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At noon, just after lunch, there were few pedestrians on the streets of Heavenly Water Bridge.

The second floor of the Pei family’s cloth store was the main accounting room of Heavenly Water Bridge. It was equivalent to the CEO’s office and was rather spacious. On the outside was the drawing room for guests, and the inner room was the study.

In the study was a large redwood desk with brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones on it. There was also a golden toad with a copper coin in its mouth at the corner of the desk.

Behind the armchair was a curio cabinet. On the left and right were jade cabbages, porcelain, and other works of art. In the middle was a treasured sword used to protect the store.

Pei Xiangjun was wearing a light summer dress and the apricot flower hairpin that Ye Jingtang had given her. She was sitting on the armchair, holding a brush in her right hand, supporting the side of her face with her left hand, and absent-mindedly drawing small circles on a piece of white paper.

Her very eye-catching chest was resting on the edge of the desk. Coupled with her dazed eyes, she didn’t look like a sect master at all. She looked more like a charming secretary who was dawdling in the afternoon.

Pei Xiangjun had still not recovered from her inexplicable defeat last night. There were thousands of emotions in her eyes, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

Just as she was daydreaming, the sound of horse hooves and the conversation between two people came from the street.

“Old Yang, ask Chen Biao to find a shopkeeper who knows his way around to help buy a few pieces of furniture…”

“Alright. Young Master, what do you want?”

“Firm ones. The old bed at home shakes when I sleep. I can’t sleep well.”

“Chirp?”

Pei Xiangjun came back to her senses, got up, and walked to the window facing the street. She opened the window and looked around. She could see Ye Jingtang standing at the entrance of the escort agency with the bird on his shoulder, talking to the old escort Yang Chao while the bird was hitting Ye Jingtang’s face with its head.

Buying a bed… shakes… Pei Xiangjun blinked. She felt that the meaning behind these two things was not small, but she didn’t interrupt. When Ye Jingtang passed by the cloth store, she moved her hand slightly and pushed a branch down.

Whoosh!

Ye Jingtang, who was leading his horse and passing by below, reached out and grabbed the branch without looking up. It seemed that his martial arts skills had indeed improved a lot compared to when he just entered the capital.

Pei Xiangjun didn’t say anything. She returned to her desk, assumed the bearing of a sect master, and seriously calculated the accounts.

Tap, tap, tap…

Soon, a conversation sounded from downstairs.

“Young Master Ye, welcome. Third Lady is upstairs. I’ll help you hold the bird.”

“Hehe…”

Ye Jingtang walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.

Pei Xiangjun didn’t raise her head and continued looking at the account book seriously. “Jingtang, why are you here so early?”

“I’m done with the matters in the palace. I came here to ask Yang Zhao to help buy a few pieces of furniture.” Ye Jingtang put the branch back on the windowsill and sat down in front of the tea sea.

Seeing Third Lady’s smart and capable appearance, he asked, “Is there a lot to do? I learned how to do the accounts in the escort agency. Do you need help?”

After Pei Xiangjun scribbled on the account book for a moment, she closed it with a look of worry on her face. “That’s right. The Zhou family’s matter is over for the time being, but we still can’t recover the money we’ve lost in the past few years. Look at the street outside. There’s not a single customer. More than a hundred shopkeepers and employees are taking a nap, and I still have to pay them their monthly salary…”

“It’s too sunny at noon, and it’s just past lunchtime, so it’s normal there are no customers. Besides, isn’t there a madam buying cloth below? Xiuhe is with her. It looks like a big order…”

Pei Xiangjun stood up, walked straight to Ye Jingtang’s side to sit down, and began to brew tea skillfully. “Sigh- That’s a madam from Literary Virtue Bridge. She wants to learn from the marquis’s manor next door and get a few good sets of clothes for her maidservants and servants, but her heart aches for the silver. She’s been bargaining since the morning until now, and her arguments are as good as the Dragon Slaying Decree. She can’t wait to hack me to death…”

The seat behind the tea set was quite big, but no matter how big it was, it was still a seat for one person. When Pei Xiangjun sat down, she was right beside him.

Ye Jingtang felt that something was wrong and moved to the side, but he had no room to move. However, it wasn’t right for him to get up, so he could only look intently at the tea set. “I know a little about escort agencies, but I really don’t know much about the cloth business… By the way, I have something to ask you.”

Pei Xiangjun used a bamboo leaf-shaped tea knife to cut a tea brick and asked, “What is it?”

“Do we sell women’s clothes here?”

Pei Xiangjun blinked her almond-shaped eyes and looked at Ye Jingtang. “Are you going to buy some new clothes for Miss Ning’er?”

Ye Jingtang shook his head. “Not really. Then… when women wear a skirt in the summer and a pair of pants underneath, and it’s hot, is there anything like…”

Pei Xiangjun understood what he meant. Her gaze was a little strange. “Pants that are more immoral?”

?

Ye Jingtang still hadn’t figured out what the palace maid Yuhu was wearing, so he had no idea how to ask. Seeing that Third Lady managed the cloth store, he asked casually, but she was so direct that it was a little difficult for him to answer. “On the way here, I heard some idlers talking nonsense. I was just curious. I’m just asking casually.”

Pei Xiangjun blinked her almond-shaped eyes and was very honest. “No matter how hot the weather is, it’s impossible not to wear anything under the skirt. The difference is just in the length. I heard from the madams of Literary Virtue Bridge that the imperial tailors in the palace have developed a kind of undergarment that’s very bold. Probably…”

Pei Xiangjun put down the tea set and gestured at the side of her leg. “Such short pants can be folded into a rouge box. Wearing them is the same as not wearing them. They’re especially cool.”

Ye Jingtang looked at the place where Third Lady was gesturing and thought of the scene he had seen when he sparred with Miss Yuhu today. He suddenly realized. Red panties… The women in this world are more spicy than I imagined…

Seeing the strange look in Ye Jingtang’s eyes, Pei Xiangjun said gently, “Ordinary women don’t dare to dress like this. When I wear them, I have to wear a pair of pants over them.”

?!

Ye Jingtang sat up straight and felt that something was wrong with Third Lady. “Third Lady, there’s no need to tell me this.”

Pei Xiangjun brewed tea without changing her expression. “I’m just explaining to you. It’s not like I don’t wear pants. But my clothes were all made by your aunt. Her skills are definitely not as good as the tailors in the palace. I heard from the madams of Literary Virtue Bridge that the imperial tailors in the palace weave them in one go, and there are no seams. After putting them on, they fit snugly and are very close to the body. Unfortunately, ordinary people can’t see them at all…”

Fit snugly… Ye Jingtang felt that there was something wrong with this topic. It was really not appropriate to continue the conversation. He changed the topic and said, “Third Lady, didn’t you say that you wanted to teach me the fist technique? Why don’t we practice now?”

Pei Xiangjun poured tea first and handed the small teacup to Ye Jingtang before putting down the tea set. She got up, went to the inner room at the side, and changed into a short white combat suit.

Ye Jingtang took a sip of tea, took off his saber, and placed it aside. He walked to the middle of the room and looked around carefully. He saw Third Lady standing in front of him in a decent boxing stance. “Song Chi’s ‘Eight Extremities of Thunder’ is extremely firm and extremely yang. Its strength is capable of shaking mountains. The moves are fierce and violent…”

While speaking, she was shaking her shoulders and elbows.

Whoosh!

Bam!

A loud sound suddenly rang out in the room, and the tea in the teacup rippled.

This punch was really fierce, and Third Lady’s aura was also very strong. But with her round and smooth figure, no matter how he looked at her, she didn’t have any deterrence at all when she clenched her fists and assumed such a fierce posture.

Ye Jingtang’s gaze was slightly strange as he nodded slightly. “Good fist technique.”

After Pei Xiangjun returned from West King Town, she had been secretly practicing the fist technique. In order to be a good master, she had put in a lot of effort. Seeing Ye Jingtang being a little nonchalant, she was quite dissatisfied and hooked her finger. “Fist and leg martial arts are advanced techniques. There’s no point in practicing the moves directly. You have to start from the basics. Come try and hit me.”

Hearing this, Ye Jingtang didn’t say much and obediently acted as a sparring partner. He clenched his fists, slowly lowered his body, and attacked the center of Pei Xiangjun’s body with a simple straight punch.

Tread-

The floor on the second floor trembled slightly.

When the punch came, Pei Xiangjun rushed out at the same time. Her left hand blocked the punch, and her right shoulder crashed into Ye Jingtang’s arms.

Bam!

If this were for real, Ye Jingtang would probably be severely injured.

But Pei Xiangjun was clearly not ruthless. After colliding with him, she grabbed his right arm and threw him over her shoulder.

Boom!

The floor shook.

Ye Jingtang was neatly thrown to the floor by the petite Third Lady. He thought that it was over, but he found that she immediately put him in a grappling hold.

This hold was a rear naked choke. She held him from behind and encircled his neck with her left arm.

After Ye Jingtang landed, he leaned his entire body into Third Lady’s arms. He felt as if he was leaning on an air mattress. He could feel the indescribable smoothness through the fabric…

?!

Ye Jingtang tried to break free, but Third Lady held him even tighter, and he could only raise his hands. “Third Lady?”

Pei Xiangjun’s expression was slightly fierce. While holding Ye Jingtang, she said solemnly, “I’m teaching you martial arts. Do you think I’m joking with you? If you encounter an opponent and become casually restrained like this, do you know what the outcome will be?”

If Ye Jingtang could fight an enemy to such an extent in a battle, his neck would definitely be broken. But in a battle at the Grandmaster level, it was impossible for him to expose his back in actual combat. He leaned in Third Lady’s arms and hurriedly said, “I understand my mistake. Third Lady, this move is wrong…”

“What’s wrong?” Pei Xiangjun frowned slightly and lectured, “Try breaking free.”

Leaning against the ‘soft pillows’, Ye Jingtang didn’t know where to put his hands. Seeing that Third Lady wasn’t letting go, he put on a serious expression. “Alright. I was careless and didn’t have a proper attitude. I’ll learn seriously.”

ii

Hmph~”

Seeing that Ye Jingtang had straightened his attitude, Pei Xiangjun let go of him, stood up, and assumed a boxing stance again.

Ye Jingtang flipped over and stood up. He didn’t dare to be careless anymore.. He stared at Third Lady with all his attention and began to learn the fist technique…