Bab 33: Is She So Impatient To Give Me Up?
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The butler lowered his head. After he finished his words, the study fell into a strange silence. The air seemed to have frozen.
It was clearly midsummer, but he felt cold all over.
The butler carefully looked up and carefully glance at the three people in front of him.
Duan Changyu and Mu Qing tried their best not to laugh.
His face was flushed red, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He was about to suffer internal injuries.
Mo Lingyuan's handsome face was covered with dark clouds. His eyes were like ice blades. His thin lips were pursed tightly. His anger was surging as if he would fly into a rage at any moment.
Mu Qing cleared his throat." Young Marshal, we still have things to do in the camp. We'll be leaving first."
He tugged at Duan Changyu's sleeve after finishing his words
Duan Changyu stared at the fragrant food and asked regretfully, "Didn't you say you'd stay for dinner?"
Mo Lingyuan pushed the plate forward and said, "Do you want bring her home and cook for you every day?"
Duan Changyu was shocked and said, "No need, no need. I still have something on, so I'll be leaving first."
No matter how bold he was, he wouldn't dare to order Young Madam around.
The two of them rushed out of the study.
Seeing that the two of them had gone out, the butler also tiptoed out.
"Stop!" Mo Lingyuan did not even look up. He picked up a piece of shrimp with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
The butler trembled and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and asked hesitantly, "Young Marshal, do you have any other instructions?"
"Is that really how she can do it?" Mo Lingyuan picked up another piece of steamed fish.
"Yes." The butler was anxious.
A moment later, he realized that Mo Lingyuan was referring to the master of the Full Moon Pavilion.
"Is she so eager to give me away?"Mo Lingyuan chewed on the food in his mouth and felt that it was tasteless. He threw the chopsticks on the table. "It tastes terrible. Take it out and throw it away!"
The butler stepped forward in fear, picked up the plate on the table, and said, "How can there be a woman in this world who is willing to marry a concubine for her husband? If she doesn't want to use this method to attract your attention, she must have other motives, such as planting someone by your side..."
The coldness in Mo Lingyuan's eyes dissipated, and his eyes softened. "You mean, she doesn't really want to take a concubine for me, but just wants to attract my attention?"
The butler was speechless.
My main point is the last sentence.
Mo Lingyuan tapped his fingers on the table, "Put the food down. You can go out first."
"Didn't you say it tasted bad? I'll get the chef to make it for you again..."
"I'm hungry, so I'll make do with it." Mo Lingyuan waved at the butler and picked up the bowl again…
The butler waited at the door of the study room, puzzled. The young marshal had always been a man of his word, when had he become so unpredictable?
When he went in to clean up the dishes, he saw that the person who had originally only planned to make do with a little had almost filled the plate clean again. He suddenly realized…
In the Moon Pavilion, Chu Yunyao was holding a needle and thread, yawning as she looked at Nanny Rong, whose saliva was spreading everywhere.
"Young Madam grew up in the countryside and doesn't know how to play the zither, calligraphy, or even read. It doesn't matter. As long as you use your expertise and know how to do needlework, it'll be fine."Nanny Rong handed the embroidered mandarin ducks to Chu Yunyao. "In the future, the clothes that the young marshal wears, the shoes that he steps on, and the quilt cover on the bed will all come from your hands.
As the wife of the young marshal, other than obeying the three obedience and four virtues, you have to serve your husband well…"
Chu Yunyao yawned again, rubbed her eyes, and asked in confusion, "As the Young Marshal's wife, shouldn't you learn how to read? He could just find a skilled embroidery lady to do these embroidery jobs.
The clothes the Military Governor was wearing weren't personally made by his wife, right?"
-- Hadiah diterima