Offering Salted Fish To Master

The Moon Palace Lord felt that it was unlikely to be Sima Jiao.

He was so badly injured that he should now hide like a mouse in the gutter. How dare he kill her daughter with such a big fanfare? Could it be that he was really not afraid of death. He did hide after being injured. She knew that he was still afraid of death after all.

The Moon Palace Lord thought in her heart a few times, and her tone was a little slow, “If you want to check, go and check. If you can find the murderer of my daughter for me, I will naturally not forget this kindness.”

When Shi Qian returned from the Moon Palace, he asked people to get all the people who had met Yue Hui including Yong Lingchun.

…

Liao Tingyan had a high fever, and was bewildered for several days. When she finally recovered, several days had passed.

The injury on her face was healed, and her cheeks were smooth and tender. The injury on her stomach was gone, replaced by smooth and tight white skin. The spiritual veins in her body were completely okay. When she got up, she changed from injured to a lively fish.

Sure enough, dual cultivation cured diseases and saved people. The stories from the past and the present were not lies.

Sima Jiao touched her belly and squeezed it. He didn’t seem to be satisfied with the feeling. He stretched his hand to other places in the clothes, as if thinking about where it felt good.

Liao Tingyan immediately covered her chest and laid down, “I’m still weak.”

Sima Jiao: “Do you think I am blind?”

Liao Tingyan: …No, I just thought you would cooperate with my performance, and forgot that you were a cold guy.

She pulled up her clothes and discussed, “I really can’t get up. I think I might have a kidney problem.”

Sima Jiao gave her an angry smile. He didn’t think about it, but he didn’t like the feeling that Liao Tingyan was scared of him, so he wanted to suppress it.

“Hey!” Liao Tingyan tumbled and rolled into the bed with agility. Then she found out that the bed didn’t seem to be right. It wasn’t the big bed she was used to, but another super big bed, with a flurry of bells. Where was she? Why was she in a strange place?

Finding herself in a strange place, she rolled back to Sima Jiao and hugged his arm, “Where are we?”

Sima Jiao was hugged by her, so he didn’t want to scare her anymore. He laid on the soft big bed, and explained, “Fenghua City, you are now Shi Yuxiang, the lord of this city.”

Shi? Liao Tingyan caught this surname and looked at Sima Jiao again. Did they break into the enemy camp directly?

Fenghua City was a small city, but its location was very good. It was in the inner palace of Gengchen Immortal Palace. Shi Yuxiang was a member of the inner palace of the Shi clan, and her status was quite high. She was the master of Qian’s younger brother Shi Qianji fishpond master’s granddaughter.

Although Shi Qianji was inferior to his elder brother Shi Qian in other abilities, his ability to give birth to children was much stronger than that of his elder brother. He was one of the top leaders in Gengcheng Xianfu. He gave birth to a bunch of children. Shi Yuxiang was one of Shi Qianji’s many granddaughters and wasn’t favored. However, because of her status as a Shi, she still received many resources, allowing her to live a happy life.

This Shi Yuxiang, loved little white faces* all her life, had created Fenghua to make money. She had raised a lot of beautiful men to accompany her, so her Fenghua city was called Fengyue city outside.

(little white face: if an older woman takes a younger male lover, that man might get called a xiǎo bái liǎn)

(Fenghua: lit. Wind flower)

(Fengyue: romance)

Such a character with an identity but a low sense of existence, belonging to a marginal figure in a big family, was something that Sima Jiao would really choose.

And… his current identity was the little white face raised by Shi Yuxiang. He really didn’t pay attention to those things. He was flexible.

Liao Tingyan: “You know that my acting skills aren’t very good, right?”  Even if Heaven drops the power to me, I won’t be able to.

Sima Jiao didn’t know at first, but later learned. He narrowed his eyes at Liao Tingyan, “Do you think there is a problem with your brain?”

Liao Tingyan: “Of course there is no problem.” Although I said no, I meant yes.

Sima Jiao: “You don’t need to do anything, just sleep with me.”

Liao Tingyan laid down and relaxed.

The little black snake crawled over excitedly, with a white mouse tied to his tail.

Liao Tingyan: “… Eat the mouse out. Don’t eat it on the bed.”  

Maybe the ancestor didn’t feed the snake when she fell asleep, and he went to catch the mice since he was hungry.

The little black snake twisted and put the white mouse tied with his tail before her eyes.

Liao Tingyan: “No, you eat it yourself, I won’t eat it.”

　Sima Jiao: “Haha.”

Liao Tingyan: “?” What are you doing? Why are you laughing at me?

Sima Jiao hugged her, “You know what I mean when I laugh, why don’t you get the meaning of this stupid snake?”

Liao Tingyan: This person was lying to her to talk about love, such a scheming person.

Sima Jiao: “This mouse is Shi Yuxiang.”

Liao Tingyan understood that the snake was introducing her to a new friend. Liao Tingyan didn’t ask where the two little chickens had gone. Life would be easier if there were fewer problems.

The little white mouse was tied up by the little black snake and he dragged her around. After showing her around, he took her out to play.

Only two people were left lying there quietly. After lying down till night, Sima Jiao got up and scratched Liao Tingyan’s neck, “Get up, go somewhere with me.”

Liao Tingyan: “Oh.”

She thought that Sima Jiao was taking her out for romance, but she didn’t expect that he took her to a certain treasure house to raid, and robbed a lot of high-grade weapons.

Sima Jiao walked in the dusty treasure house, just like walking in a supermarket. He looked at the weapon placed next to him.

Liao Tingyan turned over those weapons that seemed to be very powerful, and found it strange that Sima Jiao never wanted these things before.

“What are these weapons for?”

Sima Jiao: “Defense.”

Liao Tingyan: “What about this?”

Sima Jiao: “Defense.”

Liao Tingyan: “This?”

Sima Jiao: “I said, defense.”

Liao Tingyan: “…” So, all were defensive weapons.

She understood that they were all for her.