Nalan Lingling

Chapter 446 - 447, Obscene Language

Chapter 446: Chapter 447, Obscene Language


The two slipped into the study, and Han Tianci was quick to sense what was expected of him, not rummaging around, but simply following behind Chu Yu.


"Remember the arrangement of these items, and once I’ve done, you’ll put them back in their original order!" Chu Yu commanded in a muted voice.


Han Tianci nodded vigorously.


And paid careful attention.


After Chu Yu had disturbed the items, Han Tianci on the side committed the scene to memory before precisely putting everything back in place.


Chu Yu saw what he’d done and was very pleased, "Next time there’s something like this, I’ll bring you along again!"


"Really?" Han Tianci’s eyes lit up.


This feeling was very thrilling and fun.


"Hmm, perform well, and if you do, I’ll bring you next time!" Chu Yu said, flicking Han Tianci’s forehead with his finger.


Han Tianci wasn’t annoyed and quietly giggled, assisting Chu Yu in tidying up.


Suddenly, they heard voices outside; Chu Yu quickly grabbed Han Tianci, and in an instant, they both leapt up to hide among the beams, concealing themselves.


Han Tianci looked at Chu Yu, who put a finger to his lips and gently "shushed" him. Han Tianci immediately nodded and pressed his lips tightly together.


Chu Yu gave a thumbs-up in approval.


They saw the door squeak open and two men, one after the other, entered. The first, clad in official attire, was around fifty, with a goatee; the second, a bit younger, sported a mustache.


"Sir, the third young master of the Xing Family has disappeared, what should we do next?" the man with the mustache asked.


"What’s there to fear, Mr. Yi? The second son of the Xing Family has already confessed, and the bandits have been dealt with neatly. When the time comes, we’ll just behead a couple of people, and it will be done. What threat is a little boy to us!" Xiu Bingsheng said, nonchalantly sitting down on a chair.


"That’s true, but I’ve heard that His Highness Prince Rui has already arrived in Yangxi City, and if His Highness becomes aware of this matter..." Mr. Yi appeared somewhat anxious.


The worst fear was that Xing Keshou had already met Prince Rui and was articulating his grievances.


After all, Prince Rui was not known for his leniency.


"He won’t find out. You see, he passed through Yangxi City and chose to stay at an inn rather than the post station, and he didn’t send anyone to summon me. This shows that they will depart tomorrow, and Yangxi City will still be under my control!" Xiu Bingsheng said, brimming with pride.


"But what if Prince Rui intervenes in this matter?" Mr. Yi asked.


"If he doesn’t know what’s good for him..." Xiu Bingsheng said, then drew his finger across his neck, his eyes full of ruthlessness.


Up on the beam, Han Tianci was indignant beyond words, but Chu Yu held him back with a silent shake of his head.


Han Tianci turned his head away, frustrated. Bit by a dog when he was only trying to be kind, couldn’t Chu Yu see that his anger was for their sake?


Chu Yu found it amusing.


He signaled Han Tianci to continue listening.


They heard Xiu Bingsheng say, "Recall all the people we sent out, and keep a close watch on the cells. Make sure no one rescues the second Xing son. I just hate that when we caught the Xing brat, he managed to take the Treasure Map with him!"


"Lord, I don’t understand; why kill the second Xing son?"


"Xing Er knew too much. If he lives, I can’t rest easy. Besides, with that little girl around, if the young Xing lad comes looking, we could use the girl to coax him. Perhaps we could even charm the Treasure Map out of him!"


Mr. Yi nodded repeatedly, "My lord thinks of everything!"


"Ah ha ha, else why am I the lord and you the steward!" Xiu Bingsheng boasted, laughing recklessly. Then, recalling something, his face contorted into a lecherous smirk, "That little girl tasted quite good, quite saucy. Mr. Yi, would you like to try?"


"Wouldn’t that be inappropriate?"


"How could it be inappropriate? Now she’s putty in our hands, shapeable however we wish. Mr. Yi, don’t be so modest!"