Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 263: Su Quan’s threat

Chapter 263: Su Quan’s threat

"You are the wife of the majestic Cult Master Hong, yet you don't even have this little money?" Song Qingshu asked in astonishment.

"I left the Cult in a hurry and didn't bring that much money with him." Su Quan replied awkwardly.

"Brother Song, the members of the Mystic Dragon Cult usually live very frugally." Fang Yi, who was on the side, helped Su Quan explain.

‘They are so poor, no wonder their members want to rebel. If they really couldn’t even live and work in peace and contentment, who in their right mind would do this thankless job.’ Song Qingshu was contemptuous in his heart, but suddenly he felt a trace of suspicion, and became thoughtful, ‘But looking at Su Quan like this, it's not that she doesn’t love money, but that she really doesn't have the money. After all, she is the majestic wife of the Cult Master Hong, so she shouldn't be in such an embarrassing condition, could it be…’

"If you have no money to pay the bill, then just give them the three horses outside. Those horses could be considered to be quite excellent, and they should be enough as a payment for the meal." Song Qingshu nonchalantly suggested.

"No, we have to hurry back to the Mystic Dragon Cult. We can't do that without horses." Su Quan flatly refused, and suddenly lowered her voice, "Why don't we just run away after dinner? With our martial arts, they can't catch up with us anyway."

"That is impossible. Doing that will affect my glorious image too much. If such an act is reported back to the capital, I will become a laughing stock of the officials in the court. So, no." Song Qingshu shook his head and silently muttered, ‘What's so good about cavalry, when an infantry without horses are more fun…’ (G: Pun lost in translation.)

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, then you can figure out a way for yourself, anyway, you are the responsible for all of this." Su Quan simply ignored him, thinking that she would just run away first, ‘I don't believe you would foolishly stay here.’

"It's not like I don't have money, so why I run away?" Song Qingshu took out a stack of bank notes and patted them on the table.

Su Quan glanced at each of the bank notes from the corner of her eyes, and concluded that these bank notes amounted to one hundred taels of silver at the very least. She clicked her tongue and bitterly said, "Such a large amount of money can only come from corrupt sources."

"The Cult Master's wife is indeed right. I received them from Wu Sangui and Hongli who appreciate me quite a lot. They take from the people, and I take from them. This is called doing justice on behalf of the heaven." Song Qingshu gave a nonchalant smile.

Seeing Song Qingshu casually flaunting his wealth, Su Quan felt angry when she thought back to the fact that the entire Mystic Dragon Cult had to count every last bit of penny to live, "Since you are so rich, you can pay the bill for this."

"It's not me who will pay the bill, but it’s the Madame who will pay the bill." Song Qingshu corrected.

"You know that I don't have any money, are you playing tricks on me?" Su Quan raised her eyebrows.

"I want to play tricks on you, but unfortunately you won't fall for…" Song Qingshu swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and changed his tone, "If you don't have money, you can borrow it from me."

"Is there a difference?" Su Quan was taken aback.

"Of course there is a difference. Madame, you ‘invited' me to be a guest of the Mystic Dragon Cult. So, logically you should be the one responsible for all the expenses. It’s not proper to ask the guest you’ve invited for money." Song Qingshu looked very surprised.

"Lord Song, I am saying this politely, but you are in the end, just my prisoner." Su Quan coldly snorted, thinking that the other party was too arrogant.

"Oh, that makes me really sad…" Song Qingshu clutched his chest, "In that case, I'll go back to the capital right away and see if Madame can keep me."

Su Quan was startled, and quickly said, "Master Song has personally agreed to go to the Mystic Dragon Cult, as a man, how can you not keep your word!"

"Whether I keep my promise or not depends on my mood. Now that I'm in a bad mood, I'll naturally change it… Why is Madam looking at me like this, do you want to bite me?" Song Qingshu laughed.

Su Quan's teeth were itching with hatred, but she could only give in and said, "Okay, you win, and I will borrow the money."

"There is no evidence for what you say, and we have to make a written proof." Song Qingshu called the waiter over, and considering that the three of them were big customers, and the shop waiter naturally provided a pen and paper.

"How do you want to write the IOU?" Su Quan held the brush and frowned slightly.

"Let's keep everything simple. Just write that the wife of the Cult Master of Mystic Dragon Cult, Su Quan, borrowed 10,000 taels of silver from Song Qingshu." Song Qingshu slowly said.

"Ten thousand taels?" Su Quan was taken aback and angrily said, "When did I say I would borrow so much?"

‘Sure enough, the Mystic Dragon Cult is in quite the dire straits. She is making such a fuss with just 10,000 taels of silver. Wouldn’t she lose her mind if I told her that, I wouldn’t even blink even if I directly spent a 100,000 taels of silver?’ The small suspicion in Song Qingshu's heart started to get more clear.

"But I, Song Qingshu, have always given money at a rate of 10,000 taels." Song Qingshu pointed at the stack of bank notes on the table, "Look, there is exactly 10,000 taels of silver here."

Su Quan thought in her heart that borrowing 10,000 taels of silver wouldn’t matter once she returned to the Mystic Dragon Cult. She could just borrow it and not spend all the money. That way she wouldn’t have to be worried about paying for the meal.

After the writing was finished, Su Quan handed the written IOU to Song Qingshu, "Here, it's finished."

"Where's the fingerprint?" Song Qingshu glanced at it, but didn't take it.

"Fingerprint?" Su Quan was taken aback, and quickly realized what he was talking about. It was common sense to sign, or stamp on IOUs, "But where can I find red mud now?"

"Madame, why don't you sacrifice yourself, and cut your finger and press it with blood?" Song Qingshu said cautiously, seeing that Su Quan's face had suddenly darkened, he quickly waved his hand, "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding, in fact, Madame don't need to worry, In fact, you have the red mud with you."

"With me?" Su Quan was taken aback, and looked down at her whole body.

"Madame's red lips are as bright as fire, and the color is bright. You must have used high-quality rouge. Madame may as well leave a lip print on this IOU." Song Qingshu said.

Su Quan stared at him with a faux-smile: "Is Master Song is se*xually harassing this concubine?"

"This Song wouldn't dare, but just expressed his feelings. Every sentence is from the bottom of my heart, and there is absolutely no obscene meaning." Song Qingshu said seriously.

"It's no wonder that Wei Xiaobao couldn’t keep his two young wives. Lord Song's mouth can really please women." Su Quan glanced at Fang Yi who was at the side, and after a coquettish smile, she picked up the IOU and lightly kissed it on the top.

Fang Yi originally felt extremely uncomfortable from Su Quan's words, but when she saw that she actually used her lip prints as a pledge, she felt contemptuous in her heart, ‘She really is a shameless demoness. She doesn't care about etiquette, modesty, and shame.’

Song Qingshu took the IOU, and frivolously sniffed the lip print on it. 

A chill flashed in Su Quan's eyes, but her voice remained as charming as ever, "Since Master Song likes it so much, do you want me to give you some more?"

"As the saying goes, too much is too much, one is just right." Song Qingshu shook his head with a smile, and carefully put the IOU in his sleeves. That gentle movement made Su Quan's face turn hot.

By that point, the dishes they had ordered began to be served one after another. After the three of them had a full meal, Su Quan went to the innkeeper and booked two upper rooms.

"You're so stingy. You can't bear to give Miss Fang a room." Song Qingshu muttered under his breath, then went straight to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

*****

In Su Quan's room, Fang Yi jumped up when she heard her request in a deliberately lowered voice, "What? I won't do it!"

"Keep your voice down!" At the moment, Su Quan's face turned cold, and there wasn’t even a bit of the coquettishness it had when facing Song Qingshu, "It's up to you."

It turned out that 10,000 taels of silver was not a small amount for Su Quan and even the entire Mystic Dragon Cult. In addition to the fact that Song Qingshu didn’t really care that he was a prisoner, and Fang Yi's small actions during the previous body search made Su Quan feel very angry. 

During the meal, she had an idea. So she made a plan to make Fang Yi sleep with that man, and take the opportunity to steal the IOU back. If Song Qingshu found out about all this, he would know that he was the one in the wrong and could only swallow his anger.

In this way, Su Quan would not only gain 10,000 taels of silver for nothing, but also take the opportunity to get rid of the anger in her chest. What she would lose was just the innocence of a subordinate, so why not do it.

Fang Yi trembled all over, shook her head and said, "Mistress, I have been poisoned by your Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pill. In order to survive, I will naturally obey your orders and do things that violate my conscience. But you are asking me to sacrifice my purity. It is absolutely impossible to do such a shameless thing, I would rather die."

Seeing Fang Yi's resolute attitude, Su Quan coldly sneered, "I heard that your Fang family has been loyal to the Prince Mu’s Residence for generations, and you are also sisters with the little princess of the Prince Mu’s Residence. If you don't agree, I will make Mu Jianping go to his bed once we go back to the Mystic Dragon Cult. That little princess is so stupid, I’m sure I can convince her with just a little bit of trickery."

"Of course." Su Quan's voice became gentle, "If you agree to my proposal today, I would naturally not harm your little princess. Isn't it the highest honor of a servant to sacrifice herself for her mistress?"

Seeing that Fang Yi's had turned dark, Su Quan continued, "Even if other people know what happened tonight, they will only praise you as a hero among women. Who would look down on you? On the contrary, if you don't agree, the little princess’s innocence will be destroyed, what do you think the people of Prince Mu’s Residence will think of you then?”

"Oh, don't think about that so much…" Su Quan's voice turned unusually coquettish, but to Fang Yi, it sounded like a devil's whisper, "Besides, if you don't talk about what will happen tonight, I won't talk about it as well. No one will know. What's more…"

"What's more?" Fang Yi asked blankly.

"What's more, from the way you look at Song Qingshu from time to time, I know that you have had a good impression of him for a long time. Song Qingshu is young and handsome, it shouldn't be that hard thing for you to do, right?" Su Quan said.

Su Quan’s words had hit the right spot, so Fang Yi immediately retorted, "Since Mistress thinks Brother Song is young and handsome, and serving him is a good thing, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Slap!" With a clear slap, Su Quan's face turned cold, "You dare to say such things to me. Just now I was trying to persuade you nicely, but I am not afraid to tell you that I am very good at mind control, and couples with the dru*g I have with me, you will lose your mind and become more dissolute than a bro*thel girl, and this lady can still achieve her goal."

"Now there are two paths in front of you. One is to seduce Song Qingshu with a clear mind, and enjoy his tenderness. The other is to be mind controlled by me and give yourself to him anyways. Choose one yourself." Su Quan gradually became impatient and issued an ultimatum.

Fang Yi's heart became cold, and she said sadly and angrily, "Okay, for the sake of the little princess, I will go."

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