Chapter 492: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 585: Crafty Strategist

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

As for the Qingfeng Pavilion that Qianqian mentioned today, it was actually nothing more than a mere pretext.

After all, she only went there occasionally to listen to storytelling, and even if Ouyang Chengren went to Qingfeng Pavilion, he might not necessarily run into her. If he didn't run into her, it would only mean his luck wasn't too good.

Qianqian felt not a shred of guilt in her heart; she felt she hadn't done anything wrong.

However, she also knew deep down that she must come up with a plausible identity in order to make Ouyang Chengren believe her.

This is truly a headache-inducing problem; Qianqian racked her brains but still couldn't find a perfect solution, her head nearly splitting from the effort.

With no other choice, Qianqian decided to call Shi Er out, hoping he could give her some good advice. Shi Er answered the call, his figure like a ghost, instantly appearing before Qianqian.

Seeing this, Qianqian didn't waste words, cutting straight to the chase: "Shi Er, what kind of identity should I fabricate to make Ouyang Chengren believe me?"

Shi Er thought slightly, then replied: "Why don't you just tell the truth? Tell him you're not from Xishang Kingdom, just visiting Xishang Kingdom for leisure.

As for your real identity, due to certain reasons it's inconvenient to tell him, to avoid unnecessary trouble. That way, we don't count as deceiving him, and even if he investigates you, he shouldn't be able to find out anything."

Hearing Shi Er's words, Qianqian's eyes suddenly lit up, feeling this method was indeed feasible. She nodded, expressing approval of Shi Er's proposal, and lightly patted his shoulder, praising: "Not bad, Shi Er, this idea is really good!"

However, the joy lasted only a moment before Qianqian's brows furrowed again, worriedly saying: "But what if he insists on pressing for my real identity?"

Shi Er thought slightly, then slowly said: "I feel even if he presses, we absolutely cannot tell him the truth. Because once we choose to deceive him, it'll be like a snowball rolling — one lie after another, and in the end it'll likely be full of holes, seen through by him."

Hearing Shi Er's words, Qianqian felt they made perfect sense, couldn't help but nod in agreement: "Mm, you're right. Shi Er, you really are my crafty strategist! Alright, go rest now, I should go to sleep too."

Shi Er respectfully bowed, then turned and withdrew.

However, at this moment Qianqian didn't fall asleep immediately; she lay in bed, her mind incessantly pondering a problem: if after she returned to the military camp Ouyang Chengren proposed to see her, what should she do? After all, she couldn't possibly appear in two places at once — this is truly a headache!

Moreover, if she only went to see Ouyang Chengren during each leave, it would likely arouse his suspicion. Qianqian racked her brains for a long time but still couldn't think of a perfect solution.

In the end, Qianqian was simply too sleepy; her thoughts gradually blurred, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

The second night, Qianqian had a dream. In the dream, she dreamed of Yan Si, dreamed of Yan Si rushing about busily in various places, seemingly doing some business.

This dream suddenly gave Qianqian an inspiration; she thought of a good way to deal with Ouyang Chengren.

Qianqian thought to herself: "I can completely tell Ouyang Chengren that I'm a merchant; due to business needs I must travel afar year-round, so I can only return occasionally.

That way, even if he wants to see me, it depends on whether I have time, and it also won't easily arouse his suspicion."

Qianqian felt secretly pleased, thinking she was simply a genius! The more she thought, the more she felt her plan was flawless, without the slightest loophole. So she began carefully mulling over details in her mind, ensuring everything was foolproof.

After deep consideration, Qianqian decided to reveal her fake identity to him at their next meeting. After all, now wasn't the time; she needed more time to observe and understand the other party.

Having thought this through, Qianqian got up and went to Jishi. There she bought some delicious snacks, preparing to bring them to Luo Shun.

Of course, she also didn't forget the poetry collections Luo Shun liked, specially selecting a few volumes. Besides that, she didn't buy anything else, then hurriedly rushed back to Jun Ying.

Because Qianqian returned relatively early, the others in Jun Ying hadn't returned yet.

She walked straight to Luo Shun's Ying Zhang, handing over the purchased snacks. Luo Shun received them with great joy, his mouth incessantly saying: "Brother Ming'an, being your little brother is so great! Food and drink, and books to read — I'm truly so happy!"

Qianqian smiled faintly, watching Luo Shun's happy appearance, she also felt very satisfied.

Afterwards, she turned back to her own bed, lazily lay down, muttering: "Sigh, training again tomorrow, so annoying!"

Hearing Qianqian's complaint, Luo Shun deeply agreed. The snacks in his mouth suddenly became tasteless, as if they'd lost their original flavor.

Qianqian lay on the bed, closed her eyes, dozed for a bit. Just as she was about to enter dreamland, she suddenly remembered the hairpin and sachet Ouyang Chengren had given her.

"Ai, where should I put these two things?" Qianqian fretted inwardly.

She didn't want to just leave them lying around; after all, they were gifts from Ouyang Chengren — what if they were found during a contraband search? After long deliberation, Qianqian finally made up her mind: she'd still hand them to Shi Er tonight.

Night fell, Yingdi gradually quieted down. Qianqian seized the moment, lightly leaping up like a swallow, silently flying out of Yingdi.

She quickly found a concealed corner, softly called Shi Er. Shi Er arrived at the sound; Qianqian unhesitatingly handed the hairpin and sachet to him, then Shi Er vanished like a ghost.

Qianqian originally planned to immediately return to Yingdi, but just as she turned, she suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the bamboo grove not far away.

Her heart tightened; she instantly executed lightness skill, like a ghost silently concealing her breath, and nimbly hid in a large tree.

Through the dense branches and leaves, Qianqian fixed her gaze and saw Ouyang Chengren confronting ten black-clothed people.

Those ten black-clothed people were obviously well-trained, with extraordinary skills, putting no small pressure on Ouyang Chengren. Although Ouyang Chengren resisted with all his might, he was still forced to retreat repeatedly by the opponent.

Worse still, one of the black-clothed people actually held a hidden weapon, taking advantage of Ouyang Chengren's unpreparedness to suddenly hurl it at him. This sudden strike caught Ouyang Chengren off guard; fortunately his reaction was swift, dodging sideways in time to avoid injury.