Xinhe laughed but didn’t speak.
Yi Ling glanced out the window, appearing a little restless. She covered her anxiety with a laugh and then said, "I’ll go change my dress."
In this noble circle, talking about going to the latrine was just too vulgar. These noble ladies might unavoidably change their dresses when going out, so they simply referred to both changing dresses and going to the latrine as ’changing clothes’.
"Mm, okay."
As soon as Yi Ling got up and left, her little maid couldn’t help but wanting to speak. But Yi Ling gave her a cold look and the maid promptly swallowed her words.
Yi Ling quickly moved along the corridor to a secluded corner, checking around to ensure nobody was there, then asked, "What’s the situation now? Has Master Mu gone in?"
The little maid hurriedly said, "He has gone in, I saw it with my own eyes. Right now he should be . . ."
Blushing a little, the maid continued, "When Master Mu went in, he was sneaky. It was clear he came with ulterior motives. Madam prepared such expensive soul-draining fragrance for them, it’s a waste."
The little maid said this because when this "Master Mu" confidently entered Song Ya Lan’s room, he was wearing a large cloak, with the hood covering his face as if he feared being seen. Isn’t this proof that he came for an affair?
Yi Ling sneered, "Whatever he’s here for, since he came today, he can’t just casually leave!"
As she spoke, she ordered the little maid, "That’s all, you don’t have any tasks now, don’t worry about the movements over there, avoid causing unnecessary panic."
The little maid immediately nodded with anxiety, "This servant understands."
But after a moment’s hesitation, she blurted out, "Master Mu is already inside, maybe it’s already heated up... Why doesn’t the madam directly lead people over there now?"
"Go now and do what? The essence of the soul-draining fragrance hasn’t worn off, it might ruin Song Ya Lan’s mood." Yi Ling said these words for the sake of Song Ya Lan, but her contempt for her was blatantly obvious.
In fact, she could see that Song Ya Lan, while appearing aloof on the surface, she probably dreamt of this intimate moment. If she were trying to please Song Ya Lan, how could she ruin her plans?
Especially with this soul-draining fragrance, it has a strong effect. Being interrupted partway through would be very frustrating. Yi Ling still needed to consider for Song Ya Lan’s sake.
"Anyway, there’s no rush. Ji Xinhe has promised to stay here for a vegetarian meal before going back, just wait until they’ve had their fun." Yi Ling said.
"Yes, Madam’s consideration is obviously more thorough," the little maid quickly said.
Yi Ling said coldly, "You don’t need to curry favor with me. Instead of this, use your brain more and do more practical things."
"Yes."
With that, Yi Ling turned around to return.
Xinhe was still meditating in the room. As soon as Yi Ling left, she had Shulan call for Xiaochai.
"You didn’t go to get medicine?" Just one look at Xiaochai’s face and Xinhe knew that he did not go to fetch the medicine.
Xiaochai grumbled, "I’ll apply the medicine when I get back tonight, I’m not in a rush."
Xinhe shook her head helplessly, "This silly boy."
"Xiaoyu, ask the little monks outside to get some medical ointment," Xinhe ordered.
"Yes."
Xinhe then asked Xiaochai, "Was it Sun Yaowen who hit you?"
Xiaochai nodded, "Yes, I let him ride our carriage to the Qing Shui Temple."
In a deep voice, Xinhe said, "This slap – I’ll return it for you someday."
Xiaochai’s lips curled into an expression of satisfaction, "Okay."
Unable to help herself, Shulan laughed, "Has this child gone numb? He’s happily smiling even after being hit."
Xinhe lightly glared at Shulan, and Shulan sheepishly shut her mouth. But Xiaochai still felt inwardly joyous. He had been beaten quite a lot since he was young, this slap wasn’t a big deal. What was most important was that he had completed the task she had assigned.
But the fact that she said she would return his slap for him, made him really happy. Clearly, she also cared for him, even if it’s only a little bit – he was satisfied. He was an easily satisfied child anyway.
Soon, Xiaoyu returned with the ointment and passed it to Xiaochai. She then said to Xinhe, "Madam, while this servant went to fetch the ointment, I saw Yi Ling talking to a little maid from a distance. She might be getting a little uneasy."
Xinhe laughed lightly, "So what if she gets uneasy? This whole drama today, I had been coordinating the whole time. Everything will go as it should."
"Judging by the time, that man should be in Song Ya Lan’s room right now. Why has Yi Ling suddenly calmed down now?" Shulan asked.
Xinhe looked at Xiaochai, thinking it wasn’t good to discuss these matters in front of the child. But she saw him sitting there calmly, she couldn’t tell if he was listening, or if he had understood.
"You go out and keep watch, remember to apply the medicine," Xinhe instructed Xiaochai.
Xiaochai obediently nodded, "Yes."
Waiting until Xiaochai had left, Xiaoyu then said, "Maybe she wants to wait until it’s over."
Xinhe nodded, "It doesn’t matter, as long as we cooperate with her."
"Yes."
Just as they were talking, Xiaochai’s voice came from outside, "Aunt Yun."
Xinhe gave a signal to Shulan and Xiaoyu, and they all promptly fell silent. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
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Meanwhile, in a chamber in the back yard, there was an atmosphere distinctly out of place with the tranquil atmosphere of the temple.
"You, you, you’re not..." Song Ya Lan’s eyes widened in shock when she saw the man’s face. She was so startled she screamed.
But her mouth was quickly covered by Sun Yaowen, who soothingly cooed, "What do you mean ’not’? You were waiting for me, weren’t you? Don’t scream so loudly, what will we do if someone comes?"
Song Ya Lan was so angry she clenched her teeth, looking at the sordid face of the man in front of her, she was filled with murderous rage!
Earlier, she was feeling itchy and dizzy from the effect of the soul-draining fragrance when this man slid into her room. At that moment, her heart almost popped out from excitement. She was uncontrollable and impulsively wanted to throw herself into his arms.
But to her surprise, her body had already gone limp because of the soul-draining fragrance.
However, her "Mu Lang" was very passionate. Seeing her weakened state, he proactively carried her to the bed. Song Ya Lan never expected that this cold man would be so tender and caring, her heart almost melted, as she called out "Mu Lang" again and again, wishing to soften his heart.
With her heart pounding and her face flushed, she let him kiss her and even disrobe her.
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