Young man, please stay

Chapter 70 Split (Second one! Please order first!)

Passing through the arches of the pavilions and bypassing several small gravel roads, Qin Lang walked all the way to another courtyard in the east. By coincidence, he happened to meet a somewhat familiar figure, looking around among the flowers and trees.

Qin Lang moved closer:

"Miss Wen Yue?"

"?!"

Wen Yue was startled, turned around and saw Qin Lang, and patted her chest:

"Ah, it's Mr. Qin..."

"Sorry to scare you."

Qin Lang smiled, he didn't mean to scare the other party.

After all, Miss Wen Yue's mind is far less broad-minded than that of another maid named Xuan Ran, and she can't be frightened by the ups and downs of the beautiful scenery.

"Are you looking for something?"

"Uh-huh."

Wen Yue nodded, then shook her head:

"no no."

"Hahaha…"

"? Master, why are you laughing?"

"No, I just suddenly heard you repeating the words unintentionally. It was quite fun."

"Du...CiCi?"

Miss Wen Yue tilted her head, obviously confused, so Qin Lang gave her an example:
  "It's just two words repeated. For example, if I praise you for being beautiful and cute, if you repeat the words, you will say, beautiful, cute, cute."

"Master Qin... stop teasing Wen Yue..."

Wen Yue was a little shy due to the example given by Qin Lang, but when she thought that the other person was a man who was a saint of Tianhe Sect, she quickly changed the subject:

"Wen Yue is looking for Zhuo Beibei. The sister of Tianhe Sect said that Xiao Nizi has been missing for a long time. She asked her for some changes of clothes during the day, but she didn't send them to her until dark."

"Oh, she."

Qin Lang raised his hand and said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Wen Yue. I'm responsible for this. Beibei came to my room and I chatted with her for a while, and then... I felt sleepy..."

"Sleepy…"

"Ah, yes, she was sleepy, and so was I. We rested for a while and just woke up."

"Oh--!"

The witty girl Wen Yue suddenly realized again.

What, Mr. Qin really still likes that little girl.

Then why does he keep...

Could it be that Zhuo Beibei was deliberately covering it up in order to protect her feelings and reputation because she was relatively young?

……

Wen Yue is a smart and smart woman who figured out everything and understood everything at once.

All I can say is that he is the man that the Saint has fallen in love with, and he is quite personable~ Not bad, not bad~
  "?"

Qin Lang didn't know Wen Yue's little thoughts, so he waved his hand in front of the dumbfounded maid, and Wen Yue came back to her senses:
  "Master Qin, then I'll go tell the steward and let Zhuo Beibei have a good rest."

"That's not necessary. She has rested. She seemed to have gone to work just now."

"Ah? How can this be done!"

Wen Yue looked worried when she heard this, especially when she heard that Mr. Qin was still a rough man, and Zhuo Beibei was still so young. He got out of bed to work just after becoming a wife, and he was afraid that he would break if he took two steps...

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin. The Ningxiang Pavilion is so big and the manpower is more than enough. I will report it to the manager right away."

After Wen Yue finished speaking, she hurriedly walked out of the courtyard. As soon as she reached the entrance of the east courtyard, she happened to meet a graceful young woman.

"Eh? Wen Yue, why are you running so fast?"

"Steward! You came just in time! I want to help Zhuo Beibei... take a few days off to rest..."

"why?"

"Zhuo Beibei just broke the melon today, so I won't be able to work hard... Don't be impatient, sir. He's not a blind guest. He's Mr. Qin who is with the Holy Lady. He..."

……

Wen Yue just pushed the steward and walked quietly outside the hospital.

Qin Lang couldn't hear what they were talking about. After watching the two women go away, he continued to move forward alone, turned around a small pond, and knocked on a room door.

dang dang-

"who?"

"Xuanran, it's me."

"Oh, it's Young Hero Qin Lang~"

squeak-

The eldest maid opened the door cheerfully and asked straight to the point:
  "Qin Lang, is it serious or improper for you to find a young lady?"

"..."

What do you mean? Qin Lang smiled and poked the naughty little maid's soft cheek:

"Of course it's serious business."

"Then Xuan'er knows, you can talk among yourselves, Xuan'er avoids it."

After Xuan Ran spoke, he stuck out his tongue and ran away. Qin Lang couldn't help but be a little confused, because as Nan Lingyue's most personal maid, her relationship was quite close, including when she was checking accounts in various counties in Jingzhou, she was always with him. Now, Why are you still avoiding me?
  "She's just making excuses."

"?"

As if sensing Qin Lang's doubts, Nan Lingyue, who was sitting at the table in the room with a faint fragrance, called Qin Lang into the room and explained: "Hmph, this girl wants to run out and play as soon as she wakes up. , let her be."

As he spoke, Nan Lingyue stretched out his hands and lay on the thick pile of account books on the table. After sighing deeply, he blinked his big eyes and looked up at Qin with an aggrieved look. Lang:
  "Qin Lang——~"

"how?"

Qin Lang poured a cup of tea and drank it himself:

"Is the business in Jingzhou Mansion really unsatisfactory?"

"Ok!"

Nan Lingyue waved his fist:

"Last month alone, Ningxiang Pavilion lost 953 taels! And the profits of other small counties we visited were only 300 taels in total! Even including the rent of some other shops in Jingzhou Prefecture , including a few restaurants and rouge shops operated by Tianhe Sect, they can just cover the losses. Just the manpower salary of Ningxiang Pavilion next month will have to be taken from other places."

"This situation is indeed not optimistic. No wonder the business tonight is not very good..."

Qin Lang was thoughtful, while Nan Lingyue's eyes lit up:
  "Qin Lang Qin Lang~"

"Ok?"

"Did you... secretly go to the museum to play?"

What is secretly...

Qin Lang looked upright:
  "A man behaves above board. If I wanted to play, I would definitely not be sneaky, but I didn't go."

"Then how do you know business is not going well tonight?"

"I just met Wen Yue and said that the Ningxiang Pavilion now has more than enough manpower."

"That's it..."

Mentioning this, Nan Lingyue sighed again, stretched out his arms and threw himself on the table again. After feeling worried for a while, he suddenly realized that Qin Lang was staring at him in fascination.

"Hey…"

Nan Lingyue's heart warmed up and he tugged on Qin Lang's sleeve:

"What are you looking at...?"

"Oh, what..."

Qin Lang came back to his senses:
  "I just suddenly noticed... uh... you seem to have changed your hairstyle."

"Yeah, it's changed."

Nan Lingyue grabbed the long ponytails on both sides of his head and shook them with one hand, and smelled a burst of fresh hair fragrance:

"Xuan'er said that my hair before was too mature and it would look more girlish. How about it~?"

"Well, it works very well...ahem...it looks pretty good!"

Qin Lang gave a thumbs up:
  "Twin ponytails look lively, but not everyone can control them. Only women in their twenties, who are pure and lovely enough, can look full of aura and charming."

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite good at complimenting girls."

Nan Lingyue held his chin in his hands and blinked his eyelashes:
  "Did you praise Princess Qingli like this before in Qingniugang?"

"of course not."

Qin Lang smiled, and the figure of a certain heroine Fengyun appeared in his mind:

"She...is different..."

"..."

Nan Lingyue looked at the trace of love in Qin Lang's eyes, pondered for a moment and then said:

"Qin Lang, who do you think is more beautiful, Princess Qingli or me?"

"?"

Qin Lang was startled:
  "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Just ask if you think of it. Tianhe Sect and the imperial court are in a competitive relationship. I am a saint of Tianhe Sect. It is normal for me to want to compare with the sister of the current emperor."

"But you can't compare."

"why?"

"A young woman and a young girl belong to different fields. How can they be compared?"

Qin Lang looked at Nan Lingyue seriously:
  "If you have to compare, the answer you can hear from me is nothing more than [all look good]."

"Vulgar!"

"Yeah, so I refuse to answer."

"Hmph... What if I must ask you to answer?"

"Um…"

Qin Lang thought about it and found out:

"When the princess was young, she was more beautiful than the saint. When the saint matures, she will be more beautiful than the princess."

"..."

After working on it for a long time, isn’t it still Chunqiu’s brushwork...

But it does sound less perfunctory than [all good-looking].

"Okay, without further ado, let's set off."

"Set off?"

Nanling is more and more strange:
  "Where?"

"Tingyuxuan in West City."

Qin Lang pointed to the west:
  "Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you win every battle. If I want to revitalize the Ningxiang Pavilion, I have some immature ideas, but I need to do some research first."

(End of this chapter)