Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 929 - 577: The Faceless Woman_2

Chapter 929: Chapter 577: The Faceless Woman_2

Bronze skin, a sharply defined face, and a long robe in the style of a family servant.

The burly man, seeing the three strangers at the door, obviously froze for a moment, then seeming to realize something, immediately bowed in greeting:

"Sir, you must be the distinguished guest mentioned by the madam? The madam has instructed me; please follow me."

After speaking, he stepped aside, gesturing with his hand for the three to enter, then turned and began walking towards the courtyard.

Murmuring "Thank you for your troubles," Xu Yuan followed behind the man, casually scanning the burly individual.

No cultivation, calluses on his hands, likely from labor.

Seems to be a farmer.

But what struck as odd was that the servant’s robe, both on the front chest and on the back, was as blank as the signboard outside the courtyard.

Did this person of secrecy wish to conceal his surname?

Since it was his first visit, Xu Yuan did not voice his suspicions.

The mansion was of the kind earmarked for large households, with four courtyards in series.

After passing through two central courts and walking along a waterside gallery for a dozen steps or so, the main hall of the mansion came into view for Xu Yuan as a gentle female voice just so happened to come from inside:

"My health is indisposed, failing to greet you from afar, I hope sir you will not mind."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan immediately looked in the direction of the voice.

The light on this rainy day was dim, and only some faint light seeping through the open door of the main hall made a woman standing in the hall visible.

She was a shapely woman with alluring curves, dressed plainly in hemp, her face veiled by the darkness within, but even just by looking at her figure and voice, it was clear her features were likely extraordinary.

And it was this scene that unconsciously halted Xu Yuan’s steps for a moment.

He was no longer the underground warrior of the Prime Minister’s Mansion with a Fusion Cultivation Level, able to see in the absence of light; now, the face of the woman was not visible to him.

Hesitating briefly, Xu Yuan still did not employ his Spiritual Vision to investigate.

Since the other party was being so, it seemed that she did not want to reveal her true appearance.

But such caution, was it because of a problematic identity, fearing the news would leak and attract assailants?

After a brief silence, Xu Yuan continued walking, laughing heartily:

"Madam does not find my visit a bother, it is indeed a fortunate thing for us."

While walking, Xu Yuan transmitted his will-spirit to the two women beside him:

"There seems to be something off about this woman’s identity, be careful with your words later, so we don’t offend her."

"..."

Bai Muxi and Ran Qingmo, upon hearing this, both gave Xu Yuan a somewhat puzzled glance, but silently took his words to heart.

Accompanied by the pitter-patter of light rain outside the gallery, Xu Yuan and the two women soon stepped into the main hall, and the leading burly man had already taken his leave with a bow when the woman appeared.

The woman warmly welcomed the three to take seats, gently waving her hand to light the oil lamps hanging on the wall of the main hall, and in an instant, the warm yellow glow of the flames dispelled all darkness within the room.

But, Xu Yuan still could not discern the face of the woman.

However, he did notice that her abdomen, concealed under the hemp clothing, was slightly protruding, suggesting she was likely pregnant.

After seating the guests, the woman personally went to the main hall’s side room to fetch some tea and set it on the square table, softly saying:

"Rustic tea from the countryside, but it has its own unique flavors, sir might wish to taste it."

The woman seemed to also have perceived that although Xu Yuan had the lowest cultivation among the three, he was clearly the leader.

With the host and guest seated, the courtyard was serene, and accompanied by the cool rain outside, it felt like entering the watertowns of Jiangnan.

"Thank you, madam, for pouring the tea yourself."

Politely responding, Xu Yuan lifted the teacup to take a sip, widening his eyes slightly:

"Bitter, yet returning to sweetness, this is awn tea? No, it should be a type of fine buckwheat."

The woman, her face shrouded in darkness, let out a gentle, tender laugh:

"Sir is also a connoisseur of tea?"

"Having drunk much, one can recognize a few."

Xu Yuan shook his head, sat upright on his chair and inquired softly:

"Is this fine buckwheat tea planted in the fields outside?"

"In the ravines around here, this is the only crop we can cultivate."

"Is that so... Madam truly has a benevolent heart."

"What?" The faceless woman did not grasp his meaning.

"Cultivating fine tea in dry fields, and with no traders passing by, the food and grain the farmers outside require can only come from the madam going out to purchase it yourself."

"..."

The faceless woman was silent for a while, then lightly shook her head, her voice soft and low:

"Not entirely."

"Oh?"

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking towards her pitch-black visage.

"..." The faceless woman did not respond to this question.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan also directly moved past the topic, laughing:

"In any case, it’s still madam who saved them."

"Those who fled here were people in distress; I simply couldn’t stand by and watch them die. Over time, it led to the current situation."

The faceless woman’s voice carried a hint of ethereal calmness, seemingly with a laugh: "Plus, being alone in serenity for too long ultimately leads to loneliness."

Having said that, the faceless woman scanned the three guests and asked in a low voice:

"I haven’t asked how sir is addressed yet?"

Xu Yuan paused for an instant, then smiling, said:

"Zhou Yunqing, and these two are Ying’er and Chang Xi."

Upon hearing this, the faceless woman responded with a playful laugh brimming with delight:

"The gentleman’s two beauties are truly captivating."

"..."

Upon hearing these words, before Xu Yuan could react, both Bai Muxi and Ran Qingmo flashed a look of caution in their eyes.

Both women were wearing veils, yet the other party was able to probe their true appearances without alarming them.

Realizing this, the faceless woman hastily said apologetically: