"What are you doing here?" Li Qianxia was very dissatisfied with herself for almost defecting to the enemy just now, and felt a wave of fear.

If Chunhuang wanted to be her girlfriend instead of her sister-in-law, she probably would have already agreed. That's terrifying.

"It's not like the elevator is overloaded, what's the difference if there's one more person?" Chunhuang gently brushed her fingers across the butterfly's back.

"Woo-woo~~" the butterfly chirped happily, and its speed increased slightly.

"Good boy~" Chunhuang smiled and tapped it twice, then continued, "Besides, two people have suddenly appeared in the Marshal's Mansion, one of whom is a female performer who disappeared from the Pear Garden. How do you plan to hide it?"

"Do you have a solution?" Li Qianxia asked fiercely.

"certainly."

Upon arriving at the Marshal's Mansion, they discovered that the Pear Garden had been suddenly attacked, and Master Li had disappeared again. In this sensitive period following Li Bichang's death, everyone was awake and panicked.

Under these circumstances, Chunhuang walked in with a smile, and then... whatever she said went in the Marshal's Mansion.

"Everyone go to sleep. Don't tell anyone about the three of us."

"yes!"

Looking at the crowd of people who seemed to be receiving orders from palace maids and eunuchs, Li Changzhou felt the power of an S-rank.

If she's like this in the dungeon, how much influence does she have in the real world? No wonder she has the skill to dodge firearms.

"Is this the reason you're doing this charity performance?" Yang Qinglan was thinking about something else.

After donating 100 silver dollars to the porridge shop, Chunhuang also decided to hold a three-day charity performance and donate all the ticket proceeds.

Those who came to support the charity performance were all the rich and powerful people in Songcheng.

“Right now in Songcheng, my words carry more weight than those of Commander Li,” the Spring Emperor said with a smile.

"You don't have to show up?" Yang Qinglan asked with a hint of curiosity.

Deep down, she believed that the Spring Emperor couldn't do it—to gain the favor of the masses through her appearance, how could she expect others to obey her without showing her face, instead of obeying the life-threatening General Li?

Only players who have seen her many times and are convinced of her power will obediently listen to her.

"I'm going to sleep." Chunhuang didn't answer. She covered her lips with her slender right hand and walked gracefully towards the backyard. Her fitted cheongsam outlined her beautiful back.

The four people and the butterfly returned to Li Changzhou's courtyard.

The butterfly remained in the yard, and the four of them went inside.

Li Qianxia and Xiao Luobo were lying in bed, the former half asleep and the latter already asleep. Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan were sitting facing each other on either side of the small round table in the bedroom.

Li Changzhou took out the Snow Mountain Water Bottle and poured a cup for each person.

“We must be wary of this person,” he said while pouring water. “Since she has prepared a thousand pieces of ox blood, given her personality, she will definitely try to get the means to break the contract.”

"Hmm." Yang Qinglan held the water glass to her lips but didn't drink, her face showing deep thought. "I didn't stop her from coming to the Marshal's Mansion because I wanted to keep an eye on her up close."

"Maybe she has the ability to contact her subordinates remotely." Li Qianxia lay on the bed. "Brother, I'm thirsty."

Li Changzhou picked up his own cup, which he hadn't drunk from yet, and handed it to her. After she gulped it down, he took it back.

The three discussed for a while longer before Li Changzhou left, leaving the room to the two girls and finding another place to sleep.

Without using their skills, they can go without sleep for days and nights, but once they use their skills, they become as tired as an ordinary person who has just finished a busy day.

May 2, 1928.

As soon as Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia came out of the room, they saw Li Changzhou already standing in the courtyard.

Before dawn, with the moon still hanging in the sky, he stood under a pomegranate tree, dressed in a long robe, his hands behind his back, admiring the moon. He exuded an indescribable elegance and charm.

Noticing their gaze, he slowly withdrew his eyes from the moon.

Both girls were wearing new clothes.

Yang Qinglan wore a cheongsam of sky blue brocade pattern after the rain, her black hair, as smooth as silk, was tied up and adorned with a green hairpin. She had a slender waist and a full, rounded chest, though not very large.

As the morning breeze blew by, Li Changzhou wondered if he was still asleep, otherwise why would Chang'e be wearing a cheongsam?

"Bro, be more mature. You're drooling this early in the morning. If you want breakfast, go eat it!"

"Cough." Li Changzhou snapped out of his reverie and looked at Li Qianxia, ​​who was pretending to be angry but was actually being mischievous.

A short, light yellow cheongsam printed with fish scale patterns—a very striking outfit.

However, she didn't care what she did, whether she showed her arms or legs or not, as long as she didn't expose herself, Li Changzhou didn't care.

The three of them had already finished their morning practice of "Thunderclap Picture" in their room, and since they were all hungry, they went to the living room to eat together.

Someone was even earlier than them, the Spring Emperor.

A black silk embroidered cheongsam with a design of two dragons playing with a pearl.

Stand-up collar, short sleeves, fitted waist.

The collar, lapel, sleeves, and hem are embroidered with a pattern of two dragons playing with a pearl in gold thread. The all-black outfit, with its gold dragon trim, exudes an air of elegance and nobility.

And she was even sitting at the very head of the table!

"You're up?" She was drinking from a bowl of something she couldn't tell what it was. "Sit down and eat."

Well, Master Li has become a guest.

The breakfast on the table is a fusion of Chinese and Western dishes, including rice porridge, oatmeal, toast, steamed buns, pan-fried buns, and more, accompanied by side dishes such as fermented bean curd and pickles.

There were also condiments such as soy sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar, honey, and jam, as well as freshly squeezed juice, milk, and steaming hot coffee, making for a table full of food.

In addition, there were four maids serving him.

It's more like putting on a show than eating.

"Wow!" Li Qianxia, ​​a factory girl born in a rural area 100 years in the future and working in a shoe factory in 1928, had never seen such a scene before and couldn't wait to sit down.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan also sat down and picked out what they liked to eat.

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