This Time Is Not That Time (Part 2)

As the steward spoke, he caught sight of Bao Yun inside the carriage and could not help but choke on his words. With such a stunning beauty present, the maidservants he had arranged would hardly be fit to show their faces.

Yu Ci could not be bothered with such trifles. He waved a hand, and the quick-witted steward promptly called the maidservants over to help Bao Yun down. Yu Ci had already entered the courtyard; the rest was naturally left to the steward.

Entering the meditation chamber, Yu Ci sat cross-legged and pondered, sorting through everything that had happened today.

Whether it was Flower Lady or the Black Heavenly Buddha Mother, they were still relatively far removed from him. What mattered now was Wan Quan. If he did not lend that young man a hand soon, then in a day or two, there might not even be a corpse left to collect.

By his orders, Xusheng was to keep watch over Yinan Garden at all times, both inside and outside Chengqitian, and report Wan Quan's condition to him whenever it changed.

Yu Ci waited for an opportunity. More than half the night passed before Xusheng finally sent word: after another round of torture, Wan Quan had fallen unconscious.

This was it.

Just as he was about to act, he abruptly recalled something. Everyone had seen him bring Bao Yun out of Yinan Garden. Whether it was for "sexual interest" or incense-making, if he did not put on some kind of show tonight, he would only arouse suspicion for no reason.

After thinking it over, he flicked out a gust of finger force that rang the talisman bell beside him. Before long, the steward arrived outside the door. "Master?"

"Send the dancer over."

Oh, thank heavens, it was finally happening.

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