Seventh record, each harbors its own intentions
"I do not know who has captured you, yet you come here to seek a favor from me," Yun Yi said with a cold expression, her slightly hoarse voice becoming increasingly alluring, a hint of charming smile flickering in her eyes. Xue Jinming smiled without answering, reached out to embrace her waist, closed the door, and leaned down to kiss her.
The adjutant was taken aback and cautiously inquired, "Do you believe in angels?"
"Yes, the angel has manifested." The adjutant himself found it absurd, fully aware that the commander had never believed in supernatural tales, and he was bound to be scolded for it. After waiting for a moment in silence, he saw the commander biting on a cigar, lost in thought, seemingly already distracted.
The first time I arrived at her residence, I only reached the large living room; the second time, I entered the small parlor with Victorian charm; the third time, I went to the elegant tea room on the second floor; this is the fourth time... Finally, I arrived at the small study, which is separated from the bedroom by just a wall
It is as if the proud and enigmatic Queen Cleopatra lies in the innermost part of the palace, allowing only her favored courtiers to approach her one step at a time. Everything alluring is right before your eyes, yet separated by one door after another, making it impossible to reach the queen's chamber
"Not bad, Chen Tai is becoming increasingly efficient in her work," she said with a mocking smile, unbuttoning her garment and tossing the nun's robe to Chen Tai before turning to enter the dressing room. Chen Tai bent down to pick up the clothes, a broad smile on her face, "Miss Yun, please take some time to sort out the important items; it seems we will have to move in the next couple of days." Yun Yi let her long hair down, took a comb, and was about to style her hair when she paused at the words, "Moving again? How long have we just been here?" Chen Tai bent down to pick up the clothes, a broad smile on her face, "Miss Yun, please take some time to sort out the important items; it seems we will have to move in the next couple of days." Yun Yi let her long hair down, took a comb, and was about to style her hair when she paused at the words, "Moving again? How long have we just been here?"
This is the secret of Nianqing, the fictitious tutoring job was merely a cover for her true identity, and Units 6 and 7 are actually connected as one building. Entering from Unit 6 is Shen Nianqing, while coming out from Unit 7 is Yunyi
The foreigners have such limited understanding, thinking that having wings means they can fly, and they speak of their deities as if they were mere beasts! In our Chinese legends, it is Lei Zhenzi who has wings!" Huo Zhongheng, while toying with his cigar, continued to admonish his deputy, "I oppose those old relics who cling to the past, but I absolutely do not agree with your sycophancy towards foreigners. We must acknowledge the good things about foreigners; take this cigar for instance, it is indeed more convenient than our traditional smoking pipes. However, as for culture, our ancestors have refined it over five thousand years; how can foreigners even begin to compare? By the way... what were we just talking about?"
"It is one thing for you to be jealous of others, but as for that wild girl Fang Luoli, I have never regarded her as a woman." Xue Jinming whispered with a smile in Yun Yi's ear, "You know, I have never been interested in men."
"How did I end up encountering you, this troublesome star!" Xue Jinming said helplessly, grabbing her hand and pressing her palm against his chest, "Alright, now listen, I will speak honestly with you... In the past few days, my brother-in-law has arrived, and the Fang family father and daughter are accompanying him; it has nothing to do with me"
"No such person found?" Huo Zhongheng turned around, his thick eyebrows slightly furrowed
Yunyi, is she her true self, or another layer of disguise
Yun Yi quickly raised her eyes and saw that Xue Jinming had an expression of displeasure, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation... Li Mengyuan's secret meeting with a Japanese businessman was indeed an interesting piece of news. Seeing that she finally stopped interrupting, Xue Jinming was about to take the opportunity to coax her, but he saw Yun Yi raise her eyes and leisurely throw out a remark, "Who asked you about your brother-in-law? What do I care about him? He is not your Miss Fang."
The sound of lazy footsteps came from outside the door. Xue Jinming adjusted his tie, walked to the display rack, and casually played with a Russian curved sword, putting on an air of indifference. ... Although he was willing to indulge her, he could not completely set aside a man's pride ... . ... Ever since that night at Medusa when she turned against him, she had given him the cold shoulder for three consecutive days. In the end, it was he who could not bear it any longer, inquiring about the situation from Master Qin, and took the initiative to come to her to seek reconciliation. ... Ever since that night at Medusa when she turned against him, she had given him the cold shoulder for three consecutive days. In the end, it was he who could not bear it any longer, inquiring about the situation from Master Qin, and took the initiative to come to her to seek reconciliation.
Suddenly, the sound of a car braking came from downstairs, startling Yunyi. Without a moment to think, she hurriedly stuffed the wet handkerchief into her small handbag.
Yun Yi smiled lazily and said, "It's just a stone; if you like it, I shall wear it."
Yun Yi did not respond, lazily leaning against the door to watch him, her expression a mix of resentment and joy
The man held her hand, wiping away the bloodstains with a handkerchief... The memory of every movement from that time is surprisingly vivid.
"Official business?" Yun Yi smiled and said, "What kind of official business requires sneaking around? The Fourth Young Master must be getting worse at deceiving people." Xue Jinming, feeling helpless, figured she wouldn't understand any national affairs, so he simply said, "Alright, I'll tell you the truth once more, whether you believe it or not—he came to meet a few Japanese businessmen, and there is no need for the outside world to know. He came under the pretext of handling family matters. Does that make it more believable for you?"
Yun Yi was momentarily taken aback, gave a self-deprecating smile, grabbed the damp handkerchief, and threw it heavily into the laundry basket
Yunyi turned on the water full blast, urgently rinsing the handkerchief. The bloodstains, which had not been there long, had gradually faded after being rinsed several times, yet traces remained. Yunyi, feeling impatient, scrubbed it fiercely a couple of times, and in her distraction, she accidentally broke a long fingernail, causing her to gasp in pain. This pain, however, brought clarity to her mind, and as she looked at the handkerchief, she found herself at a loss for why she had acted so irrationally.
It would be false to say that one is not anxious; any normal man cannot resist such temptation. He has also fantasized countless times about her alluring figure. However, compared to the fleeting pleasure of romantic encounters, Xue Jinming finds greater enjoyment in the thrill of the hunt—having been accustomed to being the hunter, occasionally savoring the experience of being hunted is indeed a rare delight.
The adjutant's face turned awkward as he hesitated for a long time before finally uttering, "I, I do not practice any religion"
Young Master Xue will arrive in half an hour, you must prepare quickly. The round-faced fat woman followed Yun Yi upstairs, her demeanor respectful and kind. Yun Yi reached the bedroom door and glanced inside, where everything had already been meticulously arranged.
Yun Yi was feeling troubled, coldly turning her head away and ignoring everything—putting on a concerned expression, but it was merely to avoid being seen and attracting unnecessary trouble. She was a nightingale hidden away in a midnight cage. From the driver to the butler, all were eyes and ears for Master Qin, with someone always monitoring her every move.
The adjutant rendered him speechless, leaving him at a loss for words
Xue Jinming suddenly tightened his embrace around her, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "This kind of stone represents passionate love"
Yun Yi paused her hand, unable to help but think of Cheng Yizhe, but the mirror reflected the bloated, smiling face of the woman behind her, which made her feel suddenly nauseated
Xue Jinming drew out the curved knife and examined it closely, hearing the sound of the door opening, yet deliberately chose not to turn around
He is Huo Zhongheng, he is indeed Huo Zhongheng
Unexpectedly, Yun Yi raised her eyebrows and smiled, provocatively glancing at him, "Very well, I was just thinking the same."
Everything has become chaotic
The original plan was meticulously crafted, accounting for time and place, calculating how to encounter, and even designing the posture, gaze, and dialogue. It was like a feast with all the ingredients and seasonings prepared, cooked to perfection, and just at the moment of serving, it was discovered that everything had gone awry, with all the oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar already in the pot, irretrievable.
After purchasing this house at a high price and waiting for several days, he finally received the result he had anticipated—the woman who opened the door for Nianqing, with a round and slightly plump face, was indeed the hostess he had seen that night in the adjacent Unit 6
Huo Zhongheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "Have you ever seen a deity with flat fur flying all over the sky?"
The adjutant awkwardly nodded, once again rendered speechless.
It is merely a dirty handkerchief, is it really considered a treasure
Chen Tai smiled and said: "After all, this place has already been found by someone. Lord Qin mentioned that it will inevitably be inconvenient in the future... Also, remind Miss Yun to be more careful in her actions."
The dazzling pigeon blood ruby pendant, paired with a slender chain, hangs down from the neck like a drop of fresh blood凝 on the jade.
Xue Jinming sighed, raised both hands, and said, "I have come to surrender, can we not be a bit kinder to the captives?"
Yun Yi leaned against the dressing table, her toes delicately pointed in embroidered Nepalese slippers, and with a leisurely smile, she asked, "Is Miss Fang beautiful?"
This left Xue Jinming at a loss for words; having spoken, how could he take it back without appearing even more guilty... However, upon further reflection, there is indeed an opportunity tomorrow night, as it is a rather dull banquet to welcome Huo Zhongheng. If he were to bring Yunyi along, it would be just right to let Li Mengyuan see. Firstly, it would prove that Xue Jinming is indeed infatuated with beauty and lacks ambition, allowing his sister to rest assured and not worry about him competing for the family fortune; secondly, if he could use Fang Luoli to provoke Yunyi, leading the two women to vie for favor, he would certainly be pleased to see that happen.
The car sped back into the city, and Yun Yi tightly wrapped her nun's robe around herself, shrinking into the shadowed corner of the back seat, her heart a tangled mess. This game of chess had slipped from her control right from the start; was it truly an inauspicious beginning
The car drove directly into Ming Mountain Road, Spring Deep Alley, and stopped in front of Gate No. 7. The driver got out and looked around before finally opening the car door. Yun Yi hurriedly lowered her head and stepped into the porch, where someone had opened the door. From behind the curtains on the second floor of the western-style house across the street, Cheng Yizhe, with a pale complexion and thin lips pressed tightly together, observed this scene clearly.
After a while of not hearing any movement behind him, feeling both surprised and impatient, he suddenly heard a soft sigh from behind. Xue Jinming's heart stirred, unable to contain himself any longer, he turned around to see Yun Yi lazily leaning against the door. She wore a water-colored silk satin nightgown loosely tied at the waist with a ribbon, her long black hair cascading down, with a few disheveled strands sticking to her cheek, resembling someone who had just woken up. Her complexion was a cold porcelain white, her lips devoid of color, and her pair of eyes shimmered with a deep, dark luster.
"This is all dirty." Chen Tai curled his lips, but he saw Yun Yi hurriedly approaching, snatching the handkerchief without a word, and turning to walk into the washroom
Xue Jinming, in a fit of temper, replied to her, "If you are interested, then go and see for yourself"
What is it?" Huo Zhongheng lit a cigar, sat leisurely in the chair, and smiled faintly
Butler Chen Tai bowed respectfully and welcomed Xue Jinming into the small living room
Xue Jinming swore and pleaded, yet he could not persuade her. Yun Yi became increasingly unreasonable, firmly believing that he had shifted his affections to the governor's daughter, which led to several days of not seeing her. Xue Jinming had no choice but to admit that it was his pettiness that caused the rift, but Yun Yi remained unyielding.
The only woman who can make Young Master Xue Si lower his stance and indulge in such a manner is none other than this one
She changed into her robe, let her long hair fall in disarray, and fixed her broken nails. Yun Yi gazed at her reflection in the mirror and sprinkled a few drops of perfume on her wrists. As she walked to the door of the dressing room, she turned back to look at the laundry basket. Unable to resist, she inexplicably picked out that handkerchief again.
He raised an eyebrow at her, only to see her smile faintly and say, "That fiery love of yours is better reserved for Miss Fang; I am not worthy of it." Xue Jinming immediately understood, secretly overjoyed, yet feigning grievance on his face, "Just one Yunyi has made me lose my appetite; how could I have the heart to provoke others?" Without saying a word, Yunyi yanked the chain off and threw it back at him, "Stop trying to deceive me; do you think I am deaf and blind?"
Seeing Yun Yi's incredulous expression, Xue Jinming said solemnly in a low voice, "This is the truth, but it must not be spread! My brother-in-law came here secretly, and the outside world is unaware of it." Yun Yi was taken aback, her eyes darting, and she could not help but exclaim, "Isn't it so? Even my brother-in-law is here, and yet you say it is not a marriage alliance!" Xue Jinming was both amused and exasperated, retorting, "You only know how to bicker with me. He is here to handle his official business; what does that have to do with me?"
Yun Yi smiled and said, "You belittle others in front of me, yet you do not realize how you will belittle me in front of Miss Fang!"
Xue Jinming personally fastened the chain, leaned down to kiss her neck, his long fingers gliding over Yunyi's nape, sliding down along her delicate collarbone, his fingertips brushing against the gemstone. He gazed into her eyes through the mirror and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to take it off; I want to see you wear it every day"
Huo Zhongheng took a leisurely puff of his cigar, exhaling the smoke, and said thoughtfully: "As for that nun... I believe she will appear again."
"What happened?" Xue Jinming hurriedly approached, momentarily forgetting his pride, only concerned about the pain in his heart, "How did you become so haggard?"
Xue Jinming was truly left speechless at this point
The cold sweat on her back had not yet dried, yet an inexplicable restlessness stirred within her. Yun Yi forcefully rolled down the car window, and the biting cold wind of early winter rushed in, dispersing the heat. Her mind became much clearer, but the smile and gaze of that person lingered in her heart, refusing to fade away. The driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror, "Miss Yun, please do not roll down the window, be careful not to catch a chill"
The adjutant lowered his head and said, "Yes, the doctors and nurses all thought she was a newly arrived nun. Later it was confirmed that there was no such young and beautiful nun, and no one knows where she came from"
Although it was not the first time he entered her fragrant boudoir, he was still captivated by the arrangement around him. Xue Jinming paused to look around; the small study was adorned with a long, plush Indian carpet, filled with a rich collection of books, and the walls were hung with exquisite Iranian secret paintings. The Turkish chandelier, infused with an unknown spice, filled the room with an alluring scent of agarwood. The sandalwood display shelves did not hold ordinary curiosities, but rather an array of knives in various styles.
I have nothing else to attend to here, you may go out now. Yun Yi's expression was devoid of emotion as she picked up the French powder and delicately patted it onto her cheeks, making her already pale complexion appear even more bloodless.
Huo Zhongheng was taken aback for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter. The young adjutant became increasingly flushed, hurriedly explaining: "The several nuns present at the time all saw her, but later she inexplicably disappeared, just like when she arrived; no one knows when this person appeared... They all said... She is..."
In recent days, Xue Jinming has been spending time daily with his brother-in-law Li Mengyuan, and it is inevitable that Governor Fang is also present, along with his willful daughter... Rumors have long circulated that the Fourth Young Master Xue is nearing a marriage engagement with the Fang family's daughter. Xue Jinming is well aware that this is intentionally spread by Fang Jiao to promote the match. Given the status and influence of the Fang family, the Xue family may not necessarily regard it highly, but for the time being, as they still require Fang Jiao's assistance, Xue Jinming chooses to remain noncommittal, treating it as merely an addition to his romantic escapades.
A woman who loves knives—Xue Jinming smiled with his hands behind his back. He had encountered many women, yet only this one could surprise him each time. ... Who would believe that Young Master Xue spends lavishly every night, pouring countless gold coins into this enchanting diva ... . ... Half a month has passed, and any other woman would have long since become tiresome to him, yet this woman has not even allowed him to step into her bedroom.
A mere courtesan, even if she were once immensely popular, may not be worth the effort to conceal for her sake
"No, it is referring to angels." Huo Zhongheng's logic in speech is exceptionally strong; even when he occasionally makes a mistake, he can immediately regain his train of thought.
The aide had been left utterly confused, having tried several times to remind him that he was straying far off topic, but he could never find the right moment. Now, finally relieved, he stifled a laugh and quietly replied, "Just now, you were talking about the issue with the nun."
Oh? Yun Yi curled the corners of her lips, "Isn't that a mistake in delivery?"
"Such a thing exists." Huo Zhongheng pondered for a moment, then looked at his aide with great interest, "What do you think?"
Chen Tai bent down and stepped out, dropping something from her nun's robe, which turned out to be a blood-stained handkerchief. Disgusted, Chen Tai picked up the handkerchief and was about to throw it away when she heard Yun Yi call out to her, "Wait, that's mine"