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Ziyan gestured towards Three Elders and asked again.
"Yes! The servant will follow the Master’s orders without question."
This time, Three Elders Hong Lianhua nodded respectfully without any hesitation.
"Good, then let me teach you how to arrange them!"
Ziyan smiled at Three Elders with satisfaction, then shifted the conversation to the main topic.
"Understood!"
Three Elders Hong Lianhua responded with a single word.
Then she called the sisters from Qingfeng Tower and began to get busy.
Ziyan personally chose how each pot should be arranged and where each one should go.
As a result, it was easy to imagine that they had been busy for most of the day.
Soon, dusk approached. Ziyan sought out Wu Xiang and Chief Steward, instructing them to complete the restroom and stage within two days.
Additionally, she hand-drew several stone water troughs of varying sizes and shapes, instructing them to find a stonemason to carve them as soon as possible.
Only when she could no longer find any oversights did Ziyan feel at ease. She then took her beloved Demonically Charming Man, called her personal maid Yang Xiaodie, along with the coachman, and they all left Qingfeng Tower in a carriage.
That night, Ziyan did not plan to return to the Heavenly Pivot Sect Headquarters — Ren Shi Tang, but instead directed the coachman towards Drunken Immortal Residence, as she was now quite familiar with it.
As the Master of the Heavenly Pivot Sect, she could say that the entire sect belonged to her. Now that she could choose where to live, why not?
However, Ziyan did not want to stay at Qingfeng Tower, because it was a brothel. Although brothels were legalized in this era, as someone who had lived in the Twenty-First World, she felt a deep-seated aversion and taboo towards such places.
Moreover, for someone like Ziyan, who had a serious obsession with cleanliness, how could she possibly sleep in such a place?
Since she did not want to stay in the brothel and did not wish to return to Ren Shi Tang, the only option left was to stay in the cozy little yard at Drunken Immortal Residence.
Perhaps the coachman was also eager to get on with the journey, as he kept whipping the horses' backs along the way.
This made the two horses gallop freely on their return trip.
In just a moment, they arrived at the entrance of Drunken Immortal Residence.
At this point, Ziyan had completely relaxed; the matter was basically settled, and her heart naturally eased.
So when the carriage reached its destination, Ziyan was not as hurried to get off as she had been earlier.
On the contrary, she waited until the coachman set up the footstool before leisurely stepping down from the carriage.
As she was about to enter the main hall, she saw Head Innkeeper Qi Yu rushing down from the third floor to greet her.
"Master, are you going to stay in the backyard again tonight?"
Qi Yu asked cautiously and politely.
"Yes! Thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader; I am very satisfied. I'm hungry now, so please hurry and instruct the kitchen to prepare some delicious dishes to send to the backyard."
Ziyan casually and lazily gave her instructions and then headed towards that cozy little house.
Of course, Qi Yu did not delay at all. As Ziyan left, he quickly went to the back kitchen.
After numerous observations and attentiveness, he had already accurately grasped the tastes of his master. Just like this time, he had the kitchen prepare several dishes that the master loved to eat.
Meanwhile, Ziyan was unaware that Head Innkeeper Qi Yu had already taken a liking to her.
She simply relied on her intuition: she felt more trust and satisfaction towards this Head Innkeeper!
Returning to the small residence, Ziyan quickly washed up under the service of Yang Xiaodie, waiting for dinner to arrive.
With nothing to do, Ziyan surprisingly disregarded her fatigue. Perhaps it had been a long time since she practiced swordsmanship; suddenly inspired, she picked up her long sword and began to practice alone in the small courtyard.
Ling Yuxuan did not stop her but stood quietly and motionlessly in the Pavilion, silently appreciating Beloved Child's sword dance while taking out her own Jade Flute from her pocket.
Then, following Ziyan's movements, she began to play a gentle tune.
As Ziyan danced, imaginary enemies started to appear in her mind. Who could these imagined foes be? Instantly, she thought of the despicable people from Zijia Village.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. At that moment, she decided that if there was another opportunity, she would definitely return and teach those people a harsh lesson.
However—just as Ziyan's thoughts and emotions were shifting, the sword in her hand also changed accordingly.
While practicing, a figure appeared at the Yard Entrance. Without much thought, Ziyan leaped toward the first person who entered the courtyard and pointed her sword directly at his throat.
The newcomer stood still, remaining calm even in the face of danger, showing disdain for even attempting to dodge.
Ziyan could only quickly redirect her sword tip to narrowly avoid him but was quite surprised inside.
She then stared at Qi Yu with her big blinking eyes, circling around him before stopping to ask, "Do you think you are invulnerable?"
"No worries! Consider it a repayment for my initial disrespect towards my master," Qi Yu replied calmly.
"At first?" Ziyan looked at the young man in front of him with confusion.
"That night, Subordinate was disrespectful to the Master," Qi Yu explained briefly.
Ziyan suddenly understood, "Oh, you mean the night you stole my purse and had a big fight with me? Hmm! I should have dealt with you properly."
Saying this, Ziyan pretended to think for a moment and then continued, "However, considering your recent efforts in assisting Thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader, I am very satisfied., I will forgive you."
"Subordinate thanks the Sect Leader for your generosity."
"No need for thanks. Just make sure to support Thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader, I am very satisfied. from now on."
"Yes, Subordinate will definitely do so."
"Good! That's more like it."
"Hey, is that food you're holding?"
Ziyan finally realized that Head Innkeeper must have sent him a meal.
"Yes!"
Qi Yu lifted the basket high and gently shook it in front of Ziyan.
"What delicious food do you have?"
Ziyan couldn't help but ask.
"Naturally, it's what the Sect Leader likes to eat the most."
"Oh, you know what I like to eat?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, let's go inside and the Sect Leader can see for himself."
"Oh! Alright." Ziyan stepped aside and then raised his head to signal the Demonically Charming Man in the distance at the Pavilion to come in.
He—Ling Yuxuan—of course understood what Beloved Child meant, and then slowly put his Jade Flute back into his embrace. However, there was a hint of inexplicable coldness on his face.
At this moment, he didn't know why every time he saw Qi Yu appear, he felt an inexplicable number of questions arise in his heart.
He always felt that this person also had a story and that their past identities might be somewhat similar.
Moreover, from a man's understanding of another man, he could clearly sense that Qi Yu's expression was somewhat strange every time he saw his Beloved Child, even suspicious!
This was not some kind of delusion or illusion caused by jealousy or any other reason.
Rather, it was an instinctive premonition, and with the way he had just looked at Ziyan again, Ling Yuxuan became even more certain of his various thoughts and possibilities.
Suddenly, Ling Yuxuan felt an urge to send someone to investigate the Head Innkeeper's background thoroughly.
The Demonically Charming Man's oddness quickly caught Ziyan's sensitive attention.
So, when they entered the room and sat beside the round table, Ziyan intentionally blinked his beautiful eyes at Ling Yuxuan.
However, the other party remained indifferent and calm, which made Ziyan feel somewhat displeased.
He thought to himself, could it be because he had been too close to Qi Yu earlier? How petty! Sigh—
Speechless, utterly speechless.
After Qi Yu and the others left the room, Ziyan pouted and asked, "Hey—are you jealous?"
The other person did not respond and continued eating with chopsticks, seemingly not hearing her at all.
"I'm talking to you!"
Ziyan asked again.
The Demonically Charming Man slammed his chopsticks down heavily and stared—intensely stared at Ziyan.
Uh? What’s going on?
Ziyan felt confused and thought to herself: Could it be that men have their own physiological periods too?
"Seriously, what do you mean by that?"
Ziyan continued to press for an answer, feeling quite frustrated.
"Do you want to hear me speak?"
After a long pause, Ling Yuxuan finally spoke.
"Yes, I want to hear."
Ziyan nodded vigorously like a chick pecking at grains.
"Then listen carefully."
"Okay, I'm listening! I'm listening!"
"I hope you keep a certain distance from this Head Innkeeper in the future."
"Tch, I knew you were jealous."
"It's not jealousy; it's just that I feel he is not an ordinary person. You need to be cautious around him."
Ling Yuxuan candidly expressed his feelings.
"Uh? Then, who is he? Or is he not someone who is completely loyal to the Heavenly Pivot Sect?"
Ziyan curiously asked her doubts.
"Anything is possible. I will send someone to investigate further as soon as possible. So you need to be careful! Try to keep your distance from him."
Ling Yuxuan cautiously reminded his Beloved Child.
"Got it, I will."
Ziyan nodded obediently while giving her Demonically Charming Man a sweet smile.
"Hurry up and eat! You little rascal."
At this point, the Demonically Charming Man's expression finally softened as he gently instructed.
"Oh, okay!"
Upon hearing this, Ziyan picked up her chopsticks and casually grabbed a piece of pickled fish to eat.
No kidding, she was already so hungry that she could hardly stand it. If it weren't for the Demonically Charming Man's interruption, she would have already devoured all the delicious food in front of her.
It must be said that these dishes, served in plates and bowls, are truly some of my favorites.
It seems that Qi Yu is indeed as my Demonically Charming Man said, not an ordinary person. He has quickly figured out my tastes completely.
This person should not be underestimated! It looks like I really need to take a closer look at him.
However, even though it feels a bit mysterious, I can't shake the feeling that he wouldn't do anything harmful to me.
...
Unknowingly, dinner passed in this manner, with me guessing and hypothesizing while savoring each bite.
After dinner, Ziyan, already feeling quite fatigued, quietly greeted her Demonically Charming Man and then had the servants help her take a comfortable bath.
Once finished, she returned quietly to her bedroom and lay down on her large and luxurious bed.
At this moment, Ziyan didn't want to think about anything or remember anything. She just wanted to clear her mind and have a good, peaceful sleep.
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