Chapter 50: A Love Story

"Who is Young Master Frequent Urination?"

Luo Zijun suddenly returned after leaving, asking at the doorway.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Bi'er's face instantly flushed red, and she stammered, "It's... it's..."

It's over... it's over...

Liu Chujian hurriedly walked over, her face full of embarrassment, preparing to help explain.

Who would have thought that Luo Zijun would suddenly say again, "I guess it must be a Young Master who is handsome and dashing, suave and gallant, wealthy and imposing, and overflowing with talent. Otherwise, how could he have such a unique and domineering nickname?"

Liu Chujian: "..."

"Miss Chujian, don't you think so?"

Luo Zijun asked.

Liu Chujian's cheeks flushed, not knowing how to answer.

Bi'er hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Luo is right! That is what this servant meant..."

"Meant what kind of Young Master? Repeat it."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said.

Bi'er: "... It's, it's..."

"Handsome and dashing, suave and gallant, wealthy and imposing, overflowing with talent, unique, and domineering. Repeat it."

Luo Zijun taught her again, letting her repeat it.

It was a commanding tone.

Bi'er had no choice but to lower her head, her little face red, and follow along, repeating, "Hand... handsome and dashing, suave and gallant..."

Yet in her heart, she was secretly saying: Heavens, this guy is so narcissistic.

Liu Chujian suppressed a laugh and asked, "Young Master Luo, didn't you leave? Why did you come back? Did you leave something behind?"

Luo Zijun did not make things difficult for the Young Maid anymore and handed the manuscript in his hand to her.

"I was too focused on taking the money just now and forgot about the new manuscript. This is the new manuscript I wrote. Miss Chujian can take a look first, and if you think it's okay, go to the bookstore and help me ask about the price."

He paused.

He added, "For this price, I hope it will at least triple."

"A new manuscript?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Chujian's eyes immediately lit up.

She then hurriedly and happily took it, asking, "What kind of story did Young Master Luo write this time?"

"A love story, I suppose."

Luo Zijun said indifferently, "It's just made up, I hope Miss Chujian won't laugh at it after reading."

Liu Chujian lifted her gaze from the manuscript and looked at him, "Those who write love stories have generally experienced a lot of love. Young Master Luo, you..."

"I have indeed experienced it."

Luo Zijun looked calm and indifferent, "Just a short while ago, I was cruelly abandoned by a woman I was set to meet for marriage, who despised me for being poor and ugly."

Liu Chujian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "That doesn't count as love. However, what kind of woman would actually despise Young Master Luo? Besides, Young Master Luo is not ugly at all."

"I also think I'm not ugly."

Luo Zijun said with a straight face.

He then added, "Alright, I won't disturb you further. Rest early, Miss. You can read the manuscript when you have time tomorrow, there's no rush."

After speaking, he cupped his hands, said goodbye, and left.

Liu Chujian stared blankly as his back disappeared at the doorway.

Bi'er pouted, just about to complain, when she suddenly remembered the terrifying scene from just moments ago. She hurriedly walked to the door, stretched her neck, and peeked outside.

"Miss, Urin... Young Master Luo, it seems he really left..."

Liu Chujian gave a soft "Mm," lowered her head, and looked at the manuscript in her hand.

"A love story?"

She murmured to herself.

Then she went into the room, sat down at the table, spread out the manuscript, and lowered her head to read.

Half an hour later...

"Miss, it's getting late, you..."

"Quiet."

"Oh..."

One hour later...

"Miss, it's time to rest, wait until tomorrow to... Oh my, Miss, why... why are you crying?"

At this moment, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the red candles dripped wax like tears.

Even on the day when the government confiscated her family's property and she was reduced to selling her talents in a Brothel to pay off debts, the eldest daughter of the Liu family had not shed a tear; yet at this moment, her face was covered in tears.

Crystal-clear tears, like broken strings of pearls, fell uncontrollably.

Bi'er panicked and hurriedly took a handkerchief to help her wipe them away.

"Miss, don't cry... seeing you cry makes this servant want to cry too..."

Liu Chujian looked at the manuscript on the table with teary eyes and said softly, "I'm fine... it's just that this story is too moving..."

Bi'er pouted and said with heartache, "That person is truly annoying, always bullying Miss. It would be one thing if he bullied you to your face, but he even writes stories to bully you. Next time, let's not pay any attention to him."

Liu Chujian looked dazed, shook her head slightly, and murmured, "Of course we must pay attention... because..."

"Because of what?"

Bi'er looked toward her Young Lady.

Liu Chujian paused, her gaze fixed on the words on the paper, and she couldn't help but recall the narcissistic words of that fellow from just a moment ago; a smile appeared on her lips unconsciously, and she said softly, "Because that person... is handsome and dashing, romantic and suave, wealthy and... bold, talented..."

She didn't continue, suddenly laughing out loud.

That face, already as beautiful as a flower, was, in this instant, illuminated by the candlelight and tears, stunningly beautiful beyond compare!

Bi'er stared blankly, worriedly saying, "Young Lady, you wouldn't..."

"Nonsense."

Liu Chujian interrupted her. "I haven't even said anything yet..."

Bi'er looked at the expression on her face, her heart growing even more worried.

At the same time.

Luo Zijun had already returned home, carrying a large sum of money.

Luo Jiaorong and Li Zhengshan, along with the Young Maid Xiaohuan, had long since arrived at the entrance of the small alley, craning their necks in anticipation, and finally waited for him.

Seeing him return safely, Luo Jiaorong hurriedly went up to meet him.

"Sister, this is thirty taels of silver; you take it."

Luo Zijun took out thirty taels from the silver he had just received and handed it to her.

He couldn't give too much at once, or it would frighten his sister and brother-in-law.

The reason he hadn't given it before was because that previous silver wasn't clean.

He could use it himself, but he couldn't dirty his sister and brother-in-law's hands.

!

"Thirty taels! Zhengshan, look! There really are thirty taels! I told you, my Zijun will definitely be successful in the future! Much more successful than you!"

Luo Jiaorong took the silver, her face full of excitement and pride, showing it off to Li Zhengshan, then looked left and right; seeing no one was watching, she hurriedly stuffed it into her bosom.

Li Zhengshan said with a face full of smiles, "Zijun is of course more successful than me, let's go, let's talk when we get back."

The three of them crowded around Luo Zijun, returning home with joy.

"Sister, Brother-in-law, feel free to use this silver, don't be stingy, I can earn more in the future."

Luo Zijun was afraid the two would be reluctant to spend it.

Luo Jiaorong hurriedly said, "That won't do! Sister must help you save this silver; when the time comes, it will be for you to take a wife!"

She continued, "Look, the bride price, jewelry, hosting the banquet, you two might also need to buy a house, buy furniture, and so on; it all costs money!"

Luo Zijun said, "What if your younger brother doesn't need to spend money when he gets married, but can actually earn money instead?"

"How is that possible?"

Luo Jiaorong didn't believe him.

Luo Zijun said, "By marrying into a family. Finding a wealthy Young Lady, and an only daughter at that; not only would I not need to spend money, but I could also inherit the other party's vast fortune."

"Slap!"

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Luo Jiaorong slapped him on the back, glaring at him as she said, "What nonsense are you spouting, you brat? Luo Zijun! If you dare to harbor the idea of marrying into a family, I'll beat you to death!"

Li Zhengshan said from the side, "Marrying into a family means changing your surname, betraying your ancestors, and being subservient and inferior once you enter their home; you'll also be mocked and looked down upon outside. Zijun, don't think about such things, your brother-in-law won't agree to it either."

"I was just joking."

Luo Zijun rubbed his back, not expecting his sister's slap to be quite heavy.

"You can't even joke about that!"

Luo Jiaorong kept a straight face and glared at him, "How can someone living a good life want to marry into a family! You don't want to be a master, but want to go be a servant for others?"

Luo Zijun couldn't help but say, "Who says marrying into a family means being a servant? I read a book where, after the protagonist married into a family, not only did he not become a servant, he became the master of the entire household. The eldest young lady, the second young lady, the cousin young lady, and so on, in the mansion, as well as all kinds of beautiful young maids, and even the mother-in-law, all became the protagonist's... ahem, all became completely submissive to the protagonist! Oh right, there were also noble Princesses and Empresses, and even powerful demons!"

"Nonsense! Can you take what's in books seriously?"

Luo Jiaorong glared at him, "Stop daydreaming!"

Li Zhengshan suddenly asked, "What book?"

"My Wife Is Not Right."

"Tsk, the name sounds very..."

"Hmm?"

Luo Jiaorong turned her head to look at him.

"Ahem... I was just asking casually, I don't even know how to read."

Li Zhengshan hurriedly said.

Luo Jiaorong looked at him with a dangerous gaze, and just as she was about to speak, Xiaohuan, who was following behind, suddenly asked in confusion, "Young Master, why is there a mother-in-law? Is the mother-in-law also submissive to the protagonist? Isn't she an elder?"

Luo Jiaorong was stunned for a moment, then her body shook violently, and she grabbed someone's arm, furious, "Luo Zijun! What did you just say? There's a mother-in-law too? What kind of book are you reading? Is it a proper book? Tell me the truth!"

Luo Zijun: "..."

The night was quiet.

A bright moon climbed to the center of the sky.

In the pitch-black room, the shy pleas of a young maid could be heard.

"You... Young Master, this servant was wrong..."

"Don't... don't tickle me..."

At the same time.

Several streets away, inside Bao'an Hall, the dim light was still burning.

In the corner.

In a small medicine furnace, herbs were "gurgling" as they boiled.

And at the table, a young girl wearing a plain white dress was lowering her head, quietly pounding medicine.

That waterfall of jet-black hair, like black silk, hung down over her high chest.

It rose and fell with the motion of pounding the medicine.

From time to time, new medicinal herbs were added to the jar.

On the table in front of her, several bags of refined medicinal herbs had already been placed.

"Snore... snore..."

The inner room.

Su Dafang had already fallen asleep in his chair, snoring loudly.

Outside the window, the night grew deeper, and all was silent.

Only that faint sound of pounding medicine continued in the shop, "dong dong dong dong"...

Lasting until dawn.

(End of this chapter)