Chapter 127 The Fool's Bride for Good Luck 2
While counting money until midnight, Xie Rong yawned and raised his hand to rub his dry eyes. Suddenly, a large, scalding hot hand grabbed his wrist.
"Rubbing your eyes, that's not good, honey."
Xie Rong turned her head and saw that the man who had said he was sleepy a few hours earlier hadn't slept at all and had squatted down by the bedside.
But tonight he had counted a lot of money and was in a pretty good mood, so he laughed and scolded, shaking off the man's hand and poking the man's forehead hard with his fingertips: "You idiot, how dare you talk about me like that? Do you think you're a male student at Izumi University?"
In fact, Xie Rong didn't like these male students.
Every time a group of students came to the small restaurant to eat, their eyes would always dart towards him. He had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance that these people were sneaking around and trying to dine and dash. So he would smash the heads of these male students with an abacus and drive them away.
Male students are just a bunch of gossipy, poor bastards!
"Wife, our wedding night." The man was both wooden and dull, grabbing his hand and muttering to himself.
Xie Rong was annoyed and sneered at this, "You idiot, do you even know what a wedding night is?"
The man fell silent, his long, dark eyes staring at him blankly.
"Go sleep on the sofa. This bed is mine from now on, and you're not allowed to sleep on it. Got it?" Xie Rong glanced at him sideways.
"Why?" The man still looked dazed and spoke slowly. "The nanny said that we have to sleep in the same bed in the bridal chamber to be considered married."
"Because I'm your wife, even if you're an idiot, you still have to listen to your wife!" Xie Rong slapped him, raised her chin slightly, and looked down at him with her eyelashes lowered. The flickering candlelight cast a light golden glow on his eyelashes. She was arrogant and haughty, like a little bodhisattva who hadn't grown up yet. "Don't you think about it? Besides me, who else would want to marry an idiot like you? Nobody wants a disobedient idiot!"
The man nodded blankly, repeating his words in a silly manner: "Nobody wants a fool, only a wife will."
"I'm stupid, I listen to my wife."
Seeing how silly he was, Xie Rong couldn't help but find him more agreeable, even though he was the main character.
He's just an idiot! Even sillier than the dog he used to have!
Xie Rong still didn't let him sleep in the bed, but only asked him to move the sofa over a bit.
Fortunately, the fool was only mentally challenged. Before he became foolish, he had developed a muscular physique on the battlefield and was incredibly strong. He could easily move a sofa, and even have a wife sit on it.
Xie Rong glanced at the man with his eyes closed on the sofa. "System, what about the mission?"
In the past, the protagonist's background and mission would be revealed as soon as they appeared.
[Host, please note that due to the extremely weak power of the Heavenly Dao in this world, Lu Chuan's protagonist identity and the host's villain identity will become invalid after the foreigners breach the city. Please accumulate enough protagonist suffering points before Lizhou falls, otherwise the mission will fail.]
"Where's his main storyline of being a dragon overlord?" Xie Rong urged impatiently.
[This world doesn't have a main storyline where the protagonist is an overpowered protagonist; unexpected events can happen at any time. Isn't that more interesting than the previous worlds?]
Xie Rong remained silent.
【Host? 】
The system jumped onto the pillow and tapped it.
Xie Rong fell asleep while listening.
The system twisted its body in disappointment.
I wonder if Xie Rong heard what he just said.
...
Mrs. Lu died young, and the head of the Lu family only returned to attend the wedding ceremony for half a day before rushing off to the front lines to guard the place.
The head of the Lu family only has one son, Lu Chuan, but he has five or six brothers, all of whom live in an old house. The wives and concubines all live together, making the family particularly lively.
As the eldest daughter-in-law of the Lu family, Xie Rong should, by all accounts, pay her respects to the elders.
But since he has taken great kindness in marrying a fool, these elders of the Lu family should all pay their respects and express their gratitude to him!
Thinking this, Xie Rong vaguely kicked away the idiot who was leaning in, turned over, and went back to sleep.
When he woke up, it was past lunchtime.
"Young Madam, Butler Zhao has been waiting outside for quite some time," a maid jogged in to deliver the message. She looked up and froze, her face turning an uncontrollable shade of red.
Xie Rong was having lunch with the idiot.
He was wearing a newly tailored red cheongsam, with a white mink shawl draped over his left shoulder and the other end diagonally wrapped around his right arm. His black hair fell straight down to his shoulders, and if you secretly peeked down from the shawl, you could see a thin and slender waist. Under the slit of the cheongsam skirt, his snow-white and slender legs were crossed, wearing a pair of high heels of the same color.
His striking beauty, accompanied by a fragrant scent, wafted towards you, making not only those who saw him for the first time forget to breathe, but also forget that he was actually a young boy.
She should be a young woman in her prime, studying in school, not a young mistress destined to spend the rest of her life confined to this mansion.
Xie Rong held the gilded porcelain spoon, scooped up the shrimp that the fool had peeled for him from the bowl, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then asked, "What does the steward want with me?"
“The second wife used to be in charge of things in the mansion. Now that the eldest young mistress has married into the family, the key to the storeroom should be given to her.” The servant was too embarrassed to continue peeking at him, so she lowered her head and spoke in a voice barely above a whisper.
Xie Rong's eyes lit up, and he smiled at the servant: "Let the butler come in and talk."
The maid was dazzled by his smile again, her expression blank, just like the silly young master next to her who only knew how to peel shrimp. She was afraid that if she were asked to do anything, she would do it foolishly.
"The young mistress wants you to come in," the maid said absentmindedly to the butler.
A young man dressed in a blue robe walked in, standing not far from Xie Rong with his head slightly lowered. He was carrying a bunch of keys in his hand, and the servant who followed him in was carrying a stack of account books piled up like a small mountain.
Xie Rong was surprised that the butler of the Lu family's old mansion was so young, looking about the same age as a fool.
He made no attempt to hide his gaze, scrutinizing the man from head to toe.
He was very tall and had a very upright posture. He could bend over without hunching his back. The loose long gown looked great on him, and he didn't look like a clothes rack.
He doesn't look like a butler; he looks more like a former soldier.
"Look up," Xie Rong said, as another idiot fed him a shrimp.
Upon hearing this, the young man did not fully raise his head, but only slightly, revealing his handsome face so that Xie Rong could see it. His gaze remained quietly lowered, avoiding eye contact with Xie Rong.
Xie Rong thought coldly to himself, "As expected, the servants in this mansion are all born to be slaves!"
"Leave the keys and ledgers, and you can get out of here," Xie Rong said with a smile.
Butler Zhao's expression remained unchanged. He simply instructed the servants behind him to put away the account books and keys, saying, "From now on, young mistress, please feel free to give any instructions."
"Can I ask you for anything?"
Xie Rong got tired of eating shrimp and suddenly got angry halfway through his wicked plan. He turned away from the shrimp being offered to his mouth, glared at the man sitting next to him, and then grabbed the orange soda next to him and splashed it in the man's face. "All you do is peel shrimp! I think your brain got stupid from peeling shrimp!"
"Don't be angry, honey, eat some shrimp," Lu Chuan handed her a mountain of shrimp meat, wiping the orange soda off his face with a silly grin. "I'm not silly, I'll peel shrimp for you."
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