Chapter 51 Wen Qing 1

Mingyue Tower, accounting room.

“Business has been pretty good these past few days!” Xie Nanxi, dressed flamboyantly, leaned against the counter with charm. His fingers, as white as spring onions, carefully flipped through the account book without looking up. He said with a smile, “Zi Le, where is General Liu? Has she gone out to find her sweetheart again?”

Standing to the side was a woman with regular features, mature and steady. Her name was Qi Zile, the manager of Mingyue Tower. Besides helping Liu Lan manage the music hall, Xie Nanxi also managed this Mingyue Tower.

“You look tired, take a break and have some hot tea.” Placing the teacup aside, Qi Zile’s gentle gaze fixed on the beautiful man, and she replied softly, “The young general has rarely come here these past few days.”

Xie Nanxi raised an eyebrow. He put down the account book and came to Qi Zile’s front, opening his arms to hug her waist. Dropping his usual capable and shrewd demeanor, he nestled in her embrace like a little bird, his voice soft and coquettish, “Hug me quickly.”

Qi Zile’s lips curved slightly upwards. Without saying a word, she reached out and held him tightly in her arms.

At this moment.

“Hey hey hey! You two are so sweet!” Liu Lan walked in from outside at a leisurely pace, looking a bit low-spirited, obviously as if she had suffered a setback.

“Young General.” Seeing the newcomer, Qi Zile instinctively called out. After all, behaving this way in front of her boss was improper. A bit flustered, she wanted to separate from Xie Nanxi and gently persuaded, “Nanxi, let go quickly.”

However, Xie Nanxi refused to let go. Instead, he pretended to be unhappy, narrowing his eyes threateningly, “If you dare push me away, I’ll never pay attention to you again in the future.”

Hearing this, Qi Zile immediately fell silent. Liu Lan, seeing Qi Zile obediently listening, flashed a look of amusement in her eyes. Not even married yet, and already so obedient. This Xie Nanxi truly knew how to manage a wife!

Suddenly, she thought it would be nice if Qingzi treated her this way.

After meeting Qingzi at the Imperial College, she thought they wouldn’t have much more interaction. Unexpectedly, one night on the street, she encountered him being chased and forcibly taken away. She happened to be returning home in a carriage and intervened, bringing him into her carriage intending to send him home.

But Sheng Qingzi was terrified, his eyes brimming with tears, “No, I don’t want to go back. Please, General Liu, take me back to the Imperial College!”

Liu Lan’s eyes darkened, but she didn’t say much. “Alright.”

In the carriage, suddenly Sheng Qingzi’s limbs went weak, unable to exert any strength. A surging heat wave swept over his body, an indescribable tingling sensation causing his face to flush and even bringing tears to his eyes.

Somewhat disoriented, Sheng Qingzi curled his fingers tightly gripping his clothes, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Though inexperienced, he knew he had been secretly drugged by those people.

“You’ve been drugged,” Liu Lan stated with certainty.

Since Sheng Qingzi got into the carriage, Liu Lan had been watching him. The person before her was slumped against the carriage wall, his complexion growing increasingly flushed, the breath he exhaled scorching hot. He had obviously been drugged.

Although Liu Lan was flirtatious, she was righteous. “Hold on for a moment, I’ll find a doctor to prepare an antidote for you right away.” Then she called out to the carriage, “Guizi, drive faster!”

Sheng Qingzi, whose consciousness was somewhat unclear, couldn’t help but move closer to Liu Lan, finding her body cool. Uncomfortable, he tugged at her waistband, wanting to undo her clothes, intending to seek relief on her body.

Liu Lan’s expression darkened. She took a deep breath, holding down the hands misbehaving on her body. She reached out to pinch his delicate, reddened chin, her voice hoarse with obvious restraint, “Do you know who I am? Can you bear the consequences of provoking me, Sheng Qingzi?”

The coolness of her fingertips made Sheng Qingzi feel comfortable, so he pressed his face, burning like fire, against them, using them as ice cubes to cool down. But he didn’t answer her question.

“Hurry up!” Liu Lan was stunned for a moment, her pupils suddenly contracting, and she commanded loudly again.

At this moment, she had bitter complaints but couldn’t voice them. She didn’t want to take advantage of someone, but how could she remain unmoved in this situation?

Liu Lan stared at him with dark eyes, then encircled this soft, burning body with her arms. She leaned down, almost imperceptibly touching those tempting lips, deliberately lowering her voice, “If you want me to continue, then kiss me proactively.”

Unfortunately, the drug was too potent, making Sheng Qingzi feel like he was about to die from discomfort. The last bit of rationality was gradually swallowed by desire. His eyes floated with trembling light, his demeanor coquettish and pitiful.

Seeing this, Liu Lan’s arms around his waist tightened again, her eyes burning with intense flames, as if about to burst out the next second.

Sheng Qingzi couldn’t help but kiss her proactively. Liu Lan’s eyes darkened, revealing an extremely satisfied look. She pressed him against the carriage wall, fiercely capturing his lips and tongue. Instantly, the sound of exchanging saliva filled the carriage.

His thin back pressed against the hard carriage wall, Sheng Qingzi couldn’t help but struggle a bit, a broken, pitiful whimper squeezing out of his soft voice.

“Being so delicate won’t do!” Liu Lan released those wet, red lips. Seeing his cheeks tinged with a rosy hue, dazedly panting for breath, Liu Lan then curled her lips, chuckling, “This is just the beginning.”

Then she embraced Sheng Qingzi again, continuously raining down passionate, lingering kisses.

Meanwhile, Guizi driving the carriage appeared calm, not listening to what was happening beside her. But the back of her ears had reddened considerably. The unmistakable sounds from the carriage were enough to indicate the heated scene. This was the first time she had witnessed such a situation in all her years of serving her mistress.

Soon after arriving at the Liu residence, Liu Lan, looking satisfied, quickly carried Sheng Qingzi into the mansion and immediately sought out a doctor to prepare an antidote for him.

The next day, however, Sheng Qingzi acted as if nothing had happened, thanked her briefly, and hurriedly left.

Since then, he would avoid Liu Lan whenever they met. Moreover, for Liu Lan, once she had tasted such a flavor, she wanted to possess it. How could she let him go? She used countless tricks to please men, but unfortunately, she still hadn’t won the beauty over.

They say men understand men best. After repeatedly hitting walls, Liu Lan wanted to seek advice from Xie Nanxi. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by a commotion outside.

The people in the room all came out upon hearing the noise. They encountered Lu Yuner carrying Su Qingwan in. Seeing them both soaking wet, Liu Lan’s eyes flashed with curiosity, and she couldn’t help but tease, “You two… didn’t happen to… take a love bath in the Liusu River, did you?”

Seeing other women, Su Qingwan, whose wet clothes revealed his body’s curves, buried his face in Lu Yuner’s embrace with a shy expression.

“Hey hey hey! What are you looking at? All you women turn around!” Xie Nanxi stepped forward to block their view, fiercely protecting the soaking wet Su Qingwan.

Qi Zile and Liu Lan exchanged glances and obediently turned around.

“I’ll explain in detail later. Sister Zile, please quickly prepare some hot water. Sister Lan, take Xiao Yuan behind me to the kitchen to prepare some ginger soup. Nanxi, please come with me.” Lu Yuner quickly gave a few instructions, hurriedly carrying Su Qingwan into a room. She placed him on the couch and wrapped him in quilts. She said to Xie Nanxi, “Take care of Young Master Su for now, I’ll go out first.”

Seeing Lu Yuner’s pale face and soaking wet body, Xie Nanxi’s brows furrowed with concern. He nodded, “Sister Yuner, go quickly! Don’t catch a cold yourself.”

“Mm.” As she spoke, Su Qingwan grabbed Lu Yuner’s hand at this moment. He raised his pale, handsome face, full of worry. Lu Yuner lowered her eyes to see Su Qingwan looking weak and pitiful. She comforted him in a low voice, “Young Master Su, if you need anything, you can ask Nanxi. I’m leaving first.”