This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

"Damn it, he got me again!"

Some people looked annoyed.

The second floor.

The cozy boudoir of a woman is filled with a refreshing and delightful fragrance upon entering.

After Zhang Ping'an entered, the maid blushed and tactfully closed the door and left.

He looked at the woman standing with her back to him in front of the bed, and his eyes lit up.

The woman was tall with long, straight legs and a classic S-shaped figure. But what pleased Zhang Ping'an most were her round, firm, and bouncy buttocks, like a ripe peach.

This person is destined to have sons!

When Meixiang turned around, Zhang Ping'an immediately changed his mind.

No, this person is a parent!

"Your poem about plum blossoms just now truly touched my heart. With such talent, could you perhaps pass the imperial examinations?"

Mei Xiang walked over gracefully, sat on a cushioned stool, and gestured with her slender hand.

Zhang Ping'an didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down opposite Mei Xiang.

"Fame and fortune are like fleeting clouds to me; Zhang's ambitions lie elsewhere." Zhang Ping'an emphasized a high-class attitude.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the courtesan opposite him lit up and poured Zhang Ping'an a cup of wine.

"They say that those who master both literary and martial arts can serve the emperor. Yet you, young master, regard fame and fortune as fleeting clouds—what ambition!"

"This humble servant offers a toast to you, young master!"

Zhang Ping'an's eyes widened in surprise. He wanted to know how this woman could drink alcohol while wearing a veil.

Meixiang raised the wine glass to her lips with one hand, gently lifted her veil with the other, her sleeve covering half her face, and tilted her head back slightly to drink the wine dry.

boo...

Finally, it made a hollow sound.

Zhang Ping'an felt a sudden tightness in his lower abdomen, and smiled in admiration, "Miss Meixiang is so straightforward!"

Then, he picked up the glass of wine in front of him, glanced at it, and drank it all in one gulp.

I don't know this woman at all; she wouldn't poison me.

"Young lady, since you've chosen me as your intimate companion, why not show your true face?"

Zhang Ping'an couldn't resist that "pop".

Although he used to be quite busy with his affairs, the original owner's body seemed to be still a virgin, and if she kissed him a couple more times, he definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

Meixiang hesitated for a moment, then slowly removed her veil.

Suddenly, a fair, delicate, and incomparably beautiful face appeared in Zhang Ping'an's eyes, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

"The young lady is indeed a beauty of unparalleled grace; no wonder countless men are captivated by her."

Zhang Ping'an gave a heartfelt exclamation; this was the truth.

In terms of looks alone, Mei Xiang is only slightly inferior to Lu Qingyin. But in some aspects, she is absolutely incomparable to a lady from a prominent family like Lu Qingyin.

"You flatter me, sir." Mei Xiang blushed and bowed her head to thank him.

"Young lady, you are exceptionally beautiful and talented. Have you ever considered leaving this place of debauchery?"

Zhang Ping'an swore that he was just used to saying those words.

After all, it's a man's favorite thing to do to lure respectable women into prostitution and persuade prostitutes to reform themselves.

Just like Zhang Ping'an initially misunderstood Boss Cao, then understood Boss Cao, then became Boss Cao, and finally envied Boss Cao.

Meixiang's face immediately fell with sorrow, and she sighed softly, "I also want to leave this place of debauchery, but alas, I am burdened with sin and can only stay in the brothel for the rest of my life. My life is so bitter!"

After saying that, she started to sob.

Zhang Ping'an immediately smelled a strong green tea aroma.

Mei Xiang gently dabbed her eyes with a pink handkerchief, looked pitifully at Zhang Ping'an, stood up, and quietly walked to Zhang Ping'an's side.

"Young master, you possess great talent and are destined for great success. In the future, could you possibly obtain an imperial decree for me to be exonerated from this criminal record?"

Her delicate hands suddenly grasped Zhang Ping'an's large hand: "This humble servant is willing to serve you as a slave, to serve you day and night, to repay your great kindness."

Zhang Ping'an felt his burning hot hands being enveloped by a pair of soft, boneless, cool, and smooth hands.

Zhang Ping'an extended a finger, gently lifted Mei Xiang's smooth chin, and smiled, "This... we'll talk about it later."

"It's getting late, why don't we get some rest?"

Meixiang blushed and turned her head away, saying, "This servant will undress you, young master."

Meixiang took Zhang Ping'an's hand and slowly walked to the bedside. She gently wrapped her jade-like arms around Zhang Ping'an's waist and began to undress him.

As he smelled the delicate fragrance wafting from his nose, Zhang Ping'an couldn't help but feel restless and unbearably hot.

This woman is absolutely a vixen.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I will turn off the light."

Meixiang turned to leave, but Zhang Ping'an stopped her.

"No way! What's the point of it being dark? It's much more romantic with the lights on!"

"Ah, this... Young master, please forgive me. I have never done anything like this before, and I am too ashamed to serve you with the lamp lit. Please turn off the lamp, I'm begging you, okay?"

What man could stand that?

If Zhang Ping'an still disagrees, then he would be worse than a beast.

"Okay, you go to bed and wait there, I'll go turn off the light."

"Ah, no need, how can I trouble you with such a thing, young master? Let me do it!" Meixiang reacted rather strongly.

Zhang Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly... Something's strange!

"Oh, it's nothing, it's a trivial matter. I'll take care of it."

Zhang Ping'an strode to the oil lamp, preparing to extinguish it.

Behind her, Mei Xiang suddenly frowned, flipped her hand into a palm-blade shape, and prepared to attack Zhang Ping'an's neck.

However, when she saw the bluish crescent-shaped birthmark on Zhang Ping'an's back below his neck, she was suddenly surprised and quickly withdrew her hand.

Just then, a maid's urgent call suddenly rang out from outside.

"Young master, something terrible has happened! Your two companions say something serious has occurred and they want you to return to the yamen immediately!"

Then, Wang Qisheng's urgent voice rang out from outside: "Ping An, there's been a murder on the snack street in the west of the city. A traitor from the White Lotus Cult has committed arson and murder. The boss wants us to go there immediately."

"Old Zhou and I will go ahead first, you hurry up and catch up."

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out; Old Wang had already left.

The snack street in the west of the city... is the street where Old Man Li's Noodle Shop is!

Zhang Ping'an felt a chill run down his spine: Oh no!

He immediately put on his clothes... Damn, these ancient clothes are so hard to put on.

"Stop looking, come help!" he urged Meixiang while tying the straps.

"oh!"

Meixiang hurried over and nimbly helped him put on his clothes.

Zhang Ping'an sighed, "They're definitely professionals. Unlike me, who only knows how to undress people."

"Young master, the White Lotus Sect is not a group of heinous criminals. On the contrary, the White Lotus Sect's doctrine is to relieve distress and help people from suffering. They would never kill or set fires indiscriminately."

"Moreover, this is the capital city, right under the emperor's nose. It would do no good for the White Lotus Sect to kill some innocent people. On the contrary, it would only provoke the court's wrath."

"I suspect that someone deliberately framed us."

Zhang Ping'an suddenly grabbed her small hand, his star-like eyes fixed on her.

"Why is Miss Meixiang so knowledgeable about the doctrines of the White Lotus Sect?"

Meixiang remained calm and smiled ingratiatingly, saying, "I come into contact with many people on a daily basis, so I have naturally heard some things about the White Lotus Sect. I thought it might be helpful to you, young master, so I told you."

"If I have said anything incorrect, I hope you will forgive me, young master."

Zhang Ping'an smiled slightly: "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I will remember it."

"Young master, I am so sorry that I was unable to serve you tonight. How about you come again tomorrow?" Meixiang said shyly, hesitant to speak.

Zhang Ping'an had no time for romantic talk right now, and hastily replied, "Another day!"

Then he opened the door and left.