Live-in Son-in-law

How could Qin Yi not know what that little slut was thinking?

He said with a stern face, "I can’t always hide here with you. If we’re discovered, we’ll both die."

"Xiao Lian, can you tell me about the surroundings here?"

Xiao Lian looked at Qin Yi’s face, so handsome it made people’s hearts race, and she couldn’t refuse.

Besides, Qin Yi was right—if they were found out, they would both die.

"I’ll draw it for you."

Qin Yi’s eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly, this couldn’t be better.

Xiao Lian’s drawing skills were comparable to Qin Yi’s; she drew a rough sketch for him.

Perhaps their drawing skills were similar, because Qin Yi surprisingly understood it.

By midnight, Qin Yi quietly slipped out of the room.

Having stayed in the room for days, the outside air suddenly felt incredibly sweet.

Qin Yi left the courtyard silently, with a clear purpose, heading straight for the Third Princess’s bedroom.

According to Xiao Lian, there were guards around the Third Princess’s bedroom, but none in the courtyard.

The courtyard only had maids and her male concubines.

Qin Yi easily avoided the patrol team and arrived at the Wutong Pavilion.

This was the Third Princess’s bedroom.

Qin Yi hid behind the fake mountain, observing for a long time, noticing there were only guards at the entrance.

In this royal setting, experts were everywhere, with a 24-hour patrol team ensuring safety was no problem. The Third Princess was female, so guards could only stay outside to protect her.

Qin Yi quietly came to the wall, crouched, then sprang up, easily jumping over the three-meter-high courtyard wall.

Landing made some noise, as he currently lacked cultivation to do it quietly.

However, Qin Yi was lucky, landing in the garden where the soil was soft, so the noise wasn’t loud and didn’t alarm the guards outside.

This courtyard was arranged similarly to a typical one, with a main house and an annex.

The central room still had a candle lit, with two maids at the door.

As luck would have it.

A cloud just happened to cover the moonlight.

Qin Yi appeared like a ghost, and before the two maids could react, he hit them with a hand strike each, knocking them out.

Qin Yi supported them so they leaned against the door frame, looking like two people dozing off lazily.

Qin Yi came to the door, moistened his fingers with saliva, ready to poke a hole in the window.

It didn’t break... poke, poke, poke again... Damn, the window wasn’t made of paper but thin gauze.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched a few times; it seemed TV shows always lied.

He listened for a while, but heard no movement inside.

With a light push, the door opened, and Qin Yi slipped inside.

The interior was spacious, with several maids barely awake but all knocked unconscious by Qin Yi.

Qin Yi headed straight for the bedroom.

Pulling back the curtain, a disarray caught his eye: men’s clothes, shoes and socks, and women’s bustiers, underwear.

The canopy-covered bed shook rhythmically.

In the background, he could faintly hear a man’s heavy breathing and a woman’s moan.

Qin Yi stepped forward and stealthily lifted a part of the curtain, stunned by the scene inside.

Two men and one woman...

Whatever they were doing was obvious; they certainly weren’t playing a card game.

The woman was very beautiful, with pale skin, eyes closed, enjoying herself.

Qin Yi opened the curtain and swiftly struck, knocking out both men.

Sorry for interrupting. Qin Yi silently said to himself.

The woman, eyes closed, was enjoying herself, and when the man on her suddenly stopped, she was displeased, slowly opening her eyes and sharply asking, "Why did you stop...?"

Only then did she see an extraordinarily handsome man standing by the bed. Although he looked good, he was a stranger, and she immediately sensed something wrong, opening her mouth to shout.

Qin Yi grabbed her neck, silencing her, "If you want to live, keep quiet. Do you understand?"

His fingers tightened; the woman felt she was about to be strangled to death and nodded fearfully.

Qin Yi turned and picked up a cup of cold tea from the nearby table, pouring it directly into the woman’s mouth, "I’ve poisoned the water. Only I have the antidote. Otherwise, your organs will begin to rot, followed by your skin, until you become a pool of pus."

"If you want to live, do as I say, or you’ll die a horrific death."

The woman shivered uncontrollably, as no woman, particularly a beautiful one, would ever allow herself to die in such a gruesome way.

Qin Yi slowly released his hand.

Frantic, the woman pulled up the quilt to cover her naked body, curling up at the bed’s edge, fearfully staring at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi looked at her expressionless, "Third Princess?"

The woman nodded slightly.

"Don’t worry! As long as you do as I say, I guarantee you’ll be safe. You’ll still be the Royal Family’s Third Princess and continue to play with men."

The Third Princess frantically nodded, whispering, "What do you want me to do?"

"It’s simple, I need some Spiritual Elixirs, herbs that are over a hundred years old, and elixirs that can enhance cultivation. As the Royal Family’s Third Princess, I believe you have these."

The Third Princess nodded repeatedly.

Qin Yi’s eyes slightly brightened, knowing he had bet correctly.

"Where?"

"In the study."

"Take me there."

"Can I put on some clothes?"

Qin Yi scornfully said, "No, your body has been seen by many, and you still care about that. Take me there immediately, or you’ll be left to rot and die."

The Third Princess was terrified, trembling as she wrapped a quilt around herself, got out of bed, and walked barefoot to guide Qin Yi.

Upon exiting the room and rounding a corner, they arrived at the study.

Qin Yi lit the candle and looked around. The room had rows of books; it was unclear if the Third Princess had ever read them.

He came to the desk, where there was an unfinished painting.

"Is this your painting?"

The Third Princess nodded slightly.

Qin Yi was surprised by this little slut’s painting ability.

"And do you play all these instruments?" Qin Yi asked, pointing to the harp, guzheng, and other instruments.

The Third Princess softly acknowledged.

"How did you know?" the Third Princess looked at Qin Yi in shock.

"The Third Princess is indeed skilled in every art."

The Third Princess didn’t speak; she didn’t catch the hidden meaning in Qin Yi’s words.

"Where’s what I want?" Qin Yi asked.

The Third Princess walked forward, glanced at Qin Yi, and lightly twisted the penholder on the desk.

With a humming sound, a hidden door appeared on the wall behind Qin Yi.

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