Chapter 168: Recommendation

Chi Nan Yi returned to the new house, Zhou Hui Xin and her daughter came to greet her, Chi Nan Yi looked at the now completely transformed Zhou Hui Xin and smiled, "Not bad, not bad." In just a few days, the skin on her face was like a peeled egg—white, tender and delicate—she looked radiant, the Fat-reducing ointment's effect was indeed astonishingly good, and with this living billboard her shop could not fail to become popular.

It seems continuing to buy shops is inevitable.

"If it weren't for the young lady, this servant would not have today?" Zhou Hui Xin touched her smooth face, filled with gratitude.

"A Man hasn't finished school yet?"

"Not yet."

At that moment, a little girl in pink clothes hopped and skipped into the doorway.

"Mother!" When she saw Chi Nan Yi, A Man suddenly stopped, walked steadily step by step to her, and said, "A Man pays respects to the young lady."

She performed a proper bow; the movement was awkward yet very appropriate.

Chi Nan Yi lifted her into her arms, tapped her little nose, and asked, "Was it taught by the schoolmaster?"

A Man nodded, "Yes, the master said A Man did it very well."

"Not bad, especially good."

A Man blinked big eyes, shyly glanced at her mother, then in an instant tightly hugged Chi Nan Yi's neck.

She likes Miss Chi, especially.

When the fragrant, soft little thing came close, Chi Nan Yi's heart softened for a moment.

"A Man, you must not be so unrestrained." Zhou Hui Xin's expression changed, about to take A Man from Chi Nan Yi's arms; Chi Nan Yi smiled, waved her hand, and softly said, "No problem."

At that moment, Ji Bai stepped forward, whispered in Chi Nan Yi's ear, "Young lady, Lu Qing is already in the study."

"Good."

Chi Nan Yi entered the study; Lu Qing hurried to stand, looking very uneasy.

"Lu Qing."

Lu Qing cupped his hand in greeting, "I am Lu Qing, have met you, sir; you asked me to come, is there something?"

Chi Nan Yi said nothing, took several pages of paper from her arms and handed them to Lu Qing.

Lu Qing, not understanding why, still took them, and upon seeing the contents, couldn't hide his delight.

Is this not something I wrote? How did it end up in this young master's hands?

It must be Brother Ji! He must have introduced his article to this young master at today's poetry gathering.

Seeing the joy on his face, Chi Nan Yi knew that Lu Qing probably hadn't realized the truth yet, still grateful to Ji Wen Yu from his heart!

"Lu Qing, do you recognize this article?"

Lu Qing nodded, smiled, "Of course I recognize it; this article was written by me."

"Is that so?" Chi Nan Yi gave a faint smile, and in Lu Qing's slightly puzzled gaze said softly, "But I heard these articles all came from Ji Wen Yu's hand?"

"What?" Lu Qing seemed struck by a blunt blow, his head buzzing, he looked down at the paper, as if hit by lightning; the handwriting on the paper… was all Ji Wen Yu's.

They are fellow townsfolk, grew up together; Ji Wen Yu's handwriting is extremely familiar to him.

He unwillingly flipped through the pages, hoping to find his own handwriting among the articles.

But up to the last page, he found none.

"Young master, this… this is…"

"Lu Qing, the reason I could find you is because I have long known the source of these articles." Chi Nan Yi lifted her teacup, the lid lightly brushed the cup, the steaming vapor resembled the articles Lu Qing had once written.

Word by word, written late into the night, yet vanished.

When meeting again, those words had already been attributed to another's name.

"No way, no way, how could Brother Ji do that to me?"

"Lu Qing, you must understand, people's hearts are hidden." Chi Nan Yi smiled calmly, "You regard him as a close friend, yet he regards you as a stepping stone for his own ascent."

Lu Qing slumped onto his chair, as if his strength had been drained.

Ji Wen Yu's daily promises before him were all false.

He still foolishly waited for the day he would rise.

Lu Qing stood, bowed to Chi Nan Yi, "Thank you, sir, for informing me."

"Lu Qing, no need to thank me. I brought you here today not only to let you see Ji Wen Yu's true face, but also for another matter."

"What matter?"

"I know Lu Qing has talent to govern the world, and I cannot bear his talent being buried; I have a good place to recommend to you, would you be willing?"

"Where?"

"Prince Li's residence."

Prince Li?

Lu Qing's spirit jolted, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Prince Li… His Highness?"

"I only handle the recommendation; whether Lu Qing has the ability to be kept by the Prince depends on you."

Lu Qing stared blankly for a long time.

"Why? Why help me?" Lu Qing's throat was a bit dry; after the Ji Wen Yu incident, he could no longer trust inexplicable kindness.

Prince Li's Highness is not someone everyone can meet.

If I said it was merely cherishing talent, Lu Qing might think I'm lying, but besides that I truly cannot find another reason; after all, it's hard for me to gain any other benefit from Lu Qing.

Hearing her say that, Lu Qing's doubts gradually faded.

"Do you really intend to help me?"

"Naturally."

Lu Qing, hearing this, eyes slightly red, bowed again to Chi Nan Yi: "Great kindness need not be thanked; whether I ever have a day to rise or not, your kindness I will keep in my heart, and in this life I shall repay it."

Chi Nan Yi smiled, half in jest, and said, "Lu Qing, don't forget today's promise."

She just likes to repay in this life; don't drag on about the next life.

Who knows if there is a next life!

Chi Nan Yi wrote a divorce letter, explained the incident from start to finish, then summoned Qing Shan and had him deliver it to Prince Li's residence.

Qing Shan originally heard there was a task assigned to him, he was delighted, but upon hearing he had to deliver something to Mo Junyan, his expression instantly turned ugly.

"What's wrong?" Chi Nan Yi feigned ignorance: "Thinking you're injured, I haven't summoned you these days; now you can't be summoned? If so, you shall return the silver, and I'll let you leave."

Upon hearing this, Qing Shan gritted his teeth, snatched the letter from Chi Nan Yi's hand, and hurried out.

Mo Junyan was practicing sword in the rear courtyard; Yun Shan said he had come to the manor, and Mo Junyan was slightly surprised.

That brat said he would never associate again; how could he come knocking on his own?

"Bring him over."

Mo Junyan did not lower his sword; the blade flashed with cold light, carrying a fierce killing intent, his figure swift as lightning—when Qing Shan arrived at the training ground, this was the scene he saw.

He tightened the sword at his waist, his eyes full of hatred; he indeed wasn't lame!

From the moment he entered the training ground, Mo Junyan had already noticed; his lips curled slightly, he turned his long sword and headed straight toward Qing Shan.