Chapter 272: Just Breaking His Legs Will Do

“I wonder if Mr. Lin, Lin Pei, is here?”

In the center of the flowery boat, that scantily clad courtesan of Luo City slowly spoke, her voice spreading out.

The moment the courtesan’s voice spread throughout the entire banks of Luo Lake via an Amplification Magical Artifact, Lin Xun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar!

It’s over!

Absolutely over!

I’m not going to die, am I?

What should I do? Is Qinger going to hold that stone and tell me stories all day?

Lin Xun swallowed hard, his mind going blank as cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.

Even in the middle of winter, this was a true chill, from head to toe!

Dammit! Who leaked this?

Wang Xing is impossible; it could only be Madam Wang.

The question is, why did she say his name? This doesn’t benefit her at all.

Thump!

Just as Lin Xun was racking his brains, he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent coming from his side!

Turning his head, Lin Xun discovered that Qinger was looking at him with a smile.

Qinger’s smile was very gentle and kind, as beautiful as ever.

But as he kept watching, Lin Xun felt a chill run down his back.

Not only that, Wang Xing, who was kneeling on a cushion, was so ashamed that she lowered her head and tightly gripped the skirt on her thighs.

Such a bashful and lovely appearance.

To say there was really nothing between them…

Lin Xun wouldn’t even believe it himself.

“Might I ask if Mr. Lin of Luocheng Academy is here?”

On the surface of the lake, the courtesan asked once more, and Lin Xun desperately wanted to plug her exquisite little mouth!

“Luocheng Academy? Lin Pei?”

The colleagues beside Lin Xun also snapped out of it and hurriedly patted Lin Xun on the shoulder.

“Old Lin, did you write this Ci poem?”

“Old Lin! I knew you were a hidden talent!”

“I didn’t expect you to have such great talent!”

“I thought you only knew how to write poetry, but I didn’t expect your Ci compositions to be top-tier as well!”

Old Liu, Old Sun, and the others felt a sense of shared glory, their voices loud and full of joy.

In an instant, more and more people looked toward Lin Xun’s side, wanting to see the author for themselves.

Even the various courtesans on the flowery boats of Luo Lake looked in Lin Xun’s direction!

Lin Xun knew he could no longer hide!

When he went back, Qinger wouldn’t be packing her bags to return to her mother’s house, would she?

“Husband, you mustn’t be impolite,” Jiang Qingshang said softly to Lin Xun with a smile.

With no other choice, Lin Xun could only brace himself and stand up.

“I greet Young Master Lin.”

The courtesans on the lake all bowed slightly.

Lin Xun was already handsome, and now, with the added prestige of ‘green jade table,’ he seemed to be glowing in the eyes of these courtesans!

“I wonder if the Young Master would do us the honor of touring Luo Lake together? We have long admired Young Master Lin.”

The woman’s voice continued to drift across Luo Lake.

The gazes of many men toward Lin Xun were filled with extreme envy!

While they called it a tour, in reality, every year when the poetry was finished, if a courtesan was moved, she could invite the other party to tour together.

It wasn’t just one courtesan accompanying him, but all of them, chatting about life together and gradually deepening their emotions into a deeply intimate bond.

This was enough to make anyone envious.

But Lin Xun didn’t feel there was anything to be envious about at all!

Dammit! Qinger is still right here.

If I were to openly board that flowery boat…

Well, Qinger certainly wouldn’t say anything in public.

But as soon as I got back, wouldn’t it be a Planetary Devastation?

Without needing to think, Lin Xun resolutely refused: “I thank the ladies for their favor, but since my wife and good friends are here, I’m afraid I must decline your kind intentions.”

Having been rejected by Lin Xun, the disappointment on the faces of the courtesans on the lake was palpable, but there was nothing they could do since his family and friends were present.

“I have a question I would like to ask Mr. Lin, I wonder if Mr. Lin can clear up my confusion?” a courtesan looked at him with adoration, as if looking at her idol.

“Please, go ahead,” Lin Xun felt as if thousands of grass mud horses were galloping through his heart.

What else do you want to ask? Do you know that when I go back, I’m going to turn into Patrick Star and sleep under a rock every day?

“It is rumored that you, Sir, used the two characters ‘Wang Xing’ as the title to gift it to a certain lady. Is this true?”

After the courtesan finished asking, everyone suddenly became even more energized, especially the women.

Women loved hearing stories of talented scholars and beautiful ladies the most.

Even if this Mr. Lin was already married, so what?

Wasn’t it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?

At most, he could just take that lady from the poem as a Secondary Wife.

What they cared about was the poetic love between Mr. Lin and that woman.

They even wondered what story would unfold when Mr. Lin suddenly turned back and saw that girl.

But Lin Xun was already about to explode!

Aren’t you a courtesan? Why are you so gossipy?

You’re not some reporter who underwent Transmigration, are you?

How was he supposed to answer this?

Should he say this poem wasn’t for Wang Xing, and it was actually just a spontaneous inspiration? That naming it Wang Xing was just a coincidence?

But if he did that, he would be too much of a scumbag, and Wang Xing would definitely be heartbroken.

Coming back to it…

Why did Lin Xun copy ‘green jade table’?

Because regarding poems about festivals, people, and emotions, Lin Xun only knew this one, and he had even forgotten the original title.

Why did he name it Wang Xing?

Because time was running out, and when Lin Xun saw the starry sky, he also thought of Wang Xing.

Thinking that today was Wang Xing’s birthday, it seemed fine to gift a Ci poem to Wang Xing.

Although the last line of the poem seemed a bit ambiguous, it was a Ci composition after all; it required imagination and was understandable.

He originally thought it would be fine if he remained anonymous.

But Lin Xun didn’t expect that he would be backstabbed!

And if he admitted it was truly written for Wang Xing…

That would probably be even worse.

Although Qinger said she could let him take a concubine, could he actually take her seriously?

Qinger would probably whip out a kitchen knife on the spot.

Similarly, Jiang Qingshang and Sikong Wangxing were also waiting for Lin Xun’s answer.

Jiang Qingshang wanted to see how her husband would explain himself.

If her husband really had something going on with Sister Wangxing, it was definitely her husband’s fault!

Because it was impossible for Sister Wangxing to fall for her husband.

Big Pig Trotter!

What happened to only writing poetry for me? What happened to staying together for a lifetime!

Big idiot! Go die!

No! He can’t die; what would I do if he died?

Let’s just break his legs.

Yes, just breaking his legs will do.

Anyway, after breaking her husband’s legs, she could take care of him every day, and he wouldn’t be attracted to other women anymore.

Subconsciously, Jiang Qingshang was already aiming for Lin Xun’s legs.

As for Sikong Wangxing, she was incredibly shy, but she was also very expectant, waiting to see how Big Brother Lin would explain.

If Big Brother Lin really had feelings for her, she would do her best to gain Sister Qinger’s recognition.

If Big Brother Lin wanted her, it wouldn’t matter if she became a Secondary Wife; she would certainly convince her parents to agree.

“This Ci poem… was written for a girl named ‘Wang Xing’.”

After a long while, Lin Xun took a deep breath and spoke slowly.