Tough Princess : Once Upon A Brothel Chapter 13

“You can't come in. If you do that again, we'll have to call the officials to drive you out!”

“OK, hurry up. I also want to see who dares to drive me out!”

Yang Zijin walked lazily out of the room with a cup of tea in her hand, “They dare not, I dare.”

It turned out that Mu Yunong disguised herself as a man, which learned from Yang Zijin. But her disguise was really unqualified. She was thin and weak, and the radian of her chests was not covered.

Yang Zijin couldn't stop laughing, “Well, Lu'an, hurry up to clean up a room. Tell everyone that there comes a new girl!”

“What did you mean?” Mu Yunong looks down. Didn't she look like a man?

“Prepare some good furniture. Don't wrong her.” Yang Zijin laughed at her wantonly. She even walked around Mu Yunong for two times, touching her chin and saying, “Your figure is ordinary, but for girls, the most valuable thing is the first time. I know you're a virgin at first glance. Even if it can't make a lot of money, it is a stepping stone for you to show your sincerity.”

“You, you…” Being shamed, Mu Yunong blushed like a cooked shrimp.

Seeing this, Yang Zijin laughed loudly again. This was not her fault. It was Mu Yunong who threw herself in the way to shame herself.

“You are too much and obscene!”

Yang Zijin drank two mouthfuls of tea lazily, “Apart from these two sentences, could you say anything else?”

Mu Yunong snorted coldly, “Don't put on airs with me, Yang Zijin. I came here today to inform you of one thing. Go home honestly at once, so dad won't worry about you!”

“What does your father have to do with me? Ridiculous.”

“Do you know that dad was furious by you last night? He even spat blood.” Mu Yunong's eyes turned red in an instant. “Do you have any conscience?”

Yang Zijin didn't care at all, “I don't care whether he spat blood.”

At first, was it artificial or accidental that she wandered outside in those years? Secondly, Duke Mu had already known where she was, but he didn't come to find her. Instead, he asked Mrs. Mu and Mu Yunong to make irresponsible remarks, which made her very dissatisfied.

Now she heard that Duke Mu spat blood. Yang Zijin didn't worry about him at all in her heart. Instead, she thought it was good.

In the face of such a small thing, he could even spit blood. Why not spit more blood to clear lung fire?

“You are really an ingrate!” Mu Yunong raised her hand and was about to fight.

Yang Zijin grabbed her wrist at leisure. “How brave you are, Mu Yunong. You dared to come here to show your authority. Do you really think I dare not sell you?”

Mu Yunong panicked. She wanted to take back her own hand. She hated that she was a weak woman who hadn't strength enough in her hands to tie a chicken. She couldn't do anything about Yang Zijin.

Until now, Yang Zijin knew why Shuo Ling liked to tease her so much. It turned out that you would feel pleased when you teased someone.

“You should know your ident.i.ty, Yang Zijin!”

“I think it's you who should know own ident.i.ty clearly.” Yang Zijin raised her eyebrows and chuckled. When she was close to Mu Yunong's ear, she said, “Didn't you say I was the child of the Princess Royal? That means that I am one of the royal relatives. I was also born of his legal wife. I have a higher status than you. And you, the daughter of a concubine, ran to show off your power repeatedly. Believe it or not, I can break your neck with a click.”

Mu Yunong was frightened by the word “click” when looking at Yang Zijin out of her wits.

“Did you want to give me a slap just now?” Yang Zijin released Mu Yunong, bowing her head and repeatedly looking at her palm.

Mu Yunong grew up with everyone's care. At the moment, even if she was suppressed, she wasn't willing to admit defeat readily, “So what?”

Slapping!

Yang Zijin sneered, “That's all.”

Mu Yunong was stunned, and crystal tears burst out of her eyes.

“You, dare you hit me?”

“Get out.” Yang Zijin lightly opened her red lips and said.

Being angry, Mu Yunong stamped her feet, but she couldn't do anything to Yang Zijin on her own. She could only cover her face and run out.

Standing there, Yang Zijin felt hungry, “Lu'an, give me some food. I'm hungry.”

“OK!”

Clapping…

Suddenly there was applause.

Following the voice, Yang Zijin looked there, but saw Shuo Ling standing at the door of her room. The sunlight of the early spring gently printed on his face, as if he had been s.h.i.+ning.

“Are you infatuated?” Shuo Ling touched his cheek with a teasing smile. “It looks like you like my appearance very much.”

“People like you are sanctimonious!”

“Huh?”

Yang Zijin was helpless, “I look sanctimonious, ok?”

Shuo Ling came out slowly and said, “Mu Yunong is not only favored at home, but also loved by the emperor. You slapped her, aren't you afraid she will bother you?”

“Well, what else? If I hadn't slapped her, should I have waited for her to slap me?” Yang Zijin sneered, “Please rest a.s.sured. Even if the sky collapsed, I wouldn't let you carry it for me.”

“Why not?” Shuo Ling gently pinched Yang Zijin's chin, bowing his head for another kiss.

Yang Zijin quickly dodged, and said sulkily, “Frivolous!”

“Zijin?” Chazi and Yanhong stood at the gate of the courtyard with wide eyes.