Besides, Mu Yao couldn't help but fantasize about Nan Zhi's small and pretty face, and her bright, sparkling eyes.
Recalling her admission that she had someone she liked, a strange, inexplicable feeling welled up inside me.
He simply attributed it to the irritability caused by the hot weather.
On the other side, Nanzhi had already written a few more words in her notebook.
Jingmo always makes me angry. She always expects me to be her servant and wants me to do all the work myself. My hands are covered in blisters, but it's okay. It's much better here than at home because my husband is here.
My wife has discovered that my husband and I haven't consummated our marriage. I desperately want to tell her that it was all my idea, but I can't speak. I only hope that she won't disobey my husband.
[I'm so happy today. My husband gave me some ointment to apply. He's not as fierce as he looks; he's a very good person, truly worthy of being called the Great Jiang.]
Nanzhi didn't write very smoothly, and she had to revise several characters repeatedly before she could write what she thought was the correct character.
After writing "Da Jiang Jun" (大姜君), she drew a bright-eyed emoji at the bottom, as if she admired Mu Yao.
Nanzhi put down her pen, blew on the still-wet ink on the paper, looked at it again and again with extra care, and then put it under the bottom layer of the quilt to press it down.
Before the butler could even speak, he took a sip and his eyes widened in disbelief. He then drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.
Looking at Jingmo's alluring gaze, Atai felt as if ants were crawling all over her heart. I suppressed my smile, picked up the medicine bowl, and left.
Originally, the family was quite satisfied with the mute woman.
The Seventh Madam quickly helped Jingmo, who was bowing, to her feet, and said with a smile, "It's no wonder you chose this person; he's truly reliable."
The housekeeper watched you fiddling around, quite curious about what you were doing.
"What is that tune he's playing? I've never seen it before."
Nan Zhi smiled shyly.
Nanzhi rummaged through the kitchen and found some brown sugar, sesame seeds, but no papaya seeds...
Xiao Jia was covered in sweat, and to cool off, he took off all his clothes from the waist down, revealing his strong arms and muscles.
Silently, she took it and placed it behind Nanzhi Noodles.
Madam Qi smoothed the stray hairs by your ear. "He's handsome, but also wicked. He'll be keeping watch for you and Yang'er. Eventually, he'll have to call you 'Mother'."
He spoke in silence, but a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
"It's terrible, absolutely terrible! It's perfect with this weather." The butler exclaimed in admiration, "Madam, how is he so amazing?"
You immediately stood up and pretended to serve Nanzhi some food.
Nanzhi didn't seem to be affected; you continued eating with a gentle expression.
You would only do such a thing if it were for the position of general's wife.
Silently and satisfied, you returned the medicine bowl to the servant, your fingertips still unconsciously brushing against the back of his hand. The servant felt a jolt and looked up at you.
Years of eating only fill their stomachs caused the original owner's stomach to become very large. Coupled with the cold weather, Nan Zhi could hardly eat anything.
Madam Mu was the same.
"Madam, your cooking is terrible."
Those working outside the mansion were freezing cold; half of their clothes were soaked with sweat.
The butler read it aloud: "Ice?"
"That was ordered by the madam to be cooked for Madam Duo, one bowl every day."
Even without Qiu Shuang fanning herself, Madam Mu frequently wiped away her sweat.
When Nam Gyi arrived, she didn't see that scene.
The Seventh Madam chuckled as she drank, "I hadn't expected that she'd be so eloquent, but rather lacking in cunning."
Mu Yao did not come back for dinner.
Nan Zhi made a very small amount of papaya water and immediately sent it to Madam Mu and Madam Qi. Apart from that, no one else in the household received a portion.
That's disgusting.
"Yes, that was the worst-tasting beverage you've ever had."
Nanzhi scooped out the papaya juice, put some ice cubes on the outside, and immediately scooped a bowl for the housekeeper.
"That's the medicine Zhao Xiaofu prescribed yesterday to replenish qi and blood and help with fertility. Madam Duo, drink it while it's still cold."
After everyone left, Jingmo immediately wiped her fingers with a handkerchief in disgust.
You went to the kitchen, and the butler was there too. You gestured a few times, and the butler knew that you wanted the kitchen, so he agreed.
"Reporting to Madam Seven, as you instructed, I added a cooling medicine to the fertility-enhancing medicine. With long-term consumption, this mute woman will definitely not be able to conceive."
Despite receiving praise from the Seventh Madam, Jingmo was deeply distressed.
Before Jingmo finished eating, his mouth was dripping with oil, the servant brought him another bowl of medicinal soup.
Nanzhi nodded.
"Madam Duo, he can cook too?"
Because it was daytime, you dared to openly meet Mu Yang, but instead went to see the Seventh Madam.
Silent felt like punching cotton, so angry that he gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to teach you a lesson, no one else passed by.
The two exchanged glances, and Jingmo slightly curled the corners of his lips. "Thank you for your hard work, Madam. After you finish your drink, he can go back and report to you."
When Nanzhi went to the study, Tonglong was still there.
"Want to get pregnant? Dream on!"
As soon as the others left, Jingmo immediately picked up the glass and drank it himself.
The cicadas chirped incessantly under the tree, making it unbearable to approach, even without a breath of wind.
After glancing at Nanzhi, whose mouth tasted bitter before she drank water, he silently cleaned up the broken dishes and had the servants remove the leftovers. Then, he took an opportunity to go to the Seventh Madam's residence.
"If you want to cause trouble, then go ahead and cause trouble. In the end, you'll find that you've wasted your time."
Seeing that you were in a bad mood, Qiu Shuang was also unhappy and hurriedly went to tell Nan Zhi.
You were in a bad mood because of the sweltering weather, but after drinking the refreshing papaya water, your mood towards Nanzhi changed completely. "Your skills are still not good. I'll have you make a batch to send to the general."
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