Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 264 Unforgivable Stupidity

Leng Yuchan didn't even light a lamp and just lay there in the darkness.

Suddenly, there was a sound from next door. Leng Yuchan, who was lying dead, jumped up and was swept out of the room amidst the flying sand and rocks.

Xue Bingxin opened the door, turned on the light, fell on the couch, and let out a lazy moan.

She had been working hard all day and when she took a break she felt exhausted all over.

But...that sense of accomplishment is so satisfying.

She has already laid a solid foundation in the tabular statistical method, and all she needs to do is register step by step tomorrow.

With such a clear and concise registration form, many aspects of the information do not require subjective personal judgment.

In this way, she could let the two scribes help her share most of the tedious work, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became.

Suddenly, a ghost appeared in front of her, looking down at her grimly.

Xue Bingxin was frightened and scolded angrily: "Are you sick? Why don't you make some noise? Scaring people can kill them, don't you know?"

Leng Yuchan did not answer. She looked Xue Bingxin up and down, and the more she looked, the more suspicious her face became.

Xue Bingxin's hair was disheveled and her face was haggard, but she was full of energy when she went out in the morning. Why was that?
Especially in her tiredness, there was an inexplicable excitement and satisfied laziness. Leng Yuchan was too familiar with this feeling of her.

In the past, when the two of them went shopping together, Xue Yatou would eat until she was full and then collapse on the couch when she came back, and she would have this expression on her face.

But, did she come back from the "Chanzifang"? What did she eat to make her so full?

"Why did you come back so late? You were so busy sitting in the Chanzifang the day before?" Leng Yuchan asked indirectly, like a resentful woman who suspected her husband of cheating on her.

Xue Bingxin stretched herself and said lazily, "Busy, of course I'm busy. I'm so busy! Oh, my shoulders, my waist, my butt, they're all so sore..."

"Don't move!"

Leng Yuchan's eyes were like the lenses of Conan's glasses, and a cold light suddenly flashed across them.

Xue Bingxin raised her arms, which she had not yet retracted, and asked blankly, "What for?"

Leng Yuchan slowly bent down, pointed at a piece of Xue Bingxin's clothes, and asked with trembling fingers: "You...what is this on your clothes?"

"Ah? What?" Xue Bingxin propped herself up and took a look, then collapsed again: "Hey, I accidentally got some ink on me."

Leng Yuchan was like interrogating a spy: "It's stained with ink? Is this your first day doing paperwork? How could you be so careless that the new clothes you just bought were stained with ink?"

Xue Bingxin explained: "It's not my fault, it's all Mr. Si's fault. He suddenly..."

Suddenly, Xue Bingxin came to her senses.

She sat up suddenly and glared at Leng Yuchan with a red face.

Leng Yuchan also glared at her without showing any weakness.

Xue Bingxin said shyly and angrily: "Leng Yuchan! What do you mean by asking this?"

Leng Yuchan pointed at her red collar and asked, "Then tell me, what do you mean by this!"

Xue Bingxin said, "It was just that Si Gong suddenly spoke beside me, which scared me and I accidentally touched the ink pad and it got on my clothes. What happened?"

Leng Yuchan sneered: "Do you think I'm blind or stupid? Would it look like this after being touched by ink?"

"Didn't I wipe it with a handkerchief?"

Leng Yuchan's eyes flickered, and she suddenly leaned over and sniffed like a puppy: "Don't move, let me smell it."

"Go away!" Xue Bingxin of course understood what she wanted to smell, and she couldn't help feeling embarrassed and angry.

She pushed Leng Yuchan away, jumped to the ground, put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't you believe me?"

"Let me smell whether it is ink or blood, and I will believe you."

"So, you just don't believe me?"

"If you let me smell it, I will believe you."

"You are humiliating me. We have been dependent on each other since we were six years old, and you don't believe me."

"We have been dependent on each other since we were six years old. Do you believe me?"

"When did I stop believing you?"

"Do you believe me? Who is watching me like a thief, afraid that Yang Chengzhi and I will get close?"

"You are being unreasonable!"

"You're not being unreasonable?"

"Where am I being unreasonable?"

"How are you not being unreasonable? You are stealing from the company!"

"I stole from the company? I stole from the company! I... I swear to God, I've been so good to you, I..."

Xue Bingxin was so angry that she took off her outer garment in two or three seconds and threw it towards Leng Yuchan: "Smell it, smell it!"

As soon as Leng Yuchan grabbed the clothes in her hands, Xue Bingxin said angrily:
"Smell it. If I have done something wrong to you, I will immediately commit suicide to apologize! If I have done nothing, we will no longer be friends!"

Leng Yuchan's hands froze, and she just looked at Xue Bingxin silently, the mist in her eyes gradually turning into rain.

Xue Bingxin panicked: "Ah, I'm not, I'm what, just pretend I didn't say anything, just smell it, just smell it..."

Leng Yuchan smiled faintly, a smile that was indescribably indifferent.

She threw her clothes at Xue Bingxin in despair and turned away.

Xue Bingxin hurriedly pulled her head out of her clothes and said blankly, "Don't leave. Didn't I tell you to smell it?"

Leng Yuchan sneered and walked out without looking back. "Hey! Hey? You..."

Xue Bingxin stamped her feet in annoyance and cursed angrily, "It's all that damned Yang Yuan, he's the one who ruined me!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of a door closing from next door, which scared Xue Bingxin so much that she shivered again, and even her huge conscience trembled twice.

……

After hearing what Yang Yuan said, Dan Niang was surprised and asked, "Can I...?"

Yang Yuan said: "There are many things that cannot be seen in official investigations. If we change our perspective, we may get unexpected results."

"This... Sister Luxi, what do you think?" Dan Niang looked at Luxi.

Lu Xi's eyes flickered, and he asked mischievously, "Second brother, are you asking me for help?"

Yang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly laughed: "That's right, is it okay?"

Lu Xi smiled and said, "Of course, but if you want me, the Third Master of Youqiu Division, to personally come out and solve the problem, you have to give me a high enough price."

Yang Yuan couldn't help laughing: "That's no problem, public is public, private is private."

Dan Niang became excited immediately after hearing this.

She now manages two large restaurants, which she does not only in an orderly manner but also with ease.

However, she always felt that she was not good enough, and if she could help Erlang more, she would certainly be happy.

What's more, this is in compliance with the imperial decree of Empress Luxi, and she is accompanying Erlang on a "travel" openly, so won't there be more opportunities for intimacy?

Little Qingtang puffed up his cheeks and ate obediently, but his big eyes were mischievous and the abacus in his mind was already "cracking".

When the master comes out, how can he be without his little disciple?

Once the master falls, can she, the little disciple, take over?
Isn't it said that if the master has something to do, the disciple should do the hard work?
Xiao Qingtang, who had been worried about becoming an old maid, became happier the more she thought about it...

……

The lights in "Nianhua Cottage" are bright tonight.

The girls from Persia and the Arab world were going crazy with joy as they wandered around this luxurious manor full of the mysterious oriental beauty.

They had never seen such a magnificent and elegant building. In their hearts, this was heaven!

Old Man Lu was a man who knew how to behave. Because he didn't know whether the "Niaohua Cottage" they moved to had enough food, flour, grain and oil, he treated them to a good meal in the evening.

At this time, rice, flour, oil, salt, vegetables and other items sufficient for them to last for several days were also purchased. Then they were invited to get in the car and taken all the way to "Niaohua Cottage".

In such a huge manor, there are neither servants nor guards now, and there are only seventeen girls in the backyard.

So for safety reasons, they took an excited tour around and then rushed to the "Chrysanthemum Garden".

There are seven rooms in the "Chrysanthemum Courtyard", a garden within a garden, which can accommodate seventeen people.

Living together, we feel safer.

"Niaohua Cottage" has bathrooms, and not just one, but one in the front house and two in the back house, for a total of three bathrooms.

But now there are no maids or servants in the mansion, and no one takes care of it.

However, although these female slaves specialized in entertaining people with singing and dancing, they were not incapable of working.

Under the old man's instructions, they boiled a pool of hot water and took a nice bath.

Most of them were from Persia and the Arab world.

Bathing culture is prevalent there, and now you can finally soak in a big pool. A group of girls with the same or similar accents chat and play in the curling mist, making many girls feel like they have returned to their hometown.

Some girls were reminded of their hometowns and couldn't help but shed tears.

After bathing, it was still early to rest, so everyone gathered in the study of "Chrysanthemum Courtyard" because Emmanuelle Belle was there and she was now their backbone.

Emmanuelle Belle sat behind the desk, opened the blank notebook that Father Lu gave her, and was about to write down what she needed to remember today in the "memo".

The piece of paper folded into an iris shape had been spread out by her and pasted on the first page of the "Memo".

Emmanuelle Belle was holding a pen, considering how to start writing, when she suddenly noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

She looked up and saw that the girls were all gathered around her. Some of them were even standing outside the shelves of the antique display cabinet because they were afraid that the study would be crowded.

There was more than one chair in the study, but no one was sitting there. All the girls were looking at her quietly.

Emmanuelle Belle raised her eyebrows in surprise and asked, "What's the matter?"

Helen said hesitantly, "Your Highness, we want to... confirm, is Mr. Yang your man from now on?"

Emmanuelle Belle's eyes widened: "What?"

Helen said: "We are able to live in this magnificent oriental palace because of your Highness's help, right?
So, are we going to be His Highness's maids from now on, or are we going to be dancers and geishas here?"

Emmanuelle laughed and said, "You misunderstood. I was in a hurry today and I didn't have time to explain it to you in detail."

She saw that it was still early and she had enough time to finish the "memo" before her memory was reset, so she put down her pen and sat up straight.

Emmanuelle crossed her arms, looked at the girls seriously, and said earnestly: "Listen, Mr. Yang and I are in a cooperative relationship. We are business partners, and there is no personal relationship between us!"

"what?"

The girls were immediately furious, and the sense of security they had just gained was gone in an instant.

They have to convince this foolish prince who doesn't appreciate what he has, immediately, right now!
(End of this chapter)