Chapter 214 Son-in-law, do you want a maid to warm your bed?
After strolling through the Yun Manor with Huang Quan in the afternoon, Ye Anping returned to the Main Hall to continue helping Yun Yiyi with some internal affairs of Yi Shui Peak. Yun Yiyi, meanwhile, was poring over the Yun Family Register brought from the Registry Hall of Central Peak, matching each of the twenty-seven deceased individuals.
Unfortunately, the family register was too complex. Yun Yiyi had read for an entire afternoon without finishing. By the time night fell, Huang Quan arrived and urged her to bathe and rest.
After finishing the day’s internal affairs for Yi Shui Peak, Ye Anping bid farewell to Yun Yiyi. Taking advantage of the dusk, he returned to the suspicious places he had seen earlier with Huang Quan. He left some contingency measures in those areas before returning to his Bedroom.
Of course, if the group who wanted to abduct Yun Yiyi really intended to kill him, his bedroom would undoubtedly become the main battlefield.
However, he was unsure of the cultivation level of the people Zhuang Yan had sent. Hastily setting up Talismans around his bedroom might not threaten them and could instead heighten their vigilance.
After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Anping hung some bells around his Room. This way, if anyone secretly approached, he could use his hearing to know their movements in advance, preventing a surprise attack from behind.
After finishing the preparations in his Bedroom, Ye Anping messed up his bedcovers and stuffed two or three spare pillows inside to act as a decoy. He decided to hide in the Wardrobe, controlling his breath.
However, as he was about to blow out the candle and get into the wardrobe…
Jingle!
A bell sounded from the direction of the main door of the Room.
Ye Anping frowned and quickly and quietly jumped into the wardrobe, slowly pulling the door shut, leaving only a small gap to observe the situation outside.
He was wondering why Zhuang Yan’s subordinates had come so soon after nightfall, but the next moment, Huang Quan’s knock came from outside the door.
“Son-in-law~~ I saw that your room just extinguished its lights. Are you preparing to sleep?”
“… …”
Hearing that it was Huang Quan, Ye Anping hesitated for a moment. The maidservant had shown no abnormalities in the afternoon, appearing just like a maidservant who treated him as her Son-in-law.
After much deliberation, he prepared his Spirit Sword, quietly emerged from the wardrobe, walked to the door, and opened it.
“What is it?”
Huang Quan outside the door fidgeted, seeming to have just finished bathing, with a little moisture still lingering on her Maidservant’s bun and face.
Seeing the door open, she opened and closed her lips, then quickly asked:
“Son-in-law… it’s snowing heavily today. I was worried you might catch a cold, so I thought I’d come and warm your bed for you or something.”
“No need.”
“Ah… it’s alright, Son-in-law, you don’t have to feel embarrassed.” Huang Quan quickly said, “I just finished warming the Eldest Miss’s bed too. The Eldest Miss fell asleep as soon as she got into bed. Do you think I’m dirty, Son-in-law? I… just took a bath, my body is very clean.”
“It’s not that,” Ye Anping said after holding back for a while. “I’m just not used to others warming my bed.”
Upon hearing this, Huang Quan paused and then asked:
“Ah? Did you not have maids warm your bed when you were at Hundred Lotus Sect before, Son-in-law?”
“…No.”
“Then you can try it. A warm bed is hot and comfortable. You’ll know once you try it.”
“No, thank you.”
Huang Quan pursed her lips, pushed her hair back, and said shyly,
“Son-in-law, you’ve been at Yun Manor for so long, and you haven’t made any requests to the maids in the manor. I don’t know what you like, and I usually don’t dare to talk to you… Let me take care of you more, okay? I’m willing.”
Seeing the maidservant’s determined stance, Ye Anping felt that if he refused, she might end up guarding his door for a long time.
Glancing at the wind and snow outside the corridor, he relented. He moved aside, saying,
“Then warm it.”
“Mhm~!”
Huang Quan’s eyes lit up instantly. She bowed politely and, holding up her maidservant skirt, stepped into the room. She glanced around the room by the dim Moonlight, said nothing further, and ran to the bedside.
She was about to take off her shoes and get into bed when she noticed the bedcovers were bulging. Lifting them, she saw several feather pillows inside and looked somewhat confused.
“Son-in-law, why did you put so many pillows in the bed?”
“I like it,” Ye Anping replied with a pout, urging, “Warm it quickly. Go back to your room and sleep after you’re done. It’s getting late.”
“Ah… okay.”
Huang Quan responded, took off her shoes, and prepared to get into bed.
If she wanted to become the Son-in-law’s concubine maidservant, she would definitely need to talk to him more. She would warm his bed and chat with him every day. This way, after the Eldest Miss and Son-in-law had their wedding ceremony, her chances of being chosen as a concubine maidservant would increase significantly.
With this thought, Huang Quan hugged herself in the covers and looked sideways at Ye Anping, who was standing by the bed, and asked:
“Speaking of which… I’m a little curious, what is Hundred Lotus Sect like? Can you tell me about it, Son-in-law?”
“Hundred Lotus Sect…”
Ding ding!
Just as Ye Anping began to speak, his excellent hearing immediately detected a bell sound coming from the southwest of the room, and his voice stopped abruptly.
To the southwest of his bedroom was a small garden. It was snowing heavily outside, making it unlikely to be the sound of patrolling Mansion Guards or maids.
Seeing Ye Anping stop mid-sentence, Huang Quan looked slightly puzzled and asked:
“Son-in-law? What… uw—”
Ye Anping immediately stepped forward and covered her mouth, causing her eyes to widen in surprise. She seemed frightened, but soon, a hint of anticipation appeared in her terrified gaze…
But the next moment, Ye Anping quickly put his index finger to his lips and shook his head slightly, signaling her to be quiet.
“… …”
Huang Quan reacted quickly. Although confused, she immediately came to her senses and nodded slightly.
Swish—
Tap tap—
Very light footsteps approached from afar. Because of the strong wind outside, Huang Quan couldn’t hear them, but Ye Anping managed to distinguish this sound from the noise.
—There were at least three people. They had sturdy body shapes and extremely soft soles, making a muffled sound as they stepped on the snow.
From these shoes alone, Ye Anping could deduce that these were likely the ones sent to kill him.
Soft soles could reduce the sound of footsteps, but the sound was too different from ordinary shoes.
Ye Anping looked at Huang Quan, feeling a bit troubled. How could they have chosen such a timing? But there was nothing he could do, nor could he ask the group to wait outside.
After a moment of hesitation, he directly pulled Huang Quan out of the bed, held her waist with his right hand, and quickly rearranged the pillows and blanket to their previous state with his left hand. Holding Huang Quan, he tiptoed into the bedroom wardrobe.
Fortunately, Huang Quan was small. He squeezed in, and they hid together in the wardrobe, leaving only a crack to peek at the bed.
At the same time, he whispered, “Don’t make a sound…”
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