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nChapter 39: Hot Spring

nTranslator: Sissy That Walk

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

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

nMurong Yun nodded, while Su Liancheng followed Lin Zimo.

n“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.

nSince when did Lin Zimo behaved strangely?

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

nSo… Lin Zimo was refused by the girl?

nSu 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.”

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

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

nShe 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.

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

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

nLin Zimo was convinced.

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

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

nLin Zimo smiled.

nTo return to Luo Qianqian.

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

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

nMurong Yun rose and walked to a cabinet.

nHe 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.

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

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

nLuo 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

nLuo Qianqian nodded hastily, “Absolutely.”

nOf 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.

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

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

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n“Yes.”

n“Be careful.”

nWith 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.

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

nSoon 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

nLuo 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.

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

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

nThe 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

nBut 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.

nHe 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.

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

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

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

nMurong Yun dashed down to the tunnel.

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

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