Rebirth: I Became The Villain's Dark Moon Chapter 103: Qianqian and Baoshu's Seamless Cooperation - Novel Cool

Chapter 103: Qianqian and Baoshu's Seamless Cooperation

Chapter 103: Qianqian and Baoshu's Seamless Cooperation

Lu Yuan had just expressionlessly refused when a soft, milk-drinking toddler crawled over, using all her might to heave herself onto the table and sit cross-legged in front of Lu Yuan.

"Waaah!"

So fierce!

Baoshu dug into her pocket and pulled out a contract, slamming it onto the table with an air of dominance, "Wawa wawa wawa waaah!"

This ship, it's baby's!

Lu Yuan coldly humphed.

Qing Shuang said to Meng Qianqian, "Miss Meng, this painted boat belongs to Miss Baoshu. Miss Baoshu invites you to come aboard."

Meng Qianqian curved her lips, "Can I bring a few friends?"

Baoshu raised her little chin and waved her hand, indicating yes!

Wang Furen and the others followed Meng Qianqian onto the governor's painted boat.

Only when they saw the previous boat left far behind did they realize they had truly boarded Lu Yuan's... er, not pirate ship, but grand ship.

The painted boat was exquisitely crafted with carved beams and painted rafters, large and luxurious. Every detail was refined to perfection, and they were the boat's only guests, guarded by the famous Jin Yiwei.

Such treatment was a first for them, even as esteemed wives of officials in the capital.

Soon, the maids served fresh fruits and exquisite delicacies.

As the saying goes, 'short-handed when taking others' help, soft-mouthed when eating others' food'. The few wives cleared their throats and exchanged glances.

Mrs. Lin asked awkwardly, "Should we... go thank the governor?"

Baoshu, in Meng Qianqian's embrace, straightened her little body and said, "Wawa wawa!"

Meng Qianqian smiled, "It's Baoshu's boat. Thank Baoshu."

Of course, the wives didn't believe that a little baby could own this boat. They thought that the governor was probably just avoiding suspicion with them, so they thought that the governor wasn't as violent and terrible as the rumors made him out to be.

"Miss Meng." Mrs. Lin smiled and spoke, "There's something I'd like to ask, but I don't know if it's appropriate."

Meng Qianqian said, "Please speak, Mrs. Lin."

Mrs. Lin asked in a voice that only they could hear, "Miss Meng, how did you become the governor's guard? Were you coerced by him?"

Her voice was not loud, but some people had good ears.

Next door, Lu Yuan paused in the act of drinking tea.

Meng Qianqian smiled, "The governor once showed me kindness."

Mrs. Zhou: "It must be his scheme!"

Lu Yuan, who had just been saddled with another pot: "..."

The governor was indeed the most arrogant villain in the dynasty. A single pleasure boat on the lake exuded the aura of a warship. Who wouldn't be intimidated by that? Quickly, make way!

The painted boat sailed straight ahead and docked steadily in the heart of the lake, connecting with the Wan Hua Tower's boat.

After Lu Yuan boarded, he went directly to the second floor.

Qing Shuang led Meng Qianqian and her group to the first floor, right in front of the stage. This place had been prepared with tables and chairs, and three sides were blocked by screens, with a golden-threaded canopy as the top, providing the best view while ensuring privacy from other guests.

Mrs. Lin asked, "Could the governor have specially left this seat for us?"

Looking around, there weren't any other elegant seats available.

At this moment, a loud call came from the second floor, "Governor! Come, come! Have a drink!"

Meng Qianqian said, "The governor has gone upstairs to drink with the soldiers."

Mrs. Lin: "I see."

Mrs. Wang said, "What are you thinking about? We don't have that much face."

Meng Qianqian said calmly, "I'll go up and greet them."

Mrs. Wang smiled, "Go ahead."

Meng Qianqian hugged Baoshu and went upstairs.

Zhang Feihu, Nie Hanshan, Zhao Qingyun, and Han Ci were all there. Except for Han Ci and Lu Yuan, each of the great lords had a gentle and watery-eyed lady attending to them.

Zhang Feihu had his arms wrapped around a beautiful woman's waist, drinking merrily.

Meng Qianqian cleared her throat. "General Zhang."

Whoosh! Zhang Feihu abruptly pushed the woman away from him.

The rest of the men also hastily shoved the women out of their laps, causing the girls from Wan Hua Tower to tumble in a heap, dazed and confused.

Zhang Feihu and the others felt the embarrassment of being caught red-handed by their own children.

"Ahem, Little Nine is here too."

Clearing his throat, Zhang Feihu waved at Baoshu and said with a grin, "Miss Baoshu."

During the banquet, they had officially met Baoshu and even asked the Great Admiral why such an adorable child was being hidden along the way.

Baoshu stuck out her tongue, overwhelmed by the strong smell of alcohol.

Meng Qianqian blinked and said, "You guys continue. I'll take Baoshu for a walk."

The girls from Wan Hua Tower snuggled up to them coquettishly.

"Sirs, shall we continue drinking?"

One of the beauties asked in a soft, coquettish voice.

Zhang Feihu waved his hand dismissively. "You may leave. We don't need you anymore."

After all, they didn't want the children to stumble upon them again.

Another beauty pouted and cooed, "Sirs~"

Lu Yuan opened his lips slightly. "Leave."

The women felt a surge of killing intent, their scalps tingled, and they scurried away!

Meng Qianqian strolled on the painted boat with Baoshu in her arms.

"How can I find that person? Should I search every room? His movements are too erratic; he'll be spotted."

Baoshu, in her arms, widened her eyes and wriggled out of Meng Qianqian's embrace.

Then, she started crawling forward, huffing and puffing.

"Where are you going, Xiao Bao?"

Meng Qianqian hurried after her.

The little one had been crawling very quickly lately, sometimes even leaving her nanny behind.

With every room they passed, Baoshu would crawl in and wander around.

If she came across a closed door, she would pound on it with her tiny fists and cry out until someone opened it for her.

The experts from Wan Hua Tower were left with a headache. Baoshu had been at Wan Hua Tower for two months, and everyone knew her, no one dared to stop her, and naturally, everyone knew that no one could coax her.

Therefore, when they saw Meng Qianqian following behind her with a milk bottle in hand, not a single person doubted her.

"He's not on the second floor."

Meng Qianqian muttered to herself, "Could he be on the third floor?"

Baoshu stuck out her tongue, panting heavily.

She still had to... crawl... to the third floor? Baoshu crawled towards the third floor.

After a quarter of an hour, she plopped down on the floor of a room, gasping for breath.

So tired... so tired...

"Could he be on... the first floor?"

Thump! Baoshu lay down flat on her back!

Meng Qianqian carried Baoshu downstairs. The first floor had no separate rooms; it was all one open space.

Meng Qianqian walked around casually, carefully observing each of the experts disguised as guards, but she didn't spot the man with the tattoo on his hand.

Baoshu fell asleep, her hands still clutching the little milk bottle.

Meng Qianqian carried her back upstairs.

Zhang Feihu and the others continued drinking with Qing Shuang, and as expected, they were all knocked out by her.

Lu Yuan leisurely sipped his tea.

The view from here was actually quite good. On the stage, beautiful women performed, each more captivating than the last. Aside from their graceful dances, there were also competitions in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting that left the audience in awe.

However, Lu Yuan didn't seem very interested and just sipped his tea casually, not even sparing the women a glance.

Great Admiral, who are you looking for?

(End of Chapter)

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