funbook-pk Chapter 298 brought three new items.
Chapter 298 brought three new items.
Yun Qingqing and the other two followed the square-faced man into the Third Miss's mansion, which was magnificent and glittering with gold.
Gu Ye looked at the luxurious scene before him, with its carved beams, painted rafters, and glittering gold and jade, and his eyes seemed to be dazzled.
He instinctively exclaimed "Wow!" and raised an eyebrow: "Is this third young lady so rich? Even these pillars are made of gold?"
Upon hearing this, the square-faced man in front paused, turned around and gave him a cold glance, his face revealing undisguised contempt. He sneered, "What a country bumpkin, never seen the world. What's this little bit of stuff? How could you poor wretches like you possibly imagine the wealth of the Third Miss? Shut up and follow me properly. Don't touch anything, or you'll break it. I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself."
"Yes, yes, yes." Gu Ye replied with a smile, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and his fingertips twitched slightly.
The square-faced man snorted coldly, "Don't speak, follow me. Speaking carelessly in the Third Miss's mansion will get your tongue cut out."
After the square-faced man finished speaking, he turned to continue walking when he suddenly heard a strange noise above him. He looked up and saw a golden shadow rapidly enlarging in front of him. He had no time to react at all.
"boom."
With a muffled thud, accompanied by a slight cracking sound, the heavy gold decorative strip slammed solidly into the square-faced man's shoulder.
"Ugh!" The square-faced man screamed in pain, his vision blurred and he staggered to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through his shoulder blade.
It all happened so suddenly, in the blink of an eye, that the guards nearby didn't even have time to react. When they did, they rushed over worriedly: "Commander Mei, are you alright?"
The square-faced man was completely disoriented, his shoulder was in excruciating pain, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear what they were saying at all. He only felt dizzy and his chest was tight.
He struggled to sit up, looking at the gold decorative strip that had fallen to the ground, then at the intact roof beam, feeling both angry and suspicious: This decoration was firmly inlaid, how could it break and fall for no reason? And of all things, it hit him?
Was it an accident? Or...?
He suddenly looked at Gu Ye, his eyes narrowing slightly. He had just threatened the kid, and then the decoration fell and hit him. Could this kid be behind it? But he hadn't even noticed him making a move...
Seeing his suspicious look, Gu Ye said innocently, "Brother Guard, I didn't do anything. It fell down by itself. It has nothing to do with me."
Mei Wuneng stared at Gu Ye's face for a long time, his eyes sharp as knives, trying to find a flaw in his expression. However, Gu Ye looked completely innocent and showed no sign of lying.
Mei Wuneng couldn't believe that a young man who looked so young could have the ability to break a sturdy gold ornament from a distance. He thought it might be an accident. He snorted coldly, enduring the sharp pain in his shoulder, and struggled to stand up. His tone was icy: "I don't think you have the ability. Behave yourself, or you'll regret it."
His shoulder injury was quite serious, and this exertion aggravated the injury, causing him to gasp in pain. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he couldn't help but let out a suppressed groan of pain: "Hiss!"
The guards nearby quickly helped him up. "Commander Mei, you are seriously injured. Let us take you to see a doctor."
Mei Wuneng was in so much pain that his face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and said, "No need to see a doctor. I want to take them to see the Third Miss first."
These three men are all exceptionally good-looking; the Third Miss will surely like them. He must deliver them personally; if this pleases the Third Miss, she might reward him handsomely.
In addition, he insisted on taking them to see the Third Miss even though he was injured, so the Third Miss would feel more favorably toward him.
Upon hearing this, the guard looked worried: "But Commander Mei, your injury looks quite serious, your shoulder..."
"Stop nagging." Mei Wuneng interrupted him impatiently, enduring the excruciating pain, and pushed away the guard who was helping her. "This little injury is nothing. Let go, I can walk by myself."
As he spoke, his gaze returned to Gu Ye and the other two. He was about to reprimand them for following, but he suddenly stopped himself from speaking.
His gaze swept back and forth between Yun Qingqing and Xu Ji's faces, his brows gradually furrowing.
These two people have remained calm since they were stopped on the street, and haven't said a word.
This is highly unusual. An ordinary person who is forcibly taken to a place like this would not remain so calm and silent.
Mei Wuneng stared sharply at Yun Qingqing and Xu Ji: "Neither of you has said a word the whole way. Are you mute?"
Seeing this, Gu Ye quickly answered for Yun Qingqing and Xu Ji: "Brother Guard, these two friends of mine are rather introverted and don't talk much."
After hearing Gu Ye's explanation, Mei Wuneng said in a sinister tone, "Introverted? Don't like to talk? I advise you to change this habit. Our Third Miss likes people who are sweet-talking and know how to make people happy. People like you who are taciturn will soon be disliked by the Third Miss."
As he spoke, he glanced at Gu Ye again: "You brat, your words are annoying. You'd better speak less in front of the Third Miss, or you might get your tongue cut out."
Gu Ye: "..."
Mei Wuneng said no more, enduring the pain in his shoulder, and led the three through a corridor draped with light gauze curtains, arriving at a spacious and magnificent flower hall.
In the center of the flower hall, on a huge soft couch, leaned a beautiful woman in a bright red dress. She was none other than Murong Yan, the third young lady of Tianmu City.
She was toying with a golden goblet in her hand, her eyes languid.
Around the soft couch, four or five handsome young men, dressed only in light gauze robes, were serving him attentively.
Some people knelt by the couch, carefully massaging her shoulders, while others knelt down to massage her legs.
Two other people were dancing in the hall, swaying their hips to the soft music. Their movements were graceful, but their eyes were filled with fear.
A young man was massaging the shoulders, and perhaps because he was nervous, he accidentally applied a little too much pressure.
"Hiss..." Murong Yan's brows furrowed suddenly, and the languid look in her eyes was instantly replaced by violence.
She raised her foot, adorned with embroidered shoes, and kicked him hard in the chest.
"Ah!" The boy screamed as he was kicked to the ground, clutching his chest and curling up, his face deathly pale.
"Useless thing, can't even control your strength properly." Murong Yan said coldly, "Drag him away and behead him."
"Third Miss, spare my life!" The boy was terrified and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
Murong Yan remained unmoved, toying with the golden goblet in her hand.
Two expressionless guards in black immediately appeared and dragged the begging boy away.
Murong Yan took a small sip of the wine in the golden goblet, her gaze sweeping over the man in the flower hall. She said with a disdainful tone, "I'm tired of this. Time to find something new..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mei Wuneng led Yun Qingqing and the other two in.
"Third Miss, I've found you three new items," Mei Wuneng said obsequiously to Murong Yan as soon as he entered the flower hall.