Chapter 13

“Young Master Xu… grip it… you can rub it… you can thrust… as long as it feels good… just wait until it comes out…”

Zhang Meng felt that she had never been so ill-mannered before. She heard Xu Lu Cha’s heavy panting, muffled groans, and the unconscious whimpers like a puppy when he climaxed behind the screen. She wished she could run in and cover Xu Lu Cha’s mouth.

She covered her ears and tried to keep her voice gentle, “Young Master Xu, please be quieter. It will be troublesome if someone outside hears.”

But Xu Lu Cha seemed to be completely immersed in his own world and couldn’t take in her suggestions at all.

After about an hour, who knows how many times Xu Lu Cha had stroked himself, suddenly footsteps were heard outside.

Then, she heard someone talking outside, “There are strange noises inside… as if someone is crying…”

“There’s a ghost… Did that couple come back during the day?…”

“I’ve never seen a ghost. Anyway, the yang energy is strong during the day. Let’s go in and have a look…”

The footsteps got closer and closer, and Zhang Meng’s heart was in her throat.

If someone discovered that she and Xu Lu Cha were here, according to the customs of the female-dominant country, it wouldn’t have much impact on her. At most, she would be teased for being promiscuous. But Xu Lu Cha would be scolded as a shameless husband and, in serious cases, would be caught and put in a pig cage.

At this point, Zhang Meng had no time to think too much. She quickly walked to the other side of the screen, grabbed Xu Lu Cha’s arm, and supported him as she ran towards the backyard.

Xu Lu Cha’s clothes were still half-off. He weakly struggled with his hands to escape from her. Zhang Meng had no choice but to quickly turn around with her back to him, lift his legs to wrap around her waist, carry him on her back, and run to the backyard.

Who knows how much aphrodisiac Xu Lu Cha had eaten. He had been tormenting himself for so long, yet that part of him was still hard, poking Zhang Meng uncomfortably.

As she ran, her clothes rubbed against that part of him. Xu Lu Cha’s muffled groans kept ringing in Zhang Meng’s ears, and his heavy breath sprayed on Zhang Meng’s neck, making goosebumps rise all over her body.

After finding a relatively secluded place, Zhang Meng put him down and covered his mouth.

The few people outside came in and looked around, found nothing, and left disappointedly.

After they walked away, Zhang Meng hurriedly released his mouth and turned her back to him.

“I apologize, Young Master Xu. I was rude.”

Xu Lu Cha panted heavily, his beautiful eyes filled with tears. He glared at her, almost gritting his silver teeth.

He tidied up his clothes and viciously clawed at Zhang Meng’s back neck with his fingernails that were hidden with poison.

Zhang Meng seemed to have eyes on the back of her head and quickly dodged. She turned around and grabbed his hand.

She held his hands, bent down, and carried him on her back. She turned her head and reassured Xu Lu Cha, “I won’t tell anyone about what happened today. It seems that your body has gotten better. Now I’ll take you back to the Xu Residence.” With that, she carried him out of the backyard through the small door.

Xu Lu Cha’s scalding tears dripped onto Zhang Meng’s back neck. He opened his mouth and fiercely bit Zhang Meng’s neck, without holding back at all.

Soon, his mouth was filled with the fishy and salty taste of blood.

He hatefully said in a low voice, “For letting you see me at my most wretched, I won’t let you off. Even if you helped me, I won’t be grateful to you…” Zhang Meng’s footsteps paused slightly, and she sighed, “Young Master Xu, I didn’t help you for your gratitude…”

…

After sending Xu Lu Cha back to the Xu Residence, Zhang Meng returned to the tavern.

Her neck was bitten by Xu Lu Cha and bled quite a bit. She just tore off a bit of cloth from her inner garment and casually bandaged it.

She returned to the tavern, and Zheng Shu had long been waiting for her there.

Zheng Shu looked at her expressionlessly, seeming to blame her for leaving her post without authorization.

Zhang Meng hurriedly explained, “I went to the latrine. I’m sorry.”

The owner of the tavern finally returned. She took out the tax silver very guiltily, “I’m really sorry for making Constable Zhang and Constable Zheng wait for so long. To atone, how about I treat you to a drink?” Zheng Shu took the silver note without saying anything and turned to leave.

Zhang Meng politely declined the tavern owner’s kindness with a smile, “No need. We have to return to the yamen.” With that said, Zhang Meng hurriedly pressed on her sword and ran to catch up with Zheng Shu.

…

“Young Master, what’s wrong with you?”

Zi Yi looked at the tightly closed door, feeling a bit uneasy. He knocked on the door, “Young Master?” The young master had shut himself in the room without saying a word since Constable Zhang sent him back. He was indeed a bit worried.

He knocked on the door again and was about to speak when Xu Lu Cha’s suppressed and angry voice came from inside, “Get lost!” Zi Yi was startled and hurriedly lowered his head to reply, “Yes.”

It was a long time before Xu Lu Cha came out of the room. Zi Yi found that his eyes were teary and his face was flushed red. And Zi Yi had never seen him blush or show such a aggrieved and ashamed expression.

“Young Master…”

Xu Lu Cha sat at the stone table, dressed in green, his expression ice-cold. He took out a brocade pouch from his sleeve and threw it to Zi Yi, “Give this pouch to Miss Qin…” Daring to scheme against him, one must pay the price.

He took out another brocade pouch from his sleeve, “Give this pouch to Zhong Huo. Inside is all the evidence of Qian Mo toying with good men.” He was determined to make her life worse than death.

Zi Yi took the pouches, looking at Xu Lu Cha in confusion, “Young Master… Miss Qian, she…” Xu Lu Cha suddenly clenched his fists, his beautiful eyes bone-chillingly cold.

“Go, quickly!”

Zi Yi hurriedly nodded and turned to leave.

Xu Lu Cha waved his hand, sweeping all the tea sets on the stone table to the ground. He gritted his teeth, shaking with anger.

Since that man died, he had never suffered such anger and humiliation. He had long sworn that he would make those who made him unhappy suffer.

And there was also her!

Thinking of what she said to him in the abandoned house and what she did to him, even though she helped him, he would definitely not let her off!

Xu Lu Cha’s handsome face flushed red with both shame and anger.

…

After Zhang Meng returned to the yamen and sorted out the account books, it was time to tidy up the flowers and plants in the yamen.

She went to the back courtyard and saw Ji Ming holding a hoe and weeding.

Ji Ming was dressed in a moon-white garment, clean and otherworldly. He loosely tied his jet-black long hair behind his head, revealing his snow-white neck. Fine strands of hair hung down, soaked by sweat, sticking to his snow-white skin. His usually somewhat pale complexion was flushed healthily after the exercise.

“Young Master Ji? Why have you come to help weed again?”

Zhang Meng hurriedly walked up to him, feeling a bit embarrassed, “This is my job, but you’re doing it for me. I feel very embarrassed.”

Ji Ming shook his head, “It’s nothing. Ji Ming is idle anyway. Ji Ming is very happy to be able to do something for the yamen.”

Zhang Meng, “The madam is truly blessed to have such a virtuous fiancé as Young Master Ji.”

She was indeed a bit envious of Zhong Huo. Ji Ming was truly a good man. Since he came to the yamen, he had taken the initiative to help with work, weeding, washing dishes, and washing vegetables. Zhang Meng’s workload had been greatly reduced because of him.

For Ji Ming, a young master who had grown up in luxury, to do so much for the yamen was really rare.

Ji Ming smiled slightly, “Constable Zhang, don’t praise Ji Ming anymore. Actually, Ji Ming really likes the days in the yamen, very happy and fulfilling. Ji Ming used to stay in the boudoir embroidering all day, which was really suffocating.”

Zhang Meng smiled at him, “How has your relationship with the madam been recently?”

Ji Ming replied, “No progress. She probably dislikes Ji Ming.” As he said this, his tone was calm, and he didn’t seem disappointed.

Seeing his somewhat indifferent appearance, Zhang Meng sighed inwardly.

Obviously, they were a quite well-matched couple, but neither of them had that kind of thought for each other. It seemed that there was a reason why Miss Zhong Ling had been so anxious recently that she was getting mouth ulcers.