After a few days, Murong Yunshu noticed that the mansion had gotten even livelier. She could even bump into strangers everywhere she went.
As a matter of fact, when she looked up, she just bumped into another one, an elegant young man of 16 or 17.
Before Murong Yunshu could open her mouth, the young gongzi who approached her from the other side, smiled at her in a friendly manner and asked, âExcuse me, where is the Main Madam of Murong Mansion?â
Murong Yunshuâs eyelashes quivered as she asked back, âAre you asking about her grave or her memorial tablet?â
The young gongzi was flabbergasted for a moment, then laughed out loud, as he explained with a lisp, âWhat I mean isâŠâŠwhere is the room ofâŠâŠthe Young Mistress of Murong MansionâŠâŠâ
âOh.â Murong Yunshu raised her eyebrows.
âDo you know where it is?â The young gongzi stopped laughing and asked.
âGo straight ahead till the end.â Murong Yunshu showed the way.
âThank you.â The young gongzi smiled at her again and walked forward gracefully.
When the man had gone away, Lu-er asked in confusion, âMiss, donât you dread people bothering you? Why did you even give him the directionsâŠâŠâ
âHow is he going to bother me when Iâm not there?â
ââŠâŠâ Lu-erâs face was full of black lines, âArenât we always going back there?â
âWho says we have to go back?â
âUhâŠâŠâ Where do we sleep at night if we donât go back?
Murong Yunshu muttered as she walked, âMany people have come to the mansion recently.â
âUh-huh.â Lu-er nodded, âI heard that they are all friends of Madam Chu.â Towards the end, Lu-er added, âAll have paid for their rooms, one thousand taels a night.â
Thatâs Bewitching Fairy YueâŠ..
She should not mind about it. Regarding this matter, it was she, herself who had started it.
Murong Yunshu sighed amusedly and suggested, âWhy donât I just open an inn instead?â
Lu-er said, âThen, we still need Madam Chuâs help in soliciting customers.â
SolicitingâŠâŠshe was not going to run a brothel. Murong Yunshu gave Lu-er a disdainful look and instructed, âYou should return to Qingfeng Pavilion first. Iâll take a stroll by myself.â
âOh.â Lu-er left obediently.
*
Lu-er had just walked outside Qingfeng Pavilion and barely stepped through the courtyard door when she was startled by the black stream of people in the yard.
Whatâs going on?
Lu-er blinked, then blinked again, while pondering whether to immediately report the situation to Miss or to ask for clarification first before she left.
At that moment, a flaming red figure âfloatedâ towards her.
Seeing the face of the person who had come, Lu-er was overjoyed that she asked, âMadam Chu, who are these people? Why are they blocking Missâs boudoir?â
Bewitching Fairy Yue chuckled, âAs the saying goes, whoever comes is a guest. They, without a doubt, are guests.â After saying this, she stretched her neck and stood on tiptoe, looking behind Lu-er with her eyes wide open.
âWhat are you looking at?â Lu-er asked in confusion. She looked back behind her as well.
âWhere is your Young Mistress?â Bewitching Fairy Yue asked.
Lu-er said, âStill strolling alone. Youâre looking for her?â
âIâm not the one looking for her. Theyâre the ones looking for her.â Bewitching Fairy Yue said as she pointed to a group of flamboyantly dressed men of varying heights behind her.
Lu-er took a glance inside and shivered. She suddenly felt that Bewitching Fairy Yue in front of her had the potential to be a female pimpâŠâŠ
Bewitching Fairy Yue urged, âGo and call your Young Mistress to meet the guests.â
Thatâs a very pimp-like statement! Lu-er exclaimed in her mind.
Suddenly, Lu-er felt an inexplicable chill down her back, and immediately screamed in her mind: bah bah bah, what are you thinking? If Madam Chu is a pimp, wouldnât Miss be the top girl?
Fortunately, Miss was not here. Lu-er breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she suddenly became uneasy after a while. She had always felt that Miss could read peopleâs minds. Otherwise, how could she always seem to be able to see through what they had on their minds?
She couldnât tell if Miss could read her mind at this timeâŠ
Lu-er shivered all of a sudden. She did not dare to think about it anymore.
âI told you to get Yunshu to come. Why are you still standing there in a daze?â Bewitching Fairy Yue stared at Lu-er strangely.
âOh.â Lu-er mumbled her answer and quickly returned the way she had come. Hopefully, Miss hadnât gone far.
After Lu-er left, a gongzi with finely chiselled features and a striking appearance, in luxurious clothing came out of the crowd. He was the one who had run into Murong Yunshu before. He was King Chuâs youngest son, Hua Ziqing.
âSenior Yue, who was that little maid just now?â Hua Ziqing asked.
âA little maid.â
âI mean, whose maid is she?â
Bewitching Fairy Yue laughed, âWhose else can talk to me other than Murong Yunshuâs personal maid?â
Sure enough, it was her! Although Hua Ziqing had guessed that the woman he had met before was probably Murong Yunshu ever since that maid had appeared, he was still struck by Bewitching Fairy Yueâs words. He had come all the way to Jinling and didnât spare anything to stay in Murong Mansion, just to meet the legendary god-like Murong Yunshu, only to brush past her!
Thinking about the coincidental encounter just now, Hua Ziqingâs face couldnât help but be filled with black lines. That woman knew he was looking for her, but she was still so calm to even show him the wayâŠâŠ
What a freak.
While Hua Ziqingâs mind was racing, Lu-er had already gone and returned in a hurry while looking anxious.
Hua Ziqingâs heart sank. Had there been an accident?
After all, he was full of youthful vigour. Without waiting for Lu-er to approach, Hua Ziqing asked anxiously, âWhy didnât Murong Yunshu come?â
Lu-er glared at him in displeasure and blurted, âItâs all your fault!â
âWhat are you blaming me for?â Hua Ziqing looked puzzled.
Lu-er replied, âMiss runs away from home when she saw troublesome people come to the door.â
Hua Ziqing raised an eyebrow, âYouâre the troublesome people!â
ââŠâŠâ The speechless Bewitching Fairy Yue pushed Hua Ziqing away and asked Lu-er, âWhere did she go?â
âI donât know,â answered Lu-er.
Bewitching Fairy Yue knitted her willow eyebrows. It would be a problem if Murong Yunshuâs whereabouts were unknown. She had taken so many âbribesâ. If these people couldnât see Yunshu, they would swallow her raw and wholeâŠâŠ
Lu-er also had her eyebrows frowning and a black look on. Miss used to take her everywhere she went, but this time, Miss had left her behind.[+]
Hua Ziqing thought about it and suddenly cried out joyfully, âShe didnât come back to get her luggage, and she doesnât have any money on her, so she must not be able to go far.â
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Did he think that the Murong Mansionâs private banks all over the country were nothing?
âKid, with this kind of intelligence, you are still born as a dragonâs son and grandson. Tell me honestly, did you bribe the King of Hell?â Bewitching Fairy Yue asked as she patted Hua Ziqingâs shoulder in an elderly manner.
The corners of Hua Ziqingâs mouth twitched slightly and he said nothing further.
Lu-er gave him a strange look, âArenât you so good at scolding just now? How come you suddenly become silent?â
Hua Ziqing turned his head to one side coolly and said, âAn educated person knows how to respect the old and cherish the young.â [T/N].
Lu-er froze, then bent over laughing. The rest of the âtroublesomeâ people in the room also burst out laughing.
Only Bewitching Fairy Yue had her face so green with anger, âWho are you calling old?â
âUhâŠâŠâ Hua Ziqing was tempted to say, âYouâre about the same age as my motherâ, but when he felt the murderous glare from Bewitching Fairy Yue, he immediately changed his words very uncharacteristically, âItâs cherishing the youngâŠâŠâ
In a moment, the laughter stopped abruptly, followed by another earth-shattering burst of laughter.
Bewitching Fairy Yue didnât know whether to laugh or cry. This kidâŠthis kid was more irritating than that girl, Murong Yunshu!
âWhere is Ah Chang?â Bewitching Fairy Yue suddenly remembered her son. With him around, that girl wouldnât get far.
âGone too.â Lu-er said.
Bewitching Fairy Yue was deeply shocked that she said in an unpleasant tone, âOne person leaving is called running from home. Two people leaving is called elopement. Make it clearer next time.â Her hope of causing trouble had ended up with disappointment.
Lu-er looked so innocent that anyone couldnât say anything furtherâŠâŠ
*
At the same time, outside Jinling City, two people on a horse were enjoying the jianghu world.
It was the road that they had walked together once. Same scene, different mood.
The last time they rode together, Murong Yunshu sat behind Chu Changge with her arms wrapped around his waist. And this time, it changed to Chu Changge sit behind Murong Yunshu, with his arms around her.
Murong Yunshu leaned on Chu Changgeâs solid chest, as she raised her eyes to the blue sky and white clouds millions of miles above. She listened to the gentle breeze while feeling extremely joyful.
To be happy was to leave all your troubles behind and lie in the arms of your beloved while watching the clouds roll by.
âWith us just walk away like this, youâre not going to worry that something happens in the mansion?â Chu Changge asked with a smile.
Murong Yunshu raised her dark eyebrows and asked, âWhat can happen when we are not even there?â
ââŠâŠâ Thatâs true. Even if something was going on, it was all directed at them. âWhere do you want to go?â Chu Changge let go of the reins and let the horse walk at will.
âCan I go anywhere I want?â
âOf course.â Chu Changgeâs tone was like chopping the nail and slicing the iron as if even if she wanted to fly to the sky, he would do it.
Murong Yunshu pondered for a moment and said, âJianghu.â
Chu Changge was slightly flabbergasted at her words, but then he said âyesâ with alacrity, before tugging on the reins, clamping down on the horseâs belly and letting out a low cry, âGoâââ
The stallion rushed off with dust trailing behind.
*
In fact, Murong Yunshu did not know where jianghu was. She only wanted to visit his world, even though she knew it was bound to be full of foul wind and bloody rain.
Speaking of it, wasnât her world also filled with foul wind and bloody rain?
Only, blood was shed in his world while hers did not.
*
At this time, in Jinling city, apart from the soldiersâ mutiny and troops rebel filling Murong Mansionâs atmosphere, there was another group of people that had been thrown into confusion.
âDid she see through you?!â Fang Hongfei asked in exasperation.
The person standing in front of him was just like the cleaning auntie whom Murong Yunshu had encountered in the mansion. âEven if she found out about me, itâs only because a certain person âs craft is quite poor.â When she said âa certain personâ, she was glancing at the other person in the room.
That other person is King Liang Jrâs confidant, Wang Chao.[+]
As soon as Wang Chao heard someone say âhis craft was quite poorâ to attack his proudest disguise skill, he immediately shouted, âYou try to learn the skill, then let me see one of your disguises! Damn Yanzi!â
The cleaning auntie, who was also known as Yin Yanzi, gave him a cold look and said, âIf you donât have a guilty conscience, why do you take a general comment as a personal attack on you?â
âYouâŠâŠâ Wang Chao gasped.
âAlright, donât fight!â Fang Hongfeiâs face sank as he said, âYou are all His Highness right-hand men. So donât just make a fuss over everything.â
Yin Yanzi snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Seeing this, Wang Chao also loudly grunted with his nose up in the air.
Fang Hongfei glanced at the two of them and said to Yin Yanzi, âI originally wanted you to mix with the people in Murong Mansion to wait for an opportunity to collect evidence of Murong Yunshuâs collusion with other vassal kings. Then, we will present it to the Emperor as national prestige. Now the plan has only just begun, but it has come to a sudden end. It seems that we will have to find another way.â
Yin Yanzi was expressionless. She just wanted to know what she should do next.
Wang Chao laughed in silence. To use the proof as a national prestige? To speak in such a grand manner in front of his own people was truly admirable. To be honest, if it was not for His Highnessâ orders, he would rather play with a weirdo like Murong Yunshu than work with a despicable person like Fang Hongfei.
Zhang Yu had a cold face. His Highness was a ruler and could accept all kinds of people, as long as the other party had value. But Fang Hongfei was a mere subject. Even if Fang Hongfei served the same master, Zhang Yu still disdained to associate himself with him.