Chapter 1328 - 671: Accident (2)
Liu San sneered and said, "Out-of-town guests probably don’t have these troubles, right? Just now, one of my men ran into a clerk from the Jingshangxing Inn who told him that in the afternoon, the inn received a beautiful female guest who asked for an upper room alone. As soon as she settled in, she fell down and couldn’t even get up when he opened the door to change the coal ash in her stove. I reckon she has fallen ill." It’s said that illness strikes like a mountain collapsing; especially in weather like this, even strong men easily fall ill, let alone fragile women.
Yang Mo’er sneered and said, "Playing with someone who’s ill, aren’t you afraid of catching something from them?"
Liu San laughed lewdly, "When she moved in, her complexion was great. Even if she’s sick, it’s probably just a temporary cold. Just cover that little mouth, and it shouldn’t be a problem."
Yang Mo’er’s eyes glittered as he recalled the pleasure he felt with the young widow from the Zou Family last time. Though she was struggling desperately, her body was tightly entwined, and her cries added to the excitement. These pleasures, how can the girls in the brothels compare?
Liu San knew him very well, so he quickly added fuel to the fire and said, "According to the clerk, not only is the female guest good-looking, but her figure is something else: voluptuous chest, slender waist, and especially those long, straight legs... Just think about it, it’s only the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and she’s traveling alone. She can’t be the daughter of any respectable family, right? I guess nobody will come looking for her. It makes it a lot easier to deal with afterward, doesn’t it?"
Yang Mo’er made a guttural sound in his throat, suppressing his agitation, and said, "Let’s go to Jingshangxing."
The carriage immediately turned around and rumbled on its way.
This county town wasn’t big at all. After driving for 15 minutes, they saw the inn’s main gate.
It was already between 9 p.m. and 11 p.m., and the inn had long closed. Even the shopkeeper had gone home to rest, leaving only a clerk to accommodate any guests who might get up in the middle of the night. Naturally, they wouldn’t enter through the main gate. Liu San instructed the carriage to stop at the back of the inn, then took out a key from his belongings, quickly unlocked the back door, and turned back to say with a grin, "Two taels of silver for a key, not cheap at all."
Liu San had already inquired thoroughly: there were only three or four guests staying at Jingshangxing, so it was very quiet. The whole row of upper rooms had only that female guest in one room, so the group walked in with swagger. They had just reached the staircase when a person suddenly appeared in front of them, dressed as a clerk but with an unfamiliar face.
Both sides were startled upon meeting. Liu San said in a low voice, "Who are you? Why is it not Xu Lengzi on duty tonight?" Xu Lengzi was the one who handed him the key.
The dim lighting inside the inn made it clear that the person was less than twenty years old, slender, and malnourished, with a face that was neither attractive nor ugly. It was a face that would be unnoticeable in a crowd, except for a pair of large, expressive eyes darting about.
The clerk stammered, "Who... who are you? The inn is closed, we’re not accepting any more guests!" As he looked them up and down, Yang Mo’er felt uncomfortable with the light in this person’s eyes.
Liu San’s face turned grim, and he demanded, "Where’s Xu Lengzi?" That kid was unreliable. He had clearly agreed to help tonight, but unexpectedly, they had replaced him with this sharp-faced guy. How could they have fun now? What if this fellow spread the word about their doings?
He turned his back to the clerk and gestured to those behind him. The others understood and quietly moved to surround him.
The clerk earnestly explained, "The shopkeeper told him to swap shifts with me today. Ah, what are you doing!" But it was too late, as several people lunged and grabbed his arms and legs, covering his mouth as they did.
Liu San was somewhat familiar with this inn. Holding an oil lamp, he slipped into the storeroom, pulled out a bundle of rope, and tied him up tightly, tossing him to the ground. Blocking his mouth with burlap, he then clapped his hands and said, "Let’s go, let’s have some fun with that little girl first. We can deal with him later."
Despite this small incident, Yang Mo’er and the others were even more excited, feeling extremely stimulated as they quietly moved towards the upper room. After all, they were pampered young masters, not professional thieves, so making noise when opening the female guest’s room door was inevitable.
Fortunately, the door eventually opened. Liu San pushed it open with a creak, and the female guest inside immediately said, "Stop, don’t come any closer!"
Her voice was clear and lovely, like a yellow oriole, making the ruffians swallow as they failed to notice her voice wasn’t typical of someone woken in the dead of night.
Yang Mo’er glared at the last lackey, nodding his head. The man sensibly stayed outside, taking a few steps back and closing the door, ready to keep watch for them. Yang Mo’er looked satisfied, and only then did he stride past Liu San, eager for his share of the spoils.
Behind the bed curtains, the woman surprisingly fell silent. While they were surprised, it was undoubtedly a relief she didn’t rouse the others.
Placing the oil lamp on the table, Yang Mo’er lifted the bed curtain, revealing the woman on the bed. His eyes immediately widened, and his heart skipped a beat, acknowledging that Xu Zhuzi’s description wasn’t wrong. The woman indeed had willow leaf brows and a cherry mouth. As he lifted the curtain, her almond eyes held anger, undeniably stunning. Her tender skin seemed soft and delicate, as if it would spring back at the touch. Yang Mo’er confirmed that no wealthy family’s daughter in this county looked as appealing and fresh as she did.
She was indeed still ill, unable to rise. Her snow-white neck extended to the collar, where the quilt blocked the rest. Although the quilt was thick, it couldn’t hide her graceful figure, which tempted him unbearably. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast a recommendation vote or a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)