It’s just after the fifth watch [five o’clock in the morning].

Laishun was half-kneeling on the bed, using scissors to carefully cut out a mottled plum blossom mark. While he was busy, the corners of his mouth could not stop curling up.

The chant was vague, sometimes it meant 'good days', and sometimes it meant 'good luck', just like a farmer who had just had a good harvest.

Uh~

Boxer sisters, please don’t get me wrong. This guy has always been a philanthropist, hunting in bars... When making friends, he always stands in the same camp as the girls, and strongly despises those plots.

He firmly believes that an open and inclusive world is a progressive, harmonious and beautiful world!

Those who cling to old ideas and refuse to let him...

Cough~

Those who cling to old ideas and refuse to let go of their bodies and minds to liberate themselves will only miss out on the beauty of this world!

But then again...

It seems like there aren't many bars to go to right now, and no girls will stand up and scorn men with that kind of plot.

This concept has no place at all.

Alas~

The old feudal society!

Laishun shook his head and sighed. He looked at the piece of cloth he had cut and looked at it carefully by the candlelight. Then he folded it carefully, pulled out a small locked box from under the bed, and put it in carefully.

.

After thinking about it, he took out the collection of Zhong Er's essays that he had carefully edited and took them out of the box.

Don't get me wrong!

It’s not that he thinks these things are not worthy of being kept in it, he just doesn’t want these dozen pages of ‘open art’ to be ‘tarnished’ by symbols of conservatism.

But after taking these things out, it felt a little empty inside, which looked awkward.

So Lai Shun went to the east room, dug out a copper paperweight from his father's elegant set of four treasures of the study, and placed a precious and important weight on it.

Then he locked it again and carefully put it back under the bed.

That’s it!

Laishun straightened his back with satisfaction, but saw Siqi sitting on the bedside with a cold face, looking at the dozen pages of clips with disdain.

He hurriedly grabbed it and rolled it into a ball. He threw it under the bed without thinking, and then smiled at Siqi, just to say a few words.

Not wanting to play chess, he stood up and said: "Let's go, it's time to fulfill your promise!"

Then he walked straight out of the West Room.

"Then what..."

Laishun hurriedly followed him outside and reminded him cautiously: "Why don't you give your cousin a confession first, so as not to..."

Siqi suddenly turned around and glared at him fiercely.

"Your cousin, it's your cousin!"

Laishun gave up decisively: "Let's check with your cousin first, so that we don't have to talk about it later and let others find any shortcomings."

To be honest, when he saw that Si Qi had not changed his attitude towards him, although he felt a little disappointed, he was more grateful.

After all, his goal is Daiyu Baochai, so how can he stop his progress just because of a chess player?

Of course.

After all, the goal is distant and great. It would be great if on the long journey, a woman who has escaped from vulgar interests and does not ask for status can accompany him to forge ahead.

pity……

Si Qi obviously does not have this ‘awareness’.

Laishun suppressed the regret in his heart, opened the door and looked at the east wing where the smoke was already burning. He turned around and said to Siqi: "I'll hold Granny Hu back, and then you sneak out and wait at the entrance..."

"I'll be waiting for you at Anjia again!"

Siqi's face was full of wariness and disgust. Before he could finish his words, he rushed to change the meeting place.

Got~

Let alone forge ahead together, they are not even willing to go along for the ride.

Seeing her attitude, Laishun didn't bother to continue pretending to be a licker, and went directly out of the main room, blocking the east wing and chatting with Granny Hu about household matters.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Si Qi raised his feet high and gently landed on his feet, sneaking out of the small courtyard of his house quietly.

When she got to the street and saw no one around, she leaned on the wall and spread her legs slightly, and her frown relaxed a little.

However, she didn't stay in front of the door for too long. She quickly gritted her teeth, endured the discomfort and hurried to Pan's house.

As soon as Siqi left, Lai Shun chased him out. It was not that he was rushing to go with them, but that he suddenly remembered that he had no idea where Pan An was living.

But in the half-dark morning light, Siqi had long disappeared.

He could only hold back in frustration, and went home to have some breakfast, and then he asked around and found Xingrong Lane under the West Corridor.

But it turns out that the ancestors of the Pan family were not slaves, but distant relatives who were beyond the reach of the Rongguo Mansion.

Due to delays here and there, when Lai Shunxun arrived at Pan's house, it was already half past six in the morning, and more than half an hour had passed since Si Qi left.

However, when Laishun arrived in front of Pan's house, he saw the figure lingering under the wall.

As he took a few steps closer, he saw that the tears on her face had turned into ice crystals.

Tsk~

Woman!

He could muster up the courage to devote himself to love, but he didn't have the courage to face his lover afterwards.

Laishun shook his head and sighed. He couldn't help but feel a certain amount of love for her and a certain amount of jealousy towards Pan An.

Of course, jealousy is jealousy, and if Si Qi wants to pester him like this, he is afraid that he will have another headache.

Alas~

It’s still a matter of identity!

If he could get rid of his slave status earlier and earn a share of the family property by relying on the memories of his previous life, wouldn't he be able to take her as his concubine?

By then, you will not be afraid of affecting your pursuit of goals, but you will also be able to avoid regrets.

Simply perfect!

It's a pity that I can only think about it now.

However, Lai Shun came close to Siqi and touched the sleeves back and forth, but he couldn't find anything that could match his beauty.

So he had no choice but to remind him: "You should wipe your tears at least. Otherwise, when you see your cousin, your secret will be revealed immediately."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, so he hurriedly asked: "By the way, how are you going to hide it from him?"

Si Qi gave him a disgusted look, silently took out the handkerchief, turned his back and wiped the tears from his face.

Could it be that she had no intention of hiding it at all?

This is not possible!

Laishun turned to her and advised her earnestly: "Although you are doing it for him...but he may not be able to accept it for a while. If the time comes, it will be self-defeating and may even harm him."

Siqi suddenly raised his head and glared at Laishun, and sneered: "I think you are worried that you will be implicated, right?!"

"I don't deny this."

His dirty thoughts were revealed, so Lai Shun simply made it clear: "But try to hide this matter as much as possible. It is the best choice for you, him, me, and all of us!"

Si Qi still sneered, but did not refute.

By the way, he continued: "That's what I thought. When I see your cousin later, you just want to give it a try and beg me to come forward as a witness."

"It just so happened that Deng Haoshi also wanted to use his position as a junior manager to harm me. All the old and new grudges came to my mind, so..."

Halfway through the sentence, Siqi's cold eyes suddenly became extremely hot, almost turning into flames and roasting his entire body into charcoal.

"Well……"

Laishun stopped talking, subconsciously took half a step back, and asked warily: "What's wrong with you?"

"You have a grudge against Deng Haoshi?!"

Si Qi took half a step forward, bit his silver teeth and asked, "So even if there is nothing wrong with You'an, you will still find a way to retaliate, right?!"

"You said this."

Although she was about to pounce on her and fight to the death with him, Laishun breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "Although I am not a generous person, there is no need to be so anxious for revenge. When I become rich in the future,

It will be the same if you crush him to death again."

This explanation is absolutely sincere.

But because of Pan Youan, Siqi not only despised Laishun's character, but also underestimated his ability. Therefore, although his anger was reduced by three points, his contempt increased by fifty percent.
To be continued...