Qian Yue also returned to the city with great regret.

She had a meal at the inn where she stayed, sat in the room, lit a plate of incense, and drank a pot of tea, then she felt a little bored.

Looking out the window at the gradually setting sun, she thought about it, left the inn, and walked towards Huaping Lake.

Huaping Lake is a bit desolate in autumn.

The row of willow trees on the shore are almost losing their leaves.

The slender dead leaves that fell on the ground were floating in the autumn wind by the lake, like soulless people.

Qianyue has a soul.

She is a specially trained secret agent from the Third Chamber of the Privy Council with a special mission.

Of course she would not have unlimited fantasies about her future husband like those wealthy ladies in her boudoir.

In fact, when she entered the third hospital, she knew that she could not have any illusions.

She belongs to the Third Academy.

There is no chance that she will marry anyone in her life.

Unless there is such a task.

I heard that I had just turned three when I entered the Third Hospital.

Now, she is eighteen years old.

Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and if she were a girl from an ordinary family, it would be time to talk about marriage.

But she didn't have the qualifications, and she didn't even think about it.

In other words, I don’t think about it deliberately.

What are you thinking about?

Once you enter the gate of the Third Courtyard, you will be born as a member of the Third Courtyard and die as a ghost of the Third Courtyard.

This man will not be short of the work that the girls in the Third Hospital do, but when he reaches old age...

Qian Yue stopped and looked at the rippling blue waves of Huaping Lake, with a self-deprecating smile on her face.

When people are old and yellow, they are still alone as they are now.

It is written in the book that the husband and the godson are in harmony with each other, which will never happen. When you leave the third hospital one day, the situation will be roughly the same as now.

Solitary.

Standing in this desolate autumn wind.

Or in the cold winter when the sky is full of wind and snow.

But there is only misery in my heart.

Because there is no shortage of money in the Third Courtyard, when the girls from the Third Courtyard lose their value and leave the Third Courtyard, the Third Courtyard will give them a generous sum of money.

There is only one condition -

You can't get married in this life!

He who marries a man will surely die!

Because when you marry, you have a husband.

If you have a husband, you will have children.

Having children softens the heart.

If one day he is caught by spies from other countries and threatened with his children, then many secrets of the three hospitals will be exposed.

This has happened before, but the speed of the third hospital seems to be faster.

The whole family was silenced, and their skins were taken back to the third courtyard and posted on the punishment wall to warn all the girls to abide by the rules.

No one wants to die.

No one wants the whole family to die neatly.

So, from then on it rarely happened again.

In addition, almost all of the people the girls from the Third Hospital have to deal with are either rich or noble.

With the skills of the girls from the Third Hospital, it is not difficult to get a large sum of money in hand for each mission.

The Third House will not pay attention to such a thing.

Every woman who leaves Sanyuan is actually very wealthy and can live the rest of her life comfortably in a certain city.

This is their return journey.

Apart from being a little lonely, everything else seems to be fine.

This is the first time Qian Yue has taken on a mission.

She is still perfect.

In Lord Shen's words, to approach a lustful person like Li Chenan, one must be truly perfect.

Don't try to use the tricks of the Third Academy to deceive Li Chenan!

Although this boy is young, he is a veteran in flowers.

Maybe he could tell which flower it was by just smelling it.

I thought of Li Chenan again.

Qian Yue smiled calmly, walked forward, and arrived at Huapingtung unknowingly.

I saw the Yanyu Pavilion.

There is a couplet engraved on the two pillars of the pavilion:

There is dust in the eyes and the world is narrow,

My mind is as wide as my bed.

This is exactly the couplet of the third lady of Zhongli Mansion that Li Chenan painted on March 3rd two years ago!

Qian Yue knew it, but she didn't know who carved this couplet on the stone pillar.

If he was still that fool, even if he had a flash of inspiration and created that couplet, it would definitely not be engraved here.     This is a person's name.

He has become famous and has the highest and most noble status in the world. The people of Guangling City...maybe he is a certain gentleman, or he may be a government official, so they want to welcome him.

Although Li Chenan was not from the Li Mansion, he grew up in Guangling City.

If this couplet is engraved here, Li Chen'an will see it, recall it, and feel nostalgic if he visits his hometown again.

Qian Yue laughed.

Men's flattery to Shangguan is for their future.

Why do women flatter powerful men?

Maybe it's silver.

Maybe it's vanity.

Maybe... pray!

Pray for mercy, pray for protection, and even pray to become his concubine.

Like a beggar.

Do not!

A beggar prays for a steamed bun just to fill his stomach.

A woman can please a man, but what she prays for is more and more complicated.

After walking into the Yanyu Pavilion and sitting in front of the stone table, Qianyue turned around and saw a beggar walking towards here.

Qian Yue frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

That was the beggar he saw sitting under the city wall outside the city.

He was unkempt, and he was holding a bowl with a corner missing in his hand.

He ate while walking with his head cocked.

There were no chopsticks, so he ate with his hands.

This made Qian Yue feel a little off-putting.

She stood up and was about to leave when the beggar seemed to have finished the last bite of his meal.

In Qian Yue's sight, the beggar threw the broken bowl in his hand and smashed it into pieces with a clang.

The beggar didn't seem to see her.

He turned around and walked to Huaping Lake, squatted down, washed his hands and face carefully...

Then, he seemed to be in a daze facing the lake for a while.

Then, he took out a handful of dirt and smeared it on his face.

He sat by the lake, looking at the setting sun gradually going west, seeming to sit like a statue.

Qian Yue just looked at the beggar's back. After half a cup of tea, she walked out of the Yanyu Pavilion and walked towards the beggar.

It's not sympathy, nor pity, nor the feeling of being moved by looking at that lonely back in the autumn wind.

It's just that she needs a servant!

An untraceable servant with no identity and no origin!

This beggar seems to be quite clean and seems to be still very young.

Give him some money and take him to take a bath and change into some clothes. I think he will be moved to the point of falling to his knees, and he will have an easy person to control.

She walked behind the beggar, stood five feet away from him, and said sweetly:

"follow me!"

Shen Jiye, who was in a daze, was startled by this soft voice!

He immediately stood up, turned around, and his right hand fell into his left sleeve and held the rusty dagger.

The messy hair in front of him covered his face and his eyes.

But his eyes saw the girl wearing a hijab standing on the steps behind her from between her hair.

The girl was wearing a lake blue satin dress with several white cloud patterns embroidered on it.

Shen Jiye knew at a glance that this body was worth a lot of money, but he couldn't think of anyone else in Guangling City who had such a girl.

"who are you?"

"do not ask who I am!"

"Follow me from now on, be my servant, listen to my orders, so that you can be fed, clothed and protected from the wind and frost, how about that?"

Shen Jiye lowered his head.

He stepped onto the lake shore, turned around and walked towards the west direction of Huaping.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Shen Jiye sneered:

"I don't serve people!"

He stopped as soon as he finished speaking.

He raised his head!

His eyes ran through his hair.

His eyes suddenly narrowed...

Ahead, a group of people is walking this way.

He also recognized the man in the middle who was burned to ashes——

Isn't that the fool Li Chenan from Guangling City? (End of chapter)

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