Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 215 Awakening

Xiao Guoer leaned back slightly due to inertia, but the two of them were so close that she felt like she was leaning into a solid embrace like a wall.

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Xiao Guoer immediately bent forward in shock, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and left the warm embrace.

Zhao Yunrong felt a sense of being pressed against and then separated from his chest, a feeling of fullness and then emptiness. He looked at the person in front of him who was deliberately lowering his body with a dark look in his eyes.

He whipped the horse hard on its buttocks. The horse neighed and ran forward faster than before.

"Ah——", after an instinctive scream, Xiao Guoer fell into the arms behind her again due to inertia. This time, because the horse was going very fast, she didn't dare to move or adjust her posture, and just leaned stiffly in the arms of the man behind her.

As the faint fragrance became more distinctly felt in his nose, the corners of Zhao Yunrong's mouth slowly curled up into a satisfied arc.

Shen Jing watched Zhao Yunrong and Xiao Guoer rushing past him, running farther and farther away. He couldn't help but look down at Shun'er on the ground and secretly made a "tsk" sound.

When Shun'er was surprised that the Eighth Prince was riding on the same horse with Xiao Guo'er, a big hand suddenly appeared in front of him.

He looked up along the direction of the big hand and saw Lord Shen's somewhat impatient expression.

Shun'er realized it belatedly and grabbed the big hand tightly as if it was a life-saving straw.

Woohoo, Lord Shen is such a good man.

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The sunlight spreads across the earth and shines on our bodies, as if they were covered with a layer of golden halo.

When Tang Jingchen saw the two figures on the chestnut horse that seemed to be glowing, his anxious steps paused, and he stood there in a daze. Then, a strong and strange feeling arose in his heart, making him feel uneasy.

Suddenly, all the tiny, subtle feelings and strange places that he had ignored in the past emerged in his mind one after another.

Ever since Xiao Guoer came to Huaiyang City from Shangjing City, the Eighth Prince had intentionally or unintentionally cast inquiring glances at the two of them. Now thinking back carefully, that gaze should have been directed only at Xiao Guoer.

And after they were poisoned by the snake, the Eighth Prince took special care of Xiao Guoer, but he was the one who was more seriously poisoned. If it was just the care of a subordinate of the prince, wouldn't it be unreasonable?

When at Wu Zinian's house, the Eighth Prince summoned Xiao Guoer more frequently than he summoned himself. He also warned him not to interfere in his private affairs and asked him to be more restrained when getting along with Xiao Guoer. At that time, he wondered if the Eighth Prince was being too nosy.

On the way back to the capital, he asked Xiao Guoer to read to him. After her voice became hoarse, she asked herself to read. Could it be that the Eighth Prince didn't want to listen to the book, but didn't want the two of them to be together?

He kept Xiao Guoer by his side during the day, and when they stayed at the official inn at night, small things always happened, resulting in the two of them having very little time to spend together.

Now thinking back on it bit by bit, were the accidents that occurred at Guanyi just too much of a coincidence?

There was also the time when Xiao Guoer and the Eighth Prince fell off a cliff. According to Xiao Guoer's later description, the Eighth Prince did not give up on saving her even though he was seriously injured. Was this behavior just to make Xiao Guoer work for him in the future?

Later, he was framed by Wu Qingqing for unknown reasons. He tried every possible means to investigate, but could not find any clues. Could such a meticulous plan be the work of an inexperienced girl?

Was Wu Qingqing's helpless and lamenting words that day, "I have no choice", implying that she was being coerced?

Could that person be the Eighth Prince?

So when he proposed to examine Wu Qingqing, the Eighth Prince refused in every possible way, and only agreed reluctantly when he was forced into a desperate situation.

Afterwards, Wu Zinian was treated lightly and no severe punishment was given.

All these subtle oddities that he had ignored in the past, when he saw the Eighth Prince holding Xiao Guoer in his arms and riding on the same horse, these subtle oddities merged into a vast river that directly impacted Tang Jingchen's heart and soul, causing him to tremble.

When did the Eighth Prince know Xiao Guo'er's true identity? When did he start to have feelings for her?

But why didn't he expose Xiao Guoer's identity?

Was their previous inference that the Eighth Prince wanted to find Xiao Guoer and kill her to silence her wrong?

What on earth does the Eighth Prince want to do?

The answer was obvious. Tang Jingchen's heart was filled with shock and fear, which almost made it difficult for him to control himself.

Xiao Guo'er was sitting on the horse, her whole body tense from the horse's speed. Coupled with the hard chest of the man behind her whose presence could not be ignored, she felt like sitting on pins and needles.

When she saw the familiar figure at the end of the team from afar, she immediately waved her arms at him happily.

But Tang Jingchen just stared blankly in her direction, motionless, and did not respond to her greeting at all.

She wanted to call him "idiot", but her broken voice couldn't reach that far.

When the horse stopped, Xiao Guoer jumped off the horse impatiently and ran towards Tang Jingchen, who was still immersed in shock.

Zhao Yunrong felt his arms empty. The little girl had slid off the horse like a loach and ran excitedly towards the man. His heart also felt empty. He couldn't help but tighten the reins in his hands and lowered his eyes.

Xiao Guoer ran and shouted, but her boyfriend didn't respond. Although her voice was hoarse and low, it shouldn't be so loud that you couldn't see her lips moving, right?

It was not until Xiao Guoer ran in front of Tang Jingchen that she noticed that something was wrong with him. His face was pale and beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead.

"Jingchen? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tang Jingchen saw a small hand waving in front of him, and he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He cleared his throat, grabbed the soft little hand, pulled it hard, and hugged her tightly. His arms were filled in an instant, and his anxious and panicked heart gradually calmed down.

He rested his head on her thin shoulder and let out a long breath.

His arms were tightly clasped around her, hugging her tightly as if he wanted to embed her into his body.

Until I heard a cry of pain in my ear, "Jingchen! You're strangling me!"

He just loosened the strength on his arms.