Fanjia’s expression was somewhat dumbfounded. He leaned on the door frame and asked with surprise, “How did you come in here?”
When did he enter? He didn’t hear anything at all.
This house was transformed from his lotus seat. If a stranger entered, he should have been notified immediately.
So, not only did the staff leave, but the house is open to Bai Lixin as well?
This…
He looked at the young man in confusion. The young man was leaning against the wall lazily, his gaze carrying a subtle scrutiny.
Fanjia subconsciously looked down at himself.
The next moment, his mind buzzed. “I, you… this…” He stuttered, struggling to make coherent sense.
He gradually turned red. Fanjia thought about straightening his clothes but realized it might add to the awkward atmosphere.
After coughing lightly, Fanjia said in a low voice with a hoarse voice, “Do you need me for something?”
“Can’t I find you without any reason?” The young man’s voice had a teasing tone, flowing into Fanjia’s ears like rich and mellow liquor. “Master, I seemed to hear you calling my name in a dream just now? Did you dream about me?”
Fanjia’s face suddenly reddened. He lowered his head, stammering, “You, you listened…”
Wrong words.
“A monk doesn’t tell lies.” The young man directly interrupted Fanjia. “Think carefully before you speak, my Master.”
Fanjia halted what he was about to say. Instead, he bit his lip, opting to stay silent.
The rustle of clothes and footsteps echoed in the silent meditation room. Fanjia raised his head upon hearing the sounds, only to find the young man standing in front of him.
His deep, vast eyes looked over, reflecting his own image in the clear pupils.
Blushing cheeks, misty eyes, a hot body, and disheveled clothes—this didn’t look like the demeanor of a monk.
This was clearly… clearly…
Fanjia was momentarily speechless, feeling ashamed and wanting to find a hole to hide in.
He should have had pure senses, transcending worldly desires, focusing on the profound teachings.
How could he explain to the young man that he called his name because he dreamt of him?
Not only did he dream of the young man, but he also engaged in activities he shouldn’t have.
Things that should and shouldn’t be done…were all done.
Perhaps the only difference was between reality and dreams.
In dreams, he could disregard the conventions of the Buddhist path, embrace the young man freely, and kiss every inch of his skin.
He heard the young man’s sweet and soft voice, felt the young man’s soft and firm proximity.
In the dream, the young man entangled with him like a water snake, and he became a snake, freely intertwining with the young man without reservations.
In the dreams, it was so joyful.
So joyful that he didn’t want to wake up.
But one must face reality.
Dreams were just dreams.
Thinking about the blasphemy in the dream towards the young man, Fanjia’s eyes showed a hint of self-reproach. He clasped his hands together, bowing sincerely to Bai Lixin, “Amitabha, benefactor, I apologize sincerely. I have desecrated you in my dreams.”
Whether he was to be scolded or disdained, he deserved it.
This was the punishment for his unstable Buddhist mind.
After saying these words, Fanjia closed his eyes solemnly.
However, the imagined disdain did not arrive. Outside was silent, without any sound.
He opened his eyes in confusion, and the young man’s enchanting face instantly came into his eyes.
The monk’s pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.
The long-awaited face suddenly appeared in front of him without any preparation, and the impact was tremendous.
While he was still stunned, the young man suddenly embraced his waist gently, lifted his neck, eyes half-closed, and placed a pair of rosy lips in front of him.
In the moment their lips touched, all reason completely shattered.
In the solemn and dignified meditation room, the disheveled monk pressed the young man heavily against the door, responding passionately.
Thick ambiguity quickly surged in the room, and all reason succumbed to the inner turmoil and restlessness.
They kissed for a long time, but the longer the kiss, the more the monk felt unbearable thirst. The inner restlessness and emptiness weren’t filled; instead, they grew more intense.
The master’s hazy eyes gradually became bloodshot. The young man leaned against the door, his powerful oppression and aggressiveness making him a bit weak.
Seeing the young man about to fall, Fanjia moved his leg, putting it between the young man’s legs, firmly trapping the almost falling body.
The young man groaned, and the next second, a dense vortex flashed on Fanjia’s eyes.
He bent down, firm and taut muscles tensed up as he swiftly lifted the young man and went into the adjacent bedroom.
Soon, muffled sounds entered the meditation room through the thick wall.
The rustle of clothing.
The sound of bodies entwining.
Mixed in these sounds, there was the suppressed and soft response from the young man.
“You said you desecrated me in your dream? Tell me the details. How did you desecrate me?”
“Hehe, why is your face red? Are you embarrassed to say it? Then, can you show me?”
“Where did you desecrate me? Is it here? Or here? Or maybe here?”
“Or… the whole body?”
The young man’s words were interrupted and replaced by a sudden scream.
After that, there were only the enduring sounds of impact and two different suppressed voices in the meditation room.
———————————
In the live broadcast room
[Exciting, too exciting. I knew it! What’s the difference between watching a live broadcast and being there?!]
[Damn, the disheveled monk is too lustful! Who says monks can’t do it? Isn’t that called lacking CP feeling? This is the best, okay!]
[Asking quietly, have the fan-made manga and novels come out?]
[Don’t ask, don’t ask, it’s in progress, stop asking every time! I’m looking forward to it more than you!]
[Congratulations to the big boss for successfully eating meat tonight! Congratulations to God Xin for getting Tang Monk’s flesh! A win-win situation has been achieved!]
[I declare! The monk is really my type!!! It turns out I don’t dislike monk gongs, I just haven’t encountered one that stimulates my XP. Ah, ah, ah, so exciting.]
[God Xin has tempted for so long, and the monk has finally become enlightened. It’s not easy. It’s fortunate that this copy has a long time, if it were short, the chance would have been gone long ago.]
———————————
Late at night, Fanjia finally let go of Bai Lixin.
It wasn’t because of physical exhaustion but because Bai Lixin seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Midway through, the young man’s tail and ears emerged and Fanjia noticed they were unusually sensitive. Each touch to the ears or tail caused the young man’s face to express a sense of having gone through life and death, and his muscles instantly tensed.
The fox-like young man lay in disarray, his body emitting a ripe pink hue. He closed his eyes, and his chest silently heaved violently.
He looked docile and cute, yet carried a fragmented beauty, it inevitably stirred a certain sense of sadistic desire.
Fanjia’s heart fluttered. He leaned against the young man’s side, and gently embraced him into his chest.
His fingers brushed over the young man’s moist and delicate skin, and, in a daze, many abrupt memories crowded into his mind.
The memory was vast and burdensome, yet indispensable.
Fanjia’s fingers froze and he looked down at the young man. His eyes first showed confusion, then realization, and finally a clear, solemn composure.
The man firmly held the young man in his arms, skillfully locating his waist and moving downward with the flow.
Bai Lixin was too exhausted to even open his eyes. He weakly pushed the man’s arm, “No more, I can’t.”
The man’s eyes were filled with darkness, and there was a vortex in the pitch black darkness.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A hoarse voice escaped the man’s mouth. “Long time no see, my treasure.”
The previously disciplined monk had vanished, replaced by a sinister figure that looked like it was on the demonic path.
Bai Lixin’s eyes snapped open. He looked at the man’s drastic change with astonishment. “You? How did you come here?”
“Why wouldn’t I come?” The man’s pitch-black eyes stared at the young man in the darkness. “Did you miss me?”
Bai Lixin stared blankly at the familiar expression, and in an instant, he understood everything. “No way, so from the beginning…”
It was Dijia, and it was the Dijia who had his memories. Not a soul fragment, but the main body on the 999th floor.
It was always him.
Fanjia is the Dijia of the 999th floor.
He just lost his memory at the beginning, he wasn’t a soul fragment!
“Shh,” the man silenced Bai Lixin’s words. “You just need to know it yourself, some words, when spoken, lead to loss.”
“Alright, it seems your still in high spirits. Since you’re not mentally compromised, let’s continue.”
While Bai Lixin pondered why this copy had the main body and not a soul fragment, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression.
He widened his eyes in surprise . Just as he was about to scold, all the sounds were swallowed into the man’s mouth…
On the morning of the seventh day, Bai Lixin walked out of the bedroom, supporting his waist.
His eyes had some dark circles, and an energetic monk followed behind him.
The monk had changed from the usual white robes, and now wore a black robe. The collar of the robe was wide, and his eyes were cold and aloof, a stark contrast to the cautious monk of yesterday.
————————————
In the live broadcast room
[Is this what happens after marriage?]
[Did the master turn completely dark after opening Pandora’s Box?]
[But seriously, the Master looks so cool after turning dark!!!]
[You’re all focused on the dark Master. Am I the only one concerned about God Xin? Poor God Xin, didn’t you notice he’s supporting his waist?]
[Clearly, he had a great night.]
[Yes, you can see that the master is very capable. ]
[ “Capable”]
———————————-
Dijia saw Bai Lixin was about to walk out with a hand on his waist and immediately grabbed his arm. “Where are you going?”
Bai Lixin gave Dijia a fierce glance. “Let go of me!”
Dijia’s hand trembled, instantly letting go. He smiled, “What’s this? You seduced me yesterday, and today, after enjoying yourself, you turn your back on me. You heartless vixen.”
Bai Lixin wanted to curse.
What did he do last night?!
He actually shamelessly said he wanted Fanjia to show him what an indestructible body is like.
It’s really a damn indestructible one!
Divorce, an immediate divorce!
Dijia snapped his fingers in mid-air, and lotus petals appeared in his hand. He rubbed them, and they turned into a beautifully shaped pastry. “Eat it, try it.”
Bai Lixin took the pastry suspiciously and put it in his mouth. The moment the pastry touched his tongue, a faint floral fragrance enveloped his mouth. Without chewing, it slid into his stomach.
As it entered, a force rushed from his lower abdomen throughout his body.
All muscle soreness disappeared, replaced by a sense of abundant strength.
‘Haha, I’m back!’
Dijia looked at Bai Lixin’s fading purple bruises with satisfaction, and explained, “The fox’s weak body indirectly affected your own, causing you to feel tired and weak. I wasn’t too excessive last night, your body just can’t tolerate it.”
He paused. “Are you still mad?”
Bai Lixin: “Hmpf.”
‘There’s no need to divorce for the time being.’
“Now, can you tell me what you plan to do.” Seeing his wife calm down, Dijia got back to the initial question.
Bai Lixin quickly put on a serious expression. “I’m going to County Magistrate Lin’s house.”
Dijia was Fanjia, and he had Fanjia’s memories. So Bai Lixin just picked a few things Fanjia didn’t know and told Dijia.
After listening, Dijia remained silent for two seconds and released Bai Lixin’s hand. He looked Bai Lixin up and down, saying with a smile, “You can’t go like this.”
Bai Lixin replied with an “Hmm,” and Dijia continued, “If you go in men’s clothing, it’s as if you’re afraid County Magistrate Lin won’t know that Bai Lixin is Song Xin’er, and Song Xin’er is Bai Lixin. Let me perform a little trick.”
With a snap, a red ribbon descended, wrapping Bai Lixin entirely. The ribbon quickly transformed into an exquisite women’s dress, even including accessories and makeup.
Seeing the androgynous beauty before him, Dijia nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad. Now you can go!”
Bai Lixin looked at Dijia suspiciously. “What scheme are you plotting again?”
He didn’t believe Dijia was this considerate!
Dijia said seriously, “Isn’t this judging a gentleman with a villain’s heart? I’m helping you. How can you think so poorly of your husband?”
Bai Lixin’s brows furrowed even more.
Something was off, very off. But for the moment, he didn’t know what Dijia was up to. Trying to find out, he asked, “So, should I really go?”
Dijia said with a smile in his eyes, “Yes, go quickly.”
Bai Lixin reached the door, turned and saw Dijia waving and smiling.
The doubts in his heart were even stronger. He shrugged his shoulders and stepped out of the temple.
After entering the alley from the temple, Bai Lixin took two steps forward, then turned back to look at the wall.
Dijia hadn’t followed.
Could it be that he had misunderstood Dijia’s intentions?
Was it because this was a copy, and the old gong was afraid he wouldn’t complete the task, so he supported him unconditionally?
Several doubtful thoughts flashed in Bai Lixin’s mind but were quickly dismissed.
Before going to the Lin Residence, he found a sedan chair and sat in it, pretending to arrive at the Lin residence.
County Magistrate Lin was about to leave for the yamen. In the past two days, the imperial envoy was around, so he had to behave well and not be absent from work without any reason.
If the envoy catches his little tail, he won’t be able to eat it and carry it around.
As a result, he had just stepped out when he saw a sedan chair stop at his gate.
Just as he wondered who ordered the sedan chair for him, the person he had been longing for walked out of the sedan chair.
At the moment he saw that person, County Magistrate Lin was initially happy, then his face instantly darkened.
He stood steadily at the gate, watching his wife pay for the sedan chair, then walk step by step towards him.
Fanjia’s expression was somewhat dumbfounded. He leaned on the door frame and asked with surprise, “How did you come in here?”
When did he enter? He didn’t hear anything at all.
This house was transformed from his lotus seat. If a stranger entered, he should have been notified immediately.
So, not only did the staff leave, but the house is open to Bai Lixin as well?
This…
He looked at the young man in confusion. The young man was leaning against the wall lazily, his gaze carrying a subtle scrutiny.
Fanjia subconsciously looked down at himself.
The next moment, his mind buzzed. “I, you… this…” He stuttered, struggling to make coherent sense.
He gradually turned red. Fanjia thought about straightening his clothes but realized it might add to the awkward atmosphere.
After coughing lightly, Fanjia said in a low voice with a hoarse voice, “Do you need me for something?”
“Can’t I find you without any reason?” The young man’s voice had a teasing tone, flowing into Fanjia’s ears like rich and mellow liquor. “Master, I seemed to hear you calling my name in a dream just now? Did you dream about me?”
Fanjia’s face suddenly reddened. He lowered his head, stammering, “You, you listened…”
Wrong words.
“A monk doesn’t tell lies.” The young man directly interrupted Fanjia. “Think carefully before you speak, my Master.”
Fanjia halted what he was about to say. Instead, he bit his lip, opting to stay silent.
The rustle of clothes and footsteps echoed in the silent meditation room. Fanjia raised his head upon hearing the sounds, only to find the young man standing in front of him.
His deep, vast eyes looked over, reflecting his own image in the clear pupils.
Blushing cheeks, misty eyes, a hot body, and disheveled clothes—this didn’t look like the demeanor of a monk.
This was clearly… clearly…
Fanjia was momentarily speechless, feeling ashamed and wanting to find a hole to hide in.
He should have had pure senses, transcending worldly desires, focusing on the profound teachings.
How could he explain to the young man that he called his name because he dreamt of him?
Not only did he dream of the young man, but he also engaged in activities he shouldn’t have.
Things that should and shouldn’t be done…were all done.
Perhaps the only difference was between reality and dreams.
In dreams, he could disregard the conventions of the Buddhist path, embrace the young man freely, and kiss every inch of his skin.
He heard the young man’s sweet and soft voice, felt the young man’s soft and firm proximity.
In the dream, the young man entangled with him like a water snake, and he became a snake, freely intertwining with the young man without reservations.
In the dreams, it was so joyful.
So joyful that he didn’t want to wake up.
But one must face reality.
Dreams were just dreams.
Thinking about the blasphemy in the dream towards the young man, Fanjia’s eyes showed a hint of self-reproach. He clasped his hands together, bowing sincerely to Bai Lixin, “Amitabha, benefactor, I apologize sincerely. I have desecrated you in my dreams.”
Whether he was to be scolded or disdained, he deserved it.
This was the punishment for his unstable Buddhist mind.
After saying these words, Fanjia closed his eyes solemnly.
However, the imagined disdain did not arrive. Outside was silent, without any sound.
He opened his eyes in confusion, and the young man’s enchanting face instantly came into his eyes.
The monk’s pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.
The long-awaited face suddenly appeared in front of him without any preparation, and the impact was tremendous.
While he was still stunned, the young man suddenly embraced his waist gently, lifted his neck, eyes half-closed, and placed a pair of rosy lips in front of him.
In the moment their lips touched, all reason completely shattered.
In the solemn and dignified meditation room, the disheveled monk pressed the young man heavily against the door, responding passionately.
Thick ambiguity quickly surged in the room, and all reason succumbed to the inner turmoil and restlessness.
They kissed for a long time, but the longer the kiss, the more the monk felt unbearable thirst. The inner restlessness and emptiness weren’t filled; instead, they grew more intense.
The master’s hazy eyes gradually became bloodshot. The young man leaned against the door, his powerful oppression and aggressiveness making him a bit weak.
Seeing the young man about to fall, Fanjia moved his leg, putting it between the young man’s legs, firmly trapping the almost falling body.
The young man groaned, and the next second, a dense vortex flashed on Fanjia’s eyes.
He bent down, firm and taut muscles tensed up as he swiftly lifted the young man and went into the adjacent bedroom.
Soon, muffled sounds entered the meditation room through the thick wall.
The rustle of clothing.
The sound of bodies entwining.
Mixed in these sounds, there was the suppressed and soft response from the young man.
“You said you desecrated me in your dream? Tell me the details. How did you desecrate me?”
“Hehe, why is your face red? Are you embarrassed to say it? Then, can you show me?”
“Where did you desecrate me? Is it here? Or here? Or maybe here?”
“Or… the whole body?”
The young man’s words were interrupted and replaced by a sudden scream.
After that, there were only the enduring sounds of impact and two different suppressed voices in the meditation room.
———————————
In the live broadcast room
[Exciting, too exciting. I knew it! What’s the difference between watching a live broadcast and being there?!]
[Damn, the disheveled monk is too lustful! Who says monks can’t do it? Isn’t that called lacking CP feeling? This is the best, okay!]
[Asking quietly, have the fan-made manga and novels come out?]
[Don’t ask, don’t ask, it’s in progress, stop asking every time! I’m looking forward to it more than you!]
[Congratulations to the big boss for successfully eating meat tonight! Congratulations to God Xin for getting Tang Monk’s flesh! A win-win situation has been achieved!]
[I declare! The monk is really my type!!! It turns out I don’t dislike monk gongs, I just haven’t encountered one that stimulates my XP. Ah, ah, ah, so exciting.]
[God Xin has tempted for so long, and the monk has finally become enlightened. It’s not easy. It’s fortunate that this copy has a long time, if it were short, the chance would have been gone long ago.]
———————————
Late at night, Fanjia finally let go of Bai Lixin.
It wasn’t because of physical exhaustion but because Bai Lixin seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Midway through, the young man’s tail and ears emerged and Fanjia noticed they were unusually sensitive. Each touch to the ears or tail caused the young man’s face to express a sense of having gone through life and death, and his muscles instantly tensed.
The fox-like young man lay in disarray, his body emitting a ripe pink hue. He closed his eyes, and his chest silently heaved violently.
He looked docile and cute, yet carried a fragmented beauty, it inevitably stirred a certain sense of sadistic desire.
Fanjia’s heart fluttered. He leaned against the young man’s side, and gently embraced him into his chest.
His fingers brushed over the young man’s moist and delicate skin, and, in a daze, many abrupt memories crowded into his mind.
The memory was vast and burdensome, yet indispensable.
Fanjia’s fingers froze and he looked down at the young man. His eyes first showed confusion, then realization, and finally a clear, solemn composure.
The man firmly held the young man in his arms, skillfully locating his waist and moving downward with the flow.
Bai Lixin was too exhausted to even open his eyes. He weakly pushed the man’s arm, “No more, I can’t.”
The man’s eyes were filled with darkness, and there was a vortex in the pitch black darkness.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A hoarse voice escaped the man’s mouth. “Long time no see, my treasure.”
The previously disciplined monk had vanished, replaced by a sinister figure that looked like it was on the demonic path.
Bai Lixin’s eyes snapped open. He looked at the man’s drastic change with astonishment. “You? How did you come here?”
“Why wouldn’t I come?” The man’s pitch-black eyes stared at the young man in the darkness. “Did you miss me?”
Bai Lixin stared blankly at the familiar expression, and in an instant, he understood everything. “No way, so from the beginning…”
It was Dijia, and it was the Dijia who had his memories. Not a soul fragment, but the main body on the 999th floor.
It was always him.
Fanjia is the Dijia of the 999th floor.
He just lost his memory at the beginning, he wasn’t a soul fragment!
“Shh,” the man silenced Bai Lixin’s words. “You just need to know it yourself, some words, when spoken, lead to loss.”
“Alright, it seems your still in high spirits. Since you’re not mentally compromised, let’s continue.”
While Bai Lixin pondered why this copy had the main body and not a soul fragment, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression.
He widened his eyes in surprise . Just as he was about to scold, all the sounds were swallowed into the man’s mouth…
On the morning of the seventh day, Bai Lixin walked out of the bedroom, supporting his waist.
His eyes had some dark circles, and an energetic monk followed behind him.
The monk had changed from the usual white robes, and now wore a black robe. The collar of the robe was wide, and his eyes were cold and aloof, a stark contrast to the cautious monk of yesterday.
————————————
In the live broadcast room
[Is this what happens after marriage?]
[Did the master turn completely dark after opening Pandora’s Box?]
[But seriously, the Master looks so cool after turning dark!!!]
[You’re all focused on the dark Master. Am I the only one concerned about God Xin? Poor God Xin, didn’t you notice he’s supporting his waist?]
[Clearly, he had a great night.]
[Yes, you can see that the master is very capable. ]
[ “Capable”]
———————————-
Dijia saw Bai Lixin was about to walk out with a hand on his waist and immediately grabbed his arm. “Where are you going?”
Bai Lixin gave Dijia a fierce glance. “Let go of me!”
Dijia’s hand trembled, instantly letting go. He smiled, “What’s this? You seduced me yesterday, and today, after enjoying yourself, you turn your back on me. You heartless vixen.”
Bai Lixin wanted to curse.
What did he do last night?!
He actually shamelessly said he wanted Fanjia to show him what an indestructible body is like.
It’s really a damn indestructible one!
Divorce, an immediate divorce!
Dijia snapped his fingers in mid-air, and lotus petals appeared in his hand. He rubbed them, and they turned into a beautifully shaped pastry. “Eat it, try it.”
Bai Lixin took the pastry suspiciously and put it in his mouth. The moment the pastry touched his tongue, a faint floral fragrance enveloped his mouth. Without chewing, it slid into his stomach.
As it entered, a force rushed from his lower abdomen throughout his body.
All muscle soreness disappeared, replaced by a sense of abundant strength.
‘Haha, I’m back!’
Dijia looked at Bai Lixin’s fading purple bruises with satisfaction, and explained, “The fox’s weak body indirectly affected your own, causing you to feel tired and weak. I wasn’t too excessive last night, your body just can’t tolerate it.”
He paused. “Are you still mad?”
Bai Lixin: “Hmpf.”
‘There’s no need to divorce for the time being.’
“Now, can you tell me what you plan to do.” Seeing his wife calm down, Dijia got back to the initial question.
Bai Lixin quickly put on a serious expression. “I’m going to County Magistrate Lin’s house.”
Dijia was Fanjia, and he had Fanjia’s memories. So Bai Lixin just picked a few things Fanjia didn’t know and told Dijia.
After listening, Dijia remained silent for two seconds and released Bai Lixin’s hand. He looked Bai Lixin up and down, saying with a smile, “You can’t go like this.”
Bai Lixin replied with an “Hmm,” and Dijia continued, “If you go in men’s clothing, it’s as if you’re afraid County Magistrate Lin won’t know that Bai Lixin is Song Xin’er, and Song Xin’er is Bai Lixin. Let me perform a little trick.”
With a snap, a red ribbon descended, wrapping Bai Lixin entirely. The ribbon quickly transformed into an exquisite women’s dress, even including accessories and makeup.
Seeing the androgynous beauty before him, Dijia nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad. Now you can go!”
Bai Lixin looked at Dijia suspiciously. “What scheme are you plotting again?”
He didn’t believe Dijia was this considerate!
Dijia said seriously, “Isn’t this judging a gentleman with a villain’s heart? I’m helping you. How can you think so poorly of your husband?”
Bai Lixin’s brows furrowed even more.
Something was off, very off. But for the moment, he didn’t know what Dijia was up to. Trying to find out, he asked, “So, should I really go?”
Dijia said with a smile in his eyes, “Yes, go quickly.”
Bai Lixin reached the door, turned and saw Dijia waving and smiling.
The doubts in his heart were even stronger. He shrugged his shoulders and stepped out of the temple.
After entering the alley from the temple, Bai Lixin took two steps forward, then turned back to look at the wall.
Dijia hadn’t followed.
Could it be that he had misunderstood Dijia’s intentions?
Was it because this was a copy, and the old gong was afraid he wouldn’t complete the task, so he supported him unconditionally?
Several doubtful thoughts flashed in Bai Lixin’s mind but were quickly dismissed.
Before going to the Lin Residence, he found a sedan chair and sat in it, pretending to arrive at the Lin residence.
County Magistrate Lin was about to leave for the yamen. In the past two days, the imperial envoy was around, so he had to behave well and not be absent from work without any reason.
If the envoy catches his little tail, he won’t be able to eat it and carry it around.
As a result, he had just stepped out when he saw a sedan chair stop at his gate.
Just as he wondered who ordered the sedan chair for him, the person he had been longing for walked out of the sedan chair.
At the moment he saw that person, County Magistrate Lin was initially happy, then his face instantly darkened.
He stood steadily at the gate, watching his wife pay for the sedan chair, then walk step by step towards him.
