Chapter 117 World Five (Nineteen)
Rong Zhao's thick eyebrows were knitted together, like a thick mass of ink that couldn't be dispersed. His eagle-like eyes, piercing like a hawk, sent a wave of panic through anyone who saw them. Bao Shan's heart pounded, believing Rong Zhao had understood the whole story, realizing that she, a mere maid, had nearly cost him his fortune. She was immediately filled with anger.
Bao Shan was good at reading people's expressions and was aware of the current situation. If she wanted to win Rong Zhao's favor, she would have to act as if she was forced to do so and looked pitiful.
She stretched out her soft and delicate hands and gently pushed against the hot chest that was blocking her way.
Her soft and slender body tentatively stretched out her feet and stretched them towards the ground, trying to break free from Rong Zhao's arms.
Rong Zhao was immersed in anger at being deceived by the word games in the promises of the rich and powerful because he could not read. In the eyes of ordinary people like Rong Zhao, the so-called treasures were the white silver and the golden ingots, not the arrogant Princess Chunru.
Rong Zhao was feeling depressed, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the beautiful woman in his arms trying to break free from his embrace and run away.
Rong Zhao was shocked: now that the gold and silver rewards were gone, how could he let the weak beauty escape?
Therefore, as soon as Baoshan's toes touched the ground, the tightly furrowed brows on her face relaxed and her moist red lips lifted slightly.
The next moment, the treasure fan was pulled back into Rong Zhao's arms with his strong and powerful arms, and the whole person flew into the air and was carried on Rong Zhao's shoulders.
Bao Shan's voice was soft, tinged with a hint of shame and anger: "There's nothing wrong between you and me. Besides, you're planning to marry the princess, so why are you doing something so outrageous? Are you trying to bully me because I'm powerless and can't stop you..."
At the end of the words, there were already faint sobbing sounds.
If a man who had experienced many romantic affairs and had seen the scheming and tactics of the women in the inner court heard these words, he would definitely argue with Bao Shan: It was you who seduced me first and made me restless, so why are you pretending to be innocent and crying and blaming me for bullying you?
But Rong Zhao had no idea of these schemes and tactics. He only knew that his prize, the timid little beauty, was about to leave him. Rong Zhao's idea was simple: if he touched the treasure fan, it would be his. How could she escape?
Hearing Baoshan's gentle crying, Rong Zhao's brows furrowed even more. He had never coaxed a girl, only dealt with wild beasts.
At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to use the method of taming wild beasts to coax Bao Shan. Rong Zhao's thoughts turned: wild beasts have wild temperaments and thick skin and flesh, and any torture is not too much.
The precious fan was like a fragile porcelain vase, which would break into pieces if touched even slightly.
He used his big hand to lift up Baoshan's dress, revealing her snow-white underwear.
Rong Zhao controlled his strength and slapped Bao Shan's soft buttocks.
Even through the cloth, Rong Zhao could feel the soft shape, which was just as small and soft as its owner.
He tried to soften his voice, but it was very stiff: "You are mine, you are not allowed to run away."
Bao Shan was almost ashamed and angry to be treated like this by Rong Zhao, but her heart gradually calmed down.
Her clear eyes were covered with mist. Through the vapor, Baoshan saw the main door of the side hall. The maid carefully opened a gap, as if she wanted to peek into the situation in the side hall.
Therefore, Rong Zhao's method of coaxing people did not work.
Baoshan, who was lying on his shoulder, cried even louder.
Rong Zhao stiffened at the sound. His facial hair obscured his expression, but only Rong Zhao could sense the burning heat in his cheeks and the strangeness in his body.
Hearing such crying, he didn't want to continue comforting her. Instead, he wanted Bao Shan to cry even more, preferably because of him, or because of other private matters...
Rong Zhao thought to himself: He is truly a wild and untamed barbarian. Even the sound of a woman crying can make him restless.
The maid who wanted to peek secretly was almost frightened when she saw Rong Zhao's gloomy expression.
She touched her chest, steadying her pounding heartbeat, and left in a hurry.
The night was quiet. A maid was walking down a small path when she suddenly stopped and looked toward the side hall. Seeing the figures embracing in the flickering candlelight, her face flushed. She spat softly and cursed, "What a natural seductress! She's even capable of seducing such a rude man!"
The maid naturally knew that Baoshan was following the queen's orders to seduce Rong Zhao.
But when Baoshan really became the one who did it, the maid felt that it was Baoshan's loose nature that made her feel disgusted by being an unmatched pair with a wild man who could catch wild beasts.
When the Queen learned that Rong Zhao had inherited the precious fan's body, she was overjoyed and hurriedly took Princess Chunru to "catch the adulterer." Princess Chunru was relieved to know that the matter had been accomplished and she no longer had to worry about the promise.
On the way to the side hall, Princess Chunru recalled the handsome face she had dreamed of during her nap. Blushing, she told the queen, "I will no longer make these promises. I have already made up my mind about the person I will marry.
I have that man's face memorized in my mind. I just need to find a top-notch artist to paint his face."
The Queen took Princess Chunru's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, we'll post the portrait in every corner of the royal land, and you'll definitely find your ideal partner."
Princess Chunru nodded slightly, her heart full of longing.
The two stopped in front of the side hall, and the timid voices from the hall floated over softly, making people's hearts surge.
Seeing this, the maid who led the way took the initiative to step forward and open the door of the palace.
The maid only saw crystal beads of sweat sliding across the honey-colored skin, and the snow-white skin next to it was as white as mutton-fat jade, which made people's mouths dry at the sight.
The gap in the palace door was only ten feet wide, and the maid came face to face with Rong Zhao, who had a cold expression.
The maid only saw the golden nanmu chair that Princess Chunru personally selected flying towards her.
She was so frightened that she took several steps back and fell to the ground. She no longer had the courage to open the door of the palace.
The golden nanmu chair hit the door with a loud noise, which silenced everyone outside the side hall.
They heard rustling sounds coming from the hall, but could only stand quietly outside the door.
After a while, it was the queen's maid who opened the door.
Rong Zhao's face was full of coldness, his clothes were loose, revealing a large area of his honey-colored chest.
Hiding behind him was the precious fan, which timidly poked its head out.
Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her beautiful face was full of boundless spring.
The queen's face was serious. Seeing this, the maid pointed at the two people and said, "How dare you..."
The queen gave the maid a disapproving look, then stepped forward and said, "Do you know that if you want to marry Princess Chunru, you cannot take a wife or concubines?"
Rong Zhao nodded.
The queen's expression relaxed slightly, and her tone softened, "This maid had ill intentions and deliberately misled you. It's a shame that you missed out on the position of princess and young master. You caught the beast and eliminated the scourge for the people, and you should have...
But in my current situation, I can only give you a few ingots of gold and silver, and treat this ignorant maid well, as compensation. What do you think?"
He was clearly doing things for the queen, but after the task was accomplished, the queen still wanted to punish him in order to appease Rong Zhao's anger.
Baoshan felt a chill in his heart, but did not show it on his face.
She pressed herself against Rong Zhao's broad back, her body trembling slightly.
Rong Zhao's anger, which had been disturbed, gradually subsided with the comfort of the warm body.
He looked at the group of people opposite him. Except for the queen who was in the lead and had a calm expression, the rest of the people were on high alert, as if they were afraid that he would suddenly cause trouble and hurt someone.
Rong Zhao had captured the beast for gold and silver, but now, facing the queen's compensation, he said coldly: "I don't want gold and silver."
He looked back at the trembling treasure fan and continued, "I only want the treasure fan and to see that beast again."
The queen's gentle and polite expression almost broke. She pulled the corner of her mouth and asked, "The gold and silver ingots are enough for you to live on for a long time. From what they said, you are a butcher selling meat, and your life must be very difficult. With this gold and silver, wouldn't you be able to live better?"
Rong Zhao's face was stern: "I don't want gold or silver."
The queen had assumed that Rong Zhao would be furious after Bao Shan's beauty trap succeeded, blaming the fan for his lack of wealth and glory. Unexpectedly, Rong Zhao was stubborn. A simple act of beauty could seduce him. A strange feeling welled up in the queen's heart, but she gave up trying to persuade him. She acceded to Rong Zhao's request and let him take the fan.
Rong Zhao caught the delicate hand of the treasured fan in his own hand and prepared to face the beast.
Princess Chunru's mind moved slightly, and when the two people passed by, she suddenly called out to Baoshan.
"Once you leave the Princess's Mansion, you will be a butcher's wife. You must live a good life in the future."
Princess Chunru's gaze fell on the timid Baoshan. Seeing that the blush on her cheeks had not yet faded, she sneered in her heart and turned to look at Rong Zhao.
When Princess Chunru met Rong Zhao's dark gaze, she felt a surge of panic in her heart.
Rong Zhao didn't look at her, but turned around and told Bao Shan, "Once you're deregistered as a slave, no one can send you out again."
The queen gave the precious fan to Rong Zhao, so naturally she would restore her civilian status instead of continuing to live as a slave.
Baoshan responded softly and held Rong Zhao's hand again.
Princess Chunru was extremely angry and wondered what Rong Zhao meant by this. She was the former owner of the treasured fan, so what was wrong with him giving her a few words of advice?
How did Rong Zhao say that she was relying on the status of her former master and intended to send the treasure fan away?
Princess Chunru put aside the frustration that had just emerged in her mind. She turned around and left without even saying "goodbye" to the queen.
The queen sighed in her heart, and in order to make up for Princess Chunru's rudeness, she personally took Rong Zhao and others to the place where the beasts were imprisoned.
Everyone still didn't know what to do with such a beast. The servants thought that such a huge creature should either be buried in a pit or burned with fire. It would be of no use at all.
Rong Zhao frowned after listening to his servant's plan and looked at the beast with a serious look.
He seemed to have made a decision and asked the guards in the yard, "Do you have a dagger?"
After receiving the queen's nod of permission, the guard took out a dagger from his bosom.
Rong Zhao strode to the beast's corpse and leaned over to take a closer look.
He memorized the beast's tendons, bones, and veins in his mind, and with a flash of white light, he thrust his dagger towards the beast. With a rustling sound, Rong Zhao peeled off a perfect hide.
Rong Zhao had already made plans before this. He had the treasured fan with him, so it was impossible for him to drag the beast's corpse back.
Moreover, he was wearing clean new clothes. If he dragged them back home like this, one of his new clothes and one of his new shoes would definitely be worn out.
But Rong Zhao felt it would be a pity to leave the beast in the princess's mansion.
After much thought, he came up with a compromise.
Rong Zhao peeled off the fur of the beast and left the skin and flesh of the beast for the princess's mansion.
This beast is large in size, and its skin and flesh are tough and difficult to cook. It certainly doesn't taste good, and even if it is sold, it won't fetch much money.
But fur is different. It is so big that it is cost-effective to use it for anything.
Rong Zhao took off the fur of the beast, and there was not a trace of blood on his body, which was enough to show that he had done this kind of skinning many times.
Rong Zhao rolled up the dirty side of the fur and held it in his hand.
He returned the dagger to the guard, walked to the treasure fan, and used the palm of his hand that had just peeled off the skin to grab the delicate hand of the treasure fan.
Baoshan's face had already turned pale. Not only her, but everyone else, including the queen, had lost all color on their faces.
The moment the cold palm grasped Baoshan's soft finger, Baoshan's heart skipped a beat and her body trembled like a fallen leaf, falling to the ground.
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