Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 163: Chapter 92 Women Are Unpredictable_2

The moment the person touched the chair, it started rocking back and forth, causing Zhou Mu’s body to stiffen up. With some clever effort, he stabilized his figure and finally stopped the chair from swaying.

Gu Changsheng laughed at his misfortune, “You don’t plan on using all this effort to keep your balance the whole time, do you?”

Zhou Mu shot a cold glare, while that woman smiled beautifully.

“Alright, you don’t need to strain yourself, just sway with the chair, relax.”

It was then that Zhou Mu relaxed his body and lay back.

The autumn was high and the air fresh, the sunlight gently passing through the eaves and casting mottled shadows in the courtyard, a rare pleasure indeed.

To be certain of no allergic reaction, everyone tested a little on their wrists. Gu Changsheng, confident now, picked up his son and reclined in an empty chair, “Xiao Cui, come help us with our face masks.”

Xiao Cui, barely able to contain her smile, dutifully came forward to first apply the masks on her own mistress and Young Master, then covered them with a layer of white silk soaked in cucumber juice.

The mistress said, the herbs in the mask should be kept out of light!

With everyone masked up, Xiao Cui’s face turned red with suppressed laughter, her hand covering her mouth, “Mistress, you and Young Master look like monsters now…”

The white silk, stained with the medicinal mud of the face mask, was a weird, grayish mush, indeed bizarre…

“Don’t… laugh… to… them…,” Gu Changsheng, laying sideways in the rocking chair with a mask on, slurred, pointing at the two beautiful men also struggling to contain their laughter. Laugh it up, soon you’ll look just like your mother! Hmph!

Xiao Cui, as instructed, moved to the nearest Yue Xilou chair and repeated the earlier actions.

Gu Changsheng watched Xiao Cui’s movements with embarrassed amusement, feeling schadenfreude bubbling inside him.

Gosh! Seeing a face that could bring disaster to a country turn into a smudged gray mess was just too satisfying!

After the face mask was applied at Yue Xilou, Xiao Cui walked over to Zhou Mu’s chair.

Just as Xiao Cui was about to repeat the process, Zhou Mu stopped her without sentiment, “Leave it, I’ll do it myself.”

He has never liked people getting close, and that wasn’t going to change overnight.

Nor did he intend to change.

Obediently, Xiao Cui bowed slightly and, leaving her things, went to fetch a bronze mirror.

Gu Changsheng, with eyes wide, watched the evildoer apply the facial mud himself, his application smooth and even—more professional than Xiao Cui. If this were modern times, he’d definitely be a self-taught beauty guru!

Three adults, plus a Little Meat Bun, lay comfortably under the veranda, basking in the autumn breeze.

If one didn’t look at their faces, the view really was exceptionally nice!

But if you did look at their faces, it was time to skedaddle!

You can never expect people to look beautiful on their quest for beauty, just focus on the results, the process isn’t important!

Of course, you can’t expect someone to look good with a face mask on either, damn it, whether you’re a beauty who can topple states or make flowers shy, with your face covered, leaving only two eyes and a mouth, who would dare call you beautiful?

Gu Changsheng felt somewhat more noble in that instant, not as otherworldly beautiful as the two men before her, but at this moment, at least she was similarly… ugly!

“Flower Peacock, do you think any of Prince Liang’s beauties have some kind of unspeakable disease, like venereal disease?” After entertaining himself for a while, Gu Changsheng couldn’t sit still, no longer caring if talking during a face mask could cause wrinkles.

“No,” Yue Xilou replied succinctly.

“That can be arranged,” Gu Changsheng insisted.

Yue Xilou: “…”

“Flower Peacock, there was originally no path in this world, but as more people walked on it, a path was made,” Gu Changsheng said, not beating around the bush. “Just because it doesn’t exist now doesn’t mean it won’t in the future. I believe you can make it happen. What’s the harm in plotting against one’s dear uncle?”

Just as he was about to frown, remembering the mask on his face, Yue Xilou quickly suppressed the expression and, glancing over Gu Changsheng, turned to the other side, “Are you just going to let her talk nonsense? That’s your uncle!”

Zhou Mu ignored him, continuing to rest with his eyes closed.

“Tsk tsk, ruthless is the way of The Imperial Family, I was right indeed,” Gu Changsheng, resting her head on her hand, looked sympathetically at Yue Xilou.

“That’s Prince Liang, powerful and influential, embedding someone by his side is not as easy as talking about it,” Yue Xilou spoke steadily, “Besides, as the Tower Master, I’m a businessman; if there’s not a good deal, I won’t be up at dawn. Prince Liang can’t just be compared to any ordinary person…”

“I like that attitude, fair and square, no strings attached. Your Cool Breeze Bright Moon Tower has quite a few girls with unsophisticated medical needs, right? I’ll give you a few prescriptions that will definitely do the trick if used correctly,” Gu Changsheng proposed.

“Are you serious?” Yue Xilou seemed quite interested. He didn’t doubt Gu Changsheng’s medical skills, and in the brothel business involved with greetings and farewells, it was natural for the ladies to have various discomforts.

“I can also give you a recipe for a decoction, inexpensive and easy to obtain, that if used for daily cleaning can reduce the chance of infection by half,” Gu Changsheng saw his interest and dangled another carrot.

“Deal!” Yue Xilou took the bait. Every industry has its dark secrets, and given the slightest chance to turn things around, why would he let it go?

Venereal disease, albeit not life-threatening in the short term, if you get such an unspeakable disease, Prince Liang, then you’re on your own!

Yue Xilou secretly wiped a cold sweat for Prince Liang, lifting his head to start thinking about which girl in his Tower might have that disease.

Not just any sick girl would do, but one with looks and charm that could capture Prince Liang’s attention, making him a submissive lover…

“Ah, the hearts of women are as inscrutable as the ocean depths,” Yue Xilou couldn’t help sighing.

Gu Changsheng’s move was just too cunning! Luckily, Prince Liang already had grandsons, but to wish for more children was like longing for the moon if he caught that disease.

It was practically the same as cursing him to have no more descendants!