Chapter 958: There’s Nothing Good About Pretty Boys
Chapter 958: There’s Nothing Good About Pretty Boys
There was no hate that existed for no rhyme or reason. It was the same for love and distress points.
Lu Shu had still thought that Xu Mujun was not targeting his looks. But suddenly, he saw +666 distress points from Wen Zaifou. He understood what was happening.
Had Xu Mujun been sent by Wen Zaifou? But why did Wen Zaifou want to plant someone beside him? Why did a grand Lord of Heaven want to fight the small commander of the Wei Wu Army? There was something very strange about this.
Could it be that although Wen Zaifou said he believed that Lu Shu was not deeply involved with Zhang Weiyu and the rest, Wen Zaifou still doubted him?
Lu Shu was in a dilemma. Did he want Xu Mujun’s money or not…
No. Should he take Xu Mujun as his slave or not…
Lu Shu felt that rather than insincerely accepting her as his slave, it would be better to simply reject her. After all, under normal circ.u.mstances, Lu Shu would not know who had sent Xu Mujun here. Wen Zaifou would not be shamed into anger either.
Lu Shu said, "Ms Mujun, I really cannot support a slave. Don’t sell yourself to me."
Xu Mujun was dumbfounded. She did not know how to react. It was as if she had not expected Lu Shu’s reply.
When Mo Xiaoyan and the rest heard what Lu Shu had said, they were shocked. Xu Mujun was very beautiful. The palace geniuses were excited not because of the male slaves…
It was because they did not expect to see such a good looking slave here! If not, why would Sun Zhongyang accept Xu Mujun’s suggestion and prove that he knew poems as well? The more outstanding they were, the harder they were to obtain. This was rare for Sun Zhongyang and the rest. Simply speaking, it was a sin…
Wen Zaifou’s move left no room for criticism. Xu Mujun was a virgin that he had carefully selected among the spies. She was an all rounder!
But Wen Zaifou simply could not understand why Lu Shu had rejected her…
Mo Xiaoya’s view of Lu Shu changed. Typically, when they listened to scholars tell stories, or invited theatrical troupes to their houses, they liked stories about remarkable men. Mo Xiaoya particularly liked those who had moral integrity.
The men in the palace constantly compared their slaves. Furthermore, all their slaves were females. It was not difficult to guess how experienced these men were with their slaves.
She was disgusted just thinking about it!
Thus, Mo Xiaoya looked at Lu Shu’s face. Suddenly, she grew crazy…
But at that moment, Lu Shu looked at Xu Mujun’s teary expression and could not bear it. He paused for two seconds before saying, "If you are okay with this, you can give me your money. That way, I can carry your money with me. It will feel like you are by my side. When I see the money, I will be able to see your face…"
Mo Xiaoya suddenly felt as if there was a clean and clear mirror in her heart that had broken… it had
"From Xu Mujun’s distress, +666!"
"From Mo Xiaoya’s…"
Sun Zhongyang looked at Lu Shu and suddenly felt annoyed. A female slave that he could not even obtain was giving herself to Lu Shu for free, but he rejected her! He only wanted money, and not her!
Xu Mujun said, "Fine. That makes sense. Please take my money."
As she spoke, she took out a wad of notes from her sleeve and pa.s.sed it to Lu Shu. She said with great injustice, "This is the money that I have been saving up my entire life…"
If Lu Shu did not know that Wen Zaifou had sent her here, he would not have been willing to take her money. He had also earned his money with great difficulty. Earning money to survive was not easy. But now, it was different. He could only sigh that Wen Zaifou was generous in his spending. Would Wen Zaifou send more people in the future? When he thought about this, he started to look forward to it…
Sun Zhongyang and the rest stared at Lu Shu as he turned and walked away after receiving the money. If he did not leave, what else would he do? Wait for Xu Mujun to regret her decision?
"Young lady." Mo Xiaoya patted Xu Mujun’s soldier. "There’s nothing good about handsome men. Take this money. The money that you gave away will serve as a lesson!"
As she spoke, Mo Xiaoya shoved a wad of notes to Xu Mujun and left. Mo Xiaya did not have a favorable impression of Lu Shu. Lu Shu had betrayed others, and now, they had seen Lu Shu’s greedy character. Mo Xiaoya had formed a very negative impression of him…
Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu walked in front. Lu Shu pa.s.sed the notes to Xiaoyu. "Someone had probably sent a spy over. We have to be more careful in the future."
Lu Shu thought about it. How could they be sure that they would enter the slave market and be able to enter the inner courtyard?
Unless… unless they had grasped the entire situation at the entrance of the slave market, causing him to b.u.mp into Sun Zhongyang and the rest by coincidence at the entrance. For example… that thief?
They had probably created an opportunity for him. As for whether Lu Shu would catch on, it would be up to fate.
If this was indeed the case, Lu Shu could not help but applaud how exquisite this plan was. They had planned one half and left the other half up to fate. This was the most natural plan.
If they were not successful this time, there might be a next time. They had time to wait for the opportunity to succeed. They only needed to succeed once to be safe.
When they returned to the caravan, Lu Shu realized that Sun Zhongyang and the rest did not even make eye contact with him. It was as if they looked down on him.
Lu Shu was happy. They would definitely not be able to understand his actions if they were not aware of the situation. But how could he explain this to Sun Zhongyang? Was there a need for Lu Shu to explain this to them? No.
There were many visitors in this world. Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu had spent many years relying on each other. They had learned how to ignore the opinions of others a long time ago. Now, as long as Lu Xiaoyu did not look at him with disdain, he would not care.
At night, Lu Xiaoyu had prepared many tidbits for Lu Shu in the cart. They seemed like a reward for him…
Lu Xiaoyu pushed all the tidbits towards Lu Shu. "Here, eat these!"
The next day, before they set off, Lu Shu suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the trade caravan. Sun Zhongyang and the rest were all looking at him coldly. Lu Shu looked at the clothes that he was wearing. He was not wearing the wrong thing.
Suddenly, Xu Mujun appeared. "I will follow you to the palace."
Lu Shu was shocked. What was happening? He thought that a new spy would come with more money. Why was it still Xu Mujun?
No wonder Sun Zhongyang and the rest were full of hate. They were jealous of him…
Mo Xiaoya entered the carriage. Her voice could be heard over the galloping noises. "There is nothing good about pretty boys. There are also many idiots in this world."
She regretted giving Xu Mujun money. If not, Xu Mujun would not have the money to become a pa.s.senger in this trade caravan.
A young man beside Sun Zhongyang sighed with emotion. "Is this true love? She is willing to accompany him along the long journey to the palace. How touching!"
Sun Zhongyang was utterly disgusted. "Shut your mouth!"
Lu Shu suddenly realized that after Xu Mujun had appeared, Sun Zhongyang and Mo Xiaoya provided him with an endless supply of distress points…
The trade caravan set off!