Xiao Luzi clutched his head in pain.

“This humble one knows, it’s just… I couldn’t change the habit right away. Young Heir… Young Master, there won’t be a next time.”

Li Shiyan rolled his eyes at him, then stroked his chin and began pondering.

They say Dalin produces beauties. Having come here with great difficulty, if he didn’t experience it firsthand, wouldn’t that be a waste?

Meanwhile, in Wei Yi’s room.

Lang Bo blocked the door tightly—he simply couldn’t get out. So he just lay down on the bed, his back to Lang Bo.

“Young Master Wei, aren’t you hungry?” Lang Bo asked him.

He ignored him and even huffed.

It seemed he was truly angry. Making him sleep with a grown man—he wasn’t willing, extremely unwilling!

After quite a while, Lang Bo saw he seemed to have truly fallen asleep. He even softly called “Young Master Wei” twice but still received no response.

He quietly slipped out. That sulking fellow might not eat, but he was hungry!

The door behind him opened and closed.

Wei Yi, who had been lying on the bed sleeping, suddenly sat up.

He touched his stomach—actually, he’d been hungry for a long time.

While Lang Bo wasn’t here, he had to go find Shu’er to eat together!

He pushed the door open and looked left and right, but couldn’t remember the direction.

He muttered to himself: “Where is Shu’er staying?”

The second floor of the inn was a large circle with railings. Each room was staggered one by one, and they all looked identical, with only some strange numbers marked above them.

Wei Yi scratched his head and began wandering around the second floor. Just as he walked to an open room doorway, a hand suddenly pulled him inside.

“Help…”

Before he could shout “me,” someone covered his mouth.

“Don’t shout.”

Li Shiyan pulled him to sit down, grinned at him, and patted his shoulder: “Relax, I won’t harm you.”

Wei Yi was still somewhat shocked, looking at him with vigilant and frightened eyes.

He asked: “Who are you?”

“Me?” Li Shiyan pointed at himself with his index finger, smiled like a big brother but with full cunning, and said: “I’m called Li Shiyan. And you?”

“Wei Yi.”

“What kind of people are you? Where are you going?”

Wei Yi lowered his head, hugged his arms, shrank to the side, and pressed his lips together without speaking.

This appearance made Li Shiyan find it strange—how could this grown man give off the feeling of a child!

Xiao Luzi beside him leaned to his ear and whispered: “Young master, could he be a fool?”

“A fool?” Li Shiyan narrowed his eyes.

Mm!

He really did seem a bit like one.

He leaned his body forward with a probing tone and asked: “Brother Wei, staying at the same inn also counts as fate. If we’re going the same way, we could look out for each other, right?”

“…”

“Brother Wei?”

Wei Yi stood up, saying as he did: “I don’t know you. Mother said I can’t talk to strangers.”

Just as he was about to leave, Li Shiyan pulled him back again, the smile on his face becoming even more clearly cunning.

It seemed this person really was a fool.

Wei Yi was once again forcibly pressed to sit down, becoming even more nervous: “What are you going to do? Don’t kill me!”

“Who’s going to kill you!” Li Shiyan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, frowning slightly.

He was a good person!

Normally he didn’t even dare kill a chicken.

Of course, as the only son of the Marquis Kangding of Qujiang, it wouldn’t be his turn to kill chickens anyway!

“Wei Yi, I’m a good person. How could I kill you!” As he spoke, Li Shiyan pushed a plate of pastries in front of him and said: “You must be hungry, right? Come, eat a little. Let’s have a good chat, how about it?”

Like a wolf grandmother.

No, a human trafficker!

Wei Yi’s stomach had been hungry for a long time. Seeing the pastries, his mouth watered. Naturally unable to resist, he grabbed a pastry and put it in his mouth, even obediently nodding.

With a mouthful of pastry, he asked vaguely: “What do you want to chat about? How long?”

Just for the duration of one plate of pastries!

Li Shiyan signaled Xiao Luzi to close the door, then asked him: “Let me ask you, where are you going?”

“The capital!”

“What are you going to the capital to do?”

“Eat meat. Shu’er said when we get to the capital, she’ll take me to eat meat.”

“Who is Shu’er?”

“My wife!”

Li Shiyan froze, then asked again: “The Shu’er you mention—is she that woman wearing the blue veil just now?”

Wei Yi nodded frantically while eating.

Ah—

Li Shiyan’s jaw dropped, his face twitching.

It’s over! It’s over!

She’s already married—he doesn’t do the whole home-wrecking thing!

But then thinking about it, this Wei Yi is a fool—how could anyone be willing to marry him?

Unwilling to give up, Li Shiyan asked again: “She’s truly your wife? You’ve had the wedding ceremony?”

What’s a wedding ceremony?

Wei Yi shook his head, grabbed another pastry and put it in his mouth, puffing out both cheeks.

He said: “Mother said so. She said Shu’er will be my wife sooner or later, and in the future there will be many, many little Wei Yis. But now Father and Mother are both dead. I only have Shu’er.”

“So you haven’t actually married yet?”

Wei Yi didn’t understand, just shook his head and continued eating!

At this, Li Shiyan’s interest perked up again. A graceful, virtuous woman—beautiful women are what men love most.

His eyes curved slightly. He pushed another plate of osmanthus cake in front of Wei Yi and continued asking: “Then let me ask you, who is that man accompanying you?”

Wei Yi thought about it and answered: “Shu’er said he’s a sulking sack.”

“Sulking sack?” Li Shiyan found it strange: “Then who are those people? Why do they all carry swords?”

“Don’t know.”

Wei Yi answered honestly and sincerely!

Child, if your parents have spirits in heaven, they’d be angered to death by you. In front of you is a “human trafficker,” and with just some pastries, he’s extracted all your words.

Conversely, shouldn’t you be counting money for him?

Wei Yi, you need to wise up.

In a turn, Li Shiyan thought of another question. He grabbed Wei Yi’s hand and asked with great anticipation:

“Then, is Shu’er beautiful?”

“Beautiful! Shu’er is the most beautiful!” His voice was very loud.

In Wei Yi’s eyes, the most beautiful thing in the world was probably Ji Yunshu.

And in his heart, there was only Ji Yunshu!

This playboy Li Shiyan’s peach blossom eyes seemed ready to overflow with water.

What he needed to know, Li Shiyan had pretty much learned. He then took away the two plates of pastries in front of Wei Yi.

“I’m not full yet.”

“Stop eating!” Li Shiyan said to Xiao Luzi: “Take him out.”

Xiao Luzi stepped forward, pulled Wei Yi up, and pushed him toward the door: “Young Master Wei, we won’t see you out.”

Bang—

The door was closed!

After exiting the room, Wei Yi wiped the pastry crumbs remaining at the corner of his mouth.

He began to be confused again.

Forget finding Ji Yunshu’s room—he couldn’t even remember his own room.

Spotting a somewhat familiar one, he nodded vigorously: “Mm, this must be my room.”

So he pushed the door open and entered.

The instant the door opened!

“Ahhh—”

Wei Yi was so frightened he fell to the ground, both hands braced on the floor, both feet kicking outward continuously.

With a pair of terrified eyes, he stared at that horrifying scene inside the room!