Chapter 196 - 196 194 I Am Her Chief Attendant

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196: Chapter 194: I Am Her Chief Attendant 196: Chapter 194: I Am Her Chief Attendant The moment Lan Youdie’s longsword cleaved open the jadeite carriage door, all nine unicorns silently closed their eyes and refrained from attacking. The street fell into a brief calm, and the sword tip in Lan Youdie’s hand trembled, nearly dropping to the ground. The moonlight shone coldly, the heavy snow silent. From Lan Youdie’s angle, she could see Fang Geyu’s small hand sneaking into Baili An’s tattered clothing at his waist. As her wrist inadvertently lifted a segment of his hem, whether intentional or not, it exposed a stretch of pale, uncovered waist under Lan Youdie’s frozen gaze. Xianling City was a city where night never fell, and the moonlight dazzled while the bright lights never went out. Even in the deep of night, the streets were not dark and obscure. Thus, Lan Youdie saw, in clear light, that smoothly contoured side of his waist. As Baili An struggled and pushed in “humiliation,” his muscles unconsciously tensed into attractive lines. His pale skin should have appeared somewhat frail, but the taut curve of his waist only made it seem exceptionally tight and powerful. Even for Lan Youdie, who was accustomed to teasing courtesans, her face couldn’t help but burn red. Only two words remained in her heart. Nice waist. Looking at the youth, who appeared to be holding his breath with a slightly flushed face, his black and white eyes remained surprisingly composed. No sweat was visible on his forehead, his collar was torn and disheveled, yet in such a clear-headed state, he caused Lan Youdie’s heart to heat up, and the critical words she had reached her lips were temporarily forgotten. Looking at him, he didn’t seem intoxicated from a wandering heart; he looked more like someone under duress… A flame of unnamed anger suddenly rose in Lan Youdie’s heart. This tender piece of good cabbage, how could it be plowed by this little piglet Fang Geyu! She immediately swung her longsword and sliced off a lock of green hair lifted by the wind from Fang Geyu, demanding sharply, “What are you doing?!” Hearing the whistling of the sword, Fang Geyu leisurely propped herself up halfway, her palm resting on Baili An’s chest. She slowly raised her eyes, and despite the seemingly indifferent eyebrows that looked like snow-covered, there was a hint of redness at the edges of her eyes that added a unique charm of flirtatious grace. Fang Geyu looked at her impatiently, “Does Miss need your permission to do what I wish?” Lan Youdie’s eyelid twitched as she clearly saw the red mark bitten into Baili An’s flesh beneath the torn collar, the bite was severe enough to draw blood. Fang Geyu’s smile held a mocking tone, “Since when have you started meddling in other people’s private matters?” Lan Youdie darkened her face, “Tonight the Emperor’s secret treasure has been stolen, and I’ve come to pursue the thief. Fang Geyu, being away from home all night, you naturally raise suspicion. Now, cooperate with the investigation without delay!” Fang Geyu looked at her indifferently, “What now, do you want me to strip and search my body?” Her gaze was cold and disdainful, as if she couldn’t be bothered, “Even if I strip, would you dare to search?” Knowing she would respond thus, Lan Youdie let out a cold laugh and produced a sky-blue gemstone from her sleeve, “This is the secret stone of Xianling City, which reacts to anyone who steals the secret treasures of the city. Fang Geyu, do you dare let me check inside the carriage?” “Why wouldn’t I dare,” Fang Geyu replied with a smile, graciously making room, lazily reclining on the beauty couch inside the carriage. Baili An also silently adjusted his clothing, his gaze fixed on the white tassels outside the carriage, about to be buried in the heavy snow. Lan Youdie dismounted and after sheathing her sword, picked up the tassels from the ground and handed them to Baili An, asking, “Sir, do you perhaps recognize the Taixuan Ninth?” Baili An nodded and thanked her, “I call her ‘sister.'” Taixuan Nine Classics Wen Hanwei, known to be a lone figure, it was unheard that she had a blood brother. But with this token’s tassel in hand, there was no room for doubt. Lan Youdie asked further, “Could you please tell me your name?” Baili An replied, “Si Chen.” Si Chen? Lan Youdie’s gaze fell on the remaining red mark on his neck and narrowed her eyes subtly, “It seems you and the Taixuan Ninth do not share a surname.” Baili An remained unflustered, “We were separated at a young age and it was only after many years we were reunited. My sister followed our father’s surname, while I took my mother’s.” The Corpse King, who was inexplicably given his mother’s surname and far away in the unknown Dark Kingdom, suddenly shivered for no apparent reason. As they conversed, Lan Youdie had already meticulously searched every corner of the carriage without sparing a single spot, yet the secret stone in her hand showed no reaction. Under Fang Geyu’s languid and contemptuous gaze, Lan Youdie moved the secret stone around her as well, only to find it still unresponsive. She inwardly frowned. Could it be true that tonight’s theft of the secret treasure had nothing to do with Fang Geyu? Yet in this world, there couldn’t be so many coincidences. As Lan Youdie pondered, she made her way towards Baili An. Fang Geyu’s heart tightened suddenly. Though Baili An’s gaze was calm and indifferent, as if he were well-prepared. But seeing Lan Youdie advancing with her sword towards him, Fang Geyu couldn’t help pressing her palm onto the hilt of her own sword. Should the cycle fragment be found upon Baili An, she held the absolute right to execute him on the blade in an instant. Better to take the initiative than to be at someone else’s mercy. Unexpectedly, Lan Youdie didn’t employ the secret stone just yet and glanced around. Finally looking at Baili An, she smiled, “Sir Si Chen, your robe is dyed with much blood and there is quite a streak here on the ground. If passions ran deep on a night of wind and snow, it should have been a tender and intimate affair, how did it end up such a mess.” To Lan Youdie’s doubts, Baili An remained composed and, with a faint smile, lifted his bleeding arm and said, “I am Miss Ge’er’s courtesan.” Stated so openly and calmly. Even Lan Youdie, who had kept many courtesans, was shocked. Fang Geyu’s hand on her sword slipped, nearly tumbling off the beauty couch. Miss Ge’er? Miss Ge’er?? My own mother never called me that!!! Without waiting for Lan Youdie to ask further, Baili An clenched his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly. Pale-faced, he turned slightly red from the coughing. With a calm demeanor as if speaking of someone else’s affairs, he said with a light laugh: “After all, the exuberance of youth occasionally goes too far. Despite my status, I still wanted to flaunt my undeniably amazing sister’s high standing. Miss Ge’er took a sudden fancy, and I insisted on resisting, sweeping away her good spirits – it was merely a matter of swallowing a little bitterness.” He put it so clearly and logically, leaving no room for errors, as if it was very serious. As if she was truly annoyed by his non-cooperation, she’d punished him with a stroke of the sword in the carriage. After steadying herself, Fang Geyu sat in stunned silence, looking at the youth leaning against the carriage wall with his head bowed. Perhaps it was the lighting or some other illusion. She found his gaze towards her unexpectedly gentle and calm. In this world, which man does not harbor pride; which man would willingly demote himself. Yet, he spoke the words “courtesan” so calmly and indifferently as if it truly meant nothing to him. Lan Youdie uttered a light snort, casting Fang Geyu a glance, “It matches your domineering nature perfectly.”

Chapter 196 - 196 194 I Am Her Chief Attendant

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