Chapter 17 Congratulations, brother, you've been tricked by the system twice. ...
Le Jin listened intently on the stairs.
Meng Shutai's fiancée ran away.
She was utterly terrified.
But there was no surprise or disgust towards that "unfaithful" young lady.
She used to foolishly remind Meng Shutai to be wary of his fiancée, but now she thinks it's fortunate that the woman was unconventional enough to make Meng Shutai suffer.
Just imagining his ridiculous, shameful, and mutually tearing married life... Le Jin grinned, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
Bah, serves him right! Evil people will always be punished by other evil people.
She glanced back at her room, which had "Number 4, Earth" written on the door frame, and then, lifting her skirt, skipped over to the innkeeper.
"Shopkeeper, I'm a guest on the second floor. I can't quite figure out what days and dates I booked. May I take a look?"
She stayed at this inn, and even if her name wasn't on the guest list, there would be information about people related to her.
The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man who kindly took out the register from the cabinet and handed it to Le Jin.
"The guests on the second floor are all listed here. Please look for it."
"Okay, thank you."
Le Jin felt uneasy, wondering what identity the system had given her this time. She concentrated intently, searching page by page for information about room number four.
"Number Nine of the Heavenly Realm, Number One of the Earthly Realm, Number Two of the Earthly Realm..."
Le Jin's heart was pounding.
It's like entering a new game; from now on, she'll have this name and this identity, and she can't help but feel anticipation.
Just as the chapter on "Number Three of Earth" was turned over, a burst of exclamations erupted in the hall.
"Are you blind? What's going on?!"
"That kid's been haunted!"
Someone stumbled in and shoved the tables and chairs, startling the diners.
Looking towards the source of the commotion, Le Jin saw a handsome young man in brocade robes rushing towards her in a panic.
Completely bewildered, Le Jin was pulled into his arms. Before she could react, she heard him breathing heavily, half-crying and half-fearing:
"Ah Jin, we can't stay here anymore, let's just leave."
Who are you?
Le Jin instinctively pushed him away.
The boy was stunned for a moment, "...You've changed your mind?"
He stamped his foot, panicking as if the sky had fallen: "This 'deny everything' trick was taught to you by me to deal with those swarms of wild bees and butterflies, and you're using it on me?!"
"We agreed to elope together, and now you're going back on your word!"
Le Jin was completely bewildered and had no idea what the situation was, but judging from his answer, they must know each other, so she had no choice but to shamelessly pat his arm to comfort him.
"I...when did I ever go back on my word? I was just teasing you, don't be angry."
She appeared cheerful, but something seemed off to her inside.
She's already hooked up with someone she doesn't even know; she seems like such a gold digger...
Just as they were making merry, another gasp came from the hall.
Amidst the clamor, a swift sword wind swept past Yue Jin, whistling as it slashed straight at the young man.
A chill and murderous intent permeated the bustling inn at midday, causing everyone to fall into a daze and focus their attention on the swordsman.
He was dressed in a black, sleek outfit with arrow-sleeved sleeves, his hair tied up with a jade crown, his posture upright, and his features clear and handsome like a celestial being. However, there were some dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been tired for many days and had not had enough rest.
The man glared at the young man in brocade robes, the tip of his sword hovering over his face: "Feng Yu'en, you're asking for death!"
Feng Yu'en... that name sounds familiar.
Le Jin's gaze was fixed on the sword, and suddenly she felt a pang of pain in her heart, her brows furrowing uncontrollably.
The menacing aura of that ivory dagger was truly haunting. Le Jin felt as if she were suffering from a mental illness; her legs felt weak and she felt dizzy.
The swordsman noticed her unusual behavior and suddenly called out softly to her, "Little Jin'er..."
His melancholy gaze, filled with heartache, almost consumed Le Jin.
However, this affectionate address was like a boulder thrown into deep water, startling Le Jinji so much that his skin crawled.
Only Yue Jin's brother, Yue Zhao, ever called his sister "Little Jin'er"...
Le Jin's blood froze, her whole body stiffened, and she turned her head like a soulless puppet to look at the beautiful boy who was holding her tightly in his arms.
Feng Yu'en, Meng Shutai's childhood friend and lover, one of Meng Shutai's many cuckolds, was breathing right next to her ear, his heartbeat barely touching hers. Just moments before, he had been accusing her of being unfaithful...
Le Jin felt as if she had been slapped twice across the face, and her reason came to a standstill.
A stinging slap told her: You're Meng Shutai's fiancée!
Another slap mocked her: "Congratulations, you've been tricked by the system twice."
Her temples throbbed with pain, and her legs went weak as she slid into Feng Yu'en's arms.
"Little Jin'er!"
With lightning speed, Le Zhao sheathed his sword, grabbed Le Jin's arm, and snatched her back from Feng Yu'en's embrace.
What did you do to her?
Enraged, Yue Zhao once again raised his sword towards Feng Yu'en.
He hasn't slept for two days.
Having been away from home for three years while doing business, he was taken advantage of by the Feng family's son, who tricked his sister into doing something foolish. When he returned, he didn't even have time to be shocked; he rode his horse and chased after her along the way.
When he saw Feng Yu'en buying things on the street, he even thought that if something happened to his sister, he would abandon the friendship between the Le and Feng families and immediately kill this bastard.
Seeing that someone was about to die, Le Jin forced herself to leave Le Zhao's embrace.
"I'm fine! I was just a little dizzy just now."
She grabbed Le Zhao's sleeve with both hands and shook it, "Brother, I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"
The long sword was sharp, and Le Jin's mind was filled with the woman's words, "If you find it, you will definitely be beaten to death by your family," and she was so afraid that her legs trembled.
A person who has died twice never wants to lose their breath again. No matter what the current situation is, saving their life is the priority.
Le Jin's eyes were filled with urgent pleading, and even some tears welled up in them. She looked extremely pitiful, like a whimpering puppy caught in the rain.
Having worked for so many years, she was very familiar with asking people to apologize.
A look of surprise flashed in Le Zhao's eyes, and he choked on his words.
Is this submissive woman in front of me really my arrogant and domineering younger sister?
A murmur of discussion arose from the surroundings, and everyone in the hall was scrutinizing the three of them.
In the past, when my younger sister acted up, I could just say she was young and didn't know any better. But now that the reputations of the Le, Meng, and Feng families are involved, this matter absolutely cannot be allowed to escalate.
Le Zhao's heart sank. He silently grabbed Le Jin's wrist, turned his shoulder to hide her behind him, and then bowed to the people in the hall.
"I am truly sorry for offending you all today. There is a caravan of carriages about a hundred paces east of the inn. You can all go there and collect a silver ingot as an apology."
After bowing, he immediately straightened up, and with a flick of his wrist, the cold light of his long sword fell to the ground, chilling and menacing.
"But if any rumors spread, please don't blame me."
Having traveled extensively since childhood, Le Zhao developed a calm and dignified aura, commanding respect without needing to be angry.
People understood that this was a private family matter that the wealthy man couldn't discuss, so they nodded hurriedly and continued eating and chatting as if Le Jin and the other two had never existed. However, some people were still sweating profusely, and others were trembling uncontrollably.
Le Jin was also frightened by his threat and quickly recalled Le Zhao's character.
However, Yue Zhao is mentioned very little in the book.
Le Jin broke out in a cold sweat, judging from his demeanor that he must be a serious and upright person.
Feng Yu'en, the "lover," was still standing there indignantly, his chest heaving violently, his bulging eyes glaring at Le Zhao with hatred and disgust.
Secretly, he placed his hand in Le Jin's palm, his fingernails gently tapping her palm, as if he had something to say but it was more like an unspeakable reluctance to part.
Le Jin's ears turned bright red, as if they had been twisted.
They each held one of her hands, leaving her caught between them, barely able to protect herself, on the verge of tears.
In some mysterious way, the words she had evaded to Meng Shutai in the Yuyang Nunnery came flooding back to her:
"Like my husband, I have no interest in this kind of thing. I'd rather play shuttlecock with the maids in the palace..."
The words she herself had spoken now seemed like a blow to the head. It turns out being a eunuch has its advantages.
Le Jinxin cried out: "Can't you let me go back to playing shuttlecock?!"
A note from the author:
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The ultimate siscon has arrived!
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