Chapter 42: Third Visit to the Brothel

Inside the Pharmacy, the scent of medicine permeated the air.

Su Qingling was wearing a plain white dress, her long, raven-black hair draped diagonally across her chest, resembling a little white flower in a Yougu, pure and serene; she was sitting alone at the table, quietly pounding medicine.

Sunlight spilled onto her, giving her an ethereal and elegant beauty.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The whole piece of medicine went into the mortar and quickly turned into powder.

And as she pounded with force, moving up and down, the magnificence on her chest also rose and fell slightly.

When Luo Zijun returned to the shop, she was pounding several dried centipedes.

It was funny to say.

Luo Zijun was not afraid of snakes or cockroaches, but he was most afraid of centipedes.

Centipedes were his childhood shadow.

Back then, his family was poor and lived in a rather remote area, so centipedes often appeared in the house.

Several times while sleeping, a centipede even crawled across his face.

Sometimes when he turned on the light at night to pee, he would suddenly discover a large centipede crawling next to his cheek, its pair of antennae rustling and twitching, looking exceptionally terrifying.

After coming to the Pharmacy, he tried his best to rarely touch whole, intact centipedes.

Even if they were dead, he felt uncomfortable.

"Where is Master? Did he leave early again?"

Luo Zijun went to fetch water, grabbed a rag, and began to wipe the tables, chairs, counters, and other places in the shop.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Su Qingling pounded the medicine, ignoring him.

"How is business today?"

"Thump, thump, thump!"

"You didn't take the wrong money, did you?"

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Luo Zijun glanced at her and said nothing more.

This girl, she was still angry about being ambushed this morning!

The two of them worked in silence.

Luo Zijun quickly finished cleaning the shop, went over to wash his hands, walked to the table, and said, "Senior Sister, do you need my help?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he immediately added, "You don't? Alright, then you stay busy, I'm heading back first."

Having said that, he prepared to leave.

"My shoes are dirty."

At this moment, Su Qingling suddenly said expressionlessly, "Help me take them off and go wash them clean."

Luo Zijun paused and looked down.

Beneath the soft hem of her dress, a pair of white embroidered shoes were clean and spotless.

"They aren't dirty?"

Luo Zijun was puzzled.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Su Qingling said while pounding the medicine, "I say they are dirty, so they are dirty."

Luo Zijun said, "I say they aren't dirty, so they aren't dirty."

Su Qingling stopped the movement in her hands and raised her eyes to look at him.

Luo Zijun also looked at her.

Their gazes met.

The atmosphere in the room was strange, silent and still.

"Suit yourself."

Su Qingling lowered her head and continued pounding the medicine, ignoring him again.

"Huh, they actually look dirty."

Luo Zijun suddenly pointed under the table again, then bent down and crawled in: "Senior Sister, don't move, let me—ah!"

Who would have thought that just as he crawled in, Su Qingling's white embroidered shoe suddenly lifted and kicked him directly in the face.

"That'll teach you to be a pervert!"

Su Qingling said coldly.

Luo Zijun clutched his face and backed out from under the table; after thinking for a moment, he lifted his foot and extended it in front of her, saying, "Senior Sister, my shoes are dirty too, help me take them off and wash them."

"Ah—"

Who would have thought that the next second, the pestle used for pounding medicine would strike his ankle hard, causing him to scream in pain and hop away.

"I don't have a foot fetish!"

Su Qingling snorted coldly, wiped the pestle, and continued pounding the medicine.

"Su Qingling, you just wait! The grudge of today will be repaid tomorrow!"

Luo Zijun left behind a harsh threat and limped away.

A long time later.

Su Qingling finally stood up to tidy things away, then washed her hands, preparing to close the door and leave.

Who would have thought that just as she was closing the door, a stick suddenly reached out from behind her, struck her ankle with a "bang bang," and then gave her butt a hard whack!

"A gentleman does not let a grudge last overnight! Today's grudge is repaid today!"

Luo Zijun took the stick, and after hitting her, he ran!

Su Qingling turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and watched him run far away. She hissed in pain twice, stood in place for a while, then locked the door, clutched her buttocks, and limped away.

Luo Zijun did not go home immediately.

He went straight to Tianxian Pavilion.

He had just been caught by his sister last night; if he returned home first today, he would definitely not be able to get out again.

"Oh my! Young Master Luo is here!"

As soon as Luo Zijun reached the entrance, he was spotted by Liu Mama, who was standing outside the door, and she immediately pulled him inside with a face full of smiles.

!

Then she whispered: "Chujian said that if Young Master came tonight, you could go straight upstairs. Tsk tsk, Young Master, you don't know, ever since that poem of yours spread, the number of people coming to our Tianxian Pavilion these past two days has been increasing. They are all clamoring to see Chujian, and the silver they offer is getting higher and higher; there are even young masters from the Inner City..."

"However, Chujian hasn't seen anyone, at most she plays the zither behind a painted screen with her veil on, except for you, Young Master."

Liu Mama said with a happy smile, looking radiant.

Luo Zijun joked on purpose: "Mama, in that case, I have truly made an indelible contribution to your Tianxian Pavilion. How about this, next time I come, can I have all the girls for free?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Liu Mama was choked into coughing a few times, hurriedly pushed him toward the staircase, and whispered with a smile: "Young Master, go up quickly, don't let others see you! It's really too busy today, and I still have to go welcome other guests, so I won't keep you company."

After saying this, she hurried away.

Luo Zijun smiled and went straight upstairs.

There were maidservants guarding upstairs, and if anyone else tried to go up, they would be stopped immediately.

Unless they were guests who had spent money and received permission.

As for Luo Zijun, they had long since received instructions, so naturally, they would not stop him.

"Miss! Miss!"

As Luo Zijun was going upstairs, Bi'er ran into the room in a panic and said urgently: "Quick, put on your clothes, put on your shoes, the frequent-urination Young Master is here, he's already coming up the stairs!"

Liu Chujian was wearing a thin pink nightgown, her snow-white jade feet bare, looking at a manuscript in the inner room. Hearing this, she was stunned: "Is it so early today?"

Bi'er hurriedly took off her shoes and went inside to help her dress and comb her hair, muttering: "If you have something to ask of someone, naturally you have to be early. Miss, this servant thinks we should let him stand outside the door for a while later, leave him hanging for a bit, and then let him in! Who told him to be so hateful, always coming when he says he's coming and leaving when he says he's leaving, hmph!"

Liu Chujian finished dressing, picked up the manuscript from the table, and said softly: "Young Master Luo has a strange temperament, it's better not to provoke him into anger."

"Hmph, so what if he's angry? I just want to make him angry! Who told him to always make us angry!"

Bi'er snorted coldly, walked in front, and helped her push aside the hanging bead curtain.

Liu Chujian came out of the inner room and sat down at the vanity.

Bi'er hurriedly brought over silk socks and embroidered shoes to help her put them on her snow-white, slender jade feet, and couldn't help but admire: "Miss, your feet are so beautiful, small and cute, white and tender, and they feel so smooth."

Liu Chujian lowered her head and glanced at them, unable to help but think of that fellow's gaze from last night.

"Young Master Luo."

At this moment, a maid's voice came from the corridor outside.

"Is Miss Chujian in?"

"She is."

Soon, a knock on the door sounded.

Bi'er pouted and did not go to open the door immediately.

Who knew that Luo Zijun would suddenly say outside: "She must be asleep, never mind, I will come again tomorrow night."

Bi'er snorted, had no choice but to go open the door, and pouted: "I'm not asleep! Who goes to sleep this early! Hmph!"

Luo Zijun glanced into the room and asked strangely: "Eh, Bi'er, do you keep a little pig in your room too? Just now, I think I heard a little pig oinking in the room."

"Pfft..."

Bi'er was immediately amused, hurriedly covered her mouth, and hummed softly: "You're the little pig!"

Luo Zijun didn't tease her anymore, patted her head, and entered the room.

Bi'er stayed at the door, eyes wide open, touching her own head, and forgot to close the door.

"Miss Chujian."

Luo Zijun entered the room and cupped his hands toward the young girl inside.

Liu Chujian had changed into a plain white long dress, rose gracefully, and also lowered her head to return the salute: "Young Master Luo."

The two exchanged salutes.

In the room, a fragrance wafted over.

The young girl's figure was slender and graceful, her appearance beautiful; if it were an ordinary person, they would certainly be unable to resist this temptation and would be lost in wild fantasies.

Luo Zijun, however, remained calm and composed, and went straight to the business at hand.

(End of chapter)