Do You Like Me That Much? Miss Villainess-Chapter 38 : Aren't You Being Very Obedient Now?

"Quite nice?"
Shen Yao silently repeated these words, unconsciously recalling Mu Qinglan's usual coldness toward her and today's differential treatment, saying unhappily:
"That's because you haven't seen what she's usually like."
"Hm?"
Bai Yuyu leaned over to gossip.
She asked with a grin: "Senior Sister, share some inside information?"
"There's no inside information. Just be careful not to get deceived by her." Shen Yao glanced at her.
"Deceived?"
Bai Yuyu was startled: "How is that possible! I'm one of the ten great constables of the Six Bureaus, very smart. Who could deceive me?"
"There are only nine great constables."
"Just tell me if I count as a constable or not! Who says a probationary constable isn't a constable?"
"Whatever makes you happy."
"Hmph, you really don't know how to talk. Miss Mu would never speak like you do." Bai Yuyu said dissatisfied.
"How would she speak?" Shen Yao asked.
Bai Yuyu said confidently: "She would definitely say 'Bai Yuyu is a smart and clever constable lord.'"
Shen Yao was speechless:
"Thinking like that, you'd probably help her count the money after she sells you."
"I'm not an idiot, and besides, aren't I helping you vet this new friend of yours? With your personality, don't get deceived by bad people." Bai Yuyu angrily took a big bite of rice.
Shen Yao looked at her, thinking to herself that it was unclear who would get deceived by the bad woman.
Moreover, "Who asked you to vet her?"
"Hmph! I don't care, I'm going to vet her anyway! I'm going to chat with her again in a couple days. That little sister is much more interesting than you!"
Bai Yuyu stuck out her tongue and deliberately made a face.
Shen Yao was speechless.
If you go alone, you won't even know when the bad woman devours you completely.
However, Bai Yuyu had a clean background and no obvious weaknesses, so she probably wouldn't be easily manipulated by the bad woman like herself.
Prob... ably?
She thought uncertainly.
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Relaxed and leisurely days always passed quickly.
While Miss Shen was working hard to investigate the pursuer from the Dingwu City incident, Mu Qinglan was happily chatting with little Miss Bai.
From little Miss Bai's mouth, Mu Qinglan learned many things about Shen Yao. Combined with her own exclusive information, the two pointed and commented about the big iceberg Shen, their relationship advancing by leaps and bounds.
After several days, Bai Yuyu almost considered Mu Qinglan a kindred spirit.
They were just short of becoming sworn sisters.
She even said she would go back and inquire around, and next time she came, she would satisfy Mu Qinglan's curiosity about the Six Bureaus.
Mu Qinglan didn't pay much attention to it.
The time spent with Bai Yuyu each day was ultimately limited. Most of the time, Mu Qinglan would still stay alone in her room quietly cultivating and studying, or when there was nothing to do, drinking tea and petting cats.
Shen Yao had also come by twice.
Each time she would first on the progress of finding that person, then provide information about the Crown Prince's faction.
Although Mu Qinglan had also sent her subordinates to monitor the Crown Prince's faction, having information from the Six Bureaus as corroboration was naturally best.
When it came to information, the more the better.
During these days, the Crown Prince's faction had frantically contracted their forces nationwide. Countless city gangs that could previously be connected to them were decisively abandoned, causing some minor chaos in Heyang as well.
However, this was also a wise move.
Keeping those uncontrollable subordinates would inevitably cause trouble sooner or later.
"What a pity," after learning this news, Mu Qinglan commented lightly. "Those gang thugs would have eventually done something that could implicate the Crown Prince's mansion. Now even if they succeed, it probably won't mean much.
Then let the Six Bureaus take them down. Consider it maintaining public order, and it can count as achievements to add to Shen Yao's credentials for competing for Chief Constable."
'The higher her position, the more convenient it is for me to order her around. Haha, now I really do seem like some evil mastermind.'
But the Crown Prince's mansion can't be left unguarded...
Mu Qinglan muttered to herself.
The cat beside her also stared at her curiously, eyes wide open, constantly looking around the room for who mama was talking to and why she couldn't see them.
Seeing Ah Qi looking around, Mu Qinglan petted the cat's head, and the cat comfortably squinted her eyes.
Lying down, not thinking anymore.
"Oh right."
Speaking of the Crown Prince's faction's schemes, she remembered—wasn't there still a Crown Prince assassin locked in her basement?
She'd been busy these past few days and almost forgot.
Five or six days should be enough time to make that assassin miss temporarily behave obediently.
Mu Qinglan curved her lips.
Storm clouds were gathering over the Great Xia dynasty. The demon clan and Crown Prince were both exerting all their strength, wanting to use this time to establish positions in the capital, then disturb the world's situation next year and seize the opportunity to rise.
And as a transmigrator and one of the future storm's eyes, how could she be content to fall behind?
"It's time to make a move."
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The autumn wind already carried some chill. To avoid catching cold, the girl had draped another blanket over her wheelchair.
Strolling through the back garden.
Mu Qinglan silently pondered matters while the shadow servant slowly pushed from behind.
At a certain moment, Mu Qinglan came back to her senses and asked aloud:
"Have you checked on that assassin's recent condition?"
The shadow servant replied softly: "I have, and according to your instructions, I unsealed some of her acupoints."
"What was her reaction?"
"Not a word, curled up in the corner looking very resistant."
Mu Qinglan's lips curved into a malicious smile: "So she's scared. Well, I remember she's about my age this year. Even as an assassin, she probably hasn't seen this kind of treatment, right?"
People in her previous life had already experimented with this.
This state of being isolated, silent, and completely unable to move—anyone who could endure three days would be considered extremely strong-willed.
It was only because this world had transcendents and she was an assassin that Mu Qinglan had let her stay a couple extra days.
But even she couldn't withstand it for too long.
"Is all of Zhu Yan's information collected?" she asked.
"More or less, but deducing what happened back then from this information should be sufficient," the shadow servant replied.
"Unless she deceives herself."
Mu Qinglan smiled slightly and made her judgment.
Then she slowly leaned back, losing interest in continuing the conversation, only saying:
"Let's go. Time to meet that hard-mouthed assassin miss and rescue her from this boundless hell."
She smiled lightly:
"After all, I'm not really a bad person."
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A cup of tea's time later.
In a secret chamber beneath the north courtyard garden.
In the narrow, pitch-black corridor, the sound of wheelchair wheels rolling over stone bricks echoed softly.
The basement was very dark. Even though Mu Qinglan had the [Shadow Flow] destiny trait and decent night vision, she still couldn't see very clearly here, only vaguely making out the situation within a few meters around her to avoid falling.
The shadow servant hadn't followed down.
This was also Mu Qinglan's request, after all—
Only one beam of light was needed to pierce through a world of darkness.
Creak—creak—
In an instant, the wheelchair's sound stopped in front of the only bed in the secret chamber.
The small black shadow on the bed, after testing a few times, slowly crawled over, trying to seek out that trace of warmth different from the cold touch in this boundless hell.
Fingers gently traced across the girl's cheek.
That small face, smooth as white porcelain yet carrying a cool touch, even boldly nuzzled against her hand.
As if...
Very reluctant to let go.
Do you like me this much, Miss Assassin...
In the darkness, the white-haired girl's lips curved slightly.
"Miss Zhu Yan, aren't you... being very obedient now?"