Chapter 69
"Madam, wake up!"
She was pushed and shaken to get up. Perhaps because she was too restless last night, he didn't wake her up when he got up this morning.
Qingzhu looked at her red lips, which showed no trace of wiping. She felt dizzy and kept muttering, "It's over, it's over!"
"What's over?"
Yue Qingning sat up and pushed the quilt away. Qingzhu slapped her eyes when she saw her neatly-tied wedding dress, and knelt beside the bed as if she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
He was still muttering something like "I knew it... wouldn't work..."
Yue Qingning felt uncomfortable wearing makeup all night. Seeing that she started to act exaggeratedly again, she didn't wait for her. She got up, took off her wedding clothes, and removed her makeup with the hot water that had just been brought in from the side room.
Qingzhu was still chewing her fingers on the other side of the screen, and she didn't respond when Yue Qingning called her over.
She had no choice but to come over and ask her, and ask Qingzhu to find some clothes for her.
"Madam, last night..."
Qingzhu held a light yellow shirt and draped it over her, holding the cuffs with one hand to adjust them, and pulling out her half-foot-long black satin hair with the other.
She wanted to say something but didn't know how to put it because she had never been married.
She had long looked down on Que Ming. Although she had changed her tone and addressed him as "Sir", she still looked down on him in her heart. Indeed, this Que Ming! Even after getting married, he couldn't act like an ordinary man. He was really a useless guy!
Qingzhu was secretly complaining in her heart, but her face had already shown her reluctance. She pouted her lips and pinched her eyes, disliking the new husband chosen by the young lady.
Yue Qingning saw her pouting through the mirror and couldn't help laughing.
"Were they having a blast in the front yard last night? I could hear them laughing from here."
She avoided talking about that matter, so Qingzhu just changed the subject.
"Last night, Lord Xu made them drink quite a bit of wine. Afterwards, he drank too much and hid under the table to avoid the alcohol. When they dragged him out, he started running around the yard again. The shouts Madam heard were mostly from the people who were trying to catch him."
Yue Qingning couldn't stop laughing when he heard it. Thinking that he didn't see the lively scene yesterday with his own eyes, he suddenly felt a little regretful.
Que Ming was supposed to have three days off as a newlywed, but he had a lot of work to do. Although editing was an idle job, the teacher would not let such a good person like him go unused, so he called him to work early in the morning.
In the evening, when the sun had already set, the young Yue man came back from the government office, covered in dust. When he saw her, he covered his face and spoke.
"Let me take a bath first and then we can talk."
Yue Qingning was waiting for him to eat. He had eaten some snacks earlier and was not hungry now, so he asked the kitchen to heat up the food and wait for the adults.
When the servants brought the food down, she was left alone in the yard, and only then did she realize the change in her identity as the mistress.
These things were originally done by her mother, and now it was her turn. She was not used to everyone revolving around her.
After tidying up his clothes, Yue Qingning had nothing to do, so he thought about how he had just left in such a hurry and wondered if he had brought any change of clothes. Should he find him some clothes to change into?
He stood up and went to the east wing, asking Qingzhu to bring him a sky-blue robe.
But the Qingzhu people had not returned yet, and someone was already calling for help from inside the room. Yue Qingning looked at the deserted courtyard that had been deserted because of her, and thought that there was nothing for the two of them to avoid now, so she responded and pushed the door open.
The room was filled with fog and she couldn't see clearly what was in front of her. She took two steps forward and wanted to ask Que Ming what he wanted.
But suddenly, she felt a pressure from behind her. Before she turned around, she heard the tall and thin shadow looming over her head and holding her wrist.
"Don't look back!"
Yue Qingning was already panicking, and now he was even more afraid to move.
She could only feel his hand moving down along her wrist until it inserted into the gap between her fingers, completely wrapping around her fingers, their palms together, bringing a moist and warm heat.
Her eyes darted around and she accidentally saw half of his bare forearm, which reminded her of his current situation.
The heat suddenly rushed through her back like lightning, and her legs became weak and she could not stand.
"I...I saw no one was outside, so I thought you might have forgotten to take a change of clothes."
She had some ambiguous explanations, but in fact, she didn't need to explain, as Que Ming understood that the young lady was always a saint, and he was the only dirty one.
He knew she would come in when he heard her response, but he still tried to seduce her in this way.
But would his trick work? Would a saint condescend to earth to satisfy him just because of his despicable little actions?
Thinking of this, he began to feel timid again, and his hand that was clasped with hers loosened an inch.
It happened that Qingzhu also came back at this time. Seeing that there was no lady at the door, she knocked on the door and indicated that she had brought the clothes.
Thus, the weight on his shoulders lightened silently, and by the time he said to come in, he had returned to the other side of the screen and become a gentleman again.
Qingzhu was a little surprised to see that it was the young lady behind the door, but her mind worked quickly. She thought of the great time in the wedding night last night, and also thought of the young lady rushing over to get his clothes today.
After a while, the image of Que Ming in her mind became that of a truly useless person.
She thought, since nothing could be done last night, even though the lady had followed him here today, she still couldn't make him act like a man.
She was even more angry that her daughter married such a useless man. She didn't ask him for wealth and glory. Even the house was given by the master. The only thing left to look at was his appearance, and even this was not acceptable!
Qingzhu was so angry that she even thought about persuading the girl to divorce. What's the point of living with such a useless man?
But look at the young lady, she walked out of the mist, her legs went weak, and she almost fell into her arms. Her face was obviously flushed, and she didn't look like she had escaped from the intoxication of that man's appearance.
I can only swallow the words I want to persuade you.
She helped the man to stand, walked into the house, threw the green robe on the chair, walked out angrily without looking back, and closed the door.
She thought that she should still call her "Miss" instead of "Madam", as Que Ming was not worthy of being called "Miss Madam".
Yue Qingning was also a dull person. She had not yet recovered from the atmosphere just now. When she heard Qingzhu calling her girl again, she just followed her obediently without realizing anything was wrong.
Until it was time to go to bed at night, when Qingzhu finished serving the young lady and was about to leave, she glared at Que Ming fiercely.
This made him think that he had done something wrong again, so he was punished by standing there with his book in hand for a long time until Yue Qingning came over and led him to the bed.
"Why does Qingzhu still call you girl?"
He was a timid person and didn't dare to ask himself directly what he had done wrong, so he used Qingzhu's question to ask her indirectly whether she had done anything wrong.
But the eldest lady had no idea about the twists and turns here, and shook her head to defend her.
"It's probably because I haven't gotten used to it yet and haven't changed."
As she spoke, she took off her coat and went to bed. Que Ming followed behind her, feeling hesitant to follow her or not.
He just felt that he was not even a man in the eyes of the lady. Maybe if it were someone else, she would blush before taking off her clothes, but in front of him, she was too relaxed and casual. Did he have no sense of existence at all?
He also wanted to go into the tent, but if the lady asked him why he came, what would he say?
Thinking about it, I always feel that I have been tortured too much by my father-in-law these days. It would be better if he was busier during the day. Otherwise, he would face her day and night, always thinking about dirty things, which would be a shame for the sage books I have read over the years.
Thinking this way made it even more impossible for him to enter the tent. He sat on the narrow couch beside him, holding a book.
There was a small table in the middle with a small lamp on it for him to read.
He carefully looked at the document in his hand, trying to find the culprit behind the scenes from the words, but the light flickered, and he became more and more sleepy the more he read. He was usually lazy, but today he was completely exhausted.
He only looked at it for two moments before his head nearly fell on the table, threatening to make her laugh.
It was a torture he had never experienced before, even when he was reciting those boring theories of sages. After enduring it for a moment, he almost fell asleep.
Just as he was about to nod his head on the table, a hand suddenly came out of the air to hold his chin and hold him safely in its hand.
Now he is not sleepy at all!
Que Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at her standing in front of him in her pajamas. Her long black hair was not tied up, but was scattered on her shoulders and hung down softly along the lapels of her clothes.
He also wanted to turn into a strand of her hair, clinging softly to her, never leaving her.
But now, he had to get up.
Yue Qingning saw that he was busy all day long. He went out to run errands for his father before dawn and returned home after dark. He didn't even sleep at night and had to read documents for a long time.
She was really furious. She knew her father's character. He would make the best use of all his subordinates in the officialdom and push them around to do work like mules or horses.
Now it was his own son-in-law's turn, and his own disciple was even more ruthless. It hadn't even been a day since the wedding, but he was already so busy, for fear that others wouldn't know that he was a laborer of the Yue family.
She snatched the document from his hand and asked him angrily.
“Does this have to be finished today?”
Que Ming wanted to say no, but seeing her puffed up face, he nodded cautiously.
Yue Qingning knew that this was the homework assigned by his father. He sat down opposite him with his hands on his hips and said, "I'll help you read it. Don't read it by yourself!"
As he spoke, he began to read to him bit by bit, starting from the first paragraph.
What the document mentioned was actually not a big deal. It was that local officials complained about the serious corruption and that the money for maintaining integrity was not enough for a county magistrate to spend. They requested the Ministry of Revenue to allocate more funds every year, or at least not force certain officials to plunder the people.
As the Minister of Revenue, my father must have felt very annoyed when he saw these documents being handed to him every day.
It's called the "anti-corruption pension," but it doesn't actually maintain integrity. Add to that the various expenses for honoring officials in Beijing every year, and even the local officials who are on good terms with my father can say such things. This must have spawned a nest of rats and ants.
Yue Qingning sighed as she read. Seeing that her face looked even worse, Que Ming hurried over to persuade her.
"This matter has been going on for a long time. You can't come up with a solution right now. If you want to make a move, you have to address the root cause."
Yue Qingning was puzzled, "Where is the root cause?"
Que Ming's expression suddenly became extremely calm.
"Where was the Double Ninth Festival banquet held last year?"
She was about to speak when she suddenly realized where the root of this stubborn disease came from. It was a big deal that they actually wanted to do it, or even dared to think about it, which was a big deal that would cost them their lives.
Seeing her pale face, Que Ming comforted her: "There will always be someone to do it. If it's not me, then I will be the last one to do it. I think it's most suitable for me to do it. After all, I have nothing and can't be burdened..."
Having said this, he suddenly felt that he couldn't go on. He was implicated, and it was right in front of him.
Yue Qingning looked at him seriously, and her sharp mind immediately thought of who he was considering, so she closed the document and said softly.
"At worst, I can help you carry the coffin. It's not a difficult task."
"Besides, it's still unclear who will go first between the two of us!"
There was a prince behind her who was watching her covetously, and the matter of life and death was really hard to say. The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and unlike others, they did not avoid the topic. Instead, they talked all night until dawn.
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