Chapter 10, the male lead in this sweet romance novel, tsk...
The maid snorted, "Shouldn't the second young master go and ask your mother? Look at all the rumors going around. My young lady is still terrified. How could she dare to see you?"
What is his relationship with his mother?
Jiang Heng's expression changed slightly. Could it be about the concubine?
Is his mother senile? How can she tell her future daughter-in-law something like this?
"Tell your young lady not to be afraid. With me here, nothing will happen that will cause her worry." Jiang Heng took out a long brocade box from his bosom and handed it to the maid, saying, "Give this to your young lady."
The maid hesitated for a moment after taking it, then called out to Jiang Heng, who had already turned around, "Second Young Master, wait a moment."
As she spoke, she took out a sachet from her sleeve and handed it over, saying, "This was embroidered for you by my young lady. She is kind-hearted and soft-hearted. She even pricked her finger while making this sachet for you. After learning about it, she was so angry that she kept wiping away tears. She picked up the scissors several times but couldn't bear to cut it."
Jiang Heng looked at the exquisitely crafted sachet in his hand; it was the osmanthus scent he had mentioned liking.
Jiang Heng carefully placed the sachet away and glanced at the second floor of the pavilion: "Reassure your young lady, I will definitely not let her suffer any injustice."
The maid watched Jiang Heng leave before turning back up to the pavilion. She ran forward, her previous cold expression gone, and smilingly presented the brocade box Jiang Heng had given her to Lu Zhaoying: "Miss, this is from Second Young Master Jiang."
Lu Zhaoying remained with her back against the wall, her hands holding a silk handkerchief. She only looked up when the maid spoke, and her nail-painted fingers took the brocade box and opened it.
"A wooden hairpin?" The maid leaned closer to take a look, her eyes revealing disappointment.
This hairpin is probably not even worth as much as the brocade box.
Lu Zhaoying picked up the hairpin and played with it, thus wasting the fine ebony.
But she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.
The maid wasn't stupid either. "I think this hairpin was carved by the second young master himself. The young lady gave him a sachet that she embroidered herself, and the second young master gave you a hairpin that he carved himself. You two really thought of the same thing."
Lu Zhaoying wasn't angry at being teased by the maid; she just gave her a reproachful look and said, "You're asking for it."
The maidservant laughed and ran away.
Although the wooden hairpin is poorly carved, it is carefully polished and smooth to the touch, showing the care put into its creation.
Lu Zhaoying recalled her first encounter with Jiang Heng, which was accidental. After recognizing Jiang Heng's identity, she intentionally approached him.
Jiang Heng's marriage proposal was part of her scheming process.
Not marrying into the Jiang family is not the end of the story; we must not let mere rumors ruin everything.
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After leaving the Lu family, Jiang Heng thought about it and realized that something was amiss. Yingying was not yet married into the family, and no matter how anxious her mother was, she would not scare her daughter-in-law who was not yet married.
Her mother is the most composed person when she's away from home.
Upon closer reflection, the maid also mentioned, "rumor."
Jiang Heng looked at his attendant and instructed, "Liu Feng, go and find out what's going on about the Jiang family."
"yes."
Jiang Heng didn't rush back; instead, he found a teahouse to have morning tea.
The morning market in Jin'an is always bustling.
It wasn't until Liu Feng returned after gathering the information that he found out.
After listening to Liu Feng's account, Jiang Heng put down his chopsticks. Had his mother gone mad?
My sister-in-law has already given birth, but isn't she still a few months along?
What happened during the twenty days he was away from home?
After tossing down the money, Jiang Heng stood up and said, "Let's go back to the manor."
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When the servants announced the return of the second young master, Zhao Xian was still holding the infant Jiang Shuxiu.
After these days of probing, she discovered that there was a high probability that Jiang Shuxiu hadn't completely forgotten.
It's unclear whether it's reincarnation without drinking the Meng Po soup, rebirth, or time travel; the specific scope hasn't been explored yet.
"Madam, Yingchun sent someone to say that the Second Young Master didn't see you at Haitang Residence, so he went back to his own courtyard to change his clothes. He will return to Haitang Residence to pay his respects to you later." Granny He relayed the maid's words, and then added in a low voice at the end: "The little maid who sent the message said that the Second Young Master's expression seemed not very good, and he was very angry."
Even though Zhao Xian lived in Yunzhu Garden, there were still maids at Haitang Residence.
Two head maids, Peony and Yingchun, stayed at Begonia Residence.
You don't look well? Did you suffer some mistreatment outside?
Zhao Xian handed Jiang Shuxiu over to the wet nurse and returned to Haitang Residence.
Not long after returning to Haitang Residence, Jiang Heng arrived in a furious manner, just as the maid had predicted.
The young man wore a peacock blue narrow-sleeved robe, with a jade-inlaid knotted belt around his waist. His high ponytail was held in place by a jade hairpin, and red silk tassels tied around his dark hair and gold hairpin, hanging down to his shoulders.
The young man was full of heroic spirit, and his handsome appearance exuded a carefree air.
Completely different from Jiang Wei's expressionless, rigid face.
The thought that the other party was the male lead in a sweet romance novel made Zhao Xian unable to suppress the smile on her lips. After all, when reading a book, such a guy is the most worthy of praise from the reader.
"The son greets his mother."
Jiang Heng seemed to walk with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was right in front of them.
The book describes the male protagonist of this sweet romance novel as having top-notch looks. In addition, he is intelligent, never blindly trusting others, and dotes on his wife, making him an excellent husband.
He was the complete opposite of his brother.
Even though the other person had a sour look on their face, Zhao Xian still found it pleasing to the eye thanks to the filter.
She pointed to the stool, gesturing for him to sit, and said with a smile, "Did you eat firecrackers?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhao Xian felt that the voice didn't even sound like her own; it was too overbearing and indulgent.
"Ahem." He couldn't help but cough lightly twice.
Just then, the maid brought tea, and she picked it up and took a small sip.
Jiang Heng's face showed no smile; instead, he looked at her with a mixture of resentment and anger.
Zhao Xian was puzzled by this, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could it be that the fact that he and the sweet romance heroine were incompatible had been found out?
Seeing his mother lower her eyes and drink tea without daring to look at him, Jiang Heng became even more convinced that she was guilty and that she had moved into his sister-in-law's room this time just to torment her.
Although Jiang Heng didn't say it, he could clearly see that his mother had never been satisfied with his sister-in-law.
He also set many rules for his sister-in-law.
He considered the rumors circulating outside and Yingying's concerns, which were not without merit.
He didn't want his mother to come to his room after he got married; it was inappropriate.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the mother and son, Granny He tried to ease the tension by asking, "Second Young Master, what happened? Did you suffer any injustice outside?"
Seeing that he did not answer, Granny He said again, "If you don't tell me, Madam won't know either."
Jiang Heng glanced at Zhao Xian and said, "After we get married, I want to leave the manor and choose a place to live."
Granny He wished she could slap herself. It would have been better if she hadn't asked; asking was like a blow. She lowered her head and remained silent.
Zhao Xian took a moment to process what she was saying before she realized, "You want to separate from the family and live separately?"
The two masters didn't react to what he said, but Granny He and the maid were taken aback.
Granny He waved her hand, signaling the maids to leave, and soon only the mother and son remained in the room.
Zhao Xian didn't notice the servants' behavior. She was wondering if this plot was in the book. She had no recollection of it at all.
Could it be that what she's wearing is a bootleg? Or perhaps a bootleg that's been tampered with?
Thinking of that astrological chart that led to a tragic fate, only a pirate would dare to maliciously alter the plot like that.
Jiang Heng noticed Zhao Xian's absent-mindedness.
His brows furrowed; his mother hadn't taken his words seriously at all, so it seemed he'd downplayed his words.
“Mother, Yingying is gentle and timid. I don’t want her to suffer. It’s better for her to live alone outside. She can come to pay her respects to you on the first and fifteenth of each month.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xian raised her eyebrows, realizing that he had indeed discovered their incompatibility.
Given the original owner's personality, upon seeing that incompatible birth chart, she would definitely have tried her best to stop their marriage.
Zhao Xian put down her teacup and smiled, "A family can only go far if they are harmonious and supportive of each other. There's no need to live separately outside. Don't listen to the liars; they're just trying to sow discord between us."
Haters are everywhere and can infiltrate any area.
Why would someone want to turn a sweet romance novel into a tragic love story by having it pirated? What kind of mentality is that?
However, Jiang Heng's determination to marry Lu Zhaoying despite knowing their horoscopes were incompatible shows true love.
"Sowing discord?" Jiang Heng was completely confused.
When did his mother become so good at pretending to be stupid?
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Heng didn't want to beat around the bush with his mother anymore and said directly, "It's inconvenient for you to move into my room after I get married."
Zhao Xian: "...Move into your room?"
Jiang Heng nodded and said, "Haitang Residence is much bigger than my courtyard, so please don't squeeze in with us."
Zhao Xian looked Jiang Heng up and down again, her appreciation for the male lead in the sweet romance novel coming to an abrupt end.
She realized that, probably, maybe, possibly, the mother and son were not talking about the same thing.
Why would I move into your house for no reason?
"So, you moved to your older brother and sister-in-law's house for a reason?"
Zhao Xian: "..."
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