Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

"This rain is really heavy. I guess we'll have to stay here tonight." Li Lang observed the rain for a long time and, seeing that it showed no signs of stopping, had no choice but to tell Huo Sanghua the news.

But once he sat down, he noticed an unfamiliar woman sitting next to him. "Who are you?"

"The people who were sheltering from the rain together." Hawthorne pushed the tea in front of her towards Li Lang across from her. "Brother Lang, have some tea."

Li Lang was slightly taken aback, then surprisingly pleased, and reached out to take the cup from Huo Sanghua.

"Oh dear—" Hawthorne hurriedly took back the cup she had pushed out. "I forgot, I used this cup. Sister Ruanwei, could you pour another cup for Brother Lang?"

She looked at Li Lang with a smile from beginning to end.

Li Lang was momentarily lost in thought, then bent his slightly embarrassed fingers and said, "It's alright."

"Sister, I haven't asked your name yet?" Huo Sanghua seemed oblivious to Li Lang's reaction and turned to the beauty beside her.

The innocent smile on her face might really make people think she's a naive and easily fooled little girl.

"My name is Si Qingyue, and I am a dancer at the Guanyue Tower," the beautiful woman said calmly, making no attempt to conceal her background from them.

The dancers at Guanyue Tower?

So she was a dancer at the biggest brothel in Shengjing...

No wonder she is so beautiful, yet she goes out alone.

Si Qingyue saw through Huo Sanghua's thoughts at a glance, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. Sure enough, this little girl was no simpleton; she seemed innocent and naive, but in reality...

But they also knew what kind of place the Moon-Viewing Pavilion was; it was indeed just as Xie Lin had described—

She's a clever and funny little liar who's good at disguising herself.

After hearing Si Qingyue introduce herself, Li Lang's expression turned solemn, and he remained silent.

They felt somewhat resentful that a woman like her was sitting at the same table with them.

Hawthorne was certain of at least one thing: Li Lang did not recognize Si Qingyue!

That's good--

She rested her chin on her hand, sighing as she gazed at the heavy rain outside. "I wish this rain could last a little longer."

She could return to the palace a little later!

When Huo Sanghua's words reached Li Lang's ears, they seemed to have a different meaning. He first looked up at her, his smile becoming even more pronounced. He picked up the tea that Ruan Wei had just poured for him and took a small sip.

"Do you think anyone else will come in to take shelter from the rain later?" Huo Sanghua asked curiously, his mischievous eyes scanning the faces of the three people in front of him.

I just want to see who among them feels guilty!

"There shouldn't be anyone left, right? With such heavy rain, those who were supposed to come have already arrived, and those who are further away will find shelter nearby." Li Lang glanced into the inn.

"That's hard to say. What if we can't find shelter from the rain along the way?" Si Qingyue had a different opinion.

Huo Sanghua nodded with a pout, agreeing with their points. "What do you think, Sister Ruan Wei?"

“How would I know?” Ruan Wei refused to answer.

"Let's see... see if anyone comes next?" Hawthorne wondered who would be the next to appear.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside.

She strained her ears to listen; she could hear the sound of horses' hooves, but not wheels, so it seemed they had come on horseback.

Just then, two people wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats dismounted and entered the inn.

One of them even looked somewhat familiar.

Could it be...?

As he entered, he took off his straw hat and raincoat, handing them to his attendants. He then swept the rainwater off his clothes and looked into the inn.

Xie Shu?!

This was not something Hawthorne had anticipated.

"Young Master," Li Lang said, rising to greet Xie Shu.

Huo Sanghua and Ruan Wei stood up and bowed slightly to the young Marquis Xie, who had suddenly appeared at the inn.

Si Qingyue was puzzled about the identity of the newcomer, but when she heard Li Lang call him "Young Marquis" and the two women beside him stand up to greet him, she guessed what was going on and stood up as well.

Ruan Wei stepped aside, and Li Lang took the seat that Ruan Wei had just occupied.

It was right next to Hawthorne's right.

Looking at the person in front of him, Huo Sanghua felt uneasy. When Xie Shu came over, he lowered his head to him again.

"What are you all doing here?" Xie Shu looked everyone at the table up and down, not surprised to see Si Qingyue. But he had no intention of sitting in the seat Li Lang had just occupied, so he stood right behind Si Qingyue and looked at Huo Sanghua.

Si Qingyue's eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, and she understood.

He voluntarily gave up his seat and sat opposite Hawthorne.

Therefore, Xie Shu naturally sat to Huo Sanghua's left, right in front of Li Lang!

“Sanghua got into trouble with something unclean the other day, so my mother told her to go to Lanyin Temple to pray for her.” Li Lang picked up where Xie Shu left off and replied, “I happened to have nothing to do today, so I accompanied her for a walk, but then it started to rain heavily.”

"That's really unfortunate."

Xie Shu looked at Li Lang, her tone gentle, but it gave the impression that...

There's a hidden meaning in his words.

"Then, young marquis..." Huo Sanghua asked abruptly, wondering how he had run into Xie Shu here.

But she regretted it as soon as she opened her mouth. In this life, it shouldn't be her turn to ask, right?

Fortunately, Xie Shu didn't mind. He nodded and smiled, and his expression softened considerably when he faced Huo Sanghua. "I had something to do today, and I didn't expect to run into heavy rain on my way back."

Hawthorne nodded, half-understanding. Oh, I see!

"Young Master is truly a busy man, even in this heavy rain he has no time to spare." Li Lang secretly observed Xie Shu's gaze towards Huo Sanghua, and his inner emotions underwent a noticeable change.

"It wasn't raining before I left home, it just happened to rain on my way back to the city," Xie Shu replied. "Of course, it's not as leisurely as the Fourth Prince. These days, there are many affairs in the court, yet the Fourth Prince still has the leisure to go to the Taoist temple."

How could it suddenly be like this...

There seems to be a strong tension between them!

“No wonder. If the young marquis hadn’t been so busy and missed the matchmaking with Sang Hua, perhaps Sang Hua wouldn’t be marrying your half-brother today,” Li Lang suddenly blurted out.

Hawthorne looked on in silence...

Is this guy crazy?!

To openly discuss this matter in front of so many people, both related and unrelated.

We were all sitting face to face, and it was pouring rain outside, so we couldn't make an excuse to leave... How awkward!

“That’s true…” Xie Shu replied casually, her tone carrying a hint of self-deprecation and helplessness.

Hawthorne was dumbfounded. What was going on?!

"Actually... Sang Hua knows that her status is too lowly to be a match for someone as learned, skilled in martial arts, and of such high status as the young marquis. The young marquis's destined marriage is surely arranged by Heaven, and he will surely meet a dignified, beautiful, and noble lady from a prestigious family in the future... Ah, Sang Hua hereby congratulates the young marquis in advance."

As long as it's not her...

She certainly didn't want to die on their wedding night!

No way! No matter how wonderful Xie Shu is, he's her nemesis! She can't enjoy this blessing!

so... ...

Li Lang wore a mysterious smile, clearly the victor.

"Brother Lang will surely be betrothed by His Majesty in the future, marrying a noble and distinguished princess from an extraordinary family, beautiful, elegant, and graceful... Hmm... You will both have a very good marriage..."

Feeling guilty, Hawthorne cleared his throat and nodded to himself to increase his persuasiveness.

Si Qingyue, who was sitting directly opposite her, saw everything most clearly and couldn't help but find it amusing to see her trying so hard to cover up her guilt.

How could Si Qingyue not see it?

Both men before her were fond of this young girl, but they probably didn't know that the girl herself had also noticed. She didn't want to provoke either of them!