After all, for Jiang Qingge, a very conservative young lady, things like bedroom skills were a bit too much.

In the past, even if such "forbidden books" collected dust in the Library Pavilion for years, she would never glance at them.

But the other day, as a faint feeling toward that person surfaced in her heart, Jiang Qingge found herself a bit lost.

Tonight, driven by an indescribable emotion, after finishing some martial arts books, she picked up this book that usually made her too embarrassed to even look at.

Moments later, her long-standing habit of good reading immersed her once again.

But she only got through the part about deepening emotional connections, while the subsequent sections on bedroom pleasures... Jiang Qingge hadn't read more than two pages before feeling her face burn like a fire, quickly setting the book aside, daring not to continue.

To her, this was a completely forbidden book.

Then she quickly checked outside the pavilion to make sure no one was around, only then exhaling in relief.

If someone saw her, deep in the night, actually reading a "forbidden book," Jiang Qingge felt she wouldn't be able to stay at the Jiang Family at all.

She rubbed her face to dispel some of the shameful feeling, then Jiang Qingge walked out of the Library Pavilion.

Originally intending to go back to rest, yet the thoughts in her heart lingered incessantly.

After some consideration, Jiang Qingge decided to take a walk outside Jiang Mansion and check on the last two shops, hoping to calm her mind before going to sleep.

Summoning the Postnatal Fifth Layer guard her father arranged, Jiang Qingge said with a hint of apology: "Uncle Liu, sorry for taking you out so late."

"Don't worry, Miss, I'll accompany you for a walk," said Uncle Liu, a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a smile. "It's just as well; staying in the mansion all the time, these old bones of mine are getting rusty."

Looking at Jiang Qingge, Uncle Liu felt a trace of regret flash through his eyes.

If the young lady could cultivate, with her tenacious character, she would surely achieve something in the martial arts path.

But alas, fate played tricks; while the heavens bestowed the young lady with incomparable beauty, they also deprived her of the aptitude for martial cultivation.

Uncle Liu felt a bit lamenting, wondering if this was the trade-off of gain and loss.

The two of them walked out of Jiang Mansion one after another. Since the last assassination attempt, before Jiang Qingge left the mansion, she habitually scanned her surroundings and the people around to ensure safety.

Based on her experience, she tried to discern if there were any suspicious individuals nearby.

After all, years of dealing with shops had heightened her discernment.

Serious scrutiny would reveal the unfamiliar actions of those pretending to be small-time vendors who never set up stalls before.

Moments later, Jiang Qingge didn't spot any obviously suspicious individuals, but did notice a figure seemingly turning to leave.

Staring at the somewhat familiar face, with the person appearing to frown and ready to turn away, Jiang Qingge's brows furrowed, "Lu Ye... is he back from treasure hunting?!"

"Lu Ye, where are you going?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Qingge called out.

In the past, during the early marriage period, even if she saw him, she wouldn't have said a word, pretending he wasn't even there.

But now, seeing Lu Ye seeming to want to leave, Jiang Qingge felt a bit flustered and called out involuntarily.

Not far from Jiang Mansion was indeed Lu Ye returning to Cloud Leaf City.

Originally intending to visit that little girl Jiang Lingyue at Jiang Mansion, as it had been some time since they last met.

But being so late into the night, under normal circumstances, Jiang Lingyue would have already been asleep.

Though Lu Ye could easily enter Jiang Mansion and Jiang Lingyue's room, he didn't have any intention of sneaking into her boudoir.

So just as he was about to leave, heading home, he noticed Jiang Qingge stepping out of the mansion with her guard.

"Going home," Lu Ye said indifferently.

Going home?

Jiang Qingge bit her lip softly, wondering if Jiang Mansion didn't count as his home anymore.

"Can't you not go home?" Jiang Qingge's voice was somewhat soft as she said, "There's also a place for you at the Jiang Family."

By this time, Uncle Liu had tactfully retreated ten meters away, observing the situation with indifferent composure.

Uncle Liu had a liking for this young master, finding Lu Ye stable and composed, qualities rare among young men his age.

Lu Ye furrowed his brows: "Do you have..."

Jiang Qingge interrupted him, saying softly, "Yes, I took medicine."

"?"

Stepping forward a few steps, facing Lu Ye still dressed in simple attire.

By the moonlight and the glow from surrounding shops, Jiang Qingge seemed to notice spots of blood on Lu Ye's clothes.

Immediately, she couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"You... did you get hurt on this trip?!"

Following Jiang Qingge's gaze, Lu Ye looked down to see spots of blood on his clothes too.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Ye recalled it was probably from chasing those postnatal realm evil cultivators, where he might have inadvertently caught some.

Even though the blood of evil cultivators was dark.

Once the blood dried and congealed, the color indeed turned dark, and on clothing, there was no apparent sign of anything unusual.

Lu Ye shook his head: "No, it's someone else's blood."

Jiang Qingge carefully examined Lu Ye's face; the color seemed perfectly normal, not the pallor of someone injured, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Nonetheless, the bloodstains on him indicated a fierce battle must have occurred...

Truly, the path of martial arts was fraught with danger.

With a recollection of the time, this man took on escort missions for just a few dozen silver, nearly dying to brutish robbers.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Qingge suggested, "Then... it's okay if you don't go back to sleep right away. Can you accompany me to handle something? I'll give you five hundred taels of silver?"

Five hundred taels of silver should afford him some stability in his cultivation for a while, right?

Though five hundred taels was almost equivalent to her month's salary, Jiang Qingge thought she barely had uses for silver herself.

Giving this amount to him, perhaps it could lessen some of his worries about finding cultivation resources, reducing the chances of him taking risks for earning more.

Let's consider it... compensation for the initial times they met.

Lu Ye furrowed his brows, five hundred taels of silver?

Just to accompany dealing with something, that, even for a family scion, was an extravagance.

They say with a hundred taels of silver, one could have a luxuriant drink, enough to please even one's elder brothers until they lay prostrate in satisfaction.

Lu Ye was puzzled, asking, "Are you a fool with too much money?"

Jiang Qingge: "..."

So now instead of suggesting she should take medicine, it's being called a fool with too much money?

In the past, Jiang Qingge would have surely felt anger bubbling from such words.

But now...

Not wearing any makeup, with long black hair cascading down her back, Jiang Qingge bit her lip: "Just... consider me a fool with too much money."

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