Chu Ping racked her brains, trying to figure out a way to get Song Tangyin hooked within ten days.
Chu Yuan knew exactly what Chu Ping would do, so she ignored her and instead tried to run away.
Having spent more than ten days indoors, even the most elegant and exquisite Song mansion had lost its novelty.
I'll go shopping and buy some things for Song Tangyin, using his money to please him.
Unexpectedly, it rained for several days in a row, and we couldn't go.
Lan Yue rummaged through the storeroom and found several bolts of cloth, in pale yellow and washed sky blue, to make two sets of autumn clothes each for Chu Yuan and Song Tangyin.
That's when they realized something was wrong with the things in the warehouse.
These things were always under Zhiyue's control. Lanyue cursed, "That heartless little hussy must have secretly taken them to sell!"
Chu Yuan didn't care about any of that. She wasn't going to stay in this world for long anyway. She would leave once she completed her mission, so she definitely wouldn't take any of her belongings with her. Besides, she didn't know which world the next world would be, so there was no point in taking them with her anyway.
She continued rocking in the porch, fanning herself, "Stop scolding me. Zhiyue has been crying while washing clothes these past two days. I'll ask my husband for a solution later."
"A wicked maid who betrayed her master and stole is someone Madam can deal with herself; there's no need to ask the son-in-law's opinion."
Chu Yuan smiled faintly, revealing two adorable dimples on her fair cheeks, making her incredibly sweet.
"You don't understand, Zhiyue... she loves her husband after all."
The thought of the wife and husband sitting together talking about another woman is quite amusing, given Song Tangyin's reserved and shy nature.
When Song Tangyin returned in the afternoon, Chu Yuan didn't manage to buy him a gift. Instead, he brought Chu Yuan some pastries from Zhenyaolou.
It's said that this pastry shop is very popular and requires a long queue.
Chu Yuan smiled and her eyes crinkled when she received the pastries. "Ayin, you came home an hour late, did you buy these pastries especially for me?"
Song Tangyin pretended to sip her tea, "No, I went to eat at the restaurant with my colleagues and brought it for you."
Men are not good at lying; the tips of their ears turn slightly red, and their eyelashes tremble like wings.
Hypocritical men, huh!
Chu Yuan didn't expose him. Her eyes shone like stars as she turned around and brought out her sewing basket. "I also have a gift for Ayin, but I'm still working on it."
Lan Yue did it all; she's very skillful. But Chu Yuan doesn't intend to tell the truth.
Song Tangyin raised his eyebrows, clearly quite pleased. Most of his ready-made clothes were bought from outside, and Chu Yuan rarely did any of them.
The original owner was mediocre at needlework and pursued perfection in everything, but she didn't know that what Song Tangyin wanted was always just a token of her affection.
Song Tangyin was very satisfied with her current treatment and couldn't help but eat an extra bowl of rice at dinner.
"Did they get a new cook?" He thought the food tasted much better.
Chu Yuan shook her head. "No, I cooked it myself. Did it suit A-Yin's taste?"
With her hands cupping her face, she possessed a delicate charm and a lively cuteness, her picturesque features making her seem as if she had stepped out of a painting.
Song Tangyin's breath caught in her throat as she watched.
Suddenly I understand the phrase "beautiful women bring disaster" a little better.
When a woman is beautiful enough to be a meal, she looks more delicious than any food.
To be honest, he was a little... unable to stand it anymore.
But there are still seven or eight days left!
Song Tangyin restrained herself and looked away, picking at the snow-white rice in her bowl. "Which doctor treated you to nourish your body? Have him come to the manor tomorrow to check if you're fully recovered."
Chu Yuan immediately realized that her seduction had worked.
Hmph! You ingrate! The original owner had three miscarriages for him, and he couldn't even wait a month?
No matter how intelligent or handsome a man is, he is still a creature driven by his lower body.
Chu Yuan pretended not to understand his excitement, "Alright, it's time to take his pulse. As for Mother, should I have the doctor take a look as well?"
Although Song Kangshi is annoying, she is still very useful to Chu Yuan in completing her mission, so nothing can happen to her.
Song Xiuer was not a peaceful person. In the original plot, in order to steal the old lady's private money, she poisoned the old lady. Of course, it was not fatal, but it would make the old lady fall into a coma and lose her memory.
Although it wouldn't happen for a long time, Chu Yuan still wanted to be on guard.
Song Tangyin glanced at Chu Yuan a few more times. Not only was she insightful, but she had also become more sensible. He was very pleased. "If you think it's good, then do it. If your mother makes things difficult for you later, tell me, and I'll talk to her."
Chu Yuan raised her face and smiled sweetly, "Okay."
Song Tangyin couldn't eat anymore and instructed Lan Yue, "Let's take this away."
He then went directly into the inner room, changed into casual clothes himself, and walked to the outer room while adjusting his cuffs.
Chu Yuan looked surprised, "Husband, aren't you reading today?"
"I'll sit with you for a while."
“I… I don’t need my husband to accompany me. I’m afraid it will delay your important business. It’s still early, so I’ll do some needlework.”
Chu Yuan felt that she must be completely oblivious to Song Tangyin's true feelings; only a fool wouldn't see that Song Tangyin's real intentions were not what they seemed.
Sure enough, Song Tangyin's eyes darkened for a moment, and then she turned back.
"I'll just read a book on the tatami for a while. I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to bed early."
"Okay, I'll be there in a bit." Chu Yuan continued her silly act, fixated on making clothes for Song Tangyin.
After finishing her work, Lan Yue spent some time with Chu Yuan. During this time, Song Tangyin wandered out twice to add tea and water, went to the restroom twice, and even asked where one of his books had gone, leaving Lan Yue completely bewildered.
Lan Yue realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed, "Madam, let's stop now, let's do it tomorrow."
Chu Yuan said, "The sleeves are just a few stitches away from being finished. Let's get it done."
Lan Yue was extremely anxious. "Oh dear, Madam, didn't you notice? The young master has been waiting for you!"
"He's waiting for me? What is he waiting for me for?" Chu Yuan was full of questions, but secretly she was laughing to herself.
Without a second thought, Lan Yue snatched the needle and thread from Chu Yuan's hands and pushed her into the inner room, saying, "Madam, it's late at night. Be careful not to hurt your eyes. I'll be right outside the door. Just call me if you need anything."
It's only a few days short of a month, and Lan Yue thinks it shouldn't matter.
The main concern is that if it goes on for any longer, won't the son-in-law be unable to resist finding someone else?
The Second Miss Chu Ping is watching me like a hawk all day long; it's too dangerous!
Chu Yuan first washed up in the side room before quietly walking inside.
Not every wealthy family has a large number of maids who serve them in every way. Song Tangyin was only a fifth-rank official, and he was aloof, preferred quiet, and disliked tedious tasks, so there weren't many servants in his household.
Even though she could hear Chu Yuan's footsteps, Song Tangyin tilted her ear and deliberately didn't move.
His eyes were fixed on the book, unmoving.
Clearly, he was angry with Chu Yuan.
Chu Yuan cursed the childish man in her heart, but slowly moved closer. Her thin clothes could not hide her beautiful figure. She wrapped her arms around Song Tangyin's waist from behind and, unsurprisingly, felt the man pause for a moment.
"My lord, I have something I'd like to ask you."
Song Tangyin's mouth was dry, and the words on the book seemed to float away, making them difficult for him to see clearly.
"Ahem..." He cleared his throat briefly and asked, "What is it?"
Before Chu Yuan could speak, he suddenly turned around, wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed her against the soft couch, closed his eyes, and kissed her fiercely.
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