Chapter 111 Thoughts
Just now, because of the conversation with Cheng Gongjin, Mu Huaian recalled what happened two years ago. At this moment, hugging Yu Qinghuan, he felt much more at ease.
Seeing Cheng Gongjin looking over here, Yu Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable, but it was difficult to tell Mu Huaian, so she could only whisper in his ear: "Huaian, come inside, I'm cold."
Mu Huaian nodded, let go of the person in his arms, but held her hand tightly and took her to his room.
In fact, the moment his eyes met Yu Qinghuan's, Cheng Gongjin looked away. He had no interest in love between men and women, and could not understand why Mu Huaian was so emotionally affected by a woman, and he could not understand why he was spending his time on a woman or competing with other men.
What he wants to do in this life is to hand over the Cheng family intact to the next person.
Hearing the footsteps fading away, Sang Ru felt like crying but had no tears. The lady left in such a carefree manner that she had completely forgotten that she had a maid, leaving her here alone to face Lord Cheng.
Even without looking up, she could feel the pressure coming from Lord Cheng, which made her dare not breathe. She felt that he was more terrifying than the crown prince.
Just when Sang Ru was thinking that she would not be able to get through this matter unless the lady compensated her with some money, Cheng Gongjin had already walked away.
At this time, Mu Huaian brought Yu Qinghuan into the study. The room was warm, and he put the fox fur he had taken off aside.
Yu Qinghuan was attracted by the paintings hanging on the wall. The painting showed a cat walking out from the weeds. The kitten looked very cute and the painting was out of place in the study.
Seeing that there was no signature on the painting, she asked curiously, "Huai'an, did you draw this?"
Mu Huaian walked behind her, looked at the picture on the wall, smiled and said, "No, that was drawn by my teacher."
Yu Qinghuan was speechless. She thought that this painting was painted by Mu Huaian. After all, such a cute little cat did not look like something that could be painted by someone as serious and old-fashioned as Lord Cheng.
Looking at the painting, Mu Huaian's memories were brought back to the past.
"That was the cat that the teacher picked up and raised. Two years ago, the cat got lost. The teacher wanted to burn the painting, but I kept it as a reminder."
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but ask, "Emperor Cheng looks serious and old-fashioned, but he actually keeps a cat?"
The smile on Mu Huaian's face gradually faded. He did not respond to Yu Qinghuan, but could not help but think of the past.
The teacher was not this temperamental before. Everything started two years ago. He kept this painting, and what he missed was more than just the cat.
Mu Huaian put his arm around Yu Qinghuan's waist from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "We have to be good."
Sensing the change in the mood of the person behind him, although she didn't know what unpleasant thing he was thinking about, Yu Qinghuan still smiled and agreed, gently covering the back of his hand, "Yeah."
A warm feeling surged in Mu Huaian's heart.
The two sat down on wooden chairs and looked through old calligraphy and paintings and music scores.
Yu Qinghuan's fingertips stroked the red jade bracelet on her wrist back and forth, and finally took it off and placed it next to Mu Huaian's hand, "Huaian, you should take this bracelet back. It doesn't fit me."
Thinking of Cheng Gongjin's words, she thought it was just an ordinary bracelet, but who knew it was actually an item of the Cheng family, and it was indeed not suitable for her to wear.
Mu Huaian was startled, his fingertips suddenly tightened, the smile on his face faded slightly, but his eyes looking at Yu Qinghuan were still gentle, "Why is it inappropriate?"
Yu Qinghuan moved her red lips, but didn't know what to say.
Seeing her embarrassment, Mu Huaian vaguely guessed the reason, "But what did my teacher tell you?"
Yu Qinghuan didn't say anything, but took Mu Huaian's hand and stuffed the bracelet into his hand, "Just take it back."
If I carry it with me, and it gets bumped or recognized by someone one day, something bad might happen.
Mu Huaian was silent for a long time, and did not force Yu Qinghuan anymore. He put the bracelet aside, raised his eyes and smiled at her, "Okay, then I'll give you another one another day."
Yu Qinghuan's lips curled up slightly, "Yeah."
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That evening, the Duke's wife's birthday banquet began. Yu Qinghuan was about to sit at the last seat when Chen Niao pulled her to the front.
Her action attracted the attention of others, especially Lady Cheng, the wife of Duke Dingguo.
During the day, Cheng had not seen Yu Qinghuan. When she saw Chen Niao approaching her, she couldn't help but take a few more glances. After seeing Yu Qinghuan's appearance clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
There are many beautiful women in the capital, but when she saw the one in front of her, she couldn't think of anyone else who could compare with her.
She whispered to the maid beside her, "Whose wife is that who is approaching Miss Chen? Why haven't I seen her before?"
The old woman took a look and whispered back, "Madam, that is the wife of the Marquis of Ningyuan."
She had also met him once during the day, and because of his outstanding appearance, she remembered him.
Cheng suddenly realized and looked at her a few more times. It was a pity that Wang was a mean person and must not be able to stand such a beautiful daughter-in-law.
With such outstanding appearance, it is no wonder that the Ningyuan Marquis insisted on marrying her.
Cheng suddenly remembered that she had not sent anyone to deliver the invitation to the Ningyuan Marquis's residence, after all, she did not like Wang Shi, but now, the Ningyuan Marquis's wife was sitting here...
She suddenly thought of the incident two days ago when her son came to her to ask for a post, and it was obvious that he had invited this person.
A few years ago, a servant from the farm came to report that his son was in frequent contact with a widowed lady in the farm and seemed to have fallen in love with her.
At that time, she thought that her son had been depressed for two years, and it was rare for him to have a girl he liked. There were many widows or remarried after divorce in this dynasty, so it was not a big deal.
She even lit three incense sticks in the ancestral hall to bless her son with a smooth marriage.
At this moment, the thoughtful Cheng couldn't laugh anymore. Her hand holding the cup was still shaking. She had already guessed what had happened.
The son must have fallen in love with his good friend because he died early and took good care of his wife.
But now, Marquis Ningyuan has returned!
He even invited her to his house openly. Could it be that he wanted to forcibly seize her wife?
Cheng's hand holding the cup was shaking more and more. The maid beside her didn't understand why, so she stepped forward, held Cheng's hand, and dropped it on the table to prevent the cup from being knocked over.
At this moment, the male relatives took their seats on the other side of the screen.
Cheng Gongjin changed into a robe and walked in front, followed by Mu Huaian, and there were also several male relatives who came to the banquet with their mothers.
As soon as he sat down, Cheng Gongjin picked up the tea on the table and took two sips, already looking like he wanted to leave.
Mu Huaian looked at the screen, but unfortunately he could not see anything, so he could only look away.
Looking at Cheng Gongjin and then at her own son, Cheng's heart was bleeding. What sin had she committed?
He was thirty-three years old and still unmarried, and there were even rumors in Beijing that he was a homosexual.
The other one nearly lost his life, got hurt in the face, and ruined his good marriage with the Chen family. Now... he's fallen for a married woman!
Oh my God, please send some thunder and kill yourself.
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