Juese, Tang Ye and Si Fu

　　Ming Suwen needed to have a bath with fragrances added every day, or she couldn't sleep. Tonight was an exception. After she bathed and got dressed, she headed out, blessing the air with her scent.

　　As Shen Yiren's special new superstar, Ming Suwen was granted her own courtyard in the Female Constables courtyard instead of having to stay in the dorms. Her personal courtyard was clean and eloquent. Fake mountains and flower gardens were erected. Hence, the smell of blossoms was notable despite it being winter. Shen Yiren had someone prepare both of them beforehand. Understandably, people were jealous of Ming Suwen.

　　Frankly, the special privileges Shen Yiren granted Ming Suwen were already beyond merely an exception. It was considered a case almost unheard of. Ming Suwen wasn't a fan of peace and quiet, however. She'd invite her young senior sisters over to admire the flowers or dine outdoors. Every day and all day was practically a picnic to them; the once peaceful courtyard turned into a carnival ground.

　　Ming Suwen adhered to a disciplined lifestyle. She was no longer nocturnal, but tonight was an exception because she heard Tang Ye returned to the office to report in. News of Ming Feizhen, Su Xiao and Tang Ye being a.s.signed to other offices was no longer news. She hadn't seen them since they left. Ming Feizhen did send a letter; however, he didn't pay her a visit. That was unacceptable. Since the trio were always together - so she a.s.sumed, she had to go and question Tang Ye.

　　As soon as Ming Suwen stepped into the front courtyard, she saw someone open the main door and enter. The girl who entered was the owner of a sultry body that the men plastered their eyes to. The maiden approximately twenty years old donned a light blue robe with a golden flower sewn onto her satin dress. She dangled her sword from her waist. The charming, yet hearty, maiden was none other than the Qilin Guard's Si Fu.

　　Upon stepping through the doors, Si Fu glanced over to Old Huang. She gave him a smile as if he was her family's manager: "h.e.l.lo, Grandpa Huang."

　　The heat of desire rushed to the faces of the young constables Si Fu pa.s.sed by. Rumour had it her best skill was setting honeytraps, a strategy she commonly used to recruit new blood for the Qilin Guards, or so they say. Despite her elegant and charming appearance, she was far from being cla.s.sified as a moral woman. They claimed she had conducted countless shameless deals on beds with young men. Young men knew Si Fu was a devil, but her beauty and gentle voice were irresistible. Principles? They couldn't ask for anything more than to raise their hand and sign up to be her victim.

　　Grandpa Huang was the only man to not ogle Si Fu. They say a man seldom lives until he is seventy, but Grandpa Huang did. He had a son and daughter; in fact, he already had grandchildren. Moreover, as a cleaner, he had seen every type of character that could exist. Even the Emperor had walked on paths he had swept before. As an accomplished man, his ability to resist a girl's charms was heads and shoulders above the young ones.

　　Grandpa Huang: "h.e.l.lo, Miss. What are you here for today?"

　　"I pa.s.sed by Eternity House today and spotted a few pieces of jewellery that looked decent, so I bought them for your vice-captain. I am here to give them to her."

　　Si Fu wasn't on duty for the day. With nothing on her hands, she visited Liu Shan Men to see if she could pry some information out of them. She was allowed to enter the three law enforcement offices, as the Emperor granted her the role of a supervisor. In saying that, there was a time and place for inspections. Three inspections per month were considered plenty; she dropped in once every three days. Her frequent, not to mention cheerful att.i.tude, gradually convinced everyone except Shen Yiren to lower their guard against her. They, as a matter of fact, considered her one of them.

　　Smiling, Si Fu stated, "Your vice-captain is absent, though. I shall ask someone to take it on her behalf. I heard Tang Ye is back. Where is he?"

　　Despite knowing Tang Ye didn't know a lick about jewellery, Grandpa Huang didn't question the idea. Instead, he answered, "Head to the archives room."

　　Si Fu wasted no time twerking her hip and strutting off elegantly. The men behind her forgot to breathe for several seconds. As for Grandpa Huang, he picked his nose and scoffed, "She has a different agenda every time. One visit is to visit Vice Captain. The next visit is to deliver doc.u.ments, but she's always running off to Young Tang. Delivering jewellery and doc.u.ments? You mean delivering yourself to his arms."

　　To be frank, Si Fu wasn't sure why she was so fond of visiting Liu Shan Men, either. She always quarrelled with Shen Yiren and was there for business. Nine of her last ten visits were to see Tang Ye, though. He left a deep impression on her ever since their first clash. When she heard he visited a brothel, she felt frustrated for no reason.

　　Si Fu was in her own world as she headed to the archives room. She had no idea Ming Suwen was already watching her and giggling from another corner. Ming Suwen's qinggong prowess and ability to hide her presence had reached a point where Ming Feizhen wouldn't have been able to sense her from that distance, let alone Si Fu.

　　Tang Ye returned to Liu Shan Men to store a file of Lu Xiazou's case after he reported in at the Ministry of Rites. Upon seeing Si Fu, he indifferently asked, "Miss Si? What are you doing here?"

　　Tang Ye showed no surprise as usual: "Did the Qilin Guards send you to keep tabs on me again? Neither our captain nor vice-captain is present. There's no news for you to pry."