Yan Xia left the brothel looking around furtively, like a thief.
She felt a strange sense of shame.
It's like when some people live with their parents, spend the night with their boyfriend and don't come home, and then in the morning they walk into the house with their makeup ruined and their clothes messy, only to find their parents sitting on the sofa, looking at them with serious expressions.
This feeling is truly agonizing.
Just as Yan Xia closed the door, Feng Shi opened his eyes. He only opened the door after hearing her come downstairs, still wearing his coat.
His expression was aloof, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line.
"Mom should get up, you..." The maid was a little scared.
Last night, she accepted two taels of silver from Feng Shi and concealed the fact that he had entertained guests. Her mother still thought he had returned to his own room.
"I'll continue to pretend to be asleep. You can tell Mom later that I've lost my virginity, and I'll take responsibility for the consequences."
"Why are you doing this? You're going to have to accompany her anyway. Although Madam Chen isn't good-looking, she's rich. If you win her over, you won't have to worry about not having a good life in the future. If you keep deceiving your mother like this, you'll get a beating."
Although the maid had accepted the money, she had a good relationship with Feng Shi.
I couldn't bear to see him get beaten.
"It's alright, go and report it."
He stopped replying and closed the door. When he saw the purse on the table, his expression changed repeatedly. Then he took off his outer and inner garments and threw them on the ground.
I lay back down on the bed and pretended to be asleep.
A storm is coming.
On the street, Yan Xia didn't dare to look pedestrians in the eye.
Even though no one else was looking at her.
Back at the inn, she packed her luggage, checked out, and went to her own house.
He knocked on the door.
The door opened in less than a minute.
It was opened by Qian Shan.
"Master, you're back. The back room has been prepared, and you can move in now. Would you like breakfast?"
"Yes, just cook some porridge."
Qian Shan originally intended to take the luggage from Yan Xia's hand.
But she refused.
That's all there is to it.
It's not heavy either.
She went straight to her room, the middle part of the second floor of the back wing.
There was a willow tree right outside the balcony, its branches drooping into the river, and the boatman rowed his wooden boat past with a creaking sound.
The scene is beautiful; if you were on the third floor, you could only look down to admire the view.
The room wasn't big, but it wasn't small either.
There was a carved wooden bed, a matching wardrobe, and a table.
It was left by the original homeowner.
The room was very clean and spotless.
There was a mattress on the bed, but no sheets or duvet cover.
She guessed it had been washed but wasn't dry yet, and was hanging outside to dry. She saw it when she walked through the backyard and thought it was the servants' bedding.
It turns out she was in there too.
There was a small room inside the room, and Yan Xia opened the door and went in.
It wasn't big; it was probably an outhouse. It had a window about the size of a bedside table, but it wasn't covered with paper, so it was probably for ventilation.
I wonder how many mosquitoes there are in the summer.
There was a used chamber pot in the outhouse.
Although it was washed clean, it still looked disgusting, so Yan Xia would never use it.
She'll buy a new one when she goes out to buy some things later.
There is also a small round table on the balcony.
It's only the size of an iron pot.
A wooden stool, entirely red, was placed next to the table.
I don't know if it's rosewood.
"Knock knock—"
"Master, the porridge is ready. Shall I bring it in for you?"
"Come in."
The door was not locked. After Bao Dong knocked, Yan Xia responded and came in with a wooden tray. On the tray were a bowl of porridge, two small dishes of side dishes, and a peeled egg. It had only been about twenty minutes since she came in.
"My lady, this porridge isn't ready yet. Would you like to have a bowl to fill your stomach first, or will I bring you a thicker bowl later?"
Bao Dong was a little timid; she wasn't sure about Yan Xia's personality.
I was afraid she would get angry if she waited too long, and I was also afraid she would be even angrier if she saw the porridge.
"It's alright, one bite will do."
Yan Xia is very easygoing.
In modern times, she often skipped breakfast to save money.
How could they possibly dislike this breakfast?
It contains vitamins, staple foods, and protein, so it's already considered excellent.
Bao Dong breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Xia, with her keen ears, heard the sigh clearly.
"You don't need to be so reserved in the future. I'm not like those wealthy families who beat and scold their maids at the drop of a hat. As long as you're diligent and do your job properly, no one will bully you. Now that you've changed your name, forget about the past. This is your home. I'm not here often, so I can't control what you do every day, like buying groceries. I'll give you the money when I leave, and you'll be responsible for the household's daily expenses. You're the oldest, so from now on, the three of them will be under your care. Don't let me down."
After Yan Xia finished speaking, she took a sip of porridge. Surprisingly, it wasn't hot; it was lukewarm, probably because someone had fanned it to cool it down.
Details matter.
Yan Xia nodded in satisfaction.
"Yes, Master. Thank you for your kind words. Baodong will certainly not let you down."
"Okay, go down. In half an hour, you and Qian Shanbaoqiu will come with me to go shopping. Qian Lin will guard the house. I'll be going back tomorrow. Make sure to get all the missing items in the house today. Tell them to go down."
"Yes, Master, I'll go right away."
After Bao Dong left, Yan Xia began to enjoy the scenery and have her meal.
Just as she finished eating the egg and was about to drink the porridge, she felt a sharp pain in her head, which disappeared in just half a second.
Then a mechanical sound rang out.
[The online store has successfully upgraded. A limited-time lucky draw is now open, with a countdown of 23 hours and 59 minutes.]
Automatic upgrade?
Limited-time lucky draw?
Countdown?
What the heck? Yan Xia was dumbfounded.
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