"I know, it's said that if someone can play chess with him for three days and three nights, he might not want to rent or sell, depending on his mood, right?"
"You know?" Bai Yu smiled. "You wouldn't be thinking of..."
"Yes, send someone ahead first, and we'll join in last."
"Kid." Bai Yu suddenly raised his hand and placed it on Xie Lingqin's shoulder, his tone earnest again, "Don't underestimate these three days and three nights. Many people have tried it before, and it's said that they were scared away by that person's sharp tongue. That's impossible."
"Don't worry, nothing is impossible in this world." Xie Lingqin said, reaching into her bosom and handing over the ten thousand taels she had just taken from Nie Zuier to Bai Yu. "Here, the vouchers for renovating the shop and making purchases later are all here. They're for you."
"This..." Bai Yu took the silver note, his expression darkening slightly. He didn't address the silver note, but said, "You went to Fuyue Gambling House."
"Um."
"That, that woman, she..."
"Don't worry, everything's fine."
"I don't care about her." Bai Yu tilted her head and scoffed lightly. Then, pretending not to care, she stuffed the silver note into her pocket and turned around. "Since this place was already decided, why did you make me go through the selection process?"
"Otherwise, how would I know if you have a talent for business?"
"Heh, thank you for thinking so highly of me. Hey, I say, you little rascal, isn't this just trying to get something for nothing?"
"I'm poor."
After saying her piece, Xie Lingqin took her leave.
She needs to act quickly.
Three days and three nights—her body had been recuperating for so long, she could endure it. However, she needed to make sure that no one came to Qingshui Pavilion to cause her trouble during these three days, and that no one would discover her whereabouts.
This is a problem.
When they returned to Qingshui Pavilion, the entire General's Mansion was completely silent.
However, Zihe was clearly still awake. Seeing movement in Xie Lingqin's room, she immediately knocked on the door and came in.
Xie Lingqin looked at her as she changed her clothes, "Did something happen?"
Zihe nodded, "It's not a big deal, but it's better to be on guard. Today, when I went to the main kitchen to get some food, I overheard that Second Aunt was suggesting to the General that we find a tutor for Miss so she can properly learn etiquette again."
Xie Lingqin continued moving, "This second concubine is really restless. It's nothing, you can go and rest."
"Also, Miss, there's something I'm not entirely sure about." After a moment, Zihe seemed to remember something and spoke softly.
Xie Lingqin looked at her, her eyes remaining calm. "What is it?"
"When I was observing in the front yard today, I saw Granny Yang greet the steward and then leave."
Xie Lingqin turned her gaze and looked at her coolly, "Isn't it normal to greet someone?"
“No…” Zihe was at a loss for words, “I just feel like something’s off.”
Upon hearing this, Xie Lingqin became serious. "Oh, did you see Granny Yang blush, or did you see the steward's eyes sparkle with affection?"
“No…” Zihe shook her head.
"Hehe..." Xie Lingqin suddenly smoothed her sleeves, somewhat amused. "The housekeeper has a tigress in her family. Among all the nannies, Granny Yang, who serves the second concubine, is indeed a beauty that can shame the moon and flowers."
"Pfft." Even Zihe, who was usually reserved and calm, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
With Liu Mama's sharp and mean-spirited manner, how could she possibly be eclipsing the moon and shame the flowers?
Miss, that's a wonderful adjective you used.
Zihe's eyes suddenly focused, "Oh, Miss, the injury on your arm..."
Xie Lingqin looked at her arms and, remembering what had happened before, her expression immediately turned sour. "By the way, is your former master sure he was mentally sound?"
"Miss, are you referring to the Crown Prince?"
"Otherwise, you still have a few former masters."
Zihe choked, "Your Highness, isn't this normal?" What's not normal is...
"Is that so?" Xie Lingqin snorted lightly, offering no comment.
Zihe felt powerless.
Xie Lingqin drank some more tea before washing up and going to bed.
As soon as I lay down, I felt a slight, dull pain in my abdomen.
It seems that even such a good medicine as Tianxiang Xueyu Pills can't suppress the effects for long.
Indeed, fate has been unkind to me.
The next day, after Xie Lingqin treated her wounds, she quietly left the mansion to meet up with Bai Yu, and they carefully planned and arranged the opening of the hot pot restaurant.
Feeling a bit tired, Xie Lingqin thought she would take a nap when she got back. However, when she returned to the General's Mansion, before she even slipped into Qingfeng Pavilion, she saw General Xie standing in the courtyard with his guards. In front of him, Zihe was bowing respectfully, saying, "General, Miss got up not long ago, but felt sleepy and went back to sleep."
"It's almost noon. Go and wake her up. I have something important to tell her."
Zihe nodded immediately, "Yes." Then, she turned and headed towards the main house.
General Xie watched as the maid went to fetch someone, then looked at the woman who was nearly thirty years old and had an extremely dignified demeanor following behind him. "Wait a moment."
"This servant will wait."
Xie Lingqin glanced at the woman, and in a split second, seemed to understand General Xie's intentions. Then, taking advantage of the cover of a large tree next to the main house, she climbed into the house through the back window.
Upon seeing that it was Xie Lingqin, Zihe relaxed and immediately and quickly helped Xie Lingqin change her clothes.
"Father, is there something important?" Xie Lingqin opened the door and stepped out.
"There is something." General Xie looked Xie Lingqin up and down, his gaze sharpening. After a moment, he beckoned to someone behind him, "Xianglong, come up here."
The woman named Xianglong then stepped forward and gave a graceful bow, saying, "This servant, Xianglong, greets the young lady."
Xie Lingqin smiled slightly in response.
Isn't this the incense burner in my father's study, the one that was always there to serve his writing brushes and ink? And it had quite a close relationship with my second aunt.
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