This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 361 Conspiracy
As night fell, a cool breeze swept across the lake.

Inside a small hut perched on the cliff, the light was dim and the aroma of wine filled the air.

On the table, the freshly cooked dishes looked and smelled incredibly tempting.

After serving the last plate of steamed sea fish, Shui Nan washed his hands, came to the table, stood for a while looking at the table full of food and wine, then picked up a glass of wine, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

A woman came out of the next room, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "Master Shui, everything in the room is ready."

Shui Nan put down his wine glass, looked out into the darkness of the night, and after a moment, said, "Remember to teach A Wu later."

The woman bowed her head and said, "Yes."

Then he couldn't help but ask, "What if A-Wu doesn't want to?"

Just as he finished speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Shui Nan looked at the two figures walking side by side outside the courtyard, smiled slightly, and said, "How could that girl not want to?"

"Daddy."

Shui Wu entered the house first, and just as she was about to ask a question, she suddenly noticed that there was another person in the house.

"Aunt Jiang..."

A look of confusion appeared on her face.

Aunt Jiang said with a smile, "I'm here to help your father cook. He's afraid that if he doesn't cook well, he'll neglect Doctor Hua."

As she spoke, she looked at the boy behind her and quickly greeted him with a smile.

Luo Zijun returned the greeting and called out again, "Senior Shui."

"Just call me Uncle Nan from now on."

Shui Nan smiled and invited him to sit down, then picked up the wine pot and personally filled it with wine for him.

Then he looked at his daughter and said, "Awu, go to your room with Aunt Jiang for a moment. Your father has something to say to Young Master Hua."

Shuiwu grew increasingly suspicious, but she didn't ask any more questions and went into the room next door.

Aunt Jiang followed her in with a smile.

"Have a drink first."

Shui Nan sat down, picked up his wine glass, and his smile was as warm as a spring breeze.

Luo Zijun secretly guessed what was going on, picked up her wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

After finishing the first glass of wine, Shui Nan said, "I heard that the madman's finger was cut off, and you sewed it back up with a sewing needle, and it's already healed together?"

Luo Zijun said, "I was just trying it out boldly. I checked today and it should be fine, but my flexibility is definitely not as good as before."

Shui Nan gave him a deep look and sighed, "It seems your reputation as a divine healer is well-deserved. In comparison, the doctor on our island, alas..."

Luo Zijun said a few words of modesty, but couldn't help asking, "I wonder what instructions Uncle Nan has given?"

They sent their daughters away; something important must have happened.

Shui Nan picked up the wine pot again, poured him a cup of wine, and then filled his own cup before slowly saying, "It's nothing too important, but there's still a patient on the island who might need you to go see him tomorrow night."

What kind of patient?

Luo Zijun's heart stirred; in the past two days, she had seen almost all the truly sick patients on the island.

What kind of patient could warrant this "Master Shui" personally coming to invite them, and not during the day tomorrow, but at night tomorrow?
Shui Nan picked up his wine glass, smiled slightly, and said, "You'll know tomorrow night."

Luo Zijun grew increasingly suspicious.

"You've worked hard these past two days, let me toast you again."

"I wouldn't dare; it should be the younger generation respecting Uncle Nan."

Luo Zijun didn't press the matter further and picked up her wine glass.

Next, the two chatted about some trivial matters on the island.

at the same time.

Inside the room, Shui Wu was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head down, her legs tightly together, her hands nervously gripping the sheets, her pearly teeth gently biting her pink lips, and her cheeks already burning red.

Aunt Jiang stood to the side, bent over, and whispered something in her ear.

"Once he comes in, everything will be simple... He'll be drunk by then, so don't be shy, just..."

"Of course, it was a little painful at first, but it was bearable..."

"No rush, take your time..."

"Don't be afraid. Once you start, you'll know how to do it yourself..."

Outside the window, the crescent moon hangs on the branches, as if secretly watching the shy, blushing girl in the room, her heart pounding like a deer.

"Come, have another drink."

Shui Nan continued pouring wine, a smile on his face, chatting about some interesting things on the island.

Luo Zijun drank another cup, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, and said, "Uncle Nan, I really can't drink anymore. I can't hold my liquor. I'll get drunk if I drink any more."

Shui Nan laughed and said, "So what if you're drunk? Just stay here tonight, what's there to be afraid of?" As he spoke, he picked up the wine pot and filled his wine cup.

Luo Zijun was about to raise her hand to decline when Shui Nan spoke up: "After you see that patient tomorrow night, I will find someone to help you get your Taoist friend released. As for your friends, they won't have to stay in jail anymore. I will find them a room to live in."

Luo Zijun's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Uncle Nan, when can we leave?"

Shui Nan picked up his wine glass and said with a smile, "This matter is not up to me. Aren't you looking for that senior named Red Bird? You can stay here for now, and I will send someone to inquire about it."

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Shui Nan clinked glasses with him and said with a smile, "Let's drink first and then talk."

Luo Zijun immediately drank it all in one gulp.

Shui Nan smiled slightly, picked up the wine pot again, filled his glass, and said, "What I say goes, but whether I can find it or not, I can't guarantee."

"Come on, have some more."

He picked up his wine glass again.

On the table, the three wine jugs were empty.

After finishing another cup, Luo Zijun felt dizzy and lightheaded, her vision blurring. She quickly stood up and said, "Uncle Nan, I can't drink anymore. Tonight... this is the end. I... I have to go back..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than his legs suddenly gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

"I...I want to go back..."

He waved his hands on the ground a few more times, then closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.

Shui Nan maintained her smile, picked up the wine pot, filled the last cup, drank it down, then looked down at the ground and said to the house, "Aunt Jiang, help him inside."

"okay!"

Hearing the noise, Aunt Jiang came out of the house, helped Luo Zijun up from the ground, and exclaimed in surprise, "This kid is quite heavy!"

Shui Nan put down his wine glass without saying a word.

Aunt Jiang helped the girl into the house and laid her down on the bed. She chuckled softly to the blushing and nervous girl sitting on the edge of the bed, "Don't worry, even if a man is drunk, he can still consummate the marriage. Remember to use what I just taught you. Don't be shy, he has his eyes closed anyway, he can't see."

After saying that, he smiled and left, closing the door behind him.

Shui Wu looked at the boy lying on the bed, reeking of alcohol, and was at a loss when her father's voice came from outside: "Awu, I'm going to sleep at your crazy uncle's place. Aunt Jiang is resting next to me. If you don't understand anything, just call her."

After saying that, he left the house, leaning on his cane.

Aunt Jiang said from outside, "Awu, go to sleep. Auntie is in the next room. If you really can't sleep, just call Auntie. Don't be shy, Auntie will come over and teach you by your bedside."

Shui Wu lowered her head, her face flushed red, burning hot, and dared not utter a sound.

Soon, it became quiet outside.

After a long while, Shui Wu slowly raised her head and looked at the sleeping boy beside her again. Thinking about what Aunt Jiang had just told her, her heart began to beat even faster.

She bit her lip, and without further hesitation, got up, squatted down, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and then went over to blow out the oil lamp on the table.

The window was half-open, and moonlight streamed in.

She looked in the mirror on the dressing table and gently removed the hairpin from her hair.

Her long, flowing hair cascaded down to her waist, smooth as water, rippling in waves.

She stared at her burning cheeks in the mirror, paused for a moment, took a few deep breaths, then turned and walked to the bedside, took off her shoes and socks, and got into bed.

The curtains slowly fell, concealing the graceful figure inside.

Shui Wu knelt there, her azure eyes gazing tenderly at the sleeping boy before her. Her lips moved slightly, and she uttered something unintelligible before lowering her head and gently loosening his sash.

The moonlight was slightly cool.

A slender figure on the curtain slowly bent her waist.

A full head of beautiful hair, hanging down...

"Master Shui, the captain wants you to come over."

As Shui Nan stood on the edge of the cliff, bathed in the cold lake wind, gazing at the distant ocean and lost in thought, a figure silently appeared behind him.

"Wasn't it supposed to be tomorrow?"

Shui Nan seemed somewhat surprised, turned around and walked towards the north side of the island, asking, "Do you know what happened?"

"The Seahawks have sent word, but we don't know what it is."

The figure followed behind and answered.

Shui Nan's expression shifted, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes: "Could it be news from the Ten Thousand Demons...?"

He quickened his pace, his cane making a "thump-thump-thump" sound on the ground.

"puff--"

As a crow was flying over the lake, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in mid-air and swallowed it whole.

At the bottom of the lake, a huge black shadow swam slowly by.

(End of this chapter)