Xie Yan was once so infatuated with her that he almost forgot who he was. How could Chen Tingfeng not be jealous?
Fu Zhen said helplessly, "It's all over. All the tokens are in your hands. What are you worried about?"
Chen Tingfeng fell silent. After a while, he suddenly asked, "How do you know the tokens are in my hands?"
When she sent them over, she told him to return them to Xie Yan.
"Don't I know you?" she said. "You never returned them, did you?"
At first, she thought Chen Tingfeng wouldn't be so petty as to keep those tokens. But the more time she spent with him, the more she felt that this narrow - minded man probably wouldn't return the tokens to Xie Yan. He might even destroy them himself to prevent Xie Yan from rekindling their relationship with those tokens.
She had guessed most of it right.
Chen Tingfeng gave a soft laugh, lowered his head to kiss her forehead hair, and said contentedly, "Cousin knows me so well. It really makes me overjoyed."
Was this a compliment?
Fu Zhen twirled his black hair around her finger and tugged it hard. "I think your face is getting thicker and thicker. I'm afraid even an arrow can't penetrate it."
But Chen Tingfeng just laughed softly. After a while, he said, "Then take another guess. Did I destroy the tokens?"
Fu Zhen gave him a sidelong glance. "You're just like the man who buried silver and left a note saying there was none. According to what you said, the tokens are still intact, right?"
But she couldn't figure it out. "Why didn't you destroy them once and for all?"
Judging from how clingy and narrow - minded he was, how could he ignore the risk of a lingering attachment?
"Of course it's..." Chen Tingfeng drawled, and said leisurely, "I won't tell you."
Fu Zhen: "?"
Her eyes narrowed. She grabbed his black hair and pinched his chin, shaking it. "Tell me or not?"
The moonlight outside shone through the window lattice and spilled on her hair. Chen Tingfeng, with his good eyesight, could clearly see Fu Zhen lying in his arms with a somewhat dangerous look on her face. Usually, she only imitated the behavior of the gentle ladies, being dignified and polite. Only when she was alone with him would she show a bit of the fox - like cunning and mischief.
His heart in his chest suddenly skipped a beat. The look in his eyes on her was involuntarily tinged with a bit of obsession.
How could she be so beautiful... Even the way she was being naughty now was incredibly beautiful.
He took the opportunity to move closer. When Fu Zhen sensed the danger and tried to retreat, he flipped over and pressed her down. His scattered hair was like a cage, overlapping and covering them both, as they kissed passionately.
"Ah..." Chen Tingfeng kissed her lips and murmured in a low voice, "Take a guess... If you guess right, I'll tell you."
But this matter eventually ended without a result, with Chen Tingfeng being kicked out.
Moreover, he didn't come in openly. Now that he was being driven out, he could only sneak out through the window embarrassedly.
When had the noble young master ever suffered such humiliation? But he seemed completely unaware of the embarrassment. Even after climbing out of the window, he still had that smiling look on his face. He looked at the annoyed Fu Zhen with a relaxed expression in his eyes before walking away.
He was clearly such a good - looking young man, but now he had this shameful hobby of sneaking into a girl's boudoir.
It really made Fu Zhen both angry and amused.
As the New Year was approaching, it snowed for a few days. The cold wind outside was bone - chilling. The jobs in the kitchen became highly sought - after, and everyone took the opportunity to warm themselves by the stove.
Previously, Fu Zhen owed Granny Zhou a favor, so she wanted to transfer her to work in her own small kitchen. But Granny Zhou was a person who couldn't stay idle. Although she now belonged to Zhuqing Courtyard, she told Fu Zhen that she wanted to return to the main kitchen. She thought it was better to find something to do than to be idle all day, which would make her bones weak.
Seeing that she was serious, Fu Zhen knew that she wasn't rejecting but really meant it, so she granted her wish.
Now the whole Marquis Mansion knew that the cousin girl was highly favored by the master of the mansion, so they were extremely respectful to her. As for Granny Zhou, who had suddenly become a servant in Zhuqing Courtyard, although they were envious and jealous in their hearts, they were all very friendly on the surface and no longer treated her coldly as before.
Granny Zhou skillfully wrapped the wontons, boiled them in boiling water, added some fresh vegetables to season the soup, and a bowl of steaming wontons was ready.
She put the wontons in a food box and waited for Bi Yu to come and pick them up.
A somewhat plump granny finished her work. Seeing that Granny Zhou had also taken a break, she stepped forward with a smile and struck up a conversation. "Does the Second Miss want to eat wontons today?"
Granny Zhou glanced at her. Her expression remained unchanged as she said with a smile, "Yes. It's rare that the young lady likes something."
That was just a one - sentence response. She didn't say anything else.
Seeing her cold - shouldering attitude, that granny rolled her eyes in her heart. Who was she pretending to be? She used to be just a servant in a neglected courtyard. Now she didn't know what good luck she had stepped on, and even such a dull person had risen to a higher position.
But on the surface, she still smiled amiably and said with a sigh, "The Second Miss is delicate and has a weak spleen and stomach. It's really a headache to figure out what to cook for her on a daily basis."
Fu Zhen didn't have any particular favorite or disliked food. She would take a couple of bites of everything, but that was just about it. She couldn't eat much more.
The servants in the mansion were most afraid when Bi Yu came to convey the message that they could just cook something casually. How dare they be casual? But since the master didn't order any specific dishes, they had to figure it out on their own, hoping not to make any mistakes.
Fortunately, Fu Zhen was generous and kind to the servants, so there had never been any problems.
Granny Zhou didn't respond. That granny continued, "This makes me think of the Third Miss. Although the Third Miss was in poor health, she was very picky about food. I remember she loved your pastries the most..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Granny Zhou interrupted her at once. Frowning, she said, "How dare you discuss the masters? Be careful someone hears you... You won't get away with it!"
After saying that, she was too impatient to listen to others and just carried the food box out of the door on her own.
That granny was startled. She stood there looking around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she relaxed and couldn't help rolling her eyes. She mumbled something dirty under her breath. "She really thinks she's something. How dare she lecture me... It's just that the Third Miss is not in the mansion. Otherwise, there would be no place for the Second Miss in this mansion..."
She spoke softly. Even though the people around saw her mumbling with an unpleasant expression on her face, they couldn't hear what she was saying. They just took a glance and then went back to their own business.
After a while, a maid pushed the door and came in. Someone saw her and greeted her with a smile. "Miss Yuanyang is here! Are you here to pick up lunch? Please wait a moment. I'll pack it up for you right away."
Yuanyang pursed her lips and smiled at her. She said in a soft voice, "Thank you, Granny Zhuang. Please be careful. There's a meatball soup today, which was specifically ordered by the madam. There must be no mistakes."
Granny Zhuang gave a sigh and quickly packed it for her. "Miss Yuanyang, don't worry. We all understand the rules of the main courtyard. But the food is heavy today. Why are you here alone to pick it up?"
She still had that smiling look on her face, but she lowered her eyelids and didn't answer. She just said, "Please hurry up."