Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
He was sleeping on Qin Yunchuan’s bed.
His bed was very big, but it was very hard. This bedding had to be spread out in half and covered in half.
Did he really take out five thousand taels of gold without batting an eye and give it to her to compete for the Courtesan Belle?
Xia Ling was very suspicious.
“Qin, are you asleep?”
The quilt was very warm under the sun. There was also a hint of Qin Yunchuan’s smell. Xia Ling felt very comfortable under it.
However, looking at the dark roof, Xia Ling still wanted to talk to Qin Yunchuan.
“Yes, I’m sleeping. You should sleep too,” Qin Yunchuan replied.
He could still talk even after sleeping. He was quite impressive.
Xia Ling’s words were instantly stopped by Qin Yunchuan.
The man stood up and flicked his finger, extinguishing the candle beside him.
This time, the entire room was pitch black.
The moonlight shone in through the window, reflecting the weapons. The bright stains were clearly blood-stained. It was unknown how much flesh and blood had been stained.
If it was someone else, Xia Ling could have pretended to be afraid and snuggled up to him to sleep.
However, Qin Yunchuan was cold-hearted. He did not even have an open mind.
If she snuggled up to him, he might think that she had stayed in the Red Chamber for too long and could not sleep without a man!
Heh! A man.
Being proud for a moment, he chased his wife to the crematorium.
Now, he was high and mighty. Later, when she took him down and he wanted to climb onto her bed, she would kick him off the bed.
If she wanted to sleep on the floor, that was fine. She could sleep however comfortable she wanted!
*
Xia Ling slept until dawn.
When she woke up, Qin Yunchuan had already gone up to her.
“Miss Qinghe, His Royal Highness has instructed that your residence has been arranged for you. Follow me.”
She pushed the door open and saw an aunt sweeping the courtyard outside.
From her bearing, she did not look like an ordinary servant. She was the old subordinate that Qin Yunchuan had mentioned.
“Thank you, aunt.” Xia Ling said politely.
*
The aunt brought Xia Ling from the front yard to the back yard and arranged a courtyard with a lotus pond for her.
This courtyard had a winding path and was quite a distance from the other courtyards.
The aunt brought Xia Ling to familiarize herself with the surroundings as she said,
“The lord has instructed that Miss Qing He is different from the others and is a guest of the imperial residence. Therefore, I’ve brought Miss Qing He here to take a look at this courtyard. Do you like it? If you don’t like it, I can bring you to the other two courtyards to take a look.”
Xia Ling replied, “There’s no need; aunt is too polite.”
The aunt said that she would bring her to the other courtyards to take a look. In reality, she was just saying it and did not do anything at all. She was just being polite.
If Xia Ling really believed it and still went to be picky, that would be truly foolish.
The aunt smiled “It’s good that you like it. From now on, I, the old woman, will be in charge of your three meals a day. The food in the imperial residence is also simple and crude. If you are not used to it, you can also let me know. I will get someone to set up a small kitchen for you. If you need anything, you can go to the back kitchen to get it.”
“Okay, I’ll have to trouble you, aunt.” Xia Ling greeted her with a smile the whole time. She followed the aunt around the Lotus Garden and sent her away.
*
After the aunt left, Xia Ling stopped smiling.
She went back to the house to take a look. The arrangements in the Lotus Garden were very proper.
And judging from the aunt’s attitude towards her, her current identity had probably been spread throughout the royal residence.
Although she was brought back by Qin Yunchuan, a woman who came out of the Red Chamber, even if she was a courtesan, always carried the mark of a woman from a brothel. It made people look down on her.
Qin Yunchuan would not look down on her. When others saw her, it was inevitable that they would look at her with ridicule and coldness.
