Chapter 8

Chapter 8

She spent a huge amount of money to worship the Bodhisattva, and expressed all her wishes for her future husband with all her sincerity, even going so far as to make a golden statue of him. But look at how the Bodhisattva repaid her.

A Bodhisattva who does nothing is not worthy of enjoying her golden body.

Xiangyun nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, madam. I will send someone to scrape it tomorrow. If you are still not satisfied, we can throw it into the incense burner to collect ashes."

Aunt Qing asked Qiuying to close the door and locked all the servants of the Xie family outside. Only the Wen family was left. Then she turned around and asked Wen Shuse in panic, "Second Madam, what should we do?"

"Is there any way out?" Wen Shuse struggled desperately.

Aunt Qing came closer and said, "Yes, I will send the lady back immediately. In name, the one the Wen family is marrying today is the eldest lady. As long as the second lady escapes first, the Xie family will come to ask for someone tomorrow, and they will also ask for the eldest lady..."

Qiu Ying, who was standing by, had only heard half of what was said, her eyes widened, and she interrupted in astonishment, "Aunt Qing is trying to trick the Madam, right?"

Aunt Qing was stunned and looked back at Qiuying. She felt uneasy at the look in her eyes and turned away. She forgot that there was another enemy camp here.

This method really tricks the lady, but there is no other way.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

Wen Shuse didn't have much hope to begin with, and didn't want to get stuck in a dead end again, so he resigned himself to his fate and said, "I've made up my mind, let's just thank San, he also agrees."

"Second Lady."

"My lady..."

Seeing the reactions of the three people, those who didn't know better would have thought that she was going to die. Wen Shuse remembered what her father had said to her. If she wanted to get along with someone, she should think more about his strengths and put their first meeting out of her mind, treating tonight as the beginning of their relationship. "In fact, the Third Young Master is quite good. Look at how good-looking he is. He is tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. There is not a single flaw in his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth. His skin is delicate and his flesh is whiter than that of an average woman. Not to mention Fengcheng in Zhongzhou, there are probably not many women with such beauty in Dafeng. Moreover, although Xie Pushe has resigned from his post, he was born as a prime minister. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The son of a prime minister has a higher status than the eldest young master. Even this house was given to Xie Pushe by the emperor. He is rich and good-looking. It is a perfect marriage. I'm lucky."

If you say that Coptis chinensis tastes sweet after swallowing it, it is probably because of this.

I don’t know whether I was comforting them or myself, but after I said this, I suddenly felt a lot more open-minded, and even had some hope.

Indeed, one must have a heart that is good at discovering beauty, not for anything else, but just to please oneself.

As long as that man didn't open his mouth to speak to her and didn't appear in front of her, based on the beautiful picture she constructed in her mind, she could really live a happy life in the Xie family.

Once you have figured it out, you can settle down with peace of mind.

After returning from the manor last night, she became a bride as soon as she entered the house. She didn't sleep all night, and got on the sedan chair at dawn. Fatigue swept from all directions. Wen Shuse yawned, and regardless of the expressions of the three people, he stood up and ordered, "Change your clothes."

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After Xie Shao went out, he went to Old Madam Xie's yard.

When they arrived at the door, the house was in an uproar, with a bunch of people gathered. The court doctor had also arrived. He had just finished taking the old lady's pulse and asked a maid to follow him to get medicine.

When he walked to the door, he almost bumped into Xie Shao who was wearing wedding clothes. He was startled and greeted him with a bow, "Third Young Master."

Xie Shao glanced inside and asked him, "How is the ancestor?"

"The blood circulation is not smooth, which hurts the spirit. I will prescribe a medicine for the old lady to take and have a good sleep. I will see the situation tomorrow."

Xie Shao nodded and stepped in.

In the inner room, Old Madam Xie was half lying on the bed, looking haggard and breathing heavily. Madam Wu was sitting beside her, carefully feeding her water with a porcelain spoon. "If you want to blame someone, blame the Wen family for not keeping their word. We will send someone to ask for an explanation tomorrow. Mother, please don't get so angry that you get sick..."

Hearing the sound of the beaded curtain behind her, Wu turned around and saw that it was Xie Shao. She was startled and asked, "Why is the groom here?"

"Aunt, please go out first. I want to talk to grandma." Xie Shao did not look at her. He walked to the bedside, waiting for Wu to make room for him. Suddenly, his tall head appeared in front of him, like a mountain pressing down on him. Wu had no choice but to stand up. "Okay, talk to your grandma and don't let her get angry anymore."

All the servants in the room were sent out. Xie Shao moved a stool and sat in Wu's seat just now. He looked at Old Madam Xie who was so angry that she couldn't speak, and leaned close to her and smiled. His narrow black eyes were graceful and charming when he smiled. It was a pity that Wen Shuse didn't see this face. If he had seen it, maybe he would be less worried tonight.

"Grandma, to be honest, Madam Wen is exactly what my grandson likes..."

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After finally calming the old lady down, it was already past the appointed time.

It’s time for Wen Er to pack up.

He was brought home to be the groom in the middle of the night last night. He went to pick up the bride before dawn. He felt a little sleepy and hurried back to the yard.

When she entered the house, she saw the Xie family's maids waiting outside. The two doors of the inner room were closed. They said she hadn't finished yet, so they sat on the futon outside and waited. She propped her head up and fell asleep in a daze. Her head almost hit the table, and she suddenly woke up. She got up and walked to the inner room. Seeing that there was still no movement, she lost her patience and told Nanny Fang, "Knock on the door."

Nanny Fang hurried forward and called out, "Third Grandma..."

Xie Shao:.......

Nanny Fang listened carefully to the discussion between the two in the room. She knew that they had decided to go with the flow. From now on, this Madam Wen would be the Third Madam of the Xie family. She was not wrong in calling her that.

The door was quickly pushed open from the inside, and Aunt Qing came out and knelt down to greet Xie Shao, "Master is back. Madam was waiting for him for a while, but she couldn't stand it any longer and has gone to bed."

Xie Shao said nothing, with fatigue visible on his face.

Aunt Qing was tactful and turned around to call out Qiuying and Xiangyun.

The mess in the room had been cleaned up, the overturned high stool was put back in its original place, and several layers of clean mattresses were laid out in an empty space near the bed, with pillows and quilts in place, but no one was sitting there.

Didn’t you say we were taking a break?

Xie Shao was confused. He looked around and quickly found the person. He was indeed resting on his bed.

Xie Shao's eyebrows twitched. This man was really untrustworthy. Regardless of whether he disturbed her sleep or not, he called out rudely, "Wen Er," and walked towards her quickly.

Standing in front of the bed, he reached out to push her, but the girl on the bed suddenly rolled over, hugged the brocade quilt tightly, and murmured in a dreamlike voice, "Grandma..."

She curled up into a ball in the soft quilt, with her whole body wrapped up except for half of her head. This posture looked like an ostrich in danger.

The red candles on the chandelier were burning brightly, with occasional "pops" and the flames jumping. Xie Shao's hand froze in mid-air for a while, and he finally retracted it.

If it weren't for him, she would be the magistrate's wife now.

A girl found out on her wedding night that she had married an unsatisfactory man. She had no way out and could only live under someone else's roof.

It's quite pitiful.

The terrible compassion in his mind came up and he could no longer do it. He turned around and went to the bathroom, took off his wedding dress, washed up and returned to the room. The girl was sleeping soundly on the bed.

He gritted his teeth and lay down on the mattress, and his waist was instantly ache from the pressure of the floor.

When had Xie Shao ever slept on the floor? The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. All his sympathy was gone. He turned around and called out unwillingly, "Wen Er, are you being reasonable?"

The only response he got was the sound of even breathing in his ears. He tossed and turned so much that he felt sleepy. The pain in his waist didn't seem to be so severe anymore. He was about to fall asleep when suddenly a high-pitched and clear opera singing came from the front yard. The noise was so loud that it could be heard across several courtyards. Xie Shao became furious and turned over, pressing the quilt to cover his ears. He didn't know when he fell asleep, but when he opened his eyes, it was already bright outside.

I lifted the mattress and sat up, my whole body felt as if a bow and arrow had been pulled, and it was sore and painful.

His scattered thoughts were pulled back from the chaos, and he just remembered that he had married a wife last night. He turned around to look for the culprit who had occupied the bed, but there was no one in the bed.

Wen Shuse slept very well last night. The mattress on the bed was made of several layers, similar to the bed in her boudoir in the Wen family. It was soft and warm, very suitable for the early spring climate. As soon as she lay down on it last night, she opened her eyes and it was dawn.

While he was still asleep, she occupied the clean room.

She was gargling with salt water when a gust of wind blew from behind her. Before she could react, someone had already blocked her and asked her, "I told you last night that I only care about my bed."

Wen Shuse had his back to him. He quickly raised his wide sleeves, spat out the water in his mouth, and then turned around.

The bridal makeup from last night had been washed off, revealing a clean and fair face. The bright sunlight shone in from the open mullioned window beside her. Their eyes met, and they could see each other more clearly than last night. Without the brightness of last night, it was like a beautiful jade peeled off from the night. Her expression did not reveal a trace of guilt as he imagined. Instead, she looked at him suspiciously, "It's a problem to be accustomed to the bed. You will get used to it. I saw that you slept well last night. Didn't you just wake up?"

She was so sleepy that she could sleep anywhere. She stood and talked without any pain in her waist. She wanted to remind herself of her duty, but she was gradually distracted by the word "my dear" in her ear.

Even though this marriage was not mutually consensual and was full of chaos, he was still distracted for a moment when a pretty girl suddenly called him "sweetheart" early in the morning.

Looking at the bathroom again, half of the treasure chest was already filled with her things, all colorful, reminding him that he was already a married man.

Since he had already accepted the marriage, he couldn't really ask her out. He held his forehead and rubbed his eyes, then walked out like the wind, still wearing a loose robe, and called the servant Min Zhang outside the door, "Vacate the west wing."

After seeing him like that, Wen Shuse didn't see him again for the whole morning.

The news that she married the third young master would soon spread to the Wen family. She had to inform her grandmother before the rumor spread. After washing up in the morning, she hurriedly sent Qiuying back to inform the old lady.

What kind of excuse should I give? Wen Shuse blurted out, "Just say that I fell in love with the Third Young Master. He is so handsome that I was dazzled at first sight."