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“Chirp chirp chirp!”

In the main courtyard, the curtains in the elegant boudoir were hanging down, and Pei Xiangjun was lying on her side, sleeping soundly on her pillow.

Because it was midsummer, the thin blanket was only slightly draped around her waist. Her upper body was wearing a triangular undergarment made of water cloud brocade. Under her pear-shaped waist, she was wearing very cool clothes.

After returning from the fight near the East Market, Pei Xiangjun took some medicine and fell asleep early. According to her usual habits, she would wake up naturally early in the morning.

But she didn’t know how long she slept for. In a daze, she felt that something was wrong and opened her eyes.

Swish-

Pei Xiangjun turned over on the bed, lifted the curtain, and looked at the chaise longue in the outer room. The vixen who should have been lying there reading had disappeared.

Pei Xiangjun blinked and felt that something was wrong. She quietly sat up, put on a thin dress, bound her clothes slightly, and went to the window to listen.

Luo Ning was staying at the Pei residence temporarily. Due to her special status, it was difficult for Pei Xiangjun to arrange a guest room in the outer residence, but it was also impossible for her to share a bed with the vixen. The room she had arranged was a wing on the side of the main room, only dozens of steps away.

She listened carefully. The room was silent. There were no words, but there were some subtle movements. It sounded… indescribable.

This vixen is here…

Is Jingtang back?!

Pei Xiangjun’s eyes were full of suspicion. After some thought, she silently jumped out of the window and followed the corridor to the window of the room. The sounds became clearer.

She still didn’t understand what was going on…

Pei Xiangjun hesitated for a moment. She leaned against the edge of the window, licked her finger with the tip of her tongue, carefully made a small hole in the window paper, and looked inside.

The room was clean and tidy. The candle lamp on the dressing table was emitting a dim yellow light.

The usually cold and aloof vixen was wearing small, black, cut-out underwear…

When Pei Xiangjun saw these quality smallclothes, surprise flashed across her eyes. She didn’t expect this cult mistress, who looked conservative and aloof, to be so coquettish in private.

Upon closer look…

Between the curtains, the cold and extraordinary Jingtang was leaning against the head of the bed, and his broad chest and abdominal muscles were clearly visible. He looked like a lord.

On the other hand, the usually fierce and aloof vixen was not fierce at all now…

?!

Seeing this, Pei Xiangjun thought that Jingtang was bullying and coercing the girl in private, but looking carefully…

The vixen was pretending to be aggrieved…

This was the first time Pei Xiangjun had seen such a scene. The impact was a little too great. She watched in a daze. Before she could come back to her senses, she realized that Jingtang, who was leaning against the head of the bed, had raised his eyes and looked at the window.

Pei Xiangjun’s expression changed slightly as she hid back in her room. A subtle voice sounded from next door.

“Is Third Lady awake?”

“Doesn’t sound like it.”

“Oh- Little thief, are you done-?”

“Hehe…”

Pei Xiangjun sat alone on the edge of her canopy bed and looked at the empty room. She couldn’t help thinking about when she had fought over Ye Jingtang at the door and suffered a crushing defeat. Her eyes slowly turned sour.

After an unknown period of dejectedness, there was suddenly a sound outside.

Creak-

Pei Xiangjun immediately returned to her senses. She wanted to get up and see what the two of them were doing, but footsteps approached and arrived at her door.

Thump! Thump!

Pei Xiangjun was slightly startled. She hurriedly lay down and pretended to be sleepy. “Who is it?”

“It’s me. Third Lady, are you asleep?”

Pei Xiangjun felt that Jingtang was here to confirm that she had peeped just now. Her eyes were a little flustered, and she hesitated for a moment. “I was woken up by the knock on the door. If you… you have something to say, come in and talk.”

The door opened.

Ye Jingtang, dressed neatly, walked in from the door to the inner room. When he saw that Third Lady was wearing clothes, he lifted the bead curtain.

Pei Xiangjun sat up. Her eyes were a little evasive as she pretended that nothing had happened. “You just came back? Have you finished your work outside?”

Ye Jingtang definitely didn’t just come back. He knew that Third Lady had run to the window just now and was afraid that she would feel wronged for half the night, so he had come over.

Ye Jingtang walked over to her, sat down on the makeup stool, held her wrist, and checked her pulse carefully. “I’m not done yet, but I don’t think I need to go out tonight. I’ve been too busy with the things in the government these two days. Third Lady, your back is injured, but I haven’t visited you yet. Today, I even asked you to go into battle with your injury…”

Pei Xiangjun blinked her almond-shaped eyes. Seeing that Ye Jingtang didn’t seem to notice that she had peeked just now, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Then she said resentfully, “Your Ning’er is useless. She can only be fierce at home. When it comes to fighting and killing outside, if 1 don’t help you, who will?”

Ye Jingtang smiled. “I know that you’re capable. Not only are your businesses orderly, but your spearmanship is also superb. However, Ning’er is still very powerful. It’s just that her fighting style is relatively stable. Third Lady, when you fight others in the future, you should prioritize your own safety. Don’t fight so hard.”

“Hmph-i” Pei Xiangjun’s heart warmed. She glanced at Ye Jingtang and said, “I’ll show you a house on Heavenly Water Bridge…”

“You are familiar with the capital, so it’s naturally best if you have time to help me find a house. But I’ll pay for it myself. Please don’t pay for it…”

“You’re the young master of the Red Flower Pavilion. After doing so much, the hall should reward you according to the pavilion rules. If you don’t want it, in the future, all the disciples will learn from you, the young master. Then, who will be willing to work hard for the pavilion? This matter will be recorded in the public account. I’m not using my personal money to give you a red packet.”

When Ye Jingtang heard Third Lady mention that it was work compensation, he naturally didn’t refuse. “Okay, you can make the arrangements as you see fit.”

“Alright, you woke me up in the middle of the night to comfort me. I don’t know what you’re thinking… Go to bed. I’m tired.”

“Third Lady, rest early.”

Ye Jingtang got up and left the bedroom.

Pei Xiangjun fell onto her pillow, bit her lower lip, and looked at the closed door.. She felt much better than before…