Chapter 175: You, or Him?

Chapter 175: You, or Him? Translator: Antonia

Her squeezed the fists, and her heart was raised too. She was really nervous and feared that the two would find out that the girl lying on table wasn't her.

Of course, she didn't fear that the fake servant girls would do something to her when they figured. She just worried that the play directed by Princess Yuhe couldn't go on if they found the switch.

If the play couldn't continue, then she couldn't use it to fight back against Princess Yuhe, hit her head-on, watch her smile frozen, and tear up her noble mask.

That would be a pity.

In contemplation, she heard some disgusting laughter, "The little bitch is so eager that she took off her clothes already. It saves my effort..."

"Come...give me a hand and move her inside to do it..."

Nervous, Mo Qianxue thought to herself, Bihuan, a servant of Princess, came out from the imperial palace and couldn't meet too often with these guys. Very likely, she also met them for the first time, whom were put inside previously through others.

Mo Qianxue had made Bihuan's hair messy and taken off her clothes. And now Bihuan's face was flushing. That wouldn't be a problem.

Besides, the two gross men disguising as servant girls had also inhale a lot of the incense and now must be too dizzy to see clear. Every girl would look the same to them.

There rose sound of footsteps stumbling into the inner room. At once, Mo Qianxue rested assured. As she expected, the two fake servants didn't figure it.

"She's still a virgin. Let me do it first and then it's your turn..."

"Shhh... be quiet... don't let others hear us..."

"There won't be others... the yard gate is closed and guarded by two nannies... but you... be gentle... don't leave blue and purple traces on the chick..."

"She has really fine skin..."

There wasn't female groaning, but only men's heavy breathing and sounds of shaking and knocking.

"Ah..." Then a growl.

Then, there was whisper, "Virgin is better indeed. Your turn..."

Mo Qianxue covered her ears and walked away, but went back after a little hesitation.

She had been eavesdropping for so long, but it was quiet outside the yard. There wasn't a sign of catching-them-on-site at all. She faintly felt that things were as easy as she had believed.

Susu had told her that in the garden, there were only females, never a male. Hence, what Princess Yuhe wanted was only her chastity but never to catch her on site.

The host of this year's party of Princess Yuhe, so her reputation would be stained if there was such an ugly thing happened in the garden during her hosting. So would the reputation of the ladies. By then, she must be held accountable, blamed by multiple sides and punished by the Emperor.

She couldn't be that silly!

However, did she really want her chastity only? Or was there a follow-up scheme? Did she want her to get pregnant before getting married?

Mo Qianxue narrowed her eyes. Whatever the follow-up scheme was or however she paved a road of blades for her, she swore that the one finally taking the road must be her.

It was already early summer with bright sunshine and soft breeze, but Mo Qianxue somehow felt a gust of chill... There were again disgusting hissing voice. Mo Qianxue came back to earth.

Her feet were already a bit numb from standing still, and then there was noise of ladies fooling around. They must have finished dinner and came here together to take a rest.

Secretly calculating the time, she knew that Bihuan would wake up in ten minutes around.

She tidied her clothes and pushed the door open decisively.

She shouted upon entry, "Done?"

The two fake servant girls thought she was Bihuan and answered hurriedly, "Done." There was sound of putting on clothes from inside.

Mo Qianxue scolded again, "Hurry up. If it's done, hurry and get away... Don't you want your lives to stay for so long?"

"No, no." As they replied, they had dressed up and rushed out.

Mo Qianxue turned around and faced the opposite, "As I told you earlier, you hurry and get out. Later, you'll get your rewards."

"Thank you." Leaving the words, the two smiled grossly and ran away, "What you want is on the table in the bedroom."

Hearing the sound of the gate door, Mo Qianxue hurried went to the bedroom.

She had thought she would see something disgusting...

Fortunately, the bed was neat, and Bihuan was lying there, well-dressed.

What a perfect arrangement!

If it weren't for the heavy breathing, Bihuan's flushing face and messy hair, the salacious smell in the air, the reminder before they left, and the dazzling white scarf with blood left on the table, Mo Qianxue would have believed that Bihuan had just taken a nap.

She quickly changed Bihuan's clothes and slightly combed her hair. Luckily, the imperial servant's hairstyle was simple.

After doing this, Mo Qianxue put on her own dirty clothes, moved Bihuan out against the door, took out good needles, did the techniques on her, and quickly went to the bedroom.

She planned to lie down in the bed, but at the thought of the disgusting thing that had just happened here, she patted her face to make it flush a little and then lied down on the table, pretending faint.

She just lied down, and Bihuan woke up.

She shook her heavy head, and, as if remembering something, sprang up. In confusion, she rushed in and, seeing the Mo Qianxue lying at the table, rushed into the bedroom.

At the sight of the scarf with blood, Bihuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Mo Qianxue sneered inwardly.

She took a long breath, and suddenly her feet became feeble. If she hadn't reached out for the table, she would have collapsed to the floor. At this moment, she felt pain in every part of her body.

Not knowing why she felt sore bodily, Bihuan struggled to support herself and walked over to take the blood scarf into her pocket. She needed it to complete her task.

There was already chatter and laughing of ladies from outside. At this point, she didn't have the time to think about why she had fainted strangely.

She put the scarf into her pocket, and then changed an incense to burn, pushing open the windows of the bedroom.

Mo Qianxue took a deep breath. This incense was to refresh mind.

Everything done, Binhuan, slightly shuddering, walked to Mo Qianxue.

As her first time, she had two men. Of course she found it hard to walk afterwards. Hearing the stumbling footsteps, Mo Qianxue didn't feel slightest pitiful for her. She deserved that! Mo Qianxue listened and guessed that Bihuan walked over to move her to the bed.

Hence, she mumbled and looked up blankly, "What's wrong with me? I fell asleep while waiting?"

She pretended to have just waken up, "Bihuan, where are the clothes?"

"I saw you fell asleep and feared that the two servant girls couldn't serve you well, and since you were scared, I kept waiting here and didn't leave."

"Oh... Where's my servant? How come I feel sore and frail? I'm so not well. Hurry and summon my servant girl..."

"Yes. I think it's okay for me to leave for now. I'm going to bring lady's servant over here."

"Well, go." Go. She would never know the scarf in her pocket was soaked with her own virginity blood...

Bihuan stumbled out, Mo Qianxue saw through the widows, and ordered the two nannies to open the gate, asked questions, became less doubtful, and told them not to shut the gate...

Of course, she was less doubtful. The two nannies confirmed that there weren't any people coming in or out the yard and that the fake servants had just left.

*

In the ancestral hall of the Ning family, master Ning sat in the main chair, while the two sides were flanked with family elders and clan elders. The gloomy air was condensed to a point to break out at any moment.

Master Ning had a special chair arranged to his left, between the family and clan elders.

Ning Shaoqing was exactly sitting in that special seat now. In this air, he still looked self-composed, wearing a subtle small smile on his face. He was born with a natural attribute of self-possession.

Now, after a year's experiencing outside, he could better see through things and was calmer and more restful, without any sullen anger, gentle and mild as jade.

He packed up the clothes that Mo Qianxue made for him. Now, he was wearing a light-blue brocade long robe, making him more celestially elegant, like sprinkle spring water in mountains, like a touch of moonlight in the mild spring night.

He stood up with a smile, "Eldest family elder, what else would you say?" The long light-blue robe hung to the floor, as if the clear blue sky screen suddenly flew to before your eyes and gave you a long-lasting peace. The whole of him instantly became inexplicable tall and solemn, in a subtle majestic bearing that could hardly be ignored.

The eldest family elder on the left of master Ning, "There is hard evidence of eighth elder's sin. Anyone else has a different opinion?"

The Ning family was a super clan and had more elders than ordinary families. The elders were divided into two factions, one called family elders, the other called clan elders.

Only the legal main branch descendants could become family elders, while clan elders were selected from the whole clan and those who contributed to it.

Yet, both family and clan elders had eight people respectively. Therefore, from thousands of people in the Ning clan, it wasn't easy to climb to this position. The eighth elder was that who firstly proposed to make the second young lord Ning Shaoyu as the future master.

In view that it was impossible to reverse the case, given the hard proof, Ning Shaoyu spoke for him, "Eighth elder contributed a lot to our clan. Probably he was just muddle-headed..." If eighth elder couldn't survive, Ning Shaoyu would lose a helpful hand, and the other elders who had pledged loyalty would also waver.

If eighth elder couldn't survive, he would confess everything about Ning Shaoyu.

"Muddle-headed? YOU, or him?"