Chapter 243 Being Bullied Everyday

"Huh? Why?" Ye Qingyu asked puzzledly.

"If Qingqing comes, I won't have to pay."

"..." Is this guy a money-grubber? "Where's your one million taels of silver?" Ye Qingyu couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, Xiaoye, why are you also thinking about my one million taels? I have a great use for it and you can't touch it." Qing Yi said mysteriously.

"What's the great use?" Ye Qingyu was a little curious.

"I can't tell you now, you'll know later."

"Qing Yi, let me tell you, if you use this one million taels of silver to buy a house, don't blame me for being rude." Ye Qingyu threatened.

"Ah? Why?" Qing Yi was dumbfounded. He wanted to buy a house for the future. Why wasn't he allowed to buy a house when they got married?

"If I find out that you don't buy a house to raise poisonous scorpions, I will burn it down." Ye Qingyu said coldly.

"Ah? Oh. Qingfeng, did you hear that? This is how your master treats me. From now on, when you look for a wife, you must find a gentle one from Jiangnan, otherwise you will be bullied every day!" Qingyi teased without knowing the consequences.

"...What do you mean?" Ye Qingyu held the Ice Black Iron Sword horizontally and pointed it directly at Qingyi.

"Hehe, I was just joking, just joking." Qing Yi greeted with a smile.

Just then, the door opened and the old man came out, saying that the lady wanted to see him.

Ye Qingyu and Qingyi stopped making a fuss, and the three of them followed the old man inside.

It was indeed the home of the richest man in central Henan. It was spacious and bright inside, with servants walking back and forth, and was no worse than the home of an official.

"Madam, these three are the pilgrims who came to buy incense." After saying this, the old man bowed and stepped aside.

"Three young masters, please take a seat. Someone, bring the tea." Mrs. Wang's voice was gentle. She looked to be about thirty years old, with fair skin and a refined appearance. There seemed to be a hint of compassion in her eyes.

"Thank you, ma'am. My name is Ye Bei. I heard that the Wang family's incense is of the highest quality, so I came here to purchase it on my father's orders." Ye Qingyu said.

"Young Master, you may not know that our family's incense purchase day is the tenth day of every month. Coincidentally, many people came this morning and have already ordered all the incense. The next batch will have to wait until the tenth day of next month."

"This... Madam, please forgive me. It's my first time going out on business, and I didn't know the auspicious day and time to buy incense..." Ye Qingyu looked embarrassed, and a trace of sincerity flashed in his eyes: "Madam, could you let the three of us take a look at the incense samples first? If there are no mistakes, I will directly order the incense for next month to avoid making another trip."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "That's great. Please come this way, young master." Mrs. Wang smiled slightly, stood up and led them to the backyard.

The three of them passed through the hanging flower gate and walked around the corridor lined with peonies. Mrs. Wang's skirt swept across the bluestone floor, bringing with it a faint fragrance.

"Please come in, young master." When they arrived at a house, Mrs. Wang raised her hand and pushed the door open. The inside was clean and tidy, without any strong fragrance.

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will take out the incense sample." Mrs. Wang opened a red wooden cabinet, which contained several packets of sandalwood wrapped in red silk. Qing Yi took it first and examined it carefully. The incense in Master Xiang Yunxu's room seemed to have a slightly different smell.

Qing Yi shook his head slightly at Ye Qingyu, and Ye Qingyu understood.

"Madam, is this the only kind of fragrance you have? Do you have others so I can make a comparison?" Ye Qingyu asked.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang smiled slightly and said, "Of course there is. Wait a moment." Then she opened a yellow cabinet and took out a pack of incense.

Just as she was about to hand it over, she heard the old man who was guarding the door come back and report: "Madam, Master Li from South City is here!"

"Oh? I see." Upon hearing this, Madam Wang said to Ye Qingyu, "Sir, please sit down for a moment and compare them slowly. I'll be back soon."

Ye Qingyu was delighted to see that Madam Wang had left for something. He and Qingfeng had been holding their breath, fearing that they would be poisoned by the fragrance.

"Are you okay?" Qing Yi looked at Ye Qingyu and Qingfeng.

"Nothing, is this incense poisonous?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"There's something wrong with this." Qing Yi pointed, but before he could tell them what the problem was, they felt their room tremble. Before the three of them could react, countless cigarette ashes fell from the sky and landed on their bodies and heads.

"Not good!" The three knew they were ambushed and quickly used their Qinggong skills to jump out of the room. However, the incense ash covered their bodies.

Ye Qingyu and Qingfeng felt their bodies getting heavy, but fortunately they had just been detoxified by Qingyi, so they still had some resistance.

It was quiet everywhere, and there was no sign of Mrs. Wang. It turned out that this courtyard was a trap.

The peony flowers outside the courtyard were in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers drifted in with the wind. Qingyi seemed to notice something and quickly whispered, "Xiaoye, Qingfeng, don't smell the flowers."

"Well, lure her out." Ye Qingyu and the other two pretended to be severely poisoned and exhausted, using their swords to support themselves on the ground.

"Hahahaha, you overestimated your own abilities!" A female voice rang out. Mrs. Wang came in and looked at the three poisoned people.

"You...why?" Qing Yi pretended to be shocked. The Mrs. Wang in front of him no longer had the gentleness she had when they first met. Her voice suddenly turned cold, and even her kind eyes that he had seen before were flashing with coldness.

"Haha, I've wanted you dead for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come here to die so soon!" Mrs. Wang looked ferocious with a look of having gotten what she wanted.

"We don't know you, why do you want to kill us?" Qing Yi asked. He knew that Xiao Ye and Qing Feng were holding their breath to avoid inhaling the poisonous fragrance of the flowers, and were unable to speak. He was immune to all poisons and didn't care about these things. If he didn't want to find out the information, he would have raised his sword and stabbed Madam Wang in front of him.

"You don't know him? Haha, three years ago, Ye Qingyu killed my senior brother Li Wuxie. Have you forgotten it? Although he and I are not on good terms, I will not allow you to kill him!" Madam Wang knew the identities of these three people as soon as they entered the room, and had already made a plan.

"Hey, your senior brother? He said at that time that he only had one junior sister, Bai Lingfeng?" Qing Yi asked in feigned surprise.

"Haha, I am you!"

"No, no, Bai Lingfeng must be at least sixty years old. How could she be a young woman like you?" Qing Yi guessed that maybe Bai Lingfeng had also mastered the skill of rejuvenation like Li Wuxie.

"Hehe! What does a greenhorn know? Chu Qingyu, where is the magic flute?" It turned out that Mrs. Wang was Bai Lingfeng.

"Magic Flute? Don't you have a blood harp?" Qing Yi suddenly remembered the blood harp that Xiao Ye cared about.

"Give me the magic flute and I will spare your lives." Bai Lingfeng said coldly.

"Old woman, do you have the ability?" Qing Yi's words almost angered Bai Lingfeng to death.

"Who are you calling an old woman?"

"Who else can I blame? Of course it's you!" Qing Yi planned to piss this guy off first.