Chapter 34: So Fast

Inside the side chamber.

Liu Chujian, in a pink long dress, was sitting quietly before the vanity, looking at herself in the mirror, dazed while combing her raven-black hair that fell over her chest.

Suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at her small feet beneath her pink dress.

Then, she looked at her slender, jade-like fingers.

"Pink dress, mandarin-duck embroidery, small golden lotuses; red sleeves, phoenix-patterned silk, long jade shoots..."

She murmured to herself.

These were two lines from the *West Chamber Romance* she had just finished reading.

"That guy..."

She remembered very clearly that when that guy came in earlier, he had secretly looked at her feet.

So he liked feet.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

At this moment, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.

Bi'er said from outside: "Miss, Young Master Luo is here."

"Please invite Young Master Luo in."

Liu Chujian stood up immediately, unconsciously tugging at the pink long dress on her lower body, wanting to cover her pair of small feet completely underneath it.

"Creak..."

The room door opened.

Bi'er brought Luo Zijun into the room.

"Miss Chujian."

Luo Zijun cupped his hands in a salute.

"Young Master Luo."

Liu Chujian lowered her head and also returned the salute gracefully.

After the two finished their courtesies, their gazes met, and for a moment, neither spoke again.

The room was quiet for a short while.

Luo Zijun gave a "cough" and couldn't help but be the first to speak: "Miss Chujian, regarding that manuscript of mine..."

Liu Chujian blinked her eyes and asked deliberately: "What manuscript?"

Luo Zijun shrugged his shoulders and did not speak again.

Liu Chujian let out a "pfft" of laughter, covering her small mouth with her fair hand, her willow-leaf eyebrows curved like the moon, her smiling face like a flower; only then did she walk over gracefully, pick up the manuscript from the table, turn around, and ask: "Did Young Master Luo really write this story?"

Luo Zijun said: "Naturally."

Liu Chujian glanced at him again, lowered her head to look at the manuscript in her hands, her long eyelashes fluttering gently, and praised softly: "I really didn't expect Young Master Luo to have such talent; not only can you write good poetry, but you can also write such exquisite stories. This young lady has just finished reading it, and the story inside... this young lady likes it very much, only the ending, this young lady is not very satisfied with."

Luo Zijun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as she liked it.

Actually, to him, this *West Chamber Romance* couldn't even be considered good writing.

Things like *The Plum in the Golden Vase* or *Spring Dreams in the Red Chamber*, those were...

Hmm, there would be ones you like even more in the future.

As for the ending, that was intentional on his part.

"Then, Miss Chujian, do you think this story could..."

"It should be possible."

Liu Chujian looked up at him, a smile appearing on her face: "This young lady happens to know someone, and I can help you ask tomorrow, Young Master. As for the price, you can discuss it with the other party in person when the time comes."

Luo Zijun felt a surge of joy and hurriedly thanked her: "Then I will trouble you, Miss."

"Mm."

Liu Chujian responded softly, her dark, spirited eyes looking at him tenderly.

"Young Master..."

Her gaze flickered, and just as she was about to speak, Luo Zijun suddenly looked out the window and said: "Well, it is getting late, so I won't disturb your rest, Miss. I will come to bother you again tomorrow night, or the night after, to ask about the progress."

"Farewell."

After saying this, he did not linger, cupped his hands, and actually turned and left directly.

"..."

Liu Chujian opened her small mouth, and just as she was about to speak, the other party had already walked out of the room and left with quick steps.

The sound of footsteps in the corridor soon faded away and then disappeared.

Liu Chujian froze in place.

Inside the room, there was silence for several breaths.

Bi'er said angrily from the side: "Miss, you saw it, right? That guy doesn't take you seriously at all; he comes when he wants and leaves when he wants. Next time, let's not pay any attention to him!"

Liu Chujian remained dazed on the spot for a long while before slowly lowering her head to look at the manuscript in her hands again.

Outside the window, the bright moon hung in the sky.

When Luo Zijun went downstairs, he was seen by Liu Mama again.

"Oh my, Young Master Luo, so fast again today?"

This sentence immediately attracted the gazes of the other young ladies and guests nearby.

Liu Mama reacted immediately and hurriedly tried to remedy it.

"Haha, Young Master Luo usually plays with the young ladies upstairs, isn't it always for a whole day and night? How come it's only been two hours these past two days? Are you too tired?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

"My dear good Mama, the boasting you're doing is making this Young Master feel quite ashamed! 'I have matters to attend to at home.'"

Luo Zijun replied with a sentence.

Liu Mama did not dare to speak loudly again; she hurriedly came over, pulled him, walked to a corner, and whispered, "Why did you just go up and come back down? What kind of matters could there be at home? Young Master is so young, could it be that you are already married? Even if you are married, can the wife at home forcibly control you?"

Luo Zijun said, "It's not a wife, it's an elder sister. My elder sister is someone who will hit people."

Liu Mama chuckled, "It's the first time I've heard of a man being afraid of his elder sister. Is your elder sister perhaps a martial artist, and a very formidable one at that?"

Luo Zijun said, "My elder sister is not a martial artist, but I have been orphaned since childhood and was raised by my elder sister. An elder sister is like a mother; naturally, I must listen to her."

Once these words were spoken, the joking smile on Liu Mama's face immediately vanished. She nodded and said, "If that is the case, your elder sister can indeed control you. Since Young Master Luo is so filial, this old woman will not keep you. Come and play again next time."

Luo Zijun thanked her and left the Brothel.

The night breeze carried a chill, brushing against his face like a young girl's soft little hand, gently grazing past.

"Young Master Luo, don't go! Come up, this slave will let you play, no money needed! Really, no money needed!"

At the second-floor railing.

!

Shui Shui was draped in a thin gauze dress, waving her handkerchief at him.

Luo Zijun looked up, waved his hand, and said, "Next time. Later, this Young Master is going to play at Mengxian Tower. There is also a little girl named Shui Shui there; she has a bigger chest than you, and not only is it free, she even gives me money to spend."

After finishing, he strode away.

Shui Shui upstairs was stunned for a moment, then coquettishly stomped her feet, "Young Master Luo, you bad egg! When you come next time, this slave will squeeze you dry! Hmph!"

Other women nearby were all giggling.

"Shui Shui, we'll help you squeeze him when the time comes, but you have to help him pay the money!"

"That Young Master Luo is still a virgin; you lot should be the ones paying!"

"Who are you lying to? Still a virgin! Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Willow Leaf Alley.

The courtyard gate was open, and a lantern hung in the corridor.

Li Zhengshan was sitting there, head lowered, wiping his blade.

Xiaohuan was standing to the side, dazed.

And Luo Jiaorong, holding a broom, was standing in the small courtyard with a gloomy expression and murderous intent, her gaze fixed tightly on the entrance.

As soon as Luo Zijun entered the door, he sensed something was wrong.

There was murderous intent!

"Come here."

Luo Jiaorong commanded, her expression terrifyingly gloomy.

Luo Zijun's heart skipped a beat. He stopped and said, "Sister, what's wrong? I just sent Senior Sister home; I didn't go anywhere else."

Li Zhengshan couldn't help but raise his head and say, "Zijun, it's fine to lie to yourself, but why lie to your sister? Aren't you just asking for trouble? You went to the Brothel, and Ling'er already came to the house to complain, saying you went to the Brothel again to find the most flirtatious girl, and that you even said you wanted to find an older one."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Sister, wait! Listen to my explanation!"

"Smack!"

"Ah!"

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Sister, spare me! That girl Su Qingling..."

"You want to find the most flirtatious girl! You want to find the most flirtatious old girl! The most flirtatious, is it? An older one, is it?"

Li Zhengshan laughed out loud in the corridor.

Who knew that when Luo Jiaorong chased after him, she casually hit him with the broom and said angrily, "I'll let you laugh!"

Li Zhengshan: "..."

After a chase and a beating, it ended with Luo Zijun's constant apologies and promises.

"If you dare to go again next time, I'll break your legs!"

The night was deep and quiet.

After Xiaohuan fell asleep, Luo Zijun sat up in bed and continued to practice his Inner Cultivation Method.

The flow of Qi within his body surged, flowing slowly through all the meridians and acupoints in his entire body.

Finally, it returned to the Dantian Sea.

A night of cultivation.

In the Dantian Sea, that green-bean-sized Inner Strength Seed was still growing slowly.

Outside the window, the eastern horizon had already begun to turn white.

"I have to go to the Academy to report tomorrow..."

"I wonder when Xu Xian will go to the Academy..."

"Right, I have to go find that girl Su Qingling tomorrow morning to take revenge! Pinch her round and perky butt!"

"Sleep for a while..."

Luo Zijun savored the effects of his recent cultivation for a moment, then finished his practice, lay down, and closed his eyes.

"Hmm?"

He suddenly discovered that there was an extra object in his hand.

Small, soft, and tender...

"Huh? When did this little girl's foot stretch into my hand?"

(End of chapter)