So what if he's the older brother? - Chapter Thirty-Six, Xie Jin's Plot

"Meow~ Meow meow... Meow meow meow!"
A cat's meow woke He Yu from her sleep. She opened her sleepy eyes and wondered when she had gotten a cat.
"Meow meow meow, meow meow meow."
The meowing kept coming from the small window on the north side. He Yu rubbed her eyes and felt something was wrong the more she listened. Why did the sound sound a bit like Qiu Yi? She forced herself to stay awake and got up to go to the window to see what was going on.
Pushing open the window, He Yu indeed saw the furtive autumn air.
"My dear young lady! It's one thing for you to meet with... I can help you keep it a secret, but how could you buy a male prostitute! This is unacceptable! I went to chase him away, but he wouldn't listen! He's openly mingling with Fangcao and the others! They already agreed that he would serve you when you wake up, this can't get out, young lady!"
Qiu Yi was extremely anxious, looking as if she wanted to strangle He Yu to bring her to her senses.
He Yu frowned as she listened. She knew the gravity of the situation. How could she do such a thing so openly at her uncle's house?
"I didn't buy child prostitutes." Her calm words extinguished Qiu's burning anxiety.
"Then, then? This..." Qiu Yi was puzzled when she suddenly noticed He Yu squinting at her dangerously.
The term "pederasty" is something that ordinary people outside the brothel wouldn't come into contact with. He Yu only learned about such people from Qin Song. Qiu Yi, a teenage maid, didn't have this habit even before her master. How did she know about it?
"How do you know he's a child predator? Did the man say it himself?"
Qiu Yi spoke of the past with a natural expression, "I saw it in the hands of a slave trader. A handsome boy was bought by the master, but was quickly resold back. He was like a completely different person. The one who first came to Miss's courtyard was just like that. The same spirit in his bones. You can't do that, Miss!"
He Yu remained silent and stared at Qiu Yi calmly for a moment, making Qiu Yi's back tingle. Qiu Yi looked at He Yu frankly and sincerely, appearing flawless.
He Yu smiled to herself, suddenly remembering how Qiu Yi had responded to Mao Zhu at the Qin residence.
The habit of speaking in a roundabout way seems to be ingrained in Qiuyi's bones; she can do it without thinking.
Remember how Qiu Yi described her disheveled and flustered escape as wanting to go out and play? Afterwards, she flawlessly completed all the tasks Qiu Yi had assigned her. This kind of ability was beyond the capabilities of an ordinary maid of her age.
It should have been noticed long ago, but He Yu was too panicked and had no one to rely on, so he overlooked such a big ambiguity.
He Yu didn't say anything, but calmly instructed, "Go and find out who arranged this."
Qiu Yi felt a little uneasy, but she still mustered her spirits to do what He Yu had instructed, and she quickly went back to report.
"That man's name is Xie Jin. He said that the madam arranged all the internal affairs of the mansion, so he naturally followed her orders."
"aunt?"
Hearing this, He Yu felt that Qiu Yi was probably mistaken. How could Chen Lin so brazenly put a male prostitute in her courtyard?
It wasn't until Xie Jin came in to serve her that He Yu was certain that Qiu Yi hadn't misunderstood.
She hadn't gotten up yet, sitting on the edge of the bed in her nightgown. The other maids didn't come in with Xie Jin; he was the only one who came to He Yu's bedside.
He first bowed respectfully: "I am Xie Jin, and I pay my respects to my master. I am fifteen years old and skilled in music. I will serve you in the future and am willing to relieve your worries and troubles."
Xie Jin spoke with a slight bend in his back, his beautiful hands resting on his knees, his head bowed and kneeling properly, his eyes obediently lowered, fully displaying the best side of him.
He Yu saw four words in him: self-recommendation.
"How do you relieve your worries and boredom? Raise your head and speak." He Yu looked at him with great interest.
Xie Jin slowly raised his head, his long hair draped over his shoulders sliding down with his movements, making one's throat tighten inexplicably with every gesture.
He had a pair of bright, beautiful eyes, and his features were too handsome. Coupled with his smooth skin that rivaled He Yu's, he was even somewhat androgynous.
He glanced at He Yu quietly. To be honest, Xie Jin and Li Fulin were somewhat similar, but Xie Jin was more delicate and fragile than Li Fulin.
Perhaps due to training, Xie Jin always exudes a captivating charm in his every move, not the allure of a woman, but an attraction unique to a young man.
While He Yu was observing Xie Jin, Xie Jin was also observing He Yu.
I had thought I would have a disgusting master, but I never expected her to be such a young lady from a noble family. She was beautiful and elegant, and had no physical disabilities.
According to Granny Wu, the most torturous people are those who buy male prostitutes because their mental illness makes them even worse than others.
Even though she already had a plan in mind, Xie Jin still smiled and accepted her fate. Even if she was killed by a woman, it was better than being killed by a man.
His smile was gentle and polite. He knelt forward and took He Yu's bare feet, which were not covered by socks or shoes, and began to massage them with varying pressure. "Do whatever you want. My indenture is already in your storeroom."
Such hints are quite blatant, and anyone with such intentions would definitely go along with it.
Xie Jin answered He Yu as Chen Linzhi had instructed. He felt that the beautiful woman must have a grudge against this young lady, otherwise why would she buy someone like him, who was so low-class, to harm people?
His actions and tone were perfectly pleasing, and coupled with his exceptional looks, he would undoubtedly be a popular figure with a constant stream of admirers in any place known for its sensual pleasures.
Buying Xie Jin must be a considerable expense. Why would Chen Lin do this? He Yu couldn't understand it.
Looking at Xie Jin's meticulously adjusted, striving-for-perfection smile, He Yu felt no interest. Xie Jin was a pitiful person who succumbed to wealth and power, doing such things unwillingly. No one understood the pain better than her.
He Yu looked down at him, her eyes filled with unconcealed pity—pity for Xie Jin, and also pity for herself through Xie Jin.
"Stop pressing, go and call Qiuyi and the others to help me change and do my makeup."
As the two looked at each other, Xie Jin seemed to understand something. He let go of her hand in a daze, stepped back, and called the other maids into the room to serve her.
When no one was around, he stopped smiling, his face expressionless, but the fine beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed that his mind was far from at peace.
Because Xie Jin will never forget the look in Liu Chen's eyes that day, so full of sorrow and confusion.
Liu Chen looked at him with a pitying expression and said, "If Granny Wu asks you to learn the xiao or the flute, you should pretend that you can't learn them well."
What Xie Jin really wanted to say was, "I want to learn as well as you." Liu Chen used to love playing the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute), but for some reason, one day he suddenly burned all the famous xiao he owned. Not wanting to hurt Liu Chen's feelings, Xie Jin changed her approach.
"Why? Music is so simple, how could it be difficult to learn?"
Liu Chen smiled, his face twitching, "Because besides the xiao and the flute, a man's genitals are also this shape."
Later, Liu Chen died because Xiao pierced his intestines; the one who did it was the patron who had given him countless Xiao darts.
Xie Jin stared blankly at the courtyard, which was full of blooming flowers. What was He Yu lamenting about? Why was the housekeeper looking at him with such eyes? Had she suffered something?
Such a coincidental discovery is something no one could have predicted.
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Xie Jin, planting a foreshadowing

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