Chi Xingyue glanced at the little girl who shared the room with him, and seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he took out a steamed bun from the space.
The shaomai had a thin wrapper and a large filling. It trembled in his hand and was still a little hot. Chi Xingyue blew on it twice and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
If I can't finish it in one bite, I'll have a second bite. I feel a little choked, but I can only pat my chest.
When she wanted to eat the second one, she heard the little maid in the same room mutter, "Roast chicken!"
Chi Xingyue was startled and quickly put the steamed buns back into his space. Turning to look, he saw that the other person had just said something in his sleep. He breathed a sigh of relief, took it out again, and stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewing it slowly.
"Oh, it would be nice if I had a bottle of milk!" Chi Xingyue thought.
After eating, I went to sleep, but my mood was very uneasy because of what happened tonight.
Chi Xingyue knew that exposing her identity was not the best option, but what else could she do?
Traveling alone, with no identity, no savings, and a natural disaster ahead, she wanted to live, even if it meant being used as a tool and imprisoned forever.
As he was thinking, it was already early morning. Chi Xingyue subconsciously checked the supplies in the space, but was horrified to find that the piece of watermelon that Ling Jiheng had eaten had not been refreshed.
"Where's the watermelon? Where's my 8424?" He searched every corner with his mind but couldn't find the piece of watermelon. He did find a box of napkins.
Chi Xingyue wondered if the space had lost its ability to refresh. That shouldn't be the case, as the steamed buns she'd finished eating were still smoking on the plate!
Suddenly, Chi Xingyue understood. In this space, only food eaten by the owner would be refreshed at dawn. Once someone else ate it, it would be gone.
I feel a little bad about that piece of land, but it was my token of loyalty. Fortunately, the seeds were not disposed of as garbage. When I settle down, I will plant ten or eight acres of watermelons on it!
Chi Xingyue sighed for a long time before finally feeling sleepy at dawn. Just as she was about to take a nap to replenish her energy, the housekeeper yelled at her to go to work and light the fire.
Chi Xingyue didn't want to cause any more trouble, so she changed her clothes and went to the kitchen. She lit the fire according to the original owner's memory, but before the food was ready, Ling Jiheng's personal servant came over.
"Miss Chi, my young master invites you!" Chi Xingyue nodded and calmly left the kitchen. The others looked at each other, wondering what the second young master and the fire-making girl had in mind.
"Xiaoru came back very late last night, could it be..."
"Hey, you know what, that girl is getting prettier and prettier!"
In addition to the gossip in the main kitchen, the other courtyards were also whispering.
"Have you heard? The Second Young Master had sex with the girl who cooked in the kitchen last night!"
"No way, no way, the Second Young Master looked down upon so many famous ladies and ended up sleeping with a fire-making girl?"
"I don't know whether they slept or not, but I heard that they were talking for a long time with their heads close together."
There are no secrets in a large house, and everyone has spies in other people's rooms. This is especially true in a large family with fierce competition and a strong connection to family wealth.
When the first wife heard that Ling Jiheng had a close relationship with a fire-making maid, she had someone exaggerate the matter and spread it out.
The Third Wife also clapped her hands and applauded: "Humph, no matter how proud Shu Muyun is, her son still can't show up in public."
After saying that, he asked someone to find the fourth young master and prepare to find him a suitable match for his family, so as to annoy the second wife.
In the second house, Shu Muyun was stunned for a moment after hearing the report from the servant.
My own son is having an affair with the fire-making girl. The more I hear about it, the more unbelievable it seems!
Ling Jiheng, when did he start liking women? Didn't he avoid them like snakes and ants before?
Could it be that her son has changed? Then she must take a good look at this little girl!
Just as I was thinking this, Ling Jiheng came in: "Mom!"
Without waiting for him to salute, Shu Muyun grabbed Ling Jiheng's arm and said, "Heng'er, I heard that you and that guy in the kitchen...did something?"
Although Shu Muyun was very surprised, she was still a little bothered by her identity as a fire-making girl.
Ling Jiheng neither admitted nor denied it, he just said: "Mom, I want to marry her!"
Shu Muyun was a little conflicted. On the one hand, she was surprised that her son was finally willing to get married. On the other hand, she didn't want a fire-making girl to take the position of the second young master Ling's wife.
So he advised: "Her status is quite low after all, how about taking her as your concubine?"
Just as he finished speaking, the Second Master returned. As soon as he entered, he glared at Ling Jiheng, "Tell me what you've done! You just favored a maid, and yet you've spread the news throughout the city. You're really embarrassing me, Ling Weicheng!"
Ling Jiheng was not afraid and stood quietly listening to his father scolding him.
As a result, before Ling Weicheng could even finish his sentence, Shu Muyun slapped him in the face: "What are you arguing about? Your son finally has a woman who wants him, and you're unhappy, but you're throwing cold water on him. Is there any father like you?"
Ling Weicheng shut up awkwardly, revealing a flattering smile: "We were discussing something outside, and someone asked about it. Look at him, he doesn't know how to finish what he does. If those ladies find out, how will he find a wife?"
Hearing this, Shu Muyun glared at Ling Weicheng fiercely: "Don't you know what your son's situation is? No matter how many ladies there are, what's the use if he can't do it!"
When Shu Muyun spoke, he tried to lower his voice for fear that the maids would hear him. He stomped his feet fiercely in anger and anxiety.
Ling Weicheng felt itchy at the same time as her coquettish yet annoyed look. Even Ling Jiheng couldn't help laughing.
That chuckle made Shu Muyun feel embarrassed.
Ling Weicheng mouthed "Be good" and pulled his son aside. "Why do you have to have that girl? You know, there are many girls in Jiangnan who are interested in you!"
In order to achieve his goal, Ling Jiheng directly made fun of himself: "Yes, my son can't be moved by anyone except her."
This was said tactfully, but Ling Weicheng understood immediately. For the sake of bloodline inheritance, he decided to fight for it. A fire-making girl is fine, but it's better than a man's daughter-in-law.
"Alright, your mother and I agree. As for the indenture, go talk to your grandmother yourself."
Ling Jiheng nodded, bowed, and prepared to leave.
But Shu Muyun stopped him: "Let's go, Dad and Mom will go with you. If you don't explain clearly, I'm afraid the old lady won't agree."
Although Ling Jiheng has a way to persuade the old lady, if it can save some effort, why not do it.
Following the two of them out of the courtyard, they quickly walked towards Rongsiyuan. It took only about ten minutes to arrive.
By this time, the old lady already knew about Ling Jiheng's situation. She didn't think it was a big deal and even told the nanny beside her with a smile that Heng'er had grown up.
It wasn't until Ling Jiheng asked her for the indenture of the fire-making girl that the old lady realized the seriousness of the problem: "What, you want to marry her?"
"Yes, grandson only has feelings for her!" Ling Jiheng glanced at the old lady's personal nanny and showed a shy expression at the right time.
Ling Weicheng was afraid that some news would spread that would damage his son's reputation, so he drove the servants out and then whispered to the old lady.
"Heng'er... "
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