Chang Yue came out to greet her as usual. The two exchanged a few pleasantries, but he kept his head down and didn't dare to look her in the eye. Zheng Quchi found this strange and asked, "Has anything happened at home lately?"
"No," Chang Yue quickly replied.
No?
"Are you hiding something from me?" she guessed again.
After much hesitation, Chang Yue finally mustered his courage and asked with a pained expression, "Madam, why have your family members been staying at the Liu family's house all this time?"
His sudden question left Zheng Quchi speechless for a moment.
"Is there something this old servant has done wrong that makes Madam uneasy, or has Madam never truly considered the General's Mansion her own home?" Even though Steward Chang had a heart as hard as steel, he felt hurt at this moment.
His question left Zheng Quchi even more at a loss for words.
The two of them walked along the corridor, with the servants of the mansion following far behind, knowing their place and not daring to approach.
"Butler Chang, before my affairs with your General were fully resolved, I didn't want my family to worry, so I didn't tell them the truth. You may also know some things. My marriage to him was rushed, and I lived in a daze afterward, but I don't want my future life to be like that."
She knew that Steward Chang genuinely treated her as his wife. The changes to the layout of the mansion, the well-trained personal servants, and his devoted service and care all made her understand the old steward's intentions, so she was willing to treat him with sincerity in return.
Knowing that there was a deep-seated resentment between the lady and their general, Chang Yue understood that outsiders couldn't offer much help with matters of the heart. He could only do his best to help the lady understand the general better.
"Madam, would you like to hear some old stories from the past?"
Having roughly guessed that he probably wanted to talk about Yuwen Sheng, Zheng Quchi remained silent for a moment, but in the end, he succumbed to his desire to hear it.
"Okay, go ahead and say it."
For a moment, he didn't know where to begin. After a moment of recollection, he sighed and said, "I have watched the General grow up since he was a child. Before he was five years old, he was like a blank sheet of paper, a complete blank. He could neither speak nor write, and he did not understand any of the emotions of a normal person. He didn't even have any human emotions in his eyes."
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