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“Mm-hmm, this isn’t much at all.”
Wei Lan mumbled softly, pinching her fingers.
“So, the master looks down on these silver notes.
Then I’ll have to reluctantly hold onto them for you.”
As Lu Zijin spoke, she gathered the silver notes from the three brocade boxes.
There were various denominations; her little Qiankun was quite good at hiding things, stashing them in three different places.
“I don’t look down on them.
Wife, can you please not confiscate them?”
Wei Lan looked pitifully at the silver notes in Lu Zijin’s hands, almost in tears.
Lu Zijin raised an eyebrow and smiled at her.
“You want them?”
“Mm-hmm!”
Wei Lan’s eyes shone brightly as she looked at Lu Zijin.
Lu Zijin blinked at her.
“That depends on your performance tonight.”
With that, Lu Zijin was in a very good mood as she put the stack of silver notes into a single brocade box and put it away.
Wei Lan just watched, wide-eyed.
She was so unlucky.
Last time, all her savings had been confiscated by her wife, and now she had been caught again.
“I’ll definitely perform very well tonight.”
Wei Lan looked at the brocade box in Lu Zijin’s arms and declared her determination.
Lu Zijin smiled faintly and nodded.
“Alright.
Then I’ll wait for the master.”
As they spoke, the maidservants were still frantically packing.
Afraid of missing anything, Wei Lan personally told them what to take.
The everyday items didn’t matter; the main things were her jade carving tools, which all needed to be moved.
They spent the entire afternoon moving.
By sunset, Wei Lan’s workshop had already been set up in Jingchen Courtyard.
Wei Lan also brought some of the maidservants and servant boys from her courtyard, leaving the rest behind to take care of Wei Qing.
Zhao Linghui, Li Zhufeng, two maidservants, two cooks, and two servant boys stayed to care for Wei Qing.
Wei Lan took two servant boys, four maidservants, and Xi Ye.
Of course, before leaving, Wei Lan also warned Zhao Linghui and Li Zhufeng.
Because of the beating they had received last time, the two were now very obedient, doing whatever they were told.
Wei Lan went to the workshop and took a look.
All the carving machines were neatly arranged, and her rough stones were in several wooden baskets on the floor.
Only then did Wei Lan feel at ease and return to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Qing Zhi was still leading the maidservants in tidying up for Wei Lan.
A new set of wardrobes had been added next to the original large one, for Wei Lan’s clothes.
The rest were odds and ends, which the young maidservants quickly organized.
In front of Lu Zijin sat a brocade box.
She held a teacup in one hand, leisurely drinking tea, while her other hand occasionally tapped lightly on the box.
Seeing the brocade box, Wei Lan’s heart bled.
That was all her private savings.
Lu Zijin seemed to notice Wei Lan looking her way.
She deliberately picked up the brocade box and examined it for a moment.
“Oh, you have good taste.
The color of this brocade box is quite beautiful.
This is a nice purple-red.”
Wei Lan pursed her lips, just hoping Lu Zijin would say a few more words.
Right now, she just wanted to cry.
Lu Zijin looked up and saw Wei Lan’s dejected expression; she almost couldn’t help but laugh.
Her little Qiankun’s aggrieved look was too adorable.
Lu Zijin raised an eyebrow at Wei Lan.
“What’s with that expression, master?
Are you dissatisfied with me?”
“How could I dare?
I’m so obedient to you.”
Wei Lan played with her fingers and mumbled.
Lu Zijin covered her smile with a handkerchief.
“You’d better really be obedient.”
Seeing there were still maidservants in the bedroom, Lu Zijin decided to save her little Qiankun some face and didn’t continue.
The maidservants naturally didn’t dare laugh, just pretended not to hear anything.
Their packing speed increased dramatically, almost creating sparks.
Finally, the maidservants finished tidying up the bedroom and left.
Only then did Lu Zijin smile and beckon to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan walked over to Lu Zijin and obediently crouched down, pressing her cheek against Lu Zijin’s leg and acting spoiled.
“Wife, can you give this back to me?”
She pointed pitifully at the brocade box, whining and nuzzling against Lu Zijin.
Lu Zijin reached out and touched Wei Lan’s cheek.
“I told you, it depends on your performance tonight.”
As she spoke, Lu Zijin tapped her own nose.
Wei Lan buried her face in Lu Zijin’s leg and nuzzled again.
Her wife was just bullying her.
Lu Zijin stroked Wei Lan’s hair and smiled.
“Let’s eat first.
Then we’ll rest early.”
“Alright.”
Wei Lan reluctantly looked at her brocade box and obediently ate first.
After dinner, Wei Lan went to the next room to soak in the bath.
She listlessly rested her arms on the edge of the tub, still thinking about her brocade box.
She wondered if her wife would return it to her later.
With a sigh, Wei Lan climbed out of the tub.
As she dressed, she thought to herself, Did other Qiankuns also have their private savings confiscated by their wives?
She tidied herself up in the next room, then went to the bedroom to find Lu Zijin.
Lu Zijin had bathed faster than her and was now leaning sideways on the bed, resting with her eyes closed.
Wei Lan closed the door.
Her eyes darted around for a moment.
She took the soft cushion from a chair, placed it by the bed, knelt on it, and obediently rested her arms on the edge of the bed, looking at Lu Zijin.
Wei Lan had originally planned to perform well to get her private savings back.
But looking at Lu Zijin’s face, she couldn’t look away.
Her wife was so beautiful; she loved it.
Wei Lan’s gaze swept from Lu Zijin’s face downwards.
There wasn’t a single part she didn’t like.
As if sensing Wei Lan’s burning gaze, Lu Zijin opened her eyes.
Sure enough, she saw Wei Lan staring at her intently.
She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Why isn’t the master in bed?
Why are you kneeling there?”
“I’m giving you a massage.
Didn’t you want me to perform well?”
Wei Lan smiled at Lu Zijin and reached for Lu Zijin’s leg.
Lu Zijin wanted to see what the little dog was up to.
She cooperated by sitting up and stretching out her leg.
Wei Lan held Lu Zijin’s ankle, letting Lu Zijin’s foot rest on her shoulder, and even leaned in to kiss it a few times.
Her wife’s feet were very beautiful, even whiter than white jade.
She reached out and gently squeezed Lu Zijin’s calf, asking appeasingly, “Wife, is this pressure okay?”
Lu Zijin propped herself up on her hands behind her, comfortably squinting her eyes.
Her little Qiankun was a real money-grubber.
She was working so hard for her private savings.
She would have to make her little Qiankun work really hard tonight.
“Mm.
A little harder.”
Lu Zijin reminded her.
“Okay.”
Wei Lan increased the pressure slightly and leaned in to kiss Lu Zijin’s ankle again.
Lu Zijin was both amused and exasperated.
Her little Qiankun was trying to please her while also taking advantage.
And she seemed to be enjoying it.
She stretched out her foot and pressed it against Wei Lan’s neck, her toes lightly stepping on the gland opening.
The scent of fresh snow pheromones spilled out, and Wei Lan almost went limp and fell to the ground.
She looked up at Lu Zijin with a pitiful expression.
“Wife, if you step on it until it’s empty, I won’t have the strength to serve you.”
“Alright.
Then I won’t step on your gland opening today.”
As she spoke, Lu Zijin stepped on Wei Lan’s cheek again.
Her ankle was held by Wei Lan’s hand, and she kissed it again.
“You’re the best, wife.
I like you the most.”
With that, Wei Lan continued to massage Lu Zijin with effort.
Lu Zijin leaned back against the blanket behind her, very much enjoying Wei Lan’s service.
Wei Lan massaged Lu Zijin’s legs for a good while.
Lu Zijin was almost comfortable enough to fall asleep.
“Wife, can you give me back the brocade box now?”
Wei Lan nuzzled against Lu Zijin’s leg, looking at her with pleading eyes.
Lu Zijin opened her eyes slightly and saw her little Qiankun looking at her pitifully.
She smiled and curled her finger at Wei Lan.
“That depends on your performance.”
Wei Lan climbed onto the bed and began to undo Lu Zijin’s garment sashes.
“Wife, I’ll definitely perform very well!”
With that, Wei Lan, looking very fierce, kissed Lu Zijin.
Wei Lan lowered the bed curtains.
Soon, sounds came from the bedroom.
The red candles flickered, the night deepening.
An hour later, Lu Zijin was waving a thousand-tael silver note from the brocade box in front of Wei Lan.
“Be good.
Why did you stop?
Don’t you want the silver note?”
Wei Lan looked at Lu Zijin pitifully, hugging her and acting spoiled.
“I want it.”
“If you want it, continue.”
Lu Zijin bit Wei Lan’s earlobe and reminded her with a light laugh.
“I’m tired, wife.
I can’t do it anymore.”
Wei Lan wanted to cry; her wrists were sore, and her wife hadn’t even given her back one silver note yet.
Lu Zijin bit Wei Lan’s lip, then lightly tapped her nose.
“A girl shouldn’t say she can’t do it.
Be good.
Do it two more times, and I’ll give you one silver note.”
“Really?”
Wei Lan looked at the silver note with pleading eyes.
“Of course.
Have I ever lied to you?”
Lu Zijin kissed Wei Lan’s lips, coaxing her.
Wei Lan looked at the silver note, then obediently hugged Lu Zijin and kissed her again.
Half an hour later, Wei Lan felt her hands were so tired.
This was even more stimulating than carving jade.
Wei Lan sniffled and asked weakly, “Wife, can you give me the silver note now?”
Lu Zijin, very comfortable, nuzzled against Wei Lan’s chest and reached for the purple-red brocade box.
She opened it and began flipping through the silver notes inside.
Wei Lan licked her lips and pleaded, “Wife, just give me that one thousand tael note.
I don’t mind.”
Lu Zijin leaned in and kissed Wei Lan.
She didn’t give Wei Lan a thousand taels.
Instead, she searched through the pile and found a one hundred tael note and handed it to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan almost cried.
She had worked for three hours, and her wife only gave her one hundred taels?
Her wife was exploiting her!
“Only one hundred taels?”
Wei Lan murmured.
Lu Zijin almost burst out laughing but managed to hold it in.
Her little Qiankun was too adorable.
“What’s wrong?
You think it’s too little?
Then I won’t give it to you.”
Wei Lan quickly grabbed the one hundred taels.
“No, no.
It’s better than nothing.”
Looking at her little Qiankun holding the one hundred tael note, Lu Zijin wrapped her arms around Wei Lan’s neck and kissed her again.
After a long moment, she pulled back slightly and brought her lips to Wei Lan’s ear, coaxing.
“Do it a few more times, and I’ll give you a thousand taels.”
“Really?”
Wei Lan’s eyes lit up.
“Of course.
I wouldn’t lie to you.”
Lu Zijin kissed the corner of Wei Lan’s lips and coaxed softly.
Wei Lan tucked the hard-earned money she had just earned under the pillow, then rolled over to pin Lu Zijin beneath her.
Earning silver from her wife was so hard.
Wei Lan worked hard for another hour.
She was really out of strength.
She simply lay on Lu Zijin’s chest to rest, but she didn’t forget to ask for the silver.
“Wife, where are the silver notes?”
Wei Lan sniffled, asking pitifully.
The corners of Lu Zijin’s mouth lifted.
“Here you go.”
With that, she began counting out from the stack of notes again.
Wei Lan saw that the top note was a thousand taels and said sycophantically, “Wife, isn’t the top one a thousand?
Just give me any one.”
“That won’t do.
You have to satisfy me first to get a thousand.
Your performance just now was barely worth two hundred.”
With that, Lu Zijin pulled out a two hundred tael note and handed it to Wei Lan.
Wei Lan pouted and took it.
No, where was the promised thousand?
Why was her wife deducting pay?
Lu Zijin held back a smile, seeing her little Qiankun staring at the two hundred taels, questioning her life.
She bit Wei Lan’s earlobe again and laughed.
“What’s wrong?
Judging by the master’s expression, it seems you don’t really want this two hundred.
How about giving it back to me?”
“I want it.
I really want it.”
Wei Lan quickly tucked the two hundred under the pillow.
If she lost this two hundred, she would have worked for nothing tonight.
Wei Lan, exhausted, lay limply against Lu Zijin’s chest to rest.
Lu Zijin pinched her earlobe and coaxed.
“Don’t you want to earn more silver?
Do it a few more times, and I’ll give you more.”
“But I’m tired.”
Wei Lan nuzzled against Lu Zijin, acting spoiled.
Lu Zijin pinched her earlobe and said softly, “How can a girl be tired?
A girl’s energy is endless.
Come on, I promise to give you more silver notes.”
And so, Lu Zijin, using a mix of coaxing and deception, made Wei Lan work hard several more times.
In the end, Wei Lan was so tired she forgot to ask for the silver notes and fell asleep.
Seeing her little Qiankun had been played until she fell asleep, Lu Zijin finally prepared to sleep, satisfied.
Wei Lan was too tired.
The next day, she didn’t even notice when Lu Zijin woke up.
When she opened her eyes, the sky was already bright.
She rubbed her wrists; they were still a bit sore.
Wei Lan rolled around in the blanket a few times, whining and not wanting to get up.
Her wife was so mean.
She had only given her three hundred taels.
Oh, and she had forgotten to ask for the money for the last time!
Wei Lan pulled out a few silver notes from under the pillow and counted them.
There were five hundred taels in total.
That meant her wife had given her another two hundred later.
Wei Lan buried her face in the blanket.
Wuwuwu, it was too hard to earn silver from her wife.
She had had several thousand taels, and now she was suddenly down to five hundred.
And this was the hard-earned money she had worked all night to get.
She slept a little longer, then got up.
Thinking that these five hundred taels were given to her by her wife, there was no need to hide them.
Wei Lan put them in her wardrobe.
She dressed, opened the door, and told the maidservants to prepare her washing things.
She washed up listlessly.
Qing Zhi naturally noticed.
According to the young maidservants on duty by the door last night, the young lady and the master had been up until the middle of the night, only then asking for hot water to be brought in to wipe themselves down.
The intensity of the battle could be imagined.
No wonder the master had only gotten up around noon.
Qing Zhi looked at Wei Lan’s build and felt it was necessary to have the kitchen prepare some rock sugar bird’s nest for her at noon.
At lunch, Wei Lan did indeed drink rock sugar bird’s nest.
Her right hand was limp and weak, but that didn’t stop her from eating.
However, she couldn’t carve jade.
Her wife was so much harder to carve than jade.
Not only were her wrists sore, but her shoulders were also uncomfortable.
She needed to rest and recover.
So, in the afternoon, Wei Lan fell into a deep sleep again.
In the afternoon, Lu Zijin finished her work and returned.
Seeing that Wei Lan was still asleep, she couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for her.
Her little Qiankun was so soft and delicate; had she gone too far last night?
Pushing her little Qiankun too hard?
Lu Zijin leaned in and kissed Wei Lan’s forehead.
She found that Wei Lan’s body was very hot, but it didn’t seem like a fever.
Judging by her state, it seemed more like her heat period was coming.
Lu Zijin quickly pushed the door open and went out.
“Go call Deng Jin.
The master seems unwell.”
“Yes.”
Qing Zhi quickly sent a servant boy from the courtyard to call him.
Soon, Deng Jin arrived.
He took Wei Lan’s pulse, then bowed to Lu Zijin.
“Young lady, this seems to be the master’s heat period arriving early.
The usual method for dealing with a heat period will suffice.”
“Why did it come early?”
Lu Zijin asked.
“It’s possible the master’s emotions were too intense, or perhaps marital relations have been too frequent, triggering the early heat.
Many things could cause it.”
Deng Jin said cautiously.
Lu Zijin cleared her throat softly, her earlobes slightly flushed.
“Does she need to take any herbal medicine?”
“No.
Just use pheromone balancing.”
Deng Jin continued.
Lu Zijin nodded and dismissed Deng Jin.
Looking at the pitifully sleeping Wei Lan on the bed, Lu Zijin began to undress.
First things first, she needed to feed her little Qiankun.
Wei Lan’s body was very hot.
Smelling the familiar white sandalwood scent, she moved closer, crying and acting spoiled as she sucked in the pheromones.
“Be good.
Do it a few more times, and you won’t feel so bad.”
Lu Zijin coaxed softly.
Wei Lan sniffled and whined.
“My hands have no strength.
Wuwuwu~”
She wanted to move, but she really had no strength.
Her wrists were sore, her shoulders hurt, and her body was miserably hot.
Seeing her little Qiankun crying pitifully, Lu Zijin leaned in and kissed the tears from Wei Lan’s cheeks, continuing to coax.
“Alright, you don’t have to move.
Use your left hand this time.
Just prop your hand up.
I’ll be on top.”
Wei Lan sniffled and sat up, doing as Lu Zijin said.
Lu Zijin kissed Wei Lan and coaxed her.
Her little Qiankun looked so adorable when she cried.
They played until very late.
Finally, Wei Lan’s fever subsided.
Her stomach growled.
Wei Lan hugged Lu Zijin and acted spoiled.
“Wife, I’m hungry.”
Lu Zijin was also exhausted; she had been the one doing the work.
She reached out and pinched Wei Lan’s earlobe.
“Alright.
I’ll have them bring the food in.”
Ignoring the discomfort in her waist, Lu Zijin got up and dressed, then went out to tell the maidservants to prepare the meal.
She opened the window to let out the strong scent of pheromones.
In the end, Wei Lan didn’t want to get out of bed, so Lu Zijin simply put some food on a plate and brought it to her in bed.
Wei Lan ate two plates of food and then fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing Wei Lan asleep, Lu Zijin finally had someone prepare water.
She bathed and then went back to rest.
Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Wei Lan’s fever returned.
The two played until almost dawn before finally resting.
In the morning, some managers from the various shops came to report to Lu Zijin.
Qianxue turned them all away, telling them to come back in the afternoon.
Lu Zijin and Wei Lan slept until noon.
But Wei Lan’s spirits were much better, not like the night before when she would cry at the drop of a hat.
However, she was still very clingy with Lu Zijin, hugging her and not letting go as soon as she got up.
Seeing her little Qiankun couldn’t bear to be apart from her, Lu Zijin had to tell Qianxue to inform everyone that she had important matters to attend to for the next few days, and that anything could be reported to her after four days.
And so, for the next few days, Wei Lan was practically attached to Lu Zijin.
Wherever Lu Zijin went, Wei Lan followed.
Even if she didn’t follow, she insisted on being in the same room.
For example, on the second day, Lu Zijin really had a few urgent matters to handle, so she went to the study.
Wei Lan followed her there and rested on the soft couch.
For four days, Wei Lan’s heat period finally passed.
Lu Zijin was also exhausted.
Seeing Wei Lan was finally better, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She threw herself into work; there were many things piled up waiting for her to handle.
Wei Lan also recovered a bit.
Thinking about her remaining five hundred taels of private savings, Wei Lan decided to carve some more jade to sell.
But this time, she had to hide the money well!
***
On the other side, Chen Zhou was finally released from jail.
Even though someone from the Chen residence had brought him food every day, living in such basic conditions for fifteen days had nearly broken Chen Zhou.
When Chen Zhou came out of jail and saw Zhou Yu’e waiting for him, he broke down crying.
“Mother, I’m finally out.
I almost died in there.”
“My good son, let’s hurry home.
Let’s go home.”
With that, Zhou Yu’e helped Chen Zhou into the carriage.
After returning, Chen Zhou bathed properly and had the residence physician take his pulse.
The physician prescribed medicine to nourish his body.
Chen Zhou rested for several days before finally recovering.
Once he felt better, he thought about getting revenge.
Wei Lan had made him spend fifteen days in jail; he was definitely going to make her pay!
Thinking this, Chen Zhou sent a few people to watch the Lu residence.
At the same time, he sent others to find Wei Wenyuan.
Even if Wei Lan didn’t want to acknowledge Wei Wenyuan as her father, he was still her father.
Using Wei Wenyuan would still cause Wei Lan considerable trouble.
When Su Er and his men found Wei Wenyuan, he was dead drunk, curled up in a small alley.
The alley was filled with homeless people.
Wei Wenyuan had sold the family home, and the money had been taken by the gambling house people to cover his debts.
The house already belonged to someone else; he couldn’t go back.
His wife and daughters had left him.
These days, he could only earn thirty or forty copper coins a day by carrying grain at the dock, barely enough to get by.
His meager earnings were only enough for food; renting a room was out of the question.
So he lived in this alley filled with homeless people.
Wei Wenyuan refused to accept reality.
Every day, he would use his earnings to buy wine, drink himself into a stupor.
Only in his dreams could he still be a wealthy master.
But when he woke up, he was just a laborer and a homeless man again.
Su Er had to ask around extensively before finding Wei Wenyuan.
“Wei Wenyuan?
Wei Wenyuan?”
Su Er called out several times, but Wei Wenyuan was already drunk and ignored him, sleeping soundly on a torn blanket on the ground.
Su Er had no choice but to instruct the servant boys with him.
“Pick him up and carry him back to the residence through the back gate.”
“Brother Er?
Do we really have to bother with this smelly homeless guy?”
“You think I want to?
The young master has a use for him.
Just carry him back.
Hurry up.”
Su Er urged.
Wei Wenyuan hadn’t bathed in who knows how long; the smell almost made Su Er vomit.
He quickly stepped back.
In the end, the servant boys had to hold their noses to carry him back.
When they reached the Chen residence, Wei Wenyuan still wasn’t sober.
Su Er had no choice but to have him locked in the woodshed and watched.
When Wei Wenyuan woke up again, it was already afternoon.
Every day, he would drink until the afternoon, then go to the dock to do labor, earn a few coins, buy wine, and drink again at night.
But when he opened his eyes, he found he wasn’t in that small alley.
He suddenly jolted awake and quickly went to open the door.
“Let me out!
Let me out!”
The servant boys at the door stopped him and gave him a disgusted look.
“You stay put.
Our young master wants to see you.”
Wei Wenyuan saw that the servant boys were all carrying sticks, so he didn’t dare cause trouble.
He just waited in the woodshed.
Soon, the news of Wei Wenyuan waking up reached Chen Zhou.
Chen Zhou instructed Su Er, “Go have him bathe and find him some clean clothes to change into.
Then bring him to see me.
I don’t want him stinking up the place.”
“Yes, young master.”
Su Er quickly went to carry out Chen Zhou’s orders.
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