"Mrs. Xu, Mr. Ling's matter has not been settled yet, so Pindao needs to stay at your house for a few nights."
Yan Yan's eyes fell faintly on Qingyu.
With Qingyu's ability, how could it possibly take such a long time? This guy must be here just to make ends meet.
Qingyu ignored Yan Ji's teasing gaze and said again, "Only by solving the root cause can future troubles be eliminated forever. Otherwise, after we leave, Mr. Xu will..."
"Okay!" Mrs. Xu responded quickly.
She didn't want to see Xu Yiyuan so unpopular again.
Mrs. Xu wanted to invite Yan Yu and others into the guest room, but Qingyu said it would be best to find a wing in Mr. Xu's yard.
"Those are servants' bedrooms." Mrs. Xu hesitated.
Judging from the looks on Shen Beizhu and Yan Yan's faces, they also wanted to stay.
Shen Beizhu is the eldest son of Prince Shen's Mansion, and if he is allowed to live in the servants' bedroom, Mrs. Xu is always worried about causing trouble for the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"How about living on the waterside pavilion outside the master's yard?" the nanny beside Mrs. Xu suggested, "There is a verandah there that leads directly to the master's yard."
This is what Xu Yiyuan saw in Huajieliu Lane. There are all kinds of tricks, and he always likes to have sex with men and women on that waterside pavilion.
"Very well, please clean up the waterside pavilion and don't neglect the distinguished guests." Mrs. Xu ordered.
"We haven't used up the food we had before." Qingyu suddenly spoke, and her face instantly turned red when she saw the others looking at him.
He was not hungry when he came, but now his stomach was growling.
Yan Yan was still thinking about the lamb legs and chicken drumsticks on her table.
Before leaving the bedroom, Yan Yan subconsciously glanced into the room.
His eyes happened to fall on the secret play picture, and the beautiful face on the picture scroll was still captivating.
When Yan Yan looked over, his half-concealed eyes seemed to lift up and glance at her.
"Heh." Yan Yan chuckled.
Shen Beizhu and Qingyu both looked at her curiously.
"Nothing, let's go quickly, the food will turn into ice cubes in a while." Yan Yan walked forward briskly.
——She did not straighten the scroll.
The other side of the waterside pavilion leads to the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Some people didn't want to go far, so they simply passed through Xu Yiyuan's courtyard.
Mrs. Xu fell ill before because of Xu Yiyuan's incident. These days, she can stand up but is quite exhausted.
At this time, there were only a few maids and servants left in Xu Yiyuan's bedroom.
Shen Beizhu came to Xu Yiyuan's personal servant and asked doubtfully, "You always stay by Brother Xu's side. How come you don't know where the secret play picture came from?"
They asked Mrs. Xu, and Mrs. Xu said she saw the scroll after she returned from Wanxiang Mountain. Others in the house also suddenly saw the secret play in Xu Yiyuan's bedroom.
As for where Xu Yiyuan got it, no one in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion knew.
"Tell me, when did you know that painting?"
After Mrs. Xu went to Wanxiang Mountain, the Prime Minister was busy with court affairs all day long and never paid attention to the backyard.
Therefore, during the few days when Mrs. Xu was not at home, she almost lived in Hualiu Street.
Xu Yiyuan came to have fun. After entering Hua Niang's wing, the servant guarded the door with discernment.
"However, one day, the young master suddenly disappeared."
On Hualiu Street in the capital, an oiran is selected from each brothel every year.
Among them, Manchun Tower has produced an oiran for three years, and young men from aristocratic families also like to go to Manchun Tower.
Similarly, Xu Yiyuan spent more time in Manchun House than in other brothels.
He doesn't like courtesan, but likes the pink girl from Manchun Tower.
One day, after he entered Taohong's wing again, he disappeared.
The boy saw that Xu Yiyuan had not come out after entering the wing. He knocked on the door and saw no one answered. When he opened the door, he found that there was no one in the room.
Mrs. Xu went to Wanxiang Mountain and specifically told them to keep an eye on the young master. Xu Yiyuan suddenly disappeared, and the servant quickly sent someone to look for him.
But before anyone came from the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xu Yiyuan suddenly appeared again.
"When we found the young master, he had a picture scroll in his hand." The boy said, "Since then, he has been staying in the yard and never going out."
"He disappeared from Taohong's wing, so where did you find him?"
"In the house, it's in the young master's bedroom."
"Awesome, is this an earth-escape technique or a teleportation technique?" Yan Yan sighed, "With so many of you looking for him, how can you still get him to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion from Manchun Tower?"
The boy had a look on his face, not knowing how to reply.
"Brother Xu didn't say how he returned to the house?"
The young man shook his head and said, "Young master will not talk to us after returning home, nor will he mention what happened at Manchun Tower."
"Where was the pink girl at that time?" Qingyu asked.
"Miss Taohong said she left the building."
"Absence means absence, why should she say that she is not here? Do you mean to suspect that she may not be telling the truth at that time?" Yan Yan stared at the boy in front of him.
The young man was silent for a while and said, "The young master said before that he wanted to take Taohong back to his house, but the lady didn't agree and the matter was settled."
"So she hated Brother Xu and caused him to become what he is now?" Shen Beizhu asked suspiciously after what the boy said.
The boy stopped talking, as if acquiescing to Shen Beizhu's suspicion.
When passing by the young man, Yan Yan's eyes still fell on him.
The boy lowered his head and stood in front of him a pair of women's embroidered shoes. The dark embroidered shoes were embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with white thread.
The embroidered shoes were spotless, like shoes on a dead man's feet that had never been off the ground.
"Why do you want to lead us to suspect Tao Hong? Are you afraid that Mrs. Xu will find out about your loss of Xu Yiyuan?"
The cold female voice sounded in the boy's ears like a jade being struck, sending shivers down his spine.
"No, little one." The boy quickly begged for mercy.
"Are you afraid? I just said it casually." Yan Yan raised his head and left, leaving the boy alone in panic.
After Xu Yiyuan's courtyard, you pass through a verandah that leads directly to the lake. In the middle of the lake is the Waterside Pavilion.
There is only one sleeping wing in the Shuixie Pavilion, and the rest are pavilions.
Shen Beizhu and Qing Yu had already agreed to leave the only private room to Yan Yan, and they found two imperial concubine couches on the balcony to lie down on.
Yan Yan stood in front of the door of the wing and the tip of his nose twitched, then turned around and lay down on the other imperial concubine's couch.
"Aren't you going inside?" Shen Beizhu asked in shock.
"Well, just here is fine. It's just a couch inside, and it's not as cool as outside."
Shen Beizhu looked at the lake that was about to freeze and the snowflakes floating in from the balcony.
It's a good thing if no one froze to death.
The nun next to Mrs. Xu didn't know what she thought, but she actually let them live in this waterside pavilion in the middle of winter.
Fortunately, all three of them are not afraid of the severe cold.
etc!
Shen Beizhu took off his fur-edged cloak and walked around the balcony a few times.
He doesn't feel cold?!
Qingyu took out all the magic weapons in his bag and wiped them. When Shen Beizhu passed by him, he saw something in his peripheral vision.
Looking up, Shen Beizhu saw a piece of talisman paper taped behind Shen Beizhu's back.