Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 214

Sikong Mansion --

Uncle Zhong waited outside the door for his master to have his meal. After a while, he noticed someone trespassing into his master's forbidden area. Uncle Zhong was alert and quickly rushed out. As soon as they engaged in combat, the intruder knelt down and said, "Uncle Zhong, it was me."

Uncle Zhong frowned, his usually kind face now unusually stern: "How dare you trespass into your master's residence!"

“Uncle Zhong, the master has given orders that matters concerning Lord Shen can not be overstepped.”

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhong frowned even more deeply: "What is it?"

The newcomer stole a glance at him. Uncle Zhong was the steward of the Sikong family and also the commander-in-chief of Sikong Anren. His master respected him like a father, so it shouldn't be a problem for him to hear this: "Lord Shen went out dressed in women's clothing."

"Is that so?" Uncle Zhong waved his hand. "You go and continue following them. I'll pass on the message!"

The messenger hesitated, saying, "The Emperor's men will go with me to report this; I dare not delay."

Uncle Zhong raised his sleeve, but before his hand could reach the person, the person stood up on their own: "What trouble could possibly happen to you following along! Go down, I'll go in and report."

The newcomer glanced at the loyal servant who had once served his master with great influence, but he dared not be presumptuous: "I shall take my leave."

...

When Chou Qian came out, Uncle Zhong went up to him and said, "Master, dinner is ready."

"Who was here just now?"

Uncle Zhong smiled and said, "Servant, come and ask the master what he wants to eat."

Sikong glanced at the jungle, raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't ask any further questions: "Let's go."

He didn't want to doubt Uncle Zhong. He knew who had come; he could tell by looking at where Ye Zilu had fallen. But he trusted Uncle Zhong and didn't want to have a conflict with him. It was the same with Qian Qing going; Xiao Yi would be back soon.

Uncle Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his master didn't ask, but he also felt a little reluctant. Uncle Zhong knew that his master liked him, but his personality was really not worthy of the position of the mistress of the house. He didn't want to see his master marry her while he was alive. He would rather choose Princess Sheng'an, at least she would look like a woman.

...

Inside the haunted house in the cross alley—

The old man, accompanied by Madam Mu, pushed open Qi Zhi's door: "Xiao Yi, your mother is here to take you home."

No one answered. He smiled and said to Madam Mu, "The children are playful."

Madam Mu was displeased. It was already very late, and she had repeatedly tried to take Xiao Yi away, but this man always found a way to stop her. If she hadn't thought Qi Zhi was a good person, she would have suspected that he had ulterior motives.

"Yi isn't a playful person. Little Yi, come out."

"Xiao Yi." No one answered. The old man laughed even more heartily. He looked at the table, which was empty, and laughed even more heartily, instantly looking twenty years younger.

He walked inside and saw Qi Zhi engrossed in reading a book. His expression immediately changed: "Qi Zhi! Where's Xiao Yi!"

"I'm leaving." Qi Zhi continued reading without looking up.

Madam Mu smiled apologetically upon hearing this: "Please forgive my daughter for her rudeness, Young Master Qi."

Qi Zhi nodded, continued reading without looking up, and accepted Madam Mu's apology as a matter of course.

Madam Mu was even more embarrassed when she saw this. She knew what had happened and was determined to skin her alive when she got back.

"I'm heading back now. I'll bring my daughter to bother you again when I have time." She liked Qizhi, and she believed her daughter liked him too.

The old man smiled ingratiatingly and saw her out.

Then, with a frosty expression, she flung open Qi Zhi's door: "Qi Zhi! Come here!"

Qi Zhi turned the page and asked casually, "What is it, Master?"

The old man grabbed him with such force that he almost swept Qi Zhi out the door: "Where's Zi Yi!"

"I don't know." After she left, he started reading. How would he know? He didn't need to pay attention to someone like that; he'd rather tend to his herbs.

The old man flew into a rage and threw him to the ground: "Who drank the tea on the table?"

"she."

"Silly apprentice, you've caused trouble!" The old man said sadly, then slid down the table while holding onto the table.

Qi Zhi had never seen his master like this before, so he quickly put down his book and knelt in front of his master: "Master, what's wrong?"

The old man shook his head weakly, his high spirits vanished instantly: "Why don't you know how to take advantage of such a good opportunity?"

“Master…” he didn’t understand.

"I put something in the tea—a kind of 'desire to dissipate'."

"What!" Qi Zhi was shocked. Although he didn't like that woman, it concerned a woman's reputation. How could his master... how could he joke about it?

"Master thought you would..."

"Impossible!" He wouldn't do such a thing.

"Therefore, I have released your desires, so please don't blame me."

"Master, how could you do this for me... destroy it for me..." Qi Zhi panicked. His master had doted on him since he was a child, but never to this extent.

“Master had ulterior motives. He felt she was no ordinary person and wanted you to take her in. Who knew…” Old Hu sighed and forced a smile, “Let’s not say anything more. Let’s go and leave Dongqing.”

"I'll go after her and bring her back." Qi Zhi tried to run out, but Old Hu stopped him: "It's no use! Leave now! Otherwise, we'll all die in Dongqing!"

Qi Zhi firmly replied, "I will marry her, no matter what happens."