Chapter 65: How to calculate?
After seeing off the enthusiastic and concerned villagers one by one, the huge Yang family became quiet again.

Yang Chong was in the courtyard. Yan Lingji was holding a bowl of cold tea and drinking it slowly. The corner of her eye casually glanced at Jiang Nu who was looking at her from time to time, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Compared to Jiang Nu's curiosity about Yan Lingji, Yan Lingji is much more familiar with Jiang Nu. After all, they have been in the same room for nearly half a year, but Jiang Nu just doesn't know her existence.

"Madam, is she really a killer?" After enduring for a long time, Jiang Nu couldn't help but ask her doubts. In the previous conversation between Yang Chong and Yang Lin, Jiang Nu had heard some fragments, among which was about her future mistress, Wei Weishang.

"Yes, not only is he a killer, he's a very powerful killer, and he wants to kill your young master." Yan Lingji put down the teacup and folded her hands on her knees, with the temperament of a lady from a noble family. Of course, this would be the case if you didn't look at the fact that she was crossing her legs.

"How could that be? Although the madam looks a little cold, she is so beautiful and doesn't look like a killer at all!" Miss Jiang still couldn't believe it. She had seen Wei Nishang before, and no matter how she looked at her, it was hard to associate her with a killer.

"Beautiful?" Yan Lingji raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard that. Jiang Nu said that she could not care less about other people being pretty, but that Jingwei?
Thinking of this, Yan Lingji changed the subject and said, "Do you think I look like a killer?"

She wanted to correct Jiang Nu's wrong idea.

Jiang Nu looked at Yan Lingji, and Yan Lingji sat quietly, letting Jiang Nu look at her. After a long while, Jiang Nu said, "Resembling."

"What?" Yan Lingji was shocked and stood up. She even blurted out the dialect she had learned in the village during this period.

Yan Lingji had expected that Jiang Nu's answer should be "not like", and then she, as the hostess, would tell Jiang Nu earnestly that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to be a killer. However, Jiang Nu's word "like" made Yan Lingji's plan fail halfway.

"You said I look like a killer? Then why doesn't Jingwei look like one?" Yan Lingji said unconvinced. She couldn't bear to lose to Jingwei now. Women are all narrow-minded.

"You are so beautiful, your beauty is so powerful, it gives people a sense of oppression, but the lady is different. Although she is not as beautiful as you, her beauty gives people a feeling of ease and tranquility." Ms. Jiang explained.

"I'm so beautiful?" Yan Lingji was stunned. Are the little guys' thoughts so hard to guess now? She was a little confused because Jiang Nu also said that she was more beautiful than Jing Wei. How could she refute this?

"Okay, little guy, you have some vision. However, a woman's beauty is also a weapon. The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. Not everyone is like me, who only feels sorry for your young master." Yan Lingji reorganized her words.

"Thank you." Jiang Nu thanked her.

"Thank me? It's not your turn yet. What I want is your young master to thank me. Besides, this is not how we settle the accounts." Yan Lingji shook her head. She owed Yang Chong a lot.

As the two women, one big and one small, chatted, time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, dusk had fallen. After dinner, Ms. Jiang was busy cleaning the room for Ji Yan Ling.

But Yan Lingji directly stopped Jiang Nu. She was familiar with Yang Chong's courtyard.

Under Jiang Nu's shocked gaze, Yan Lingji lay directly on the bed that originally belonged to Yang Chong, and even skillfully pulled a pillow beside her to cushion her back, and leaned against the head of the bed naturally, looking so comfortable and relaxed. "How could you..." Jiang Nu dropped the stall in her hands directly to the ground. Why did Yan Lingji's series of actions just now look so skillful?

"Why are you so shocked, little guy? Hey, I haven't slept on such a comfortable bed for a long time. I will definitely have a good sleep tonight." Yan Lingji said lazily.

"This is the young master's bed." Miss Jiang reminded.

"Of course I know, but I saved your young master. In order to repay me for saving his life, your young master has already promised himself to me..." When Yan Lingji said this, her face slightly turned red, and she felt a little guilty. After all, according to her statement, it should be her who promised herself to Yang Chong.

"Of course I should repay you for saving my life with my body. Those who say they will repay you in the next life are shameless." Yan Lingji was still feeling guilty when the door was pushed open and Yang Chong walked in.

"Who said I'll pay it back in the next life?" Yang Chong's words made Yan Lingji feel even more guilty, but she was still able to pretend to be tough.

"Young Master?" Jiang Nu's eyes wandered back and forth between Yang Chong and Yan Lingji. She instinctively felt that this was not a good thing, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed that her young master was not at a disadvantage. She was a little conflicted for a moment.

"Ms. Jiang, your father is still waiting for you. It seems like something happened. You should go and see him first." Yang Chong said.

"Father?" Jiang Nu didn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Is the little guy's father really looking for her?" Looking at the door closed by Jiang Nu, Yan Lingji asked half-doubtfully.

"Of course. As Yang Lin's confidant, Jiang Yi probably feels that something bad is about to happen. Although I don't know why he was willing to let Jiang Nu be my maid before, under the current circumstances, he probably has to consider his daughter." Yang Chong said.

"I don't think so." Yan Lingji shook her head.

"Never mind. These have nothing to do with us. Right now, I only have one step left, and then I can have a big meal." Yang Chong put aside useless thoughts. No matter what Yang Lin and the others were thinking, it had nothing to do with Yang Chong. He only needed to improve his strength. Then, no matter what their plans were, Yang Chong could break them with force.

"Does your martial arts really have no side effects? A martial art that plunders other people's merits for your own use?" Yan Lingji hesitated.

"We can't take care of those things now. I only know that if I want to become stronger in the shortest time, the power-absorbing technique is my greatest reliance. The Nine Yin Scriptures is good, but we don't have time." Yang Chong said.

Does the Qi-absorbing Dafa have side effects? Yang Chong couldn't be sure, but compared to what was happening now, those side effects were nothing. Moreover, in his memory, in another world, Tiedan Shenhou, who also practiced the Qi-absorbing Dafa, didn't show any side effects. With a benchmark in front of him, what did Yang Chong need to worry about?

"Practice, practice." Yan Lingji sat up straight with a serious look on her face. She had never longed for power as much as she did now.

(End of this chapter)