Miss Truth
Chapter 363 - 229: Situation

Chapter 363: Chapter 229: Situation

The room was silently still, the aroma of orchids faintly emanating from the incense burner. Just as Ran Yan was about to sit down on the mat, she saw someone emerge from the inner room.

Recognizing the person, Ran Yan couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, "Brother Ten!"

Ran Yunsheng was clearly just as astonished, "Yan? What are you doing here?"

Ran Yan suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and swiftly stood up. Numerous possibilities flashed through her mind, each more ominous than the last, "We’ll talk later; we might have fallen into a trap. Let’s get out quickly and discuss!"

"What?" Ran Yunsheng frowned slightly; he had drunk a bit too much and had been chatting over tea with a couple of friends. When they had gone out to the restroom, and Ran Yan walked in, he had thought they had come back...

Thinking this, he too began to sense that something was amiss and immediately started to head outside with Ran Yan. However, they realized that the front door had somehow been locked—impossible to open from the inside!

Ran Yan grew anxious and punched through the paper on the window to look outside; the maid who had been standing in the corridor was nowhere to be seen. A cold sweat broke out on her back; this was clearly a meticulously planned trap. Who could it be that had such a vendetta against her!

Holding onto a sliver of hope, Ran Yan checked all the windows inside the room but found no exits.

"Yan!" Ran Yunsheng suddenly said, "I feel somewhat off..."

His voice was somewhat hoarse and strained by the time he reached the last word. Ran Yan turned back to see Ran Yunsheng’s cheeks unnaturally flushed, his eyes brimming like autumn waters, and tiny beads of sweat forming on his nose. His handsome face seemed even more captivating.

Ran Yan had been focused on other things till then, but now stopped to realize that her body seemed to be gradually kindling a flame inside, with a warm surge spreading throughout her from her lower abdomen.

Ran Yan’s mind flashed with a scene from a martial arts series where a brother and sister were drugged with an aphrodisiac and locked in a storeroom, eventually found disheveled by onlookers...

She didn’t usually watch these shows, but this series was so popular that it was rebroadcast in different versions every summer.

Thinking of this, Ran Yan’s anger surged to her brain, her eyes reddening with hatred, vowing not to rest until she had thoroughly revenged herself on the perpetrator!

Feeling his peculiar condition, Ran Yunsheng quickly stepped back two paces and leaned against the door. Seeing Ran Yan approaching, he hastily said, "Don’t come any closer! Yan, stay away!"

The pain and swelling below made Ran Yunsheng feel mortified to death; the person opposite was the sister with whom he had grown up! Even though he was still sober and harbored no filthy thoughts toward her, showing such an embarrassed state in front of her was extremely humiliating.

Since ancient clothing was not very restrictive, any reaction in that area was particularly visible. Ran Yunsheng felt both ashamed and terrified, thinking that since the trap was set, some people would come to capture him in this embarrassing state in a little while...

Thinking this, Ran Yunsheng immediately rushed into the inner room and frantically searched, retrieving a brush and paper and, despite feeling unwell, quickly wrote something.

As he wrote, he said, "The opponent has planned everything so meticulously; we definitely cannot go out now. If our reputation is completely destroyed, we might..." he paused, fearing they might be driven to death by vicious rumors alone.

"The poison you gave me last time, I’ve always carried it with me. I’m going to write a suicide note," Ran Yunsheng’s forehead veins popped as the flush on his cheeks intensified.

Ran Yan listened in alarm, Ran Yunsheng was actually willing to die to protect her reputation!

She rushed forward and slapped the brush out of his hand.

"Yan!" Ran Yunsheng looked up, wanting to chide her, but his expression began to blur, his eyes seemingly lustful. Her lips looked moist as if they were glazed with honey, only he couldn’t tell if they were sweet.

Ran Yunsheng swallowed hard.

His enchanting demeanor made Ran Yan’s body grow hotter and more uncontrollable.

...

Outside the house, a figure in a treasure-blue Hu dress sat on the corridor railing, his fan gently propping his chin, his lips curved upwards, and his long, narrow eyes smiling as he stared at the door.

Beside him were five lavishly dressed young men, each leaning against the corridor in different postures. One of them, a boy about sixteen or seventeen, complained while lying on the railing, "Why not lock me up with that Wife? I would willingly bear the reputation of a libertine!"

Pei Jing slapped him on the head with his fan, "Quiet!"

Another, slightly older, crouched next to the young lord and said softly, "You might be willing, but I fear all that would be left is a patch of bloody snow, with you leaving nothing but crumbs behind."

The young man grinned wickedly, "If you’re willing, gents can leave you with a patch of crimson in the snow too, not leaving any crumbs behind."

"You brat!" the man muttered under his breath.

Pei Jing, listening to the sound of cups and dishes falling inside the room, smiled even more brilliantly, "The effect of the medicine is quite fast!"

The spirited young lord flipped to his feet and laughed, "Of course, the medicine is called Red Dust Powder. You’ve heard of the Divine Doctor, haven’t you? This is his creation, and I spent five hundred strings of cash on it!"

Pei Jing raised an eyebrow, "The beauty before was given to you."

The young lord’s eyes lit up, "It’s a deal!"

Pei Jing, guessing the time was about right, then sent the Maid to invite all the Wives and young lords to come over and play a game of tossing the pot.

About the time it takes half an incense stick to burn later, footsteps and voices could be heard, and Pei Jing signaled with his eyes; someone quickly went to open the door.

There was not much noise inside the house, and the young lord said, "Oh no, they haven’t succumbed to unrestrained pleasures, have they?"

"You still don’t know what kind of person Yunsheng is? He would never do such a thing to his own sister! But it might not look good describing it!" Pei Jing said with a mocking smile.

"How about letting me ’explore’ before sending Yunsheng to Princess Baling? After all, she only cares about the face and might not know about anything else," said the young lord with an innocent smile.

Pei Jing glared at him, "Who said he’s being sent to Princess Baling? I don’t want to offend the Gui Jianchou of Chang’an!"

Pei Jing had received news in private that the beautiful young lord Xiao Song was fond of was Ran Yunsheng, leading him to mistakenly believe that the time his men were stopped by Xiao’s guards when kidnapping Ran Yan was to protect Ran Yunsheng.

And those street bullies often carry the heart of a chivalrous soul, fearing others might know they were defeated by a Wife, hence they attributed all the blame to Xiao’s guards, exaggerating their numbers and strength.

While talking, a group of young lords arrived together, and Pei Jing and his friends pretended to have just arrived as well, politely making their way into the house to wait for others yet to arrive.

The crowd exchanged pleasantries, and upon entering the room, they saw a broken teapot on the floor.

From the inner room came a woman’s anxious voice, "Tenth brother, tenth brother!"

Pei Jing was elated and headed inside. Just by ruining the reputation of the two and then timely offering them a way out, they would definitely comply, and by then, even Xiao Song wouldn’t be able to protect them from the accusation of illicit sibling relations! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast a recommendation ticket and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)