Xie Shizi's shameless daily life

At one point, everyone thought what he said made sense. A man with rat-like eyes said loudly, "Master Duan, we are only reluctantly letting that witch stay for one more day for your sake. Please don't let us down tomorrow!"

Duan Jingheng cupped his hands towards him and said, "Of course not!"

The rat-like man enjoyed the court official's politeness and respect towards him. His vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment, so he took the initiative to call on everyone to go home.

After everyone outside the mansion had dispersed, Zijian turned to look at his master and said, "Sir, are you really going to sacrifice Miss Shu to heaven tomorrow?"

Duan Jingheng smiled slightly: "I have already promised the people, how can it be false?"

This was the first time Duan Jingheng set foot in Zhao Shu's yard since Zhao Shu almost died in the fire last time.

Ah Ling was sweeping the yard. The two maids had just been making a fuss and she hadn't finished her work yet.

Ah Ling was sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard with a broom. When she turned her head, she saw a dark figure standing at the door.

Ah Ling quickly put down the broom and welcomed the man in: "Why is Lord Duan here? My daughter is in the room. I will go and report it now."

Duan Jingheng raised his hand to stop her: "I can go there by myself."

Seeing that Duan Jingheng insisted on doing so, Ah Ling had no choice but to nod and pick up the broom again to sweep the floor intermittently.

When Duan Jingheng walked into the room, he smelled a fragrance. He followed the scent to Zhao Shu, who was concentrating on making spices.

Zhao Shu brought the incense tray close to her nose, and only after she smelled the pure fragrance did she put it down with a relaxed look.

A voice suddenly appeared at the side: "I guess you like this spice very much, otherwise why would you make it so carefully." She didn't even notice that he was coming.

Zhao Shu was startled by surprise, but after she saw who the person was, her beating heart gradually calmed down.

Zhao Shu stood up from her seat and bowed to Duan Jingheng: "Master Duan."

The word "sir" made the relationship between the two people clear.

Duan Jingheng frowned and said, "There's no need for us to be so unfamiliar with each other."

Zhao Shu's expression remained unchanged: "Master Duan, do you have anything to tell me?"

Duan Jingheng looked at her silently for a few seconds, then said, "I may have to wrong you tomorrow. I promised the people today that I will send you to the execution ground tomorrow, but don't worry, this is just a show, not a real execution. On the way to the execution ground tomorrow, there will be a real person to read your fortune. Don't worry, that person is mine, and he will not let anything happen to you."

Zhao Shu knew that Duan Jingheng did this for her, and she knew what was good and what was bad. She bowed to him sincerely and said, "Thank you, Lord Duan." Zhao Shu changed the subject and said, "It's better for Lord Duan not to show up in this matter. After all, you are the parent official of Mi County, and it is not appropriate to do this for me."

Duan Jingheng did not respond to her words, but just looked at her quietly, and said after a while: "Will you never trust me again in the future?" Zhao Shu was silent for a while: "Master Duan, you are joking. You are the parent official of Mi County and a good official loved by the people. How could anyone not trust you?"

Duan Jingheng looked at her steadily. She said that the people of Mi County all trusted him, so was she among them? Perhaps not. If she was, why would she go to such great lengths to say that the people trusted him? Wouldn't it be better to just say "I trust you"?

Duan Jingheng really wanted to ask her, does what she said that day still count?
The atmosphere between the two of them became tense. One stared at the other, while the other lowered his eyes to look at the ground.

"Shu'er, tomorrow you will follow Lord Duan's instructions and go to the execution ground. After all, Lord Duan is a parent official and will not harm you."

Zhao Shu turned around suddenly and asked in surprise: "Cousin Jin, why are you here too?"

Xie Jin glanced at her with a half-smile: "Why, you can come to this place, but I can't?"

Zhao Shu naturally didn't mean that, but after looking at the person next to her and then at the person standing at the door, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Anyway, nothing she said was right, so she might as well just keep quiet!

Zhao Shu pursed her lips and looked at Xie Jin without saying a word. Xie Jin sneered at her and then turned to look at Duan Jingheng: "I think Lord Duan's idea is very good. It can not only calm the restless people but also help Shu'er out of trouble."

As he spoke, Xie Jin walked towards Duan Jingheng and bowed to him: "Master Duan, I will always remember your kindness today, and I will definitely repay you in the future!"

Duan Jingheng smiled distantly at Xie Jin: "Master Xie, you are joking. All my actions are for Shu'er. What does it have to do with you, Master?" His tone was gentle, but the content of his words had nothing to do with gentleness.

Xie Jin's smile faded and she stared at Duan Jingheng coldly. Duan Jingheng was not willing to be outdone and looked back.

Finally, Duan Jingheng looked away first. He looked at Zhao Shu and then at the incense tray she had just been fiddling with. He smiled and said, "Shu'er, this incense smells so comfortable. Can you make one for me too?"

Before Zhao Shu could speak, Xie Jin on the side said bluntly: "Mr. Duan, I'm really sorry. I just moved next door. Shu'er made all these spices for me. They are all for one person. There is no extra."

Duan Jingheng was silent for a moment, then looked at Zhao Shu: "Really?"

Zhao Shu turned her head to meet Xie Jin's gaze, which seemed to say that if she said "no" she would be finished. She ignored the cold gaze and looked at Duan Jingheng: "Okay, I'll send it to you when I'm done?"

Xie Jin's eyebrows turned cold instantly, and he pursed his lips tightly and looked at Zhao Shu without saying a word.

Duan Jingheng's eyes slightly raised: "Okay."

Xie Jin was so angry that he almost died, but he had no right to stop Zhao Shu from making sachets for Duan Jingheng, so he could only sulk here!

Zhao Shu continued to ignore the person with red eyes and looked at Duan Jingheng and said, "Sir Duan, do I need to prepare anything when I go to the execution ground tomorrow?"

Duan Jingheng's eyes, which had just warmed up, dimmed again after hearing Zhao Shu's words: "Just treat it as usual."

The person who was sulking alone curled up his lips and said, "It's just for show, there's no need to be so particular."

Xie Jin glanced at Duan Jingheng, then walked towards the spices, lowered his head to sniff them, then frowned and called out to Zhao Shu, "Your smell is not right!"

Hearing Xie Jin say this, Zhao Shu frowned: "There's something wrong with this taste!"

Xie Jin looked up at her and said, "If you don't believe me, come over and smell it."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Shu actually doubted for a moment that she had not got the dosage of the spices right. With a sense of responsibility for the spices, she walked towards Xie Jin.

She lowered her head and sniffed the spices. The more she sniffed, the more her brows furrowed. Then she turned to look at Xie Jin: "No problem!"

Xie Jin said that she had misheard it, and moved her head closer to her, asking her to repeat the news.

Zhao Shu couldn't persuade him, so she had to repeat the news, but she still had no problem smelling the spice again!

Zhao Shu suddenly raised her head and looked forward, and sure enough, she and Xie Jin were the only ones left in the room.

Xie Jin stood up lazily and said casually: "I just smelled it wrong, there is nothing wrong with the smell. Since there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Before leaving, she said, "I don't like other people's fragrance to be the same as mine."

Zhao Shu looked at his back helplessly. After he was out of sight, she sat down in front of the spices and continued making sachets.

(End of this chapter)