The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long smiled and bowed.

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Miss."

Qin Minglan snorted, turned around, and faced away from him.

Looking down at the branch in his hand, and at the wisp of spiritual energy still lingering at the tip, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

My dream of becoming a sword cultivator is now within reach.

"Old man."

Qin Minglan's voice was light and airy.

"Will you teach again tomorrow?"

Wang Long watched her retreating figure and quickly expressed his respect.

"If the young lady wishes to learn, this old servant will naturally teach her with all her might."

Qin Minglan was satisfied with the answer, but thinking about Wang Long's groping of her earlier, her tone became somewhat unnatural.

"Well... I'll come see you tomorrow, you old fool, you'd better teach me a lesson!"

As she spoke, she turned around, clenched her fist at Wang Long, and looked quite adorable with her threatening expression.

"If I'm not satisfied with your teaching, I won't let you off the hook!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wang Long's response, he turned and walked out.

They walked very fast, as if they were running away.

As she reached the courtyard gate, she suddenly stopped, turned her head, and revealed half of her flushed face.

"Don't tell my sister-in-law about what happened today!"

"This old servant understands."

Wang Long was overjoyed; he was worried that Qin Minglan would tell Luo Hanyi.

Unexpectedly, this little girl would actually take the initiative to hide it, which suited him just fine.

Qin Minglan bit her lip, glanced at Wang Long again, and then turned and left.

Wang Long stood in the courtyard, looking at the empty gate, and looked down at his hands.

The warmth and touch of her waist still lingered in his palm.

This little girl is easier to fool than I thought.

"Little brat."

Wang Long muttered to himself, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"Sooner or later, I'll make you serve this old man willingly!"

As night fell, the Marquis's residence was shrouded in a deep darkness.

Wang Long sat cross-legged on the bed in the new courtyard, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

Teaching Qin Minglan sword techniques during the day was quite taxing, but the gains were even greater.

That girl was exceptionally talented; she grasped the concept instantly and comprehended sword energy in just half an hour.

This level of comprehension truly deserves an SS-level qualification rating.

Wang Long opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

It's almost midnight.

It's time to go see Luo Hanyi.

Thinking about being able to continue dual cultivation with Luo Hanyi tonight, Wang Long was extremely excited, feeling like he had inexhaustible energy.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and pushed open the door to go out.

The night wind, carrying snowflakes, lashed my face, cool and refreshing, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in my heart.

Luo Hanyi's courtyard is not far away; you can get there by passing through two moon gates.

The red candles in the courtyard were still burning, their orange glow filtering through the window and casting a warm halo on the snow.

Wang Long had just stepped into the courtyard when he suddenly stopped.

A terrifying aura emanated from the main room, pressing down on him as if it were a tangible force.

The aura was cold and sharp, carrying an undisguised killing intent.

Wang Long froze, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.

He felt that the aura was locking onto him, making him feel suffocated!

If he dares to make any rash move, his head will roll on the ground in the next moment.

"The...the First Madam?"

Wang Long's voice trembled slightly as he instantly understood what had happened.

Realizing that Luo Hanyi, his sister-in-law, had found out he had taken advantage of Qin Minglan, his mind raced.

He was thinking about how to explain it to Luo Hanyi.

"Come in."

Luo Hanyi's voice came from inside the room, as cold as ever, but with a hint of displeasure.

Wang Long took a deep breath and stepped into the main room.

Inside the house, the charcoal fire was burning brightly.

Luo Hanyi leaned against the soft couch, wearing a moon-white nightgown, her black hair loose, exuding a lazy yet aloof air.

She toyed with the black, soft whip in her hand, her fingertips gently stroking the whip's body, her gaze fixed on Wang Long, a half-smile on her face.

Wang Long's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

"close the door."

Wang Long did as instructed, closing the door and standing humbly at the entrance.

Luo Hanyi stared at him for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Did you teach Minglan the Sword Technique today?"

Wang Long's heart tightened, and he quickly bowed.

"Reporting to Madam, since the young lady wished to learn, this old servant taught her some basics..."

"Base?"

Luo Hanyi interrupted him, her voice turning colder.

"How come I heard that you taught her diligently, step by step? And you even put your arm around Minglan's waist?"

Wang Long's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Luo Hanyi is really well-informed.

He should have realized that there were Luo Hanyi's spies everywhere in the Marquis's mansion.

Wang Long felt a pang of regret.

He didn't regret that his actions had been discovered; he felt he should have been more discreet.

For example, on the bed in the room.

"Your Excellency is wise, this old servant merely..."

"I don't care what you're thinking."

Luo Hanyi sat up from the soft couch, her long hair falling down, covering half of her face, and the one eye that was exposed was full of coldness.

"Your sword technique is indeed excellent. It's your good fortune that Minglan is willing to learn it, and it's also her good luck."

Luo Hanyi could tell that Wang Long's sword technique was truly extraordinary, and that it was very important to Qin Minglan, which was why she didn't kill Wang Long directly.

She paused, her voice suddenly turning cold.

"But—you'd better remember this."

Luo Hanyi stood up, walked slowly to Wang Long, and looked down at him.

"She is my husband's most beloved younger sister. If you dare to harbor any improper thoughts towards her..."

She raised her hand, a wisp of spiritual energy condensing at her fingertips, and gently touched Wang Long's chest.

"I will show you what it means to wish you were dead."

Although the wisp of spiritual energy was weak, it carried a bone-chilling cold, seeping into Wang Long's body through his chest, making him shiver all over.

Wang Long immediately bowed, his voice so respectful it was almost obsequious.

"Rest assured, Madam, this old servant has absolutely no improper thoughts towards the young lady!"

"That would be best."

Luo Hanyi withdrew her hand, turned around and walked back to the soft couch, leaning back against it again.

"Get up."

Wang Long straightened up, stood with his hands at his sides, but in his heart he was already cursing.

They want me to teach them something, and then they threaten me?

When I become powerful, I'll make you all kneel before me and sing "Conquer"!

Let's see if you dare to be so arrogant again!

Luo Hanyi naturally had no idea what he was thinking, and simply spoke calmly.

"Let's get down to business."

Her tone returned to its usual coldness.

"I have witnessed today's competition. Your strength far surpasses that of a first-grade expert, and you are even capable of fighting against a mid-stage second-grade expert."

"but--"

She changed the subject.

"In the upcoming grand competition in the capital region in two days, there are quite a few second-rank peak martial artists, and even third-rank martial artists, among the servants of various families."

"Your current rank is still too low."

Wang Long nodded in agreement.

"What the First Madam says is true. This old servant also feels that I am too weak."

Luo Hanyi glanced at him, a complex look flashing in her eyes.

"so--"

She sat up straight, her fingers gently resting on the ties of her nightgown.

"Tonight, I will help you break through."

By candlelight.

Wang Long's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he could hardly believe his ears.

What's going on?

This woman is actually being so proactive?

And it was for his own sake?

If Wang Long knew what Luo Hanyi was thinking, he would know that he was simply overthinking things.

This grand competition is of utmost importance as it concerns the future of the Marquis's mansion.

Luo Hanyi is willing to sacrifice everything for the Marquis's mansion and for Qin Minglan.

I offered myself to you willingly, but only out of desperation!

Luo Hanyi looked at him, her gaze as cold as ever, but her voice carried a tremor that she herself did not notice.

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Hehe, Madam is right, this old servant is here!"

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