Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 196 I Want to Be Quiet 4

"You are here."

Li Tianxiang seemed to know that Lin Qingyue and the others were coming. He sat on a bamboo chair at the door early in the morning, with some melon seeds and peanuts placed on the stone table next to him.

It seems like I have been waiting for a while, Lin Qingyue thought.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"It's been three cups of tea. It seems you're still a little slow."

"why?"

"Why?" Li Tianxiang looked at Lin Qingyue without any distracting thoughts in his eyes, as if he knew nothing.

Lin Qingyue grabbed a handful of peanuts from the side, crushed the hard shells and threw the snow-white peanut kernels into his mouth.

"Didn't you provide us with this information? Why are you pretending?"

"Then tell me what information I gave you?"

"You said Huo Yun was captured by the demons, and you gave Shen Yumeng a place to rescue him. But what you didn't say is that you were absolutely sure that Huo Yun was not there, but that was the hiding place of a little demon." Lin Qingyue approached Li Tianxiang and greeted him softly.

"You've put so much thought into this, it seems that little devil is someone you know?"

"What is Miss Lin saying? Why don't I understand?"

Lin Qingyue smiled: "Whether you understand or not, Shen Yumeng is the daughter of the Peak Master after all. She is seriously injured like this. Do you think the Ziyang Sword Sect will let you go?"

Li Tianxiang looked surprised: "What happened to them?"

Lin Qingyue asked back.

"Didn't you already know that?"

"I met Huo Yun in the Purple Gold Palace not long ago." Lin Qingyue said seriously.

"What?!" Lin Qingyue saw Li Tianxiang's shocked expression and curled the corners of his lips.

"Why don't you look happy at all?"

“How could it be? I’m so happy to have news about Huo Yun, why not come…”

Li Tianxiang quickly stood up and went to pull Lin Qingyue.

"Miss Lin, where did you see my wife? Take me to find her quickly."

Beside him, Wen Lingyun looked at Lin Qingyue worriedly, and Lin Qingyue gave him a comforting look.

"You stay here, I'll take him to find Huo Yun."

"Sister Qingyue, I want to go with you."

"If you stay here, there might be other clues." Lin Qingyue said this, but Li Tianxiang still wanted to interfere.

"If he wants to follow, then let him follow. I don't have any brothers or sisters, but I envy you for having such a strong bond with my brother."

Lin Qingyue was silent for a moment. Wen Lingyun was still stubbornly insisting on following her, so she gave in.

"be careful."

Li Tianxiang: "Miss Lin, are you worried about the defense of the Purple Gold Palace? There's no need to worry. The Purple Gold Palace is heavily guarded and there are few villains here."

"Oh." Lin Qingyue feigned innocence and said, "Then it must be a great demon cultivator who abducted Madam Ling?"

Li Tianxiang's face froze and he glanced at Lin Qingyue with a dim gaze.

The comment section is dubbing his mental activities.

[This girl did this on purpose, didn't she? How rude!]

[Let me think about how to plot against you...]

[The anchor will be the first to suffer misfortune soon.]

【Hahaha, how can you be so funny. 】

[By the way, what's the situation with Feng Yiqiu right now? I really want to see how she splits the city lord's backyard apart.]

[It doesn't have to be her who split it open, right? Is Feng Yiqiu so arrogant?]

We need to believe in the complexity and diversity of people. I'm curious why the company doesn't tie Feng Yiqiu in.

【Let’s not do that. That’s too pitiful. 】

……

In the City Lord's Mansion, Feng Yiqiu greeted the elders at each seat with a gorgeous smile, and everyone was as happy as a family.

"Miss Feng, I offer you a toast. You have grasped the sword spirit at such a young age. This is not inferior to those inner disciples in the Ziyang Sword Sect."

"Young genius!"

"Miss Feng, I'll toast you a glass."

……

While responding to everyone's enthusiasm, Feng Yiqiu secretly looked at the position of the city lord Chu Fengli.

Chu Fengli sat in a high seat, flanked by one or two attendants. He looked at the lively scene below and couldn't help but smile. Turning his eyes, he saw Feng Yiqiu looking at him. He picked up the wine glass on the table, stood up, and raised it high.

"Come! Let us all welcome Miss Feng to the Purple Gold Palace!"

"Welcome Miss Feng to the Purple Gold Palace!"

"Welcome Miss Feng to the Purple Gold Palace!"

"Welcome Miss Feng to the Purple Gold Palace!"

The voice was loud and powerful, like an overwhelming wave of air rushing towards Feng Yiqiu.

Feng Yiqiu steadied herself, glanced at the city lord Chu Fengli who was testing her, and while chatting and laughing, she negotiated a deal with the city lord Chu Fengli on several businesses under her name.

Feng Yiqiu was originally trained by the Feng family as the future head of the family, so she had abundant capital at an early age.

"I appreciate everyone's kindness! Here, the younger generation offers a toast to the elders."

Feng Yiqiu filled a whole cup of spirit wine and drank it in one breath.

"Ms. Feng is so courageous!"

"As expected of a son of a noble family! He's so generous!"

"Come on! We've finished our business, let's drink, eat meat, and watch the show!"

Amidst the singing and dancing, Feng Yiqiu found an excuse to leave.

The city lord's mansion was bustling with activity today. The maids and servants coming and going were all smiling and in high spirits.

Feng Yiqiu passed by them, but the little maid following behind made a mistake and dropped the glazed snowflake crisps on the plate to the ground.

"Hey? What's wrong with you?!" The maid in front rushed out and grabbed the maid who wanted to pick up the Glazed Snowflake Crisp and put it back.

"Sister, it hurts."

"The pain is meant to teach you a lesson! These are things for the master's family. How could you pick them up and put them back? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass the master? Sweep these up and throw them away. I'll ask the kitchen to bring another box."

Time was urgent, and the maidservant didn't have time to carefully watch the maid's actions. She threw down a sentence "Hurry up and deal with it" and hurried forward to maintain order.

The footsteps disappeared, and Feng Yiqiu stopped in front of the little maid. He saw that the little girl still put the broken pastries into the plate and pretended not to know.

It was as if the maid just now didn't give any countless instructions.

As if noticing Feng Yiqiu's pause, the little maid stepped back.

He said timidly.

"grown ups."

Perhaps there was something wrong with the arrangement. When the little maid stood up, the glass snowflake crisps in the box rolled to the ground and rolled into the yard next to it.

Feng Yiqiu looked over and saw that the courtyard was quite desolate, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

She had an idea and started walking towards that direction, but the little maid quickly stopped her.

"Sir! No!"

Feng Yiqiu stopped and looked at her inquiringly.

The little maid bit her lower lip, unable to hide her confusion, and finally told the truth under Feng Yiqiu's increasingly oppressive gaze.

"Lord Nulan..."