The next day, the servants would not sleep in, but none of the masters got up. No wonder, they made such a fuss last night, they certainly wouldn't be able to get up today.
Even if someone wanted to get up early, there were no horses left, so even if they got up, they couldn't do anything.
After the sun rose, the servants lit a bonfire outside to prepare breakfast. The Fourth Master hadn't given any orders, so they all proceeded with their tasks as planned.
Around 9 AM, the first to get up was Seventh Master, followed by Thirteenth Master, Fourteenth Master, and Third Master. After a good night's sleep, they were greeted with piping hot mutton soup, delicious millet porridge, roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), and huoshao (baked flatbread). It was incredibly pleasant.
As soon as Lanqin and Fourth Master opened their eyes, the servants waiting to report to them were almost lined up in a row. Su Peisheng said that Eighth Master and Ninth Master wanted to invite Fourth Master over to talk about what exactly happened in the poisoning incident last night. Third Master came over and asked if they wanted to go hunting today, and Seventh Master and Tenth Master also said they would continue hunting.
"Master, what should we do? Is Eighth Master still trying to hold a grudge? He probably never dreamed that you could resolve that crisis so quickly. Now that the poison has been cured, what can he say?" Lanqin felt a chill run down her spine at the thought of that handsome, seemingly gentle face full of scheming and plotting.
"Since he's so eager to ask, why don't we go and clarify things with him? And while we're at it, let's also pave the way for your cousin." Fourth Master hugged Lanqin and kissed her forehead.
"What does Master intend to do? What if he denies it to the death? Xiuzhu's words at most prove that he intends to make a big fuss about this matter. They don't prove that he was the one who poisoned him." Lanqin looked up and gently kissed Fourth Master's cheek a few times, like a chick pecking at rice.
"Eighth Prince is always meticulous in his work. This time, he must have planned it all along. It's probably impossible to find even a trace of him. So, I don't plan to make a scene with Father Emperor. It would only be counterproductive. I just want to make him suffer a little. Didn't your cousin already go into his tent? And she was limping in, wasn't she? I already have witnesses to prove it." Fourth Prince said with a smile.
"But Fourteenth only saw Xiuzhu come out of the main tent, and didn't see her go into Eighth Master's tent again?" Lanqin asked in confusion.
“He certainly wouldn’t say that my witness wasn’t him,” Fourth Master said meaningfully.
Lanqin stared wide-eyed at Fourth Master, thought for a moment, and then asked in confusion, "Does Master intend to cling to Eighth Master?"
Fourth Master nodded and said, "Anyway, he's my man, and he'll say whatever I tell him to say. Anyway, your cousin did limp into Eighth Master's tent."
Lanqin looked at the cunning man and smiled, saying, "Alright, you really are a cunning man."
Fourth Master's eyes widened, and he lifted Lanqin's chin, saying, "What 'scheming' man?"
When Lanqin realized that she had used a modern term again, she quickly said, "It means that you keep your schemes and tricks to yourself and bring them out when the time is right."
Fourth Master grabbed Lanqin and pinned her down, saying, "That's a very accurate description. I am indeed cunning. Who told him to provoke me?"
After saying that, Fourth Master lowered his head and kissed Lanqin's lips, not caring that the tent couldn't block out any noise. Lanqin was so frightened that she kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to groan at all. But Fourth Master actually had a morning lovemaking session, making Lanqin almost cry out, but she didn't dare to. Lanqin was so angry that she rolled her eyes at Fourth Master a hundred times in her heart.
Afterwards, Fourth Master called for him to get up. Nianxue and Xicha, who had been waiting outside the tent, naturally knew what had happened inside, and both came in to serve him, their faces flushed. Lanqin glared resentfully at Fourth Master's back and said bitterly, "You've made me so weak, I'm not getting up!"
When Nianxue and Xicha saw Lanqin speak so bluntly, their faces turned even redder, and they both lowered their heads as if they wanted to bury them in their necks and chests.
Fourth Master couldn't help but chuckle, "If you don't want to get up, then don't. Sleep a little longer. After I've dealt with all those troublesome matters, I'll take you to see the azaleas."
Lanqin still wouldn't have it, and with a snort, she turned her back on Fourth Master. Fourth Master wasn't angry; he had indeed been a bit too indulgent earlier and hadn't considered the little woman's feelings.
The Fourth Master left with a smile, and the two maids breathed a sigh of relief. It was Nianxue and Xicha who did things like helping the two men change clothes; Cui Niang did not come in to serve them.
"Master, are you really not getting up?" Nianxue asked.
"I'm not getting up! Ugh, so annoying! It's so early in the morning, and you're making me unable to get up." Lanqin's face was actually as red as a tomato. She hadn't expected that someone as serious as Fourth Master would actually be unable to resist, insisting on having sex in broad daylight with so many people outside. Was he trying to make her look like a shameful person? Damn it, lecherous man, so disgusting!
Nianxue knew that her mistress was being stubborn, so she didn't dare to say anything more and could only wait with Xicha for Lanqin to calm down.
Meanwhile, Fourth Master had already arrived at Eighth Master's tent, where he saw him and Ninth Master still sitting opposite each other at the Eight Immortals table, playing Go. As soon as Fourth Master lifted the curtain, he saw that their breakfast was placed to the side, untouched.
"What's wrong with my two brothers? Why aren't you having breakfast?" Fourth Master asked, glancing at them.
"Sigh, we dare not eat it. What if another one gets an intestinal ache? I, Ninth Master, still want to keep my life so I can serve Father Emperor," Ninth Master said sarcastically.
Fourth Master's eyes flashed, and he said without any anger, "As the saying goes, man is made of iron, food is made of steel, you'll get hungry if you don't eat a meal."
As soon as he said those words, Fourth Master felt something was amiss. The key was that he only knew about iron, but he didn't know what steel was. He had only heard Lanqin say those words once and remembered them.
Sure enough, both Eighth Master and Ninth Master were stunned when they heard this saying. They had never heard of this proverb before, but they understood its meaning.
"Thank you for your concern, Fourth Brother. I was in so much pain last night that I really have no appetite right now," said Eighth Master.
"Speaking of what happened last night, I came here specifically to explain things to my two brothers," said the Fourth Master.
When Eighth Master and Ninth Master saw that Fourth Master was about to talk about what happened last night, they both perked up and waited for him to continue.
Seeing their serious expressions, Fourth Master sneered inwardly, but maintained a relaxed demeanor and said, "Yesterday, I found out that it was all the fault of the cook who made the soup. The water she used was not clean; it probably contained insect eggs or other dirty things."
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