I asked you to go hunting, and you ended up wearing a yellow robe?

"Who brought you here?" Qi Shan pressed.

Jia Qinghan shook her head, looking confused: "I don't know, I've been blindfolded the whole time."

After thinking for a moment, Qi Shan knew without being told that it must be a powerful figure in the current dynasty.

Jia Hui looked at Qi Shan with a complex expression, a mixture of gratitude and scrutiny: "Regardless, thank you for saving my sister. However..."

She changed the subject, looking at her younger sister: "Qinghan, why did you just call him... a lecher?"

The moment the words "lecherous scoundrel" were uttered, the atmosphere in the room instantly became strange.

Jia Qinghan's face flushed crimson. She glared at Qi Shan, opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything. Finally, she turned her head away and muttered, "Anyway, it's him!"

Qi Shan picked up his teacup, took a sip of water, and then focused his gaze on his nose, contemplating his inner thoughts.

How do you explain this?

You're saying I helped you counteract the effects of the drug to save you?

The process... is indescribable.

Did not say?

Then he'd never be able to shake off the label of "lecher."

Jia Hui was a remarkable person; she could read people's expressions and instantly discern the situation.

She looked at her younger sister's embarrassed and angry expression, and then at Qi Shan's "I don't know anything" expression, and her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that my sister... has been... taken advantage of by this kid...?

Jia Hui took a deep breath, suppressing the suspicions in her heart:

"In that case,"

"Qinghan has a special identity and cannot show her face in public for the time being, so she will stay in your courtyard for now. I will send people to protect her secretly."

She looked at Qi Shan and said solemnly, "Consider it a favor I, Jia Hui, owe you."

Qi Shan raised an eyebrow. "I've seen and touched both of you sisters naked."

You'll end up owing me a favor?

......

The constable's house was much larger than the old houses in the village, with blue bricks and gray tiles. Although the furnishings were simple, it was kept very clean.

Jia Qinghan was assigned to the west wing, while Qi Shan moved into the main courtyard on the east side with his three wives.

As soon as he entered, Qi Shan took out a heavy money bag from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhou Xue's hand.

"Take it. You're the mistress, you're in charge of the money."

Zhou Xue weighed the item in her hand, her hand trembling slightly, and said softly:

"Husband, where did you get so much silver? This must be about thirty taels!"

"I sold the tiger and deer I hunted last time in the city for ten taels of silver. This is the money left over."

Qi Shan rubbed his hands together and laughed, "Ladies, I promise you'll live a good life from now on."

Zhou Xue didn't ask any more questions and carefully put the wallet away: "This is enough for household expenses for a long time. If you go hunting to earn more money, you can keep it for yourself. A man should carry more money with him, otherwise he will look stingy when he goes out."

Qi Shan felt a warmth in his heart, and his gaze towards Zhou Xue softened. She truly was a good woman. Instinctively, he pulled Zhou Xue into his arms, pinched her soft spot, and teased her:

"The eldest daughter-in-law is the most considerate of her husband."

Zhou Xue blushed deeply at Qi Shan's antics and quickly broke free, saying awkwardly, "Husband, please stop fooling around. There are outsiders here."

The outsider, of course, refers to Jia Qinghan, who stood by helplessly watching.

Jia Qinghan sneered, "Beast! Rogue! Shameless! Unscrupulous!"

An hour later, the aroma of food wafted out of the kitchen.

On the table were not only fragrant white rice, but also a large bowl of steaming braised pork and a basket of plump white meat buns.

Jia Qinghan sat at the table, looking at this scene, and felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't remember the last time she had a hot meal.

Qi Shan took the lead and served each of the three women a large piece of pork belly with alternating layers of fat and lean meat. The pork was glistening with oil and looked very appetizing.

Su Yue had been craving it for a long time, and she ate it in small bites until her mouth was covered in oil.

A long-lost smile appeared on Zhou Xue's face. She picked up a plump white bun and handed it to Qi Shan, saying softly, "Husband, please eat too. You've done a great job today."

Qi Shan took the bun, took a big bite, and said with a mischievous grin, "Mmm, the homemade white flour and meat buns are still the best... big and fragrant."

Zhou Xue was taken aback at first, then realized the lewdness in his words. Her pretty face flushed red to her ears. She was both ashamed and angry, and she gently kicked him under the table.

"You're so unreliable!"

Lin Wan and Su Yue both covered their mouths and secretly laughed.

"puff!"

Jia Qinghan, who was taking small bites of a steamed bun, almost spat it out when she heard this.

She glared at Qi Shan fiercely, her pretty face flushed red, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"You lecherous scoundrel! What a scoundrel! Your mouth is full of filth!"

That bastard! How could he utter such foul language in front of so many people!

This is absolutely, utterly shameless!

She cursed inwardly, but couldn't resist taking a big bite of the bun in her hand.

I must say, it actually smells quite good.

The meal ended in a strange yet warm atmosphere.

Late at night.

Su Yue consciously returned to her room and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

After Zhou Xue finished cleaning up the dishes, she told Qi Shan to rest early and then went back to her room.

Qi Shan stood in the courtyard, his gaze falling on the last window with an oil lamp lit.

That was Lin Wan's room.

He pushed open the door and went inside.

The room was clean and tidy, and the air was filled with a faint scent of soap and a young girl's body fragrance.

Lin Wan was sitting on the edge of the bed, mending a garment with her head down. When she heard the door open, she looked up and saw Qi Shan. Her eyes showed a mixture of shyness and joy.

"My lord..."

Qi Shan walked over, sat down next to her, and looked at her.

This woman is different from Zhou Xue's mature elegance and Su Yue's charming naivety.

She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender figure, fair skin, and a delicate, refined oval face.

The girlish innocence and the mature charm of a woman are strangely blended in her, forming a unique allure.

Pure, yet alluring.

Qi Shan said, "Wan'er, you are so beautiful, like a fairy who stepped out of a storybook."

Lin Wan's voice was barely audible, and she lowered her head even further, revealing a stretch of her fair and beautiful neck: "I...I'll mend this dress for my husband."

Qi Shan reached out and gently took her hand as she threaded the needle.

The girl's hands were soft and slightly cool.

Her body tensed up instantly.

Qi Shan took the needlework from her hands, and gently lifted her chin with his other hand, making her look at him: "No need to mend it."

Their eyes met, and Lin Wan's breath caught in her throat. Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly, like butterflies fluttering their wings.

"My lord..."

Qi Shan gazed into her eyes and said, "I'm hungry."

Lin Wan was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "Are there still steamed buns in the kitchen...?"

"I don't want to eat that." Qi Shan shook his head, his gaze following her delicate chin down to her full breasts, which were perfectly covered by her clothes. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"I want to eat... the steamed buns you made."