Chapter 87 Miss, give me a smile before you leave.

Will a smile make you feel better?

Wei Qin lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, only to be met with a sarcastic remark.

"I don't want to laugh, but I won't force myself."

Jiang Yinyue turned and left, her smile appearing more genuine. She silently counted to three, and sure enough, her wrist was gripped tightly.

"Please wait, Miss."

Jiang Yinyue turned around, like a spoiled brat forcing someone to submit, raising her chin and adopting an inspection posture.

Wei Qin smiled again, his face delicate and handsome, but no matter how you looked at it, there was a sense of reluctance as if he had been forced into it.

He pursed his lips, pulled Jiang Yinyue over, and asked her in a low voice if she was satisfied.

A chilling breath brushed against Jiang Yinyue's nose.

Why are you standing so close? Jiang Yinyue looked him over and pinched his waist. "Let go."

"I don't want to let go."

"Then you've been laughing for nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hands that had been restraining Jiang Yinyue fell to their sides.

Jiang Yinyue became even more smug, having manipulated Wei Qin with effortless ease.

The invisible fox tail swayed smugly.

“You look good when you smile, you should smile more.” Jiang Yingyue poked Wei Qin’s chest with her index finger. “I’ve told you so many times, but you just can’t remember.”

“I remember.” Wei Qin grasped Jiang Yinyue’s hand and pressed it to his heart. “I remember every word Miss said.”

"Such sincerity, could it be just smooth talk?"

Wei Qin fell silent again, but Jiang Yinyue laughed, almost as if she had no skill in suppressing her laughter.

"I'm not teasing you anymore, I need to go back..."

"Sit inside for a while."

"don't want."

"Just for a little while."

Wei Qin smiled again, "Consider it a reward for me."

Jiang Yinyue, still annoyed, put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "You think I'll reward you just for smiling?"

However, a generous reward can inspire courage; rewarding him more might make him more accustomed to smiling.

Jiang Yinyue couldn't bring herself to be ruthless towards Wei Qin, so she reluctantly followed him into the east wing.

The moment she closed the door, she saw Yan Yi peeking in, probably laughing behind her back at their endless, entangled relationship.

With a bang, Jiang Yinyue closed the door, blocking Yan Yi's view.

"Among your subordinates, Yan Yi is the least reliable."

Wei Qin wasn't covering for his own; Jiang Yinyue was telling the truth. That guy had been mischievous and troublesome since childhood, and he was always around.

Wei Qin brewed tea, pulled Jiang Yinyue over, and personally fed her.

"I'm not thirsty."

"After all that talking, it's time to clear your throat."

Jiang Yinyue finally realized, "You think I talked too much with Mo Hao? You're jealous of everyone."

She's not that old, but she's already getting jealous.

Wei Qin didn't explain, but hugged her to relieve her fatigue.

The two, embracing each other, paced haphazardly in the cramped room, sometimes bumping into tables and chairs, sometimes into a bronze mirror.

Jiang Yinyue did not struggle. She knew him and understood him, and naturally understood his exhaustion. However, the beautiful moment was long and the sky was getting dark. She had to break the warmth of this moment without understanding the romance.

"I'm going back now."

"Give me a smile before you leave, Miss."

"......"

Jiang Yinyue thought she was hearing tinnitus and looked up at the serious-looking man. "What did you say?"

Wei Qin lowered his eyes and tightened his grip on her waist. "Smile before you go."

Some retributions are hidden in tender affection.

The young woman, angered by the teasing, began to struggle, which made Wei Qin laugh. This laughter was genuine and not forced at all.

"Let me go, Wei Yihe."

This person is utterly wicked, wicked to the core.

Wei Qin held her tightly, gently coaxing her, but Jiang Yinyue became even more agitated when she saw the door that had been bolted shut.

You shouldn't be soft-hearted.

A wolf's den is a wolf's den; once you fall in, you'll be devoured, leaving not even bones behind.

"ah......"

When Jiang Yinyue was pressed onto the wooden table, she was filled with regret. A large hand caught the back of her head, preventing her from hitting it.

But Wei Qin bit her lip until it bled.

"Ugh... Hmph..."

The woman, unable to break free, huffed and puffed, but in this situation, it became a seductive moan.

Wei Qin held her ten fingers together, pressing them to his sides, greedily savoring the sweet taste of her lips.

The teacup that was bumped leaned to the corner of the table, and the remaining tea spilled out, forming a thin stream that wet the floor.

After prying open Jiang Yinyue's teeth, Wei Qin gently turned and tentatively touched the tip of her tongue, and amidst her soft panting, he took her nimble little tongue into his mouth.

The swallowing sound from his throat was very faint.

His hand caressed Jiang Yinyue's palm, the friction generating warmth.

"Miss, please stay tonight."

Jiang Yinyue was still groggy. After taking a deep breath, she turned her head and stared at the overturned teacup. "No."

"Then give me a smile."

"you!"

Wei Qin kissed her again, a smile blooming in their intimate embrace, until the night watchman struck the second watch gong, and then sent her back to the Jiang residence.

Jiang Yinyue, her red lips slightly swollen, closed the doors and windows, refusing to let the man who had escorted her out.

It was clear that the anger had not subsided.

Wei Qin picked up Qi Bao and sat her on the swing in the backyard. After waiting for a while, Jiang Yin Yue did not appear, so he got up and left.

Qi Bao was still wagging her tail, reluctant to leave.

"Awoo awoo".

Wei Qin rubbed the dog's head again, then pushed open the door and left.

Jiang Yinyue pushed open the window, looking at the small courtyard where only Qibao was, and covered her face to dissipate the lingering warmth. The suffocating entanglement caused a tingling sensation throughout her body, which still coursed through her veins.

**

A few days later, Hongmei delivered the message.

Miss Zhou has been suffering from liver qi stagnation lately, and today she accompanied her mistress to a famous doctor's pharmacy to recuperate.

Jiang Yinyue happened to have some connection with the granddaughter-in-law of that famous doctor.

Opportunities are rare and hard to come by, so Jiang Yinyue rushed to the small house without stopping, and took Mo Hao to the pharmacy.

Along the way, she kept asking about the past between the Minister's daughter and Xiao Fanzi.

When Zhou Yujin was first promoted to Minister of Personnel, in order to please the emperor, he frequently interacted with a senior eunuch in the Directorate of Ceremonial, from whom he learned about the emperor's daily habits.

At that time, the person who delivered the message to him was the young Mo Hao.

Although Mo Hao was of low rank, he was useful to Zhou Yujin, who was very shrewd and tactful. So Zhou Yujin treated him with courtesy and occasionally invited Mo Hao to have a meal in the backyard.

Small favors and small gifts are common occurrences.

It was around that time that Xiao Fanzi and Ninth Sister had a brief encounter.

Ninth Sister loved to paint. One snowy day, on her way home, she happened to see a young boy sitting on the veranda in her backyard, eating a pastry in silence.

A lot of dregs fell out.

Just then, a sparrow landed on the goose-neck chair.

The boy picked up the crumbs with his hands, spread them out, and fed them to the sparrows.

Having never seen anyone feed sparrows with their bare hands, Ninth Sister secretly took out paper and pen and hid in a corner where the boy couldn't see her to draw.

The boy was much taller than his peers, with clear and bright eyes. Even when he was just feeding sparrows, he would smile with joy.

In the months that followed, Ninth Sister never saw the boy's innocent and naive side again. He became taciturn and efficient in handling affairs. Despite having undergone trials, he became a walking corpse in Ninth Sister's writing, devoid of vitality.

But the boy would still sit on the veranda and feed the sparrows.

Born into a prestigious family, the Ninth Sister knew that the "ghosts" in the harem were ruthless and devoured people without spitting out their bones. The innocent young man was covered in wounds and his personality changed drastically, but deep down he was still kind.

She walked over and handed over two paintings.

One photo is titled "First Encounter," and the other is titled "First Acquaintance."

The boy unfolded the second painting, but it didn't move him much. However, after unfolding the first painting, he sat there frozen.

In just a few months, he had become numb.

"Ninth Miss?"

"Um."

The girl's voice was soft, unlike the harsh shouts of the eunuchs from the Directorate of Ceremonial.

The boy took out a handkerchief and wiped the goose-neck chair next to him, but did not invite her to sit down, leaving it to her own discretion.

The girl sat down anyway and said that she had been secretly observing him for months.

At that time, I was young and straightforward, and I didn't feel embarrassed.

"Your godfather is Cao Zhangyin, how could anyone bully you?"

Yes, there are many.

"Then you can tell on me."

“My godfather is busy and a favorite of the emperor. He doesn’t have much energy. I won’t bother him unless absolutely necessary. He reminded me that true ability comes from making a name for yourself, and that relying on others will make you incompetent.”

The boy rolled up the painting, intending to tuck it into his sleeve, but then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Can I have it?"

"Of course."

The boy smiled unconsciously, and he and the girl smiled at each other.

For some time afterward, the girl would appear after the boy came to visit, giving him lots of snacks and watching him wolf them down.

"Slow down."

The boy couldn't even bear to waste the dregs.

"Your name is Xiao Fanzi?"

"Mo Hao." The boy wiped his mouth and said solemnly, "My real name is Mo Hao."

The girl nodded solemnly and called him "Mo Hao".

During the years when Zhou Yujin had close ties with the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, Mo Hao became the messenger, knocking on the gate of the Zhou residence hundreds of times, and naturally became acquainted with the Ninth Miss.

They would sit on the veranda chatting about strange tales, and the Ninth Sister would even give the young man pointers on painting.

His clumsy drawing skills led to many laughs.

They entertained each other and became childhood friends who could talk about anything. For Mo Hao, that period was a rare time of comfort and ease.

The day before jumping into the well, the boy, who didn't need to deliver a message to Zhou Yujin, came to visit him to see his short-term friend.

It was a shocking secret that Mo Hao couldn't reveal to anyone, not even a single word. He only said that he was leaving, and he couldn't mention where he was going.

Not long after, the tragic news of the boy jumping into the well reached Ninth Sister's ears. Ninth Sister was devastated for a long time, but she had a vague feeling that the boy who wanted to say something was still alive.

Having heard about Xiao Fanzi and the Ninth Miss's past, Jiang Yinyue, riding her horse forward, sighed at the cruel twists of fate. Neither of them had forgotten each other, but Xiao Fanzi returned as Mo Hao, while the Ninth Miss was to marry into the Eastern Palace.

But there is still a chance to change one's fate.

"drive!"

Jiang Yinyue spurred her horse, urging it to gallop like lightning, the clatter of hooves never ceasing.

Mo Hao followed behind, his resolute face slightly flushed, whether from the wind or from the brush of love painting his cheekbones.

Upon learning that the Ninth Sister had sought out a sorcerer to perform a ritual in order to see him, his heart, weathered by life's many hardships, suddenly trembled violently.

"drive!"

Mo Hao flicked his whip and followed behind Jiang Yinyue and Hong Mei.

The three arrived at the back alley where the pharmacy was located as dusk was falling.

The granddaughter-in-law, who had been waiting at the back gate, ran out alone and said, "You've come."

The matter was urgent, so Jiang Yinyue skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point, "Have you spoken with Ninth Miss yet?"

The granddaughter-in-law nodded, but the Prime Minister's wife kept a close eye on her daughter and did not allow her to go out at will. At this moment, the Ninth Miss was receiving acupuncture in the back room of the pharmacy.

"The Prime Minister's wife is in the front hall discussing health matters with my mother-in-law. I can take you to the back hall secretly."

Jiang Yinyue scratched the tip of her nose. "How did you sneak in?"

The granddaughter-in-law parted the grass covering a hole in the back wall and said, "You need to go in from here."

It's a dog hole...

The Zhou family had about ten attendants, so they needed to avoid their surveillance. This cave entrance led directly to the woodshed, where Jiang Yinyue and the others could change into pharmacist's clothes and then sneak into the pharmacy under the cover of darkness.

After hearing her granddaughter-in-law's explanation, Jiang Yinyue disregarded everything else, signaled Hongmei to guard the outside, and then crawled into the cave herself.

Mo Hao did not hesitate.

Ordinary young ladies wouldn't dare to climb through a dog hole. The granddaughter-in-law knew Jiang Yinyue's carefree nature, so she covered her mouth and smiled, then walked into the courtyard through the back door and went to the back hall, looking for an excuse to send away the acupuncturist who was looking after the Ninth Miss.

A woman and a man acted furtively under the cover of darkness.

When the Ninth Sister, who was anxiously waiting in the room, saw that burly figure, she suddenly stood up, ignoring the silver needles stuck in her body.

Time may pass and the world may change, but she still recognizes the grown-up boy at a glance.

Jiang Yinyue nudged Mo Hao, signaling him to come forward.

"This is a rare opportunity, so you must seize it. Remember, hesitation will lead to regret. Do not hesitate. If you are not satisfied, make it clear and do not delay others."

Wei Xichen is a "good" example; his hesitant nature caused him to miss many good opportunities.

Mo Hao stepped forward and faced the Ninth Sister, whose eyes were glistening with tears.

Jiang Yinyue and her granddaughter-in-law exchanged a glance, then stepped aside and waited quietly.