Qing Luan forced herself to ignore his burning gaze and turned to the three people in front of her, asking, "Sister Yun, what's going on today?" These people were really pushing their luck.
Oh no, Shui Moli had caused her so much trouble. She had never felt so helpless or embarrassed before; it was all because of that thick-skinned person, forcing her to put on a serious face now.
The young lady is shy! Sister Yun thought to herself, chuckling inwardly. She had to admit that Sister Yun was onto something, but she dared not ask further for fear of provoking the young lady's anger.
Seeing Qing Luan becoming serious, the three playful individuals ceased their antics. Usually, when they played together, there was no distinction between master and servant, but when it came to handling matters, Qing Luan never joked around.
"The Young Marquis and Huang have started their actions," Sister Yun said without concern for the others present. After all, if A-Song could bring him in, it meant he had the young lady's permission. Moreover, since she hadn't chased him away after he entered, it indicated that he could be trusted. So she revealed everything without holding back.
"It seems they have reached some agreement," Qing Luan said with a cold smile after hearing Sister Yun's words.
"Hehe, originally their hope was to obtain Jade Pavilion. Then the young lady would follow their plan and consume Contraceptive Poison. At that point, they would find an excuse to have the young lady checked, and the result would mean she would have to depend on them for life. This way, the money flowing into Jade Pavilion would become theirs," Sister Yun said with a mocking smile on her lips, though her eyes were filled with killing intent.
Without this debt, they could play around as they wished. But now that this debt existed, those people deserved to die!
Listening silently to their conversation, when she heard Sister Yun mention Contraceptive Poison, Qing Luan furrowed her brows slightly. A murderous aura radiated from Xuanyuan Rui's body, sending an inexplicable chill down Qing Luan's spine—was this person alright!?
Xuanyuan Rui forgot his battle-hardened experience due to his anger; the genuine killing intent emanating from him was more chilling than any assassin's presence. The atmosphere around them seemed to drop in temperature suddenly. Not only Qing Luan felt it; even Sister Yun and the others exchanged glances, unsure of what he intended to do.
"Hey," seeing everyone staring at the silent Shui Moli, Qing Luan pushed him lightly and muttered, "What are you going crazy for? Do you want to freeze us all to death!?" What kind of person was this? The killing intent was so intense!
She speculated but didn't delve too deeply into it.
"Ah, I'm sorry," Xuanyuan Rui said as he snapped back to reality and retracted his killing aura with an apologetic smile.
"Hmph," Qing Luan snorted coldly and didn't bother arguing with him. She looked at Sister Yun and said in a low voice, "Their plan is very thorough. Unfortunately, with Lin Ya meddling in things and my public vow not to enter Marquis Residence or become a concubine, they must have some arrangements for me..."
" Luan'er, don't be afraid; I will protect you!" Xuanyuan Rui seized the opportunity to express his feelings passionately, his eyes burning with intensity that made everyone feel as if they might catch fire.
Qing Luan glanced at him oddly, murmuring to herself, "Is he out of his mind? One moment it's freezing, the next it's boiling. Doesn't he know that alternating between hot and cold can make someone catch a cold?"
" Luan'er, I'm serious," he said, noticing her strange look but not receiving a response. He was eager to express himself but was interrupted by Qing Luan.
"Whether you're serious or not isn't enough just to say it," she rejected his sweet talk. "Water Young Master, to be honest, we've only met twice, and we aren't even friends. I'm not someone you can toy with, so please don't torment us with your mood swings."
As she spoke her mind, Qing Luan noticed Xuanyuan Rui's odd expression and Sister Yun trying hard to suppress her laughter.
"What are you all up to?" she asked, suspicious of their antics.
"Miss, we definitely felt the killing intent from Water Young Master earlier," Sister Yun reminded her fearlessly. "But about the heat... well, we really didn't feel anything." She hinted that Qing Luan was being overly dramatic and warned her to be careful not to scare him away; otherwise, she might regret it later.
It wasn't that they wanted to sell their miss out; they were simply observing. That man's gaze had been fixed on her the entire time. When Lin Ya attempted to attack her in the street, he had shielded her without hesitation. Although he hadn't fought back, he had scared Lin Ya off with his little white companion, which made them think that this man was quite compatible with their miss.
A man who could be cold and calculating towards others but playful and affectionate towards their miss was rare indeed!
If Qing Luan knew what they were thinking at that moment, she would have proudly declared, "Hmph! Do I look like someone who would worry about not having a man? With enough money, I could buy a husband for fun; why would I worry about him running away? What a ridiculous thought!"
As soon as Sister Yun finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter, including Xuanyuan Rui.
" Luan'er, you can feel my sincerity now," he said innocently, blinking his eyes. His originally fierce black eyes now sparkled playfully, making Qing Luan feel an urge to howl at the sky in frustration. "I'm so touched!"
Please! Isn't being cute and charming a woman's privilege? Why does this big man have to act adorable and play the victim?
"Get lost," Qing Luan snapped angrily, kicking him away. Her face flushed redder than before.
Seeing their miss flustered brought extra joy to Qin'er and the others. They laughed quietly behind their hands to avoid provoking her wrath; that would be terrifying.
" Luan'er, I'm already yours; how can you just use me and throw me away?" Xuanyuan Rui continued with his outrageous remarks.
"You... shut up," she exclaimed, her heartache and frustration no longer soothed by her cries to the heavens. This insufferable guy was probably here to provoke her. Her skin was already thick enough, but he seemed even thicker; he didn't even flinch when he panicked. "If you dare to say another word, don't ever show your face in front of me again!"
"Oh, then I won't say anything," Xuanyuan Rui replied obediently, though inside he was laughing so hard he could almost hurt himself. Although they had only met twice, he had gained some understanding of her character. Lin Ya was cunning and ruthless, giving no one a chance, looking down on everything with an air of dominance—someone like that couldn't be confronted head-on; it would only lead to mutual destruction. What he did was to use softness against her hardness, and unexpectedly, she truly couldn't handle it. It seemed his gamble had paid off.
He should be charming when needed, obedient when necessary, and assertive when the moment called for it. A man like this was hard to find even with a lantern. Miss, you should stop being so proud and just accept him—this was what Sister Yun and the others thought in their hearts.
As long as the young lady had a man by her side, those boring old hags would stop nagging. They treated her like their own granddaughter and felt anxious seeing her always alone. So if she really did settle down, they would be delighted.
If Qing Luan knew their intentions, she would surely go on a rampage.
"Miss, by announcing this in public, you've completely fallen out with the Young Marquis. If someone from Chen Residence comes looking for you, what do you plan to do?" Qin'er asked a more practical question, worried that they might pose a threat to the young lady.
The Contraceptive Poison had been discovered by Yin Hong; who knew what other vile things they might be plotting behind the scenes? Thus, there was some concern in her heart.
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Due to feeling unwell today at dawn, updates will be irregular...
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