A Military Doctor Became a Stepmom in Ancient Times

Ning Yue frowned. According to the information given by the emperor, she went forward and knocked seven times. The interval between these seven knocks was relatively short.

There were two more knocks. Ning Yue took a look and knocked five more times before the door was opened.

So this knock was a secret signal!

!!

Ning Yue couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Storm House was so mysterious. What exactly did it do?

Why did she feel that there was an improper deal going on inside?

To put it bluntly, the people inside were also busy. There was nothing abnormal.

“This way, please.” The person who opened the door guided Ning Yue.

Ning Yue followed this person to the top floor of Storm House. Storm House had a total of seven floors, all made of wood.

The wisdom of ancient people was really amazing. There was no reinforced concrete, but they could make the wooden building reach the seventh floor. According to the stairs she had just taken, Ning Yue estimated that this wooden building was about twenty to thirty meters tall.

What an impressive building!

“This way, please.” The person led Ning Yue to a room. There were three men and two women sitting in the room. These five people seemed to be discussing something.

The five of them looked at Ning Yue and frowned when they saw the mask on her face.

The guide led the way in and whispered in one of their ears. The man quickly stood up.

“Master!” the man called.

Ning Yue frowned. She was about to say that she was not their master, but on second thought, if she really said that, what if this group of people refused to be managed?

She smiled. “I’ve never had time to talk to you. Now tell me, what work are you all in charge of?”

Ning Yue walked forward and sat down at the head of the table.

The five of them were very curious about Ning Yue’s face. Seeing that Ning Yue was wearing a mask, they understood that she did not want them to know her true appearance, so no one asked further.

They suppressed their curiosity and began to report after looking at Ning Yue’s token.

Hearing the reports of these five people, Ning Yue roughly understood what the Storm House was.

Storm House was the intelligence system under the emperor.

After she realized this, her heart skipped a beat. What was the emperor thinking? Was the intelligence system just placed in front of her?

However, she was not interested in the emperor’s intelligence system and asked directly about the business matters.

“Very good. Continue to be in charge of your work. In addition, who’s in charge of business matters? I want to hear the latest work report,” Ning Yue said.

The men glanced over. One of the men and women stood up. “This way, Master.”

Ning Yue followed this group of people to another room. What kind of joke was this? They had to go to another room just to listen to a report?

Hearing the second report, Ning Yue frowned. This man and woman were actually crying poor.

The emperor was a big family. How could he be so poor?

According to these two people, they were almost unable to eat.

However, looking at the clothes the two of them were wearing, they were all made of high-quality materials and had a few rings on their hands. Why were they still crying about being poor?

Could the money earned have been pocketed by these two people?

“Alright, bring me to the shop tomorrow night.” One of them was in charge of buying and selling, and the other was in charge of the brothel.

Ning Yue continued to ask some questions about the shop’s business. After asking, she left.

Out of Ning Yue’s sight, the five of them continued to sit around each other.

“Why is Master here at this time?” one of them said.

“When it comes, we’ll deal with it. I’ll let you create two books. One for Master to see and one for ourselves. Are you done?”

“It’s all done.”

These people did not sound like good people. Unfortunately, Ning Yue had already left and could not hear their conversation at all.

She returned home with a frown, thinking back to the work report she had just heard in the Storm House.

She had an idea. There was nothing wrong with business. The problem was the people.

At this moment, Ning Yue passed by the general’s residence. She stopped and looked at the clock in her space. It was already 9 p.m. sharp. An Ning should be resting.