Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 155 Beast (Bonus chapter for Yong Su's Alliance Leader)
Bu Yu has temporarily left.

The chill had completely disappeared, but the sun was still blazing overhead.

The sack containing five heads was carelessly tossed on the ground. Song Yan shook his head and walked over. The closer he got, the stronger the stench from inside the sack became; he wondered how Bu Yu could bear it. Perhaps, for someone like Bu Yu who made a living by killing, this was already commonplace. Muttering to himself, Song Yan picked up the sack, pinched his nose, and left the Luo residence, avoiding the passersby…

Actually, there's no need to deliberately avoid him. For the people of Ningping County, Song Yan's existence is absolutely well-known. They would immediately hide if they saw him from afar.

This is a butcher.

No one wants to cross this entity.

He randomly picked a dry toilet and threw the sack in his hand into the latrine. The flesh and blood would rot in the sewage, and even if someone eventually found the skeleton, they wouldn't be able to identify it. When Song Yan returned, Bu Yu hadn't appeared yet, so he waited near the door for a while before hearing some footsteps. Looking up, he saw two figures walking out of the inner courtyard side by side.

One of them is the Ephemeral Cicada.

The little girl was originally only fourteen years old, but she had her birthday a few days ago, so she's barely fifteen now.

In the past, girls of this age would have been middle school students, mostly in white classrooms, perhaps wearing thick glasses and doing practice tests. But the world is different now. Fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls are starting to dress up consciously to show off their feminine charm, hoping to find a better husband in the future.

Kongchan, Dieyi, and Xueying were particularly diligent in this regard. They were the young master's concubines, destined to become his mistresses. However, the young master wasn't very interested in them. Several months had passed, and only Banxia had actually become a concubine.

Maids like them, if they couldn't be taken in by their master, would usually not have a good fate. Some families would exchange them for others, while others would give them as a reward to a servant. To put it bluntly, if their family suddenly fell into poverty, they might even be sold by their master for money. Therefore, the three maids were all a little anxious.

Kong Chan's situation is actually quite good. After all, sometimes when Ban Xia is not available, the young master will take her out with him. She spends much more time with the young master than Die Yi and Xue Ying.

Even so, Kong Chan still dressed up nicely. The little girl liked pink, so she wore a light pink dress. However, the dress was a bit small at the top, and it was tight and constricting, highlighting her slender and healthy waist. Perhaps she wanted to show off her figure. Unfortunately, the little girl was a bit late in developing, and her chest was flat, so it didn't really show anything.

Her jet-black hair was tied into a thick braid, which gave her a playful look.

"You're so cute," Song Yan said with a smile.

"Hehe..." Kong Chan laughed a little foolishly.

For the young girl, receiving a single compliment from her son-in-law was a remarkable achievement.

Song Yan wasn't stupid; he understood the little girl's little scheme. He could tell that the little girl was fair-skinned and clean-cut, and although she was young, she already had long legs. In a few years, she would definitely grow up to be a beauty. However, the memories of his past twenty-odd years were still influencing him. Even the most beastly man couldn't bring himself to lay a hand on such a girl.

Looking at Kong Chan's rosy cheeks, Song Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the little girl was a bit silly and easy to coax. A few words of praise were enough to make her fear disappear without a trace.

I don't know if this counts as being worse than an animal? I don't think so.

Bu Yu was right next to Kong Chan.

When Song Yan saw Bu Yu, she suddenly realized that the saying "to look beautiful, one must wear mourning clothes" wasn't entirely true. For a beautiful girl, even in coarse linen, she possessed her own charm. Just like Bu Yu now, she truly wanted to say goodbye to the past completely, wearing a dress in a completely opposite color to her previous one—a navy blue dress, somewhat simple, yet it made her skin appear even whiter and more delicate.

Song Yan still remembered that this dress was made by Kong Chan. The little girl only wore it once and then put it away because she thought the color was not nice.

Kong Chan hadn't fully grown yet, while Bu Yu was petite. The dress fit her well, but there was a clear difference in their figures. The navy blue fabric at the chest area created a graceful curve that the little girl couldn't match.

Suddenly dressed up, Bu Yu seemed a little embarrassed, her pretty face slightly flushed, and all traces of her previous indifference were gone.

Perhaps, that indifference was just a disguise for Bu Yu as he roamed the world.

Her small hands gently gripped the hem of her clothes, as if she were a little flustered.

Song Yan smiled and said, "It fits perfectly."

Subtly, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Bu Yu's mouth.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu had already prepared a carriage outside the gate. With the sound of hooves, the carriage, making a creaking noise, headed towards Songzhou Prefecture.

As soon as they entered the carriage, Kong Chan clung to her son-in-law's arm, pestering him to tell her stories… This world had few entertainment facilities. Although there were brothels and entertainment venues, they weren't suitable for young ladies. The only forms of entertainment were reading storybooks and listening to storytellers recount tales of chivalrous heroes. Kong Chan had initially enjoyed these stories, but after hearing her son-in-law's tales, she found them utterly boring. She loved listening to The Legend of the Condor Heroes and Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, but her favorite was The Return of the Condor Heroes. When she heard about Xiaolongnu being violated by Yin Zhiping, the little girl cried bitterly, tears streaming down her face like pearls.

The little girl got angry, feeling that her husband was too cruel and didn't care about Yang Guo at all. Kong Chan was so angry that she said she would ignore him for a month, but she only lasted for two and a half days. After that, the little girl kept pestering Song Yan, hoping that her husband could change the plot... Song Yan was so bothered by her that he almost told her the whole story of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

At this moment, Bu Yu sat quietly by the window, parted the curtains a little, and gazed silently out the window with her big, dark eyes, seemingly lost in thought. Sunlight shone on her face, and her long eyelashes were tinged with a golden hue.

Song Yan's voice entered his ears. It was a story called The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Jianghu, martial arts world, heroes, war. It was a world completely different from Ningguo. When he heard that the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and people, Bu Yu smiled bitterly.

The greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people... Perhaps this is the most common people's beautiful fantasy about the martial arts world.

The world called Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world) is not much different from the world where ordinary people live. It is equally dirty and filled with filthy greed. It's just that this filth is veiled and obscured between the imperial court and ordinary people, while Jianghu shows it all more directly.

True heroes are few and far between.

There were many robbers who plundered homes, rapists who kidnapped women, and butchers who killed and stole.

"Xu..."

The carriage stopped.

Song Yan was a little puzzled, so he poked his head out of the window and found that a young man had appeared in front of the carriage at some point. The young man was dressed as a scholar and looked somewhat familiar.

Isn't this the same scholar who, before the Japanese pirates attacked Ningping, vehemently criticized the Ningguo court in the teahouse for seeking peace, paying annual tribute and cloth to Chu, and even directly referring to the Yang family as "Yang Ning" (a derogatory term for the Yang family)? He was indeed a genuine scholar, possessing some courage and integrity. Even when nearly thrown into the dungeon by Yang Chang, Yang Ping, and Yang Long, he never yielded. Song Yan had a good impression of this scholar surnamed Liu. If the scholars of Ningguo had even half his backbone, Ningguo wouldn't have fallen to its current state.

Thinking this, Song Yan got out of the carriage. He respected this kind of person very much and cupped his hands in greeting to the scholar: "So it is Brother Liu. May I ask what brings you to my carriage?"

The scholar surnamed Liu seemed taken aback that Song Yan would actually step down from the carriage, let alone bow to him. Panicked, he forgot his prepared lines and blushed deeply. Song Yan didn't urge him, but simply watched and waited quietly. After a few seconds, the scholar surnamed Liu regained his composure, took a breath, and bowed to Song Yan: "I never expected Your Excellency to remember me; I am truly flattered!"

His way of addressing Song Yan was strange; he called him "Lord" instead of "Prince Consort".

This shows that in the mind of this scholar, the baronial title that Song Yan obtained by killing Japanese pirates was far more significant than his status as a prince consort.

Just from this title, Song Yan could roughly tell the person's personality.

Thinking to himself, Song Yan's smile deepened: "Back then, when Brother Liu faced the difficulties posed by Yang Ping, Yang Chang, and Yang Long, he still spoke passionately and vehemently against Yang Ning. I deeply admire his spirit. Nowadays, there are not many scholars like Brother Liu in Ningguo. It's just that I had important matters to attend to at the time and was unable to get to know Brother Liu better, which is a great pity."

"I am on my way to the prefectural city. If Brother Liu has nothing else to do, why don't we hop in the carriage and have a chat?"

……

Not far away, on the rooftop.

A female knight-errant in white stands holding a sword!

A warm breeze blew by, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently, revealing the rounded and graceful curves of her slender legs.

Looking into the distance, Song Yan was chatting happily with a male scholar, and a slight smile appeared on the woman's face.

It seems that my brother-in-law really wasn't eyeing that pretty widow. It seems that for my brother-in-law, anyone who is pleasing to the eye and of value, whether male or female, will be someone he tries to recruit.

This is a good sign!

Then she let out a soft sigh, a hint of melancholy in her eyes.

There are still too many vixens in this world.

In another month, my brother-in-law will be going to Liaodong. Without me by his side, I don't know how many shameless vixens will entangle him.

So melancholy!
(End of this chapter)