Chapter 339 A lady caught by the wicked

With the lips quivered, He Danggui was too stunned to say something. Gazed by Duan Xiaolou with a mask, she could only nod to answer him.

Duan Xiaolou smiled, “As Du Yao said, you are a gorgeous lady from the southern part. It’s a good place.”

He Danggui stiffened, lowered her head, and comforted herself that it was not his fault that he couldn’t recognize her, because her appearance and dress had changed greatly. Peng Shi and Bai Yangbai could recognize her because it was her that dressed up so differently with a thin figure in Luo’s Mansion. How could a man recognize a woman with a different figure and complexion only by making eye contact on the street?

Besides, why should she ask him to remember everything about her? Instead, it was better to forget her. Didn’t she always look forward to it like this? It was a good result.

Duan Xiaolou noticed that He Danggui was shy and silent, instead of a sharp-tongued lady as Du Yao said. He guessed that she was annoyed, ashamed, and also frightened after hearing the conversation between Jiang Pi and Du Yao in the inn, so he reassured her, “They are not villains, so don’t be scared. Men always talk a few drunken words after drinking a few more glasses. Your horse is tied at the front door. You don’t have to enter the inn, just go and lead the horse.”

He Danggui nodded, put 10 liang silver on the railing of the corridor, then lowered her head and walked away silently. What was wrong with her? She hadn’t healed Duan Xiaolou yet! Although he looked radiant, he must have been seriously injured!

Thinking of this, He Danggui forced her to stop walking, but she couldn’t find an excuse.

“Don’t leave!” Du Yao rushed out. He must have heard Duan Xiaolou’s words and wanted to take a look. His drunk eyes were filled with joy, and he smiled, “It’s you! Why don’t you come in, silly girl?”

He Danggui instinctively resisted his intimate greeting, especially in front of Duan Xiaolou. She shook her head, pointed at 10 liang silver on the railing, then turned around and left quickly. She was not ready to “recognize” him, or she didn’t expect the scene that “a couple doesn’t know each other face to face” will happen to her. She was not a frail lady vulnerable to getting hurt, but now she needed to find a place to heal her injuries immediately.

“Hey, why are you leaving?” Du Yao was reluctant to let go of the girl he waited all morning, and he rushed to grab her wrist. She looked back and glared at him, and then Du Yao let go of her hand and said, “Please come in and have a cup of tea. You took 10 liang silver away and I will buy you sugar pudding and croissant honey.” After speaking, he dragged her again.

Duan Xiaolou turned around with his hands held behind him, not knowing he didn’t want to mention it, or he acquiesced to his subordinate to “molest” a virtuous lady.

He Danggui was dragged into the inn by Du Yao. She felt so distant from him when she saw Duan Xiaolou wearing an ice-made mask back to her. She began to wonder if it was not Duan Xiaolou that couldn’t recognize her, but she mistakenly identified a man as him. Because Duan Xiaolou in her memory would stand out to protect the woman when he encountered this situation, no matter whether he knew the woman “robbed” by others or not, and whether the woman was ugly or beautiful.

He was a selfless and lovely man. This man back to her was not Duan Xiaolou, just looked somewhat like him with the same voice. Otherwise, all of this was unreal.

He Danggui resisted the hand that dragged her, but her power was not enough to get rid of it. She had to show her true ability and punch Du Yao on his face. The imperial guard was the imperial envoy of the Emperor, and how could he rob a girl in broad daylight? It turned out that he let her go last night because he was in a hurry, and today he was free and deliberately waiting here to throw herself into the net. This scumbag should be hit severely. The kung fu she learnt shall be applied in such occasion, He Danggui thought. Now she felt oppressed and couldn’t help but beat him.

Thinking of it, He Danggui clenched her fist, raised it, and was about to punch Du Yao’s face…

“Cracked!”

He Danggui felt a pain in the back of her neck, and she couldn’t see anything right away, and then she didn’t know anything. All sadness disappeared.

She slowly fell forward to Du Yao’s arms, losing consciousness.

…

“Jiang Yi!” Du Yao shouted angrily, “Why did you beat her! You damned Ashura, nothing good can come from meeting you!”

A tall man with blood all around him walked into the inn without looking back. He was wearing genuine blood clothes. Judging by his trail and strong evil spirit, he must have just experienced a fierce battle. However, if taking a close look, it was not his blood, but his enemy’s blood. He was the famous “Bloody Ashura” in Jianghu. Together with Lu Jiangbei, known as the “Sword in White, Universe in Sleeve”, Gao Shenxin, or his pseudonym Gao Jue, known as the “Thunder Knife”, they were praised as the “Three Invincible Killers” among the imperial guards. His hands were stained with the blood of the enemy, and he had never been defeated in hundreds of battles.

Jiang Yi said coldly, “She wants to assassinate you. I noticed her murderous intent.” Though with a big and burly figure, his skin was as delicate and white as a woman. Thus, he was once called “Master Lanling”.

Du Yao scooped He Danggui, chased Jiang Yi upstairs in the inn, raised his head, and scolded, “You are the one with murderous intent! How much force did you use? I won’t forgive you if she is dead!” Du Yao felt that the lady in his arm was as light as a feather. She was soft with fragrance, which brought him great pleasure.

He lowered his head to sniff the fragrance. His drunk eyes were full of desire. He was a little annoyed that he didn’t hook up with the beauty last night, but he didn’t expect that he was bestowed such an exquisite gift.

Jiang Pi sitting in the middle of the lobby left the flask behind, closed to Du Yao, and yelled excitedly, “Unveil her! I guess her nose must be crooked!” As expected by He Danggui, Jiang Pi circled her to look up and down, just like watching a monkey show, and he finally looked at her chest, and said, “This lady is sexier than the ladies in the brothels, but…come on to unveil her, Du Yao! Let me look at her nose!” While saying, his hand was stretched out towards the small face, his fingers were crooked and touched her veil…

“Cracked!”

Du Yao said angrily, “Don’t touch her. She is mine and I don’t want to show you!” He took off his cloak and wrapped her tightly in his arm, and then quickly went upstairs, warning, “Don’t bother me, or we aren’t brothers!” He walked so quickly and leaped over a few wooden steps towards one of the rooms at the end of the corridor.

Jiang Pi was stunned and smiled after a while, “Just enter the bridal chamber? You’re so anxious! Even the bride has to show her face to guests!”

Duan Xiaolou, who held his hands back, stood in the backyard to sober him up. He came back dispiritedly, glanced at the second floor, and asked, “Where is Jiang Yi? Is he injured?”

Jiang Pi replied nonchalantly, “Who knows. He has such a bad temper, and who dares to talk to him? Du Yao has gained a beauty, and I have been seated here half a day but even don’t know what she looks like. I hope he unveils her and found that her nose was crooked and her mouth was slanted…”

“You will find women are all the same on the bed when you turn off the light and close your eyes.” A man in purple robe lifted the curtain, came in, and said, “Last night I spent 500 liang silver sleeping with the most beautiful lady among ten brothels in Yangzhou City, but when I woke up in the morning, I thought she was not as good as Liu Ying I met on the street last time.

Jiang Pi squinted at Liao Zhiyuan, and said, “it is because you already have a beautiful lady. Now that you think women are all the same on the bed, do you dare to make out with if I find one for you?”

Liao Zhiyuan asked, “Who?”

Jiang Pi squinted at Duan Xiaolou, who was leaning on a chair with hides, and said to Liao Zhiyuan with no sound, “He Danggui’s mother.”

He didn’t make any sound, but Duan Xiaolou, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and punched Jiang Pi on his nose severely. Jiang Pi hurriedly took steps back. Although his nose was not hit, the ice-made mask on his face was torn apart by Duan Xiaolou, revealing his face under the mask. If others were present, they would scream out of fright.

His clean and pretty face under the mask was covered by twenty or thirty dull red vine patterns, which would make people shocked by such terrible visual effects.

“Ouch!” A scream came from the second floor, and someone said,

“Damn it!”

“Haha, it serves you right! See, you are in a trap.”

“Damn it!”

“The exciting moment is yet to come. You will suffer it!”

It was a conversation between two men. One was Du Yao, who was scolding,while the other was gloating.

The fighting downstairs didn’t stop because of this. Instead, it was intensified. Each punch was swung violently as if mixed with rage. It seemed that the person he fought was neither his colleague nor his enemy, but a transparent dummy in the air, an imaginary person, or another imaginary self.

Duan Xiaolou crazily beat him, not like a person with the internal injury. His kung fu was more mature than Jiang Pi, and his status was higher than him, so the latter couldn’t try his best to fight and was defeated from the bottom of his heart. Jiang Pi was punched on the center of his back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He couldn’t fight back and had to dodge his fist. Even so, Duan Xiaolou refused to let him go, as if only the blood of the enemy, his colleague, or his own, could calm his inexplicable fidget.

Liao Zhiyuan didn’t intervene in the battle. He sat at the table, peeling a peach, and persuaded them leisurely, “Take care! We are brothers. It’s no fun if anyone is beaten to death.” After a while, he asked, “Is there a new beauty upstairs, and who brought her? Can we sleep with her one after another?”