Kapitel 72: A True Face-Slapping (4)

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Fortunately, everyone was currently not in their normal state and did not discover the malice in her eyes...

"Xin'er, what just happened ?" Elder Ning, who did not know the situation, knitted his brows and asked.

Ning Xin immediately went to explain the bet between Yun Luofeng and Crown Prince, including all that was spoken by Mu Wushuang and the others without missing a single word.

"Oh? Miss Mu Wushuang wants to instruct Miss Yun?" Elder Ning stared at Mu Wushuang, whose face had mounting shame all over it, with shock and spoke in a flat tone, "Since it's like this, this old crock shall impart you a few tips. A truly prestigious doctor doesn't need to feel the patient's pulse to diagnose his condition. They just need to use their eyes to discern the patient's condition. A doctor who even needs to take pulse for a mere diagnosis is just a quack!"

Mu Wushuang's body was struck by a tremor. Clenching her fists tightly, the hate in her heart burned like a raging inferno.

It was all Yun Luofeng's fault!

If it wasn't for her, she would not be subjected to such humiliation! She also would not be called a quack! However, it was precisely because of Yun Luofeng that she was unable to say anything to retort!

"Xin'er," Elder Ning turned to look at Ning Xin, "you should learn from Miss Yun from now on. I can tell that Miss Yun is quite fine and has excellent medical skills and reliable behavior. You are too impetuous and would surely get yourself into a mess. You were nearly deceived by a mere quack. If it wasn't for Miss Yun's heroic aid, I probably would have died in the hands of a quack."

"Yes, I understand. I won't make the same mistake in the future and also won't be deceived by quacks."

This pair of grandfather and granddaughter's calling of "quack" one after another angered Mu Wushuang so much that it caused her chest to rise and fall and turned her complexion to an angry shade of red. She was about to find an excuse to leave when Yun Luofeng's languid, wicked voice was heard from the side.

"Crown Prince, shouldn't you start fulfilling our second promise?" Yun Luofeng lazily stretched, her lips wearing a teasing smile. "It's already quite late, and I want to return to sleep earlier, so you shouldn't waste my time. Remember, the heavier the slap, the better. The heavier it is, the happier I am, and you can also finish earlier."

Gao Ling's expression shifted as he angrily bellowed, "Yun Luofeng, don't go too far!"

"It turns out that the magnificent His Highness the Crown Prince is a wicked person who reneges on his words," Yun Luofeng cast Gao Ling a side glance. "In any case, it doesn't matter whether you're willing to fulfill your promise or not, since we have Fourth Prince and Elder Ning to testify. If this spreads, everyone will know then that Crown Prince is a scoundrel who goes back on his words."

"You..."

Gao Ling's eyes shot fire, his malevolent expression gave the impression that he would punch Yun Luofeng's face at any moment.

"Miss Yun," Elder Ning was afraid that Gao Ling would pounce on Yun Luofeng out of anger, so he shielded Yun Luofeng behind his body like he was fiercely protecting his children, "rest assured, the terms that he promised you, this old crock will definitely help you make him fulfill it! If not, this old crock will definitely help you spread his dishonorable conduct to the world.

Gao Ling did not know Elder Ning's identity, so he did not dare to act rashly. Soon after, Mu Wushuang slowly walked in front of him. Her gentle eyes showed a resolute intensity.

"Crown Prince, it's not worth it if you go back on your words for Wushuang. Wushuang made you agree to her terms, so you must keep your promise. Therefore, slap me, Wushuang will definitely not be a burden to Crown Prince."

Mu Wushuang lifted her beautiful face, her pretty eyes fraught with strong sentiments.

She wanted to convey to him that she was willing to accept this humiliation because of him!

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Kapitel 73: A True Face-Slapping (5)

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Gao Ling's heart ached. "Wushuang, don't worry, the humiliation that we suffer today, I will return it to her a hundredfold in the future."

Mu Wushuang smiled; her smile contained sorrow and pain, and it made Gao Ling's heart ache even more. Similarly, the hate in his heart towards Yun Luofeng became even deeper.

Slap!

Gao Ling lifted his trembling hand, a slap gently landed on Mu Wushuang's face. This slap was like brushing a speck of dust away, completely lacking in strength.

"If you hit her with that strength, I estimate that you won't be stopping for a whole night," Yun Luofeng kindly reminded him.

Hearing Yun Luofeng's words, Mu Wushuang pursed her lips. "Your Highness the Crown Prince, you don't need to take pity on Wushuang. Wushuang isn't afraid of pain nor humiliation."

Gao Ling's heart trembled a bit. When confronted with this beautiful appearance, he really could not bear to strike her.

"Wushuang, apologies."

Gao Ling slightly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the guilt in his eyes became more pronounced. He lifted his hand, fiercely slapping Mu Wushuang.

Slap!

A crisp and loud sound resounded. It was very unexpected in this still and silent cabin.

Mu Wushuang's left cheek instantly reddened and swelled. It hurt so much that her tears lingered in her eyes, but she stubbornly held onto them.

As the beloved daughter of the Prime Minister Estate, even a single strand of hair had not been harmed, to say nothing of being slapped by anyone. And now, because of Yun Luofeng, she was suffering so much humiliation in public. She would remember this debt!

In fact, Mu Wushuang had not given it much thought. If Crown Prince really loved her more than he loved himself, even if he came out as a scoundrel who reneged on his words, he would not hurt her in the slightest! But in the end, Crown Prince still chose himself!

Slap!

Slap slap slap!

Gao Ling's slaps landed on Mu Wushuang's face one after another, it felt like the slaps were battering on his own heart and made his own heart sting with pain. But when he thought of his reputation, he continued to mercilessly slap Mu Wushuang.

"Today's show is quite marvelous," Gao Shaochen smiled, his gentle face containing a playful smile. "Luofeng, if we find ourselves in today's situation, I wouldn't hit you even if it means going back on my words."

Yun Luofeng crossed her arms in front of her chest, half-leaning against the cabin door. Hearing Gao Shaochen's words, she only lifted her brow and smiled. "Are you and I familiar with each other?"

"Oh," Gao Shaochen caressed his chin, his sly eyes winking at Yun Luofeng, "if we set out together to cook for a bit, then wouldn't be familiar with each other¹? How about you come to Fourth Prince Estate tomorrow, so we can go to bed together to cook for a bit?"

"From the Prince Estate's entrance, turn right and then enter an alley and you'll see the most famous brothel in Longyuan. If you go there, you can cook whoever you want." Yun Luofeng cast an indifferent glance at Gao Shaochen. She did not expect that this man who was gentle like jade on the outside could also be this flirtatious.

In comparison, she was far more interested in Yun Xiao, who had not been trained enough...

Gao Shaochen displayed a sly smile. "Those women are extremely easy to cook thoroughly, really making this Prince lose interest. They don't entice me as much as you do, Luofeng, they are inferior when compared with how difficult to cook, bite, and chew you are."

"Not bad," Yun Luofeng said, nodding in agreement. "What you said was correct. Something that can be easily cooked is nowhere near as interesting as a someone who's chewy. As far as I'm concerned, Fourth Prince, you're an easily cooked mushy bone."

Gao Shaochen's face finally froze, discovering that he had just dug a hole to bury himself...

It was unknown how many times Gao Ling slapped Mu Wushuang. The current Mu Wushuang had both of her cheeks swollen like a pig's head, no longer possessing its beautiful and elegant appearance. Her pretty eyes held glistening teardrops, fragile and heartbreaking.