Chapter Thirty-One: She's just despicable.
Gu Jingxi said considerately, "It seems that Madam hasn't rested well yet. Have breakfast and then sleep for a while."
When Meng Jinyao heard this, she felt that the other person was laughing at her, and she felt a little indignant.
The man slept soundly after seeing her last night, while she was caught red-handed for touching him and then felt guilty and couldn't fall asleep.
She retorted, "Husband, was it good last night?"
Gu Jingxi's expression stiffened for a moment, and instead of answering, he asked, "How does Madam feel the texture?"
Meng Jinyao gritted her teeth: "Very good."
Gu Jingxi smiled and said, "Madam is also very beautiful."
He was misunderstood last night, but it's true that the girl touched his face.
He originally wanted to sleep, but a pair of eyes were staring straight at him with a pitying look, as if they were looking at a pitiful little thing, which made his scalp tingle. It was no wonder he couldn't fall asleep.
However, he didn't expect the little girl to suddenly reach out and touch his face. When he noticed, she said matter-of-factly, "You looked at me, I touched you, we're even."
Meng Jinyao glared at him irritably, but didn't reply. She sat down opposite him.
Gu Jingxi rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat helpless. Even if he tried to explain, it would be seen as sophistry. This girl probably already thought he was a lecher and had been cursing him in her heart all night.
The maids noticed that their masters seemed to be in a strange mood, so they served them even more carefully.
After having breakfast, Gu Jingxi left Wei Rui Xuan and disappeared. However, this was not Meng Jinyao's concern. She figured it was getting late and it wouldn't be too late to pay her respects to her mother-in-law, so she prepared to go to Shou An Tang.
When Chunliu heard her mention Shouan Hall with Ningdong and Qingqiu, she quickly stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Madam, are you going to pay your respects to the Old Madam?"
Meng Jinyao nodded and looked at her: "Do you have something to report?"
Chunliu reminded her, "The old lady prefers peace and quiet and usually stays in the Buddhist hall. She doesn't like to be disturbed by the younger generation. The first and second wives, as well as the other masters, all go to pay their respects to the old lady on the first and fifteenth of the month."
Meng Jinyao smiled and said, "I'm a new bride, how can I be treated like my elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law?"
Hearing the sound, one can understand the refined meaning.
Chunliu understood her unspoken meaning almost the instant she finished speaking. A new bride would definitely be given rules by her mother-in-law upon entering the family. Some mothers-in-law would not be satisfied until two or three years of rules were established for the new bride. But their old lady was different. So she said, "Madam, the old lady never sets rules for new brides. I heard that when the first madam and the second madam first married into the family, they were not set rules either. You are the old lady's own daughter-in-law, so the old lady will be even less likely to set rules for you."
Meng Jinyao nodded slightly, having no doubt about Chunliu's words. She figured Chunliu wouldn't dare to deceive her, and her mother-in-law was also very kind on the day of the tea ceremony, which further confirmed the truth of Chunliu's words.
The differences between people are truly vast. They're both old ladies, but her grandmother is one who knows how to torment the younger generation. Even though her stepmother, Madam Sun, manages the household affairs and wields considerable influence in the mansion, she still has to be humble and obsequious in front of her grandmother. She has to fawn over her when necessary.
She didn't get enough rest last night, so she doesn't need to go to pay her respects now and can take a nap.
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Half an hour later, Meng Jinyao woke up. Since it was still early and there was still more than half an hour before noon, she planned to take a stroll around the mansion and familiarize herself with the surroundings.
At this moment, Chunliu stepped forward to report: "Madam, the Marquis just returned from his study and then went to the ancestral hall."
Ancestral hall?
Meng Jinyao was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized that her eldest son, Gu Xiuming, was currently confined to the ancestral hall and had been beaten half to death yesterday. Gu Jingxi must have gone to the ancestral hall to see his son.
Chunliu glanced up at her, unable to discern whether she was happy or not, and then said, "This servant has inquired and learned that the young master had a persistent high fever last night, which is why the Marquis went to see him."
"High fever?" Meng Jinyao was taken aback, then asked, "How is my son now? Has his fever subsided?"
Chunliu gently shook her head: "This servant does not know."
Meng Jinyao's eyes darted around, and she suddenly changed her mind. She didn't want to shop anymore for the time being. She looked at Chunliu and said with a smile, "Chunliu, come with me to the ancestral hall and see how the young master is doing now."
Upon hearing this, Chunliu's face froze, and she hesitated, saying, "Madam, shall we go to the ancestral hall now? Wouldn't the Marquis know that she was the one who betrayed us as soon as he saw her? Isn't Madam setting her up?"
Meng Jinyao nodded, her brows furrowed, and a look of worry appeared on her face. She looked like a loving mother who was worried about her son. She said with concern, "My child is sick. How can I not go and see him? How can I be at ease?" As she spoke, she sighed softly, "Chunliu, you are not a mother yet. When you become a mother, you will understand how I feel right now."
Chunliu was speechless: "..."
She thought to herself: Madam, are you sure you're not deliberately going to the ancestral hall to upset the young master because you think he's not sick enough?
However, a good maid who knows how to please her master will naturally say whatever her master wants to hear, and will not care what her master is really thinking.
Chunliu chimed in, "What Madam says is true. The young master is truly blessed to have such a good mother as Madam."
Meng Jinyao nodded in agreement. Wasn't she a good mother? When her son was sick, she would go to visit him immediately, a good mother who wished she could make him furious.
Yes, that's right. She's wicked, vindictive, enjoys kicking enemies when they're down, loves to see their misery, wants to laugh at them, and always tries to make them unhappy, all while hypocritically finding a plausible excuse.
In the past, because she wasn't immoral enough, people would always try to morally blackmail her. Now that she's immoral enough, she lives a much easier life. For some people, morality is completely unnecessary.
She continued to feign sadness, saying, "That child was beaten yesterday, and he might still be resentful of me."
Chunliu comforted him, saying, "Madam, the young master is still young. When he grows up, he will naturally understand your good intentions. Your education of him is for his own good."
Ningdong: "..."
Qingqiu: "..."
Still so young? The Crown Prince is two months older than the Lady!
They suddenly realized that Chunliu was truly a remarkable person. Even though she knew that the lady had no good intentions, she could still praise her to the skies. Their flattery skills were something they were ashamed of.
Seeing that the preparations were almost complete, Meng Jinyao sighed softly, "I hope so. Let's not delay, let's go." After saying that, she glanced at Qingqiu and Ningdong, and then walked out of the house with light steps.
Ningdong wanted to follow, but Qingqiu grabbed her sleeve, signaling her not to. Just now, the lady gave them a look, which meant that they didn't need to follow, and only Chunliu was taken. Perhaps it was also a test for Chunliu.
Seeing that the two women were standing still, Chunliu had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow them. She couldn't help but raise her hand and lightly slap her own mouth, cursing in her heart: Look at your mouth, not clever at all, just making trouble for yourself.
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