CHAPTER 569: CHAPTER 184 THE CONSPIRACY RISES AGAIN_2

At this moment, hearing Xie Ruilin talk about Xie Ruotong again.

It made his heart feel an uncomfortably itchy sensation.

"Do you still want to obtain Xie Ruotong?" Xie Ruilin suddenly asked, getting straight to the point.

Qin Shuyang felt a twinge in his chest.

Just the thought of Xie Ruotong could send his blood surging.

"Do you have a method?" Qin Shuyang raised his eyebrows.

"Methods are devised." Xie Ruilin said with a venomous look in her eyes.

"Then I shall eagerly await the good news from Auntie Xie." Qin Shuyang thus agreed.

As for Xiang Qin.

He simply had to have a taste.

To taste what makes this woman so deliciously irresistible that he’s so hung up on her!

Otherwise, he would never be at peace for the rest of his life!

...

Song Residence.

Xie Ruotong attended to some regular family matters and did not delay too long before returning to her room.

Forcing herself to get out of bed, her body still ached terribly.

How much must Song Yanqing hate her.

To have done such things.

Revenge.

She essentially lay in bed all day.

She had no appetite.

So she did not join the family for dinner that evening.

She had some food brought over by the servants, ate a few bites, and planned to go to bed early.

Without those supplements.

Presumably, Song Yanqing would not come to her courtyard anymore.

Xie Ruotong slept.

Actually, she was also pondering what to do next.

Today, she heard that Xie Ruilin had summoned a doctor...

Given some time.

Perhaps, Xie Ruilin will receive her retribution.

Xie Ruotong turned over.

Having slept a lot during the day, she somehow couldn’t fall asleep easily.

And with this turning over.

She suddenly saw Song Yanqing standing beside her bed.

Xie Ruotong’s eyes tensed.

She turned to look at Fei Cui beside her.

Fei Cui trembled, her expression revealing that it was Song Yanqing who did not allow her to announce his arrival.

Xie Ruotong turned back and got up from the bed, "My lord, why have you come?"

"Isn’t this what you wanted?" Song Yanqing said coldly, mocking her.

"Yes." Xie Ruotong admitted openly.

It must be.

It must be the command of Song Yuanzhong, no, it must be Ming Yufang’s.

Song Yanqing still had to show some respect for his father.

Since Song Yanqing has already spent the night in her room.

The parents of Song Yanqing would be even more keen to strike while the iron is hot.

"Would my lord like to bathe?" Xie Ruotong asked.

Composed.

The humiliation from last night.

As if she had completely forgotten about it.

Song Yanqing’s expression remained cold, "Get dressed, and prepare my bath."

"Fei Cui..."

"I’m talking about you!" Song Yanqing enunciated every word, his tone icy, "Is it not what you so desired, for me to spend the night in your room? Then serve me to the fullest!"

"Yes." Xie Ruotong knew Song Yanqing was doing this on purpose.

She stood up.

Her body still ached.

But she hid it well.

She instructed Fei Cui to prepare hot water.

Then she proceeded to remove Song Yanqing’s clothes.

Nevertheless, this still made Xie Ruotong’s gaze flicker.

"What, can you still blush?" Song Yanqing saw Xie Ruotong’s reaction and said, "Or is this a trick commonly used by courtesans like you?"

Xie Ruotong did not respond.

She knew very well.

None of Song Yanqing’s words would be kind to her.

Whatever she said, the result would not be what she wanted to hear.

So she quietly attended to Song Yanqing’s bath.

Song Yanqing lay in the bathtub filled with hot water, letting Xie Ruotong serve him as if it were a matter of course.

"Such skillful hands, how many men have you served?" Song Yanqing’s voice, chilly and sarcastic, rang out again.

Xie Ruotong pursed her lips.

Opting for silence.

"Xie Ruotong, are you sure you won’t speak?" Song Yanqing seemed to be angered by Xie Ruotong’s silence.

Lacking a response from Xie Ruotong made him feel as if he was not receiving the humiliation he was dishing out.

Xie Ruotong really was craftier than he thought.

She knew well how to make things easier for herself.

Xie Ruotong watched Song Yanqing’s angry appearance and said, "My lord, in the brothel, I sold art, not my body."

Meaning.

She would not engage in such acts.

"Huh. I almost forgot." Song Yanqing laughed with disdain, "You’re still so high and mighty."

This comment.

Naturally, was also sarcastic.

Selling art but not one’s body.

Yet still sold.

In a feudal society.

Actually, it’s all the same.

Xie Ruotong also didn’t bother to explain.

Anyway, if one person doesn’t like another.

Whatever you say, whatever you explain, it’s useless.

It’s all just.

Quibbling.

Xie Ruotong conscientiously attended to Song Yanqing’s bath.

After the bath.

Xie Ruotong then assisted Song Yanqing with dressing.

Before he was even fully dressed.

Xie Ruotong was pushed by Song Yanqing onto a chair at the side.

Xie Ruotong’s heart jumped in surprise.

Of course, it wasn’t anticipation.

Rather, a faint fear.

Not tonight.

It hurt too much.

"Are you scared?" Song Yanqing looked at Xie Ruotong intently.