Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1629 - 985: Hong Shan

Baili An helped her clean up the leftover breakfast dishes on the table.

After stepping out, he carried the empty food box, intending to return it to the small kitchen.

At this moment, Dong Yun, who had been waiting outside from afar, saw Baili An coming out and immediately blushed as she approached.

She willingly took the food box from his hands, her gaze somewhat shy and evasive: "Immortal Lord, leave it to the maid."

The five girls who had previously exited from inside the house were now arranging flowers and trimming plum blossoms in the courtyard. Upon seeing Baili An emerge well-dressed, their pretty faces also flushed red.

As if recalling the absurd things they did to this esteemed Immortal Lord in the house this morning, they felt a sense of shame.

Baili An also appeared somewhat embarrassed, and at this moment, he heard Dong Yun saying in a low voice:

"Immortal Lord, please do not blame us for our rudeness today. The fault lies with me, and if the Immortal Lord feels we have greatly offended, Dong Yun is willing to be punished."

Baili An didn’t know how to respond for a moment, so he forced a smile and said, "Miss Dong Yun has taken it too seriously. As a man of dignity, how could I speak of offense? Just, such conduct should be avoided next time."

Although it was the lady’s order and had to be obeyed, ultimately it was a mortal body offending and ’tarnishing’ the Immortal Lord.

Moreover, at that time, the Immortal Lord’s demeanor was full of resistance and aversion, making it inevitable to fear retaliation later.

But in front of the lady, it wasn’t appropriate to act out.

Only when interacting privately, it turned out this gentle and modest Immortal Lord truly had integrity and did not become angry or seek blame for their offensive actions.

This, in turn, made Dong Yun heave a sigh of relief.

Over there, the maid Hong Shan, who was sweeping the snow in the courtyard, saw Baili An coming out of the house and returned to the stone pavilion, bringing forth a bowl of soup, and approached him with a slight sense of remorse.

"Taking the lord’s salary, one must alleviate their troubles. The Third Miss is our mistress, and her orders we have no choice but to follow.

Today’s events were indeed disrespectful to the Immortal Lord, it must have worn you out all morning and made you weary.

This maid has a bowl of goji berry, photinia, and lily soup, perhaps the Immortal Lord could drink it to replenish your energy."

Maid Hong Shan is the most aloof and self-respecting among the six, conducting herself with considerable discretion, hiding a gentle and considerate heart beneath her indifferent exterior.

Although Baili An found it hard to accept the unprincipled and bottomless obedience exhibited by the six that morning,

he felt it wouldn’t be right to disregard the tactful Hong Shan’s goodwill.

He took the bowl of soup and tentatively took a sip without enthusiasm.

He typically didn’t consume human food, but he couldn’t refuse this kind gesture.

Unexpectedly, with this sip, it stirred up a commotion among the maids watching him shyly from afar.

Seeing that he displayed no airs, even after regaining his strength, he didn’t make any difficulties; they perceived him as very approachable.

This led them to act boldly and casually.

"Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, merely sipping sweet soup won’t fill your stomach, I have goji berry cake here, would you like to try?"

"Immortal Lord, Immortal Lord, I made some green rice balls, you must taste them, they’re very sweet."

"Immortal Lord, do you like cherries? I freshly picked these from the garden."

"Immortal Lord, have a taste of this..."

"Immortal Lord, try this..."

Surrounded by a group of women, Baili An was at a loss, dodging this way and that, finding it extremely uncomfortable amid such tender advances, he was about to leap onto the eaves for some quiet.

At this moment, with a creak, the door opened again.

Fang Geyu in her ornate dress with gold stitching, a light-colored belt adorned with dazzling pearls, draped in a crane robe of white feathers, with her attire being exquisitely elegant, wearing a forehead band on her dainty head inset with a glass gemstone, making her appear particularly noble.

Her eyes, dark and shiny, stared at Baili An, who was surrounded tightly by the six maids under the corridor and courtyard, and couldn’t help but give a sneering laugh, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"Today is the Sea God Festival, there are many people and it’s most bustling, I dislike crowded places the most.

How about you, Mr. Ji, take my six maids out to have a look around?

I am not stingy; aren’t you staying at an inn? After the tour, just take them back to the inn, and let them serve you well, after all, my estate never lacks for attendants."

The maids who had been pressing around Baili An and feeding him pastries immediately became tense and solemn, hurriedly collecting their things, standing poised and upright.

After paying respects, they no longer dared to tease or jest in the slightest.

Baili An, already feeling quite uneasy being crowded by this group of women,

saw Fang Geyu almost rolling her eyes to the sky in her little manner, and couldn’t help but feel a mischievous sense of humorous enjoyment rise within him.

He deliberately asked the usually silent Hong Shan in a warm voice: "Does Miss Hong Shan enjoy lively places?"

Fang Geyu’s face indeed grew tense, her index finger gripping the hilt of her sword tightening secretly, her knuckles pale, as if she wished to dig out that Dragon Ball with force.

Hong Shan was at first dazed, then met Baili An’s deep, meaningful gaze for a moment, proving to be an exceptionally astute person.

She immediately smiled gently and said, "Reporting to Immortal Lord, this maid indeed does not care for lively places, preferring to stay in a quiet spot."

Baili An noticed Fang Geyu’s changing expression out of the corner of his eye, inwardly stifling a laugh, he continued in a serious manner:

"To speak truth, I am not fond of the hustle and bustle either, since your lady is not in the mood.

Might as well stay in the estate and relax today, and since I’m here, why not let me prepare lunch too."

"What?!" Fang Geyu, who was disdainfully turning away, suddenly raised her voice by eight octaves: "You want to make lunch at my estate too?!"

"Yes, is there an issue? Cannot do?" Baili An’s innocent expression was almost begging for Fang Geyu to punch him harshly in the face.

Fang Geyu glanced at everyone’s gaze collectively turned towards him and realized her response was somewhat extreme.

Suddenly, she straightened her pretty face, as if stiffened by glue.

She spoke with unexplainable seriousness and coldness, reprimanding: "You are the courtesan I brought back, not just a chef buried in heaps of rouge, the dishes of this estate are not for you to meddle with.

You are only to appear when I need you.

As for now, I’m going out shopping, as the courtesan of mine, you should be at my constant beck and call, rather than flirting with others here."

Even the word ’flirting’ was used.

Baili An stepped out from the crowd, his eyes unable to conceal an ever-deepening smile, teasingly stating: "I will certainly follow like a shadow."

Fang Geyu snorted, producing a baby-like grunting sound through her nose as she brushed past Hong Shan: "You, Hong Shan, certainly ate the most today, not even afraid of getting fat."

Normally just having a meal resulted in such a malicious curse of "getting fat", Hong Shan’s pale cheeks slowly blushed, embarrassedly.

(The rest will be filled in this morning.)