After Drugging the Female Lead with an Aphrodisiac (Ancient-Style Lily Futa) - Chapter 15

Jiang Xiyue had once sent people to investigate Lu Qian’s origins. But when she learned the other woman was merely a peasant girl from a small village on the outskirts of Jinling City, she immediately lost interest in hearing more.

In her eyes, such low-born common trash could be crushed like an ant with a casual pinch of her fingers.

Yet now this ant not only refused to die—it had stung her all over with welts. The very next day Jiang Xiyue summoned the old woman she had originally sent to gather information.

“So you’re saying that until she was fifteen, Lu Qian presented herself as a boy?” Jiang Xiyue’s eyes widened slightly. Thinking of Lu Qian’s thin lips and phoenix eyes, dressing as a man might indeed have fooled people.

“Yes indeed—otherwise how could the whole thing have caused such a stir in that area back then?” The old woman clearly enjoyed gossiping. “Her family wasn’t poor at first. They were actually one of the wealthiest households in Shitan Village. They had accumulated five qing of good farmland over several generations. By her father’s time they even bought the title of yuanwai (a low honorary rank) with money. Their days were truly prosperous. But no one’s life is ever perfect—there’s always some flaw or shortcoming. This Lu yuanwai had no luck with sons. He struggled his whole life and only produced twelve daughters. As he approached sixty and even his youngest girl was nearing marriageable age, the entire clan was just waiting for him to die so they could divide his property. But guess what? Right at that moment, a little concubine he had taken into the household three years earlier got pregnant. Seven months later she gave birth prematurely to a child. Lu yuanwai announced to the world that he finally had a son. But even having a son didn’t help—old age waits for no one. The old master of the Lu family held on for another ten years but ultimately passed away before he could raise the boy to adulthood. After that, the little young master Lu was left without father or mother—how could the clan not bully him? In the end he lost the fields, lost the money, couldn’t even keep the ancestral house. He and one old servant were driven out to live in a grass shack at the edge of the village.”

The old woman recounted these old tales with animated delight. Jiang Xiyue listened with narrowed eyes: “So this little young master Lu… is Lu Qian?”

The old woman slapped her thigh with glee: “Exactly! Who could have guessed that the child the old servant raised by picking grass and collecting manure would turn out to be a girl! She only changed into women’s clothes at fifteen—after the old servant finally died. It shocked the entire village. The Lu clan elders were so furious they immediately erased her name from the genealogy and nearly drove her out of the village. Somehow she managed to stay. I say old Lu yuanwai must have been muddle-headed—even if he had no son, he couldn’t just use a daughter as a substitute. No matter how you dress it up, what’s missing is missing. Did he really think she could carry on the Lu family line…”

The old woman grew more and more vulgar. Guan Ju hurriedly cut her off: “Mind your filthy mouth! Don’t let your dirty words dirty Miss’s ears.”

Only then did the old woman shut up. She realized she had let her tongue run too loose—actually mentioning “having a handle” or not in front of the young miss. Wasn’t that asking for a beating? She hurriedly slapped her own mouth: “Look at this mouth of mine with no gate—Miss, just pretend this old servant farted. Please forgive me this once.”

Fart or no fart, it was still vulgar. Jiang Xiyue frowned but—unusually—didn’t curse. She thought to herself that Lu Qian really did have a cock, so things probably weren’t as simple as the old woman claimed. But there was no way to verify it—how could she say she had personally seen Lu Qian’s cock?

Jiang Xiyue gave a cold hum and changed the subject: “So that little slut used to live quite miserably. But according to you, her entire clan bullied her, she had no one on her side—how did she suddenly manage to open a pastry shop? Does someone powerful stand behind her?”

As she spoke, Pan Jingyuan’s face appeared in her mind. Jiang Xiyue secretly clenched her handkerchief, thinking of how Lu Qian had seduced Pan Jingyuan and feeling a surge of anger.

“I did hear something about that,” the old woman said cautiously, watching Jiang Xiyue’s expression in case the temperamental second miss decided to take it out on her. “It seems she somehow won over the village head’s son. She got the young, strong men of the village to work for her, and little by little she built up the business.”

Hearing it wasn’t Pan Jingyuan didn’t make Jiang Xiyue feel any better. She viciously twisted her handkerchief, inwardly cursing Lu Qian as a natural-born slut. So young and already learning to spread her legs for men everywhere—one Pan Jingyuan wasn’t enough; the whole village’s men had apparently already been seduced by her!

Jiang Xiyue’s face darkened. The old woman didn’t dare continue. Guan Ju saw her miss lost in thought and waved the woman away.

“Miss.” Jian Jia brought tea and placed it on the small table beside Jiang Xiyue, then quickly stepped back two paces. She knew her miss now hated anyone coming too close.

“Miss, should we tell all this to Young Master Pan?” Jian Jia thought she was being helpful, offering advice for her miss.

Jiang Xiyue snapped out of her daze and gave Jian Jia a strange look: “Tell him for what?”

Jian Jia was stunned: “Didn’t Miss want to deal with that surnamed-Lu slut? If we let Young Master Pan know she’s actually a slutty vixen who’ll spread for anyone, won’t he turn back to you?”

What nonsense was this? Jiang Xiyue irritably flicked her handkerchief. Was she digging up dirt on Lu Qian for Pan Jingyuan’s sake? No—she wanted leverage on Lu Qian so she could fuck her! Otherwise how could she make her move!

Know yourself, know your enemy, and you will win every battle. After suffering several losses, Jiang Xiyue had decided to follow the principles of military strategy. She refused to believe Lu Qian could truly be flawless like some immortal.

But now that she knew Lu Qian’s background, Jiang Xiyue didn’t feel it was particularly useful. On the contrary, it only proved Lu Qian was extremely capable—able to claw her way out of such adversity. How was anyone supposed to scheme against someone like that?

“Right—her clan!” Jiang Xiyue’s eyes lit up. She instructed Guan Ju: “Go immediately and send people to find the Lu clan head. Be sure to win them over. See if they have any intention of dealing with Lu Qian. If they do, report back at once.”

Guan Ju withdrew. Jiang Xiyue then ordered others to secretly tail Lu Qian’s movements. Last time she had caught Lu Qian going in and out of Drunken Spring Pavilion by chance—this time she would have people follow her every day. Since the surnamed-Lu could set foot in a brothel, she clearly wasn’t some pure and virtuous woman. Jiang Xiyue refused to believe she couldn’t uncover more of Lu Qian’s secrets.

After making arrangements on both fronts, Jiang Xiyue anxiously waited at home for news. But for several consecutive days, the people tailing Lu Qian reported that they couldn’t find her. The Lu family courtyard remained tightly shut day after day; there was no trace of her in the city. It was as though the woman had evaporated.

A few more days passed. The servant sent to win over the Lu clan returned with a report: the entire Lu clan had been utterly crushed by Lu Qian. Not only had she forced them to return all the fields and ancestral house they had stolen back then—many had either been jailed for crimes, had their legs broken and been driven out of the village, or were barely surviving on the fringes of Shitan Village, all living under Lu Qian’s thumb. Not one dared even think of betraying her.

Jiang Xiyue was so furious she started smashing things again. Was she really helpless against this surnamed-Lu? And that cock—how had seven full days passed and it still hadn’t gone down? Was it planning to take root in her body permanently?

Jiang Xiyue threw a massive tantrum. For the next several days she drank cooling tea nonstop. Just when she began to think the surnamed-Lu had finally escaped after getting rid of the cock, one afternoon a man claiming to be from the Lu clan came running, saying he had urgent business to report.

The moment he entered the room and raised his head, Jiang Xiyue saw unrestrained joy shining in his eyes: “That slut Lu Qian has finally met with great misfortune. She’s returned to the old family house in the village to recover from her injuries. I beg the noble lady to take action and kill her!”

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Author’s Note:

The background they dug up isn’t the complete version, by the way. Everyone’s been guessing how the young miss will counterattack—well, here’s your opportunity!