Looking Back on s.h.i.+yi

　　Ming Feizhen rushed to Heavenly Fragrance Garden, with Princess Hongzhuang following behind. While Ming Feizhen sprinted there, Princess Hongzhuang, who followed behind, gradually slowed down due to being frozen silly. He knew that she was following him, but there was nothing he could do! He was now akin an ant on a hot pan.

　　"As if s.h.i.+yi being a courtesan wasn't bad enough. She wants to give away her virginity now, too? What in the flipping h.e.l.l?!" exclaimed Ming Feizhen, to himself.

　　'Combing,' was a term used for girls giving away their first time to their patron.

　　Among courtesans, there are those who strictly perform their artistic talents, and do not offer their bodies. They are all epitomes of the word 'beauty,' who strictly work as artists.

　　Despite combing being a term a.s.sociated with an elegant action, the meaning behind the word in that context was extremely shameless. After girls from brothels shared their body with their patron for their first night, their bodies were officially "ripened." As such, the price for a girl's first night, especially gorgeous ones, was quite expensive.

　　There were often patrons who said that they wanted to be a groom again, but that desire would only last a night, for they settled it with money after the night and neither would burden the other. In other words, it was paying for a one-night stand.

　　Seeing that there was n.o.body down below, Princess Hongzhuang jumped off the eave.

　　Her appearance frightened Ming Feizhen. Originally, her pure white skin had a healthy rosy tinge to it, but now it was corpse white. Clearly, she was cold.

　　It turned out that Princess Hongzhuang had been searching everywhere for Ming Feizhen the last few days to no avail. On top of that, she didn't want to share a room with Su Xiao. As they were male and female, not to mention the only ones in there, she perceived it to be inappropriate. As a result, she slept on the roof for several nights. The cold winter breeze nearly turned her into an iceberg. Consequently, Ming Feizhen had no choice but to remove his outer coat for her, wrapping the beauty up similarly to a zongzi. Only then did her quivering start to reduce.

　　Princess Hongzhuang regained her senses and instantly revealed a downhearted look at the same time, "Ming Feizhen, where were you? I searched for you for days. If I don't get an explanation, you know what's coming to you!"

　　Ming Feizhen was so anxious that he could jump off a roof from a suicidal height to rush to the brothel. He had no time or energy to spare on the Princess. Due to his urgency, he told princess Hongzhuang exactly what he had in mind without any modifications to the content.

　　However, the more she heard, the more puzzled she was. She widened her eyes, "You said that because of my… fake marriage with you and seeing us share a room, your s.h.i.+yi is offering herself up as a courtesan at a brothel due to anger?"

　　"If it was not because of you, then it would be because of Su Xiao," answered Ming Feizhen. He dragged Su Xiao into the fray with impeccable timing to try and reduce the Princess' guilt. "I think that s.h.i.+yi saw Su Xiao, as well."

　　"Eh?! So Su Xiao is also part of your list of candidates?"

　　"What in th-?! Says who?!"

　　Ming Feizhen clumsily poked his tongue, and then explained it again. This time, he vaguely glossed over the romance between him and his s.h.i.+yi.

　　"And there you have it. I now must go to Heavenly Fragrance Garden. Your Highness, y-"

　　"I'm going, too, of course!" exclaimed Princess Hongzhuang. She tapped on her Gla.s.s Sabre at her waist, "And, I'll be going with you. If something happens, such as Heavenly Fragrance Garden bullying their customers, I'll put them in their place for you."

　　Touched, Princess Hongzhuang nodded and proudly declared, "While you and your s.h.i.+yi have an odd seniority status, her devoted love for you is worthy of pity. We cannot allow her to make a decision that she will regret for life due to a moment of impulsiveness! I, Li Hongzhuang, am taking charge of this matter!"

　　Ming Feizhen couldn't decide if Princess Hongzhuang's remark was worth a smile or tears. After all, her hands and feet were still stiff, yet she had the energy to be sticking her nose in another's business.

　　"As that is the case, you have my grat.i.tude, Your Highness!"

　　Without wasting any more words, Ming Feizhen spun around and continued on his way.

　　As he had just wasted more time, he was more anxious than ever. He knew his s.h.i.+yi's character. Not only was she the owner of a stunning face that could knock people out, but also housed a gall that allowed her to do anything.

　　Her t.i.tle as 'Demoness' didn't come about as a result of her pranks on Shaolin's abbot or Wudang's patriarch. These days, she was considered to be on better behaviour. Seven, eight years ago, when she first set foot in the pugilistic world, she was cold and harsh with her enemies. She wouldn't stop until they were utterly demolished. Very few escaped death when they faced her. Five years ago, Demoness Ming Suwen was practically considered the equivalent of a heretic.