Chapter 21 The Turmoil at the Chen Mansion



Chapter 21 The Turmoil at the Chen Mansion

Under the bright summer sun, the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom, their pink petals and golden stamens standing gracefully among the green leaves.

Dancing in the gentle breeze, carrying the fragrance of lotus blossoms.

Standing on the shore and smelling carefully, one can still smell a strong fragrance of roses.

A group of ladies were enjoying a boat ride admiring the lotus blossoms, their laughter echoing throughout the room as they had a wonderful time.

The happiest of them all was Madam Wang, the second wife of the Chen family.

Wang's mood today was a rollercoaster ride, from despair and self-abandonment in the morning to hearty laughter in the evening.

All you need for this transformation is a bar of soap!

Even Xiao Cui, who had served her for many years, couldn't help but sigh that the Second Madam's mood had been really abnormal these past few days.

Fortunately, the second madam managed to buy some scented soap; otherwise, she wouldn't know how she would survive in the future.

"If you ask me, we have to thank Madam He for allowing us to experience the exquisite beauty of 'Autumn waters blending with the sky, and lotus flowers reflecting the sun in a unique shade of red,' a combination that Wang Yue couldn't hide in her smile."

As the organizer of this banquet and the owner of the estate, Madam He once again raised her wine glass.

"I never knew Madam Chen was so talkative; I was truly ignorant. I raise a toast to Madam Chen!"

Madam Song, standing nearby, said sarcastically, "That's right. Since the boat trip, six out of ten sentences spoken on the boat have come from this Miss Wang. Everyone who hears her praises her for being so talkative. If you didn't know her well, you would think that Miss Wang's personality is just naturally so carefree."

The other ladies lowered their heads and chuckled.

While others might not know Wang's past personality, her group of friends knew it very well.

"It was my fault, little sister. I'll punish myself with a drink here!"

Wang Yue wasn't annoyed at all; she simply picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

She used to be self-conscious because of her body odor, and she was always timid and hesitant, never daring to speak a word in front of others, for fear of being disliked.

Now that they finally have a way to break free, how could they be bound by this? In an instant, they released their true nature!

Wang Yue drank several glasses of wine and was already a little tipsy.

She took a few steps and sat down next to Sun Qiuxiang.

"Mrs. Zhao, why are you so gloomy? Tell me what's bothering you and cheer me up! Hahahaha!"

Sun Qiuxiang flung her arm away, not wanting to see that smug, petty face of hers.

Wang Yue now has the upper hand and is unwilling to give up easily.

"Oh dear, Third Madam. You're not pretty to begin with, and with that long face you look even worse!"

“You!” Sun Qiuxiang glared angrily.

Looking at the face before me, lightly powdered yet already possessing a slightly alluring beauty.

She knew she could never surpass him in this lifetime!

He picked up the wine glass on the table and downed it in one gulp as if venting his anger.

"Mind your own business, the smell on you is suffocating me!" Sun Qiuxiang fanned her nose in feigned disgust.

Wang Yue didn't take it seriously and spoke in a condescending tone:

"Mrs. Zhao is really joking. You're just jealous of the fragrance on me! Otherwise, beg me, and next time I'll have my cousin bring a few more pieces, and I'll share one with you! You're not pretty to begin with, so you should put more effort into other things, otherwise your husband probably won't even want to see you!"

Saying she's not pretty is just saying she's ugly, isn't it?

Sun Qiuxiang was so angry she wanted to tear her mouth apart!

The ladies also despised Wang Yue's smug and petty attitude.

However, he really wanted to get a piece of scented soap from her, so he had no choice but to flatter her and put on a smiling face.

Prior to this, Wang Yue had promised that ten days later, she would give each of the ladies present, except for Madam Zhao San, a piece of scented soap.

Therefore, even though they knew Wang Yue was targeting Sun Qiuxiang, they pretended not to see it.

Madam Kong, who was sitting opposite Wang Yue, suddenly spoke up.

"Speaking of Master Zhao, I heard that he has recently taken a fancy to a singing girl under the peony tree and is planning to take her home as a concubine? Third Madam, is this true?"

At this point, Sun Qiuxiang's face instantly turned sour.

She said bitterly, "That bastard, he has no conscience! When he married me, he said I would be his last!"

Hearing this, the ladies had no doubts; it was about to become a reality.

When this topic came up, even Wang Yue, who had always harbored resentment towards Sun Qiuxiang, couldn't help but feel saddened for her.

The Chen residence.

The night was quiet, and a gentle breeze dispersed the lingering heat in the air.

The daytime temperature gradually dropped.

The First Madam smelled sweetly of peaches, and her makeup was more exquisite than usual. She was dressed in a light pink dress.

Carrying the carefully prepared ginseng soup, they arrived at Master Chen's study.

Madam Zhou, the first wife, is thirty-two years old this year. Because she takes good care of herself, she looks less than thirty.

With her youthful light pink outfit and exquisite makeup, she looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old at first glance.

When Mr. Chen looked up, he saw the figure in the moonlight and was somewhat taken aback.

"Madam, why are you here so late?"

Zhou smiled slightly, carrying the ginseng soup, and walked in gracefully, her tone gentle and warm, as if she hadn't spoken to anyone for many years.

"Master works hard day and night, so I specially stewed a pot of ginseng soup for you to help you relax."

Zhou walked over to Master Chen and handed him the ginseng soup.

A gentle breeze blows in, causing the hem of my clothes to flutter and carrying the fragrance of peaches!

Old Master Chen involuntarily moved his head closer to Zhou Shi, greedily inhaling the air.

The scent of peach is different from the osmanthus and rose scent on Wang's body. It is light, yet refreshing and sweet, making you want to take a few more breaths.

He looked up and took Zhou's eyes in, his gaze involuntarily drawn to her.

How long has it been since he last looked closely at this face?

The mature charm mixed with girlish shyness is so touching!

He was somewhat mesmerized by what he saw.

He put down the ledger in his hand.

"Wanyin, you look a little different today."

Zhou blushed; it had been so many years since her husband had called her by her maiden name.

"What's different?"

His hand involuntarily grasped Zhou's hand, the intense heat emanating from his palm.

"You look especially charming today. This light pink dress suits you perfectly, reminding me of the day we first met..."

"Erlang..."

The next day, early in the morning.

"ah!--"

A gasp rang out from a side courtyard of the Chen residence.

It startled the servants who were working outside.

This powerful shout was so loud that even the rooster that crows at dawn would be as proud as it!

When Wang Yue woke up from her drunken stupor, she heard that her master had stayed in the first wife's room the night before.

That's nothing.

What she cares about is

When she was drunk last night, she actually said that the scented soap she was using was bought from a shop called Jixiang General Store in Jishui Village!

Wang Yue was filled with regret. Why did she get drunk?

Having revealed all her cards, what will she have to brag about in the future?

"Xiao Cui! Why didn't you stop me then!"

"Second Madam, I tried my best to cover your mouth at the time, but you insisted on saying it yourself!"

Xiao Cui was completely innocent. Who knew that her second mistress, after a few drinks, would become so outspoken and blurt out everything? There was no stopping her.

Wang Yue paced back and forth in anger.

"It's over. Those ladies know that the scented soap wasn't bought from my cousin. Now I have nothing to brag about! I can't use the scented soap to control them anymore! I finally found a sense of presence!"

This wonderful feeling of everyone revolving around her and fawning over her is about to disappear after only a few times!

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