Young man, please stay

Chapter 267 Miss Zhu

I just watched sword fighting in the morning and now I want to watch boxing in the afternoon.

To be honest, Qin Lang was a little tired.

Having finally gotten back together with one of his first girlfriends, he really wanted to see something else.

……

"Lord Ben Lei!"

Boom!

"Please let me go!"

Boom!

"The princess and I are just practicing swordplay every day. There's no such thing as love or passion!"

"I see. That means the sword of flirting and the knife of seduction!"

"???"

Qin Lang was even more confused.

Given the relationship between him and the princess, is there any need for him to be secretive when sending her a glance?
Boom!

"Stop, stop, stop! It's too intense! What do you mean, you're teaching me a lesson on behalf of His Majesty? Even if His Majesty came in person, it wouldn't be this severe, right?"

"Your Majesty..."

Tsk, it’s either the princess or the emperor, maybe there’s also... Li Jiao’e!
This scumbag... I really don't know how the princess can forgive him!

"Aha--!"

boom! ! !
"?!"

This was the most powerful punch Qin Lang had ever seen, and it suddenly came out from Zhu Hongling's beautiful pink fist.

Qin Lang crossed his arms in front of his chest, one arm up, the other arm down, and used all his internal strength to prop up a golden barrier. As a result, he still flew backwards, and the several rockery around him were directly shattered. The huge sound almost spread throughout the Princess's Mansion.

……

"!what happened?"

"Don't panic, ma'am. It's a garden."

"The garden... is it Benlei?..."

……

"Zhu Hongling!"

Qin Lang did not expect Zhu Hongling to attack so hard. He looked at the debris on the ground, frowned, and did not care about the other party's identity. He shouted directly:

"Have you had enough trouble?"

"..."

Zhu Hongling stood there motionless, her beautifully curvaceous chest rising and falling slightly. The moment she heard Qin Lang's scolding, her whole body seemed to stagnate for a moment, and then she raised her expressionless face which was hidden by the mask.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

Finally, Zhu Hongling spoke first, and her tone was different from usual, with an exceptionally soft and anxious tone:

"You...you're okay..."

"Zhu Hongling!"

"…Bar…"

However, the words that Zhu Hongling tried to say, along with the final syllable of her voice, were drowned out by Qin Lang's voice.

"Please stop making trouble. I really don't have time to play with you today."

"I...I know..."

"And in the future, Qin will probably no longer have the time to practice boxing with Miss Zhu. Qin also has his own things to do. Miss Zhu, please understand this."

"..."

Perhaps only God knew what a strange and indescribable feeling Zhu Hongling felt at that moment when she heard him call her "Miss Zhu" all the time, and how she felt the unprecedented pain in her heart.

For the first time, Zhu Hongling felt the confusion of having something on her mind but not knowing where to start.

It was also the first time that I felt that kind of irritability that had nowhere to turn to, like a lump in my throat.

What she found most unbelievable was that underneath the mask, she began to feel a burning sensation around her eyes that she hadn't felt in a long time...

No way…

I am...

Want to cry… ?
"Zhu Hongling, if you want to practice boxing again, you should find a proper sparring partner in the future."

"I...cough..."

Zhu Hongling felt her throat was a little blocked, so she cleared it and took a deep breath.

"I've said it before, even if we look at the entire capital, there aren't many people who can practice boxing with me, so we..."

"Yeah, I remember what you said, too."

Qin Lang smiled bitterly and spread his hands:
"But you are the daughter of a general, and you always pick fights with a nobody like me. It's not right, right?"

The general's daughter.

Zhu Hongling's hands trembled quietly, clenched and then loosened. How could he say such a thing...

“So Miss Zhu, I…” “That’s enough.”

"...?"

"Young Master Qin."

Zhu Hongling raised her chin and slowly cupped her fists towards Qin Lang. Qin Lang could not hear the usual carefreeness in her voice, but a strange solemnity:
"I'm very sorry. It is indeed Hong Ling who has bothered me and offended me these days. I hope you won't take it as an offense."

"Uh... no..."

Qin Lang scratched his hair, feeling somewhat at a loss for what to do with Zhu Hongling's sudden reaction:

"It's not like that. Actually, what I mean is..."

"Hong Ling, goodbye."

"?"

Huh? Are you leaving now?

This person was really decisive in his actions. He just tapped his toes and pretended to fly away using his lightness skills.

Qin Lang didn't know how his body moved on its own, and he stretched out his hand to stop a master.

Although he didn't know what to do or what to say even if he stopped the other party, there was a force deep in his heart that urged him to do so.

Snapped!
So, Qin Lang grabbed Zhu Hongling's wrist.

Zhu Hongling didn't expect Qin Lang to stop her. She turned around suddenly and accidentally threw the silver mask on her face off!

"!"

"!"

At this moment, both of them were shocked.

However, the mask was not thrown off directly. The hook behind the mask was still tied to the base of the ponytail behind Zhu Hongling's head. Therefore, it can be said that the mask only left Zhu Hongling's face for a short time, and then was quickly pressed back by Zhu Hongling.

"Qin... Young Master Qin, please don't be rude! Goodbye!"

Zhu Hongling cried out again in panic, then jumped a few times and disappeared into the distance on the roof.

Qin Lang stood there in a daze. Even though he did not get to see Ben Lei's appearance because of this accident, the partial glimpse still made him take a long time to savor the taste and come back to his senses thoughtfully.

"Teardrop mole... um... it's pretty nice..."

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Afterwards, Qin Lang simply told his two girlfriends at home about the fight between him and Zhu Hongling. About half an hour later, Qin Lang, Su Yinping and Gu Jin went out together and began to stroll towards the West Market in the capital.

……

"Take a look, take a look, it's a fortune-telling divination. If you don't pay attention to it, you don't have to pay!"

"Here comes the honey, gourd! There is a lot of rock sugar!"

"Taopu apricot preserves, glass powder, moustache cake, and sour plum soup——!"

"Cooked pancakes--!"

"Hey, this gentleman is so handsome, come and listen to some music?"

……

Coming to the street, Qin Lang walked on the wide and neat street for the first time in a long time. On his left was a woman with a sword dressed as a "beautiful woman in the martial arts world", and on his right was a quiet girl in a light blue gauze jacket and skirt. He just felt so refreshed.

In addition to his white gentleman's robe, Qin Lang also waved a folding fan in a very gentlemanly manner. Occasionally, the fan would open with a "rustling" sound, and four large characters would be written on it:
【Be content and enjoy happiness】

Qin Lang's appearance was already quite good, and he had attracted countless young girls and wives as he paraded through the streets.

Although he himself didn't feel anything, Miss Jin always looked like she had something to say.

"Qin Lang..."

"?"

Finally, Gu Jin couldn't help but speak first. He looked around, then glared at Qin Lang with red ears:
"Can you please put away your broken fan..."

"Huh? Why?"

"..."

Nonsense, it’s not a bad thing that your boyfriend is handsome and romantic, but who would want others to know that your boyfriend is a pervert who is “contented and happy”?

By the way, regarding Qin Lang's perverted hobby, it seems that Madam is still not very clear about it...

Anyway, no matter what, at Gu Jin's request, Qin Lang stopped showing off and put away the fan.

As he walked along the way, Qin Lang discovered that compared to Yangzhou, the only things in the capital were bigger and more numerous streets, and some of the city fortifications were more complete. Strictly speaking, there was nothing particularly new about it, but because of these, it was indeed much more interesting to walk around than in Yangzhou.

To give a simple example, there are more brothels open during the day in the capital than in Yangzhou.

"Chunxiangyuan..."

Qin Lang stopped beside a medium-sized brothel and found that there was a constant stream of people here. He immediately became interested, but when he turned around, he saw the unfriendly looks from his two girlfriends.

"Ahem...Jin'er, Ping'er, you guys misunderstood..."

Qin Lang remained calm and explained seriously:
"You all know my relationship with the Tianhe Sect, and the emperor's side. Whether it's Ningxiang Pavilion or Tingyu Pavilion, they are actually my business places. So...so sometimes when I come across such brothels, it's not surprising that Qin goes there to collect some information with a research mentality..."

Although he said this, Qin Lang's voice couldn't help but become softer as he spoke.

Of course, in the end, Qin Lang didn’t dare to really go into Chunxiangyuan for “investigation” in front of his two girlfriends, but just outside, Qin Lang still discovered something quite interesting.

That is, on the sign at the entrance of Chunxiang Garden, there is a row of eye-catching characters written in large letters:

[Congratulations to me for being selected into the top ten of the monthly list of Beijing brothels in Zhu Yan! ]

(End of this chapter)