Miao Se felt a little strange looking at her friends who were sticking their butts out and staring intently at the fence or eavesdropping.
But I couldn't quite put my finger on what was strange about it.
He rode his horse over, and when he reached the familiar pattern on the fence, he suddenly realized what was going on.
Holy crap, isn't this his hunting grounds?
When he was a child, his family deliberately drew two circles on the fence to distinguish it from other people's hunting grounds.
Miao Se's face darkened.
His family lived in Weichang. He used to enjoy riding horses when he was a child, but as he grew up, he preferred the vast grasslands outside. He no longer remembered the small Weichang where he used to ride horses, which is why he couldn't recall it for a long time.
Now, no outsiders dare to ride horses freely in the hunting grounds. His brother is out working again, so what woman in the hunting grounds would dare to ride a horse so boldly?
Needless to say, Miao Se gave the answer in her heart—the wife of her eldest brother, whom she had never met.
When she realized what was happening, and saw her friends loitering around the fence in a "sleazy" and "greasy" manner, eavesdropping or possibly spying on her elder brother's wife, Miao Se's face turned pale.
"Enough! Aren't you ashamed to eavesdrop on other women's voices like this?"
Miao said heavily, and the young men awkwardly avoided his eyes.
Yu Lu said guiltily, "Isn't it just that I was a little curious?"
Miao Se: "Hehe."
For some reason, the group sensed a strong killing intent.
Forced by the murderous aura, the group stopped their somewhat lewd actions and hurriedly left the fence.
After the others left, Miao Se, who was at the very back, looked at the direction of the hunting grounds again with an unfriendly expression, and finally left.
At dusk, having finally shaken off his friend Miao Se, he returned to Yehelana Palace in a menacing manner.
The steward, who had just entered the manor to welcome the second young master, saw him and immediately forgot the news he had received that the eldest young master's wife had recovered, and told the second young master about it.
"Second, Second Young Master."
Miao Se stared at him coldly, and the menacing aura made the steward shiver.
The steward, wondering who had angered the second young master, cautiously asked, "Second young master, what's wrong?"
Miao Se did not answer his question, but instead asked him another question, "Today, Lady Borjigit went to the hunting grounds."
The steward looked up in surprise, "Second Young Master, how did you know? I almost forgot to tell you that Consort Borjigit's illness has been cured. I didn't expect that you would know before I even mentioned it."
Looking at the blissfully grinning manager, Miao Se's lips twitched slightly.
He said in a somewhat impatient tone:
"Alright, tell that wife that her elder brother is gone. She should stay in the house and not go out too much."
"Huh?" The steward, who had finally realized that the second young master's tone towards the eldest young master's wife was somewhat unfriendly, stood there dumbfounded.
Seeing his reaction, Miao Se also felt a little guilty.
Actually, it wasn't the eldest brother's wife's fault that things happened today, but whenever Miao Se thought about how her good brothers almost saw her eldest brother's wife's appearance and even secretly listened to her voice, she couldn't help but feel annoyed for her brother.
Even if it was the brother's fault, sometimes people are just naturally biased. Miao Se thought the first person to blame in this matter was his elder brother's wife.
After a while, Miao Se felt a pang of guilt as he looked at the steward who had finally come to his senses. But his remaining rationality and conscience reminded him to call out to the steward, "Forget it, don't go."
The steward, suddenly stopped, was speechless.
The second young master's heart is truly strange, changing as quickly as the weather.
The manager muttered to himself.
However, the eldest son's wife is quite strange. Somehow, it has been rumored that she is a stunning beauty, even though he saw her when she first arrived at the manor. Although she was pretty, she was not exactly a top-tier beauty.
The steward could hardly imagine how the princess, who was wrapped up tightly, had a pale and slightly swollen face, could be associated with being as beautiful as an angel.
Could it be that someone figured it out and knew that the eldest young master would be returning in the future, so they deliberately created hype for themselves? But that doesn't make sense. No matter how much outsiders praise him, won't the eldest young master still be disappointed when he returns and sees him?
The manager was thinking about it in a daze.
Upon hearing that his elder brother's wife had recovered, Miao Se had little intention of visiting her and quickly closed the door, returning to his bedroom.
Despite being the two remaining masters of the Yehenara Manor, the two had never bumped into each other thanks to Qingyin's casualness and Miaose's deliberate avoidance.
Time passed until the day Nan Chu was to return.
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He did not specifically inform his wife of Nan Chu's return. In fact, after so many years of personal life, he had forgotten that the Khan had given him a wife.
When he returned to the mansion as usual, Steward Li, who stayed at the mansion, diligently served his master as he washed and changed clothes.
"Young Master has lost weight, lost weight. No matter how many errands you have, Young Master, you must remember your health."
Steward Li has served the two young masters for many years. He has been by the master's side since childhood and has watched Nan Chu and Miao Se grow up. Therefore, Nan Chu and Miao Se will give this loyal Steward Li some face.
Dealing with the affairs of those tribes in southern Mongolia was very complicated. Nan Chu became much thinner from the busy work, and his cheeks were less fleshy, but he was still a handsome and tall young man.
Compared to his younger brother, Nan Chu's facial features are similar, but his personal temperament is more composed and imposing.
Nan Chu looked at Steward Li with amusement: "Uncle Li, why are you worried about me getting thin? This job in Mongolia is a coveted opportunity that no one else can compete for. Once we go, our Yehe tribe's position will be even more secure after the Great Khan becomes emperor."
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