Chapter 62
Lian Yu's scalp felt numb.
It was all his fault for being too excited. He hadn't considered that Gu Lang might be suspicious of him. Facing the other person's sharp gaze, Lian Yu gritted his teeth and explained, "I guessed."
"Guess?" The young general narrowed his eyes.
Lian Yu nodded vigorously, "After all, the Jin Kingdom has long been eyeing us covetously. Considering the purpose of the raw materials, it's hard not to suspect that the Jin Kingdom was behind this. So..."
Lian Yu secretly raised his eyes and looked at Gu Lang.
Gu Lang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction: "You are right. I thought you were just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect you to have a solid basis. You have grown up."
?
Lian Yu slowly tilted his head.
No, brother, you haven’t taken off your vest yet, why are you being so kind!
Gu Lang clearly didn't realize that he had exposed himself in front of Lian Yu. He nodded and said seriously, "The most urgent task now is to find the person who stole the raw materials. As long as we stop him before the raw materials fall into the hands of the Jin people, there is still room for maneuver."
Lian Yu agreed and clasped his fists, "General Gu is absolutely right."
"But there's one thing I don't understand." Qin Yi suddenly spoke, his brow furrowed in distress. "If he just wanted to steal the raw materials, he could have just come to the warehouse and stolen them. Why would he have gone through all the trouble of coming all the way to my place?"
Because you are the protagonist.
Lian Yu answered silently in his heart, but his face was serious: "Perhaps he wanted to use your cry for help to attract most people's attention to the mourning hall, and then sneak into the warehouse during the chaos? But he didn't expect that not only did you not have Chinese medicine, but you also counterattacked him, and he didn't expect-"
Lian Yu's gaze turned to the servant who was kneeling like a quail beside him.
"This guy has such good sleep quality."
The servant's shoulders trembled and he smiled awkwardly, twisting his fingers together.
The other party was clearly in a state of distress. It wasn't Lian Yu's job to punish him for his poor performance, and Lian Yu had no interest in giving people a hard time. So Lian Yu averted his gaze and snapped his fingers at Qin Yi and Gu Lang. "I think we should split the investigation into two groups. Sister-in-law, you track down the source of the wine and Chinese medicine, and General Gu, you track down the people who entered and left the mansion before and after last night's theft. How about that?"
Qin Yi nodded slightly: "I'm fine."
"Of course I have no problem with that, but..." Gu Lang looked at Lian Yu, "What is Second Young Master Lian doing?"
"Me?" Lian Yu squinted his eyes and whistled with his arms behind his head. "I'm a second-generation rich kid, so of course I'm going to look for my Xiao Hong'er, Xiao Qing'er, and Xiao Huan'er."
After saying that, Lian Yu stepped out.
"Xiaoyu!" Qin Yi stretched out his arms to block him, his white sleeves fluttering in the scattered sunlight, like a mournful snowflake. Qin Yi looked at him with worried eyes: "Are you going to that kind of place again? Have you forgotten what you promised me?!"
"Why don't I remember promising my sister-in-law anything?" Lian Yu spoke casually, but deliberately raised her voice to ensure that Gu Lang, who was a few meters away, could hear her.
Qin Yi suddenly raised his eyes, with disbelief in his eyes.
Lian Yu sighed silently inwardly, took a step forward to close the distance between them, and lowered his voice: "Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut about what happened last night and will never mention it to anyone else. I just casually fooled General Gu about it before, but if he asks about it again in the future, it will be up to you to perform well."
Seeing Qin Yi still maintaining that stunned and broken expression, Lian Yuxin hardened her heart and said, "Just think of it as being bitten by a dog!"
"What about you? What did last night mean to you? Biting a dog?"
Lian Yu was suddenly choked by a mouthful of saliva. Amidst the violent coughing, Lian Yu briefly thought about what last night meant to him.
Firstly, for someone like the original owner who had experienced love affairs once, twice, three times, and a thousand times, last night was obviously nothing special. Furthermore, Lian Yu's brain was completely muddled by the drugs he took yesterday, and apart from the few fragments he reconstructed from the scene, he really didn't remember anything. So -
Is it okay to say that?
Before answering like this, Lian Yu suddenly remembered his own personality: a gangster, bastard, pervert and pervert.
Lian Yu leaned over and met Qin Yi's eyes. The beauty's long eyelashes trembled, and she obviously mistook it for a kiss.
Lian Yu, however, grinned maliciously at this moment, teasing her in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"The feeling of having a sister-in-law is naturally unforgettable. Not to mention a year or two, even a hundred or a thousand years, I can't forget it. If you ask me, it's even more delicious than that prostitute in the brothel."
"You!" Qin Yi suddenly raised his hand.
The snow-white palm hung in the air, not falling down for a long time.
Lian Yu raised her chin and put half of her face towards Qin Yislap: "Come on, sister-in-law, this is the first time I've tried this trick."
Qin Yi took a step back as if frightened, his face pale.
The flower's face turned pale.
Lian Yu whistled inwardly, admiring the beauty's panic for a moment before turning and leaving. The servant who had been waiting outside the door quickly caught up with him, "Master, where are we going?"
"Where else can we go?" Lian Yu glanced at the servant and smiled frivolously, "Of course, we should go to Tianxianglou."
When the words fell into Qin Yi's ears, his beautiful and clear black eyes narrowed and stared at Lian Yu's leaving back, revealing a hint of danger.
The moment the tall and straight figure disappeared around the corner, Qin Yi also turned around and walked towards the servant kneeling by the warehouse door with an expressionless face.
"Husband, Madam?" Before the servant could finish his call, he was slapped hard on the side of his face.
The servant, stunned by the blow, knelt on the ground with his face covered. The next second, a sharp silver needle went straight to his jaw. A piece of skin on his face fell off with a scream.
A real face was revealed, twisted in pain.
Qin Yi glared coldly at the face he had seen last night, and put his palm back on the horrific purple mark on the servant's neck, tightening his grip.
"Embezzlement?" Qin Yining stared at his face, which had turned purple under the palm, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.
Footsteps sounded, and Gu Lang slowly emerged from the warehouse, calmly observing the horrific scene before him, as if he had foreseen everything. Seeing Qin Yi release the nearly suffocated servant, he nodded in thanks, "Thank you, Master Qin, for your help."
Qin Yi lowered her head and brows, and bowed gently: "After all, I have married into the Lian family. General, please call me Madam Qin."
"Mrs. Qin?" Gu Lang chuckled. "Are you?"
——
To give Qin Yi and Gu Lang enough time to investigate alone, Lian Yu simply booked a suite at Tianxiang Tower and stayed there for half a month without returning to the Lian Mansion. But surprisingly, the old lady didn't send Qin Yi to look for him. I guess she had given up hope on him.
Lian Yu was perfectly happy about this. Putting aside the dirty tricks, Tianxianglou had wine and food at hand. Someone would run errands to get whatever she wanted. After a few attempts, the madam realized she couldn't get any money from Lian Yu, so she stopped sending her girls to harass her.
All in all, it was a comfortable feeling.
It was another day just like the fifteenth day before. The morning sunlight shone on the eaves of the second-floor window as usual. Lian Yu sat leisurely by the window, with one leg bent on the eaves, looking down at the people coming and going outside the window.
The morning was bustling with activity. Steam rose from the bun shop, and men carrying baskets on their shoulders called out, "Soy milk, soy milk!" in a deep, deep voice that sounded like a boat chant. In the distance, a half-grown girl ran from the alley entrance, her arms draped with snow-white, gauze-lined bamboo hats, resembling a tiny snowy owl with frost-covered wings.
"Hat! Who wants a hat?" The little girl was not tall, but her voice was crisp.
"Hey, girl!" Lian Yu leaned half of his body out of the window, letting the sunlight paint his eyebrows and eyes freely. "How much are they?"
The little girl curved her eyebrows and her voice was as sweet as Jiangnan rice dumplings with fermented rice wine: "Two copper coins each, how many do you want, sir?"
Lian Yu raised his arm, and the copper coins strung on a red string drew a glittering arc in the sunlight. The little girl opened her mouth in surprise, and by the time she realized what was happening, the string of coins had already fallen firmly into her bamboo hat.
"Come one, no need to look for it."
By the time the voice had reached the lower floor, the person at the window had vanished. Only a wisp of scarlet brocade curtain danced passionately in the morning breeze, allowing a glimpse of what was inside the room.
The little girl's eyes widened.
Soon, an errand boy brought Lian Yu the bamboo hat that cost two copper coins. The workmanship of the hat was really ordinary. It was probably made by the little girl herself to supplement the family income.
Wearing it for fun might be fine, Lian Yu thought, and casually put the hat on his head. Suddenly, everything in front of him became foggy, and only shadows remained.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and I could vaguely make out the voice of the madam.
"Sir, this is our top performer—" Seeing Lian Yu in the center of the room, the madam took a deep breath and fell silent.
Lian Yu squinted through the white gauze to identify the people around the madam.
He was a handsome young man in a green shirt, his face a hazy golden hue, probably due to a mask. Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, he stood there like a slender bamboo, his aura imposing.
It looks inexplicably familiar.
At this time, the madam finally reacted and smiled awkwardly to smooth things over: "Oh, I took the wrong path. Look at my brain, please don't blame me, young master..."
"I'm a man," Lian Yu suddenly said. He walked forward with a very romantic attitude and said, "If you don't mind, I can accompany you."
The young man in blue didn't say anything. Through the white gauze, Lian Yu saw him making a gesture to the madam.
"Oh, since you don't mind, I will take Lian Gong... uh, Xiao Yu'er to wash and dress carefully. You can wait in the next room for a while."
As soon as the man left, the madam hurriedly slammed the door behind him: "Second Master Lian, what are you doing?"
"Who is that person?"
"I don't know," the madam shook her head, then suddenly raised her eyebrows: "But as long as my purse is full, that's enough."
Lian Yu was speechless and walked to the next room.
"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Lian, please wait a moment," the madam hurriedly pulled him back and whispered, "That young man is mute."
Mute?
Is he really mute, or does he want to hide even his voice?
The moment his fingertips touched the edge of the mask, Lian Yu felt his wrist being wrapped by a pair of warm hands. After some rustling sounds, a piece of paper with wet ink was pushed in front of his eyes.
[very ugly]
"Yeah?"
Lian Yu half-straightened himself, leaning forward with a smile. His fingertips deftly lifted the edge of the mask and pressed hard against the soft flesh of her lips. The mask was filled with steam, hot and damp, like the very substance of desire.
"But I think your lips are very beautiful."
I felt the lips under my fingertip quickly move away, and the person opposite hurriedly picked up the paper and pen. When the paper was pushed back, the words had lost their shape. Even an illiterate person could see the urgency of the writer.
[How do you like it? ]
Lian Yu wanted to laugh. Talking about love in a place like this, was she truly that innocent, or was she just some sophisticated flirting tactic? He lowered his eyes to watch the eager ink stain slowly dry. "Does it really matter to you, sir, whether I like you or not?"
[important! ]
Lian Yu was stunned by the exclamation point. Emotions this intense were almost rare, yet Lian Yu felt the earth in his heart boiling, as if something familiar was struggling to break through the earth.
He could hardly control the urge to lift up his hat and take a closer look at the other person's face. He wanted to know who the person opposite him was.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and a greasy, fat man stumbled in drunkenly: "Hey, a new beauty, why haven't I seen her before?"
This voice is from Li Bawang!
Lian Yu wanted to stand up, but Li Bawang's arm pressed heavily on his shoulders. The smell of alcohol, tinged with vomit, wafted over the white gauze. Li Bawang burped loudly:
"Beauty, please accompany me when you are free."
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