Chapter 19 (1/2)

I Am Maid A

He Qing Lu is a very fascinating person.

His estate is just as huge as his dignified character, his home is just as deep as his ‘difficult to get along with’ personality.

“Your family sure is really rich!” Taking advantage of the moment the maid applies medicine on her, Pang Wan finally closes her mouth, her jaw practically about to dislocate.

It is not that she has never experienced much of the world, as the dignified Bai Yue Sheng Gu, and having also personally served the Supreme Chief of Wu Lin for several months, logically speaking, she has already seen a lot of rare treasures, but she really is seeing such ingenious architecture for the first time ever —— an ordinary couch, with a row of six b.u.t.tons on the desk, each in charge of different purposes, switches for opening and closing the door, raising and lowering the footrest, igniting and extinguis.h.i.+ng the candle flame, the rising and falling of the mosquito curtains, calling for the servants, access to storage containers, featuring six great functions!

——all of remote control! Mother! There’s actually remote control in a martial arts story! Not to mention the mattress also has ma.s.sage functions!

Pang Wan is indeed thunderstruck.

He Qing Lu sits at the side drinking tea, as he listens to her praises, he does not even sound a harrumph.

Seeing that he has been unwilling to bother with her the entire time, Pang Wan could not help grow a little gloomy.

This well dressed Gentleman He ah, is good in all aspects, just too shy! When peeking at her in the main streets he was clearly pa.s.sionate like raging flames, just before, he had even disregarded his own safety (?) and sent for someone to save her from the hands of those scoundrels, so why is it that in the presence of outsiders, he puts on such a “you have nothing to do with me” ice-cold look?

After careful considerations, she decides that, for the sake of Gentleman He’s handsome face, she shall temporarily forgive him.

Ai-yo, that’s because he really is so handsome ah.

“May I trouble lady to undress?” All ten of the maid’s fair and soft slender fingers stretches towards her, clinging to Pang Wan’s collar.

“What do you want?” Pang Wan shrinks back on alert, guarding her collar.

“Lady’s body has also been wounded, this maid shall help lady apply the medicine.” The maid urges her in a good-tempered manner, her voice tender and sweet, “As a young maiden, the skin condition is always important.”

Pang Wan touches the soft armour she’s wearing, and shakes her head in refusal: “No need, leave the medicine behind, I’ll do it myself.”

The maid glances back at He Qing Lu, seeing him looking as usual, she slowly responds with a smile, “Then I shall not bother you, here’s the medicine, this maid shall go and prepare a new set of clothes for lady to change into later.” Having said that, she turns and leaves in a delicately graceful manner.

Watching her swaying posture, Pang Wan thinks to herself, afraid that such maid is the “refined type” that Gu Xi Ju truly likes, unable to help the darkening of her face, something within her chest starts to stir.

“What else are you hiding on you?”

In the empty room, He Qing Lu’s voice suddenly sounds, exceptionally clear and cold.

“What do you mean what I’m hiding?!” Pang Wan is not in the mood to spare him a look, in the next moment, her expression makes a huge change, “What do mean by ‘what else’?” Could it be that this rascal has found something on her?

He Qing Lu watches her, extending towards her his right hand, half curled into a fist.

“Miscalculation in the rural area and all wild land lost, where is the spring breeze to plant the cymbidium (boat orchids)?”[1]

His right hand slowly opens up, revealing a little silver orchid flower.

“Didn’t think, you are actually one of Bai Yue Sect’s people.”

He Qing Lu slowly says this word by word, the corners of his lips pressed into an extremely contemptuous smile.

Pang Wan widens her eyes.

She takes a deep deep breath.

“Ai-ya! Such a pretty little orchid flower! Where did you buy this from gentleman?”

In the next moment, she had already tilted her head to look at the orchid flower whilst putting on a pleasantly surprised act, her voice bright and clear, her smile sweet and pretty, ten out of ten pure innocence.

He Qing Lu did not think she would actually play dumb, and was slightly stunned.

“Did you get a good look at it? This is what you gifted someone at a restaurant.” That pair of attractively sharp sword-like brows knits together, “An orchid with nine petals made from western silver iron, such unique item, is but Persia’s tribute to the Bai Yue Sect’s little master, say! Exactly what is your role in the unorthodox sect?!”

With one overturning of his big hand, it locks onto Pang Wan’s throat, at the same time, one sound of kuang-dang, and dark steel shackles are pulled out from the wall behind the couch, tying up both her hands.

He does not give her any chance to react nor resist.

“How do you know this orchid flower is given to Bai Yue Sect?”

Pang Wan silently moves her wrist, to find that the shackles are extremely firm, impossible to break free from.

“Because this nine petal orchid, is created from the mould I made.”

Only seeing one wave of He Qing Lu’s finger, and under the candlelight, an extremely small “He” (贺) character vaguely emerges on the calyx of the flower.

“So what if you family name is carved onto it?” Pang Wan still keeps a firm stance, “This little orchid flower can be found anywhere, who knows, a different one may have another character carved onto it, put together, it happens to form the auspicious message of ‘Happy New Year’ (恭贺新年), how does it become your creation?”

He Qing Lu narrows his eyes, a trace of smile slowly washes onto his handsome face.

“You really don’t know anything?” He inspects her meaningfully, “Looks like you don’t have much of a formidable role, could it be this nine petal silver orchid was stolen by you?”