Chapter 153 Visiting the Brothel

Today, they really owed a debt of gratitude to Little Red. It was amazing that the horse could find its way back!

When Little Red in the backyard stable saw Wei Dongling return, it snorted aggrievedly and kept rubbing its head against her. Seeing the wounds on Little Red's rump and the traces of dried blood, Wei Dongling felt heart - wrenching pain. She gently stroked its mane and cooed at it soothingly.

Only then did A Cheng quickly clean the wounds on Little Red and apply medicine.

Old Master Lin soon invited a doctor. The doctor put down his medicine chest and carefully treated Cui Huan's injuries.

Not long after, tired Uncle Li came back carrying Jing Zhe.

Wei Dongling stared blankly at Jing Zhe, who was almost like a hedgehog full of wounds. She carefully examined him from head to toe. Fortunately, they were just superficial wounds and his internal organs were not damaged. Only then did Wei Dongling feel relieved, but her eyes looking at Jing Zhe were filled with resentment.

Jing Zhe felt a bit embarrassed under Wei Dongling's direct stare and muttered, "After all... we're master and servant. It would seem inappropriate to come back unscathed."

Hearing this, it seemed he got injured on purpose?

Wei Dongling was angry. "What? Are you satisfied after getting stabbed a couple of times? What if you got stabbed to death?"

Jing Zhe hung his head and said nothing, with a hint of guilt in his eyes. When he saw Wei Dongling coming over with scissors to cut open his clothes and treat his wounds, Jing Zhe felt embarrassed and shrank back while holding his clothes tightly. After all, men and women should keep a proper distance.

Uncle Li took the scissors from Wei Dongling's hand and waved her away. "Go aside! Let me do it."

Wei Dongling nodded. Thinking about the fact that the private troops raised by the Crown Prince were even more numerous than the last time she saw them, she couldn't help but sigh. "Uncle Li, are you okay?"

Uncle Li glanced at Wei Dongling, whose face was bruised and swollen, and snorted. "I'm not you! I was outnumbered, so I just slapped that kid a few times. It's his luck that I didn't break his legs!"

Wei Dongling twitched the corner of her mouth. Uncle Li was really domineering! Even when outnumbered, he still rushed forward and slapped the Crown Prince a few times. Maybe he didn't beat the Crown Prince into a complete mess because of his royal status. It would be hard to deal with the consequences if something really happened to him.

Jing Zhe bowed with his hands clasped and said softly to Uncle Li, "Thank you, senior." He was grateful for Uncle Li's rescue when outnumbered in the Crown Prince's mansion and for his careful treatment of his wounds at this moment.

"Hey! Why be so polite? I heard the girl mention you before. Friends of hers are friends of mine. Don't be a stranger to us. Just recuperate here at ease." Uncle Li was troubled by the arrow that had penetrated Jing Zhe's thigh. He took the scissors and cut open his pants to carefully examine the wound.

Wei Dongling also craned her neck to take a look. Jing Zhe was so shy that he quickly covered the wound with his hands, not wanting her to see. Wei Dongling saw that Jing Zhe's injuries were much more serious than the blood hole in her palm. She felt a bit speechless. Then she remembered that she hadn't formally introduced the two of them yet. She said to Jing Zhe, "Uncle Li is my father's sworn brother. His name is Li Lang."

Jing Zhe's eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "It's actually Li Lang? Brother Li is well - known. I never thought I'd have the chance to meet him today. It's really a great blessing for me to be rescued by Brother Li!"

Seeing the admiration in Jing Zhe's eyes, Uncle Li waved his hand and laughed. "Hey! I'm not that well - known. To be honest, I was quite reckless in the early years. Relying on my good martial arts, I was not afraid of anything and suffered a lot. It's only in the past two years that I've become a bit more restrained. By the way, I saw that your flexible sword is quite extraordinary just now. Can you let me take a good look at it?"

Jing Zhe took off his mask. Looking at Uncle Li like a young fan looking at his idol, he quickly handed over the flexible sword with both hands.

Uncle Li was not polite. He took it and praised it for a long time. The two of them quickly got on well with each other and cherished each other.

Wei Dongling was a bit speechless. Except for the first time in the dark prison of the horse - training ground when Jing Zhe didn't wear a mask, every time he met her, he was masked. At that time, the light in the dungeon was so dim and Jing Zhe's face was covered in blood. Wei Dongling couldn't see what he really looked like at all. Later, every time they met, she recognized him from the scar like a centipede behind his ear.

Now, when he met Uncle Li for the first time, Jing Zhe showed his true face directly.

Wei Dongling pursed her lips. It was really infuriating to compare people!

However, Jing Zhe was quite good - looking. Although he was not young, he looked as handsome and elegant as a young man in his prime.

Not long after, Luo Xunlong, Ruan Niang and the others came back one after another. When they saw Wei Dongling and Cui Huan injured like this, they were both shocked and angry, and anxious.

Ruan Niang helped the doctor treat the injuries on Cui Huan's back. After finishing with Cui Huan, she was busy stopping the bleeding, applying medicine and bandaging Jing Zhe's wounds. Then she turned to apply medicine to Wei Dongling's swollen face to reduce the swelling.

It was already late at night when A Cheng saw the doctor off.

Hearing Cui Huan, who was in a daze, calling out for Miss Wei, Luo Xunlong quickly pulled Wei Dongling to sit by the bedside.

Wei Dongling leaned over and whispered to Cui Huan for a while. After comforting her, she turned and went out.

Yu Haiming stopped Wei Dongling, who was leading a horse and about to go out, at the back - yard gate. "It's not safe for a girl to go out at night. Take me with you."

Wei Dongling wore a hat with a veil to cover the injuries on her face and sighed. "It may not be appropriate to take you."

Yu Haiming stared at her in surprise. "I'm your uncle! I'm worried about my niece going out alone in the middle of the night. Why is it inappropriate for me to accompany you?"

Wei Dongling sighed. "Fine then!"

The two of them mounted their horses and disappeared into the vast night one after another.

Not long after, Yu Haiming finally understood what was inappropriate. Wei Dongling actually took him to the bustling entrance of a brothel!

The Night Fragrance Pavilion was brightly lit and extremely lively at night. Wei Dongling tied up her horse and directly rushed in. Yu Haiming trembled behind her for a long time. Finally, worried about her safety, he lowered his head and followed.

In the main hall, the madam stared at the bruised and swollen Wei Dongling and took a long time to recognize her. She said embarrassedly, "Miss Wei, please wait a moment. Miss Ruochen is receiving a guest!"

"I can't wait." Wei Dongling turned and rushed straight to the second floor. The anxious madam followed behind, shouting continuously. Yu Haiming followed with a dark face.

"Miss Wei, you can't do this!"

Wei Dongling ignored the madam's obstruction at all. After a little inquiry, she kicked open the private room where Miss Ruochen, the top courtesan of the Night Fragrance Pavilion, lived.

The two wooden doors were kicked open. A vague and alluring fragrance wafted out of the room, making Yu Haiming's heart skip a beat. Behind the screen, on the large red - carved wooden bed, a thin layer of bed curtain clearly showed two ambiguous and entangled bodies to everyone.

"Who is it?" A young man's voice on the bed was full of surprise and anger. He quickly and clumsily put on his clothes.

Miss Ruochen, however, calmly put on a thin veil, covering the magnificent expanse of her chest.

Wei Dongling stared in disbelief. Was she doing it on purpose? That tiny piece of veil could hardly cover anything!

Behind her, Yu Haiming's face quickly turned red with embarrassment. He took a step back, lowered his head and stared at his nose, with his ear tips completely red.