strictlysupreme Chapter 134 Flower Boat Maid
Chapter 134 Flower Boat Maid
After the two finished their meal and left the restaurant, Ji Xingyi looked unwell. The waiter's description had been too detailed, and his romantic mind automatically shifted the object of the waiter's description to Jiang Lin, making him feel hot all over but unable to vent his frustration.
But at this very moment, Jiang Lin was still secretly laughing, while Ji Xing could only sigh inwardly.
"Wait a minute," Ji Xingyi suddenly realized that the path Jiang Lin was leading him on was not in the same direction as the return to Qingshui Inn, and asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"
Jiang Lin didn't say anything, but glanced at the flower boat in the distance with her beautiful eyes.
"Jiang Lin!" Ji Xingyi immediately grabbed the young man, looking surprised: "You want to go to the pleasure boat?"
Jiang Lin deliberately showed a curious look: "It's a rare opportunity, let's go have some fun!"
The gentle man was instantly enraged, and Ji Xingyi coldly rebuked, "No way!"
"Why? Didn't that waiter say that no man doesn't go to a pleasure boat?" Jiang Lin watched as Ji Xingyi's face grew darker and darker, and the corners of his mouth turned up wider and wider.
Ji Xingyi suddenly remembered that Jiang Lin was particularly popular with girls in high school. Every Valentine's Day, his drawer would be filled with love letters. After entering the death instance, he had offended Ding Xuehui and Ruan Qing. Even An Zhiwei, who was originally hostile, later took the initiative to show goodwill to Jiang Lin.
A sense of crisis welled up in Ji Xingyi's heart: "You're not allowed to go!"
"I'm going to investigate clues, at most... touch a little hand?" Jiang Lin blinked.
Touching her little hand? For the first time, Ji Xingyi wondered if he had been too gentle with Jiang Lin. His face instantly darkened: "You're not allowed to touch a woman! Not even look at her!"
"How can we investigate clues without looking?" Jiang Lin's eyes darted around. "Either you agree to one request first, and I promise I won't touch them!"
Ji Xingyi had no idea what Jiang Lin was up to, but the young man seemed determined to get on the pleasure boat if he didn't agree, so Ji Xingyi could only nod and say, "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Lin grabbed the man's shoulders, pulling his ear close, a triumphant smile spreading across her face: "Go home and wear a cheongsam for me. I like red ones. I want to see you wearing it, sitting on the sofa, masturbating."
Ji Xingyi's eyes widened, and as Jiang Lin continued hurling vulgarities, the tips of her ears visibly turned bright red. Unable to bear it any longer, she reached out and covered Jiang Lin's mouth, giving him an incredulous look: "Where did you learn all this stuff?"
"What? Want to back out?" Jiang Lin pretended to be angry, shook off the man, and turned to walk towards the pleasure boat.
"Jiang Lin!" Ji Xingyi grabbed the young man's arm, his eyes extremely dangerous: "Ha! Who said I went back on my word! You wait!"
"Of course we have to wait!" Jiang Lin chuckled inwardly, but her expression softened slightly. "Let's go then. I promise I won't touch them."
As soon as Jiang Lin and Ji Xingyi arrived at the flower boat dock, a servant went to inform the people on the boats. A short while later, a beautifully made-up woman stepped off the largest painted boat.
"So you're distinguished guests from out of town!" The woman laughed heartily, swaying her hips and gently waving her flower fan. "You may call me Song San Niang. What kind of girls do you two like? The girls here are all very obedient!"
Jiang Lin: "Excuse me, Third Sister, are the dancers on the pleasure boat today girls from your area?"
Ji Xing realized in an instant that he had been tricked by Jiang Lin, and glared helplessly at the young man.
What else can you do but spoil your wife?
Song San Niang: "My lord has excellent taste! The performers today are indeed our young ladies. May I ask which two you prefer?"
Jiang Lin: "I want to meet the fourth lady on today's cruise ship."
"I understand. Someone, go and tell Qingdai to prepare!" Song Sanniang turned to the servant and gave the order, then looked at Ji Xingyi: "Who does this gentleman wish to choose?"
Ji Xingyi: "No need, we'll go together."
"It's not that it's impossible," Song Sanniang said with a strange smile. "It's just that my girls are delicate, so you two will have to be gentle!"
Before Ji Xingyi could explain, Jiang Lin pulled her onto the boat with a smile.
The pleasure boats here have one girl on each boat. The interior is not large, with no tables or chairs. Lifting the curtain reveals a simple bed with only a thin quilt and a low table for drinking.
When Qingdai, who was sitting inside, saw that Ji Xingyi was following behind Jiang Lin, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her warm smile and poured wine for the two of them.
The boatman rowed the three of them to a secluded spot, then jumped onto another small boat that had followed them and left. Only Jiang Lin, Ji Xingyi, and Qingdai remained on the calm, dark lake.
Qingdai handed the wine cup to Ji Xingyi, who was about to drink it when Jiang Lin stopped her.
"What's wrong?" Ji Xingyi felt that this dungeon wouldn't set traps in such a place; if they wanted to poison someone, they could kill the player at any time.
Jiang Lin chuckled: "The wine on the pleasure boat always needs something to liven things up, am I right, Miss Qingdai?"
Ji Xingyi was speechless. Wang Zhe was right; their ancestors were indeed masters of trickery.
Qingdai looked nervous: "My lords, this wine will not harm your health, it will only make you happier."
Ji Xingyi: "We won't do those things, so you don't need to be nervous."
Qingdai paused for a moment, then her expression softened slightly: "May I ask what business you two have with me?"
"With your stunning beauty, why don't you participate in the fan-painting beauty pageant? If you're selected, 50,000 taels of gold will be enough to ensure you live a life of comfort and ease, and you won't need to sell yourself anymore," Jiang Lin asked, scrutinizing the woman before him.
"I am not worthy of your praise, sir." Qingdai's eyes flickered, and her fingertips tightened their grip on the handkerchief with some unease.
Jiang Lin said meaningfully, "You'd rather be a flower maiden than a fan-face beauty. It seems that fan-face beauties really don't have good endings."
"My lord, if you wish to inquire about the beauty on the fan, I have no answer to you. Please forgive my rudeness." With that, the woman lifted the curtain, preparing to raise the flag to call the boatman back.
"Qingdai, did you cry on the cruise ship today?" Jiang Lin asked slowly, not in a hurry at all.
The woman paused, then turned to Jiang Lin in a panic: "What did you say?"
Jiang Lin looked at the woman with gentle eyes and poured Qingdai a cup of hot tea: "It's cold and the dew is heavy. If you don't want to talk about it, we won't force you."
Qingdai gritted her teeth, lowered the boat curtain, and sat back in the dock: "My lords, I cannot tell you what you want to know. If I do, Third Sister will not let me off the hook."
Ji Xingyi frowned: "From this distance, how could she possibly hear our conversation?"
The ancient version of the story doesn't contain any high-tech devices like eavesdropping devices, so Ji Xingyi doesn't understand what Qingdai is afraid of.
Qingdai didn't answer, her lips pressed tightly together, her face full of unease.
Jiang Lin patted Ji Xingyi on the shoulder and pushed the warm teacup toward the woman: "In that case, Miss Qingdai, could you tell me why you cried today?"
The dancers on the pleasure boat, with their smiling faces, danced lightly with fans in hand.
While everyone on both sides of the strait was captivated by the fan-shaped beauty, Jiang Lin remained conscious and clear-headed throughout.
Among the dancing women, one shed a tear as the fan danced across her face; this woman was Qingdai.