She's a thousand-year-old demon, either cultivating or on the path to cultivation. Facing a bottleneck in her cultivation, she decided to go out and relax, where she coincidentally met a system...
When Ning Qing returned to the villa, she ran into the little boy she hadn't seen for several days at the gate.
The little brat was still dressed in white, incomparably handsome, with a calm and composed expression on his face.
She remains as captivating as ever, like a fairy from a painting.
Ning Qing walked over and smiled at him, "Young Master, shall we dine together tonight?"
I was really craving the meal he brought over that day.
Jun Cheng saw that Ning Qing looked perfectly natural in women's clothing, and for a moment he felt that the person standing in front of him was meant to be dressed like this.
He couldn't help but think that if the person in front of him were really a young girl, he would probably fall for her.
Shaking her head and chuckling, she wondered if she was being bewitched. The person standing opposite her was a homosexual who liked men, so she quickly shook off the thoughts that shouldn't have been on her mind.
"No, I have to go out, I don't have time," he said, then turned and mounted his horse and galloped away.
He must stay far away from Ning the homosexual and not be bewitched by him.
Ah Chun was left standing there, completely bewildered: "Didn't the young master just return? He hasn't even entered the door yet, and he's already ridden away again?"
Ning Qing returned to her courtyard with a regretful expression, and immediately noticed something was wrong as soon as she stepped inside.
The five handsome young men who came out to greet him were no longer beaming with joy when they saw him. Instead, they lowered their heads, their eyes darting around, and they dared not look Ning Qing in the eye.
Ning Qing couldn't even pretend she didn't receive their guilty signals.
Ning Qing: What did they do to offend me?
System: Maybe they handled it internally.
Ning Qing: Will the five of them form three couples, two couples, or two and a half couples?
System: Are we discussing how many couples they'll end up with? Shouldn't we be discussing just how green you are?
Ning Qing: I feel like I'm under a dark cloud right now, and it's because of you that I was struck by lightning.
System: Could it be that I have wronged my pure and innocent host?
Ning Qing: Kitten, you can get lost now.
I'm afraid I won't be able to resist plucking the cat's fur one by one later.
System: Farewell, little one. Don't worry about me.
Ning Qing: You just wait.
Ning Qing sat in the chair, quietly waiting for them to speak.
They all knelt down, their heads still bowed.
One of them mustered up his courage and stepped forward to Ning Qing, saying, "We have failed you, Madam. Please punish us."
"Oh, what did you do? Tell me about it."
Ning Qing mentally read the subtitles: "Tell me quickly, I'm so curious! Don't dawdle, how many couples have you two paired up?"
“I…I think…my mother at home is old and sick, and there is no one to take care of her. I can’t bear it, so I’ve swallowed my pride and come to beg you, Madam, to allow us to return home.”
After saying that, he kowtowed heavily to Ning Qing. When he raised his head, his forehead was covered with bruises and swelling, showing how hard he had kowtowed.
Seeing that he had kowtowed, the others all kowtowed heavily once more, making their foreheads so prominent that they were almost unbearable to look at.
Seeing that Ning Qing didn't speak, they wanted to kowtow again.
At this moment, Ning Qing spoke up, "If you want to go home and serve your mother, I can grant your wish, but you must tell me what happened today."
As soon as Ning Qing finished speaking, the place fell silent.
They lowered their heads to wipe away tears, gently biting their lips, but no one uttered a single word.
Ning Qing had a headache. Was it because I wasn't worthy of shipping your pairing?
After a while, Ning Qing asked Huan'er to find their indentures and return them to them.
When Lin Ziye brought them here, he also brought the indenture.
Each person held a contract of servitude that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in their hands, tears streaming down their faces. They kowtowed to Ning Qing one by one to express their gratitude and bid her farewell, before slowly walking out of the west courtyard.
Under a large tree not far away, Lin Ziye saw the five people carrying bundles walk out of the west courtyard and instructed the people beside him to see them out.
But in his heart he was thinking: The matter that the young master asked me to do has been settled.