Not far from Mr. Pan’s mansion, there was a dilapidated house that had been neglected for many years.
In the main room in the middle of the house, even the light gauze curtains could not hide the rolling of the quilt on the bed and the gasps.
A man and a woman were entangled in each other's arms, not knowing what day it was.
A quarter of an hour later, it gradually calmed down.
The man hugged the woman, gently stroking her smooth back and saying jealous words.
"That old man Pan is almost buried, and you still watch him so closely. How come he can still love you at night?"
The woman glared at him with her beautiful eyes.
"Can we not mention him at this time?"
If the waiter of Ruyi Restaurant was there, he would have discovered that this woman was the one who came to the restaurant in the morning and left in a hurry. She was also Mr. Pan's Thirteenth Concubine, Concubine Zhou.
The waiter must recognize this man. He is the third son of Master Chen's mansion, Chen Sanxing.
Seeing that Aunt Zhou was a little angry, Chen Sanxing quickly changed his words.
"Don't be angry. I'm just jealous. You're the one I think about and talk about every day."
"But every time I want to see you, I still have to be sneaky like this."
"Each time we get close, it only lasts two hours. How can I bear this?"
Aunt Zhou snorted coldly. Her slender jade fingers pinched the soft flesh on Chen Sanxing's waist and said unhappily.
"Stop your sweet talk here. I won't fall for it!"
"Everyone knows that you, Young Master Chen, have taken in a concubine, a prostitute. These past two days, he has been having a hot affair with that prostitute."
"Why are you thinking about me?"
Chen Sanxing kissed her bright red lips and loved her like this. To be honest, he was a playboy, and he had many wives and concubines at home, so he really didn't need her.
However, there is always some mysterious feeling about Aunt Zhou that is hard to guess, which deeply attracts him.
So much so that when he visited Mr. Pan’s house for the first time and saw her, he wanted to get her.
Later, he got her, played with her a few times, got bored, and went home. He would think of her again after a few days.
So he thought that this Aunt Zhou was a little vixen. No wonder she made Mr. Pan, who was already old, so obsessed.
Now in the entire Pan family's mansion, Aunt Zhou is more stylish than the real wife.
Looking at her lazy expression, Chen Sanxing couldn't help but kiss her lips again before he said with a smile.
"As the saying goes. A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a secret lover, and a secret lover is not as good as not being able to steal. But the strange thing is, I have stolen from you several times, why can't I steal enough?"
Aunt Zhou curled her lips and glared at him.
But he wasn't talking.
She knew what kind of person Chen Sanxing was. She was not an ignorant girl, and would not be confused by his sweet words.
She was just attracted to Chen Sanxing's appearance. Living a good life is better than that seventy-year-old man.
She didn't expect anything else from him.
Today, she was always a little panicked. Mainly because she saw that person's face, and she didn't know if she was seeing things.
Chen Sanxing flirted with her for a long time, and when he noticed that she was distracted, he spoke with some displeasure.
"What's wrong with you today? You are so absent-minded." As he said that, he reached his hand into the quilt and touched her delicate part.
"Could it be that I didn't serve you well enough?"
"Are you thinking about other lovers?"
Aunt Zhou was too lazy to pay attention to him. After thinking for a while, she suddenly asked.
"You told me before that the entire family of Duke Hua in Bianjing City was killed. Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?"
"And let me tell you. According to reliable sources, Duke Hua's family was killed by the old emperor..." Chen Sanxing made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Aunt Zhou frowned and thought, wasn't the man she met in the morning Hua Changjue?
She shook her head again, her eyes full of coldness. She would recognize Hua Changjue and Jiang even if they turned into ashes.
She was definitely not mistaken today, that person was Hua Changjue. He was not dead at all.
Since the old emperor wanted to kill their family, but they dared to escape. If she spread the news that he was still alive, would she be able to kill them without any action?
Aunt Zhou thought so and did so, because she felt that Chen Sanxing and his father, an official, were the most suitable people to spread the news.
She sat up and looked at Chen Sanxing seriously, "Third Young Master, if I say that I met the former Duke of Hua, Hua Changjue, today, will you be okay with it?"
Chen Sanxing was stunned and looked at her.
"Are you kidding me?"
Aunt Zhou's expression at this moment was serious yet resolute.
"I'm not kidding you."
Seeing her like this, Chen Sanxing also sat up and asked subconsciously, "Where did you see it?" In his heart, he still didn't believe it.
Aunt Zhou narrowed her eyes and said, "This morning, I took Cui'er to Ruyi Restaurant. I originally wanted to order the chef of Ruyi Restaurant to prepare food for the old man's birthday banquet to make him happy."
"As a result, as soon as I entered the Ruyi Restaurant, I saw Manager He leading a middle-aged man upstairs."
"That man is Duke Hua, Hua Changjue!"
Chen Sanxing looked at Aunt Zhou thoughtfully.
"Even if he is the real Duke of Hua, how can you recognize him?"
He thought that Aunt Zhou was at most a woman who never left her house. Their Huaiqing Mansion was at least one or two months away from Bianjing City.
How could she possibly know the former first-rank duke who lived far away in Bianjing City?
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