Chapter 83
Explore on your own...
"That's easy to say," Xue Shun sighed, "I have to know where to start."
If it was Mr. Song or another martial arts master who taught him, Xue Shun would just have to be obedient.
And this Master Feng clearly wanted to listen to Xue Shun, even though Xue Shun knew almost nothing about these things.
This made him inevitably depressed: "You said..."
Xue Shun hesitated and said, "Do you think Mother doesn't like my meddling, and because of Xue Lang's matter, she's completely disgusted with me, so she sent someone like this?"
"I don't know, but... judging from the way Madam behaves, even if she dislikes the young master, she wouldn't resort to such means, right? She could just ignore the young master, or find some more legitimate reasons to reprimand or punish him. She shouldn't deliberately send a bad person to disgust him, right?" Shen Jiao didn't know Luo Wendi very well, so she wasn't sure.
Xue Shun was a person who loved to overthink things, and when things didn't go his way, he thought even more:
"Who knows? The maids sent last time also said that they were all good. What was the result?"
"That matter...could it be that...the company of vermilion breeds vermilion, and the company of ink breeds malice?"
Everyone is lazy, and the diligent ones seem to be out of place. It is understandable that people become lazy. How many people can be completely unaffected by others?
Besides, work is so tiring, and being lazy is so comfortable. Why should you take it seriously if you can get away with it?
Shen Jiao loves to fool people. She doesn't think there is anything wrong with it and she feels very comfortable.
If the master is powerful, the subordinates will naturally not dare to be perfunctory, but Xue Shun just can't manage it and can't understand it.
He felt that what he said was a bit far-fetched: "It's true, people's hearts are fickle, and mothers can't predict the future... Maybe I'm overthinking it."
His brows were still furrowed, and it was clear that he still hadn't let go. He said again in a tangled tone:
"But Xue Lang is my mother's son after all, so it's understandable that she's angry..."
Shen Jiao wanted to take a nap during his lunch break, but she didn't dare let him continue to think about it, otherwise his stomach would get upset and she would have to suffer.
After careful consideration, she said, "If Madam cared about the Sixth Young Master, she wouldn't have interrogated him so thoroughly. Even if she had, she could have let him go after the Manor Master said he should be put in solitary confinement. Why would she even bring up the idea of caning? This servant believes that Madam is fair and just, and she is completely different from the Sixth Young Master. Furthermore, the relationship between the two, mother and son, seems quite complicated.
"Why are you so worried, sir? I've been here for a long time, and in my opinion, Madam doesn't seem to love the Sixth Young Master very much, or treat him with special favor, right?"
"That's because you came too late and didn't see him," Xue Shun said. "When I was first brought here, Xue Lang was often with my mother. My father trusted him very much, and he was in charge of many things in the village. Later, for some reason, we became more and more distant..."
No wonder Jin Yu said that the one who would inherit Tongcai Villa would be either Luo Wendi or Xue Lang. Shen Jiao thought it was purely because of blood relationship.
It turns out there is family affection involved, which makes sense.
"Even if that's the case, isn't it all in the past? The bond between mother and child isn't that unbreakable. Something must have happened that others don't know about, and something that can't be easily let go...
Since Madam has chosen to harden her heart, she will not soften easily...
Sir, stop thinking about it and take a break. We will be going to Mr. Song soon."
"Well, I'm a little tired too."
Xue Shun hasn't fully recovered yet, and he'd feel tired after doing even the slightest thing, let alone starting to make gestures early in the morning.
He knew that it was useless to think too much, so he just listened to Shen Jiao, went back to the room, ate a little, drank some medicine, and lay down.
Shen Jiao tucked the quilt in for him and was secretly happy: Great, I can sleep for a while too.
She let go and was about to go out.
Xue Shun pursed his lips and called her: "Shen Jiao, help me rub it again, it's a bit uncomfortable."
Shen Jiao really wanted to knock him unconscious.
If you faint, you won’t scream.
No way.
She resigned herself to her fate and stretched out her hand, rubbing it while asking, "Should we ask Doctor Wei to come over and take a look?"
"No, it's not serious. I'll just take it slowly. You know, I don't want anyone else to take care of me. Every doctor who comes here always does the same thing, taking medicine, acupuncture, and it makes me suffer even more..."
Xue Shun was a little nagging.
But soon his eyelids drooped.
Shen Jiao tentatively released his hand, and he woke up a little from his daze and called softly, "Don't stop, rub it for a while longer."
That's so annoying.
In fact, other people can do this job, but he doesn't want to do it.
Moreover, Shen Jiao would sometimes massage his abdomen, using some spiritual power to comb his meridians and warm his internal organs, which naturally made him feel more comfortable than others.
But she thought it was too much trouble and only did it occasionally.
He wasn't picky, and let Shen Jiao knead his belly into a soft puddle as if anything was fine.
Seeing that he was defenseless and still sleeping so soundly, Shen Jiao suddenly increased the strength in her hands...
"Ah!" He cried out in pain and woke up suddenly. He closed his eyes, gasped and reached out to touch his stomach. "What's going on?"
"Forgive me, sir. I was too rough."
Shen Jiao sat on the edge of the bed, resting her arms on her folded legs, holding her chin with her hands and speaking insincerely.
"It's okay," Xue Shun was very uncomfortable. He didn't pay attention to her slightly indifferent tone and said reassuringly, "Be gentle. It just hurt a little bit."
There was some sweat on his forehead, and it was obvious that it was not a little bit.
But he didn't think much about it, and just let go of her hand and put his belly into her hands again.
Shen Jiao curled her lips and smiled softly, and replied softly: "I understand."
She didn't do anything bad again, but Xue Shun couldn't sleep anymore.
It was almost time and I started to feel a little tired.
"Master, did you not sleep well?" Shen Jiao asked with concern, blaming herself, "It's all my fault."
"Don't blame you. I'm not very sleepy either. I'll be fine after a while." Xue Shun forced himself to be alert, took the towel and wiped his face, and smiled at her.
Of course this was a lie. Xue Shun felt uncomfortable the whole afternoon and didn't feel well at all, but it wasn't serious. He was just very tired and dozed off. He was also punished to stand for a long time and his stomach ached slightly, but it wasn't unbearable. It just made him very irritable and wanted to lose his temper.
There was a hint of anger between his brows, but he never showed it, just silently endured it like pain.
Shen Jiao's blows were gentle enough to hurt him, but they didn't injure him.
It was simply revenge for the nap I had lost. Seeing him fidgeting, I found it... a little interesting...
Well, this is a bad habit.
But Shen Jiao really wanted to hit him again to see his reaction.
It's totally wrong.
After all, Xue Shun is not the Valley Master and cannot withstand such hardships.
It would be difficult for her to do such a thing to him.
Let’s just forget it…
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