Quick Transmigration: Leisure

The cold wind parted the fog over Bianjing City.

In the restaurant,

Two men stood side by side by the window, gazing into the distance.

Unfortunately, they only heard the older sister say that she was going to take on something for her younger sister, and then they saw the yamen runners surrounding them disperse, leaving Qin Fang standing there looking distracted.

"Strange, isn't Qin Fang supposed to be averse to women?"

"How could that be? Maybe you just haven't met a good one yet."

"really interesting."

"My lord, do you know that there are twin flowers in this sedan chair!"

"tell me the story."

"Although it's a place like Feihua Pavilion, the anecdotes and interesting stories have caused quite a stir... I've heard that the sisters have very different temperaments, but both are stunningly beautiful." The servant who was guarding the window watched the whole scene and couldn't help but comment, "I heard that the elder sister is as dazzling as the sun, and the younger sister is as gentle as water. But coincidentally, the elder sister's striking appearance can make the originally frowning inspector stare in amazement."

"I wonder what kind of stunning beauty she is!"

The servant tried his best to explain that his sister had initially misspoke and that she and the inspector were not on good terms.

As a result, Qin Fang fell silent after just one glance.

How stunning!

It can leave people who don't have a good impression speechless.

"No."

How do you know it was your sister?

Another servant of the adult retorted that he disliked loud and boisterous women and instead had more romanticized notions about quiet women.

"Didn't I already say, my sister said it, have you seen enough?"

"I saw that my sister could say the same thing."

"Alright, you two stop arguing." The muscular, richly dressed man laughed and tapped the two servants on the head.

"Ouch."

"My lord, please have mercy."

"Haha."

"So what if they're sisters?" another man analyzed. "The madam deliberately stirred up this argument, saying she'd only look at one person, since they weren't both in the sedan chair. She knows very well that either of them could amaze Qin Fang. So, the effect of arguing about who caused the controversy will raise Feihua Pavilion's reputation. I'm afraid it's all in preparation for opening the store."

"Brother Fu's insight is brilliant!"

"Brother Wen, you're too kind. I've seen too much with my master, so I can't help but think the worst," Fu Miao'an said modestly. "Perhaps it's just that she's beautiful, which scared that self-important Qin idiot at close range."

"Haha! We need a prudent person like Brother Fu to protect the stability of Kaifeng Prefecture." Wen Ziji was very skilled at flattering people. Despite being only a young man who had recently entered officialdom, he showed an unusually mature understanding of the flattery in official circles.

It's no wonder he was able to win over his subordinates and quickly climb to a crucial official position.

Fu Miao smiled and stopped agreeing.

With a mentor to guide him, he only needs to handle cases diligently and do practical work step by step. He doesn't need to force himself to learn to bend his back.

although,

He didn't mind associating with someone as intelligent and talented as Wen Ziji. As long as there was no conflict in their positions, having another friend to talk to would help him avoid being deliberately made difficult.

"My lord, Duke Ping has awakened!" someone reported, and the conversation came to an end.

......

As he turned to leave,

The sedan chair procession passed by again.

They didn't exactly intersect, but they did at least make an appearance so that Xia Youmi could see them, and Nian Nian couldn't help but feel excited.

"Wow, that's brilliant! You actually guessed the male lead was nearby."

"Give me a faint smile, hee hee." Xia Youmi maintained her indifferent expression.

They were allowed to pass by the inspector.

Their first "Yingmao" (a traditional Chinese custom) in the first month of the lunar calendar went smoothly.

City brothels typically come to the entertainment camp three times a day, unless summoned for a banquet. Feihua Pavilion, on the other hand, usually does so on the 1st, 15th, and 30th of the month, and generally doesn't change the dates or miss any of them.

But the event happened suddenly, and Panlan hurriedly registered the two of them on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month.

The 17th was the first time this month, while the sisters who went on the 15th were just there to support the two of them.

It is foreseeable that even though they have already completed their third session of the month ahead of schedule, they will still have to accompany Feihua Pavilion's newly minted cash cow for another round on the 30th.

On the way back, Zhouyin was worried that they would attract attention and be bullied.

Completely unaware that she had brushed past her destined male lead, she also failed to notice that Xia Youmi's chilling aura had dissipated due to her change in mood.

In addition,

Xinrong also took the opportunity to buy some food and hid it in his sleeve. Xinhe was troubled about whether to follow his example, but she didn't have much money and dared not spend it so extravagantly.

Upon returning to Feihua Pavilion, Panlan did not immediately begin her reprimand.

Instead, he took a few stewards and pimps and went behind closed doors to discuss whether Inspector Qin had been bribed, which would affect subsequent arrangements.

In the room,

Xia Youmi and Niannian were talking about the man next to the male protagonist, Wen Ziji.

"Your surname is Fu, what kind of role do you play?"

"He doesn't have a full name, but there's a Lord Fu in the original text who was in charge of the Feihua Pavilion case. The male protagonist mentions him later. This guy keeps insisting that he's related to Mi Ye's disappearance, but apart from taking care of Zhou Yin, he doesn't care about anyone in Feihua Pavilion and has no idea where Mi Ye is."

"Tsk." Xia Youmi was in a dilemma. She didn't want to investigate the truth; she just wanted to find Mi Ye's whereabouts.

This person might even get in their way.

but,

I don't intend to follow the original text exactly, it's still uncertain.

"Sister." Before she could figure out what was going on, Zhou Yin appeared outside the door with Xin He, looking nervous and at a loss.

"What's the matter?"

Xia Youmi got up. She had gone back to her room earlier and eaten the breakfast that Xinrong had bought from outside. She looked much better than when she left.

But Zhou Yin became completely bloodless.

"Mom called us over."

"I understand." Straightening her clothes, Xia Youmi said to Xinhe with a hint of coldness, "Next time, just have a friend pass on a message. There's no need to bring someone over personally."

"Yes!" Xinhe panicked a little. She realized that her mistress's legs and feet were still injured yesterday, and she shouldn't have been allowed to go up and down the stairs to look for people herself.

“It’s not her fault, I wanted to come,” Zhou Yin said, speaking up for Xin He. “The doctor said that walking around will help her recover faster.”

"Ah."

Xia Youmi strode out, her aura growing even colder.

She showed no dissatisfaction and didn't say much.

Miya had always appreciated her sister's care and consideration, but to outsiders, she always seemed to be cold-faced while saying nice things, which never pleased her.

Xia Youmi wasn't genuinely concerned; she was just playing the part of a certain persona.

Upon entering Panlan's private space, a serious and oppressive atmosphere permeated the entire space.

But upon seeing people, especially Xia Youmi, Panlan unusually took her and sat her down beside her.

This is a huge round table, and the steward is already sitting at the door.

Panlan's seat was in the very center, with two empty chairs beside her. She pulled Xia Youmi to her left, while Zhou Yin, supported by Xinhe, sat down on her right.

The people present had different expressions, and Xinhe was even more ashamed and indignant.

Xia Youmi thought to herself, "They're here."