Chapter Twelve: The Wanjuan Pavilion

  National Duke's Mansion, Study Room.

  "Doesn't Brother Mei suspect Huāng Lěng Yuè at all? She used to be a complete waste, but now she has skills that are no worse than mine. This... isn't this suspicious?" Shàng Guān Jǐn Yán accused desperately.

  If it were in the past, she wouldn't have believed it either. But after being taken advantage of once, she never dared to underestimate Huang Lengyue again.

  Lian Cheng Wei looked at Shang Guan Jin Yan's wronged face and said expressionlessly, "Go back, I will investigate this matter clearly."

  Shangguan Jinyan didn't think she was hurt so badly, and Leng Chengwei was still so cold to her.

  Lian Cheng Wei opened the book in his hand with a carefree expression, saying lightly: "Don't worry, cousin. At present, Huang Leng Yue is still my wife, and I will naturally investigate this matter thoroughly. You can rest assured that when the time comes, I will give you an explanation."

  She didn't get the expected result, so Yu Guan Jin Yan was a bit annoyed, but she still pouted and pretended to be pitiful and obedient, nodding her head. "Then, Mo Gege, Jin Yan will go back first." After saying that, she stomped her foot, puffed out her cheeks and turned around to leave.

  As soon as Officer Jin Yan walked away, Lian Cheng's eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

  "Master, as you instructed, I have arranged for the cleverest maid to be sent to Ninth Lady's place," said Lian Cheng, his loyal subordinate.

  Lian Chengwei was very satisfied and said, "Go and instruct that maid, say what should be said, don't say what shouldn't be said!"

  At the beginning of the month, he nodded and retreated.

  "Ha ha, this is getting more and more interesting..."

  ……

  Huang Leng Yue did not expect that Lian Cheng Wei would suddenly have a change of heart and send her a maid.

  However, she didn't think it was a good thing either. Cheng Mei seemed gentle and elegant on the surface, but in reality, he wasn't a simple person. Since he could proactively give himself a concubine, he must have had some sinister intentions.

  However, she happened to have some things to ask someone about.

  "My name is Xiaoshu, and from now on I'm yours." Xiaoshu looked very delicate and seemed intelligent and sensible, Lingfeng liked her at first sight.

  "I asked you, are there any books in your mansion that can help cultivate spiritual power or improve skills?" Huāng Lěng Yuè got straight to the point, anyway a dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water, she could only ask Xiao Shū.

  Even if Xiao Shu was a spy, she would have jumped into the fire pit directly.

  Xiao Shu's eyes sparkled and she immediately said, "There is indeed, but..."

  Seeing Xiao Shu's embarrassment, Huang Lengyue naturally guessed some of it.

  Her status in the Imperial Palace, even Xichuan, is not worthy of being on the same stage as her. After all, books on spiritual power and skills are the crystallization of human wisdom, which cannot be bought with a thousand pieces of gold, and will not be easily shown to others.

  "Afraid I won't be able to get in?" Huang Leng Yue Leng.

  The people of this continent are more realistic than the modern people in her previous life. So if she wants to survive here, she must be strong and domineering, with the weak being trampled and humiliated. And she was born to be a king!

  Xiao Shu nodded timidly.

  "You tell me where the book is, whether I can get in or not is my business."

  "In the center of the National Duke's Mansion, there is a Wanjuan Pavilion, where all the spiritual cultivation books and skill-enhancing books owned by the National Duke's Mansion are stored."

  Since she's going to stay in this place for three months, isn't it unreasonable not to charge her interest?

  "Come here and draw me a map." Huang Leng Yue's red lips curled up slightly, as if smiling but not quite.

  Looking for adoption