"Yeah," said s.h.i.+ Weiming with a joking smile. He didn't think there was anything wrong. "Zijin, I can tell you that the well-known Marquis Shuo is more than twenty without flirting with a single girl. Since Father has been worried for a long time, I hold the party to give him some opportunity to meet girls. But to be honest, I don't believe that he can understand."

Yang Zijin clenched her fist, standing still silently.

Simultaneously, realizing that the situation had subsided a lot, Madam Yang waved her hands to ask everyone's heads to be lowered in order not to be noticed by others. She just hoped that the two big bugs would leave immediately so that the Spring Breeze would get out of the trouble.

s.h.i.+ Weiming suddenly understood, laughing and touching his nose, "Shuo Ling, Zijin is an interesting guy. I have wanted to make you two meet each other for a long time. It must be destiny. You know, no discord no concord."

"Thank you, Your Highness, but there is a huge gap between Marquis and me, so I have never hoped that we would have some connections," said Yang Zijin with a poker face.

This sudden calamity was just a joke of s.h.i.+ Weiming!?

Smiling awkwardly, s.h.i.+ Weiming held Yang Zijin's arm and said softly, "It's ridiculous that a Prince wanders in the brothel, so I had to conceal my real name in order not to be noticed. Zijin, you don't mind it, do you?"

"Of course not, Your Highness." Yang Zijin took a step back, holding her chest, "It has nothing to do with me and the Spring Breeze. Your Lords.h.i.+p, for very pity's sake, have mercy on us."

Shuo Ling tied his s.h.i.+rt unhurriedly, looking at Yang Zijin and smiling again, "Are you the manager of Spring Breeze?"

"No, but my mother is," Yang Zijin lowered her head again, with kind words and deeds, for fear of being caught out.

"The younger master?" Shuo Ling chuckled, "Ah, you are good at martial arts."

With a little ominous premonition! Yang Zijin wondered what he meant. Irony?

Also, he had intended to kill me previously and suddenly began to joke. Personality split?

Shuo Ling glanced at Yang Zijin a few more times. She seemed to beg for mercy, with speaking menially and in a good manner. But Shuo Ling just felt that this little girl was proud.

She was pretending to be innocent and pitiful. In fact, with many evil thoughts in mind, she must be extremely daring.

"Ahem," s.h.i.+ Weiming smiled again, "Shuo Ling, maybe I was over the top, and I hope you don't care too much. I will bring out the delicious old wine made by Zijin here to pay you the crime, OK?"

Yang Zijin looked at s.h.i.+ Weiming with a cold face, and said, "It was a pity that the old wine was broken last night."

Slight annoyance filled with s.h.i.+ Weiming's eyes, but he still laughed, "How about..."

Realizing the subtle change in s.h.i.+ Weiming, Yang Zijin felt a little bit disappointed.

It was because of her own ignorance that they even became friends. Any change in his ideas might kill herself. It seemed that she had better avoid meeting him in the future.

Furthermore, Linglong was not a good person, but she could also be regarded as the cash cow of Spring Breeze. Now, she died just because of s.h.i.+ Wei Ming's ridiculous joke. How could Yang Zijin keep calm?

"Spring Breeze is a shabby place. I'm afraid it will dirty your feet!"

What's more, Spring Breeze was the victim, both inside and outside. s.h.i.+ Weiming even wanted to play up to Ling Shuo with her wine. It was too ridiculous!

However, with such tremendous disparity between them, Yang Zijin could only use such naive methods to retaliate.

Thinking of this, Yang Zijin said seriously, "I am green and inexperienced and have been so frightened today. I dare not blame, but probably I can never make such delicious wine anymore, so your highness, please do not come back in the future."

A bit awkwardly, s.h.i.+ Weiming stood aside, seemingly deliberating something.

Yang Zijin set her sight aside, lowered her head and said to Shuo Ling, "Your Lords.h.i.+p, now that Spring Breeze is in a mess, I will call on to apologize for an offence another day."

"Well, I am waiting for you," Shuo Ling nodded slightly, grabbed Yang Zijin's arm, and wiped the b.l.o.o.d.y sword on her back.

Yang Zijin felt a little speechless. Why did he use her clothes as a rag?

Fine, he was so distinguished!

But Shuo Ling was a little surprised. When he got close to Yang Zijin, smelling an aroma featured in maiden, he suddenly felt refreshed like a spring breeze.

Furthermore, Shuo Ling was much taller than Yang Zijin. When he looked down, he saw her neck like a smooth jade. Alongside the collar, there was some striking dark bruise and the dim cleavage.

How would it feel...

Suddenly, Shuo Ling let her go.

Yang Zijin was bewildered, looking up at Shuo Ling, but saw that his expression was a little serious.

Sure enough, he was so moody!

With the sword back in his sheath, Shuo Ling frowned. He wanted to leave, but didn't want to leave either.

"How is the injury?" Shuo Ling asked suddenly without any apparent emotion.

Yang Zijin hesitated. Marquis Shuo had both killed and beaten people. Why did he start to care about her again just after wiping the sword with her clothes?

"Your Lords.h.i.+p ... you have an excellent Kungfu, and it is my honor to experience it today. It's really hard to bear it." Yang Zijin smiled.

Shuo Ling nodded and asked, "Where is your room?"

"What?"

"Prepare water, please. I want to take a bath," said Shuo Ling looked as usual. Looking around for a while, he determined that Yang Zijin's boudoir was in the backyard and walked there.