Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

There was no visible sunset that evening and neither was there a single trace of light in the sky. The sky was extremely dark and cloudy, as if the heavens were about to fall.

Because of the lack of sunshine, the sky… had turned dark very fast.

About two quarters into late afternoon, Qi Qingyao emerged from the toilet and glanced at the sky. She walked back feeling rather helpless.

Suddenly, her ears picked up a faint but unusual sound. Although it was unpleasant to the ears, it was rhythmic.

This…

She had read about this in a novel before, could it be some sort of signal call?

However, she could not discern the source of the sound.

This annoyed Qi Qingyao a little.

Wait a minute—could it actually be that some assassins were congregating and preparing to take her out come nightfall? Qi Qingyao cradled her forehead, her head throbbing as she thought of this. It seemed that offending Lu Yan in public was indeed a bad decision; showing off is bad.

…

After Jiang Yeqian made the excuse of using the toilet, he exited the house right then and went to the small alleyway nearby once again.

Bai Mei passed him something.

"Master, this is the intelligence report on the grand masters."

Jiang Yeqian flipped through the notes leisurely, reading the report clearly despite the dim light.

Described in the report was the presence of two grand masters in Eastern Ling, one in Daliang City, and one practicing in Yunwu Mountain. There were two in Southern Ming, one in Junlin City, one on the shores of Cangjing Lake. There were two in Dazhou, one more in the sepulcher in Yinzhou City acting as a tomb keeper, and one living in Guling Pagoda! As for the one in Northern Liang, they had recently been traveling and were coincidentally living in the Zhu residence in Jiangzhou City!

There were none in Qingzhou City.

Jiang Yeqian's brows beneath the mask scrunched like fried dough twists just from reading the report. It seemed that the situation was becoming more and more troublesome.

He whispered, "There are no grand masters in Qingzhou City."

Bai Mei lowered her gaze and asked in a low voice, "Master, how should I report this matter to the government?"

Jiang Yeqian turned around and paced slightly at the side; he was in deep thought for a long time.

Finally, he spoke.

"Report it as it is."

"But…"

Everyone thought it was a grand master who had slaughtered everyone in Lingyun Restaurant. However, there were no grand masters in Qingzhou City at this moment. This was a grave matter! It could become a huge matter. If the news spreads, half of Qingzhou City would be shaken up and it would drive the seven grand masters insane.

That was because there were two grand masters in each of the several large countries, and their overall national strength had always been stronger than Northern Liang.

Northern Liang had the smallest land area among the four major countries.

Jiang Yeqian said, "For 50 years, no one has stepped into the threshold of master; or perhaps there have been people who broke through the nine ranks and into the master threshold."

Bai Mei was a little stunned for a moment. "I understand what to do."

Once Bai Mei departed like a ghost...

Jiang Yeqian turned around and went back.

The sky had begun to pour.

The rain started off light but gradually became heavier.

When Jiang Yeqian returned to the hall, Qi Qingyao was coaxing Dabao to sleep. She set the sleeping Dabao down on the arhat couch and covered the three kids with small quilts.

Heir Pei had long returned to his residence after he was done looking around the place. He had even informed her to tell him if anything happened at any time, as if he were an old friend of hers for many years. However, Qi Qingyao knew that they each had their own motives and that they were not friends.

Speaking of which, she was still quite grateful toward Lu Yan. That was because when Lu Yan moved out, he only took with him the especially rare and expensive antiques. As for the ordinary furniture and mattresses, he had left them for her. The brazier in the hall had not been extinguished either, so the house was still warm throughout.

Qi Qingyao disregarded the cold and walked out of the side hall, taking in a deep breath of the icy and forest-chilled air. The corners of her mouth curved up slightly.

"It's raining."

Si Jin was standing to the side, his head nodding.

Jiang Yeqian asked, "Are the children asleep?"

"I've coaxed them to sleep," Qi Qingyao replied.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Jiang Yeqian asked.