Chapter 294 - Using Drugs and Partying On. Dirty Sex Trade at the Rockery (IV)

Chapter 294: Using Drugs and Partying On. Dirty Sex Trade at the Rockery (IV)

Jiang Pengji did not intend to show up and, of course, she would not let anyone discover her. She sneered while she listened to the man and woman acting lovey-dovey and revealing their innermost feelings. They were saying that they had to go their own ways and bid each other farewell due to the obstacles in their reality.

To be honest, if they were replaced with a gossiper that had a smarter brain, he or she could write a short story depicting the difficult and affectionate love in minutes.

Jiang Pengji looked up and saw that various jokes about difficult love had emerged in the streaming room. Some experts who were proficient in all sorts of romantic plots even accurately guessed the conversation between Princess An Yina and Wuma Jun. They echoed each other and sure enough, it was all a series of tricks.

If it was not for the inappropriate setting, Jiang Pengji would have laughed.

People who fancied themselves clever were always the silliest ones. In a certain sense, the man and woman underneath her were a perfect match for each other.

Jiang Pengji was thrilled to watch the “show,” but the audience in the streaming room did not really understand it.

Shitang Dafan Ayi: “Isn’t Wuma Jun your sister’s future husband? He had an affair right in front of your eyes… How are you not angry at all? I was looking forward to the outburst of your sister complex. I wanted you to beat Wuma Jun up in front of his mistress.”

Not only was the audience looking forward to it, but the audience of the entire streaming room was looking forward to it as well.

They had long been accustomed to Jiang Pengji’s style of lashing out, shielding a fault, and being unreasonable, even if it was just her step-sister. In the ancient days, her step-sister was a concubine’s daughter. In the modern world, she would have been an illegitimate daughter or the daughter born of a mistress. However, it was the ancient era. A concubine’s daughter had human rights too and they were called by their right names.

They did not think about how Jiang Pengji would defend her sister against such an injustice. However, Wuma Jun had already had sex with another woman in broad daylight when he had not even married Jiang Pengji’s sister. He was an animal. According to the streamer’s temper, she should have definitely beaten them up.

Jiang Pengji smiled. After probing Liu She in Changqing Alley the last time, she had basically identified the mistress’s daughter.

In other words, the mistress’s daughter was never on the same path as the Liu residence ever since she was born. That would not change even in the future.

As for the affection between brothers and sisters, it was basically impossible.

Taking that into consideration, Liu She had already secretly inspired his second mistress and Madam Hu to separate Liu Xi from the mistress’s son and daughter as much as possible. Since they had never lived together, of course there were no feelings.

Knowing that there was something peculiar about the identity of the mistress’s daughter and that they might very likely be on opposite sides, Liu She intended to marry his daughter off to Wuma Jun. It was clear that he was waiting for him to jump into the pit that he had dug… In that case, Jiang Pengji was not that silly to stand up for a mistress’s daughter.

Host V: “Punish Wuma Jun and An Yina? Ha, that will come sooner or later.”

The two were stumbling blocks that hindered Jiang Pengji on her path. They were small pieces of gravel or cobblestones that had to be kicked off sooner or later. However, she would never stand up for a mistress’s daughter who had no relation to her at all.

Obviously, the audience in the streaming room liked to watch the fun without using their brains. No one noticed the word game that Jiang Pengji was playing.

Princess An Yina watched Wuma Jun leave the rockery affectionately. She stayed behind, carefully groomed her appearance, and left, looking unperturbed. Jiang Pengji continued to sit on top of the rockery and did not move. After a while, An Yina actually came back.

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows. The princess, whom the royal family of the Northern Borderline had their expectations on, had some skills indeed.

An Yina did not notice her, but she was very paranoid. She pretended to leave, but she quietly came back to take a look.

Jiang Pengji jumped off the rockery easily when she was completely gone.

The ventilation there was good. The traces of the wild act of the man and woman were not discoverable. However, for Jiang Pengji, whose five senses were different than those of ordinary people, the place had an unusual smell, which made her frown slightly and display a look of disgust and contempt.

The smell made her sick and only subsided after she slightly controlled her five senses. She took another perfume pouch from her waist, put it on the tip of her nose, and sniffed it. She then felt better.

Wuma Jun and An Yina left one after another. Jiang Pengji chose another small, winding path and left the rockery after going through many turns.

It was a special day that day. The flower garden, which was usually quiet, was rather lively. Many aristocratic ladies, who were gorgeously dressed in bright-colored and beautiful clothes, strolled in the garden under each other’s company. Their brows and foreheads were adorned with exquisite and delicate red ornaments. The bright red color set off their skin around it, making their skin look even fairer and softer.

The current ethos in Dongqing was not too feudal. Although men and women would be castigated if they traveled around with each other, it was not a huge issue.

Therefore, in addition to the aristocratic ladies who looked prettier than flowers, there were many well-dressed young men in the flower garden, the waterside pavilion, and the small pavilion…

Out of tacit understanding, both parties were quite far away from each other. They looked at each other from a distance through the small forest or flower bushes, even though they were acquaintances. They soon missed each other’s gazes… The assessment was not only related to the future of the sons of the aristocratic families in official circles, but it would also affect their marriages.

Jiang Pengji was also the “son” of an aristocratic family, but she was still young.

She was still young and her figure was still small, but her facial features were very distinct. They were ladylike and full of heroic spirit as well. If she had completely grown up after a few years and added some scholarly honor and reputation to her name, she would have the image of a respectable man whom many aristocratic ladies adored in their hearts.

The most important thing was to have a charming face, not to look masculine. Instead, masculinity should be blended with a woman’s gentleness and jade-like beauty. It was best if people could not distinguish her gender. Not only that, she should have a tall and skinny figure and a gentle elegance. It would be best for her to treat people gently, be knowledgeable, and have talent.

Jiang Pengji avoided the paths where the aristocratic ladies walked. She looked around and went to the lookout octagonal pavilion, which was located on higher ground.

Standing there and looking into the distance from above, one with good vision could see the scholars who participated in the assessment.

When she walked over, three strange men were already sitting in the pavilion. Jiang Pengji did not know them and she only nodded at them courteously.

The men did not mind that Jiang Pengji came over and disturbed them. They just smiled a little, turned their heads, and continue to chat with each other.

Fallen petals laid on the ground in profusion. The falling petals danced in the wind, covering the ground entirely. Hundreds of scholars scattered around the riverside and in the forest. The graceful servants weaved their way through them, carrying wine and food. The sound of elegant music produced by the Chinese instruments could be heard from time to time.

Jiang Pengji and the audience in the streaming room became silent. She had a tricky look on her face.

Could that be called an exam too? Oh, that was not right. It was an assessment.

Laosiji Lianmeng: “I think I went to a fake school.”

Jiangxiang Zhutuirou: “I probably met a group of fake teachers.”

Sanzhisongshu Lingshi: “I probably did a bunch of fake exam papers.”

Bingtang Ningmeng Shuiguotang: “I think I entered a fake examination hall.”

Jiang Pengji was speechless.

From such a far distance, to others, the figures were blurry. However, Jiang Pengji was different. She could see all the various behaviors of the people.

There was something odd about Wei Ci’s bun. He lifted his hand and touched it. A flower that was in full bloom rested on top of his head.

That type of flower only bloomed in autumn and winter. The colder it was, the more it bloomed. It had a very nice scent.

Looking at the flowers, he was a bit lost in thought. It was not known as to what memories he was recalling. It was a bit difficult to tell what his facial expression meant.

At that moment, he seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at him. He quietly looked in her direction.

Although he could only see a blurry figure, how could he not recognize it? Wei Ci silently crushed the flower with his hands.