The Fourth Lady

Chapter 192 Madam Chai's Legitimate Son

At the same time, in a room, there were constant sounds, as if they were playing with each other.

Following the tiny hole on the door, the man sitting at the table was dressed in white underwear, and

the woman by his side constantly sent the fruit to his mouth. He was hugged by one woman on his left

and the another on his right. There were also several women massaging his legs.

Right then, a man got up from the bed. He walked to the table, took the tea cup and gulped it down.

Just then, the man crooked his finger at the man sitting at the table, and then the man wiggled to the

bedside.

"I don't want you to leave." The man said seductively, "don't forget me after you come back to the

Capital City."

The other man looked at him and said, "how could it be? I'll come back soon. I won't forget you." He

said and put a kiss on the man's lips.

This man was not someone else, but the true son of Chai Yiyun's legitimate son-Su Qingteng.

As a matter of fact, Su Qingteng didn't go to the Lushan School. Instead, he bought a big house in the

Luzhou City with his tuition fees, where he raised some toy-boys and toy-girls.

Su Yan and Chai Yiyun, who were in the Capital City, didn't know that. They always thought that Su

Qingteng performed well in the Lushan School, but no one knew that a teacher in the Lushan School

had already been bribed by Su Qingteng.

Everyone likes the money as long as the amount is big enough.

Standing on the roof, Yanmei and Anying looked displeased. They hadn't expected Su Qingyan would

ask them to run such an errand.

Most importantly, they didn't expect that the seemingly dignified third son of the Su clan was also

homesexual?

When Yanmei saw this, he and couldn't help swearing, "why did Miss hand such a bad job to us? It's

really bad luck."

Anying, who was lying on the roof, said helplessly, "it's certainly her arrangement. Besides, both of our

martial arts skills are inferior to our brother. Do you think it will be better to let him investigate the

matter?"

Yanmei rolled its eyes at Anying and scoffed, "I thought Su Qingteng was studying hard in the Luzhou

City. I didn't expect him to have fun with both men and women every night here."

"I don't think our Miss would have imagined it, either." Looking at the Yanmei, Anying said with a smile,

"I wonder how she will react when sshe knows this. She must be laughing out loud." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I don't think so. She probably knows everything about this." Yanmei looked at Anying and said with a

smile, "at least the situation you said won't happen."

"Su Yan and Chai Yiyun's efforts to nurture this Su Qingteng has been for nothing. What do you think if

we blow the truth to everyone?"

Looking at Anying, Yanmei shook his head resignedly. "You probably forgot Miss's arrangement. She

must have her own arrangement. Moreover, she is so smart that she knows how to deal with it."

"You are right." Anying nodded in agreement. After all, Qingyan was the smartest, shrewd and most

scheming girl in the world. Few people could win her in the competition.

"Fourth brother, the matter here has been settled, and we will go back to the Imperial City tomorrow.''

Yanmei lay down on the roof while speaking. But the sound from the room was so tempting that it made

his heart beat faster and his face blush.

Since they were all martial arts practitioners, they had already seen such scenes in the Yihong Brothel.

"Okay, I agree."

Of course, Su Qingteng didn't know that all his secrets had been known by the two people on the roof.

He had been here for almost two years, and every year, he had got new toys. He wanted to stay in this

heaven.

But he had to go back to the Capital City on the Spring Festival every year. After all, his mother had

written to him about what happened to her sister, Su Qingyan.

In his eyes, Su Qingyan was just a nice looking girl. He would be glad if he could have a taste of her.

Thinking of this, Su Qingteng licked the corners of his mouth.

As the saying goes, "beautiful wine goes out in the garden of roses." he thought that it should be his

day.

Elsewhere, Qingyan was playing with the plum blossoms on the tree and Yaoyao in her arms rubbed

her soft hair on her coat every time.

"Miss, you seem to have a good sleep these days." Yaochi walked to Qingyan and stood aside, sword

in hand.

"I slept well since I was in a good mood." Qingyan smiled softly and said, "you know what, it has been

peaceful for many days. A lot of interesting things are going to happen."

"What do you mean, Miss?" Yaochi asked in confusion.

"In this new year, some people will be happy and some people will be sad. But it has nothing to do with

me." As Qingyan said, she threw Yaoyao to the snow. And Yaoyao was gone like a smoke.

"The Laba Festival is coming. You can have a good rest in these days." Yaochi said to Qingyan with a

smile.

"You are right." Then Qingyan headed for the the Study Room. On the way, she asked Zizhu to buy

some cakes.

"It's been a long time since I practiced calligraphy last time." Qingyan went to the desk and began to

write "heavenly cycle" again and again.

"Miss, I remember you are good at drawing, but I haven't seen you draw for a long time." Yaochi asked

with a smile.

Hearing his words, Qing Yan nodded with a smile, "in that case, how about I draw a picture for you

now?"

Hearing what Qingyan said, Yaochi nodded seriously. "Thank you, Miss."

As Qingyan spoke, she took off the pigment she put on the desk. Since her reborn as Su Qingyan, she

seldom did paintings. Although she sometimes made painting for fun, it seemed that she hadn't done it

for a long time.

Looking at Yaochi beside her, she suddenly remembered the first time she met the four of them many

years ago. Then she started to draw the outline of the character bit by bit.

When Zizhu brought the desserts to Qingyan, she saw Qingyan drawing. In her memory, although

Qingyan liked painting, she had never been so obsessed with it. Zizhu put the desserts aside and

walked to the other side to see the figures on the paper. Although it was black, she could see at a

glance that the person in the painting Yaochi in front of her.