Bitao carried the untouched tonics into the room and saw Su Nansheng staring fixedly in the direction where He Xun had disappeared.
This...
Bitao placed the stew pot on the table and scratched her head. It seemed they had quarreled.
The atmosphere in the room was stifling. Bitao couldn't stand this the most, so she said,
"Shall this servant go after the young master to see where he's gone and then send this ginseng soup to him?"
Hearing this, Su Nansheng finally turned around. She glanced at the ginseng soup, then sat down at the table and drank it by herself.
"Who wants to care about him!"
Su Nansheng's temper was also roused.
He Xun had been sarcastic even before they set off, and now he had inexplicably lost his temper with her. Who knew what had gotten into him.
Thinking of this, Su Nansheng tilted her head back and drank up the ginseng soup in one gulp.
Bitao's eyes widened. Could this be good for a woman's qi and kidneys too?
It could. Women had kidneys too.
...
He Xun stayed in the Weeping Willow Courtyard until midnight before his anger gradually subsided. Then he headed for the study.
Seeing this, Feiyu advised,
"Master, why don't you go and sleep in the guest room? The couch in the study is too small and uncomfortable."
Hearing this, He Xun stopped in his tracks and stared coldly at Feiyu.
Got it~
Feiyu immediately reached out his hand as a signal:
"Sleep in the study. We'll sleep in the study. I'll lead the way for you."
It's so scary. Run away quickly~~
After Feiyu left, He Xun tossed and turned in bed. He felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
So He Xun got up, took off the sachet on his clothes, and fished out a small wooden hairpin from it.
The wooden hairpin had been rubbed so smooth that there wasn't a single burr on it. It could even reflect He Xun's figure.
He Xun scrutinized the hairpin. It seemed as if he could see Su Nansheng's fair face on it, her eyes downcast, not looking at him.
"This heartless little thing."
He Xun stroked the hairpin, angry yet helpless.
In the bedroom, Su Nansheng also tossed and turned. She was too hot. She felt warm all over from her waist up.
It must be because of He Xun's anger. This heartless man.
...
In the guest room of the Azure Wave Courtyard, He Jin was drinking. His face was ashen.
He had been scolded by his superior today, so he was in a very bad mood. Coincidentally, he heard that the imperial palace had been flooded. Wasn't He Xun there?
Even if the flood couldn't drown him, if an official died or went missing, or if the emperor accidentally got injured, he would at least be accused of failing to protect the emperor.
He Jin's mood immediately improved. But his happiness didn't last long. He then heard that He Xun was safe and sound.
It was really a pity. He Jin poured another cup of wine and drank it in one gulp.
He was already depressed. When he went to see Su Hele, she refused to see him.
She said she wasn't feeling well. She had been "not feeling well" for so many days.
Most likely, she was just throwing a tantrum. She was getting more and more willful and vulgar!
She even dared to sell off the maid of the mistress. Couldn't she be more sensible?
He Jin drank several cups in a row and finally fell drunk on the table.
Then a pair of delicate and boneless hands helped him up from the table and led him to the bed.
He Jin opened his bleary eyes. Although his eyes were blurred, he still recognized the person:
"It's you."
...
Two days later, Chen Wanrong transferred Lanxiang and another maid out of the Azure Wave Courtyard, but didn't assign any replacements.
As a result, there were fewer servants in the Azure Wave Courtyard, but each person had more and more work to do.
Naturally, some people became dissatisfied after a long time. But what could they do?
Who asked the mistress of their courtyard to be so troublesome? They had to endure their dissatisfaction.
Chen Wanrong looked disgusted. She said to Su Nansheng, who wanted to redistribute the servants,
"You don't need to worry about her. There are enough servants in her courtyard."
Didn't she want to "casually see the Southern Mountains"? None of the hermits in the mountains had maids to serve them.
Su Nansheng smiled slightly. "I'll do as mother says."
She had already heard about Lanxiang's matter and naturally understood why Chen Wanrong had done this.
She naturally didn't want to assign more servants to serve Su Hele, but this matter had to be decided by Chen Wanrong, not by her.
"Let's not talk about that annoying thing. The other day, I heard A Xun tell me about the danger at the imperial palace. It really scared me. Even now, I'm still a little scared. But fortunately, he protected the emperor. He will surely be rewarded. It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
These days, you should make some preparations. When the emperor's reward arrives in a few days, we'll hold a celebration banquet to get rid of the bad luck."
That day, Chen Wanrong just pretended to be calm. If it hadn't been for Su Nansheng's company, she might have panicked.
So in the past two days, after Chen Wanrong regained her composure, she immediately wanted to arrange a banquet.
It wasn't really for celebrating the victory. She just wanted to have some fun.
Looking at Chen Wanrong, who still looked scared, Su Nansheng's eyes flickered.
Could it really have been very dangerous that day?
In her previous life, no one from the Anshun Marquis Mansion had gone to the imperial palace, so Su Nansheng didn't care about the situation at that time and naturally didn't know about it.
After leaving the Qionghua Courtyard, Su Nansheng looked at Bitao beside her:
"Have you heard about the situation at the imperial palace that day?"
This was a big deal, and He Xun was an eyewitness. It should have spread throughout the mansion long ago.
"How could this servant miss such a thing? I heard that the flood came in the middle of the night. Many people were washed away while they were sleeping, and the houses collapsed..."
Bitao dutifully relayed the news she had heard.
Su Nansheng looked puzzled. Did he lose his temper with her and take it out on her because of the danger?
No, He Xun wasn't such a person. So...
"So why do you think He Xun lost his temper?"
Su Nansheng told Bitao about their conversation that day and decided to ask her directly.
Bitao, who had accidentally gotten a big piece of gossip, rolled her eyes and thought hard.
When it came to husband and wife quarrels, she had no experience either.
But fortunately, she loved listening to operas and reading storybooks, which provided her with countless strange and useless ideas.
"Maybe it's because you didn't rush to greet the young master?"
Didn't the operas say that when those great generals returned in triumph, even before they entered the city two miles away, their wives were waving red handkerchiefs at them from the city gate.
With the emperor there, it was definitely impossible for you to go up to the city gate. But that didn't stop you from waving a red handkerchief at the mansion gate.
Su Nansheng looked a bit troubled. "Rush to greet him?"
Was the sense of ritual so strong?
Bitao nodded seriously. Yes, that's what the storybooks said. Those young ladies always ran when they went to see their lovers.
Now that you're already married, if you don't have such a thing, you still need to arrange some secret trysts under the moon.
Thinking of this, Bitao couldn't help but straighten her chest. Generally, such things had to be arranged by her.
Su Nansheng couldn't help but rub her forehead. This matter was not easy to solve.
...
At the same time, Su He stroked her finally消肿 face with a fierce look in her eyes.
When she gained power in the future, she would surely make Li pay.
But...
He Jin hadn't returned to the mansion for two days. Where had he spent the night?
"Su Mo, go and guard at the mansion gate. When He Jin comes back, tell him that I'm already fully recovered. Ask him not to worry anymore."
When He Jin heard this news, he would surely come to find her impatiently.