Chapter 267

Now that Kong Que Shanzhuang was in trouble, she could not stand idly by.

Second, Miss Nangong was also a diary copy holder.

Possessing this identity, mutual aid was only natural.

Even if Guihai Yi Dao did not help, as long as Miss Nangong was willing to speak and ask, Huang Rong and the others would not sit idly by either.

Third, the Qinglong Society was a common enemy of both Kong Que Shanzhuang and the Yu Clan!

Xu Yang and Wu Zun had been secretly plotted against by the Qinglong Order Master; the two had long been nursing a bellyful of spite, but with no way to find their enemy, they had no outlet for it.

But now, Guihai Yi Dao saw an opportunity.

Although the present Kong Que Shanzhuang could not yet catch the Qinglong Order Master's eye, as long as Kong Que Shanzhuang kept repelling and thwarting the Qinglong Society, it would sooner or later draw the Qinglong Order Master's attention.

Once the Qinglong Order Master came in person, it would be time for Xu Yang and Wu Zun to wipe away their former disgrace.

Simply put, Guihai Yi Dao was using Kong Que Shanzhuang as "bait" to fish for the Qinglong Order Master, the "fish."

Whether this plan succeeded or not, Guihai Yi Dao would suffer no loss at all.

Add to that the backing of two great demigods, so she was not flustered in the slightest.

Now, the appearance of the "Qinglong Treasure Mirror" was tantamount to installing a "Heavenly Eye" upon the Yu Clan and Kong Que Shanzhuang, monitoring the Qinglong Society's movements at any time.

The plan's success rate skyrocketed along with it!

Miss Nangong could almost picture Guihai Yi Dao's face blooming into a smile upon seeing the "Qinglong Treasure Mirror."

……

After collecting the rewards as usual, Jiang Sishui cultivated for a while, then rose and went out.

Bai Feifei's residence.

Following Bai Feifei's instructions, Ruyi and Huancui had long since washed and groomed themselves clean, dressed neatly.

Originally they had not understood their own Young Lady's intention, but after receiving the diary copy, the two maids thought it over briefly and immediately understood.

Then came a heart full of bashfulness.

And a thread of anticipation……

Attraction between the sexes was the instinct between man and woman; the two maids were both normal women, naturally interested in men.

Only, being in the Ghost Palace, they had no right at all to like or love.

That was a luxury.

Now, with one sudden great change, they had been brought here by Jiang Sishui, and even promoted by their own Young Lady to bedchamber maids……

What a bedchamber maid was for, they naturally knew clearly.

Thinking that tonight they would serve the young master together with their Young Lady, the two maids were both terribly nervous.

Fortunately, the one they were about to serve left them both quite satisfied.

Young, handsome, mysterious and powerful—apart from having a few too many women, basically flawless.

But since Bai Feifei herself did not mind, how would these mere maids dare press their luck?

By comparison, they were already the ones reaching above their station.

After all, once they became Jiang Sishui's women, they would basically have "flown up a branch and become a phoenix."

Bai Feifei saw the two maids tensed all over, looking nervous as could be, and could not help but smile.

She did not say any soothing words either.

Because fledglings like these had their own charm, and would surely add a touch more flavor to the night.

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Estimating the time, Bai Feifei said inwardly: "Should be about time."

Just as she was thinking this, footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Bai Feifei smiled bewitchingly, rose, and went forward to greet him.

Then, Ruyi and Huancui saw a Young Lady completely different from the one in their memory.

Initiative, passionate, wild.

Every soft moan paired with that visually striking scene—on this earth, probably no one could remain unmoved.

Ruyi and Huancui, hearts trembling, felt their whole bodies go weak, unable to stand steady.

Before long, a force descended and enveloped them, drawing them toward the embroidered bed.

……

Jizhou.

The early-autumn moon seemed edged with a rim of blood.

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In a stretch of woods, two people stood facing each other.

Murong Qiudi looked at the black-clad man opposite, a cold glint flashing through her frosty eyes, and said coolly: "What did you just say?"

The black-clad man had a handsome face and a composed air; hearing this, he gave a faint smile and repeated: "I have come here especially to invite Miss Murong to join the Qinglong Society, to plot great matters together."

Murong Qiudi narrowed her phoenix eyes: "The line before that."

The black-clad man frowned.

He could not tell if it was an illusion, but he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Acting on the principle that "caution keeps the ship afloat for ten thousand years," he secretly readied himself, and at the same time said: "I am Yan Nanfei."

Whoosh!

The moment the words fell, a blade-light like the autumn water of a cold pool descended from above, enveloping his entire body.

Yan Nanfei hurriedly raised his sword to parry, while leaping back.

Yet this slash from Murong Qiudi actually cleaved his sword—scabbard and all—clean in two.

Immediately after, Murong Qiudi moved with her blade, and in a single flicker, she closed in on Yan Nanfei.

Yan Nanfei's pupils contracted sharply.

Murong Qiudi's strength was vastly different from the intelligence reports; it far exceeded his expectations!

Overwhelmed by the terror of death, he was about to speak when a blood-red curved blade, shaped like a goose feather, pierced his heart.

All his previous words were swallowed back down.

Feeling the weakness spreading through his limbs, Yan Nanfei's heart turned to ash, his eyes filled with pain and despair: "W-why...?"

Murong Qiudi cast a cold glance at him, her sandalwood lips parted slightly, her voice devoid of warmth: "Because your name is Yan Nanfei."

Having spoken, she withdrew her blade and departed, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

296 Who doesn't love the Violet Cloud Fairy?

The next day.

Seeing that no one was beside Jiang Sishui and that Liu Mingluan was already gone, Tu Xuehua thought she could no longer pretend to be ignorant, so she asked, "Where is Miss Liu?"

Jiang Sishui yawned, a hint of satisfaction in his expression, and said casually, "I sent her back with Ruyi and Huan Cui first."

"Back?"

"Mm."

"Is your home very close to here?"

"In Suzhou."

"Su..." Tu Xuehua's face appropriately showed a trace of astonishment.

Jiang Sishui moved a bit closer and chuckled softly, "In a few days, I'll invite you to my home as a guest; then you'll know."

As a guest...

Tu Xuehua's cheeks grew hot, and her ear tips turned slightly red.

To ordinary ears, these words would sound like an invitation between friends, but she possessed a copy of the diary and naturally knew Jiang Sishui's intentions were not pure.

Mandala Shanzhuang—was that a place just any "420" person could go to?

It was like a quagmire; once stepped into, walking out safely was basically impossible.

Tu Xuehua felt a slight panic in her heart and casually replied, "Alright, let's eat first; I've asked the waiter to prepare a few small dishes."

Saying this, she went downstairs first.

Watching Tu Xuehua's graceful figure, Jiang Sishui felt a surge of eagerness in his heart.

To better conquer this female lead of the play, he had brought no one with him today.

This woman, whose form and spirit both resembled the "Violet Cloud Fairy," was worth his all-out effort!

On the road to Yanxia Shanzhuang, the two rode side by side.