"I don't want it." Ling Qi subconsciously retorted, but thinking of last night's lovemaking, his face changed to a smile, "Cousin, you are so generous, Ling Qi is extremely grateful."
The woman glared at Ling Qi, "What do you take me for?"
Ling Qi: "Barely, she could be considered a concubine."
"You? You're not worthy!" Once she recovers, she'll definitely seek revenge on that damned Ling Qi. After saying this, the woman looked at Qiu Yan: "Who exactly are you?"
Qiu Yan: "What, you don't even recognize your own master?"
"Master?" She was a servant?
The woman's aloof face was filled with doubt.
She shook her head, slumped onto the bed, and finally asked Qiu Yan, "What's my name?"
After hearing this, Ling Qi turned her gaze to Qiu Yan.
He was curious to see how Qiu Yan would respond.
To his surprise, Qiu Yan turned her gaze to him instead: "Ling Qi, tell her what her name is?"
Ling Qi paused slightly. "How would I know?" he muttered under his breath, then looked up and saw the sword on the ground.
The sword bears the inscription "Ling Shuang".
He was about to blurt out "Ling Shuang," but then, remembering his surname, he said "Bai Lu."
White dew turns to frost.
The woman was completely unfamiliar with the name.
Qiu Yan tacitly agreed, "Bai Lu, take good care of your injuries. If any strangers come looking for you and say anything strange, you must tell me immediately."
Qiu Yan spoke sternly, her white teeth lightly tapping together before she finally nodded.
She didn't want to be a slave, and she didn't know how she had survived when she was in a subordinate position.
She looked at Qiu Yan, "Is there anything to eat?" She was so hungry that she felt dizzy and lightheaded.
Qiu Yan: "Put your clothes on and go downstairs for dinner."
Bai Lu wrapped herself in a cotton quilt, turned her head to look around, and finally, her gaze fell on the tattered clothes scattered on the ground.
Seeing that she had no clothes to wear, Qiu Yan said to Ling Qi, "I'm leaving it to you," and then left the room.
Ling Qi refused, but before he could speak, Qiu Yan had already left the room and sat down at the table on the first floor.
When the White Dew season arrived, he was dressed in men's clothing.
She sat down opposite Qiu Yan and asked again, "Are you really my master?"
She was truly unwilling to accept this identity.
Qiu Yan glanced at the man walking down from the second floor, paused slightly, and then looked at Bai Lu indifferently, "Not just anyone is worthy of being my maid."
Bai Lu frowned. Was her background really that bad?
She swallowed hard as she looked at the food on the table.
I don't want to think about it anymore; I'd better fill my stomach first.
She picked up a steamed bun and began to chew it heartily.
"You don't even consider yourself a servant." Seeing Bai Lu wolfing down her food so quickly, Qiu Yan pointed to the table next to her: "Go eat over there."
Bai Lu followed Qiu Yan's gaze and saw Ling Qi and Ling Ba sitting to the side.
She and Ling Qi locked eyes, their gazes filled with intense hatred.
She didn't get up and continued eating.
"Qiu Yan." Qin Feng came downstairs, glanced at Bai Lu secretly, and then slowly walked to Qiu Yan's side. "It's been a few days. I didn't expect that you would also come to Huaiyuan."
Qiu Yan didn't even look up, taking a small sip of the rice porridge in her bowl, "What a coincidence."
Bai Lu looked up, glanced at Qin Feng seriously, and then continued to eat her food heartily.
Qin Feng smiled and said, "This shows that we are very destined to meet."
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he was about to sit down when Ling Ba, who had suddenly approached, blocked his way.
Qin Feng coldly said, "Get out of the way!"
Ling Ba remained expressionless, focusing solely on standing in front of Qiu Yan and preventing Qin Feng from getting close.
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