Xihe looked at him in surprise. She didn't do anything, so why was he blushing?
After breakfast, Meng Yuchuan explained his purpose. Xihe thought of Meng Huaiyu, the pitiful little rebel. Although he did not like the old lady, he finally agreed to go to the main courtyard.
She took an umbrella and some steamed cakes made by the maid and was about to go out when she was stopped by Meng Yuchuan.
"Do you want to change your clothes?"
Meng Yuchuan was wearing a white robe with dark bamboo patterns and holding a folding fan, looking like a handsome young man. If it weren't for his red ears, Xihe would not have realized that this man was very nosy.
She couldn't help but lower her head. The dress that Madam Liu gave her was, well, a little transparent...
The smoky purple silk dress hung softly on her body, outlining her beautiful figure. Her slender waist was so thin that it could be held in one hand. In addition, she had been eating a lot recently, so the curve of her chest was a little higher.
Bah, what are you thinking about, Aunt Liu!
Xihe nodded calmly, turned around calmly, went back to the house and quickly changed her clothes, even taking off her hair and tying it up neatly.
Seeing that she was wearing a simple outfit and no longer looked so seductive, Meng Yuchuan nodded immediately and walked ahead, fanning himself, stopping to wait for her from time to time.
Xihe: “…”
When we arrived at the main courtyard, Meng Huaiyu was already running around happily.
The little kid was holding a bamboo ball in his hand and playing with the servant. The ball rolled to Xihe's feet.
Everyone looked over immediately.
Meng Huaiyu's dark eyes also looked at Xihe: "Ball!"
Xihe raised his foot and kicked him back. Bang, the little guy fell on his butt and sat on the ground.
hiss--
The maids and servants all subconsciously gasped.
The wet nurse was so anxious that she wanted to run over.
The little guy blinked but didn't cry. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and slowly crawled up.
He walked behind the ball, looked at the bamboo ball, looked at Xihe, then stretched out his legs, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Wow--"
The crying was earth-shaking.
The maids and wet nurses rushed over and coaxed the little ancestor softly.
The old lady who was dozing in the room was also awakened. She hurried out with her crutch, touched her little great-grandson and coaxed him with all her heart. When the little guy stopped crying, she began to ask the reason, and heard it was Xihe again.
Suddenly, he was so angry that he slammed the ground: "Are you trying to piss me off to death? Get out, get out now!"
Xihe glanced at the wet nurse who was holding the young master with her head down and keeping silent, smiled meaningfully, turned around and walked away quickly.
The old lady suddenly became even more angry: "Look at her attitude? Ah!"
Meng Yuchuan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, I'll go teach her a lesson."
He was waving a fan, which looked slow but was actually fast, and disappeared in a flash.
The old lady pointed at the door with wide eyes: "He, he..."
Everyone in the room lowered their heads and dared not say a word.
As soon as Xihe returned to the yard, Meng Yuchuan followed her and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate.
Xihe couldn't bear to see it anymore: "Aren't you going to the Ministry of War today?"
Meng Yuchuan peeled melon seeds and said, "It's a peaceful and prosperous time now, and the Ministry of War doesn't have much to do. I only need to take a look occasionally."
The slender fingers peeled a melon seed, put it on the plate, and then started to peel another one... Xihe thought, she is so good-looking that even peeling a melon seed is tempting.
She suggested: "Why don't you go sell sesame cakes?"
Meng Yuchuan: ???
He curled his lips and said, "If the Marquis' Mansion is gone someday, I can give it a try, but then I'll have to trouble you to suffer with me."
Xihe got some melon seeds for free: "If that day comes, I will divorce you."
Meng Yuchuan paused as he peeled melon seeds: "My lady, are you really so heartless?"
Xihe nodded and said, "A beautiful lady like me deserves delicacies from the mountains and seas, silks and satins, and be pampered like pearls and jade. How could I endure such hardship?"
Meng Yuchuan suddenly smiled brightly: "Then my husband, I must protect this honor of our family."
In early summer, the sun outside was warm and pleasant. A gentle young man sat upright on a chair, with a garden full of peonies behind him and a hint of a smile on his lips. It was hard to imagine how awe-inspiring he looked when killing enemies on the battlefield.
Xihe seriously suggested: "Why don't we get divorced now?"
She had just mentioned it casually, but the more she thought about it, the better it seemed to be a good idea. After all, she had arrived just in time, and the little rebel hadn't suffered the trauma of drowning. In the future, she wouldn't follow the original owner's example and tease him. Under the care of the old lady and Mrs. Lu, he would gradually grow up and wouldn't become a little pervert.
As for the future, at worst she could just cut off the opportunity for him to meet the heroine and choose to help him when he was fighting desperately with the Regent.
This...should be enough, right?
But--
Xihe couldn't help but look across. Without his father, would Meng Huaiyu really become a better person?
The corners of Meng Yuchuan's mouth remained curved, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He peeled a grape and held it to her lips: "My dear, we've only been married for a year. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xihe bit it, feeling a little helpless: "Really not possible?"
Meng Yuchuan peeled another grape and stuffed it into her mouth: "My lady is very beautiful when she is silent."
Xihe: “…”
She bit a grape viciously, then stood up and stormed out with the fruit plate in her arms: "Kick the prince out!"
The servants in the room looked at each other in confusion. Qingzhu couldn't help but look at her master. Meng Yuchuan patted his robe and stood up, leaving a word of "Serve the young lady well", and left with a smile, fanning himself.
There is no impenetrable wall in the world, let alone the big sieve of Mudan Garden.
Before evening, both the old lady and Mrs. Lu knew that their grandson had been kicked out of the courtyard.
The old lady was so angry that she was about to call someone over and give them a good scolding, but Mrs. Lu stopped her and said thoughtfully, "Mother, Yuchuan seems to have taken a fancy to Mrs. Qiang."
The old lady wanted to say it was impossible, but the scene in the morning flashed through her mind.
Her grandson went after that woman.
And then... was kicked out.
The old lady was so angry that she threw her sleeves and said, "Forget it. I don't care anymore. Let them do whatever they want!"
Early the next morning, Meng Yuchuan walked slowly into the Peony Garden. Soon, the news spread throughout the mansion like wings. The old lady couldn't help but sigh again, but Mrs. Lu shook her head and didn't care.
Xihe took out homemade milk tea to treat Meng Yuchuan. Meng Yuchuan took two sips and stopped.
Xihe didn't care. She stared at the maids playing the piano and dancing, sighing that these maids were really talented. Then she thought of yesterday... In fact, she was not angry. After all, she knew how difficult it was to divorce in ancient times. What's more, her current identity was unusual. She couldn't divorce whenever she wanted.
She was just testing Meng Yuchuan, and since it didn't work, then forget it.
"Meng Yuchuan." she called.
"My lady, you should call me husband."
Xihe called him "husband" and then said, "I heard you have a horse farm in the suburbs?"
Meng Yuchuan immediately guessed that she wanted to go horse racing. He nodded but didn't say much.
Xihe's eyes lit up, and she pushed the peeled orange over to him: "Husband, the weather has been very good recently. What do you think about taking Huaiyu for a ride?"
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