“My princess, this prince will not do anything unfaithful before our marriage! Get dressed and come have breakfast with me!” She always did things that made him laugh, and he really doubted her intelligence.
He took two steps back, then advanced at ten times the speed, sitting at the edge of Lan Ling’er’s bed and smiled.
“Wh-what are you doing?” Oh my god, stuttering again! She was so angry! Dongfang Che, why are you laughing?
“Not doing anything!” He mimicked her tone amusingly: “I heard someone called Luo Ran came to find you, saying it was urgent!” Taking advantage of her distraction, he kissed her forehead and quickly left.
Damn guy, he took advantage of her again. In the past, she used to beat up flower-picking thieves, and now she’s being treated so frivolously.
“Kill him!!!! Hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph!!!!!”
“Dongfang Che, wait for me!” Quickly dressing and hastily tying her hair, she chased after him. She suddenly remembered Luo Ran came to find her yesterday and must have something important. Now Luo Ran will have another reason to mock her! What a headache!
“Don’t come close to me, or I can’t guarantee I won’t do something frivolous to you!” Just as she stepped out, she had actually dressed, tied her hair, and chased after him. He couldn’t help but admire her a bit. However, the princess’s attire was too casual, lacking noble demeanor—worse than street hooligans! But he liked her!!!!
“Oh!
Lan Ling’er lowered her head, keeping about ten meters distance. “Dongfang……. Prince!” she said with a seductive smile.
“What?” He was startled by her change. This voice, this smile! What scheme did this girl have?
“Don’t worry,” said the woman from “Hongyan Pavilion.” “This place is for high-ranking officials. Our sisters work here as singing courtesans, and the other women accompany guests for drinking and dining. Business has been getting worse lately, with customers going to the brothel across the street. If this spreads in the jianghu, I’ll have no place to stand!”
“Oh!” It was just a false alarm; he had thought it was a brothel. Amitabha, how merciful!
“Why did you bring me here?” He angrily grabbed Lan Ling’er’s arm, still thinking it was a brothel.
