"Well, this... everyone has their own preferences. Maybe Nuannuan just likes to dry beans at the door?" In fact, Duan Tingxuan knew that Su Nuannuan's behavior was full of malicious intent, but for the sake of the sweet pancakes he had eaten in the morning, he didn't mind defending her.
Xu Ranyun narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly. The reason why she didn't make it clear at the beginning was because she wanted to test her husband's attitude. Now that she finally found out, her heart sank involuntarily: It seems that the madam is right. For some reason, the master has developed pity and a desire to protect the three masters and servants of Meiyue Tower. This is not a good thing.
He glanced at Aunt Jiang who had been silent all this time. Sure enough, she understood immediately and stood up and said timidly, "Master, are you regretting it? Why are you always speaking in favor of the eldest lady? If that's the case, Master shouldn't have chased them to Meiyue Tower. What should we do now that things have come to this?"
"Who said I regretted it? I was just putting myself in your shoes... Well... people have different hobbies, right?"
Duan Tingxuan used a high voice to cover up his guilty conscience. In fact, ever since he became popular in Meiyue Tower, the young marquis has regretted his hasty decision more than once. Now he can't even open his mouth to take the master and servant back to the backyard. But even so, he can't admit in front of his wives and concubines that he was rash at the time. It's related to the young marquis's face, so he must be tough to the end, even if people say he is a dead duck.
Xu Ranyun was really irritated by her husband's stubborn attitude, and immediately sneered, "What are you yelling about? Don't be angry with us sisters, go and tell Grandma. Do you think the bean trap at the door was prepared for me? Haha! How can I have such a big face? Grandma doesn't know when I will go there. Tell me honestly, it was prepared for you, just waiting to trick you. You are still saying that everyone has their own preferences, and that Grandma may like to dry beans at the door, and that you should put yourself in her shoes. It's really funny."
"What? Prepared for me? This is impossible." Duan Tingxuan jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, shaking his head like a rattle: "Impossible, this is impossible. I just gave them rice and beans this morning. Honglian and Xiangyun were so happy at that time. How is it possible..."
The young marquis stopped talking before he finished speaking, not to mention the annoyance in his heart. Sure enough, he saw the wife and concubine opposite him with their eyes wide open like goldfish, their mouths wide open, enough to fit an egg, and they were obviously shocked to collapse. Before he could make any remedial measures, he heard Aunt Jiang screaming, "Master, what did you say? You went to Meiyue Tower and gave them something?"
"Ahem... that... I left them there for half a year, and suddenly I remembered to go check on them. Aren't you afraid they'd starve to death?" Duan Tingxuan said perfunctorily. He noticed that his husband's authority was showing signs of collapse in the eyes of his wives and concubines. His face darkened, and he decisively launched a strategy to divert the blame. He looked at Xu Ranyun seriously and said, "This is also because of your negligence, Ranyun. I heard that they haven't received their share for a long time."
Xu Ranyun was indeed a little flustered, and lowered his head slightly and said sadly: "Are you blaming me? I just said that there are many things to do and Meiyue Tower is far away, so I am inevitably negligent. Who is I? I have always planned everything out. When you sent them to Meiyue Tower that day, did you not think about the situation today? Why did you still send them there? Now you blame me again."
Duan Tingxuan was not confident to begin with, and seeing Xu Ranyun lower his head, he naturally stopped while he was ahead, and did not dwell on this issue any more. Anyway, the three masters and servants lived an extremely comfortable life in Meiyue Tower, so comfortable that his teeth itched when he thought about it. Yin paced on the ground for a few steps, thinking of what Xu Ranyun had just said, he could not help but asked with a dark face: "Are you serious? The warm bean trap... is it really prepared for me?"
"Can it be false?"
Seeing that her husband was still stubborn, Xu Ranyun couldn't help but sneer, "If you don't believe me, go ask her yourself. Anyway, I think she is not afraid of people. This morning, she shouted in front of me and the maids that she was not afraid of me, and said that the bean trap was prepared for you. If she didn't say so, would I dare to frame her?"
Duan Tingxuan's face had turned as black as ash at the bottom of a pot. He couldn't help but stamp his feet and said angrily: "This domineering woman is getting more and more outrageous. Let me see how I deal with her." After that, he turned away.
Aunt Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Xu Ranyun beside her sneer: "Haha! I knew it would be like this. I don't believe that the woman is so powerful, and I can still endure it? Then I'm not the master."
Aunt Jiang also laughed and said, "Isn't it? Although the master is passionate, he can't tolerate a woman riding on his neck. Even with a beauty like Grandma Lan, he didn't obey her in everything, let alone that jealous woman who has always been domineering and vicious? Now, Grandma can finally rest assured."
"Amitabha, I hope so." Xu Ranyun clasped her hands and prayed. From her behavior, it was clear that she still underestimated the huge influence of food on a hidden foodie, otherwise she would not have imagined that she could get rid of the trouble with just such a small thing.
Let's talk about Duan Tingxuan. After he hurried out, the setting sun had already reached the top of the mountain. Logically, he should have gone to pay his respects and talk to his grandmother and parents at this time, but he had something on his mind today, so he sent a little maid to tell the old lady and the master and his wife, and then he went straight to Meiyue Tower.
When he arrived at the gate, he saw that the balcony had been set up with tables and chairs. Su Nuannuan was sitting on a chair chatting with Xiangyun and Siping. When she saw him standing at the door, she did not stand up to greet him, but just smiled and looked at him, still talking about daily life. Xiangyun and Siping were both fidgeting, and the smiles on their faces were forced out, which looked uglier than crying.
What does this weird situation imply? Duan Tingxuan, who had fought with Su Nuannuan several times, immediately became alert. He stepped into the door and suddenly felt his feet slip slightly. He remembered Xu Ranyun's words and was so angry: Well, this damn woman has not given up on tricking me until now. And if you trick me, at least change your way. Your trick has been exposed, but you still don't repent and want to fool me. Do you look down on my wisdom?
The young marquis was enraged: "How dare you look down on me? Humph! This is intolerable. If I don't let you know how powerful I am this time, I will take your surname."
So many thoughts actually flashed through his mind in a flash. Duan Tingxuan didn't even look down at his feet. He stared at Su Nuannuan provocatively and walked over the beans step by step, very calmly and steadily. The beans he stepped on had turned into bean powder when he lifted his foot.
Su Nuannuan looked extremely surprised, as if she had not expected Duan Tingxuan's internal martial arts to be so powerful. Duan Tingxuan was very proud of himself, thinking to himself, "I asked you to set a trap for me, humph! You are so rebellious, setting a trap for me, what for? Murdering your own husband? If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will climb over my head, right? No, I can't indulge you with this bad habit."
As he thought about it, he felt that he had finally had a chance to vent the anger he had been accumulating these days. He turned his head in triumph and suddenly saw the anxious look on Siping's face. He was startled and thought to himself that it was not good. He was about to stop, but it was too late. He felt as if his feet touched something hard, and then there was a slight sound of a spring bouncing.
At this unavoidable moment, Duan Tingxuan's years of persistent training finally played a huge role. At the last second, he suddenly raised his body, flipped twice in the air, and landed in a safe place after seeing the trap on the ground clearly. After he settled down, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Not far behind him, a dozen mousetraps with cold light flashing were lined up in a row, and their wide-open mouths seemed to be laughing at him.
"You crazy woman." The young marquis jumped onto the steps at lightning speed, pointed at Su Nuannuan's nose and yelled, "Just because I came to eat a few meals with you, you want to murder your husband? It's not enough to set up a trap, you also set up a long snake formation with mousetraps, you...don't go too far."
If the surprise on her face just now was a little bit pretended, then Su Nuannuan now really has a kind of admiration for this scumbag: he was able to dodge such a meticulous plan, and most importantly, was that a light skill just now?
When she thought of this, the woman's eyes immediately sparkled like a hungry wolf. She stood up suddenly, showing her warmest smile, and walked forward without saying anything, grabbed Duan Tingxuan's hands and shook them violently, as if she had seen her closest relative, and said excitedly in a trembling voice: "What was that move just now? Chasing away the cicada in eight steps? Crossing the river on a reed? Crossing the water on duckweed? Lingbo light steps? Swallows skimming the water three times? Walking on snow without leaving a trace? Oh, what on earth was that? Give me a straight answer."
Duan Tingxuan blinked hard, looking at the crazy excited woman in front of him in disbelief, and stammered, "You... don't talk nonsense, tell me... tell you, you... you have successfully angered... angered me today... This matter... is not over yet, don't think that I will... Hmm? What's that smell? Why is it so fragrant? Did you stew those two ducks?"
Siping Zhengxing watched his master domineeringly scolding the grandmother. Although his words were not very fluent, his momentum still highlighted the majesty of the head of the family. Who knew that when he was worshipping her, the master suddenly changed his tone and said, "Why don't you finish what you are saying? Don't think that you will be fine just because the grandmother pleases you? Why did he suddenly change the topic to the two ducks?"
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