vstars Chapter 188
Chapter 188
The woman on the soft couch did not open her eyes, but stretched out two fingers and waved them.
Nalan Jingwen frowned slightly and tentatively asked, "Two hundred taels?"
The woman gave a light snort, as if she were disdainful, and continued to wag her finger.
"Two thousand taels."
"Why don't you go and grab it?"
Two thousand taels for a single message? She's really ripping me off!
The woman slowly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes sparkling and captivating, drawing people in with just one glance.
"Two thousand taels for a message and a side note."
Nalan Jingwen hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and agreed.
"it is good."
Changsheng sat up from the couch, waved his hand, and the two men, though reluctant to part, bowed and retreated.
"Alright, the previous two thousand three hundred and fifty-seven taels, plus your accommodation and treatment costs over the past few days, plus another two thousand taels, totals fifteen thousand seven hundred taels. When will you pay me?"
Nalan Jingwen clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself not to throw her out.
"How can there be so many? Did you slip in your own stuff?!"
Chang Sheng blinked innocently and said, "And what about your little husband's eyes? Or do you think your little husband's eyes aren't worth the price?"
Nalan Jingwen took a deep breath and said, "I can't give it to you now, but I will send someone to deliver it to you when I return to the palace."
"No need, I've already sent someone to your palace to get it."
She really has the ability to drive people crazy. Nalan Jingwen didn't want to waste time on such useless things with her, so he got straight to the point.
"I want to know if Jinse and the others have left Qilin safely?"
"Your husband wanted to stay in Qilin to wait for you, but after your guard persuaded him, he has now safely left Qilin."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "I want you to pass on a message to Rong Hengyu, telling him to be careful of Jingchi and also the Imperial Sister..."
Before she could finish speaking, Changsheng interrupted her, "Just one sentence? Which sentence do you want to include?"
Nalan Jingwen clenched his fists again and again, but in the end he did not lose his temper and managed to suppress his anger.
Qi is facing internal strife, and Nalan Fengxing will naturally be aware of it and take precautions. As for Jingchi...
"Tell Rong Hengyu to keep an eye on the Mirror Pool. Don't worry too much. I'll be back soon."
Changsheng looked at her with an inscrutable expression. There was a moment of silence before a clear laugh rang out in the air, its tone ambiguous.
"Do you understand your husband, the king?"
Nalan Jingwen looked at her intently, "What do you want to say?"
Changsheng simply gazed at her, then changed the subject, "Nothing, I was just curious if she's truly as stunningly beautiful as people say. If she really is..."
She stopped there and lay back down. For some reason, even though she had only said a few words, Nalan Jingwen felt that she was extremely tired, with weariness in her eyes and brows, as if she had exhausted all her strength and was breathing slightly heavily.
Nalan Jingwen frowned slightly. Only then did she realize that the woman in front of her was indeed very pale, without a trace of blood. Even her fingertips were sickly white. She was thin and frail, and her body would break with the slightest touch. Her chest heaved very weakly.
Changsheng slowly closed his eyes, his dark eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a shadow on his eye sockets.
"I'm a little sleepy. You can go back now. I'll send someone to take care of your matter."
Nalan Jingwen got up and looked at her like this. For some reason, a feeling of pity welled up in his heart, and the anger that had just been ignited was extinguished.
Before she left, she turned back to look at the beauty lying languidly on the soft couch, her eyes closed, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her skin like jade, her jet-black hair falling softly over her body, every strand of hair exquisitely crafted, her dress outlining her beautiful figure.
The windows were bright and clean, and warm sunlight slipped in through the cracks, shining on her and giving her a golden glow, softening her features.
Nalan Jingwen suddenly felt that she wasn't so annoying anymore.
The door was gently closed, and silence returned.
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Nalan Jingwen strolled around her place at will. It was a huge place, comparable to a palace, like a fairyland. She walked for a long time without seeing the end, and once again marveled at the power of Changsheng's wealth.
After walking for a long time, estimating that the time was almost up, he turned back. When he returned to his courtyard, Liu Qishan was nowhere to be seen, and no one was in bed. He reached out and touched the bed; it was ice cold, indicating that Liu Qishan had been gone for a while.
Nalan Jingwen's face was grim, and unease gradually spread. She tried to suppress the unease in her heart. She knew that Liu Qishan couldn't possibly be missing here, but she still felt extremely anxious and uneasy. Scenes from before resurfaced, and the departing figure enveloped her in despair once again.
She pushed the door open and hurried out, anxiously searching. The courtyard was empty, with only a few servants sweeping and cleaning.
She grabbed a servant at random and asked, "Where is Liu Qishan?"
The man was terrified by her frightening expression and fierce eyes, and he stammered, "In, in the kitchen."
Nalan Jingwen threw the person aside and strode towards the kitchen, ignoring the many strange and surprised looks she received along the way.
The kitchen door was pushed open with a loud bang, startling everyone inside, who turned around and dropped what they were holding.
Nalan Jingwen searched, and when his gaze fell on the blue-clad figure, he couldn't look away.
Liu Qishan turned around, looking somewhat puzzled. There was still some white powder on the tip of his nose, making him look a little dazed and cute.
Nalan Jingwen strode forward, pulled the man into a tight embrace, and inhaled his scent deeply.
Liu Qishan was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace. His expression froze slightly before he smiled gently, nuzzled her cheek, and said softly, "Why are you here?"
Nalan Jingwen didn't say anything, hugged him for a while, and then let go.
"It's nothing. I didn't see you, but the servants told me you were here, so I came to find you."
Liu Qishan looked up, sensing her unease, and gently kissed her chin.
"I am here, I have not left you."
Nalan Jingwen gave a soft "hmm," raised her hand to wipe the powder off his nose, and changed the subject, asking, "What are you doing?"
Liu Qishan then remembered something, called out softly, and quickly went over to open the lid of the steamer. Steam rushed out, and Nalan Jing swiftly pulled the person over and held them in his arms.
"Hey, Young Master Liu, is your hibiscus cake ready yet?"
Liu Qishan then realized there was someone else there, blushed, and stepped out of her embrace, wanting to get the hibiscus cake from the steamer.
Nalan Jingwen simply walked past him, took the hibiscus cake from the steamer, and pulled him out as if he didn't feel the heat.
She casually found a pavilion to sit down, and Liu Qishan sat down next to her, saying, "I've been bored here these days, so I learned these things and thought I'd cook them for you. Today is perfect, there's still plenty of time, let's try out the results of these past few days."