Chapter 185: The Scholar Kills and Disposes of the Bodies, and Is Frank with the Third Young Lady

Outside the window, snowflakes drifted down.

Inside the window, two people lay on the bed, whispering intimately while playing with a Copper Mirror.

"Does Brother Zijun not know her?"

"I do not."

"Then how is she inside this? And can she chat with others?"

"Who knows; one can only chat with her alone."

"This portrait is so magical, it looks just like the real thing."

"This is called a photograph; it is the real thing, not drawn with brush and ink."

While the two were chatting on the bed, Bi'er snuck to the door, pressed against it, and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.

"Brother Zijun, why isn't she replying?"

"Perhaps she is busy."

Not until evening, when Luo Zijun saw that the Young Lady of the Bowang Marquis Mansion had not brought anyone else over, did he finally feel at ease and leave.

Walking along the road, he pondered secretly.

The mere title of a Vice Minister's daughter might not necessarily make that Young Lady of the Bowang Marquis Mansion wary; as for that County Princess, he reckoned the other party had already inquired in advance that the County Princess would never come here at all, which was why the other party was so unscrupulous and frequently came to harass them.

However, what if one added the daughter of a Duke's mansion to the mix?

No matter how powerful a Marquis Mansion is, is it as powerful as a Duke's mansion?

Therefore, for the sake of Liu Chujian's safety, he decided to go to the Jia Mansion again tomorrow to see that Jia Er Xiaojie and see if she was willing to move here to live.

Thinking about these matters along the way, as he entered a small alley, he suddenly discovered someone was following him.

He remained calm and continued walking forward.

At the alley entrance ahead, a sturdy woman carrying a load of vegetables walked over.

Because the alley was not very wide, Luo Zijun had no choice but to stop and turn sideways to make way.

While turning sideways, he looked back.

Following behind was a tall man wearing a Bamboo Hat; seeing him stop, the man also stopped immediately and turned his body sideways, seemingly preparing to yield the path.

"Many thanks, Young Master, many thanks, Young Master..."

The sturdy woman carrying the load arrived in front of Luo Zijun, thanking him while turning her body to pass by.

At the very moment the two brushed past each other, a cold glint flashed in Luo Zijun's hand, and suddenly, with a "pfft" sound, he stabbed a Dagger into the other's chest!

The woman also suddenly pulled a sharp knife from her sleeve, preparing to stab him.

But by the time Luo Zijun had finished stabbing her and pulled out the Dagger to dodge, the sharp knife in her hand had only just been drawn from her sleeve.

She could never have imagined that this weak-looking scholar would suddenly make a move, and even less could she have imagined that the other party's speed would be this fast!

She clutched the sharp knife, frozen in place.

A sudden chill hit her chest, and bright red blood gushed out like Spring Water, instantly staining the coarse cloth clothes on her chest.

She opened her mouth, looking at the delicate and handsome youth before her wearing a Confucian robe, seemingly unable to react for a moment: "You..."

Before she could finish her words, her vision suddenly went black, and she collapsed to the ground.

The shoulder pole on her shoulder also fell to the ground with a "clatter."

The white snow on the ground was quickly stained crimson.

The tall man in the Bamboo Hat behind suddenly let out a miserable cry: "Wife!"

He immediately took out the sharp knife in his hand and said through gritted teeth: "You despicable and shameless scholar, how truly venomous!"

Having said that, he roared and, like a furious lion, charged toward that seemingly weak figure.

The aura of a Martial Artist erupted!

Martial Artist Third Realm.

Luo Zijun stood where he was without moving, put away the Dagger in his hand, and the moment the man roared and charged over, he threw a punch that had long been charged with power.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion.

The tall man was sent flying by the punch, falling heavily to the ground four or five meters away.

He stiffened on the ground for a moment, then suddenly jumped up again.

Then, he lowered his head to look at his own caved-in chest, paused, seemingly somewhat bewildered, and then slowly raised his head to look at the youth in the Confucian robe before him with a face full of astonishment.

"You..."

A large mouthful of blood suddenly gushed from his mouth, and he could not speak.

"Boom!"

Luo Zijun had already arrived before him and threw another punch, smashing directly through his chest!

The man fell to the ground, dead.

"I am a scholar, merely a scholar who knows a few flowery fists and embroidered legs."

Luo Zijun put away his fist and then squatted down to begin searching the bodies.

However, there was nothing on either of them.

Killing in the Inner City, they had likely made all preparations beforehand.

Luo Zijun did not think further and directly took out corpse-dissolving powder, sprinkling it onto the wounds where their blood was gushing.

"Sss..."

As soon as the powder fell, a pungent green smoke suddenly rose from the wounds.

Following that, the flesh and blood at the wounds rapidly rotted and dissolved.

Very quickly, the entire corpses rapidly collapsed and shrank.

In an instant, the two corpses actually turned into a pool of pus and vanished!

What a poisonous thing!

Even though he had long known the effect of this Corpse-Dissolving Powder, seeing it for the first time today, Luo Zijun still felt a chill in his heart.

At this moment, he finally felt clearly just how formidable and terrifying his senior sister was.

If that girl wanted to kill him, she would probably only need to move a finger.

After all, that girl had only moved her little hand earlier, and he had been trembling uncontrollably, his soul flying to the heavens; if she added a bit of poison... He did not dare to linger, immediately cleaned up the traces on the ground, and walked away quickly.

A heart full of sorrow sets out, returning covered in wind and snow.

Returning to Junzi Residence, he first washed his hands, then had Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan boil water, took a good bath, and changed into clean clothes.

Having killed someone, naturally, one must wash up thoroughly.

He still had to go see Bai Daxiaojie tonight.

Just as he was eating the meal Zhiyuan had heated up in the room, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

Hua'er's voice sounded: "Has Young Master Luo returned?"

Xiaohuan hurried to open the door.

Bai Qingtong, surrounded by several maidservants and nannies, entered the small courtyard.

As she stepped onto the corridor, she suddenly instructed those behind her: "Hua'er, stay; you all go back first."

!

Those maidservants and nannies hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to turn and leave.

"Disturbing you while you eat, sir."

Bai Qingtong brushed the wind and snow off her shoulders at the doorway before entering the room, rubbed her hands together, and smiled: "Sir is truly busy; you left in the morning and only returned at night."

Luo Zijun hurriedly invited her to sit by the stove to warm herself and instructed Zhiyuan to pour hot tea.

"Does Third Miss have business with me?"

He sat down on the other side of the stove, though in his heart, he had already guessed what the matter was.

To tell the truth, it was a bit awkward.

Bai Qingtong stretched her fair, jade-like hands over the stove, warmed them, and rubbed them together; her beautiful, clear face was illuminated a rosy red by the flames in the stove, making her look exceptionally lovely.

She smiled slightly, warming her hands, and did not speak immediately.

Luo Zijun knew she was afraid he would feel awkward, so he had to take the initiative: "Did Daxiaojie speak with you?"

Bai Qingtong then raised her head, her eyes smiling as she looked at him, and said: "She did. Elder sister couldn't make up her mind, so she came to ask me."

Luo Zijun gave an awkward smile and said: "Actually, I..."

Bai Qingtong smiled: "Elder sister said that you, sir, said you wanted to live off a woman."

Luo Zijun: "..."

Bai Qingtong rubbed her hands again and smiled: "Sir, rest assured, when elder sister asked me, everything I said to her was good things about you, not a single bad word."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said: "In Third Miss's heart, are there any bad words regarding me?"

Bai Qingtong smiled: "Of course there are."

"For example?"

Bai Qingtong blinked her eyes and said: "For example, that you are a philanderer, already have a wife and concubines, and have also provoked those few young ladies of the Jia Family."

Luo Zijun said: "I did not provoke them."

Bai Qingtong smiled: "That's right, you didn't provoke them actively, but you are just too charming, and they all threw themselves at you, right?"

Luo Zijun said: "What did Daxiaojie say?"

Bai Qingtong shook her head and said: "I don't know either. Elder sister said she still needs to go back and consider it. The main thing is, elder sister wants to find someone mediocre, ordinary, and honest."

Luo Zijun said: "That is exactly me."

Bai Qingtong let out a "pfft" of laughter.

Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, who were hiding in the room eavesdropping, as well as Hua'er, could not help but "pfft" with laughter as well.

Clearly, what Luo Zijun said was a joke.

Bai Qingtong gently rubbed her hands, looked at him with a smile, and said: "If you become a Matrilocal Son-in-law, sir, what will happen to your sweetheart? Previously, you were dead set on rejecting the Second Miss of the Jia Family, so why now, suddenly..."

Luo Zijun said: "I have already reached an understanding with her; after all, one's future is important. Matters of the heart all come after that."

Bai Qingtong said: "Sir doesn't need to lie to me; you are not that kind of person."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment and said: "Third Miss might have misjudged me. Previously, I felt that love was the most important thing, but now, after experiencing some things, I have discovered that status and future are the most important. Although a Matrilocal Son-in-law has no status, being a member of the Bai Family is certainly more promising than being part of any other family."

Bai Qingtong said: "You are being so frank, sir; aren't you afraid I will go tell elder sister, or tell Father and Mother?"

Luo Zijun said: "Telling them is fine. The reason Daxiaojie is seeking a husband in the first place is not really for the sake of marriage, is it?"

Bai Qingtong did not speak again.

Luo Zijun said: "When it comes down to it, it is just a transaction. However, Third Miss, rest assured, I will never do anything to harm the interests of the Bai Family, nor will I covet any of the Bai Family's assets. I can write all of this down."

Bai Qingtong could not help but sigh and said: "Although the facts are indeed as you say, sir, I, along with Father, Mother, and the people of the Bai Family, actually all hope that elder sister finds someone who loves her, or someone she loves. Of course, the matter is too sudden, and it is impossible to find such a person."

Luo Zijun glanced at her and decided to take the opportunity to give her a heads-up: "Third Miss, do not worry; if Daxiaojie meets someone she loves, or someone who loves her in the future, I can leave of my own accord."

Bai Qingtong looked at him and suddenly smiled: "I'm afraid you don't know, sir, that once you become a Matrilocal Son-in-law, it is equivalent to signing a deed of servitude with elder sister. Unless elder sister takes the initiative to divorce you, you have no way to leave on your own, sir."

Luo Zijun said: "I know."

He thought to himself: Is it not simple to make that Bai Daxiaojie take the initiative to divorce him? No need for scolding, let alone hitting; just use cold violence, or go out and indulge in debauchery and be a flirt everywhere. Even if she could stand it, how could the others in the Bai Family tolerate it?

The two chatted for a while longer.

Seeing that it was already dark outside and that men and women should keep their distance, they could not stay long, so Bai Qingtong rose to take her leave.

"The final result still depends on elder sister's wishes."

As Luo Zijun saw her to the door, she suddenly turned her head back and smiled: "If elder sister does not agree, you need not feel dejected, sir; my Bai Family still has other young ladies."

After saying this, she smiled charmingly and, carrying the wind and snow with her, waved her hand and left.

When that tall and slender figure disappeared into the wind and snow ahead, Xiaohuan, who was beside him, suddenly realized something and whispered, "Young Master, could the 'other young ladies' that Third Miss just mentioned be..."

"In any case, it couldn't be you."

Luo Zijun said this, then turned and entered the house.

Zhiyuan laughed from the side.

(End of this chapter)