Chapter 544: and then the title translation of

Xiao Yuji, who had just taken a shower, rushed over upon hearing the news. Seeing the scene in the room, she burst out laughing, doubling over, 'I thought something had happened? Turns out they started fighting like this!'

Husband, you still want to hit me? Let's see if you can take it! Huo Sanniang said, a bit shy.

Xiao Yuji's brows curved slightly, she coquettishly said to Chen Wuji, "Husband, can I not take it?"

I think not; some say you sisters are united—if so, then you'll all take it together! Chen Wuji said, anyway, whether one person or several, his consumption is the same.

Xiao Yuji suddenly adopted an expression of facing death, thrusting her already broad chest forward: "Then come on, please husband, be gentle—I fear pain."

Afraid of pain? Hitting is meant to make you hurt—come here! Chen Wuji shouted feigning ferocity, then pointed at Xue Hongdou and Shen Youwei: "And you two, stand here, stand still."

I'll give you a choice: get hit first or later?

Xiao Yuji immediately twisted her hips: "Please husband, have pity."

Gentle and refined, she naturally carries a scholarly air; when she puts on a contrast for this matter, she is completely on par with the cold-hearted queen Qin Zhanhong as seen by outsiders.

On the contrary, Shen Youwei is playing herself; her eyes just have a lively, unrestrained flavor.

If such eyes were on a man, anyone seeing them would have to be on guard.

Even if he is very honest, to others he inevitably seems constantly clever, the type who likes to stir things up.

Shen Youwei blinked her eyes, clasped her hands, and asked coquettishly, "Husband, can I choose the front?"

She, born with a bit of coquettishness, speaking this way doesn't seem affected; rather, it's alluring.

It makes one instantly want to squeeze her into one's arms and cherish her well.

Sure, I'll fulfill this little wish of yours! Chen Wuji said, deliberately vicious.

Among a group of improper women, two extremely proper ones were mixed in, and they really couldn't bear this scene.

Huo Sanniang's face flushed red; Xue Hongdou wasn't much better, she was almost stiff—let alone striking the same poses as Shen Youwei and the others, they could barely speak now.

They were so embarrassed they couldn't open their mouths.

……

Outside the house, Yan Qiushui and Shen Lu exchanged a glance; both eyes held some helpless anxiety.

Sister, what should we do now? This really seems like it's about to start hitting. Shen Lu said softly.

Yan Qiushui's eyes held a bit of worry; she shook her head: I don't know either.

Really, the master usually looks fond of his wives and concubines, but when he gets angry he becomes utterly unfeeling. When the young lady was at the manor, the master and lady wouldn't lift a finger against her, yet here she has to endure the rod... Shen Lu said, somewhat indignant.

Yan Qiushui let out a faint sigh: But what can we do? I just wanted to go in and plead, but you heard too. Because of that one phrase sisters united, the master now wants to beat everyone; if we two go plead, we'll likely make things worse.

If we also get injured, or... even worse, directly beaten to death by the master, then there would be no one left to apply medicine to the young lady; let's wait and see.

Shen Lu wearily leaned against the pillar: Truly, knowing a person's face doesn't mean knowing their heart.

The master has always been rather murderous; you've heard the rumors outside—he stepped on piles of enemies' corpses to sit in this position, and when he gets fierce he's surely terrifying. Yan Qiushui said softly, Fortunately, when the master isn't angry he's quite decent; we shouldn't keep stoking his fire now, or perhaps the young lady's beating will be a bit lighter.

Fearful that her impulsive sister might act rashly, Yan Qiushui gave a strong reminder.

I know, sister, I won't act rashly; I just hate my own inadequacy. Shen Lu muttered softly, repeatedly bumping her head against the pillar.

Just then, some different noises came from inside the house.

Really got hit? Ah... uh, this sound... sister, is this the right sound? Shen Lu sprang upright, cocked her ear, her expression suddenly bewildered.

That doesn't really sound like a scream of agony.

Yan Qiushui's cheeks had quietly flushed: This definitely isn't right—if getting beaten sounded like this, you'd probably wish to be beaten every day.

Why are you saying that to me, sister? You know me—I like you! Shen Lu giggled, quietly pointing at the inside of the house: So, was all that just fake?

Maybe we misunderstood, or perhaps the master used this method to substitute for the rod's turn! Yan Qiushui said, Let's walk farther away; hearing this sound for too long, I fear you'll become off again.

Shen Lu's face showed slight embarrassment: I'm not that exaggerated.

Really?

Uh... cough cough, I'm just a bit more sensitive.

Shen Lu hemmed and hawed, then her eyes suddenly widened, and she urgently whispered: Sister, I know what the master meant by rod—it's that, that!

What this and that? Yan Qiushui said, somewhat bewildered.

You know, a man... you get it? Shen Lu waved her fists, anxious like a monkey holding in urine, but she just couldn't bring herself to say the specific word.

Fortunately, Yan Qiushui understood.

Her face suddenly flushed: Improper, all improper, the young lady even more so—we shouldn't waste our minds on this, having thought they were really going to hit.

Shen Lu let out a soft giggle: I actually find it quite fun; this way of getting along is interesting, without so much scheming and backstabbing, completely impartial—how nice.

If you think it's good, you should go seduce the master yourself, so he takes in your little wretched embryo. Yan Qiushui said, annoyed.

No can do, I can't bear to leave my sister. Shen Lu turned her head away.

What I mean is just that the master's method is good; you know full well the scheming and backstabbing in those grand mansions—today they poison, tomorrow they whisper pillow wind, they fight fiercely all day, but in the end it's we lowly folk who die.

Yan Qiushui gave a slight nod: That's also true.

Just like the master acting this way, playing is also too...

Shen Lu advised with a smile: Sister, the master enjoys this, the young lady and the other ladies also enjoy it—what's the problem? Since it's done behind closed doors, no one will know, what's there to forbid?

Sister, let's move a bit closer; it's too far here, we can't hear what they're saying inside!

No, stay right here; don't be curious—if you get curious you'll just stir trouble again later, and we still have to wait outside today. Besides, I tell you, there are hidden sentries all around this manor. Yan Qiushui said.