93 Teasing Little Red

Yun'er saw Long Feng trembling with anger as he left. Smiling, he addressed Hong and said, "Sister, am I not a very good person? You see, I am quite concerned for others. The man just now was truly useless; his face suddenly turned blue for no reason at all! I cared about him and asked him, but he didn't reply and simply walked away. This person is really ill."

Hong couldn't help but giggle and laugh coquettishly, "My dear young master, stop worrying about him. If you keep this up, he won't come to you to fight—that would be strange."

Yun'er laughed, "I have no enmity with him, and I fear not him fighting me. By the way, I only touched your hair just now—what does that have to do with him? I didn't touch his wife."

Hearing him say this, Hong's face flushed slightly. She had originally thought that Yun'er was merely a handsome, clever wild boy who could provide entertainment and relieve boredom quite well.

Back then, she had brought Yun'er to the Ninth Miss, hoping that his optimism and innocent childlike charm would entertain and ease the boredom of the empty-hearted Ninth Miss. She never imagined that the Ninth Miss would have fallen in love with him—was it a fateful romance or a demonic obstacle, destiny or a miracle?

What's even more worrying was that if the Ninth Miss truly married him, as the Ninth Miss's maid, without any special circumstances, she herself would have to marry along with him.

Although the Ninth Miss's choice was unconventional, it surely had its own reasons. As for what those reasons were, that was something Xiao Hong had not anticipated.

Alas! Alas! So she would have to marry him too, and he hadn't even quarreled with her yet! In fact, Xiao Yun referred to Xie Xiaoyan.

Hong laughed, "I didn't expect you to have a childhood sweetheart?" Yun'er said proudly, "Of course. It's strange if an outstanding young man like me has no little companions."

Yun'er added, "The third one is the Fairy Sister; she is as beautiful as the Ninth Miss. She never gets angry at me, so I often call her sister. You stop calling me young master; if you keep doing so, you'll shame me to death or drive me mad. Actually, I'm just a wild boy, a free and unrestrained Yun'er."

The two were laughing and chatting when Xiao Jing entered. Seeing Yun'er, she said, "Young Master Yun, the young miss is calling for you."

Yun'er asked, "Sister Jing, what does she want me for?"

Xiao Jing covered her mouth and laughed softly, "Good young master, you'd better ask the miss about it. Once you go there, you'll see the miss soon, and when you do, you'll know the answer."

Yun'er followed Xiao Jing to the Ninth Miss's room. The Ninth Miss sat blankly at the desk, clearly lost in thought. Upon seeing Yun'er, she smiled and said, "Good Yun'er, you've finally arrived. How have you been these past few days?"

Yun'er laughed, "Of course. As a penniless wild boy like me, to receive the miss's anger..." The Ninth Miss spoke with anger, "If I claim that Long Lengyue beats her husband, it would not be strange if it spread. But if Long Lengyue's husband is beaten by someone else, how am I supposed to face people? So today I clearly tell you. From now on, you must practice martial arts diligently with me, and read and write when you have time."

After hearing this, Yun'er was astonished: "So you want to teach me martial arts? That's wonderful!"