Although Jiang Yimian was worried about his safety, she still said, "You have time? I'm afraid you'll be surrounded by beauties as soon as you enter the capital. You probably won't even remember who I am after that."
These words were undeniably tinged with jealousy, and Jiang Yimian, feeling a pang of envy, quickly added, "If you don't remember me, I'll forget you very soon too..."
Before she could finish speaking, her lips were captured by two thin lips.
Her eyes widened, somewhat stunned, and she reached out to push the person in front of her away.
Lu Cijian grabbed her wrist, pressed his lips to hers, and chuckled softly, his words carrying a hint of seriousness, "Don't forget me, I'll be back soon."
If Lin Yan'an comes to see you while I'm away, don't be too nice to him.
Jiang Yimian was stunned, and before she could react to the meaning of his last sentence, Lu Cijian lifted her chin and kissed her deeply.
As if knowing he wouldn't taste this sweetness for many days to come, he kissed with extra force, his tongue prying open the other's teeth, hooking the hidden little tongue, and sucking it hard.
Jiang Yimian's body went limp from his kisses, but he still wouldn't let her go, sucking on her lips like someone desperately thirsting for saliva after walking in the desert for many days.
He kept taking everything from her mouth until she was a little out of breath, then Lu Cijian let go of her, but still kept his lips pressed against hers, gently caressing them.
Their breaths mingled together, and Jiang Yimian blushed inexplicably. When she met his undisguised desire, she simply turned her head away and looked away.
Just a few days ago, the person in front of me was still very inexperienced, and it seemed that she was the one taking the initiative.
But in just a few days, Lu Cijian was kissing her so skillfully. She didn't know whether to say that he was talented or just naturally gifted.
Lu Cijian held the person in his arms for a while before calming down his agitation. He said earnestly, "I will resolve those matters as soon as possible. Wait until I marry you, Mianmian."
Jiang Yimian smiled and said, "Okay."
The little girl smiled, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him with her eyes sparkling like stars. For the first time, she answered his question directly.
Lu Cijian paused for a moment, then slowly smiled and lowered his head to kiss her lips until he heard Song Er's voice from outside the courtyard.
Jiang Yimian quickly stepped out of his arms.
As soon as Song Er entered, he met his young master's unsatisfied gaze, which startled him so much that he stopped in his tracks. He glanced at the two of them suspiciously and saw that Jiang Yimian's expression was normal, without the slightest displeasure at being disturbed. Instead, she looked calm.
Looking at the young master again, his eyes seemed to be gleaming with cold light, and his gaze was unusually indifferent, not much different from usual. Perhaps he had misjudged him earlier.
Yes, that's for sure. The word "unsatisfied desire" could never appear on the young master's face.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Young Master, Steward Sun and the others are leaving."
Lu Cijian responded, then reached out and pinched Jiang Yimian's cheek before leaving with Song Er.
Longxing Manor returned to peace, but the Xue residence became lively.
Xue Lingyu spent the whole day in the manor feeling uneasy, but Baoxiangfang did not deliver the IOU. Coincidentally, Xue Xingzhao was also not in the manor, so she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
As Jinzhan, a maidservant standing nearby, combed her hair, she said with a smile, "I was just saying that Baoxiangfang wouldn't dare offend the Minister's Mansion. I guess Yunniang was too embarrassed to admit that there were many people at Baoxiangfang that day, so she insisted that you write an IOU, Miss."
"Miss, just wait and see. Who knows, Yunniang might bring you the IOU today, and maybe even apologize."
It's just a shop; even with powerful backers, it can't compare to the Minister's Mansion.
There aren't many people in the capital who can afford to offend the Minister's Mansion.
Xue Lingyu paused for a moment, a smile appearing on her lips. Looking at her overly pale face in the mirror, she said, "If the people of Baoxiangfang are so sensible, then I will not blame them for what happened yesterday."
She would only blame it all on Jiang Yimian.
Every time I run into this village girl, nothing good ever comes of it. Not only does she embarrass me, but her reputation for gentleness and elegance, which she has cultivated for many years in the capital, will probably be ruined as well.
She won't let Jiang Yimian get away with this.
At this moment, a magnificent carriage with a canopy slowly came to a stop in front of the Xue residence.
The carriage curtain was respectfully lifted by a guard standing to the side, and a middle-aged man in official robes stepped down from the carriage. If it weren't for his solemn official robes, one might only mistake him for a kind-looking middle-aged man.
Just as Xue Xingzhao was about to walk towards the mansion, the servant who had been waiting by the street hurriedly came forward and respectfully bowed, saying, "Lord Xue, I am from Baoxiangfang."
Xue Xingzhao glanced at the person in front of him, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes, but he still smiled and said, "Get up. What business do you have with me?"
The servant just smiled and said, "Sir, you don't know, Miss Xue damaged some things in Baoxiangfang yesterday. Because she didn't have enough money on her, she wrote an IOU. I've come here today to collect the money."
As he spoke, he unfolded the IOU in his hand.
Xue Xingzhao frowned, puzzled but still said, "Just go to the gatekeeper and get it yourself."
It's such a small matter that you need to come to him. It seems that Xie Yu's Baoxiangfang is indeed going to close down.
Just as he was about to walk into the mansion, his gaze swept over the IOU, and he stopped abruptly, squinting at the amount of silver on it, and said in disbelief, "Four thousand taels? Is Baoxiangfang joking with me?"
Even if he disliked his youngest daughter, she was still a member of his household. But this Baoxiangfang was outrageous, demanding an exorbitant amount and showing up with an IOU for four thousand taels of silver. Had Xie Yu gone mad?
Yan Yuege has had a significant impact on Baoxiangfang, but surely she wouldn't make such a foolish move.
Seeing this, the servant quickly explained, "Sir, what you said is a bit inappropriate. Yesterday, Miss Xue accidentally knocked over a shelf at Baoxiangfang, spilling the incense pills and rouge powder on the ground, causing Baoxiangfang to suffer heavy losses. Many people saw it."
"Miss Xue signed this IOU herself. Sir, you could send someone to inquire about it, or perhaps you simply don't want to acknowledge it?"
Upon hearing this, Xue Xingzhao's expression immediately changed, and the guard beside him hurriedly rebuked him, "How dare you speak to the lord like that?"
For a declining establishment like Baoxiangfang to dare to be so disrespectful to his master, they must have a death wish.
Although Xue Xingzhao was extremely unhappy, he carefully examined the IOU, confirmed that it was Xue Lingyu's handwriting, and then looked at the people coming and going on the street.
Because of the guards' reprimands, many eyes turned to look at him.
A dark glint flashed in his eyes, and after a long while, he managed a smile. "I will figure this out myself. Baoxiangfang need not worry. You can go back now."
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