"Miss wants to take a bath, go and bring the hot water from the kitchen." Caiyan gave the instructions to Zhao Wu in his room and then turned to leave.
Zhao Wu was overjoyed; it was like a pillow delivered just when he was sleepy.
He made up his mind that he had to do something tonight, even if it was just to take a look.
The image of the second young lady's high, firm breasts flashed through Zhao Wu's mind, and his blood began to boil.
In the bedroom, Jiang Jiaojiao took out her hairpin, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
"Miss, you're feeling much better now. A hot bath will make you feel even more refreshed." Caiyan opened the wardrobe and took out a clean set of nightgown.
Jiang Jiaojiao said listlessly, "A hot bath won't make me feel better. There are only mountains and trees here, it's so boring. I don't know when Dad will send someone to pick me up."
"Miss, please be patient a little longer. Once things calm down in the capital, the master will naturally send someone to pick us up and take us back to the capital."
Caiyan comforted Jiang Jiaojiao verbally, but she herself was unsure of herself.
Now that Madam Zheng is in charge of the household, it's anyone's guess what kind of marriage she'll arrange for the young lady.
Caiyan doesn't ask for anything else, she only hopes that her future husband's family will be well-off. Even if she doesn't become the son-in-law's concubine, her food, clothing and daily necessities will not be lacking.
It's nothing like now, where we can only get a little meat every other day.
The kitchen maid said that the master didn't give her much money to buy things, so she had to use it sparingly.
Zhao Wu said that when it snows, he will go up the mountain to catch wild pheasants to make soup for the second young lady.
After the master and servant chatted for a while, Zhao Wu prepared hot water.
"Second Miss, the hot water is ready," Zhao Wu called from outside the door.
The washroom in the village is next door; you have to go out one door and turn into another.
Caiyan picked up a cloak and draped it over Jiang Jiaojiao's shoulders. "Miss, please keep this covered. You're feeling better now, so don't catch a cold."
Jiang Jiaojiao had just gotten up when she felt a warmth between her legs.
A familiar feeling washed over her, and Jiang Jiaojiao felt flustered.
She quickly threw her cloak on the chair and called out, "Caiyan, quickly get me some menstrual pads."
Caiyan was shocked: "Miss, you've just recovered, your period shouldn't have come today."
"Stop nagging, hurry up and get it. My lower abdomen is bloated and painful. I need to lie down after changing my underwear." Jiang Jiaojiao covered her lower abdomen and slowly walked towards the bed.
Caiyan quickly brought over menstrual pads and saw that the young lady's underwear was covered in bright red blood.
Caiyan thought to herself, "Oh no, something must be wrong with my young lady's health. Perhaps she will have difficulty conceiving in the future."
With their master's future uncertain, the maids also have no good days ahead.
She placed the blood-stained underpants into the wooden basin, then looked up at Jiang Jiaojiao.
Jiang Jiaojiao's face was deathly pale, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she closed her eyes.
Caiyan covered her with the blanket and left.
Thinking that the hot water that had been prepared should not be wasted, Caiyan carried the wooden basin to the washroom.
Zhao Wu squatted under a big tree in the yard, playing with an evergreen leaf in his mouth.
Seeing Caiyan go inside, he scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself, "Does that mean Miss isn't taking a bath anymore?"
Zhao Wu originally intended to peep, but the window behind the washroom was covered with a curtain, so he could only squat here and take a peek at the Second Miss's appearance after taking a bath.
Even just a glimpse from afar would be good.
Seeing the wooden door to the washroom close, Zhao Wu spat out the leaf from his mouth, got up, and left.
As soon as I stepped out of the main courtyard, I saw my aunt standing under the eaves outside the courtyard.
"Auntie, it's getting late, go back to your room and rest."
The head maid glared at him: "How can I sleep if I rest? I told you to take down that lousy... second young lady, but you ignored me completely."
The old woman in charge swallowed the words "broken shoe" back. There were only a few people in the village, so she spoke a little bolder.
Zhao Wu tucked his hands into his sleeves and said, "Auntie, it's not as simple as you think. She's a rich young lady, and I'm just a rough man. How could I possibly catch her eye?"
"Useless fellow, there's hardly any food left in this village. If she goes back to the city, I'd like to see where you'll go to make a living."
Zhao Wu, still retaining his rationality, shook his head and said, "Using force won't work. The boss is an official; if I anger him, he'll definitely send me to the authorities."
Zhao Wu was uneducated, and although he was simple-minded, when he was clear-headed, he generally knew what kinds of things would lead to legal trouble.
After hearing what he said, the head maid also began to hesitate.
I was indeed a bit too anxious so that my nephew could have a meal.
She thought that the daughters of officials valued their reputation, and if her nephew got involved with the second young lady, the master would have to suffer in silence. It would be better for Zhao Wu to become a live-in son-in-law than to wander around aimlessly.
“Aunt, let’s not talk about this. If the master takes the second young lady back to the city, I will shamelessly beg Miss Caiyan to help me plead for her to take me to the capital to feed the horses.”
The old woman in charge said worriedly, "The owner of this estate will sell it all sooner or later. I'm going back to my hometown after the New Year."
She paused for a moment and then said, "If you want to live a good life, you have to go to the capital."
"Yes, Auntie, please rest. I understand."
The next day, Yang asked a matchmaker to go to the Su family to exchange the betrothal gifts. Fearing that something might go wrong, Yang deliberately went along with the matchmaker.
They also brought up the matter of the two families getting married as soon as possible, on the grounds that the fortune teller said the second wife in the mansion would bring misfortune to Jiang Jiaojiao.
Qin readily agreed, and the final decision was that Jiang Jiaojiao would go directly to the Su family to get married after returning to the capital.
...
The next day, a horse-drawn carriage slowly drove into the village.
Jiang Jiaojiao leaned against the bed and closed her eyes to rest. Since last night, she had been feeling weak and cold all over. She could clearly feel that her body had become much weaker.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep, Caiyan's voice rang out, "Miss, Auntie is here."
"who?"
Jiang Jiaojiao thought she was dreaming, so she suddenly opened her eyes and asked.
Hurried footsteps sounded, and Madam Yang strode into the house. "Jiao'er, Mother has come to take you back."
In order to personally explain the marriage to her daughter, Madam Yang specially asked Jiang Zhengming to postpone sending someone to the estate by one day.
"Mother!" Jiang Jiaojiao cried, her eyes filled with tears.
There was no one else around, so she simply changed how she addressed him.
Seeing her daughter's pale face, Yang felt heartbroken and tears streamed down her face.
"Why do you look so pale? Is it because the old women here aren't taking good care of you?"
Jiang Jiaojiao gently shook her head, a tear sliding down her cheek. "No, I just had my period. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Madam Yang mentally calculated the days, then frowned and said, "No, my period shouldn't have come early after the miscarriage. Could it be that the abortion pills damaged my body?"
Caiyan nodded, "This servant also feels something is wrong; Miss's health is not as good as before."
"It's all because your mother is useless and couldn't protect you. We're not in a hurry. We'll go back tomorrow and take good care of ourselves."
The mother and daughter wept together. After a moment, Yang recounted her engagement to the Su family.
Jiang Jiaojiao's eyes widened in shock. "Mother, Master Su is a spendthrift! You want your daughter to marry into a family like that?"
“The Su family is a prominent family, and the eldest son of the Su family is a handsome man, no less so than the third young master of the Wei family. Given your current situation, it would be good enough if you could even enter the Su family.”
Under Yang's persuasion, Jiang Jiaojiao finally nodded, "Okay, but I have one request."
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