A story of warm rural farming, a doting husband, no cheat system, no spatial ability, and daily family life. An ordinary transmigration, the protagonist possesses no extraordinary abilities, relyin...
Chapter 627 I Will Do Whatever You Say
Zhang Qiuye covered his painful face with his hands and looked at Chuncao in disbelief, "How dare you hit me?"
Then she rushed towards Chuncao like crazy.
Chuncao didn't dodge, but stood there with a righteous look on her face and said, "Eighth Concubine, I hit you just to let you know the rules of our Li Mansion. If your words get to the ears of the master and the mistress, I'm afraid it will be more than just a slap in the face.
Believe it or not, your life could be lost at any time!"
After hearing Chuncao's words, Zhang Qiuye stopped and stood there in a daze.
Seeing that Zhang Qiuye was truly frightened this time, Chuncao plopped down on her knees again, "Eighth Concubine, I accidentally hit you in my haste. It's my fault. Please punish me, please."
Zhang Qiuye took a few steps back and lay on the table, sobbing. She kept patting her belly and expressing her unwillingness.
Chuncao knelt down before Zhang Qiuye, crying and trying to persuade her, "Eighth Concubine, I know you are suffering, but if you don't think about yourself now, you should at least think about the child in your belly!"
"Chuncao, what do you think I should do? What should I do? Ever since I became pregnant, I rarely leave this yard.
I don't even remember which way the main door of the mansion opens.
I don’t know what season it is now.
Tell me, why am I doing this?
On the other hand, Zhang Juexia, her life was obviously not as good as mine at that time, so why, why did it become like this?
Chuncao, tell me why?"
Chuncao heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Zhang Qiuye stopped patting her belly. "I'll go get some water for washing your face. Eighth Concubine, please wash your face first to wake yourself up."
Zhang Qiuye obediently let Chuncao clean her up. Chuncao brought her a mirror and asked her to look at herself. "Our Eighth Concubine has always been very beautiful!"
Zhang Qiuye looked at the face in the mirror that was about the size of a plate and said, "Chuncao, you are talking about me!
Take the mirror away! I don’t want to see it!
Chuncao looked at Zhang Qiuye's face carefully. In fact, she didn't use much force when she slapped him just now, and there was no mark left on Zhang Qiuye's face.
After checking, she finally felt relieved. When she knelt down to apologize again, Zhang Qiuye pulled her up.
"Chuncao, you're right. I shouldn't be so willful at this time. Go find the master early tomorrow morning and tell him that I missed him so much that I couldn't sleep all night."
Chuncao shook her head repeatedly, "Eighth Concubine, that won't do. If the master hears this, he'll probably think we haven't taken good care of you and will kick me out!"
"Then just say that I missed him so much that I didn't sleep well all night!"
"That won't do either. The master will think you are ignorant and don't take the baby in your belly seriously."
Zhang Qiuye turned the mirror over angrily, "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. So, what should I do?"
Chuncao thought for a moment, "I've had someone inquire about the master's personality a long time ago. He likes to be direct and doesn't like people beating around the bush. How about I go find him before lunch and tell him you want to have dinner with him?"
"Well, Chuncao, you really think more than me. I shouldn't be so willful. You're right. I really should have made plans for me and the child early on."
Chuncao was delighted. "Eighth Concubine, that's right. Tomorrow I'll have Ma tell the kitchen staff to prepare more of the Master's favorite dishes for lunch."
"Chuncao, I'm tired, please help me sleep!"
Chuncao helped Zhang Qiuye lie down before she dared to open her own bedding. "Eighth Concubine, call me if you need anything!"
After lying down, Zhang Qiuye stared blankly at the curtains on the bed, thinking about her past in Li's house, and remembering the slap Chuncao had just given her.
She was thinking that if she were the mistress of the Li Mansion, no one would dare to touch her, let alone Chuncao.
Although Chuncao kept saying things that were good for her, people's hearts are hidden and she couldn't see through anyone's thoughts.
However, Chuncao was right about one thing: she had to plan for herself.
She turned over, touched her belly with her hand, and prayed that this time she would give birth to a boy.
She regretted it very much. If she had been more careful during her last pregnancy, she might have really become half the owner of the Li Mansion.
Chuncao was lying on the ground. She heard Zhang Qiuye turning over, but she pretended to be asleep and didn't ask anything.
She was also full of thoughts in her mind. She might have been possessed by a ghost and accidentally hit the eighth concubine.
The eighth concubine is not a generous person. Although she says that she has forgiven herself now, she will definitely find an opportunity to make it up to her in the future.
Chuncao felt so regretful!
But a new idea flashed through her mind. During the day, Ma Po seemed to have said that the masters of the Li Mansion seemed to have already known that the eighth concubine was pregnant with a girl.
It seems that she has no chance at all if she stays with the Eighth Concubine, so she has to plan for herself.
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Zhang Juexia rubbed her cheeks, which hurt from laughing, and instructed Ye Beixiu who was massaging her from behind, "Yes, right here, rub it for a while longer!"
"My dear, you've worked hard today!"
"That's right, sir. Do you know all the people who came here today?"
Ye Beixiu shook his head, "I don't know most of them!"
"Then why are you chatting with them so happily?"
"Just chatting casually. I watched from a distance and the lady was chatting happily with them!"
"Thanks to my aunt and Manager Yao. Without them, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it."
"Let's invite them to a separate table some other day and treat them properly."
"Well, I thought so too. Uncle Zhao Xiang and his aunt are here today, and I have invited them to the Manfu Restaurant for a banquet.
I wonder why they didn’t go?
My husband, is it because I haven't treated you well enough?"
"No, Zhao Xin even went to the restaurant to help me take care of things for a while during dinner!
He told me that his family would wait until we had a dinner party in the village before going there.”
"Why?"
"My silly wife, because they are Suyun's in-laws, they are our relatives!"
"Oh, I see! Then I don't have to worry."
"What are you worried about? You are the wife of a successful candidate now. I'm afraid no one in the entire Jinshui Town would dare to do anything to you.
They are the only ones who have to look at your face."
"That's right! Maybe it's because of Suyun that I'm worried and confused!"
"My dear, I've left Uncle Liu here. Let's go to bed early. I'll ask him to feel your pulse tomorrow morning!
You've been running around these past few days, and you're pregnant, so it must have been hard work."
"I think I have a lot of energy, my husband. I'm thinking of staying in the village for a few days, and then returning to Shunhe County when Yingyue gets married."
"It's up to you. Anyway, from now on, I'll do whatever you say!"