My game even includes ancient times

It was already 3 p.m. when I left the Han family's house.

He Yu walked ahead carrying the fruit Hao Mei had brought for her, completely ignoring the resentful gaze fixed on her back.

Han Qi watched the light-footed figure ahead, gritted his teeth inwardly, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to pay me any compensation for my emotional distress?"

He Yu turned around in surprise: "Why?"

"Because of one sentence from you, he talked to me for a full hour and twelve minutes."

Han Qi spoke calmly, his sharp gaze from behind his glasses piercing He Yu's face. "So that's what you meant when you said 'thankfully I'm here' in the car on the way here."

He Yu waved his hand casually: "Oh, good brothers should share both good and bad times. Look on the bright side, even though you got nagged, I didn't..."

Han Qi was speechless. He raised his hand to rub his forehead, and despite the scorching summer sun, his voice was icy cold: "Prescribing for marriage is so annoying..."

He Yu patted his shoulder and sighed with sympathy.

Han Qi glanced at her and snorted coldly.

"We've arrived at the subway station, I'm off now~" Looking at the subway station entrance not far away, He Yu waved to Han Qi with a smile, "Go home early, don't wander around outside. Teacher Han said he was tired at noon, maybe he won't talk to you tonight..."

"hehe."

Han Qi waved at her expressionlessly, then turned and left.

"How heartless..."

He Yu escaped a disaster by betraying his brother and was in a good mood, humming a song as he walked into the subway station.

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Three hundred li south of Fukang County lies Qingshui Town. Located in the central part of Yizhou, Qingshui Town enjoys convenient transportation and a large number of merchants. As a result, businesses such as inns and restaurants have developed quite well, and prices are not cheap.

Among these, Xiangyun Inn had the highest price, and ordinary merchants rarely stayed there; only large caravans of dozens of people would choose this inn.

The Hu family was a large merchant family, mainly engaged in the cloth business. They were considered one of the top families in Yizhou. A single business trip would take at least two months and sometimes as long as half a year, with an annual turnover of tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Today, the Hu family caravan passed through Qingshui Town. Seeing that the sun was setting, they decided to rest in the town and set off again early the next morning.

A large group of dozens of people arrived at the entrance of Xiangyun Inn, only to be told by the innkeeper that the inn was booked out for the day.

The team leader, Hu Shaohuan, was the eldest son of the Hu family, born out of wedlock. Upon hearing this, he immediately frowned and said, "Manager Wang, as you know, our family is used to staying here. We always pay the full room rate and bonuses. I wonder which distinguished guest has graced us with their presence today, that you, Manager Wang, are starting to turn away your regular customers?"

Shopkeeper Wang smiled awkwardly, bowed deeply, and kept apologizing, but his body remained firmly blocking the doorway, not moving an inch.

"you……"

Hu Shaohuan was about to say something more when he saw Manager Wang, with his back to the main hall, desperately trying to wink at him.

Hu Shaohuan was startled and looked up into the hall, where he could vaguely see several people dressed in black sitting there.

These people stood upright, none of them spoke, and they all seemed to be holding weapons.

His heart skipped a beat, realizing that the people inside were no ordinary people, so he said, "Alright, alright, we're all tired and don't want to argue with you anymore."

Hu Shaohuan waved to the crowd behind him and left quietly with the large group of people.

As Wang watched their figures gradually disappear down the street, he slowly straightened his back and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked around, turned and went inside. He jogged to one of the men in black, head bowed and back hunched, and said in a low voice, “Sir, with the inn open, people are bound to come and disturb us. Why don’t I close it today? That way, the sect leader can rest in peace. What do you think…”

The man in black wore a black iron mask that covered the upper half of his face. Upon hearing this, he rolled his eyes slightly and glanced at Manager Wang: "Whoever disturbs the sect leader, just kill them. I have already sent men to chase after the group of people you deliberately let go earlier, and leave no one alive."

Manager Wang's expression changed: "This..."

The man in black admired his changing expressions for a moment, then suddenly grinned and said, "I was just kidding. Look how scared you are, hahaha..."

"Ha ha……"

Shopkeeper Wang stared dumbfounded at the smile on the man's face, feeling a chill run down his spine and his scalp tighten. He didn't know what expression to make, so he could only give an awkward laugh. He stood there, pale-faced, unsure whether to leave or stay.

After laughing enough, the man in black raised his hand and patted Manager Wang on the shoulder, saying in a teasing tone, "Actually, what you said makes a lot of sense. Go and close the door."

"Eh!"

Shopkeeper Wang nodded, clenched his trembling hands tightly in his sleeve, walked stiffly to the door, hung up the "Closed" sign, and bolted the door from the inside.

Separated from the hustle and bustle of the street, the somewhat empty lobby fell silent once again.

Manager Wang moved behind the counter and plopped down in a chair.

Back in his familiar surroundings, his tense emotions finally relaxed a bit. He raised his sleeve to wipe away the cold sweat, secretly glanced at the dozen or so men in black out of the corner of his eye, and silently lowered his head, trying his best to minimize his presence.

The third floor of the inn.

Wei Buyu stood at the door of the room, tidying up her lilac-purple butterfly and daffodil dress one last time, adjusting her carefully styled hair, taking a deep breath, and slowly pushing open the door.

The room was brightly lit by candlelight, with a faint fragrance wafting through the air. An exquisitely embroidered screen stood between the inner and outer rooms.

Wei Buyu stared intently at the huge screen embroidered with pictures of court ladies. As if lost in thought, her cherry lips, painted with water-red lipstick, trembled slightly.

Her injuries had not yet healed, and her charming face was lightly made up to cover her pale complexion, making her appear even more pitiful and graceful.

Perhaps seeing that she was not going in, a man's voice came from inside: "Aren't you coming in?"

Wei Buyu's pupils contracted, and she subconsciously withdrew her gaze from the screen. Not daring to waste any more time, she quickly stepped inside. The hair ornament in her hair swayed gently with her soft figure, reflecting a hazy and dreamlike fragment of light under the candlelight.

Inside, a spacious bed was covered with a priceless cloud-patterned brocade quilt. Beside it was a low table with a plate of glistening purple grapes on it. A hand reached out from the bed and picked up a grape with two fingers.

"Buyu, come and eat some grapes."

The man spoke languidly, the grape he held between two fingers swaying back and forth, about to fall to the ground.

Wei Buyu agreed and quickly took two steps forward, extending both hands to take the grape.

Just then, the two fingers that had been gently shaking loosened, and the round, purple grape fell to the ground.

Wei Buyu's outstretched hands froze. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at the man half-lying on the couch. She half-knelt on the ground, picked up the grape, and without wiping off the dust, stuffed it into her mouth.