In a comfortable room, second floor of the teahouse not far from them.
A man of about thirty years old sits near the window, his eyes casually sweeping across the streets below. Suddenly, his eyes zero in on a spot.
The relaxed expression suddenly turns into a stunned one. The fan on his hands fold close as he gets up. He leans his body forward and out, even his breathing becomes rough and heavy.
âMaster, whatâs wrong?â the subordinate beside the man sees the latterâs condition and quickly asks.
The man doesnât pay him any attention, but he beckons a waiter, calling him to come over, âDo you know who that girl is?â
The teahouse waiter takes a look, and also sucks in a cool breath.
He sees that among the people coming and going along this large street, a girl in white is walking while holding a small child. Even with the numerous people passing by, the girl in white is able to attract othersâ attention at a glance.
Simply because the girlâs countenance is extremely beautiful, her skin is like snow, her eyes are like stars reflected on water, lips are like the pistil of a flower. Even looking from afar, peopleâs heart would throb, unable to shift their gazes away.
Itâs no wonder that this private roomâs master will forget himself and inquire like this.
However, the waiter quickly shakes his head, âThis girl is so beautiful. If this lowly one had ever seen her in Xiaâan before, I would certainly remember.â
Heâs implying that this girl has just appeared in Xiaâan recently.
The man wordlessly looks at the girl below, he canât help but run his tongue over his lips. Blazing lust passes through his eyes.
When the waiter goes out, the manâs subordinate immediately asks: âIs the master interested in this woman? If so, this subordinate will immediately bring her to see you.â
As the subordinate sees it, his masterâs identity and position is extremely honorable. For the master to take a fancy on her, be it as a wife or as a concubine, even as a Tong Fang* servant girl, it is a blessing as great as the sky for her.
A maid that the master sleeps with This is taken for granted.
After he listens, the man doesnât hesitate to promptly give a nod, but he gives a rare reminder, âBe courteous, donât be rude to the beauty.â
The guard bows in response, but when he turns around to go downstairs, thereâs actually a sneer on his face.
Merely a woman from the lowly Chi Yan Country, it is truly her blessing of three lifetimes that she can receive Masterâs favor. If heâs still more courteous to her, wonât she want to fly to the heavens?
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Muyan puts Xiao Bao back down, and once again continues walking with him on the street.
But she finds that the little guy keeps on looking around from time to time. The expression on his little face grows even colder.
Muyan canât help but curve her lips up and laugh. Her gaze inadvertently flicks to the teahouse not far from them, carefreely asking, âXiao Bao cares too much about those two jumping clowns?â
As Xiao Bao is about to answer, he sees a man wearing a guard uniform running out of the teahouse and quickly blocking their way.
The guard raises his chin and looks down, high and mighty as he says, âThis girl, my master fancies you.â
Muyan raises her brows, âYour master?â
âExactly, my master is already waiting for you,â says the guard, âPlease go up alone, you mustnât let the master wait. Thatâs right, you canât bring this child along with you. The master wants to see you alone.â
When Muyan hears that, her face canât help but bloom into a bright and beautiful smile.
Set off by the smiling expression, the originally romantic countenance becomes even more gorgeous and moving.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The guardâs breathing becomes slightly chaotic, saying to himself: really a stunning beauty; itâs also no wonder that the master can be moved.
In the next moment, the daze in his eyes is completely replaced by rage as soon as he hears the girlâs next words.