Yang Ruxin was startled, and when she turned around, she saw Dao Xuzi watching her with keen interest, which made her twitch the corner of her mouth, "I stumbled upon it accidentally, how was I supposed to notify you? Besides, they’re still undressed over there, are you interested in seeing that?"
Dao Xuzi’s face became somewhat embarrassed, "Never mind, I’ll leave."
"Wait a moment." Yang Ruxin’s eyes lit up, "Go back and let Mengmeng know, have him go to the old residence and say something..."
The expression on Dao Xuzi’s face turned mischievous for a moment, "You’re quite the wicked girl, but I like it, You’ve got what it takes to be my disciple..."
"Stop rambling, just go, there will be roast meat for dinner tonight..."
Upon hearing there was good food, Dao Xuzi turned and vanished without a trace.
Now, Yang Ruxin felt relieved. She had been wondering how to notify Yang Baifu, because if she was too late, and Yang Baichuan returned to town, then even if Yang Baifu were furious, by the time he went into town and found Yang Baichuan, his rage would have cooled down.
With this thought, she couldn’t help but touch her nose. Was she being too wicked? But... Heihei, wickedness be damned, men don’t love women who aren’t wicked anyway. As long as her Gu Qingheng didn’t mind, that was enough. Besides, she always believed in fighting fire with fire; against those who lacked morals and boundaries, reasoning with them was as effective as farting. Accordingly, only force could instill fear in them and make them think twice.
This time, she wanted to make the old residence utterly notorious, completely scorned by the people.
Besides, such an opportunity had been handed to her on a silver platter; it would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
Pulling her thoughts back, Yang Ruxin’s gaze returned to the crowd, but in the blink of an eye, a few people not far from the crowd drew her attention. Why were Qi Yong and Qi Jingyi here again? And who was the man with them? His bearing and demeanor seemed somewhat similar; could he also be a prince?
A short distance away, Qi Jingyi’s mood was somewhat sour. In the last few days, he had nearly been annoyed to death by his younger brother, who insisted on following him everywhere, making it difficult for him to come and find Gu Qingheng.
Fortunately, the message from Brother Crown Prince had arrived. Since the youngest brother also wanted to see Gu Qingheng, let him meet him then. After meeting, he would give up on the idea. Therefore, after strolling around Baihua County, he had returned to Budong Village.
Another annoyance was that Brother Crown Prince had instructed him to marry a woman from the Shen Family. In truth, having one more or one less woman didn’t really matter to him—his mansion was already filled with them. However, those women had at least once stirred something in him, even if just for a moment, but he hadn’t taken a liking to any of the Shen Family women. Nevertheless, for the sake of Brother Crown Prince, he had to tough it out.
"Eighth brother, the customs of this village are really progressive," said Qi Jingrong excitedly as he looked at the group of people not far away, embroiled in conflict, "Men and women, in broad daylight, are actually..."
"Are you envious?" Qi Jingyi looked back at Qi Jingrong, "I noticed the widow’s figure isn’t bad, how about..."
Qi Jingrong shuddered and hurriedly shook his head, "Eighth brother is really joking..." He quickly pointed ahead, "Let’s focus on the commotion..."
Lin Yue’e obviously knew that her man had been to that widow Lü’s bed and firmly believed that if the woman said she could do something, she most certainly would. At this moment, she found herself unconsciously backing down. She couldn’t afford to quarrel with her man, nor could she be without a son; otherwise, she would lose everything.