolved, so I won't disturb Miss Chujian's business anymore. I'm going home to study."

Liu Chujian stood up with him, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Young Master, wait a moment."

As she spoke, she hurried to the inner room, took out a bag of silver, handed it to him, and said softly: "There are two hundred taels of silver here; Young Master, take it to use first. When the new book is released, we will deduct it from there."

Luo Zijun paused, but did not refuse. He reached out and took it in his hand, saying: "Many thanks, Miss Chujian."

He couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Every time he needed silver, this girl would always help him out in a timely manner.

She never hesitated.

Even kin, sometimes, wouldn't give so unreservedly and consistently, right?

Sigh.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and prepared to take his leave.

The young girl looked at him with soft eyes, reluctant to let him go, and said softly: "If Young Master wants to study, actually... actually you can study here. This young woman won't disturb you."

Luo Zijun looked at her, was silent for a moment, and said: "That won't do. Although Miss Chujian won't actively disturb me, I might unconsciously become distracted."

After saying this, he waved his hand and went downstairs.

Upon hearing this, Liu Chujian stood stunned for a few seconds before hurriedly following him downstairs and seeing him to the door.

Watching that gradually receding back, and thinking of the words he had just said, the young girl's heart suddenly began to thump.

"Would he become distracted..."

Her face was slightly warm, her heartbeat accelerated, and a strange luster suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Luo Zijun walked on the street, secretly thinking in his heart whether he should have said that just now.

Sigh...

He couldn't help but sigh.

The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beauty.

"Cough..."

Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, a familiar coughing sound suddenly came from the entrance of the shop at the corner nearby.

Luo Zijun did not turn his head to look, and waved his hand: "I'm going home to study."

That figure leaned in the doorway without moving, and did not speak again, just watching him quietly.

"Sigh..."

Luo Zijun suddenly sighed again, turned around and walked over, looking at the slender, cold figure in the doorway: "Senior Sister, there's no need for me to explain what just happened, right?"

"Hmph."

The young girl leaning in the doorway lifted her chin, turned around haughtily, and went inside.

Luo Zijun had no choice but to follow her in and explain: "Sun Yan'er and her friends came to the Inner City to play today and specifically came to find me, wanting me to accompany them shopping. I didn't want to, and thinking that she might come to pester me again in the future, I wanted to make her give up completely."

Su Qingling had already returned behind the counter. Hearing this, her beautiful eyes looked at him coldly and said: "And then? Why bring her here?"

Luo Zijun looked at her beautiful, elegant, tender, and charming face and said: "Because I felt that only a beauty like Senior Sister could suppress her. She always thinks she is very beautiful, but in front of Senior Sister, she is like a firefly compared to the bright moon; the difference is not just a little bit."

Su Qingling said with a cold, pretty face: "I am asking why you brought her here? Why would she give up just because she came here?"

Luo Zijun said, "Didn't I just explain it?"

Su Qingling said coldly, "No."

Luo Zijun said, "I did explain."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

Su Qingling did not speak again and picked up the thick Rolling Pin from under the counter.

Luo Zijun prepared to run away.

Su Qingling threatened coldly, "I am going to find your sister."

Luo Zijun sneered, "I am not afraid even if you find her."

"I am going to tell her that you were toyed with by a flower-picking thief outside the city, and twice at that. I am also going to tell your brother-in-law, and tell everyone, that the flower-picking thief who toyed with you is a man."

"... Senior Sister, do you think I was scared into growing up? The thing I, Luo Zijun, fear the least is being threatened!"

"Try me."

Luo Zijun stood at the doorway, met her cold, beautiful eyes for a moment, then turned back and came to the counter, saying, "Senior Sister, I was wrong. It is better to resolve grievances than to keep them; when will the cycle of vengeance end? Let us go back to the days of our childhood, innocent and happy, without fighting or arguing."

The room suddenly fell silent.

The young girl behind the counter watched him quietly for a moment, then suddenly said, "Are you sure you want to go back to the past?"

"I..."

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment, then quickly said, "No."

Childhood was probably even more terrifying.

The methods and harm this girl used on him when they were young were definitely not something the present could compare to.

"Come in."

Su Qingling said suddenly.

Luo Zijun's expression changed, and he said, "I won't."

He then added, "I will just stand here and talk. It is too narrow inside, and it would be too crowded if I went in; I am afraid of making Senior Sister uncomfortable."

Su Qingling's pretty face was frosty: "Are you coming in or not?"

"..."

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment and had no choice but to enter the counter, though he did not dare to get close to her, saying, "Senior Sister, let's talk things over properly. It is not very good for a girl to always be resorting to physical force."

Su Qingling said indifferently, "Help me put on my shoes."

Luo Zijun was stunned for a moment and looked down.

Beneath the pure white, soft skirt hem, a slender, delicate foot wearing a snow-white silk sock was revealed.

And the white embroidered shoe for that little foot was pressed underneath, not worn on the foot.

"Senior Sister, can't you put them on yourself?"

Luo Zijun did not fall for it.

A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit; once, twice, but not a third time—was he really that stupid?

Su Qingling said coldly, "Are you putting them on or not?"

"I..."

"I will not hit you today."

"Really?"

"Mm."

As she spoke, she extended two slender, onion-white fingers and lightly lifted her pure white skirt, revealing the full appearance of the slender, delicate foot in the white sock beneath the skirt.

"Squat down and put it on."

Her pretty face was cold, her chin slightly raised, and her arms crossed—a haughty, imperious, queen-like posture.

Luo Zijun looked down again, squatted down, and said, "Senior Sister, I..."

The words in his mouth suddenly stopped.

Because the moment he squatted down, the cold young girl in front of him suddenly lifted that straight, long, beautiful leg, and that slender, delicate foot wrapped in a snow-white silk sock was placed directly onto his shoulder.

Then, with her arms crossed and her beautiful eyes cold, she looked at him with a haughty expression.

Her jet-black hair hung down to her slender waist like a waterfall, her pure white skirt bloomed like a flower, and the unique fragrance of the young girl, sweet like a flower, drifted faintly into his nose.

Luo Zijun remained motionless, squatting there.

The room suddenly fell into an even longer silence.

He did not know how much time had passed.

The young girl in front of him spoke coldly: "What is wrong? Don't you want to go back to the past? In the past, you would do this every day."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"This is too much!"

Luo Zijun suddenly grabbed the ankle she had placed on his shoulder and then stood up abruptly, wanting to flip her onto the ground.

However, the young girl in front of him still had her arms crossed, relying on her one remaining straight, long leg to stand firmly there, her pretty face still cold and her expression haughty.

And the long leg resting on his shoulder remained steady and secure, and with it raised upward like this, it appeared even straighter and longer.

This young girl was as steady as Mount Tai, passively performing a graceful standing split.

Paired with her pure yet alluring face, her cold eyes, her tall and slender figure, and the swell of her chest, at this moment, it was simply...

"Senior Sister, you... you are amazing..."

Luo Zijun did not dare to look more, nor did he dare to touch more; he hurriedly let go, stepped back a few paces, and wanted to put her long leg down.

But...

Although he had let go and retreated, that slender and straight beautiful leg of the young girl remained standing there stiffly and steadily, with her toe pointing straight at the ceiling, motionless.

This level of skill, who could compete with it?

Luo Zijun suddenly felt his nose go cold, as if liquid was coming out, and he raised his hand to wipe it.

Hmm, it was a nosebleed.

The room was quiet again for a few seconds.

Only then did Su Qingling slowly and steadily lower that long, straight leg that had been raised high; she placed that slender, delicate foot, wrapped in a snow-white silk sock, into the white embroidered shoe on the ground, and looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes, saying, "Were you just saying I was excessive?"

"No, I didn't say that."

Luo Zijun denied it.

Immediately, he wiped the liquid flowing from his nose again, couldn't help but step back two more paces, and said, "Senior Sister, that... I still have to go back to study, you should put on your shoes yourself."

"Bye-bye."

He waved his hand, immediately retreated from behind the counter, and fled from there.

In the shop, silence was restored.

After a long while.

The young girl behind the counter finally put on the embroidered shoes on the ground, came out from behind the counter, arrived at the doorway, and looked outside.

"Swish!"

Just at this moment, a stick suddenly extended from the right side of the door frame and "thwack!"—it struck her foot heavily several times!

He ran away as soon as he finished hitting!

After running to a distance of more than ten meters away, Luo Zijun turned his head back and said angrily, "That'll teach you to seduce me! I'll beat your feet to a pulp!"

Having said that, he immediately fled the place.

The young girl stood quietly at the doorway for a while longer, and only after his back had run far away and disappeared around the street corner in the distance did she lift one foot, stand on one leg, and hop back into the shop.

"Detestable woman!"

"Truly a femme fatale, a pink-powdered skeleton, the root of all evil!"

Luo Zijun walked on the road back, wiping his nosebleed while unable to help but grumble.

For a unique man like him with extremely strong willpower, who was ninety-nine percent immune to women, to be unable to withstand it today—just how terrifying and detestable must that woman be!

In order to concentrate and practice with a focused mind, he decided never to go there again!

That place is a demon's den!

"If I go again next time, I am..."

Forget it, once a month then.

To avoid Master blaming him, and to avoid that girl saying he is ungrateful.

That won't do either.

If it's once a month, isn't that a bit too long?

What if that girl comes to find his sister to complain?

Sigh.

Forget it, let's make it once a day.

At worst, I just won't enter the counter when I get there; I'll just say one sentence to her and leave, not giving that girl any opportunity to take advantage!

It really is strange.

Why is that girl becoming more beautiful, more alluring, more unfathomable, and making his heart race and lose control more and more every time he looks at her?

Could it be...

His heart suddenly gave a start.

Could it be that that girl sprinkled medicinal powder in the shop? Wanting to specifically seduce him, then make him make a fool of himself, finally get a hold on him, and in the end, threaten him and take revenge on him every day? Or like when they were little, bully him and toy with him every day?

Very likely!

Despicable and shameless Senior Sister!

Luo Zijun thought all the way and soon returned to the Anguo Mansion.

It was already noon.

After eating the sumptuous lunch sent by Zhiyuan and giving instructions to Xiaohuan, he went to the backyard, forced himself not to think about that tormenting little demoness anymore, and began to continue practicing his boxing.

"Swish!"

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

When a set of boxing techniques was performed in one vigorous, flowing motion, he finally forgot the scene that had just made him bleed uncontrollably.

Sure enough, practicing martial arts is useful!

Practice!

Continue practicing!

Practice with all your might!

Practice like your life depends on it!

Punch, punch hard, and beat all women, all demonesses, into a pulp!

"Bang!"

A fist filled with anger struck heavily against the slender, straight, and upright wooden stake in front of him.

That wooden stake was immediately beaten to a pulp.

Very good!

Continue!

He continued to practice.

At dusk.

He boiled water, soaked the medicine, and began the Medicine Bath.

When he entered the wooden tub and his exhausted, aching body was immersed in the thick and somewhat scalding medicinal liquid, he couldn't help but groan in comfort; at the same time, that pure yet charming, cold yet alluring face suddenly and uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

"Slap!"

He gave himself a fierce slap to make himself sober up.

But the characters on the wall of the wooden tub suddenly made him think again that he was currently soaking in the tub that his Senior Sister often soaked in...

Senior Sister bathing, not wearing any clothes...

Long hair draped down, skin whiter than snow, face pure, flushed with a rosy tint, and her chest...

"Slap, slap, slap!"

He suddenly gave himself several more slaps in a row.

It's over; it seems he was truly awakened by that female flower-plucking thief, and a certain beast in his heart was roaring fiercely, unable to be suppressed.

Calm the heart, calm the heart.

He decided to think about terrifying things, for instance, that when that female flower-plucking thief was toying with him back then, she was actually an eight-legged spider spirit, a centipede spirit...

Right, a centipede spirit!

He was most afraid of centipedes!

Thinking of such a huge centipede spirit lying on his body, moving up and down while riding him, his heart instantly shrank, and his hair stood on end.

Sure enough, this trick worked!

When he finished the Medicine Bath and cleaned up, night had already fallen.

In the room.

Xiaohuan was changing the new quilt by the bed, humming a tune she didn't know where she had learned, looking very happy.

At the same time, she had specifically bathed, perfumed herself, and changed into a beautiful new bodice and new skirt tonight.

Of course, there were also new socks.

On the bed, a clean, spotless white cloth had also been spread out.

Everything was prepared.

She turned her head to look outside the window, secretly rejoicing in her heart: The sky has finally turned dark.

Her eyes were full of anticipation.

Anticipated for so long, so long; tonight...

Hmph, even if Young Master snores and snores again, she still has a way to get her own way!

(End of this chapter)