Chapter 124: Left Wanting More

Early the next morning, Liu Liwa had a runny nose. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a piece of ginger. Liuyun, feeling a bit embarrassed, made him a pot of ginger soup. The silly guy hadn’t heard her earlier remarks about “clouds accompanying the sun.” Instead, he had talked to her at length about “celestial mechanics,” and as a result, both of them caught a chill.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, his body felt warm all over, driving away the cold and warming him up. Although he hadn’t slept all night, spending the evening under the moonlight with a beauty left him feeling refreshed and clear-headed. The only pity was that Liu Liwa’s talk of “celestial bodies” and “mechanics” was something Liuyun didn’t understand at all!

But everyone should know that “celestial bodies” and “mechanics” are two different subjects. Only when “celestial bodies” appear first can “mechanics” be applied… All of this is knowledge!

When he arrived at Intoxication Pavilion, all forty-some girls from the first floor were gathered there. It was rare to see them up so early. At that moment, the girls were crowded together, chattering and chirping like a chicken coop.

A man was surrounded by them in the middle. The man looked left and right as if searching for something. Liu Liwa approached and saw that it was none other than Lord Zeng, who had won the prize last night, raced ahead of everyone, and had the beauty all to himself.

As soon as he got closer, he heard Lord Zeng pulling at a few girls and asking, “Quick, tell me, where did the girl from the ‘Kingdom of Oye Ono Omaigod’ go? Why did she disappear as soon as I woke up?”

“Lord Zeng, don’t look for her anymore,” Cuiping, who was in the crowd, said with a blush under the suggestive gazes of the other girls. “That girl was only here temporarily at Intoxication Pavilion to earn travel expenses to return to her distant hometown. She left before dawn.”

“Ah, one night as husband and wife creates a bond for a hundred days,” Lord Zeng said without restraint, even though he was surrounded by girls. The girls, unbothered by such talk, burst into laughter. “Even though I, Old Zeng, have seen countless women, she can be considered a rare gem. I truly wish to be intimate with her again.”

Miss Cuiping was playfully pushed forward by the other girls—after all, Lord Zeng couldn’t forget her. Last night, she had worn a veil, so she didn’t have to show her true face. Free from her usual shyness, she let herself go completely, naturally serving Lord Zeng until he was utterly captivated. He regarded her as a rare treasure and gave her generous rewards.

At that moment, Lord Zeng was truly left wanting more. He wanted to find that Exotic Style woman again. Unfortunately, it was all just a Pleasure House version of Cinderella—a fleeting dream.

Miss Cuiping stepped forward and handed a note to Lord Zeng, saying, “Lord Zeng, this is what that girl asked me to give you before she left.”

“What? Why didn’t you say so earlier!” Lord Zeng glared at her, completely unaware that she was the beauty from last night. He snatched the note, frowned, and stared at it for a long time, mumbling and stumbling over the words: “Fck, Motherfcker, Son of a btch!”

Lord Zeng repeated it several times but couldn’t make sense of it. The other girls were equally puzzled, and even Miss Cuiping was confused. That was because everything had been orchestrated by Liu Liwa—from having her dress in disguise last night to the note in front of them. No matter how much she asked, Liu Liwa never told her what the words on the note meant.

By then, Lord Zeng was growing impatient, thinking this was a crucial clue to find that foreign woman. Fortunately, a girl nearby reminded him, “Lord Zeng, this might be the language of the ‘Kingdom of Oye Ono Omaigod.’ You’d better find an interpreter.”

“Right, right, it must be the language of the ‘Kingdom of Oye Ono Omaigod,'” Lord Zeng said, scratching his head anxiously. “I heard the girl speak it last night, but I didn’t understand a single word. But where can I find an interpreter?”

At that, Miss Cuiping said, “Liu Xiaoqi! Didn’t Liu Xiaoqi act as the interpreter last night?”

“That’s right!” Lord Zeng was overjoyed and shouted, “Liu Xiaoqi, Liu Xiaoqi…”

“Lord Zeng, I’m here.” Liu Xiaoqi ran over gleefully, bouncing with excitement. Lord Zeng pulled him close and shoved the note into his hands, saying, “Quick, tell me, what does this say?”

Liu Liwa took it with feigned trepidation, examining the writing carefully with a troubled expression. Lord Zeng held his breath beside him, sweating anxiously. He had truly fallen for the passionate and thrilling feeling of last night. If he couldn’t keep her for himself, he at least wanted to experience it once more. “Hey, what does it say?” Lord Zeng urged.

Liu Liwa, however, looked troubled and said, “This is indeed the writing of the ‘Kingdom of Oye Ono Omaigod,’ but I only know a little. I just learned a few phrases from that girl yesterday. And now, so early in the morning, I’m not fully awake yet, and I’m hungry. I really can’t recall it at the moment. Don’t rush me, Lord Zeng; give me some time, and I’m sure I’ll remember.”

“You have time, but I don’t! If she goes too far, how will I ever catch up to her?” Lord Zeng was furious. He casually took out a small gold ingot from his pocket—not large, but gleaming with a light that tempted the soul. “Don’t worry about being hungry yet. Once you translate the sentence for me, I’ll treat you to a good meal.”

That was exactly what he was waiting for! Liu Liwa happily took the gold, put on a serious face, and picked up the note. After looking at it, he turned to Lord Zeng and said, “Fck, Motherfcker, Son of a btch!”

Lord Zeng had already read it once and naturally knew the content. Hearing it repeated, he nodded repeatedly, his face full of eagerness. Liu Liwa almost couldn’t hold back his laughter—it was rare to see someone so eager to be cursed. This story teaches us that whenever we go to a place or country where we don’t speak the language, we should first learn the local swear words to avoid ending up as pitiful as Lord Zeng.

Liu Liwa not only got the gold but also had the satisfaction of cursing someone out, thoroughly indulging his resentment toward the wealthy from this rich lord. His class envy was evident. Then, with a straight face, he said, “Lord Zeng, the girl wanted to tell you: ‘Darling, I rode a horse back to my hometown, just like you rode me last night…'”

“Ah,” Lord Zeng sighed heavily, his expression downcast and despairing. “There’s no catching up now. Last night, I ‘rode’ so fast…”

Liu Liwa and the group of girls all felt a chill. Only the blushing, bowed-head Cuiping knew exactly how intense it had been last night. Liu Liwa suddenly wondered: if they made all the girls wear veils before starting work, would they all become as passionate as fire? But the customers would never agree. If everyone wore veils, they might as well just grab two pieces of mutton themselves…

In the end, Lord Zeng left with regret and beautiful memories. Watching his carriage disappear at the intersection, the girls immediately erupted into chatter. They surrounded the blushing Cuiping, all talking at once, asking her how exactly she was “ridden” last night and just how fast it was.

Liu Liwa looked on with satisfaction. All the effort he had put into this scheme hadn’t been in vain. When Cuiping brought out last night’s lottery money box, opened it, and started counting, the girls were once again astounded. Just that little trick had earned over seven hundred Silver Taels. Combined with her own savings and the private rewards Lord Zeng gave her last night, not only did she have enough to buy her freedom, but Cuiping herself had become a little rich woman. At the very least, for a long time after leaving Intoxication Pavilion, she wouldn’t have to worry about making a living. As for the road ahead, she would have to walk it on her own…