Su Xiaoxiao didn't expect Nangong Yi to throw the multiple-choice question at her again. She looked down at her pitiful hands and immediately pouted in grievance.
"If you get a headache again while sleeping in the study, should I massage your temples again?"
"certainly!"
Nangong Yi really enjoyed the feeling of her small hands gently massaging his head; the cool sensation provided excellent relief from his headache.
However, judging from her reluctant expression, it seems she has changed her mind.
"Xiaoxiao, we've both been forced to sleep in the study, shouldn't I ask you for something in return?"
"You gave it to me yourself!"
Su Xiaoxiao muttered something under her breath, but under Nangong Yi's watchful eyes, she still gave in without any backbone.
"We'll each sleep in half of that bed, but you absolutely cannot cross the line while we're sleeping!"
"Of course I have no problem with that, but are you sure you won't crawl over in the middle of the night? You have a history of doing that."
"I definitely won't do it this time!"
Su Xiaoxiao spoke with absolute certainty. When she noticed the provocation in Nangong Yi's eyes, she angrily stomped on his foot and ran away.
Watching her flee in panic, a triumphant smile crept onto his lips.
"Cough cough cough—"
A light cough with a hint of laughter came from the kitchen. Nangong Yi said nonchalantly, "Go tell Grandpa that he won't have to run back and forth like this anymore."
"Young Master, you knew all along?"
When the old housekeeper came out of the kitchen, his face was slightly unpleasant, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
Nangong Yi put down her bowl and chopsticks, pointed to the seat next to her, and gestured for her husband to sit down.
Although Nangong Anmin's surname is Nangong, he is not a member of the Nangong family.
From the time Nangong Yi was born, this old steward served by Nangong Cang's side. When he was able to stand on his own, his grandfather sent his most trusted old servant to be his steward and take care of everything in the house.
However, ever since he started living here alone, Nangong Cang has only come to stay for a day at a time, but now he comes here every few days under the pretext of playing chess, and he can more or less guess the reason.
"Young Master, are you angry?"
Nangong Anmin glanced at Nangong Yi cautiously, his hands, which were clasped together and resting on his lap, trembled slightly.
"Old butler, don't be nervous. I just have a favor to ask you."
Nangong Yi suppressed the hostility on his face and treated the old butler who had taken care of him since childhood with the same respect he would show to a grandfather.
"When I'm not home, I'll have to ask you to take good care of Xiaoxiao. She's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force."
"Don't worry, that was indeed my oversight. I will be more selective when choosing servants in the future."
From his observations over this period, Nangong Anmin discovered that their young mistress was completely different from the rumors circulating outside. Her unpretentious and approachable personality made it much easier for the family and servants to serve her.
Most importantly, they discovered that the young master had already taken a liking to this young mistress.
"Young Master, the old master gave those instructions before because he was worried that you might..."
"I'm not angry. I already understand what Grandpa is thinking. Just tell him the truth, but don't let Xiaoxiao know about this, understand?"
After giving his instructions, Nangong Yi signaled to the old steward to go back and rest.
He glanced at the empty bowl beside him, which Su Xiaoxiao had devoured completely, and a doting laugh couldn't help but escape his lips.
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