Hsu Fengnian laughed aloud and said, "I was just saying it casually. In any case, I will be a good person. Whether you appreciate it or not, it has nothing to do with me. I like the way you are, always letting me take advantage of you. Doing business with you is the most profitable."
Before leaving, Hsu Fengnian stabbed this little maidservant with a sentence, "No matter how shabby your clothes are, aren't they still my things? If you have the ability to take them off, then you will be a heroine. "
Jiang Ni pretended not to hear. When she bickered with the shameless and thick-skinned Hsu Fengnian, she always lost more than she won. Thinking about it carefully, she might not even be able to gain the upper hand even once.
After Hsu Fengnian, who was in a good mood, saw Yu Youwei, his mood became even better. Niangqin once said that for a beautiful girl, no matter if he had the temperament of a Bodhisattva or the heart of a snake or scorpion, he would still feel sorry for her. In his nearly twenty years of life, Hsu Fengnian had never done anything ruthless. On the contrary, he had directly or indirectly saved the lives of more than twenty maidservants who were as lowly as dust.
Yu Youwei was lazily lying in the warm bedroom, teasing the chubby Wu Meiniang whose fur was as white as snow. Every time it snowed, Hsu Fengnian would want to throw Wu Meiniang into the snow to see if she could distinguish the innocent cat from the white snow. He had been holding back this kind of evil interest, thinking that when Yu Youwei and Wu Meiniang separated, he would definitely give it a try.
Hsu Fengnian took off his boots and lay down beside Yu Youwei. Leaning on her warm and graceful body, he closed his eyes to rest and said softly, "I went to Mount Wudang and gave a good beating to a Daoist priest of the same generation as the Sect Leader. Wasn't that amazing?"
Yu Youwei smiled faintly and said, "It was the great pillar of the country that was amazing."
Hsu Fengnian opened his eyes and turned her around. He gave her a hard smack on her round, peach-shaped buttocks and lectured, "This prince will personally teach you how to flatter!"
Yu Youwei blushed slightly. Hsu Fengnian was just about to take advantage of the situation when the light voice of Wutong Garden's second-rank maid, Lu Yi, came from the courtyard. She said that a letter from Mount Longhu had arrived. Hsu Fengnian didn't have time to take advantage of Yu Youwei. He hastily put on his boots and ran out of the room to take the letter. Seeing that Lu Yi's slender shoulders were covered in snow, he smiled and gently brushed it off for her.
When he arrived at his own Wutong Garden, he found that the floor tiles here were the best. It was fine to go barefoot as it wasn't hot or cold. It couldn't even compare to Xu Xiao's room. Hsu Fengnian enjoyed being kneaded by his first-rank maid and took out the letter. Oh, that old Daoist from Mount Longhu with the surname Zhao had good handwriting.
Taking a closer look, his younger brother's cultivation at Mount Longhu was described as "vigorous and courageous, advancing a thousand miles in a day". To Hsu Fengnian, who had heard too much bureaucratic jargon, this kind of overflowing praise was already very impressive even if half of the exaggeration was taken out. It seemed that Huang Man 'er didn't go in vain. At the end of the letter, he carefully mentioned that Xu Longxiang was homesick, so the old Daoist implored His Royal Highness to write a letter home so that his disciple could cultivate in peace. After Hsu Fengnian put down the letter, he waved his hand and said, "Grind."
Immediately, the room began to grind with bare hands. After Hsu Fengnian picked up the brush, he began to hesitate. For a moment, he didn't know where to start. He almost scratched his ears and cheeks. There was a saying that when it came to using books, one would regret not having enough of them.
Hsu Fengnian simply put down the brush and rubbed his head against his first-rank maid's full breasts. He asked, "Did that rouge eater from the Lin family see Xu Xiao?"
Sweet Potato said coquettishly, "He saw him, but he didn't want to leave."
Hsu Fengnian smirked and said, "Could it be that this debauchee wants to eat your rouge?"
Green Ant said with disdain, "That tattered embroidered pillow is not worthy of our sisters' attention."
Hsu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said, "Am I not an embroidered pillow?"
Sweet Potato's hands gently wrapped around His Royal Highness, squeezing her firm breasts into an astonishing curve. She said with natural charm, "His Royal Highness is not a pillow, your servant is."
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "This little mouth of yours is quite impressive."
Green Ant sat a little further away, picking up and putting down the chess pieces again and again, bored to death. Hsu Fengnian sat up straight and looked outside the room. Unsurprisingly, Blue Bird, the eccentric maid, was in a daze again. Wutong Garden was a small sparrow, but it had all the essentials. In addition to the fourth-rank maids and female servants, there were all kinds of odd-job workers. Because of His Royal Highness, they had a very high status in Beiliang Palace.
Not to mention the first-rank maids that Hsu Fengnian especially favored, even the second-rank maids were welcomed with smiles by the housekeepers and gatekeepers. Of these maids, Sweet Potato, who was nicknamed "Red Deer", had a weak personality and was easy to talk to. Blue Bird was the complete opposite. She was respectful and close to Hsu Fengnian, but she did not follow blindly. Hsu Fengnian had been mischievous since he was young and had caused trouble many times. It was always the Blue Bird, whose temper was like a red-maned horse, who cleaned up his messes.
Speaking of Blue Bird, ever since Hsu Fengnian was sensible, he had felt that she was always by his side. It was Wang Fei who had personally led her to him. She was not like a maid, but more like an older sister. She was not very close to the other maids in Wutong Garden. She was born with a cold face and a cold heart. Every year, she would not be in the wang fu for a few periods of time, but every time she came back, she would give His Royal Highness a small object that she cared about. After a small incident in his youth, Hsu Fengnian had kept it.
Generally speaking, the people in Wutong Garden were all people with no big stories. They were pleasant people, but after chewing and chewing, they were bland and thin. It seemed that this was all because the Great Pillar State could not tolerate sand in his eyes.
Hsu Fengnian did his best to empty out the ink in his pocket before he could barely write a letter to the Feng family. It was long-winded and long-winded. It was all trivial matters, the complete opposite of his original intention. In the end, he had to comfort himself that if he wrote too profound, Huang Man'er would not understand. It was best to be straightforward.
After he finished writing the letter, Hsu Fengnian stretched and went out of the room. As expected, he saw Blue Bird standing in the corridor of the courtyard, lost in thought. He looked at the sky. The heavy snow had stopped for a while, and it was the best time to travel at night. He pulled Blue Bird out of Wutong Garden and planned to go to Fengyi Hall to tease the sickly and pitiful Fan meimei.
As for Lin Tanhua, Hsu Fengnian felt that she was very much to Li Hanlin's liking. On the way, Hsu Fengnian remembered that today seemed to be his dog's day. He smiled and asked, "Has there been any movement in the fu?"
Blue Bird's reply was as concise and clear as ever, "There has been."
Hsu Fengnian's spirits were roused. He smiled and asked, "Is it going to the Tide-listening Pavilion, or is it looking for Xu Xiao?"
Blue Bird shook her head and said, "I don't know."
Hsu Fengnian sighed with regret, "There are fewer and fewer people taking the bait these days."
His Royal Highness had nothing to do these past few years, so he deliberately let the usually heavily guarded Beiliang Palace relax for a period of time, but keep it tight inside. He called it "fishing", and it was specifically used to lure in those Jianghu heroes who coveted the secret manuals of the martial arts library, or those hot-blooded assassins who were full of enemies.
There had been a card day four or five years ago, and at most, it had lured in four groups of uninvited guests. After a round of beating, it was said that twenty-six corpses were dragged out the next day to be chopped up and fed to the dogs.
After returning from his travels, he had played cards twice, but there had been no harvest. Presumably, those uncivilized heroes had come to their senses, and there were very few fish and shrimps that had fallen for the bait. He just didn't know what the results would be today. Hsu Fengnian's extreme boredom could be seen.
Blue Bird suddenly stopped and looked back at Wutong Garden.
Hsu Fengnian asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
She said softly, "Nothing."
Hsu Fengnian suppressed the doubts in his heart and went to the Phoenix Rites Pavilion. When he entered the room, he saw Sister Fan talking with the one surnamed Lin. Seeing Hsu Fengnian, Miss Fan seemed to be stunned for a moment, while Tanhua Lin looked as if he had lost his parents. From what he had seen and heard in the residence recently, he finally knew that the person in front of him, who claimed to be His Highness's study companion, was the real Heir Apparent of Prince Liang. He stood up nervously and bowed to the ground, saying in a trembling voice, "Greetings to His Royal Highness."
Before Hsu Fengnian could speak, the noise of the Prince's Mansion's soldiers came from outside the door. Master Lin was confused, but Sister Fan smiled sadly and looked at Hsu Fengnian with a complicated expression.
Yuan Zuozong, who was second only to Chen Zhibao among the Pillar State's adopted sons, walked into the room in armor and held a portrait in his hand. The Beiliang's first general narrowed his beautiful eyes and greeted His Royal Highness. Then he turned to look at the young guests. His eyes instantly turned cold, and he sneered, "Fan Xiaochai, Lin Yu, come with me."
Tanhua Lin was stunned. He didn't know what was going on, but he had suffered an unexpected disaster. His legs immediately went soft, and he sat down on the chair.
The weak Miss Fan was taken away. She spat at Hsu Fengnian in front of her. She was very tough. As a result, she was slapped out of the room by Yuan Zuozong. She lay in the snow like a pile of mud.
Hsu Fengnian didn't bat an eyelid. He took the portrait from Yuan Zuozong's hand. It was a portrait of himself. It was only sixty or seventy percent similar, but it was twelve percent similar.
It could be seen that in the eyes of Sister Fan, he was quite insignificant. She didn't even want to look at him. In her mind, he was even more despicable. Hsu Fengnian sat down with the portrait and smiled. The two special assassins were taken away by Yuan Zuozong. Hsu Fengnian looked up and asked, "Blue Bird, what about Wutong Garden?"
She calmly said, "It's all right."
Hsu Fengnian said self-deprecatingly, "Once I drank with Lu Qiu'er and got drunk. The fatty said that I had two groups of death guards. One group had four people and only had four code names, A, B, C, and D. He didn't even know about the other group. Tell me, how many people are there in Wutong Garden? Are they maids or other servants? "
She closed her mouth and didn't speak.
Hsu Fengnian looked straight at Blue Bird. "Are you one?"
Blue Bird still didn't speak.
Hsu Fengnian sighed and looked down at the portrait. "If it's safe here, you can leave first."
She left quietly without a sound.
She came to Wutong Garden. The beautiful maid Sweet Potato was sitting on the railing of the corridor. She was holding a small bronze mirror. Her hands were stained with blood that looked like rouge. It was smeared on her lips.
Blue Bird's eyes were full of disgust.
This head maidservant, who was recognized by everyone in the mansion as weak and soft as a koi fish and needed to be fed by her master to survive, also did not look at the green bird. She only tilted her head and smiled at the mirror. "Is it beautiful?"
Blue Bird sneered slightly.
It was unusually ear-piercing in the silence.
Sweet Potato pursed her lips. Under the moonlight and snow, her face was very enchanting. She coquettishly said, "It's good that I'm more beautiful than you."
Blue Bird turned and left, leaving behind a faint sentence. "You grow old quickly."
Sweet Potato didn't refute. Her eyes were hazy as she said to herself, "It's good that I can't live until I'm old."
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