The second set of cases in Case 51: The Granary of Heaven

  Sorry, I came back too late last night and didn't update. I'll make up for it today and there will be another one tonight. Sorry sorry.

  Those words from Xiao Jiu made me shiver all the way, and the atmosphere between us suddenly became strange. So on the way back, I continued to sleep, even though he scolded me as a pig, I still slept, this day and night of bumps, I don't want to stare at Xiao Jiu's loving eyes all the time.

  On the bus, I had a dream that I was gazing deeply at Xiao Jiu, and then couldn't help but make a wrong move, resulting in a strong gust of wind. My body switched with his, and I found myself trapped inside Xiao Jiu's body. Then, looking up at Xuan Yuan Yifei, I tried to act cute and get some treasure from him, but he completely ignored me.

  As a result, I was picked up by Long Huang and I kicked and scolded in his mouth because he had eaten feces. Then Long Huang threw me back into Nan Gong Qiuyue's house, Nan Gong Qiuyue smiled at me with an evil grin, saying you will never think of escaping from my Wuzi Mountain, I was so scared that I ran wildly, Nan Gong Qiuyue was chasing closely behind me, he became bigger and bigger, then I hit the mountain and woke up in pain.

  In front of me were Hou Xuan and Xiao Jiu's faces.

  "Ah!" I exclaimed, my heart racing wildly.

  "Madam, we're home." Hou Xian stared at my pale face in surprise, "You had a nightmare? How could you have a nightmare too?"

  I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and Xiao Jiu lazily got up to leave the carriage. I said to Hou Xuan, "It's strange, why can't I have a nightmare?"

  Hou Xian scrunched up his face and scratched his head: "My beautiful, peerless, and stunning mother said that pretty girls don't have nightmares."

  "Ah?" I opened my mouth wide, and even Xiao Jiu stopped and looked at Hou Xuan with a strange expression. Was Hou Xuan praising me? No, he should be saying that the scenery is beautiful and refreshing.

  "Could it be that my mother was wrong?" Hou Xuan's face was full of doubt, but soon he became certain. "My mother wouldn't be wrong, because she said that beautiful girls are too beautiful, so the Dream God doesn't want to give them nightmares, but instead gives them dreams filled with handsome men." After finishing speaking, Hou Xuan's face was full of discontent. "This is also too unfair, the Dream God must be a man."

  I woke up from a dream, why do I still feel like I'm dreaming when looking at you now.

  "Why?" Xiao Jiu asked, and Hou Xuan angrily said: "If I'm so good-looking, why do I still have nightmares? So the dream god is male, favoring women over men."

  Looking at the adorable expression on his face, I suddenly felt that I loved the "old mother" in his mouth. She educated a pure and beautiful young man, no wonder people love him, butterflies chase him.

  Xiao Jiu covered her mouth and smiled secretly, turned around and got off the carriage. Hou Xian stretched out his hand to help me down, but it was already deep in the night, and there was not a single person on the dark streets. Long Huang slipped away and crawled into a dog hole by the side of the Guardian Mansion, while we still had to wait for someone to open the door.

  The old steward suddenly appeared at the door like a ghost, and Xiaojiu yawned, saying that he would rest for one night and make arrangements again. After thinking about it, this trip took a total of three and a half days, with no rest on the road, eating in the wind and sleeping under the dew. For Xiaojiu's young body, it was indeed hard work.

  Because I didn't go to Qingzhou, there are two and a half more days now. Everyone will rest for one night, and then there are still two days left.

  There was no Xiaoyu, I had Qing'er, Qing'er's full name is Qingxuan, she was my personal maid whom I trained in the Hu Guo Fu. After Xiaoyu followed Xiao Jiu, I didn't have a personal maid by my side anymore. Although I don't have the idea of enslaving others, having a little follower to show off with can satisfy my vanity.

  Qing'er and Xiao Ru's biggest difference is that Qing'er is simpler than Xiao Ru. Xiao Ru was trained by the Feng family, skilled in both literature and martial arts. Qing'er was raised by me, gluttonous and restless, indeed what kind of master raises what kind of servant...

  Xiao Jiu fell asleep as soon as she lay down, but I couldn't sleep for a while. Qing'er prepared bath water, snacks and fruit for me. Look, how well she understands me, how considerate she is.

  In order not to disturb Xiao Jiu, Qing Er moved the bathtub to the adjacent room and set up a screen to separate out a bathroom.

  "Madam, you've been away for two days, nothing has changed at the Guardian's Manor." Qing'er helped me take off my clothes, and the fishing net-like shirt was full of dust. She sniffed it and frowned, "Why does it smell like dog poop?"

  Dog shit? I immediately took the clothes and smelled them, and it was indeed a dragon king who took advantage of my inattention to retaliate against me, using that mouth that had licked shit to lick my skirt.

  How hateful!

  How annoying!

  It's a dog-raising person! From Long Huang's personality, it's not hard to infer that Nan Gong Qiuyue also likes to play with yin!

  "Ma'am, why are you angry? Don't be angry, let Qing'er give you a massage and you won't be angry anymore." Qing'er helped me into the bathtub and began to massage my shoulders.

  Steamy heat, fragrance wafts. Qing Er's ten fingers are short, but exceptionally soft, the pressure is just right.

  I was eating an apple and asked Qing'er: "When I'm not around, what are those men doing?"

  "Ah—" Qing'er thought for a moment, "Nothing's changed, it's still the same as before. Far Chuan is still playing his flute and Lian Ge is still playing his zither."

  As expected, there was no miracle, and with this going on, the days at the Guardian Office became a bit dull.

  "Nan Gong Guan Ren has been in the yard all along, and only let us send food."

  Let Qing'er observe these few old men, there are several benefits.

  Yingzi doesn't know martial arts, has a simple background, and was originally just a maid at the Huoguo Mansion. She can move around without arousing suspicion. Anyway, as soon as those guys make any moves, Nan Gong Qiuyue will report back in time.

  Secondly, Xiaojiao and the others thought I wouldn't cultivate my own power, so they were more at ease with Qing'er. A little girl who doesn't know martial arts, what could she possibly do to help me? Therefore, cultivating Qing'er was the safest and most reliable option.

  "Besides, madam, there are rumors circulating outside about Chun Yu and the Cold Palace Mistress that have caused quite a stir."

  "Oh? What's going on?" She popped a candied fruit into her mouth and closed her eyes, relaxing her whole body.

  Qing'er pinched my arm: "They say it's a match made in heaven, with feelings stronger than gold. But others say the mistress is a knife-wielding thief of love, forcibly snatching men from the people. They say the mistress has always been lustful, and among all the women in the country, she's married the most husbands. They say she uses her power to satisfy her desires, deceiving and cheating countless handsome young men, not even sparing monks or children. The things they're saying are really vicious. Qing'er is getting angry just listening to them, if it weren't for mistress's orders, I would have argued with them already."

  "Good... good..."

  "Madam~~" Qing'er's tone became more severe, "How can you ruin your own reputation like this?! On the other hand, is it worth doing that for Chun Yu Shilang?! He likes Leng Yue Yao, not you..." Qing'er muttered indignantly, seemingly thinking I wasn't worth it.

  I laughed: "Qing Er, which is more important, reputation or life?"

  Qing'er didn't say anything else, but I knew she was feeling down.

  Just then, there was a light knock at the door.

  "Who?" Qing'er asked.

  "I." At the sound of this voice, I almost choked on the honey sauce, didn't expect him to come so soon, really not even giving me time to rest.