Tough Princess : Once Upon A Brothel Chapter 7 What A Beautiful Beauty

"My Lord, I grew up in such a place as Spring Breeze. Aren't you afraid that I'm dirty?" Yang Zijin raised her two little hands, "I stay with those sisters every day. Would it be blasphemy if I touched you?"

Shuo Ling got annoyed, and a fire ignited in his heart. He stared at Yang Zijin's lip, recalling its soft touch and sweet aroma....

I just touched her for a once and why couldn't I forget it as if I had been obsessed?

What's more, she had beaten him just now. If he had followed his former temper, he would have killed her.

Seeing Shuo Ling's cold face, Yang Zijin panicked again. She was afraid that this man would really slaughter Spring Breeze in anger, so she resigned herself to take off his pants….

Suddenly, Shuo Ling grabbed Yang Zijin's wrist, then released her into his arms and kissed her with lowering his head.

Yang Zijin widened her eyes. What the h.e.l.l did he want to do?

Shuo Ling was obsessed, and suddenly thought about the wound on her chest, so he loosened her again.

But he seemed to be in a better mood and looked at Yang Zijin with a smile.

Yang Zijin only felt a fierce chill, and forced herself not to vomit or wipe her mouth. She said helplessly, "My Lord, don't forget it. I'm a member of the brothel."

"Well, you are a man."

"..." What did he mean? The veins in Yang Zijin's forehead were jumping.

Looking at Yang Zijin's confused expression, Shuo Ling felt a sense of relief. But he couldn't bear to keep scaring her, so he mercifully let her out.

Until sitting in the bathtub, he was still smiling.

However, he just had a crush on a woman without any reason...

Well, it might be caused by the medicine in his body.

On the other hand, Yang Zijin ran out of the room without noticing her swelling lips.

Totally...a complete nut!

"Ah..." Yang Zijin banged the wall in anger, "Why am I so unlucky, d.a.m.n it!"

"Eh-hem." Suddenly, someone coughed behind her.

Yang Zijin turned her head and saw the guard, followed by a beautiful woman as cold and arrogant as the snow of a peak.

"Why don't you wait on the Marquis?" The guard questioned.

"He's taking a bath, and I'm a man, wait on for what?" Yang Zijin was a bit annoyed.

The guard had a disdainful face. Such a dirty place, he didn't know what the Marquis thought, who didn't burn with fire but stayed to bath!

And Qiao Shu might be brought to treat this Young Master.

"You, come in." The guard asked with a poker face.

"No!" Yang Zijin refused without even thinking, "It is the Marquis who let me out!"

At the critical moment, Shuo Ling spoke up, "Come in."

Yang Zijin only felt that there was a mouthful of blood in her throat.

"Hum." The guard snorted coldly, turned around but respectfully led Qiao Shu into the room.

Yang Zijin didn't care too much about it. She grew up in this place, so she had experienced a lot of evil faces. People were used to worshiping high-status men and stepping men with lower status, so she got used to it.

But, she had to enter again?

"Oh my G.o.d…." Yang Zijin gasped dreadfully. But on second thought, with so many people around, Shuo Ling should dare not to do something, and it might be okay to go in.

But as soon as she entered the door, Yang Zijin saw the blush rising on the face of Qiao Shu.

What a beautiful beauty...

That's right. It was an incomparable sight experience to see such a beautiful young lady standing next to Shuo Ling who had a better look.

What was wrong with Shuo Ling ignoring such a beautiful lady, pure and n.o.ble, but noticing her who dressed like a man?

"Shuo Ling, I heard you were drugged last night. Let me diagnose for you?" Qiao Shu proposed shyly.

A voice came behind the screen, "Don't bother. Qiao Shu, you give Yang Zijin a diagnosis. She has been wounded by me. Don't leave the sequela."

Qiao Shu was puzzled at first. She turned her head and stared at Yang Zijin suspiciously.

The guard was more shocked. He didn't understand. How special the son of procuress was!

Why couldn't he have the favor of Shuo Ling?

Not to mention others, Yang Zijin was also surprised. Didn't Shuo Ling really fall in love with her?

And, was Shuo Ling really a neat freak? Just a screen away, how could he take a bath leisurely?

It was really a tough behavior!

"Give me your hand." Qiao Shu rummaged through the medicine chest. Finally, she pulled another pad out of her arms and placed it on Yang Zijin's wrist.

Yang Zijin twitched her mouth and thought that she seemed to despise me.

However, Qiao Shu's face was getting worse. She stared at Yang Zijin up and down with sharp eyes. Then, she looked at the neck of Yang Zijin, and her eyes could almost burst into fire.

Yang Zijin was a woman!

The pulse condition of men and women was totally different. As the youngest medical sage, how could she don't know this?

The sudden anger directly confused Yang Zijin.

"What's wrong? Is it serious? Will I die?" Yang Zijin asked several questions at once.

"What's wrong, Qiao Shu?" Shuo Ling asked in an urgent voice.

Qiao Shu bit her lower lip and threw the handkerchief on the ground. After a while, she laughed bitterly, "Nothing. It's just a superficial wound. Just take a few bitter medicines and you'll be fine."

"Thanks." Yang Zijin smiled awkwardly and took the prescription that Qiao Shu had handed her. She got up and put it under her pillow, and then went out in a hurry.