204: His Affections 4

His Affections 4

Jiang Yeqian would not need to worry about Qi Qingyao's safety when she was in Baishui Village, but at the same time, he felt lost. If she really did not need him, he should return to the capital and meet the State Preceptor, Li Ruoxuan!1

That night, in the dark, a black carriage drove toward Qingzhou City.

It headed into the city under the moonlight, and drove toward a restaurant. The building had four floors in total. Jiang Yeqian went straight up to the fourth floor and pushed on a door. The interior of the room seemed to be made of gold; the room glinted bright gold from top to bottom, and it was extremely grand and lavish. The floors were covered by handwoven cashmere carpets, on which were several fist-sized glow-in-the-dark pearls. White jade ceramic bowls were filled with pink pearls, and on the gold-traced blackwater wood table were several beautiful stalks of jadeite cabbage. On the walls were valuable pieces of art by renowned masters.

A young man clad in red was drinking liquor on a chair cushioned with tiger skin, a soft, gentle girl in his arms. However, he paused when he saw the visitor.

"You didn't pay me a single cent the last time you drank here, and yet you have the nerve to come back?"

"Don't piss me off." Jiang Yeqian sat down, looking moody.

The red-clothed man nodded at the girls, who quickly left the room.

The man's name was Tan Xiangdie. He had known Jiang Yeqian for a long time.

Tan Xiangdie noticed Jiang Yeqian's murderous expression. He deliberately teased, "You've been staying in Qingzhou for a long time, and you aren't going back to the capital, either. What is going on in your brain? I find you harder and harder to understand."

"..." Jiang Yeqian gave him a look, and then he picked up the flagon on the table morosely and started to drink.

"Don't just drink, tell me everything." Tan Xiangdie was even more curious after seeing his actions. Who was it that had given the famous Head of Zhaixing Administration trouble?

Jiang Yeqian continued to drink expressionlessly.

"Speak up! Drinking is so boring!" Tan Xiangdie was behaving like he was watching a show. He said, "Look at how you're drowning your sorrows with liquor. You must be having trouble with a woman."

Jiang Yeqian's hand that was holding the flagon stopped midair, and his expression turned icier.

Tan Xiangdie looked like he had discovered a new continent. He said, filled with surprise, "Why the face? Have you really met a woman?"

Jiang Yeqian eyed this gossiping fellow, and he said coldly, "I met a woman. She already has children."

"Damn, I didn't expect your taste to be so unique." Tan Xiangdie was shocked, but he patted his chest and said calmly, "It's fine, though. You're the Head of the Zhaixing Administration. It's normal for you to fall for a woman who has kids."

"I don't like her," Jiang Yeqian retorted resolutely.

"Why are you drowning your sorrows with liquor here, then?" Tan Xiangdie asked.

"She drove me out." She drove him out, that was all.

"Drive out? What do you mean by that?" Tan Xiangdie did not understand.

"She drove me out, literally," Jiang Yeqian explained.

"You… Ugh, you'll drive me mad. Tell me! What is your relationship with this woman? Why did she drive you out? Why did she make you drown your sorrows with liquor over here?" Tan Xiangdie scratched his head anxiously.

He was the Head of the Ghost House, the Zhaixing Administration! The Head of the Zhaixing Administration that did not get involved with women! He had become a spy in the imperial court in order to obtain information, but he somehow became the Head Grand Secretariat of Beiliang whom the Emperor thought highly of!

Now, he was drowning himself in liquor because of a woman who had kids!

This was more and more hilarious the more he thought of it. He was also getting more and more curious.

When Tan Xiangdie asked Jiang Yeqian what the relationship between him and Qi Qingyao was, Jiang Yeqian felt awkward for a while, and then he drank a mouthful of liquor. He said, "There's no relationship!" 

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