Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 186 Disturbance

At the residence of Wu, the prefect of Huaiyang, a doctor had already been waiting.

After Zhao Yunrong's two wounds were properly treated, he briefly looked at the condition of Shen Jing and other staff members, and after reading the letters sent from the capital in the past two days, he ordered Wu Zinian to call Wu Qingqing.

"Your Highness..." Wu Zinian's beard was shaking with excitement. His old face flushed with excitement, and his voice trembled as he spoke. He spoke anxiously and incoherently, "It is my daughter's blessing to have the favor of Your Highness. I will definitely teach my daughter well and make sure she serves Your Highness wholeheartedly! Even if I can stay by Your Highness' side as a maid, it will be my daughter's blessing!"

A sneer of disdain flashed across Zhao Yunrong's face, but after a flash, his calm expression returned to its original state.

"Lord Wu has misunderstood. I have no intention of taking your daughter as my own."

When Wu Zinian heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him. He felt cold all over and didn't know how to react. "Your Highness..."

Zhao Yunrong seemed to see Wu Zinian's doubts and uneasiness. He gently patted his shoulder and smiled soothingly, "Don't worry, Lord Wu. As long as your daughter completes the task assigned by me, I will naturally not treat her unfairly, nor will I treat you unfairly. If it succeeds, I will personally choose a good marriage for your daughter, and your future will be further improved."

Wu Zinian was even more confused. He really couldn't figure out what the mysterious Eighth Prince meant or what he wanted his daughter to do, but he also vaguely knew that this might be a good thing for him. After all, Wu Qingqing was just the daughter of his lowly concubine. If he could use this daughter to do things for the Eighth Prince and thus establish a relationship with the prince who was expected to take the throne in the future, Wu Zinian would naturally be willing.

Before he left, Zhao Yunrong added, "There is no need to get to the bottom of some things. It is better to be ignorant. Of course, Lord Wu is smart and may be able to guess my intention, but Lord Wu has been an official for many years and must know when to play dumb and keep silent."

The tone was calm and almost like a casual chat, but the warning in it startled Wu Zinian and a chill surged in his heart. He hurriedly bowed and humbly said, "As I get older, my memory is not very good and I often forget things."

Zhao Yunrong waved his hand with satisfaction, "Go down."

He looked at the door that seemed to be closed by Wu Zinian, not knowing what he was thinking about. He picked up a rosy and tempting fruit on the table and looked at it carefully for a long time. A faint but very comfortable and somewhat expectant smile gradually emerged on his face.

Night gradually fell.

Xiao Guoer has been staying in Tang Jingchen's room. The two of them are so close to each other that they can never get enough of each other.

Somehow, the servants in Wu Zinian's mansion seemed to have suddenly become diligent and unruly. They would knock on the door from time to time to ask questions, such as: "Are you hungry, sir?" or "Do you want more tea?" or "Do you need your clothes washed?" and other similar questions.

Almost every quarter of an hour, someone would come to disturb them, and the two were annoyed. But after all, they were staying at someone else's house, so they were too embarrassed to directly reprimand the servants.

Xiao Guoer touched her boyfriend's handsome face and sighed distressedly, "Are you scared? Have you not eaten well these past two days? Look at your chin, it's become much more pointed."

Tang Jingchen smiled. Not only did he not eat well, he also did not sleep well. Whenever he closed his eyes, he would uncontrollably imagine what Xiao Guoer would become if she fell off the cliff. The bloody scene made him shudder and he could not fall asleep at all.

Ever since she fell off the cliff, he realized that if something really happened to her, his life would be colorless from then on.

He rushed around every day to contact officers and soldiers from towns near Huaiyang City to come for reinforcements. He was so busy that he had no time to rest. He spent most of his time eating, drinking and sleeping in the carriage. He didn't feel tired at all. He just hoped that she would be safe.

Fortunately, she was really fine! She could still be in his arms like this, whispering softly and coquettishly. This was really a blessing from God!

Tang Jingchen hugged her tightly, as if he was holding a treasure that he had lost and found again, and sighed slightly, "As long as you are okay, I don't mind not eating for the rest of my life."

The little girl was so amused that she giggled and said coquettishly, "You only know how to coax people! If you don't eat for a few days, you will starve to death. How can you have a lifetime?"

Seeing that the little girl was smiling happily and no longer worried, Tang Jingchen couldn't help but want to turn the fear and longing of the past two days into a gentle kiss. But before he could taste the sweetness of her alluring lips, there was another crisp knock on the door.

Their lips were just about to touch, but they both lost their temper when they heard the "knock knock" sound. They looked towards the door helplessly, and the ambiguous atmosphere just now was instantly destroyed.

They both couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then heard the little maid at the door say loudly, "It's getting late, are you going to sleep? I'm here to change the calming incense for you."

Xiao Guoer got up from Tang Jingchen's arms and said, "I'm going back to sleep. You should have a good rest too."

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at her boyfriend's fiery and dissatisfied eyes, and went to open the door and let the little maid who was changing the perfume outside in. Then she walked to her room without looking back.

A breeze blew, making the lights in the corridor dim. Xiao Guoer walked for a while before she felt the hot temperature on her cheeks slowly cooling down.

She walked slowly on the road, and from time to time she would run into soldiers patrolling. Even though she usually didn't pay much attention to these trivial matters, she could clearly see that the number of soldiers guarding and patrolling here had increased several times compared to before the Eighth Prince was assassinated.

Now we don’t know how many days it will take before we can set off again. We probably have to wait until the Eighth Prince’s injuries are almost healed.

Just as Xiao Guoer was slowly walking towards her room, she happened to meet Wu Qingqing who had come out from the Eighth Prince's courtyard.

Xiao Guoer smiled and waved to her, but she found that the little beauty seemed a little absent-minded and distracted. It was not until Xiao Guoer called her twice in a row that she came back to her senses.

"Miss Qingqing? Miss Qingqing!"

"Ah! It's Xiaoguoer... Young Master." Wu Qingqing was startled by the person who suddenly appeared in her sight. After seeing who it was clearly, a smile uglier than crying appeared on her face.