Chapter 220: I’m Done For!

Sitting in the courtyard, watching the Little Calico Cat digging through the snow on the ground, and then looking at Nong Qin and Bai Luoxue in the kitchen, Lin Xun felt extremely anxious!

More than anxious! Lin Xun felt that although he was alive, he was already dead, just not buried yet.

How could this happen?

Why would Nong Qin appear at Bai Luoxue’s house?

Lin Xun rubbed his face deeply. The snow dug up by the small female cat in front of Lin Xun covered his instep.

Lin Xun came today having prepared a series of methods, intending to let Bai Luoxue experience what the emotion of anger felt like.

Before coming to Bai Luoxue’s courtyard, Lin Xun specifically chose this hour when Qinger took Yaya out to play! He pretended to be a lazy fish sleeping!

Then, as soon as Qinger and Yaya left, he quickly ran to Bai Luoxue’s courtyard.

But he didn’t expect to run into Nong Qin here.

Lin Xun was indeed happy that Nong Qin was back, but Nong Qin’s appearance was ill-timed.

What should I do?

I suddenly appeared in the Legendary Beauty’s courtyard, having an “affair” with the Legendary Beauty, and even came here secretly.

How is this different from those wealthy scoundrels keeping mistresses outside?

Wait.

There seems to be a difference.

First, I’m not a wealthy scoundrel, but a poor scholar. Second, this isn’t a golden house, but a Tofu Shop.

Bah!

I am truly innocent! Besides, I’m doing a good deed!

But—

Lin Xun glanced at Jiang Nongqin in the kitchen.

If I say I’m doing a good deed! Will Nong Qin believe it?

Does anyone sneak over to a solitary young woman’s courtyard to do a good deed?

I can’t possibly tell Nong Qin, “Actually, this is the Saintess of the Huanxi Sect, and I need to help her recover the emotions a person should have,” right?

Wouldn’t that completely expose me?

I’m done for!

The more Lin Xun thought about it, the more distraught he became.

He had already told Qinger that he would never come to Bai Luoxue’s courtyard again, even if he died.

Now look what happened—he was caught red-handed by Nong Qin.

Moreover, Nong Qin and Qinger are very close friends; you could say she was Qinger’s first friend on Dongma Street.

If Nong Qin tells Qinger about this…

Lin Xun felt he should just dig a hole under that rock now, so he wouldn’t trouble Qinger later.

As for Qinger previously saying she allowed him to take a concubine…

She must be joking.

Sometimes you have to listen to a woman’s words in reverse!

At the same time, in the kitchen, although Jiang Nongqin was taking the Winter Plum Cake out of the steamer and using melted snow for the final cooling to enhance the texture.

Jiang Nongqin was also secretly glancing at Lin Xun from time to time.

At this moment, Jiang Nongqin’s mind might have been even more chaotic than Lin Xun’s.

What is going on?

Why would Your Highness come to Sister Luoxue’s courtyard?

Did Sister Luoxue make Winter Plum Cake for Your Highness to eat? And does Sister Luoxue like Your Highness? And Your Highness came to Sister Luoxue’s courtyard alone?

Does Sister Qinger know?

Could it be that Young Master feels something for Sister Luoxue?

As she thought about it, Jiang Nongqin’s heart started racing, and her eyes flickered towards Lin Xun.

But soon, Jiang Nongqin seemed to realize something and changed her line of thought.

Because if Your Highness truly liked Sister Luoxue, then Your Highness would have the intention of taking a concubine.

Then did she have a chance too?

If Your Highness truly wanted to take a concubine? Would Your Highness take her as well?

Thinking of this possibility, a glimmer of hope arose in Jiang Nongqin’s heart.

Even if she couldn’t be Your Highness’s concubine, it would be fine just to be able to serve by Your Highness’s side.

“Sister Nongqin, is it done now?” While Nong Qin was still distracted, Bai Luoxue had already placed all the Winter Plum Cake on a plate and brewed two pots of tea.

“Mhm, that’s enough.” Nong Qin snapped out of her daze and smiled at Bai Luoxue.

However, Nong Qin knew exactly why Sister Luoxue brewed two pots of tea.

“Young Master Lin.”

Just as Lin Xun was fidgeting, feeling like his backside was sitting on a frying pan, Jiang Nongqin walked out of the kitchen.

Hearing Jiang Nongqin’s voice, Lin Xun shivered all over.

“Miss Jiang.”

Lin Xun stood up and bowed.

“Young Master Lin.”

Jiang Nongqin placed the tea tray on the table and curtsied.

The two of them instinctively met eyes for a moment, then Lin Xun quickly turned his head away, and Jiang Nongqin lowered her beautiful head, her cheeks flushed.

Lin Xun turned his head because he felt utterly guilty.

Jiang Nongqin’s shy lowering of her beautiful head was due to the thoughts stirring in her own heart.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two was subtle.

Bai Luoxue looked at Sister Nongqin, then looked at Lin Xun. The girl felt a little strange, but she couldn’t pinpoint why.

“Lin Pei, eat the Winter Plum Cake.”

Holding the Winter Plum Cake, Bai Luoxue offered it with both hands, blinking her eyes while looking at Lin Xun.

“What plum?” Lin Xun was stunned.

“Winter Plum.”

“…” Looking at the beautiful red and white Winter Plum Cake on the plate, it was the first time Lin Xun had heard that winter plums could be made into pastries.

“You didn’t put anything strange inside, did you?” Lin Xun asked.

“No, Sister Nongqin and I made it together.” Bai Luoxue held the Winter Plum Cake higher. “It’s very delicious.”

“Oh.” Since Nong Qin made it with her, there shouldn’t be any issues.

Lin Xun picked up a piece and ate it. Indeed, the Winter Plum Cake was refreshing and delicious, not as sticky as ordinary pastries; it melted in the mouth and even felt like ice cream.

After finishing one, a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lingered on the lips and teeth.

“Drink tea.”

Just as Lin Xun swallowed, Bai Luoxue offered him a cup of tea, holding it in her hands.

“It’s too hot.” Lin Xun shook his head.

Bai Luoxue looked at the steaming tea in her hand, put the teacup behind her veil, and gently blew on it with her small mouth.

The girl’s fragrant breath lightly cooled the tea, and then her small mouth gently touched the teacup, her pink lips sampling the tea to test the temperature.

“It’s fine now.” The girl handed over the tea she was holding again.

Watching Bai Luoxue offer the teacup held in both hands, Jiang Nongqin couldn’t help but cover her mouth, thinking that Sister Luoxue was truly bold.

If she were as bold as Sister Luoxue, would Your Highness also secretly come to find her?

Lin Xun didn’t know Jiang Nongqin’s thoughts, but looking at the teacup resting in Bai Luoxue’s pale palm, Lin Xun’s eyebrow twitched slightly.

Does this girl not know what an indirect kiss is?

“No, I’m not thirsty.” Lin Xun refused.

Bai Luoxue might not have this concept, but he certainly couldn’t let Bai Luoxue take advantage of him.

“It’s very good to drink.” Bai Luoxue stepped closer.

“I really am not thirsty.”

“Just drink one cup.”

“No, why are you so insistent?” Lin Xun felt something was off. He glanced at the tea on the table and was stunned. “Wait, why did you brew two pots of tea? Is there something wrong with this tea?”

Hearing Lin Xun’s questioning, Bai Luoxue lowered her gaze.

Those extremely alluring cat-tailed peach blossom eyes blinked, but she remained silent.