Chapter 552: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 645: Listening to Storytelling at the Teahouse

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Yan Wang raised his head, thought for a moment, and said: "I went to look for her, but at that time the General's Mansion was in complete chaos, the people inside had already fled, and there was simply no way to find the Hongdou you mentioned."

Upon hearing this, Qianqian couldn't help but feel a surge of worry in her heart. She couldn't help worrying about Hongdou's safety.

Yan Wang seemed to sense Qianqian's concern and hurriedly explained: "However, they should have each returned home and reunited with their families. After all, we took over relatively quickly, and there was no situation with refugees or bandits. So, you can rest assured, she should be safe."

Hearing Yan Wang's words, the large stone in Qianqian's heart finally settled. She let out a breath of relief and said: "Si Ge, you've worked hard. It doesn't matter that you didn't find her; as long as she's alright, that's good."

Yan Wang responded casually and was just about to stand up to see the guest off when he suddenly heard Qianqian continue: "Si Ge, at tonight's Imperial Banquet, were there any girls you found pleasing to the eye?"

Yan Wang answered almost without the slightest hesitation: "No."

However, Qianqian did not let it go at that, but instead pressed further, leaning close to Yan Wang and lowering her voice to ask: "Si Ge, tell me the truth, do you actually have a girl you fancy?"

Yan Wang still shook his head without the slightest hesitation, as if he had zero interest in this question. However, Qianqian did not give up easily; she continued to press: "Then what type does Si Ge like?"

This question made Yan Wang suddenly fall silent; he began to seriously consider it. After a good while, he slowly spat out four words: "A kind one, I suppose."

Hearing this, Qianqian retorted mercilessly: "Why don't you just say as long as she's a woman it's fine!" Clearly, she was not satisfied with this answer.

However, she also knew she probably wouldn't get anything more out of Yan Wang, so she simply turned and left, returning to her own courtyard without looking back.

After returning to the courtyard, Qianqian freshened up simply, then prepared to go to bed. That night, she slept exceptionally soundly, without any worries or stray thoughts.

Early the next morning, sunlight spilled through the window onto Qianqian's face. She slowly opened her eyes, stretched, feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Just then, she heard a servant's announcement from the courtyard: "Miss, Miss Qi Xi has come looking for you."

Qianqian thought, Qi Xi arrived quite early. She hurriedly got up, tidying her clothes while instructing the servant to show Qi Xi in.

Qianqian had just finished tidying her clothes when the table was already laid with all kinds of exquisite pastries and steaming hot porridge.

Although Qi Xi had already eaten breakfast, Qianqian still set out a place setting for her; after all, eating together with one more person would be more lively.

Qi Xi walked into the room, saw the food on the table, and said with a smile: "Wow, what a feast!"

Then she sat down without ceremony, picked up a steamed bun, and took a bite.

Qianqian looked at Qi Xi and asked with a smile: "Xi Xi, where are we going to play today?" Qi Xi replied with a puzzled look: "I'm not sure either. Yesterday Ai Jiao sent someone to deliver a letter to me, saying to come find you together this morning, but he hasn't arrived yet." The two of them finished the rest of breakfast while talking.

After breakfast, Qianqian and Qi Xi did not go out, but chose to stay in the warm room and pet cats.

After all, winter had arrived; outside was bitterly cold, truly not a suitable time to go out.

Qi Xi knew in her heart that Qianqian had been away from home for this period and must have experienced many interesting things.

So she sat quietly to one side, listening to Qianqian recount those wonderful experiences.

Qianqian described vividly and in full detail how she had sneaked into the military camp and how she had unexpectedly run into Luo Shun.

Qi Xi listened with great relish, her eyes shining with excitement.

Just as the two were chatting animatedly, a servant suddenly walked in and reported that Ai Jiao had arrived.

Upon hearing this, Qianqian and Qi Xi immediately stood up and hurried to the gate to welcome Ai Jiao.

Because Ai Jiao is an outside man, by etiquette he could not conveniently enter Qianqian's courtyard and could only wait at the courtyard gate. The three had not gathered for a long time, and at this reunion they all appeared exceptionally happy.

After exchanging a few pleasantries at the gate, they walked out of An Wang Fu together.

Ai Jiao proposed that since they hadn't seen each other in a long time, why not first go to a teahouse, sit a while, drink some tea, and then catch up slowly. This proposal received unanimous agreement from Qianqian and Qi Xi.

And just at the moment the three stepped out of An Wang Fu's main gate, Wangchen moved like a ghost; his figure flashed and he concealed himself in the shadows.

He was like a silent guardian, silently watching over Qianqian, ready at any moment to respond to any danger that might appear, ensuring her safety.

Simultaneously, An Wangfei had already received news when Qi Xi arrived at the Wangfu, learning that Ai Jiao had also come along.

When she saw the three leave together, only then did she rise unhurriedly, elegantly arrange her clothing, and with light steps also walk out of An Wang Fu.

The three of them found a spot on the teahouse's second floor with an excellent view; from here they could look down over the entire teahouse, taking in the scene below at a glance.

The storyteller had not yet taken the stage; the atmosphere in the teahouse was slightly peaceful. The waiter nimbly brought them a pot of steaming hot tea; the tea fragrance overflowed, refreshing the heart and mind.

Qi Xi was meticulous; she gently poured a cup of water for each person, then smiled and handed the teacups to Qianqian and Ai Jiao.

Qianqian picked up her teacup and took a light sip; that warm tea slid down her throat, instantly dispelling the slight chill she had felt outside just now.

Just then, the waiter brought up a plate of melon seeds and placed it on the table. The three naturally started cracking seeds, eating and chatting, the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant.

Ai Jiao was full of curiosity about Qianqian's sudden appearance in the military camp before; seizing the opportunity while the storyteller had not yet taken the stage, he hurriedly asked about Qianqian's specific situation at that time.

Qianqian smiled faintly, put down the melon seeds in her hand, and began to recount her experience.

She used vivid language to depict the scene at that time, telling Qi Xi and Ai Jiao in full detail how she had mistakenly entered the military camp, how she had gotten along with the soldiers, and the series of events that followed.

The two listened with great interest, interjecting questions from time to time, showing strong interest in Qianqian's experience.

However, during the narration, Qianqian intentionally or unintentionally avoided one name — Ouyang Chengren.

Because ever since she learned of Ouyang Chengren's passing, whenever his name was mentioned, her heart would surge with an indescribable pain, as if an invisible hand were gently kneading her heart.

So she did not mention Ouyang Chengren, merely pretending to be relaxed as she told the two her amusing anecdotes, and the two did not notice anything amiss.