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

As night fell, the rain continued to fall outside, and oil lamps illuminated the inn.

Xie Shu stood downstairs, looking towards Huo Sanghua's room.

"Young master," Liao Bin stepped behind him, "I have thoroughly checked the inn inside and out, there should be no problems tonight."

"Hmm—" Xie Shu withdrew her gaze, turned to look at Liao Bin, "You'll have to keep a close eye on things tonight."

"Yes," Liao Bin replied, bowing slightly. "But..."

"What do you want to say?" Xie Shu could tell he still had doubts.

Liao Bin hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Young Master clearly had no plans to go out today. You only came after hearing that the Fourth Prince accompanied Miss Huo to Lanyin Temple. Why didn't you tell them directly?"

What puzzled him was that his young master had clearly come for the Fourth Prince and that Miss Huo.

Why tell them that you were out on official business and came here to avoid the rain on your way back to the city?

Earlier, the young master had heard that the Fourth Prince had accompanied the Fourth Miss to Lanyin Temple, so he hurriedly took him there. However, they did not find them at Lanyin Temple, so they inquired with the people there and learned that they had already returned.

They hurried back, but the people at the temple said it was going to rain and asked them to stay a little longer.

But the young master was unwilling, so he borrowed a raincoat and bamboo hat from the temple and set off despite the wind and rain.

Fortunately, they found tire tracks on the road indicating that the vehicles had turned toward the inn, suggesting that they had gone there to take shelter from the rain.

We searched for the inn and found it!

"Liao Bin," Xie Shu asked, hands behind her back, "if someone wanted to harm Miss Huo, who do you think it would be?"

“Miss Huo?... ...This, Miss Huo lives in the palace every day. She is the adopted daughter of Consort Qi and is also looked after by the Fourth Prince. However, she is not involved in any conflicts of interest. Why would anyone want to harm her?” Liao Bin thought it was impossible.

Besides, that Miss Huo doesn't seem like someone who's disliked.

Who would want to harm her for no reason?

Xie Shu's eyes dimmed, but he did not deny Liao Bin's deduction, which was almost identical to what he had thought.

He also felt that no one would harm her.

But that day, her advice... ...was clearly as if she knew something.

Hawthorne gave him the feeling of a rabbit that might run away at any moment to save its life.

The slightest breeze or rustling sound could frighten her.

Liao Bin thought of a possibility, "Could it be someone from the palace?"

She didn't have much contact with people, so if someone was definitely trying to harm her, it was more likely someone from the palace.

But it seems she didn't ask the Fourth Prince for help...

That proves that among those she suspects is the Fourth Prince.

"I understand, young master. Rest assured, I will keep a close eye on Miss Huo tonight," Liao Bin said, realizing what he meant.

Fortunately, the Fourth Prince and Miss Huo lived separately.

"That girl just now—" Xie Shu thought of the beautiful woman who shared a room with Huo Sanghua tonight, "Is she the one Xie Lin likes?"

"... ...yes."

Liao Bin replied helplessly.

The family's second son resisted marriage with Miss Huo for the sake of a courtesan.

Unexpectedly, the two are now sharing a guest room. What kind of fate is this?

"Forget it, let Xie Lin handle this himself in the future." Xie Shu was too lazy to care anymore.

When I saw Si Qingyue today, I was indeed surprised by her beauty.

He seemed to have found the answer to why Xie Lin was so infatuated with her. His only worry, however, was that Xie Lin might hurt Miss Huo in this matter.

in the room.

Hawthorne couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, thinking about all sorts of things.

But no matter how hard she racked her brains, she still couldn't figure out who wanted to harm Xie Shu.

"Sister Si, Sister Si, are you asleep?" she called out to Si Qingyue in a low, almost inaudible voice.

Hearing that Si Qingyue didn't react, he felt relieved.

She tiptoed out of bed, knelt on the floor facing the window, and whispered a wish—

"Thor God, Rain Goddess, please protect me and keep me safe. Please don't let anything else happen to me. Save my life and don't let us be so easily harmed..."

She wondered if Thor and Rain God could hear her. The closer the divorce date got, the more afraid she became.

I just sat back on the bed...

"You made such a sincere wish, they will surely bless you," came Si Qingyue's voice from the other end.

"Sister Si... you're still awake?" Huo Sanghua thought she was already asleep.

Si Qingyue scoffed and asked, "What, are you afraid of dying?"

"Of course I'm afraid." Huo Sanghua said without thinking. "Who doesn't want to live? If you can live, why die? My life... ...although it's not something precious, I still want to keep it. Even if it's worthless, it's still my own."

There was no sound from Si Qingyue's side, so Huo Sanghua tiptoed back to bed.

She suddenly asked Si Qingyue, "Sister Si, is your Moon-Viewing Pavilion very profitable?"

“Yes, it’s very profitable,” Si Qingyue replied.

"Is there... a job where you can earn money without dancing, singing, or appearing in front of people?" Hawthorne was genuinely curious.

"You're so strange. What, do you want to leave the palace and earn your own money?" Si Qingyue was becoming more and more curious about what was going on in this little girl's head.

Could it be that she really wants to make money at the Moon Viewing Pavilion?

Hawthorne paused for a moment, then said helplessly, "I'll have to earn my own living someday... But I can't dance or sing, I don't know what I can do."

Si Qingyue was silent for a while before saying, "Guan Yue Lou has many odd jobs: waiters, greeters, tea and water servers. There are also cleaners, laundry workers in the backyard, cooks... There are many jobs to do. Unlike me, you don't have to rely on dancing to please people. However, those jobs are naturally very hard and pay very little."

"So many jobs?!" Hawthorne exclaimed as if she'd discovered a new continent. With so many jobs available, even after leaving the Xie family, she wouldn't have to worry about making money. "Sister Si, then why are you..."

Is it impolite to ask this question?

Si Qingyue listened intently and immediately understood what she wanted to ask, "You want to know why I worked as a dancer at the Moon Viewing Pavilion?"

"I... I didn't mean that, I meant..." She could tell from Si Qingyue's previous answer that Si Qingyue wasn't satisfied with the job of dancing to please people and earn money. If that was the case, then why...

She also wants to be a dancer?

“I understand, you are the first... ...person who knows I am a dancer at Guanyue Tower and is still willing to call me sister.” Therefore, Si Qingyue has a special feeling for Huo Sanghua. “Little girl, not everyone has a choice. My family was convicted of a crime, some died, some were exiled, and I was sold to Guanyue Tower. So in this life, I can only be of lowly status.”

Hawthorne hadn't expected it to turn out this way.

She was starting to feel sorry for Si Qingyue... "I'm sorry..."

"Little girl, how did you get these injuries? Did someone hit you?" Si Qingyue had already noticed the injuries on the little girl's body.

Especially the scar on her neck, it looks quite serious.

Didn't she live in the palace? Why was she still being beaten?

"Oh, this... hehehe..." Huo Sanghua chuckled, covering the mark on his neck, then rolled over and lay comfortably on the bed. "Actually, it doesn't hurt, it's nothing serious."

"Does someone often beat you up?" Si Qingyue's tone didn't sound as relaxed as it had just been.

"It's not often, just occasionally. They'll find a reason to hit me, but they won't kill me. I just suffer a little, and I'll be fine after a few days." She was used to it.

Without power or influence in the palace, one is bound to be bullied.

She's considered lucky.

She didn't hear a reply from Si Qingyue for a long time, so she assumed that Si Qingyue had fallen asleep.

I breathed a sigh of relief and soon drifted off to sleep.

As her snoring gradually calmed down, Si Qingyue sat up, walked to Huo Sanghua's bedside, and gently lifted her sleeve.

A birthmark was clearly visible on Hawthorne's elbow!

“It’s you—” Si Qingyue smiled with relief, looking at the sleeping person, “It really is you, I’ve found you.”