Urbaner Blumentraum - Kapitel 191
The pleasant voice gave a soft "hmm," and from the side of the blue curtain, a delicate and beautiful hand emerged. The skin was as white as jade, the fingers as slender as spring onions, and a mutton-fat jade bracelet adorned her fair wrist. However, her slender wrist seemed unable to bear even the weight of the bracelet.
The girl in pink gently raised her arm, and a beautiful hand lightly rested on her wrist. Then, the carriage curtain was slowly lifted by another pretty maid in light green, and a young woman gracefully stepped out of the carriage.
She was a very young woman. My first impression of her was that her skin was extremely white, not the healthy, rosy complexion of a young girl, but a pale, almost sickly pallor. Her jet-black hair appeared even darker against her skin, like a raven's wing. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, but her lips were very pale, with only a slight hint of pink.
This woman may not be exceptionally beautiful, but her every move exudes elegance and natural nobility, clearly indicating that she comes from an extraordinary background.
Zhu Huihui craned his neck to look. He was always mischievous, habitually harassing women on the street, from elderly women in their sixties and seventies to toddlers of two or three years old—he'd touched women of all ages. But this woman before him, with her delicate and frail appearance, somehow prevented even this little lecher from having any improper thoughts. He just thought maliciously, "This woman is so white, it's like she's had all her blood drained. Hey, she's practically a match for that old man pretending to be an old man—she's incredibly white!"
The old man in blue went to arrange the carriages and horses, while two maids helped the woman slowly walk into the shop.
Tsk! Tsk! Last time I saw a daughter of a prefect, she was just like that. She was clearly big and strong, but she pretended to be delicate and weak, with two maids supporting her. She walked with a swaying gait, almost exhausting the maids. — This woman also had two maids supporting her, so she must at least be the daughter of a prefect, right?
The maid in the pink dress entered the shop and immediately spotted the filthy man in the corner, his lecherous eyes staring at her young mistress, looking her up and down, and swaying his head in a lascivious manner. She was furious and walked over to him, slamming her hand heavily on his table: "What are you looking at?" The table shook, dishes and bowls jumped up and down, making a loud clattering noise.
Zhu Huihui had spent years mingling in the streets and alleys. He hadn't learned any other skills, but he had become very shrewd. The maid made a simple gesture, but he noticed that she had a strange thing hidden in her sleeve. It was a black sheath, tied to her arm with a leather belt, with gold thread wrapped around the handle and inlaid with two stones that looked very valuable.
Oh no! This thing must be a hidden dagger! I remember once watching people gamble at a casino, and an old man, who had lost so much he was blinded by greed, pulled this thing out of his sleeve and started stabbing around wildly…
A quick glance revealed a short knife hanging from the waist of the green-clad maid. Although it was only a little over a foot long, it was more than enough to chop off a head!
Having been hunted down for days and learned countless lessons, Zhu Huihui saw the two maids carrying weapons and knew they were probably some people he couldn't afford to offend. Without saying a word, he shoveled all the leftover food on the table into his rice bowl, then stood up, grabbed the bowl, and ran out of the shop.
The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Two: Chapter Eleven (4)
They might be the woman who tried to kill the old man. We need to stay away, lest they get chopped up in the process! Damn it! I can't even have a peaceful meal!
Feng Xuese peered through the gap in the screen and saw that Zhu Huihui was moving faster than a rabbit. She couldn't help but smile slightly. This guy is really a coward!
He glanced at the mistress and her two servants, a slight doubt creeping into his heart. From the sound of their footsteps, he could tell that although the young lady's steps were light, her gait was weak, clearly indicating a frail body. The two maids, on the other hand, moved silently; although their martial arts skills were yet to be seen, their lightness of movement was at least quite impressive.
However, of the four, he was most interested in the old man in blue. Although the old man had only casually raised his arm to stop people, he had displayed very profound internal strength...
The window next to him rattled, and he casually turned around to see Zhu Huihui, who had run a long way but then returned to warn the old man to be careful.
Feng Xuese nodded to Zhu Huihui. Since she had rested enough, she stood up, placed a piece of silver on the table, and prepared to leave the shop.
Outside the screen, two maids were busy at work. One was wiping the tables and chairs again because she was worried that they weren't clean, while the other was urging the waiter to scald the cups, plates, and bowls with boiling water.
The young lady did not sit down for the time being, but stood there gracefully with a smile on her face, patiently watching the maids busy themselves.
As Feng Xuese approached the door, she had to pass by her. The young lady was very well-mannered; seeing that she was blocking someone's way, she curtsied apologetically and stepped aside.
Earlier, Zhu Huihui had been picking and choosing among the dishes, throwing away all the ones she didn't like on the ground. Although the waiter had cleaned it up, one lotus seed still slipped through the net. The young lady accidentally stepped on it, slipped, and fell backward.
Such a dignified and noble young lady, it would be so beautiful if she fell flat on her face...
The maids rushed over in alarm to help, only to see the young master, who had already walked past, suddenly turn back, extend his arm, and support his mistress's back in mid-air, gently helping her up: "Be careful!"
The young lady, still shaken, blushed slightly and curtsied, saying, "Thank you, young master!"
Although Feng Xuese was free-spirited, he had been traveling the world for many years and always observed proper etiquette in front of women. He smiled and returned the greeting, saying, "Miss, you're too kind!" He nodded slightly and walked out of the shop.
As they passed by the old man in blue robes who had just finished tidying up the carriage, the old man in blue robes immediately stopped and looked over with a pair of sharp eyes.
Feng Xuese pretended not to notice and walked straight towards the official road, with Zhu Huihui following behind, constantly chuckling slyly.
Feng Xuese felt a chill run down her spine from his laughter, abruptly stopped, and said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhu Huihui wanted to put on a serious face, but his wicked thoughts just wouldn't let him stay silent: "Hero, it's not that I like to criticize you, but if you want to seduce a young lady, you have to say a few more words. At least you should say 'May I ask your name, young lady,' and then introduce yourself, 'I am twenty-two years old this year, I own a hundred acres of fertile land, and I am still unmarried...'"
Feng Xuese frowned: "What are you talking about?"
Zhu Huihui nudged him with his shoulder as if they were old friends, and said with a sly smile, "Great hero, don't pretend. I... I've seen countless plays in my life, and I knew that your actions just now were a prelude to adultery in the play!"
"..."
This guy is really a scoundrel! Feng Xuese lightly slashed his dark neck with her sheathed sword: "No more nonsense!"
Zhu Huihui shrank his neck, looking sullen: "Great hero, I know it's easier for you to chop my head than to chop ribs, so please stop reminding me!"
Feng Xuese took a few steps toward the official road towards Chenzhou and said coldly, "Are you that afraid of having your head chopped off?"
Zhu Huihui said, "This...it seems like everyone's afraid, right? Aren't you afraid?" Strange, does that mean the old man's head can be reattached after being cut off? Or can a new head grow from his neck?
The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Two: Chapter Eleven (5)
He couldn't help but say, "My mother says I'm tough and resilient, that I won't die no matter what I do. As long as someone doesn't 'crack' my head off, even if my stomach is torn, I can just patch it up and keep using it. Great hero, is your head also very resilient, able to be reattached if it breaks off, and grow back if it falls off?"
What utter nonsense is this! Feng Xuese once again felt the helplessness of talking to a brick wall.
He looked at Zhu Huihui suspiciously: "Are you really stupid or just pretending?"
If you call him stupid, he's more cunning than anyone else when it comes to petty theft, backstabbing, and cowardice; but if you call him smart, he's not only uneducated and illiterate, but he also can't understand what normal people are saying!
"I'm not stupid! My mother always says that although my father is a pig, a blind pig who's stupid to death, I'm smarter than anyone else!" The two got onto the official road, and Zhu Huihui looked at the straight and wide road in front of him and asked, "Great hero, how far is Shenzhou that you mentioned?"
"It's Chenzhou!" He arrived just as I was saying that he was speaking in a white tongue. "It's about fifty li away."
"It's so far!" Zhu Huihui complained incessantly, "Fifty li, my feet are going to rot from walking!"
Feng Xuese looked down and saw that he was still wearing the same tattered cloth shoes he had first met, only now they were even more worn out, with his ten dirty toes sticking out. Looking up, perhaps because he was always begging for mercy on the ground, his trousers had a large hole in them, revealing his dark knees. His shirt was already almost ripped, and now it had several more large tears. His hair was just tied up in a messy bun. As for his face and hands, well, let's not even talk about them. I bet no one in the world has ever seen what he originally looked like.
Sigh! He wasn't really human to begin with, and after days of running around and escaping several times, this guy is now completely inhuman!
Feng Xuese sighed deeply, somewhat blaming herself for her negligence.
"Let's go." He took the lead and walked forward.