Transmigrated to ancient times into a remarried family, the home was dilapidated, the roof leaked, the birth mother was a pushover, the stepfather was sickly, and the stepbrother was a well-known p...
Chapter 840 I was mentally prepared
Lin Yuesha remained silent. The Qi family's fate back then was too tragic for her, an outsider, to judge.
If one can truly control their own destiny, then how do you explain her time travel to the Great Qi Dynasty?
Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. Lin Yuesha found that punishing evildoers was exhilarating and addictive, but she was a timid person and prioritized her own safety. She didn't have the guts to harm Yuwen Kun yet.
How's the deployment going on your end?
Following closely beside Blue Eyes, Lin Yuesha was trembling with fear, constantly worried that the guy would come up with another bad idea to prank her.
Lin Yuesha hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, and she felt a deep sense of dread while on someone else's turf. She wanted to finish her business as soon as possible and return to Daqi.
"That's about it."
Back then, Helian Cheng led his men to steal treasures from the Northwest Underground Palace. Most of them were handed over to the leader of the alien tribe, while he hid the rest himself.
Helian Cheng didn't hide many treasures, but they were rare gems.
Before leaving, Qi Heng planned to seize all the wealth in Helian City's mansion and was searching for its hidden treasure.
With so many valuable treasures, given Helian Cheng's personality, he would definitely keep them under his watchful eye and keep them under his control at all times.
“A few days ago, Aunt Jing and I went to see Helian Cheng. I discovered that there were tunnels all over the mansion, and there were several locked rooms in the tunnels. I don’t know what they were used to store.”
The tunnels in Helian City are interconnected, indicating that they were built some years ago. Unless used to avoid being seen, they are rarely used on a daily basis.
Lin Yuesha marked the route from the kitchen to Helian Cheng's study.
“I interrogated Miaoyin, and she had only been to the tunnel once and did not remember the way.”
The situation is somewhat tricky. Before Miaoyin was given an important position, she was not considered one of Helian Cheng's confidantes.
However, Qi Heng was not in a hurry. The strong man Jing Er had been given croton oil by him and was paralyzed in bed and unable to get up. The kitchen was short of a servant, and Aunt Jing took a liking to him.
The two quickly exchanged information and agreed to wait and see for the time being, while paying attention to Yuwen Kun's movements.
Yuwen Kun lingered at Helian Cheng's mansion, unwilling to leave. Money can be a powerful motivator, and the fact that he had so many subordinates hidden in Jinyu Pass suggests he had other plans.
The weather was bitterly cold, and every evening, Lin Yuesha would feel hungry and crave something hot.
There was pickled mustard greens in the kitchen. Lin Yuesha chopped them up, added red chili peppers and stir-fried shredded pork, and cooked a pot of steaming hot mustard greens and shredded pork noodles.
After cooking, add two drops of sesame oil, and a simple bowl of noodles becomes a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.
With no outsiders in the large kitchen, Qi Heng relaxed and ate two large bowls in one go.
"You work in the main kitchen, how come it's like you're not getting enough to eat?"
Lin Yuesha took Qi Heng's bowl and chopsticks, added noodles and soup, and said with a smile, "Men have big appetites, you should eat more."
"The cook in Helian's mansion is terrible at cooking."
Speaking of the cook, as Qi Heng had predicted, Lin Yuesha suggested to Helian Cheng that Helian Cheng find Sister Ye, who was skilled in cooking northern dishes at the Jin Yu Guan Old Restaurant, and she was the person he had left behind.
"If I'm not here, come find Aunt Ye if you have any urgent business."
Qi Heng emphasized, "Yuwen Kun is a suspicious and treacherous man. Even if he discovers something, he may not reveal it, so you must be extremely careful."
Lin Yuesha nodded solemnly. She had experience with this, and the blue eyes had left a deep shadow on her, so she dared not be careless.
Footsteps could be heard not far from the kitchen.
Qi Heng put down his chopsticks and squatted in the corner, instantly becoming invisible again.
"Miaoyin, why aren't you serving Lord Yuwen? What are you doing in the main kitchen?"
Aunt Jing looked around and, seeing no one else, took Lin Yuesha's hand and said, "The master is waiting for your reply."
"Lord Yuwen is resting. He has his subordinates with him and didn't ask me to serve him."
Lin Yuesha pointed to the remaining noodle soup in the pot, indicating that she was hungry and had come to the main kitchen to cook something. After all, the real Mrs. Qi often cooked, so Yuwen Kun wouldn't suspect anything if she came a few more times.
"I have already reported back to the lord today. Now the lord has summoned me for questioning. Is there something urgent?"
Helian Cheng valued Miaoyin highly, and the two relied on Aunt Jing to relay messages between them.
"How would I know that? It just so happens that the master ordered some wine, so come with me to deliver it."
The old woman used a key to unlock the large lock on the small storeroom and led Lin Yuesha into the entrance of the tunnel.
When she came down again, Lin Yuesha was a little more familiar with the place than the first time. She saw the marks she had left behind and knew what to expect.
“Miaoyin, you used to travel around with your master and haven’t been back in the manor for long. You should know the rules of the manor.”
The old woman was leading the way when she suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Know."
Lin Yuesha had no idea what rules Helian Cheng's household had, but she didn't dare to ask.
"Good to know. When you go to the adults' place later, no matter what you see, don't be startled."
The old woman gave a heads-up that Helian Cheng was not in the study, but in his bedroom drinking and making merry, with male concubines accompanying him.
Miaoyin is an unmarried girl, and she is easily embarrassed. If she makes a big fuss, she will needlessly upset the adults.
"Aunt Jing, I was prepared."
Lin Yuesha knew some of the situation in Miaoyin's family. Qi Heng interrogated Miaoyin, and when Miaoyin learned that she had been replaced by Lin Yuesha herself, she became very obedient.
Helian Cheng now highly values Miaoyin and naturally treats her well. If she were no longer of any use, Miaoyin's entire family would suffer. Helian Cheng is a man who loves to play the game of collective punishment; if one person makes a mistake, the whole family is punished.
Lin Yuesha thought she was a worldly person, but when she arrived at Helian Cheng's bedroom, she almost screamed.
The room was dimly lit, with only a palm oil lamp hanging on the wall, its flame casting a faint blue light.
The bedroom was surrounded by bright red—red bed curtains, red bedding, red ornaments—and was completely quiet.
Surrounded by bright red for the first time, Lin Yuesha felt no joy, only a deathly stillness, more like a ghost marriage.
In the very center of the room, a thick, bright red carpet was laid on the floor, and on it sat a magnificent coffin.
The coffin was surrounded by countless rubies, which shone with a cold luster in the dim light.
The old woman led Lin Yuesha to kneel before the coffin and said respectfully, "My lord, this old servant has come to deliver wine."
"Okay, bring it over."
A yawn came from inside the coffin. Helian Cheng opened the coffin lid and sat up.
Lin Yuesha was startled and leaned back, but thankfully she adjusted herself in time and resisted the urge to run away. She had once heard Madam Xu mention that Lord Xu had slept in a coffin during his mourning period, simply because Lord Xu was obsessed with officialdom, and promotion and wealth were auspicious omens.
"My lord, I heard that you have given me some instructions."
Lin Yuesha lowered her head, unable to bear looking directly at Helian Cheng, who was shirtless; there was no guarantee that his male favorites might still be in the coffin.