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Chapter 501: Is It Easy for Me to Please My Wife?

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Originally, Liu Shimei had planned to spend 100 taels of silver, just to test the waters.

No choice, even though in this era she was considered ‘wealthy’, she was not ‘extravagant’ at all. The hardships of her past life had molded her into a careful spender.

When it was time to spend, she spared no expense. Whatever amount was needed, she was willing to splurge. But when it was time to save, she wouldn’t squander a penny.

The situation at the Pavilion of Six Paths and Eight Directions was unclear. She intended to spend 100 taels to get some information, but to her surprise, her brother was so generous, offering 1,000 taels without a second thought!

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Truly a noble young master, unaware of the value of money until managing a household!

She wanted to protest, but Liang Yi had already taken a yellow incense thread, lit three sticks, and inserted them into the censer. It was too late to object now!

Liu Shimei sighed and thought, “I need to keep a close eye on this fellow; I can’t let him learn these extravagant habits!”

Of course, if she knew that Huangfu Lingyao was even more extravagant than Liang Yi, she probably would have cried even harder.

After a while, a door suddenly opened on the wall behind the incense table, revealing a passage leading underground!

“Indeed, the place above is so crude and deserted, it couldn’t possibly be the trading location. The real place for exchanging information must be down here!” Liang Yi took the lead and entered, but before disappearing, he cautioned Liu Shimei, “Sister, be careful.”Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NovelEnglish.net

Even though it was an underground passage, it was meant to welcome guests. Inside, the light from the lamps was sufficient. Liu Shimei held Huangfu Lingyao’s hand and followed closely behind Liang Yi.

Huangfu Lingyao unconsciously slowed his pace, positioning himself between Liu Shimei and him.

“Lingyao, are you nervous?” Liu Shimei noticed his hesitation and turned to ask, “Don’t worry, we’re not venturing into any dangerous place. It’s just a marketplace for information trading, there shouldn’t be any issues.”

“I’m not afraid,” Huangfu Lingyao chuckled, “Having Wife in the middle makes it safer.”

But in reality, he thought, ‘It’s not easy to please my wife! If it weren’t safe, would I let you come here? If this were a perilous situation, do you think I would risk your safety? I’d rather you not investigate the cause of Liu Quan’s death, I don’t want you to lose a single hair!’

Of course, Liu Shimei was unaware of his inner turmoil. His words genuinely moved her, and she replied with a smile, “Nothing will happen. Besides, we have Ninth Brother with us.”

Hearing his beloved sister’s trust, Liang Yi felt relieved, “You’re absolutely right. Don’t worry, Sister. With Ninth Brother here, even if my spine is broken, I won’t let anything happen to you!”

After speaking, she shot a defiant look at Huangfu Lingyao.

Huangfu Lingyao snorted, glared back at her, and said, “We’ll see. I’ll protect Wife, I don’t need your help!”

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Liu Shimei’s familiar headache returned.

Why was it that even though one was her fiance and the other her brother, they both acted like jealous rivals every time they met? Why did they always have to clash like bulls locking horns?

The moves they just displayed were undoubtedly attempts to show their affection for her!

“Oh, look, we’re here,” Liu Shimei said, quickly diverting her attention.

Indeed, they had arrived at an underground stone chamber.

The chamber was divided into two parts by a black curtain. As they entered, they saw a round table. A voice came from behind the curtain, sounding incredibly old. Liu Shimei frowned, trying to identify the gender and age of the speaker.

However, she found it impossible to distinguish. The voice seemed like it had been scorched by hot charcoal, producing a sound like a broken gong.

She speculated, ‘Did they intentionally damage their vocal cords? Or is it some kind of voice-changing device? If it’s really advanced, could it be ventriloquism?’

After they sat down, they noticed that the round table suddenly split apart!

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