Chapter 62 I'm here to find that fox spirit named Pipa.
"Alright, stop crying... Miss Lu, come whenever you want."
Pipa sighed, somewhat helplessly, "I can't stop you anyway."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyao immediately stopped crying: "You said it yourself!"
"Um."
"No taking it back!"
"good."
Hearing the boy's repeated promises, Lu Qingyao almost immediately stopped crying and started laughing.
This wasn't the first time Pipa had seen Lu Qingyao like this, but she still couldn't help but sigh, "Her face changes so quickly."
Lu Qingyao held up a bright, smiling face and stared at them expectantly.
Pipa felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze: "Miss Lu, aren't your family worried about you sneaking out so often?"
"You know my mother died early, and my father only likes my eldest sister. He's been busy arranging marriages for her lately, so he doesn't have time to deal with me, this restless troublemaker."
Lu Qingyao said nonchalantly, dragging a chair from the side and sitting down. She rested her chin on the back of the chair and looked at the boy sitting opposite her: "Sigh, it's better to stay here with you. Seeing you is much more pleasant than seeing my father's old face."
Lu Qingyao always spoke without restraint. If it weren't for Shen Yun saying it herself, Pipa would have had a hard time guessing that she was actually a young lady from a scholarly family.
The reason this young lady disguised herself and came to this chaotic place was because of the older sister she mentioned who was deeply loved by her father.
—Because Lu Qingyao's sister's proposed marriage partner is Shen Yun.
Lu Qingyao's mother passed away early, and her father was busy with government affairs, leaving early and returning late.
Lu Qingyao thus grew up by her sister's side, never separating from her like a little tail.
Although the two sisters were born of the same mother, their personalities were completely different.
My elder sister is quiet and fond of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She is skilled in poetry and prose, and her every move exudes the elegance of a well-bred lady.
The younger sister, Qingyao, was born with a lively and active personality. In her father's words, she was a mischievous monkey, a natural troublemaker and a troublemaker. Whenever she made a mistake or upset her, her older sister would always stand up for her and support her.
The saying "an elder sister is like a mother" is probably quite apt here.
Therefore, Lu Qingyao was very close to her older sister. When she learned that her father had arranged a marriage for her sister early on, she felt some dissatisfaction, feeling that it was disrespectful to her sister.
When he later met Shen Yun in person, he was even more disdainful.
In Lu Qingyao's words, a man who looks like that must be a womanizer and philanderer.
"You can tell this just by looking at that old man from the Shen family. Everyone here knows that old man Shen caused Shen Yun's mother to die because of a courtesan. As the saying goes, the student surpasses the master; his father wasn't even as good-looking as him."
Lu Qingyao thought her well-intentioned advice had failed to change her father's mind. Instead, she was punished by being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall all night for speaking disrespectfully to her elders.
"Ayao, why are you doing this to yourself?" Her sister sighed as she applied medicine to Lu Qingyao's bruised knee. "A marriage arranged by parents and matchmakers is a matter of course."
"Sister, are you really willing to marry into that filthy, awful place?"
Lu Qingyao was puzzled; the Shen family had always been cold-hearted.
Whether it was Madam Shen, who was angered to death back then, or the Lan family, who were once on good terms but were ultimately impeached by a memorial and ended up with their family destroyed... they are all irrefutable evidence.
How could Lu Qingyao watch her older sister, who had always doted on her, jump into a fire pit?
"Seeing is believing," the older sister said. "Even if the rumors are true, Shen Lang may still be a good man."
Lu Qingyao's eyes widened, about to retort, but she met her sister's pair of bright, clear eyes. She opened her mouth in disbelief: "You don't mean you're interested in that Shen Yun—"
“A-Yao”.
Without needing to say more, the feelings in the woman's eyes were already obvious.
I see……
Lu Qingyao suddenly felt that she was a huge victim of injustice for being punished by kneeling.
However, she quickly rallied, and with a girl's sixth sense, Lu Qingyao still firmly believed in her heart that Shen Yun was not someone her sister could entrust her with.
Finally, after much inquiry by Lu Qingyao, she obtained definite information.
This seemingly serious man, Shen Yun, actually had a lover at that Flower Moon Pavilion long ago. With the marriage agreement between the two families approaching, there was no sign of it breaking off.
--Hurrah!
Lu Qingyao couldn't help but feel a little smug; she had finally caught someone red-handed.
She immediately wanted to tell her sister about it, but remembering what her sister had said before about seeing is believing, she decided to disguise herself and investigate first.
Aunt Xun, the manager of Huayuelou, is a woman who is greedy for money.
Her fingertips, painted with bright red nail polish, weighed the silver note Lu Qingyao handed her. Her alluring eyes swept over Lu Qingyao up and down, giving Lu Qingyao the illusion that she had been seen through.
"Why...why are you staring at me like that?" Lu Qingyao couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing." Aunt Xun smiled with her eyes narrowed. "I was just thinking that the young master is such a rare and handsome man. His delicate skin is just like that of a young lady."
Lu Qingyao choked on her saliva in nervousness: "Cough, you...you're the young lady, while I...I'm a dignified man."
"Yes, yes, yes... Young Master, please."
Aunt Xun covered her mouth and chuckled, then led Lu Qingyao to a quiet residence and pointed to it.
"Is this the place?" Lu Qingyao asked suspiciously. It was too plain and quiet, not at all like a place where a fox spirit would stay.
"What do you mean, here or there?"
Aunt Xun blinked as if she didn't understand: "I just happened to be passing by, and Young Master Lu also wandered around here by chance. Out of curiosity, he thought he would go and see the people in that house. That's all."
With that, she casually swayed her hips and left.
Lu Qingyao cursed the old witch inwardly. If her pockets, which were already empty of silver notes, hadn't been completely empty, she would have actually believed this woman's lies.
Lu Qingyao stood in front of the door and encouraged herself again.
—It's just a vixen, it's not like we haven't seen her in stories before.
She's a genuine girl, so she's not afraid of being bewitched or having her life force drained by a vixen.
That's what she was thinking. Lu Qingyao stood in front of the door for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a suitable opening line, preferably one that would be a real surprise and scare the vixen to death.
Just as Lu Qingyao had finally made up her mind to kick the door to show her hostility and aggressive attitude, the door opened from the inside.
Lu Qingyao remained suspended in mid-air with her leg raised as if about to kick, her eyes meeting the clean gaze of the person who opened the door. Then, she uncontrollably fell over, crashing headfirst into their arms.
Man...man?
This was the first time in Lu Qingyao's life that she had been so close to a man other than her father, and especially one like this...
Lu Qingyao's mind went blank for a moment.
When she finally came to her senses, she was already inside the house, sitting in a chair.
The interior was simply furnished and almost completely exposed; no one else was seen.
—Strange, where is that vixen?
Seeing Lu Qingyao looking around, the young man who brought over the tea smiled and asked, "What are you looking for, sir?"
"Looking for what... I, I'm looking for someone, of course! You..."
Lu Qingyao's mind raced. Wait, why is there a man in that vixen's room? Could it be... that Shen Yun has been cuckolded?
--Should.
She thought viciously to herself, no longer feeling shy towards the boy in front of her. People who come to places like this are all the same kind of people. So what if he looks... alright to look at?
It's all fake, all fake.
Lu Qingyao straightened her posture and coughed lightly: "I'm here to find that fox spirit named Pipa."
As soon as he spoke, he saw the boy in front of him show a strange expression, and even paused in the act of pouring tea.
"May I ask what business you have with the loquat shop?" the young man asked gently.
Meeting those calm eyes, Lu Qingyao paused for a moment: "What? Can't I come if there's nothing wrong? Isn't this a place for business?"
"Yes." The boy nodded.
"Then hurry up and get that loquat—"
"I am Pipa."
"Oh, so you're the one..."
Lu Qingyao's provocative smile froze on her face. She was thinking, thinking rapidly... Finally, as if she understood something, she jumped up from her seat and revealed a terrified expression.
Shen Yun... he's actually a homosexual! He actually... he actually kept a man on the side?!
This is... way too explosive!
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