The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"Nonsense, sir! Are you sure you still have any sense of personal integrity?"

"Oh dear, why are you saying such hurtful things? Are you even resorting to personal attacks?"

Lord Sikong raised his eyebrows, looking at Meng Benbo and the others with some displeasure. "You are all passionate soldiers of our Great Yong Dynasty. Obeying orders from your superiors is your duty. Why do you have so many questions? And why do you look so unwilling? If the people from the judicial department see you like this, you will not only lose your salary this year, but you will also be given a demerit, and you can forget about promotion opportunities for the next three years."

"This is all your fault!"

"You're all so opinionated. Look at Berger, he's always out there running around. He's been following me for so long, how come he's so clueless?"

Sikong Jin rubbed his forehead in exasperation. "I even went out of my way to apply to Grand Secretary Ji for a month's leave, but judging from the current situation, it wasn't necessary, given how much you've all scolded me..."

"Wait! Sir!"

"A month's vacation? For the three of us?"

Before Sikong Jin could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Zhu Da Pangzi and Meng Benbo, who stared at her with wide eyes.

Sikong Jin shrugged, looking disappointed. "That was originally the plan, but your attitude has really disheartened me. So let's just scrap this decision. It would be too much for me to be insulted like this for trying to do good!"

Shaking his head helplessly, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and was about to tear it up when Mei Ruhua suddenly stood up and pounced on him, trying to snatch the paper away. However, Lord Sikong was faster than her and dodged her.

"Sir, please don't do this. We know we were wrong. We shouldn't have doubted your character like that. We apologize, we apologize, okay?"

Meng Benbo immediately softened his voice and said ingratiatingly, "This humble general said that with your character, how could you possibly do such a heinous thing? Following you is the greatest honor for us, a blessing we've accumulated over several lifetimes. Vice General Mei, don't you agree? Just a few days ago you said your admiration for you was like the surging waters of the Shenglan River..."

"Sir, it seems that Lieutenant General Mei has a crush on you... She's had her eye on you for a long time!"

At this moment, Fatty Zhu also leaned close to Lord Sikong's ear and whispered something.

"What? Vice General Mei? Are you really secretly in love with me?"

Upon hearing this, Lord Sikong was stunned, his eyes widening as he looked at Mei Ruhua in disbelief.

However, Mei Ruhua's pretty face immediately darkened, and two faint blushes quietly appeared on her fair and beautiful face. Her eyes were filled with a hint of anger as she glared at Meng Benbo and Zhu Da Pangzi. She kicked the two of them angrily with her long legs hidden under the table, and then turned her head to look out the window.

Lord Sikong interpreted Mei Ruhua's reaction as shyness, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face. "I see. I understand. After all, it's normal for someone as handsome as me to be secretly admired by many women, especially my female subordinate whom I see every day. However, you can't steal from me. I'm already taken..."

The three of them almost vomited; they had never seen such a disgusting and narcissistic person!

Finally, Mei Ruhua couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her hand on the table and, while Lord Sikong was still engrossed in his endless self-praise, snatched the papers from his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing! Give it back to me... Ouch! Ah... Mei Ruhua, you rude woman, I have no respect for you... Meng Benbo, how dare you hit me with a wine cup... There's still wine in the cup..."

"Pah! I'd never be interested in a pretty boy like you! Get lost! We've put up with you for far too long!"

"what?"

"what!"

"Ouch!"

"Deputy General Mei, why are you touching my... um? My purse... Damn it, give me back my purse... What are you all doing... Come back! Come back! You despicable bandits! Disrespectful to your superiors, disorganized and undisciplined!"

……

The three of them ganged up on Sikong and beat him up again, then stole his money pouch and left the tavern with their heads held high. Their figures quickly disappeared into the warm, soft light.

Sikong Jin scrambled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and sighed, "This meal was really expensive!"

He took a deep breath, raised his eyes to watch the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, and a hint of bewilderment suddenly appeared in his eyes.

She sighed, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and the faint sunlight slanted in through the window, falling on her. For a moment, her slender figure looked somewhat lonely and forlorn.

Just then, a unique fragrance wafted into her nostrils. Lady Sikong instinctively looked away and gazed in the direction indicated by the moonlight. A graceful, slender figure stood beneath the eaves of the tavern, her eyes falling upon the scene…

Fang Huixue...

Sikong Jin frowned slightly, noticing that she was wearing a moon-colored brocade dress and her long, flowing hair was slightly disheveled, clearly indicating that she had just arrived.

She stood motionless, her gaze fixed on a figure that was gradually receding into the distance.

She remained motionless for a long time until the three figures gradually disappeared into the distance and could no longer be found, while Sikong Jin looked at her with a complicated expression.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Huixue finally withdrew her gaze. Under Lord Sikong's probing and complex gaze, she slowly turned her head and glanced at her indifferently. Her gaze was unlike her usual cold and stern one; in addition to a barely perceptible sense of loss, there was also a faint gentleness and lingering affection in her eyes...

Sikong Jin was taken aback. She actually saw a hint of suppressed strength and sorrow in her, which was completely different from the serious and rigid boss Fang Huixue she usually was. Moreover, her attire today...

There is a unique intellectual beauty...

"Thank you, Lord Sikong!"

After a long while, Fang Huixue's gentle voice suddenly came, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her face. Before Lord Sikong could react, she had already turned her head and slowly walked forward.

A cool breeze lifted the hem of her moonlit skirt, and a strange, oppressive atmosphere suddenly filled the air, quickly burying the departing figure.

Sikong Jin stared blankly at the now completely deserted area ahead, a hazy look suddenly appearing in her starry eyes. In a daze, she seemed to see them again—Sikong Mo, Ji Wuge, Xing Fuhua, and of course, Di Beizun…

Even more so, Ah Xing...

She suddenly felt a sense of melancholy. For the first time, she felt a profound and clear loneliness. She took a breath and silently sang a song in her heart: "Don't ask, don't say, everything is understood without words... Don't look back, don't turn back..." (from Anita Mui and Jacky Cheung's "Blessing")