Chapter 5: Was Wu Yunzhan burned? He only knew that tea these days...
"Where are they?"
Li Lan was a little frustrated. "When the guard saw that it was the young lady's fiancé, he brought him in. He's already waiting at the west waterside pavilion."
After returning home this morning, she sent a letter to decline Cheng Feng's invitation. Unexpectedly, he came to her house in person, like a dog-skin plaster. Now the girl had no choice but to go.
Cui Yiluo went into the bathroom to wash off the makeup on her face, and asked Lilan to take out the dark orange dress that her stepmother had made for her, which was hidden at the bottom of the box.
After changing her clothes, Cui Yiluo said, "Let's go."
Lilan hurriedly grabbed Cui Yiluo and asked, "Miss, do you really want to go see him?"
"Since he insists on seeing me, and I've been avoiding him, it's only making him mad. I might as well meet him. By the way, Lilan, go make some tea."
Lilan understood and hurried to prepare.
An incense stick of time had passed by the time they approached the waterside pavilion. The old man sitting there waiting, his hair a mixture of gray and white, his withered face covered in wrinkles, looked impatient. He urged in a muddy, weak voice, "Haven't you come yet? Since your cousin is so indifferent, why don't you chat with this Supervisor?"
The maidservant standing in front of the gray-haired old man turned pale upon hearing this, feeling helpless and embarrassed: "Supervisory Officer, I am of low status, how dare I speak to you..."
"I haven't said anything yet, why are you being so coy?"
As he spoke, he reached out to pull someone away.
"See the Supervisor of Process."
Cheng Feng's hand stopped in mid-air, his face full of embarrassment and anger at being interrupted. He withdrew his hand unhappily and looked at the person who came.
When the maidservants in the waterside pavilion saw Cui Yiluo coming, they felt as if they had been pardoned. They hurriedly bowed and ran away.
The displeasure and impatience on Cheng Feng's face disappeared the moment he saw Cui Yiluo. His eyes lit up and his expression was astonished as if he had seen a goddess descend to the earth.
Cui Yiluo suppressed the viciousness in her eyes and smiled faintly, "I accidentally broke my foot yesterday, so I'm late. I'm sure the Supervisor is magnanimous and won't take such trivial matters to heart."
Only a few people in the Jiang family knew about the encounter with bandits yesterday, and the matter was kept secret from the outside world.
"Why are you so careless?"
Cheng Feng smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits as he took a few steps closer. The smell of cheap powder mixed with stale oil hit him in the face. "Miss Cui is indeed as stunning as Madam Cui said. In my opinion, the artist who painted you is so poor that he couldn't even capture one-third of your beauty."
Cui Yiluo calmly stepped back and turned her head. "Supervisory Officer, you are so kind."
Cheng Feng leaned in and sniffed, his lust-filled eyes narrowed slightly, his expression delighted: "What kind of fragrance is Miss Cui using? It smells really good."
Cui Yiluo dodged to the side and said, "The Supervisor might feel unwell after standing for too long. Why don't you sit down and talk?"
If it weren't for the innocent smile on Cui Yiluo's face that was so flawless, Cheng Feng almost thought she was mocking his old age and frailty.
But she didn't respond to him in the end, and after he calmed down a little, he took a closer look. Although the woman in front of him was extremely beautiful, she was not wearing any makeup and her face was bare. Although the fabric of her clothes was acceptable, the style was old-fashioned.
What woman wouldn't dress up, be gentle, and soft-spoken when meeting her future husband? But Cui Yiluo not only repeatedly declined the invitation, but today she made him wait for ages, showed little enthusiasm, and didn't even bother to dress up. Did she really care about him?
The displeasure that he had just suppressed when he saw the beauty resurfaced. Cheng Feng felt it necessary to dampen her spirit and let her know who would be her master in the future.
Cheng Feng lifted his robe and sat down, bringing with him an indescribable smell. Cui Yiluo covered her nose.
"Miss Cui, I know your father is only a seventh-rank officer in the Ningzhou household department," he sneered disdainfully. "Your family background is quite humble, but when you marry me, you'll be the wife of the Supervisor. The Cheng family naturally has more money than your Cui family, so you should dress more elegantly and change your humble ways. Even this Supervisor wouldn't choose the color of your clothes."
Lilan looked at the bright robe he was wearing, which looked as if it were embroidered with gold thread, and rolled her eyes secretly. He was wearing the same robe the last time she saw him.
Cui Yiluo lowered her eyes. "What the Supervisor said is true. I've never met the Supervisor before, so I guessed his preferences incorrectly. It's my fault."
Cheng Feng paused as he was about to put the tea in his mouth. He had been an official for decades. Although his position was not high, he had been in the industry for many years and naturally understood the twists and turns in other people's words. She thought he was old-fashioned, so she dressed old-fashionedly to match him!
He snorted and chuckled, pointing at the maid behind Cui Yiluo, motioning her to add more tea for him, intending to moisten his throat and teach this unruly girl a lesson.
"As the saying goes, old age brings strength. Although I'm a few years older than you, I'm more energetic than ever. Tsk, but I guess your Cui family can't find any precious supplements. Your father's old age and frailty are not uncommon. You've been raised in that remote place, so it's normal that you don't know much."
Cheng Feng chuckled and was about to touch Cui Yiluo's hand, saying meaningfully, "After we get married in two months, you'll naturally be able to see it...ah!"
A rough scream, accompanied by the harsh sound of tables and chairs moving, resounded throughout the pavilion.
Li Lan quickly placed the teapot on the table, lowered her brows and said, "Please forgive me, Supervisor. I didn't mean to do that."
Cheng Feng's old hands were red, and his skin was dark yellow, obviously he was severely burned. He shook off the tea leaves on his hands with trembling hands, and tried to move his hands down with a painful look on his face.
I saw that his clothes were wet in the crotch area and the water was flowing down his trouser legs.
But this place was open on all sides, with no obstruction, so for the sake of his reputation he had to endure the burning pain. He trembled with pain, his whole face wrinkled, and the wrinkles on his face, like the lines on an old tree, became even deeper.
"You...you..." Cheng Feng was angry and in pain. He pointed at Lilan with trembling fingers. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Cui Yiluo stepped forward, her face tinged with worry. "I'm so sorry. I'm a timid servant. It's natural to be nervous when meeting the Supervisor for the first time. I'll teach her a lesson later. Supervisor, please change your wet clothes quickly. It would be bad if you get sick."
Cheng Feng's face flushed as he sneered, and he said with a pained face, "It's normal for a small family to not be able to teach their servants well. If this lowly servant enters the Cheng Mansion in the future and behaves rudely, it will be a disgrace to me. In this case, I, the Supervisor, have always been generous and don't mind helping you teach her. I will take her back with me."
Cui Yiluo had naturally found out about Cheng Feng's methods of torture a long time ago.
Her eyes turned cold, and she stood in front of Lilan, then smiled politely, "The Supervisor is so busy with all sorts of things. Why bother you with such a small matter? Furthermore, if the Supervisor took a maid away from Lord Jiang's residence, it would inevitably lead to misunderstandings. Supervisor, please don't blame me. Yiluo was only concerned about my cousin and your reputation."
Cheng Feng was so furious he almost lost his face. Even if Jiang Yunjin really gave him the girl, what would it matter? Cui Yiluo was just temporarily staying at the Jiang residence, and she thought that could change the fact of her humble origins? How dare she bring up Jiang Yunjin and the Jiang family to pressure him? Jiang Yunjin was just a newborn calf, and she really treated him like a tiger?
He was furious for a moment, and regardless of the fact that he was still in the Jiang family, he said, "Although Jiang Yunjin is the Minister of the Central Secretariat, he is still young. If we calculate according to seniority..."
Cui Yiluo raised her eyebrows slightly.
Suddenly, a servant outside the pavilion said, "Greetings, young master."
Cheng Feng's expression suddenly changed, with a mixture of green and purple, and he subconsciously looked outside.
"Your humble servant...your humble servant greets you, Lord Ling."
Cheng Feng hurriedly bowed to the tall figure walking hurriedly outside the pavilion.
Jiang Yunjin wore a round-collared purple official robe, clasped with a jade belt, which accentuated his cool pale complexion and sharp features. He always dressed plainly in private, and this was the first time Cui Yiluo had seen him in his official uniform. His aloofness was tempered with nobility, like a cold, intensely colored piece of purple jade, making him seem even more distant and unapproachable.
Jiang Yunjin was stopped by Cheng Feng. There was no wave in his eyes and his expression remained indifferent, making it difficult to guess whether he had heard the conversation just now.
He responded with a soft "hmm" and walked away, seemingly not intending to greet Cheng Feng.
In the past, Cheng Feng would not have thought much about him. Jiang Yunjin had always been distant, but when he thought of what he had just said, he immediately felt uneasy.
At this moment, Cheng Feng no longer cared about the unmannered master and servant Cui Yiluo, and simply chased after them with the robe stained by tea.
"Lord, Lord..."
Cui Yiluo was standing in the pavilion. She didn't expect Jiang Yunjin to come back suddenly and happen to run into her and Cheng Feng. She looked at Cheng Feng talking to Jiang Yunjin with a flattering look on his face and frowned in disgust.
Jiang Yunjin turned his head at this moment, and Cui Yiluo immediately put on a pure and gentle smile.
Cheng Feng was speaking with nods and bows when he suddenly heard Jiang Yunjin speak in a low voice. He didn't know what he said. Cheng Feng's old face froze for a moment, then put on a flattering smile again.
Jiang Yunjin has always been a man of few words. Even though Cheng Feng is good at flattery, he couldn't use any effective tactics against Jiang Yunjin, and soon returned to the waterside pavilion.
Cheng Feng's interest had already faded, and with the incident of Jiang Yunjin, he was even more unwilling to stay in the Jiang Mansion.
"I won't bother with your stupid maid today, but remember, when you marry me in two months, I will still discipline you and your maid. I'll send a letter to you in a few days to meet you. You won't make me wait for you like this time, right?"
Cui Yiluo's smile remained unchanged. "Of course I wouldn't dare. But now that I'm staying at the Jiang family, I naturally have to abide by their rules. And my foot is injured, so if I can't keep the appointment, I hope the Supervisor will forgive me." However," Cui Yiluo's smile widened, "There's still a long way to go, Supervisor, don't you agree?"
Cheng Feng was immediately fascinated by her smile. With her beauty in front of him and the beauty telling him that there would be a future, he also thought that there would be plenty of time after marriage and he would not have to worry about not being able to discipline her.
He immediately forgot all the unpleasantness that had just occurred. What was there to be wrong about?
As soon as Cheng Feng left, Cui Yiluo's face immediately darkened.
She looked at Lilan, "Lilan, is there anything wrong?"
Lilan shook her head and held Cui Yiluo's hand distressedly: "I know I'll be fine as long as you're here. It's just that Cheng Jiancheng is even more annoying than I thought. It's really hard for you."
Cui Yiluo smiled softly: "That may not be the case."
I originally wanted to ignore this person, but now it seems that the things in the box were not brought in vain. They came in handy today.
Burns? He had learned the power of that tea in the past few days.
The skin was ulcerated and blistered, and the area was damaged. For the old and lustful Cheng Feng, it must have been extremely painful. However, no matter how the doctor looked at it, it was just an ordinary burn. It is common for the elderly to be prone to illness and difficult to recover.
Lilan understood what he meant. God knows how relieved she felt when she poured the tea. It was a pity that she couldn't laugh out loud, and had to pretend that it was unintentional.
Cui Yiluo straightened her expression and said, "Let's go back."
Since Jiang Yunjin returned home, there was no reason for her to miss him.
Cheng Feng is such a fool. No wonder he is still only the Supervisor of the Imperial College after so many years with the support of his ancestors. He has offended people without her doing anything. She is happy to see him destroy himself and not even think about implicating her.
The author has something to say:
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Damn old man [rolling eyes]
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