The individual bathtub was not large, but the interior was very exquisite. The screen depicted landscapes and beauties, and the maids of the An family were playing music in the distance.
Ye Xingge entered the bath with a comfortable temperature, and a sense of comfort washed over her from all over her body, instantly dispelling the fatigue from days of travel.
"Phew~~"
After enjoying this moment for a while, Ye Xingge pondered to himself, but then felt that something was not quite right.
The marks on his body were in unusual locations, so Da Xiyue had to enter him when he was completely naked.
But if he, Third Rank martial artist, didn't react in time, it would seem a bit too unrealistic...
How can I act well...?
Soaking in the bath was so comfortable that I accidentally fell asleep. The towel was draped below my waist, revealing a tiny bit of my mark.
Ye Xingge thought it was a good idea, so he got up, pulled over a towel, draped it under his waist, adjusted his position, and then leaned back in the bathtub, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
But the bath was so comfortable that as soon as I closed my eyes, all I could think of was the chubby, Ravine-Leaping Tiger.
I wonder what the Great Beauty Luo...
Ye Xingge blinked, thinking that if she slept like that, the towel would probably pop out of the water. She then quickly thought of the "Hanging Bell Snow" United Hearts Plaque and came up with:
What are you doing?
On the other side.
After returning to the yamen, Luo Xuanqing received an assignment to accompany the Great Yan Princess to enjoy the night view of Yongjing.
At this moment, Luo Xuanqing was standing outside a flower boat on the inner river, arms crossed, listening to a group of noblewomen chatting, while Chen Xuance and his subordinates jogged alongside him on the riverbank.
The wealthy ladies of Yong Capital, especially the older ones, were not so reserved in their speech. They talked about gossip such as who had taken a concubine or who had a gigolo, and they would also comment on the handsome young men on the street.
Luo Xuanqing, a cold and aloof fairy born in Mount Jiuhua, was initially admiring the sophisticated ways these noblewomen were playing, but suddenly she found herself enveloped by a man, his gaze roaming over her entire body. Her legs nearly gave way, and in a flustered panic, she pulled out her jade pendant and, embarrassed and annoyed, poked it out:
[Are you trying to kill yourself? I'm on duty! Stop messing around!]
Ye Xingge had no idea what the Great Beauty Luo was doing, and seeing this, he didn't want to disturb his female boss's meeting any longer, so he simply drew a smiley face on the small square:
[(one)]
Luo Xuanqing stood at the bow of the boat as a female bodyguard. She didn't get along with the group of wealthy women and was actually quite bored. Looking around and seeing no one was paying attention, she leaned against the outside of the small boat's cabin and suddenly thought about her chest and abdominal muscles:
[There are quite a few interesting features; is Jing River Hot Springs comfortable?]
[That feels good, is Sister Luo coming over?]
[Hmph, busy as can be]
Ye Xingge guessed that the Great Beauty Luo still wanted to, so he pondered for a moment and tried to imagine it. For example, he put his hand in hot water and imagined the scene of pouring warm water on the Great Beauty Luo.
And you know what?!
Luo Xuanqing felt a warmth on his chest, immediately shrank his neck, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes:
What are you doing?
[Can you feel anything while I'm helping Sister Luo take a bath?]
?
Luo Xuanqing thought this kid was truly audacious, but he also discovered a new world. After thinking for a moment, he bit his lower lip and imagined holding a ruler and hitting this brat's hand.
Soon, she felt something strange behind her back, as if a large hand was patting her. There was no actual physical sensation, but her heart skipped a beat. She even felt a sense of shame and humiliation at being hit, along with a strange pleasure that stemmed from that humiliation...
Hey? This brat...
Luo Xuanqing's eyes turned cold, and he immediately imagined a thick, several-foot-long log sweeping down on the audacious subordinate's buttocks.
Then the other side went silent!
"Huh?"
Luo Xuanqing was taken aback. He sensed carefully and found that there was indeed no movement. The sign was even waving from side to side, with a hint of fear in its eyes. He thought to himself:
Good heavens...
I'm not going to beat this brat to a pulp, am I?
Thinking of this, Luo Xuanqing felt a little flustered. After looking around, he instructed his attendants on the shore:
" Chen Xuance, send someone to check on Jinghe Hot Springs."
Chen Xuance, leading his horse and trotting alongside the boat, had been wondering why Lord Luo was swaying and grinning like an idiot while holding the plaque. Upon hearing the order, he immediately took command...
Inside the bathhouse.
Ye Xingge was flirting with the sign, actually grinning foolishly, but after waiting for a long time and not seeing Da Xiyue come over, his ears twitched slightly, and he turned to look at the window.
Ye Xingge's location was in the northeast corner of Hibiscus Pool. Outside the window were asparagus fern and a wall separating the garden from the outside, and beyond that were passageways and the gardens for other guests.
Listening closely, through the window and the wall, one could hear two sets of footsteps passing by, along with conversation:
"The person will be here soon; they'll escort Young Master Han out of the city shortly..."
"So eager?"
"Someone just went to the gambling den, and the owner's staff all confessed. That Grand Duke Jupiter could come looking for us at any time..."
"The body hasn't been found, has it?"
"The body was dumped in the well of an abandoned house in Second Bridge Lane; Ye Xingge won't be able to find it for the time being..."
Step, step
hurried footsteps fade into the distance
?
Ye Xingge turned rather strange upon hearing this news.
After all, if this really is someone from the Han Clan, then this team is far too incompetent.
However, it makes sense if it was Lady of Anyang was reminding him of Han Zhongwu's information.
Having received accurate intelligence, Ye Xingge didn't say much. He put the United Hearts Plaque into his Mountains and Rivers Pouch, changed into the Wind-Traveling Talisman, quickly dressed, opened the window, and lightly leaped onto the wall.
The silver moon hangs high in the sky.
The interplay of light Jinghe Hot Springs allows one to faintly hear distant music and laughter.
As a public hot spring pool, the center of the pool is a public bath area, divided into two large pools for men and women, while the surrounding areas are separated private pools, which are almost always full.
Ye Xingge, carrying his sword, crouched on the wall, indicating that there were watchtowers at the four corners of the hot spring pool to prevent peeping, and that people were patrolling on them.
But with the Dust-Returning Robe, he could still look at whomever he wanted...
However, Ye Xingge like a lecher. After scanning the area, he landed in the corridor and headed in the direction the two had left...
Shortly after, soft footsteps sounded again outside the bathroom. The person reached the door and opened the sliding door without knocking.
Then, Xiyue's delicate face peeked out from behind the screen, holding wine and snacks in her hands, and she said with a smile:
"Young Master Ye~... Eh?"
The bathroom was empty, and the window was still open.
Xiyue was slightly taken aback, looked around a few times, then went to the window and peeked out, thinking to herself:
Am I, a grown man like Young Master Ye, really?
Could it be that he went to peep at the head of the family and Miss Yueyao taking a bath?
Surely not?
Xiyue looked on blankly.
Snow Plum Pool.
Inside the tea room, a musician plays the zither beside a zither stand.
But the somber music did not soothe Han Zhongwu's unease; he simply paced back and forth with one hand behind his back.
Meng Wanshan, a retainer, was responsible for making merchants disappear without a trace. If the matter were investigated, he would surely die. At this moment, he kept his knife with him and stood at the window observing the situation.
Cao Xiong's Fan Zhe, Han Zhongwu, is a close friend of Han Zhongwu. The two were together when the Myriad Phenomena Tower incident happened the day before yesterday.
At this moment, Fan Zhe remained relatively calm, sitting on the tea table, fanning himself, and said in a low voice:
"Brother Han, rest assured. Although my grandfather can't easily resolve this matter, it's just a matter of a word from Mr. Murong..."
Han Zhongwu frowned and said:
" Ye Xingge is back today. Given how fast he works, it won't take long to investigate. My father just entered the palace; even if Mr. Murong wants to settle this, it will have to wait until tomorrow..."
Fan Zhe said confidently:
"We're brothers, how could I not try to help you? I contacted a friend from the Yong River Chamber of Commerce last night; he has connections in the martial arts world and helped me find a few experts to protect you. They'll be here soon..."
Upon hearing this, Han Zhongwu asked, bewildered:
"If you really want protection, why don't you just send those gentlemen from the Cao Clan over? Why are you looking for people in the martial arts world?"
Fan Zhe frowned, fanning himself.
"How dare you let my grandfather know about this mess you've made? Ye Xingge is a favorite of the emperor now. If my grandfather finds out about this, he'll be lucky if he doesn't punish your father. You actually expect him to send someone to pressure Ye Xingge into bowing down?"
Han Zhongwu agreed, and then asked:
Where did you find this person? Are you sure they're reliable?
Fan Zhe said confidently:
"I guarantee it's reliable. I went to great lengths to help you resolve this."
Han Zhongwu was afraid that Ye Grand Duke Jupiter would attack at any moment, and he couldn't sit still any longer:
"Since it seems reliable, I'll leave the city and hide for a while. If Ye Xingge really wants to investigate, it won't be difficult for him to find me."
Fan Zhe glanced outside. "The person we invited hasn't arrived yet, don't rush, come and have some tea. Miss Xing'er, play a cheerful tune, this one is too refined, it sounds like a funeral procession, it's unlucky..."
"Yes, young master."
"Clang clang clang~..."
Soon, the upbeat tune of " Joyful Reunion " filled the tea room.
Han Zhongwu was in a state of utter confusion, but all he could do was sit down and prepare to have a cup of tea to calm his nerves.
But soon, the two noticed that Meng Wanshan, the retainer standing at the window, suddenly lowered his arms and slowly backed away, his hand resting on the hilt of his knife.
Step, step...
The pale moonlight streamed into the tea room through the doors and windows, outlining a figure on the polished floor tiles.
The figure's robes fluttered in the wind, a single-edged sword held in his left hand. He remained silent and motionless, yet his silhouette resembled a lurking, deadly figure waiting to claim his life outside the door...
"Clang clang~"
The cheerful piano music continued.
But the tea room fell deathly silent; not even a breath could be heard...