Chapter 81: Developing the Ningyuan Marquisate

The candles in the room were constantly burning. Yu Qinghuan opened the window from time to time and looked into the yard. She saw several charcoal braziers in the yard and two men drinking one glass of wine after another, complimenting each other.

She held her forehead and recalled that her impression was that the relationship between the two brothers was not good enough to drink together in the middle of the night.

What worried her was that Xie Zhiwen had a low alcohol tolerance. Could it be that Xie Zhili wanted to get him drunk and then kill him?

As soon as this thought came out, Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but shiver and began to miss Mu Huaian. Huaian was still the best, not so cunning.

I don’t know what he is doing at this time. Is he thinking about me?

After two bottles of wine were finished, Xie Zhili still looked sober, but Xie Zhiwen beside him was already drunk. He put his arm around his shoulders and said, "In the past, my elder brother believed what outsiders said and was very wary of you..."

"From now on, you and I, brothers, will work together to make our Ningyuan Marquis Mansion flourish!"

As soon as Xie Zhiwen finished speaking, he fell unconscious on the table.

Inside the room, Yu Qinghuan heard the noise and opened the window again, only to see Xie Zhili standing beside him, staring down at the unconscious Xie Zhiwen.

Her heart was pounding and she swallowed nervously. Was this madman really going to kill her here?

Although there was a servant in the courtyard, Yu Qinghuan didn't dare to gamble. If Xie Zhili really wanted to kill Xie Zhiwen, he would definitely not let the servant go.

She didn't even have time to put on her fox fur coat before she hurried out of the house. She gave Xie Zhili a dry laugh and said, "You can drink quite a lot! Look, your elder brother is already drunk. It's getting late. You should go back soon!"

Xie Zhili raised his thin lips and said, "Don't worry, I have to help Big Brother into the house before I can leave."

Yu Qinghuan had no idea what he was up to, and could only watch as he and the servant carried the drunk Xie Zhiwen into the house and placed him on the bed.

Just as she was about to urge them to leave, Xie Zhili solemnly instructed the servant beside her, "Go to the kitchen and make a bowl of hangover soup and bring it over."

When the servant saw that the lady was still in the room, he left without any suspicion.

As soon as they left, only Yu Qinghuan, Xie Zhili, and Xie Zhiwen, who was unconscious on the bed, were left in the room.

Yu Qinghuan coughed lightly, "It's getting late. I'll take care of your brother here. You should go back and rest."

Xie Zhili sneered when he heard that, and stepped closer to Yu Qinghuan, "Take care?"

"How do you want to be taken care of, naked?"

Yu Qinghuan subconsciously took two steps back and was forced to sit down on the bed. Looking at Xie Zhili who was pressing down on her, she laughed dryly, "You really are joking."

Xie Zhili stared at Yu Qinghuan, "If I hadn't come... I'm afraid something would have happened to you, right?"

Yu Qinghuan turned her face away guiltily, not daring to look at Xie Zhili's eyes, but caught a glimpse of Xie Zhiwen.

She silently turned her face to the other side, neither of them wanting to look.

Xie Zhili was annoyed by this, even though he had guessed that she would not keep any promises.

The candlelight in the room flickered, and from time to time there was the crackling sound of sparks, mixed with the sounds of quarrels.

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the house.

The door was not closed, but the servant did not dare to enter casually. He stood outside with the hangover soup in his hand, "Madam, the hangover soup is here."

Yu Qinghuan suddenly became nervous.

Sang Ru appeared, took the hangover soup from the servant, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, little brother. I'll take it inside."

In the room, Yu Qinghuan felt relieved, fortunately Sang Ru was there!

Outside the house, Sang Ru watched the servant walk away, but did not bring in the sobering soup. Instead, she silently closed the door for the three people in the room.

At this time, Sang Ru had figured it out. After all, the old lady had contributed to this. Family disgrace should not be made public, especially for a noble family like the Marquis' Mansion, which valued reputation more.

Besides, the lady had been divorced a long time ago, but now she still has the Second Master to protect her, right?

Even if the Second Master doesn't protect me anymore, don't we still have the Young Master?

Even if the young master, out of consideration for his friendship with the Marquis, stops associating with her wife, doesn't he still have His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Even if there is no Crown Prince, at least the lady still has money.

At this moment, Sang Ru suddenly realized the advantage of having many men: if one is unreliable, there is another one; even if all of them are unreliable, there is still money.

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Xie Zhili left the house, looking back frequently as he left, his face full of reluctance.

Sang Ru supported Yu Qinghuan as she got off the bed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Quickly get a new mattress and replace the one on the bed."

The more Yu Qinghuan thought about it, the more unhappy she became. It seemed like she was the only one who was terrified.

Sang Ru brought the mattress over and couldn't help but advise, "Madam, let's be more careful in the future..."

Yu Qinghuan gritted his teeth and said, "I will castrate him sooner or later!"

Sang Ru paused and didn't answer, but she was thinking in her heart: If I really want to castrate the Second Master, you won't be willing to do it, right?

At this moment, Xie Zhiwen on the bed suddenly spoke vaguely, "...What do you mean by castrated?"

Yu Qinghuan and Sang Ru were so frightened that they trembled.