Young man, please stay

Chapter 276: Miss Zhu and Mr. Qin (Second)
The Holy Man...

A concubine?

Although they are sisters, the empress and the princess are completely different.

He ascended the throne at thirteen, deposed the crown prince at fifteen, reorganized the government at sixteen, and brought peace to the country at twenty…

His unfathomable strength has even reached the level of a Grand Master, one of the few in the world...

This peerless empress, who had shed blood in the court and had grasped the power of the world early on but had never had a lover, was heard for the first time to have a man.

Then, isn't this man the empress's treasure, the kind that she's afraid of melting if she holds him in her mouth, and afraid of breaking if she holds him in her hands?

If someone hurt this man, let alone beating him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for two or three days, or even just breaking his arm or spraining his ankle, then...

"Master...? Master?"

"..."

After a while, Liu Tianba's face turned pale, and he drank bowl after bowl of tea:
"Why didn't you say so earlier..."

"I…"

In fact, Xing'er also hinted to the maid to inform Liu Tianba immediately, but the maid was stubborn and thought about not disturbing the master and it would not be too late to tell him when he came back.

Liu Tianba was also relieved that he wanted to take action but failed. Otherwise, he would have caused a big disaster and even the Regent might not have been able to save him.

"Go, spread the word. From now on, people from Jiuzhou Escort Agency, when they see Qin Lang in the capital, avoid him and don't ask why."

"Yes…"

"Also, you should keep your mouth shut and write a letter to inform Lord Bai who is on his way to Beijing."

"Yes…"

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On the other side, Qin Lang held the wooden box and continued to happily go shopping with Su Yinping and Gu Jin. However, no matter how Su Yinping and Gu Jin asked him about the box, Qin Lang said it was "confidential" and it was difficult to say.

Finally, it was not until the princess pretended to be angry, took small steps to go back home, and hinted that "she would be in seclusion for the next few days and did not want to see outsiders" that Qin Lang hurriedly told her honestly that, in fact, he had not set his eyes on the so-called treasure of the store from the beginning, but he wanted to use this thing to apologize because he had offended someone.

"Offended? Who did you offend?"

Upon hearing this, the princess put her hands on her hips.

How could this be possible? As long as Su Yinping's man didn't do anything bad, he could offend anyone he wanted in the capital. Was it worth apologizing?

Qin Lang just laughed it off, fearing that Su Yinping would continue to ask questions.

After all, he would never lie to Su Yinping in his life. If Su Yinping insisted on asking, he could only answer truthfully, which might cause unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles.

But the clever Miss Jin is different.

She didn't need to ask any further questions, nor did she need to wait for Qin Lang to coax her. She simply took advantage of the princess's inattention and secretly pinched Qin Lang's lower back hard.

"hiss--!"

Qin Lang grins all the time. When there are many women around him, this has become a conditioned reflex.

"Jin...Jin'er, what are you doing? Are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Pooh!"

Gu Jin pointed at the wooden box in Qin Lang's arms with a cold face.
"The person you offended is a certain woman..."

"!"

Qin Lang was startled, stuttered a few times, and then smiled awkwardly and gave a thumbs up:
"As expected of Jin'er, you are really...really smart...hiss——! Aaah!"

"? Qin Lang, Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just pinched a stink bug, ma'am, let's go."

"Oh…"

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That evening, at the General’s Mansion, by the pond in the back garden.

Biu~
Wow...

In the vermilion pavilion, small stones were constantly thrown out and hit the originally calm surface of the pond, causing ripples that crisscrossed with each other and created chaotic small splashes of water.

Just like this, the heart lake of the person who threw the stone.

"…Isn't it just looking for someone to fight with…Who cares…"

"…If we want, we can find a bunch of people who don't fight back when they get beaten…"

"…I've never seen him so proud before, smiling so happily just practicing swordplay with others…"

"...Miss Zhu...ha..."

"...the general's daughter...ha!..."

What happened to the general's daughter?
Can't the general's daughter be interested in men...bah!...can't she be interested in someone else?
Then who is the emperor's sister! And who is the emperor?
That bastard has that kind of relationship with them, so why does he act like "officials and civilians should not be close" to me! biu~
“…what’s so great about that…”

At worst, I can just continue to be alone in the future...

Being a proton, isn't that what it is...

Biu~
"…We still have Jiao'e…"

Yes, with Li Jiao'e by my side, I'm not lonely...

At least... before I met him...

Biu~
"..."

But why...

Now I am just going to go back to the past, why do I feel like I am losing something... I feel really bad...

……

By the pond, the girl who was sitting carelessly on the chair in the pavilion gradually stopped what she was doing and stared at her own reflection on the water in a daze, not knowing how long she had been looking at it.

"Miss--"

"?!"

Finally, with a call, a small stone in Zhu Hongling's hand slipped and hit the teardrop mole under the right eye reflected in the water, wrinkling the pretty face with a bit of heroic spirit.

"What is it?"

The person slowly approaching from a distance was the maid Li Jiao'e.

"Miss, someone gave you a gift—"

Giving gifts?

It’s no secret that Zhu Hongling is actually quite curious about gifts.

After all, from childhood to adulthood, apart from the rewards from the empress during festivals, no one is willing to give any gifts to a hostage.

"Who sent it?"

"I don't know, he came from the Princess's Mansion."

"The princess?"

As she was talking, Li Jiao'e came over with a wooden box. She handed it to Zhu Hongling, looked at the pile of small stones on the ground, shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were inexplicably dazed for a while. Then she said, "I have something else to do. Miss, please go back to your room and take a bath," and left.

"Tsk... Jiao'e is not still angry with me..."

Zhu Hongling pursed her lips, then looked at the wooden box in her arms. After opening it, her eyes lit up instantly.

Inside was actually a pair of beautifully crafted iron lotuses, also known as “brass knuckles”!
I don't know what metal this metal is made of. It is silver-white all over, but extremely light. The five rings have soft yet tough elastic linings, and the entire surface of the brass knuckles is engraved with fine and delicate lotus patterns. Although it is a fisting weapon, it has a feminine beauty at first glance.

It can be said that it is consistent with both Zhu Hongling herself and Zhu Hongling's family boxing skills.

Therefore, considering the place where the gift was sent, Zhu Hongling almost instantly guessed who this was.

Sure enough, underneath the pair of brass knuckles, there were two lines of words written in a flamboyant style on a piece of paper.

The first line reads: [Miss Yu Zhu]

"..."

Still wishing Miss...Wishing Miss...

At the time, this unfamiliar name had already made Zhu Hongling feel a little uncomfortable, and he was still like this when giving her a gift...

Zhu Hongling's heart sank, and her surprise at the gift was about to disappear. But when she saw the second line of words, her soft eyelashes trembled, and she was stunned for a moment.

The second line reads: [Gift from Prince Qin]

"..."

Ms. Zhu...

Mr. Qin...

When she saw this "Master Qin", Zhu Hongling's heart suddenly became inexplicably flustered.

There is a very magical feeling that comes over me. How can I put it? It feels like…

[Miss Zhu] This title suddenly doesn't seem so annoying anymore.

Zhu Hongling fell into silence as she looked at the two lines of words. After a moment, she quietly put on the brass knuckles on her two beautiful hands, waved them at the air a few times, and then waved them a few more times. Finally, she clenched her palms tightly and punched the pond fiercely.

boom--

The large splash of water at the edge of the pond blurred the playful smile of the girl in the pavilion with her nose wrinkled:
"Damned Mr. Qin... I'll forgive you this time! But... I don't want to be your Miss Zhu~ You're just dreaming! Humph~"

(End of this chapter)