Miss, You Really Did Eat It?

The master is here!

The maid in the room had sharp ears and vaguely heard it.

"Miss, did you hear that? They said some master came looking for you. I wonder which master it is."

At her words, Nan Zhi sprang up from her stool.

"Master? Has Master come?"

Was it that Master Li she had been pining for day and night?

Seeing her mistress react like this, the maid secretly giggled even harder. Miss had said she wasn't thinking about men!

This master must be the young gentleman Miss Nan Zhi had always longed for. Today, she would have a good look at exactly what sort of master he was.

The last time Nan Zhi had kept Li Ping'an overnight, this maid had not been by Nan Zhi's side, so she did not know that the Master Li Nan Zhi pined for was a real master indeed.

"Nan Zhi, hurry, hurry, hurry! Come out and receive your guest!"

A voice rang out from outside. The madam had already brought the master over.

The maid immediately volunteered herself to open the door for Miss Nan Zhi.

She opened the door and immediately saw Li Ping'an standing outside.

Li Ping'an gave her a kindly smile.

Yet the maid's face was full of disdain. Covering her nose and mouth with her handkerchief, she glanced sidelong at Li Ping'an and said,

"Where did this old geezer come from? What are you doing here? Here to clean? Is Miss's room something you can clean? We can handle it ourselves. Go, go, go, get out of the way. Miss's customer will be here any moment now. Don't delay Miss from meeting her distinguished guest."

The moment she saw Li Ping'an, the maid directly ordered him to leave.

Li Ping'an could not help standing there in a daze.

Seeing this, the madam at the side immediately became so anxious she stamped her feet.

"Oh dear, what are you doing? He is our distinguished guest! He's the master Miss Nan Zhi is waiting to see!"

"This is the master Miss is waiting to see?"

The maid's face was filled with disbelief.

"You're joking, right? You're saying an old man like this is the one Miss wants to see? What sort of person is our Miss? How could she possibly see someone like him? Isn't this insulting Miss?"

"You!"

The madam was so furious she stamped her feet. She did not want to watch the God of Wealth before her get offended.

"What, you? Why haven't you hurried up and taken him away? If Miss's distinguished guest arrives later, can you bear the responsibility?"

The maid was still berating him when Nan Zhi walked out of her room.

Today, she had deliberately worn a pale red long dress. Her face was adorned with rouge and powder, and several golden butterflies had been specially pinned in her hair. She looked radiant and exceptionally beautiful.

Seeing her mistress emerge, the maid became even more self-righteous. With her hands on her hips, she said,

"Miss, you're here! Look, aren't they going too far? They actually brought an old man here and wanted him to enter your room, even calling him some master. Isn't that absurd? Miss, don't you think they deserve a scolding?"

Yet Nan Zhi said nothing. She merely stared straight at Li Ping'an with gentle eyes and said,

"Enough, Chun'er, stop talking. He... he really is the master who came to see me."

What!

At those words, the maid froze on the spot as though struck by lightning, utterly motionless. Her mouth hung so wide open that an egg could have been stuffed into it.

Had she heard wrong?

This master before her was the person Miss wanted to see?

Th-this... this was impossible!

This master was already seventy or eighty years old. He could be Miss's great-grandfather.

His beard was unkempt, he was even slightly hunched over, and the wrinkles on his face were as crumpled as tree bark.

How could this be?

The maid stood there at a loss, completely dumbfounded.

"Why aren't you getting out of the way!"

The madam snapped.

The maid stood to the side as though dazed, staring blankly at Li Ping'an.

At that moment, only one thought remained in her mind:

This old man had to be rich enough to rival a nation. Otherwise, why would Miss wait specifically for him and miss him every day?

In that instant, the maid's entire worldview collapsed.

Putting aside what the maid was thinking, when Nan Zhi saw that the Master Li she had been longing for had finally arrived, her heart began pounding wildly of its own accord.

Looking at Li Ping'an's face covered in white-flecked beard, she somehow found it rather pleasing to the eye.

She only felt that he was suffused with the charm unique to mature men, a charm those young gentlemen did not possess.

"Master, you're here. Please, come inside and sit."

Nan Zhi personally welcomed Li Ping'an into the room and attentively began pouring him tea.

Meanwhile, the maid had completely become a spectator standing to the side, her eyes wide as saucers as she could not believe what she was seeing.

Her proud and aloof mistress was actually making tea for some master?

Li Ping'an did not stand on ceremony. He sat down boldly on a stool, lifted the tea, took a sip, and said,

"Something in the sect delayed me some days ago, so I came down late. How have you been feeling lately?"

Hearing Li Ping'an's concern for her, Nan Zhi's cheeks immediately reddened. She said softly,

"After you drew out the cold poison for me last time, I've felt much better."

"Not bad."

Li Ping'an smiled faintly and said,

"This proves the method works. I came this time for the cold poison in your body as well."

Nan Zhi felt even warmer inside upon hearing this. She felt that Li Ping'an was so considerate, that he had kept thinking of her all this time.

"Time waits for no one. Let's begin now."

Li Ping'an had come down this time precisely to draw out the cold poison in Nan Zhi's body and convert it into his own spiritual energy, so he was exceedingly impatient and was about to pull Nan Zhi toward the bed.

Seeing this, the maid was so shocked that her eyes went wide, unable to believe everything before her.

"Oh, wait a moment."

Nan Zhi said softly,

"Why are you in such a hurry? I actually have a few things I want to say to you, Master."

"What do you want to say?"

Li Ping'an frowned, feeling that Nan Zhi seemed somewhat different today.

Why did it seem like her eyes were brimming with spring water, her cheeks flushed crimson, and she looked at him as though she were in heat?

Th-this... she hasn't fallen in love with me, has she?

Li Ping'an was deeply shaken. Was he really that charming?

To actually make a woman as beautiful as an immortal fall in love with him—this, this was not scientific!

Li Ping'an immediately sat down and coughed.

Having seen through Nan Zhi's state of mind, he became somewhat at a loss.

"Ahem, Nan Zhi, what did you want to say to me?"

Li Ping'an awkwardly broke the silence.

"Master, what have you been busy with lately? Have you been thinking of Nan Zhi every moment?"

Nan Zhi sat beside the master, gazing at him with deep affection.

Before Li Ping'an came, she had still been conflicted and hesitant over what exactly this emotion in her heart was.

But when she saw Li Ping'an, she felt her heart completely fall for him. She only wanted to have a good talk with him; even talking knee to knee would have been enough to satisfy her.