Chapter 39 - Hot Spring

Translator: Sissy That Walk

Lin Zimo checked the wounds and felt Luo Qianqian’s impulse carefully, he suggested Luo Qianqian going to hot spring to heal the wounds.

Lin Zimo bid them farewell after he made a detailed prescription.

Murong Yun nodded, while Su Liancheng followed Lin Zimo.

“Mo, let’s go get some drinks tonight, I don’t know what you are going through now, but trust me, you will feel so much better after a few drinks.” said Su Liancheng with concern, he had been worried about his friend.

Since when did Lin Zimo behaved strangely?

Probably since when he told them he was back for the one he loved.

So… Lin Zimo was refused by the girl?

Su Liancheng put his arm on Lin Zimo’s shoulder, “Mo, your destined half is somewhere throughout the world, thus why must you pursue a beauty who doesn’t appreciate you? Come on now, stop feeling sorry for yourself.”

Even though Lin Zimo found what Su Liancheng said made a certain kind of sense, he still retorted, “It’s not that easy.”

But he didn’t blame Luo Qianqian, he knew she must have her own reasons.

She was having a hard time at home, everyone could bully her as their own wish, but now she had got Brother Eighth’s protection, life became less trying.

He just… he just needed some time to digest it.

“Trust me, it’s easy. Drinks tonight, drinks tonight.” exclaimed Su Liancheng.

Lin Zimo was convinced.

“Great, let’s go out and get drunk tonight!” said Lin Zimo. He told himself he would let her go after tonight.

“Now you are talking.” said Su Liancheng with his eyebrows raised high.

Lin Zimo smiled.

To return to Luo Qianqian.

“When do you feel like to go to the hot springs?” asked Murong Yun.

“You have access to a hot spring?” asked Luo Qianqian with surprise.

Murong Yun rose and walked to a cabinet.

He touched a vase in the cabinet and turned it on the shelf, the next second Luo Qianqian heard some rumbling noise from the back of the cabinet.

Soon a dark tunnel revealed itself behind the cabinet, it turned out there was a hidden world of its own behind the cabinet.

Murong Yun produced a a legendary luminous pearl to light up the tunnel.

Luo Qianqian was amazed by the scene, she struggled to get out of bed and have a look at the scene, but she was carried by Murong Yun into his arms before her feet landed on the ground.

She murmured, “I can walk by myself, these wounds are fine.”

“No, too much walking will only worsening it.” retorted Murong Yun.

All right, Luo Qianqian quit struggling in his arms, she knew Murong Yun wouldn’t agree to let her walk by herself.

As they walked further, Luo Qianqian felt it was getting warmer and warmer.

They reached at the end of the tunnel after some walking, Luo Qianqian looked at this place with excitement and amazement.

Was it a natural hot spring? It looked like a wonderland with the clouded-wrapped mountain and mist-covered hot spring.

“Are you okay by yourself?” asked Murong Yun, he put her down by the pond.

Luo Qianqian nodded hastily, “Absolutely.”

Of course she was okay by herself, she didn’t want to take a bath with Murong Yun, plus there weren’t bathing suits in this dynasty.

“I will ask my maid to apply ointment on you soon.”

Luo Qianqian nodded and she asked, “Are you going to interrogate that man?”

“Yes.”

“Be careful.”

With that Murong Yun left. Luo Qianqian put her legs into the water to feel the warmth of the water, then she took off her clothes and slipped into the pond.

She felt so soothing and comfortable hogging a natural hot spring.

Soon a maid walked to Luo Qianqian holding a tray in hand, there were some under garments and a new gown on the tray, Luo Qianqian took a look and she knew this gown was made of yamamai silk as well.

“Your Highness, Prince Eighth asked me to apply ointment on your wounds.” said the maid, with her head hanging low.

“Thank you so much, there is a wound on my back that I cannot reach.” said Luo Qianqian gently.

“Your Highness, no need to thank me, it’s an honor to serve you.”

The maid now raised her head and took a glimpse at Luo Qianqian, ‘wow, the princess-to-be was such a beauty… …’

‘And she was so polite to even a maid like me, beautiful and well-mannered, no wonder Prince Eighth adores her so much.’

The maid took her leave after applying ointment, she said, “I will just be at the gate, please call me if you need anything.”

Luo Qianqian thanked the maid again for how considerate she was before she left. Then Luo Qianqian rested her head on the edge of the pool, somehow she fell asleep.

Meanwhile at the chamber of Murong Yun’s mansion, the man confessed everything.

“Please spare my life, I take orders from the First Lady of Prime Minister Luo.”

The First Lady felt intimidated by Luo Qianqian after Murong Yun showed how much he cherished her, coupled with what her daughter told her about the other night, she decided killing Luo Qianqian was the best way out.

And she was confident enough that Luo Qianqian wouldn’t survive an ambush from a dozen of men.

Feng Qing asked, “Master, what can I do?”

Murong Yun’s face looked icy cold, he replied, “Feng Qing, from now on, you need to protect Her Highness in secret all the time.”

The First Lady of Prime Minister Luo, she was definitely playing with fire when she tried to hurt the love of Prince Eighth’s life.

Feng Qing knew that First Lady was doomed, it was just a matter of time.

Feng Qing clasped his fists and bowed, “Master, I swear on my life I will protect Her Highness.”

How Murong Yun wished he could marry Luo Qianqian right now.

But it wasn’t the right timing yet, he was still suffering Frigid Poison, and he would die within years if he wouldn’t get cured.

He didn’t have the heart to leave Luo Qianqian all by herself, just imagine how people would treat her after he died would give him chills.

With that in mind Murong Yun returned to his room, and he saw the maid at the tunnel, “Where’s Her Highness?”

“To reply to Prince Eighth, Her Highness is still in the hot spring.” answered the maid with the greatest respect.

‘What? It’s been well over two hours now!”

Murong Yun dashed down to the tunnel.

The maid was dumbfounded, “Wow, how great Prince Eighth’s martial arts cultivation is!”