There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

The warmth she had hoped for did not arrive; the only response to Yan Lingji's soft prayers was the howling of the night wind.

Yes, the Baiyue people no longer exist, so how could they possibly have any faith power left to cast spells?

Yan Lingji chuckled self-deprecatingly, preparing to switch to a method that required no faith.

But the familiar burning sensation arrived late. In the instant Yan Lingji was stunned, Jiang Mo's originally twisted and deformed fingers visibly regained a healthy rosy color.

"You are a follower of the Primordial Fire?"

Yan Lingji was quite certain that the power that had responded to her just now was almost exactly the same as the power of faith she had been exposed to since childhood.

However, there seem to be some differences in their forms of expression.

Yan Lingji can actively mobilize the power of faith and draw corresponding power from the believers of the Primordial Flame, but Jiang Mo in front of her seems unable to control this power freely, and instead needs her to guide him.

Those who fit this description are mostly devout believers who have been doing so for many years.

But Jiang Mo in front of me doesn't look that old at all.

As a "chosen one" who had long since betrayed the Primordial Flame, Yan Lingji's expression was inevitably somewhat strange, and her subconscious glance to the side revealed a hint of guilt.

"Huh? I..."

Jiang Mo was about to thank Yan Lingji for using the power of "Yan Ling's Support" to heal his broken finger when she suddenly questioned him about whether he was a follower of the Primordial Flame, leaving him speechless.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Before he could finish his explanation, Zi Nu's intelligent and elegant voice drifted in through the door: "Young Master Jiang, you're back?"

Chapter 110 Young Master, I'm coming in.

Is Zi Nu here?

What is she doing here in the middle of the night?

Did you guess that the fire at the Blood-Clad Marquis's mansion was related to me, and that's why you came to find out? Even so, you came a bit too quickly.

How long have I been back?

Even with years of experience living in the Baiyue region, Jiang Mo was still somewhat unaccustomed to the situation where he didn't have a precise timekeeping tool at hand.

Human perception of time is always unreliable.

The agonizing moments felt like an eternity, with every second seeming incredibly long.

But when you're enjoying yourself, the long night always passes by without you even realizing it, making you want to exclaim, "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Jiang Mo was thoroughly enjoying himself just now.

So at this point, Jiang Mo wasn't quite sure how much time had passed since he returned, but one thing he was very certain of:

Now is not the time to meet with Zi Nu.

Yan Lingji, who was holding Jiang Mo's wrist and staring at him, subconsciously glanced at the sound of Zi Nu's voice outside the door.

The door was tightly closed, so the other person's appearance could not be seen.

Even just listening to that intellectual and charming voice evokes an image of an elegant and graceful woman that is sure to captivate the mind.

With a slight narrowing of her beautiful eyes, Yan Lingji shook off the hand that was holding her with a hint of disdain.

She withdrew her somewhat cold gaze and was about to stare at Jiang Mo, demanding to know who the woman outside the door was, when rough fingers covered her lips just as she was about to open them.

"Miss Zi Nu, what brings you here?"

While casually responding to Zi Nu outside the door and covering Yan Ling Ji's mouth, Jiang Mo's gaze quickly swept across the room.

They were trying to find a suitable hiding place for Yan Lingji to hide in.

It wasn't that Jiang Mo was worried about being caught in bed with another woman by Zi Nu; at least in Jiang Mo's current understanding, it was not Zi Nu's place to catch them in the act.

He simply felt that it was not appropriate for Yan Lingji to meet Zi Nu at this time.

Having been imprisoned in the ice crystal cage for too long, Yan Lingji knew almost nothing about the outside world. If she were to meet a shrewd person like Zi Nu now, she would probably have all her secrets extracted from her in just a few words.

The color of underwear and such...

Oh, no need for small talk. With her years of experience running Zilan Pavilion, Zi Nu would probably be able to tell at a glance that Yan Ling Ji is in a vacuum.

We will meet, perhaps we will eventually meet.

Jiang Mo hoped to postpone it a bit, at least until tomorrow, so that he would have more time to tutor Yan Lingji overnight and impart the necessary knowledge and information.

"My lord has not returned for a long time, so I am naturally worried."

As Jiang Mo struggled to find a safe haven, Zi Nu's voice came from outside the door again. Although it wasn't as impatient as before, it didn't sound like she was giving up either:

"Young Master Han Fei also seems to be quite concerned about you, Your Excellency."

Hmm? Han Fei? Zi Nu has met him?

That's not surprising.

Why bring him up now? Does this mean the two have formed an alliance? Isn't the plot moving a little too fast?

Jiang Mo quickly thought it over, while still trying his best to decline:

"I am truly sorry to have troubled Brother Han and the young lady with your concern, but I have not encountered any trouble. Besides, I have already gone to bed and it is really inconvenient for me to receive guests."

"Let's discuss important matters tomorrow."

Once again, Jiang Mo used the excuse of "sleep" to try and dissuade Zi Nu from entering the house.

Unfortunately, resorting to the same old tricks always leads to exhaustion.

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu, who was standing quietly outside the door, couldn't help but snort inwardly: Why didn't you sleep earlier or later? You said you were already asleep as soon as I arrived.

What a lame excuse!

You're going to see me today, whether you want to or not! Even if you're already asleep, or even if you're taking a shower, you'd better get dressed right now!

While she was secretly gritting her teeth, her jade-like fingers, painted with light purple nail polish, pressed against the door.

"The situation is urgent, and I need to trouble you to meet with me immediately. If I have offended or been impolite, I apologize in advance."

As she spoke, Zi Nu had already unleashed her inner strength and activated her cultivation technique.

The door, which had been tightly closed, began to tremble slightly, and the bolt, which had been inserted from the inside, started to fall to the side as it shook.

This morning, you forced your way in like this, didn't you?!

Upon seeing Zi Nu's skill, Jiang Mo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and he dared not slack off in his movements.

Judging from his tone and demeanor, it seems unlikely that he can turn Zi Nu away today.

Thinking about this, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

If the regulars at Zilan Pavilion found out, they would probably be so angry they'd explode and die on the spot.

Countless people longed to meet Zi Nu, yet none could. Even a few words exchanged with her filled them with a sense of overwhelming honor.

But Jiang Mo looked completely disgusted.

Unforgivable!

Die!

In reality, Jiang Mo didn't have any issues with Zi Nu.

If he had to say something, what he's most unhappy about right now is the room layout and design of Zilanxuan. If you had even a wardrobe or something, you wouldn't have nowhere to hide if you were caught cheating!

That's so inhumane.

Jiang Mo had already quickly surveyed the room, but still couldn't find a suitable place for Yan Lingji to hide.

Zi Nu's voice grew ever closer: "Young Master Jiang, I'm coming in now~"

The tension of being caught in bed with another man grew stronger in Jiang Mo's heart. Helpless, Jiang Mo turned his gaze to the ground beneath him.

To be precise, it landed on the bed where he was lying or sitting.

The largest item in the entire room was undoubtedly the bed. Even by today's standards, this luxurious and comfortable bed was surprisingly large.

Double beds are nothing compared to this.

It's big enough for someone to do a set of calisthenics on it, and it doesn't matter how restless you are while sleeping.

This was not extravagant, but rather based on pragmatism.

After all, in a place like Zilanxuan, if the bed isn't spacious enough, one can't fully unleash their abilities and won't leave satisfied. How could it possibly receive rave reviews?

The bed is large enough, so the matching bedding is naturally generous.

It can completely satisfy anyone's desire to sleep in the same bed.

Then, we'll just have to make Yan Lingji suffer a little.

Having made up his mind, Jiang Mo immediately threw off the covers on the bed...

crunch~

With a soft click of the door opening, Zi Nu stepped into the room, her delicate nose twitching slightly. She almost immediately sensed something was amiss:

There's a very strong, unpleasant odor...

This made Zi Nu unconsciously frown.

Chapter 111 Young Master, Your Bed is Smoking

It wasn't a woman's natural fragrance, nor the vulgar scent emanating from cosmetics; these two scents were the ones Zi Nu was most familiar with.

She can even recognize a person by their scent, and without turning around, she can tell which sister it is.

As for what kind of aura Jiang Mo possessed, Zi Nu didn't have a very deep impression of it. The only time she had close contact with him, he exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

And this time is no exception.

As soon as Zi Nu entered the room, she immediately smelled the familiar aroma of wine. The smell was not pungent; in fact, it carried a faint fragrance that was quite pleasant to smell.

But Zi Nu couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly:

Drinking again?

Didn't I tell you not to send any more wine here? Could it be that one of the girls couldn't resist the temptation and forgot my instructions after being persuaded by Jiang Mo?