This Lady Is Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 177: Infiltration (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The white walls and blue tiles of Literary Virtue Bridge had the charm of Jiang Province’s water towns. Looking at the scenery under the light rain, it looked like a hazy ink painting.

Holding a white oil-paper umbrella, Luo Ning walked across the stone arch bridge spanning both sides of the river. Her footsteps were not fast, and her gaze was fixed on the tall door of a house by the river.

As a woman from a water town, Luo Ning had grown up in such an environment. When she was eleven or twelve years old, she would lie on the railings near the river and look at the talented scholars and beauties on the small boats coming and going. Occasionally, she would shyly fantasize about getting married when she grew up.

At the time, she thought that her husband should be peerlessly handsome and talented, wasn’t as serious as her father, and would dote on her like doting on a child.

And now, her fantasy had really come true. It was just that there was a slight deviation in the last part. Doting on her like doting a child should be pampering her and giving her whatever she wanted, not helping her pee like a little girl…

Luo Ning stopped in her tracks and closed her beautiful eyes. Her face was cold as she took a deep breath, wanting to forget the extremely embarrassing scene she had seen in the bronze mirror yesterday.

But she might never be able to forget this scene for the rest of his life…

Luo Ning gnashed her teeth. In her embarrassment, she wanted to turn and jump off the bridge. After a moment, she swept away her distracting thoughts and quickly arrived at the Wang family’s medical clinic.

It was drizzling, and there were not many people in the clinic. Madam Wang was weighing medicinal herbs behind the counter in the wide hall. When she saw the stunning beauty in blue enter, she greeted her kindly. “Welcome, Miss Ning’er.”

Luo Ning closed the oil-paper umbrella and quietly walked to the counter. “Madam Wang, I’m here to get some medicine. Jingtang’s internal heat is still quite strong. Can you help me prescribe a prescription to cool the heat…”

Madam Wang put down a bronze scale, walked over, looked at Luo Ning’s complexion, and asked softly, “Is it because your husband is too much, and you can’t take it?”

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Luo Ning felt that this topic was a little private, but it wasn’t a good thing to hide it from the doctor. After thinking about it, she answered truthfully, “A little bit. Um… 1 feel that he isn’t fully satisfied every time…”

Madam Wang’s eyes were full of understanding as she said gently, “It’s normal for martial artists to be strong and vigorous. Young Master Ye is a good young man who’s one in a million. You have a soft body, so you definitely won’t be able to take it head-on. Even after he takes medicine to cool the heat and dispel the fire, you still won’t be able to take it.”

Luo Ning blinked. “How old will he be when he stops being so vigorous?”

“It’s hard to say. People who walk the path of external martial arts suffer from overwork, and their bodies will begin to decline after forty. But the path of internal martial arts is different. The older they get, the more monstrous they become. There are many people who are still full of energy at eighty.”

Luo Ning had practiced the Beauty-Retaining Picture before. If nothing went wrong, she would still be as beautiful as she was now when she was 80 years old. As for Ye Jingtang, she didn’t know if he would be so blessed.

Thinking of the ‘white-haired old thief’ who was still as elegant as he currently was at the age of 80 and still tormenting her like this, Luo Ning was afraid and asked, “If a woman practices internal martial arts, will she be able to handle it better?”

Madam Wang shook her head. “Internal martial arts is a way to nourish one’s qi. They can nourish one’s body and maintain one’s beauty, but they’re not very helpful for this. A woman who practices external martial arts has been tempering her muscles, bones, and skin since she was young. She will be more vigorous and not afraid of men.”

External martial arts… Third Lady? Uiq Ning thought of Third Lady’s extroverted personality and her tit-for-tat relationship with her and suddenly felt pressure for the future.

But these were private matters. Luo Ning couldn’t talk to Madam Wang about them, so she still wanted to get some medicine to scare the little thief.

In the end, Mrs. Wang didn’t give her a prescription. Instead, she leaned close to her ear and said earnestly, “Medicine can cure the symptoms, but not the root cause. Miss, if your body can’t take it, you can think of a way to…”

Warm up.

Luo Ning recalled that it had always been the little thief using his hands and mouth to warm up her body. When she heard this, she asked curiously, “What should I do?”

Mrs. Wang felt that this girl was a little pure and explained softly, “Just tell the man. He will naturally teach you.”

While speaking, she took out a small bottle from under the counter and handed it to Luo Ning. “This is Fragrant Concubine Dew. It can nourish the skin. Some madams are drier, and this item will make them feel more comfortable…”

Luo Ning roughly understood what she meant. Although she was embarrassed to recall her experience with the little thief, she still felt that she probably didn’t need this thing for lubrication…

Luo Ning accepted the white porcelain bottle with a strange expression. “Mrs. Wang, you even sell these things?”

Madam Wang smiled. “Aren’t doctors benevolent? I deal with the wives of officials all day long. They can’t tell anyone about their difficulties, so they can only find a doctor like me to resolve them… By the way, there’s a Fan family at the corner of the street. It’s the residence of the imperial tailor, Fan Jiuniang. The tailor store beside it is owned by Fan Jiuniang’s daughter. If you really want your husband to hand over the spear early, you can look for Miss Fan. Tell her my name, and buy a few clothes to try on.”

Luo Ning was slightly confused. “Are the clothes there beautiful?”

Madam Wang nodded. “Fan Jiuniang is the Feng Guancheng of the tailoring world. She was the one who made Her Majesty’s dragon robe. The common clothes and styles of people nowadays were all designed by her when she was young. For example, your fairy dress was originally custom-made by Fan Jiuniang for Her Majesty’s biological mother, Imperial Consort Wang. First, the wives of wealthy families imitated it, and then it spread to the civilians and Jianghu…”

“Is that so?”

“I grew up in the capital. How could 1 not know this? Miss, your figure is really good. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen wearing this dress. The famous ‘Moon Goddess’ in Jianghu will probably pale in comparison to you.”

Hearing the praise, Luo Ning was a little happy and smiled. “You flatter me, Madam. I’ll go over and take a look later..”