Chapter 109 – The Flower Picking Bandit (Part Nine)
“Wei Yuan understands these matters well; he neither wants to ruin his daughter’s later life nor wishes for them to lead a life under dim scriptures. Thus, there’s no choice but to find a different path. He holds your talent in high regard and deeply appreciates it; he might even consider marrying his beloved daughter to you. Now that this incident has occurred, it would be impossible for him to overlook you as a potential son-in-law. Am I wrong in saying you’re practically half a brother-in-law for the future?”
Qi Guanrang remained silent for some time, or rather, he found himself at a loss for words.
This young man named Liu Xi had analyzed correctly, though there were a few points that still puzzled him.
Jiang Pengji leaned closer, speaking conspiratorially, “It’s the Eldest Lady, right?”
Qi Guanrang’s gaze flickered; great, now he had another question.
He strode away quickly, not wanting to see the gossiping expression on Jiang Pengji’s face.
He just wanted some peace.
【Lost Love Alliance】: Why do I feel such sympathy for Guanrang? The moment he showed up, the streamer exposed everything. Bet he’s feeling a little uneasy inside. Whether @Don’t Stop Moving Strongly is relieved or not, I’m just super glad I’m not in the streamer’s environment QWQ.
Despite how enjoyable it is to watch the live stream, being able to comment and laugh at the streamer bullying others or tearing apart her own viewers, it’s all from the perspective of an observer—just taking a look for entertainment.
If someone like that existed in real life, figuring out your secrets right off the bat would be utterly terrifying.
Secrets are secrets because only a select few know them; however, Jiang Pengji’s actions broke that rule, naturally causing discomfort and rejection from others.
Not playing by the rules meant that secrets had nowhere to hide in front of her; someone like her was practically a monster!
【100% Love】: I checked the Hundred Family Surnames, and the surname should be Qi, right? It sounds like “Qi,” pronounced in the second tone.
【Night Parade of One Hundred Demons】: _(:з)∠)_ I’m just an ordinary person here, enjoying it just fine—didn’t think too much about it.
【Stowaway Non-Money】: Same here, enjoying it is enough. We’re just here to watch the stream, why overthink it?
【Streamer’s Face Front】: We’re watching the live stream from the streamer’s perspective; the viewing experience should immerse us in her position and role. If we had a dumb streamer constantly bullied and stepped on, who would want to keep watching? Right now, I’m just feasting on the entertainment.
【Streamer’s Side View】: 23333 After watching the stream, I feel like my IQ has gone up several points.
【Streamer’s Back View】: Need an IQ boost? Palace struggles live streaming can help!
Jiang Pengji: “…”
No matter the time, she was unable to face these strangely captivating viewers and their IDs.
Though Feng Jin didn’t hear what the two were discussing, seeing Qi Guanrang’s reaction reminded him of the time he was intimidated by Jiang Pengji. A wave of sympathy arose in him, and he complained to her, “You frightened him.”
“That’s what scares him? How about later then?” she said with deep meaning, “Won’t it be a surprise every day?”
【Old Driver Alliance】: Who’s causing a surprise?
Jiang Pengji: “…”
Feng Jin: “…”
A sense of impending doom washed over him.
Although Wei Yuan was feeling incredibly displeased, he still complied with Jiang Pengji’s request and let the female household members come out to take a glance through the somewhat thin screen.
She frowned and shook her head; Wei Yuan’s face darkened, prompting the maidservant to lead the women back.
Next were the house maids; unlike the female household members, they weren’t as precious and could be seen by men without issue. Thus, they gathered in the broader corridor, while house servants held torches to illuminate the area.
Seeing her serious expression, Feng Jin dared not interrupt her thoughts.
Qi Guanrang looked earnestly at Jiang Pengji, as if trying to read some useful information from her face.
However, the outcome surprised him; clearly, this was a twelve-year-old boy, the age where emotions should be most visible. Even though he received the education of a noble family, his age and experience meant he couldn’t maintain an impenetrable facade like an old fox, there would always be vulnerabilities to catch.
But this boy’s situation left him alarmed yet excited.
The harder he searched for clues, the more it indicated that this person was filled with secrets!
In Qi Guanrang’s view, the area around Dongqing had seen two extraordinary individuals in recent years: one was Mr. Yuanjing, who single-handedly reclaimed three cities at the border, and the other was Liu Zhi, who diligently revitalized Hujun, achieving feats that even many capable ministers of the previous dynasty Daxia could not.
This Liu Xi was the son of Liu Zhi, carrying his father’s charm yet also proving to be a concealed talent.
“Can Lan Ting see anything?”
Qi Guanrang surprisingly forced a stiff smile, his lips curving up awkwardly, likely due to years of scowling; smiling felt too foreign to him, so when he did, it appeared somewhat eerie and strange.
“I certainly see something; otherwise, how could I explain it to you today?”
With that, Jiang Pengji stood up and walked down the corridor, heading straight toward the group of house maids, her gaze locked onto one particular target.
It was a woman in her early thirties, with a tanned complexion, three distinct frown lines between her brows, noticeable laugh lines at the corners of her eyes, making her look several years older than her actual age. Her shoulders slouched inward slightly, giving her a very honest appearance.
The tips of her fingers peeked out from her sleeves, red and slightly purple; before being called here, she had been diligently washing clothes with well water.
At first glance, she seemed like a completely ordinary house maid, bearing a diligent and honest demeanor, without any other special traits.
If one were to pinpoint what was off, it would likely be her plain appearance, but her facial features appeared kind, instilling a strong sense of approachability.
Yet, some people naturally possess strong charisma; this alone couldn’t serve as evidence of wrongdoing.
Qi Guanrang quickly scanned the target Jiang Pengji was fixated on and felt a twinge of suspicion; what did she want with a house maid?
Could it be…?
His gaze swiftly shifted, and Qi Guanrang returned to reality, his eyes wide with astonishment at the internal answer flickering in his mind.
The truth was like this!
Qi Guanrang’s eyes flashed as he spoke, “Catch that woman!”
As Jiang Pengji approached, the house maid kept her head down, appearing like an utterly ordinary laundry worker, her expression showing no signs of a flaw.
But internally, her nerves were taut.
Just as Jiang Pengji was about to reach her, Qi Guanrang’s voice rang out, causing her… or rather, him to panic, realizing their identity had been exposed, rather than intending to deceive him.
“You still want to escape!”
The person, in a blind panic, grabbed a nearby maidservant and shoved her towards Jiang Pengji, causing chaos to erupt among the crowd, abruptly plunging everything into disarray.
Yet she remained composed, catching the screaming maidservant around the waist, spinning to steady her while unloading most of the momentum. With the other hand, she hurled a sandalwood fan towards the direction of the fleeing one, and the next moment, a blood-curdling “ah” rang out.
