This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 181 Confessing to Senior Sister

"Squeak..."

After a while, the door opened.

Luo Zijun lowered his head and walked out of the room.

Fanfan, who was standing outside the door, was surprised and asked, "You came out so soon, you... Hey, what happened to your face?"

Luo Zijun raised his head.

There was a clear slap mark on the left cheek.

Fanfan was stunned and asked, "Who hit me?"

"Who else was in the room besides me? Who do you think hit him?"

Luo Zijun said unhappily.

Fanfan opened her eyes wide and asked, "Luo Zijun, why did you hit yourself directly?"

Of course she didn't believe that her young lady would hit anyone.

Luo Zijun ignored her and left with a heavy heart.

Bai Bai, who met him downstairs, also looked at the slap mark on his face with wide eyes and asked, "Brother Zijun, was the slap mark on your face caused by Sister Fanfen?"

"I did it myself."

Luo Zijun didn't want to explain any more, so he got on the boat, picked up the bamboo pole, and left.

The boat sailed out for some distance.

He raised his head, looking through the mist on the lake, at the railing on the top floor of the attic.

The snow-white figure seemed to still be standing there.

It's not that he is so bold that he dares to say anything, it's just that there is really no other way except this method.

He thought about it for many days.

Finally, I thought that if Miss Bai became a concubine, then the marriage between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian would not be right, and it might not be a real marriage.

That way, the mission won't fail.

Moreover, in this case, White Snake would stay with him and would never marry anyone else, and the mission would not succeed.

This is the safest way.

To take a step back, even if White Snake became a concubine, it would be considered a real marriage, and the mission failure would definitely be better than the mission success.

Once the mission is successful, his soul will immediately fly to another world and he will immediately become stupid.

And the mission failed. Perhaps the punishment is to stay here, and that soul will never be able to return. This can be considered as getting what I want.

Moreover, the voice at that time did not mention the punishment after the mission failed, so it is very likely that the punishment is that if the mission fails, the physical body over there will die directly.

In this case, there is no loss for him.

Of course, it is possible that something might still go wrong with that soul.

But at this moment, he has no other choice and must give it a try.

So, he came to find the eldest daughter of the Bai family, and then got slapped in the face.

But it seems that this method doesn't work.

He actually had a lot of nonsense prepared in his mind, but he didn't say a word.

In fact, even if he succeeded in fooling Miss Bai, this would not be very likely.

If other members of the Bai family knew about this, they would definitely beat him to death.

Of course, he came here tonight not only to say those words "audacious and treasonous", but also to test Miss Bai.

The results were unsurprising.

The other party did not have any specific requirements when looking for a son-in-law, nor did they carefully select one, but just picked someone at random.

If he agrees to marry into the wife's family, it is also possible.

Therefore, now we have no choice but to use the last resort.

Go find my senior sister tomorrow!

At worst, he would just be a bad guy for once, and marry Miss Bai into the family so as to delay her marriage. After he cultivated to the Spirit Severing Realm and got rid of the mission completely, he would... divorce her immediately!

It's a bit despicable, but that's all I can do.

Just think of it as a favor owed to him by the other party in the previous life, and write it off in this life.

From now on, no one owes anyone anything.

After returning to the room, he had no intention of practicing. He lay on the bed and thought about random things for a while before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

The next day.

He got up at dawn.

After punching several times in the backyard to build up his courage, he went out and headed for Bao'an Hall.

The temperature outside dropped sharply and the sky became gloomy.

The branches on the roadside were covered with autumn frost and ice, and the vendors on the road were huddled together due to the cold, stamping their feet constantly.

Winter is coming and it's going to snow.

With white air in his mouth, Luo Zijun bought fried dough sticks, soy milk, and steaming tofu pudding from a roadside stall, and then came to Bao'an Hall with a nervous mood.

The store door is already open.

The heater was lit in the shop, and the temperature inside the house was slightly warmer than outside.

Su Qingling was still wearing the plain white dress. She was sitting behind the counter, pounding medicine with a cold look on her face.

Luo Zijun walked into the store with a chill all over her body, put the steaming breakfast on the counter, and asked with concern: "Senior Sister, aren't you cold? Why don't you put on more clothes?"

Then he looked at her little hands pounding the medicine and said, "You should buy a pair of gloves to wear."

Having said that, he immediately turned around and walked out the door.

Soon, he bought a pair of pink gloves and handed them to her, saying, "Senior sister, put them on quickly, they are very warm."

Su Qingling was pounding medicine and ignored him.

Luo Zijun hurriedly went back to the counter, took the pestle and said, "I'll pound it, you eat, it will get cold later."

Su Qingling looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes.

Luo Zijun felt a little guilty, lowered his head and pounded the medicine, and said: "Don't be afraid, Senior Sister, I just care about you, I really don't have anything to ask you."

Su Qingling didn't say anything. She opened the drawer next to her and took out a few porcelain bottles.

There are ten bottles in total.

Five bottles of Wu Shi San and five bottles of Zhuang Yang Dan.

Luo Zijun put it away silently, looked at her again, and said, "Sister, you have worked hard. Come and eat."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and continued to pound the medicine, his mood becoming increasingly heavy.

At this time, Su Dafang came down the stairs, looked at the steaming breakfast on the counter, and immediately came over, picked up a fried dough stick, and asked while eating, "Why are there no wontons? I love wontons the most. This tofu pudding is too sweet and greasy, it tastes bad."

Luo Zijun pounded the medicine and said, "Master, if you want to eat it, go buy it yourself."

Su Dafang glanced at him and said, "Your senior sister also likes wontons, don't you know?" Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun immediately put down the pestle and said, "I'll go buy some!"

Having said that, he immediately left the counter, washed his hands, and left the store.

Su Dafang ate the dough sticks in his hand, looked at his back as he walked out the door quickly, frowned, and said to himself: "It seems that this matter is a bit serious."

Su Qingling lowered her head, sipped the steaming soy milk, and did not answer.

Not long after, Luo Zijun came back with two servings of steaming wontons.

"Master, Senior Sister, eat it while it's hot."

Luo Zijun handed it to the two of them attentively.

Su Dafang took the wontons, stared at him with burning eyes, and moved his lips as if he wanted to ask something, but after taking a look at the counter, he held back.

After breakfast, he prepared to leave with his medicine box on his back.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but warn: "Boy, if you dare to make your senior sister angry, I will not forgive you when I come back!"

Luo Zijun said: "Master, didn't you tell me last time to beat her up and subdue her?"

Su Dafang glared and said, "You can beat her, but you can't make her angry! Don't you understand what I mean? You are still a scholar!"

Luo Zijun said: "Master, I really don't understand what you are saying."

"idiot!"

Su Dafang didn't waste any more time talking to him and walked out the door carrying his medicine box.

After he left, Luo Zijun looked at the girl at the counter and said, "Senior Sister, what did Master mean by that? Did you understand? Wouldn't you be angry if I beat you up?"

Su Qingling took a sip of soy milk, with white soy milk on the corners of her mouth. She looked at him with a pair of pure and charming eyes, but did not answer.

Luo Zijun said: "Senior sister, there is soy milk at the corner of your mouth, stick out your tongue and lick it."

Su Qingling seemed to be about to stick out her tongue to lick it, but suddenly stopped, looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes and said, "You lick it."

Luo Zijun also went over and drank a sip of soy milk, then stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth and said, "That's it."

Su Qingling ignored him and lowered her head to eat wontons.

The steam rising from the bowl enveloped this pure and charming little face. The pink and moist cherry mouth slowly opened and closed. Luo Zijun stared at it for a long time, struggling in his heart for a long time.

"Sister, why do you eat half and spit out the other half? Doesn't it taste good?"

Su Qingling didn't answer. She finished the last one and pushed the bowl in front of him. She looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes and said, "You eat."

Luo Zijun was stunned and looked down at the bowl.

It was actually full of small wontons that were half-eaten.

"Senior sister, you are insulting me!"

Luo Zijun was a little angry.

Su Qingling looked at him and said nothing.

"But it is my honor to be insulted by my senior sister!"

Luo Zijun immediately lowered his head and started eating.

After eating the wontons, he drank up all the soup in the bowl, smacked his lips and said, "Delicious!"

Su Qingling looked at him a few more times, asked the man to pick up the cup and took a sip of soy milk. The soy milk suddenly overflowed from the corners of her mouth. She stretched out her pink little tongue, licked the corners of her mouth a few times, and then retracted it.

She kept her eyes on him the whole time.

Luo Zijun couldn't help but said, "Senior sister, there is still some in the cup, drink it up, it's very expensive."

Su Qingling did not refuse. She picked up the cup again, took a sip, then stretched out her pink tongue and licked it gently a few times.

After several times, there was finally no drop left in the cup.

Luo Zijun froze in place, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and quickly said, "Senior Sister, I'll go out for a while."

He hurried out of the shop and stood in the cold wind outside for a while. After he cleared his mind, he returned to the shop.

The girl behind the counter had lost her alluring and charming look, and was now applying lotion on her fingertips with a cold and calm expression, as if she had suddenly become a different person.

Luo Zijun didn't dare to look at her innocent and charming face any longer. He went over to pack up his things, washed his hands, and then said, "Senior Sister, I met a friend yesterday."

This matter really cannot be delayed any longer.

He moved a stool, walked into the counter, sat next to her, and continued to pound the medicine. He lowered his head and said, "He is a talented man with great talent. He had great ambitions before, but when I met him yesterday, guess what happened? He actually married into the Marquis's mansion and became a son-in-law of the Marquis's mansion."

After saying this, he secretly raised his head and glanced at her.

Su Qingling still kept her head down, painting her nails with a cold expression, as if she hadn't heard what he had just said.

Luo Zijun glanced at her pure, beautiful white face and long eyelashes, and continued, "After asking, I found out that he had his own reasons. But I think that no matter what his reasons are, a man must never become a lowly and humble son-in-law, even if he dies."

"Senior sister, what do you think?"

There was silence in the room.

Su Qingling finally raised her head and looked at him.

"Sister, you..."

"boom!"

"what……"

After a while.

Luo Zijun covered his eyes, walked out of the security hall, stood in the cold wind at the door for a while, and went to Chujian Bookstore.

As soon as they entered the door, Xiaolan and Bier saw his appearance and burst out laughing.

After going upstairs, Liu Chujian couldn't help laughing when he saw his appearance.

"Brother Zijun should have come from Sister Su, right? If it were anyone else, they wouldn't dare to hit Brother Zijun."

Luo Zijun sighed and sat down on the chair.

Liu Chujian poured the tea and squatted down in front of him obediently. She looked up at his dark eyes for a while and said with a smile, "How did Brother Zijun make Sister Su angry again?"

Luo Zijun sighed and said, "I just told her a story, and she punched me at the beginning of the story. It was totally unreasonable."

Liu Chujian asked curiously, "What story? Chujian wants to hear it too."

Luo Zijun rubbed his eyes, glanced at her, and said, "I met a friend yesterday..."

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "That friend is you, Brother Zijun."

Luo Zijun said: "...First time meeting, he is really my friend. He is a talented man. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect that when I asked, he actually married into the Marquis's mansion and became a son-in-law of the Marquis's mansion..."

Liu Chujian was startled, looked at him and said, "Brother Zijun, do you want to marry into the Bai family and become the Bai family's son-in-law?"

Luo Zijun was stunned and asked awkwardly: "Is it so obvious?"

Liu Chujian didn't answer. She looked at the bruise on his eye and said, "I think Sister Su didn't hit him too hard. Why didn't she hit Brother Zijun's other eye?"

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Well, it's our first meeting. Listening quietly is a sign of respect. I haven't finished my story yet, how can you immediately smear my name? The reason why my friend became the son-in-law of the Marquis's Mansion was because he had no choice. He..."

Liu Chujian said softly, "I think that no matter what difficulties a man has, even if he dies, he must never become a lowly and humble son-in-law, otherwise he will not be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life, especially for a talented man who already has beautiful wives and concubines."

Luo Zijun: “…”

(End of this chapter)