As soon as these words came out, Xue Zhilan understood: the grandmother had a tantrum in Chunfeng Garden, but no one paid attention to her, and the Xue family's daughter-in-law was not able to return to the kitchen, so she stopped. Many people in the mansion thought that she had seen the wind direction and dared not make trouble again. Haha, Xue Zhilan really wanted to tell them: Naive, too naive, do you think the grandmother will back down so easily? You all wait and see.
But why did she come to see Aunt Jing? Aunt Jing couldn't help at all. Did she come here to make some flower cakes? It was possible. The flowers in the house were the best ones arranged by Aunt Jing. The key point was that Aunt Jing was really useless. Even though she was beautiful, I didn't see how obsessed I was with her. She was useless.
Xue Zhilan thought about it slowly. As the meal didn't taste good, everyone didn't eat much and left. Before leaving, Su Nuannuan took Aunt Jing aside and talked a lot, and invited her to sit in Chunfeng Garden when she was free. Her words were very affectionate, which made Duan Tingxuan a little envious and jealous.
"Even if you want to win over Jing'er to work for you, you don't have to put in so much effort, right?" Duan Tingxuan said sourly on the way back to Chunfeng Garden.
"You are being mean." Su Nuannuan glanced at him and said, "Who said I was so enthusiastic just to win over Aunt Jing? I just talked to her for a few words and felt that we got along very well, so I naturally became close to her. Those close attitudes were not pretended, they were all from the bottom of my heart."
"Is it necessary? You are the wife of the prince. How can you be close to a concubine? It would be embarrassing to tell others about it. And don't blame me for not informing you in advance. Although Jing'er is not of high status, she is noble. Be careful that you will be rejected by others. You will regret it later."
The young marquis spared no effort to "provoke" her. It was obvious that every man would like to see his wife and concubine live in peace, but he just felt uncomfortable: How could Nuannuan be like this? I gave her advice with all my heart, and she was the only one in my heart and eyes, but she was so affectionate to a concubine, but always treated me coldly and with a frown, and she was so partial.
"Hey! Do you have any shame? Aunt Jing and I just said a few more words. Are you jealous?" Su Nuannuan glared at the scumbag. There was really no way to understand his train of thought.
The young marquis was immediately "angry and embarrassed" when his secret was exposed, but he had to pretend that he didn't care, otherwise wouldn't it confirm his wife's "accusation"? He turned his head away with pretended disdain: "Tsk. Who is jealous? I am jealous of you, haha, what kind of weird idea is this? I am just afraid that you will be so sincere to others, but you will not get anything in return and complain in the future."
"Then you don't have to worry about it. I think Sister Jing treats me very well. She is afraid and wary of men. But I am a woman. Before you came, we talked freely and got along very well. Since you came, she has been a little uncomfortable..."
"Su Mengnuan!"
Before he could finish, Duan Tingxuan yelled. Su Nuannuan was startled and looked at her husband with a red face and thick neck: "What...what are you doing? What's wrong? Are you having...epilepsy?"
Duan Tingxuan had a gloomy face and didn't say anything. Seeing that several wives and mothers passing by were looking over here, he grabbed Su Nuannuan and dragged her back to Chunfeng Garden quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he sent Cong Erhuaer away, who was panting and followed him. Then he said to Su Nuannuan in a serious tone: "Don't go to Jing'er's place in the future. I think there is something wrong between the two of you."
"What's wrong?" Su Nuannuan was a little confused: it was him who asked her to win over Aunt Jing, and now it was also him who told her seriously not to look for Aunt Jing again. What was going on?
"I heard that some concubines in the palace, because they don't get the rain and dew, and dare not do anything with the eunuchs, have an ambiguous relationship with the palace maids beside them..." Duan Tingxuan said in a deep voice. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He couldn't help but start to calculate if he competed with Aunt Jing for Nuannuan, what would be his chances of winning? The more he calculated, the more disappointed he became. He felt that he really had no competitiveness. After all, Nuannuan had given up on him.
The young marquis, who had fallen into paranoia by accident, was almost considering whether to move Concubine Jing to live in the outer house first. He had finally made Nuannuan feel a little good about him, and he was still hoping that they would be reunited one day. If his concubine got him halfway, how could he still have the face to live? He might as well find a piece of tofu and kill himself.
"You mean... love between two girls?" Su Nuannuan looked at Duan Tingxuan in disbelief: I never knew this guy had a talent for writing novels. Is he still the shrewd and treacherous prince of Anping Marquis Mansion? Just because he and Aunt Jing hit it off at first sight, he wrote a 100,000-word bloody lesbian novel about love at first sight?
"You don't really like her, do you? I've said Jing'er is..." Duan Tingxuan wanted to say that Aunt Jing is not interested in men, but before he could finish, he realized that his wife is not a stinky man like himself. She is gentle and beautiful. Aunt Jing has suffered since childhood, and suddenly there is such a person who is willing to be sincere to her. I'm afraid that if Su Nuannuan just beckons her finger, she will fall for him.
Thinking of this, the young marquis' mood immediately became worse. He shook his head vigorously, and changed his words halfway, saying angrily: "Forget it, Jing'er has never liked the Marquis' Mansion. It just so happens that the hot spring manor is about to be built. I think we should send her to live there."
"Why is it Aunt Jing? And not me?" Su Nuannuan found that Duan Tingxuan's psychology at this moment was really worth studying: he treated Aunt Jing, such a beauty, like a worn-out shoe; but he wanted to keep a tigress like me at home to cause trouble. What an incomprehensible way of thinking!
"Why would I send you away? To let you do whatever you want?" Duan Tingxuan was startled, then he grabbed Su Nuannuan's wrist, his tone more ferocious than ever before: "Don't even think about it, how could I let you leave my side?"
What was hidden under his vicious tone? Was he panicking? This scheming, dark-bellied scumbag actually had such an unconcealable panic in his eyes? He was afraid that I would leave him, and after imagining the bloody lesbian story, he first thought of sending Aunt Jing away instead of me. Was it because... he really had feelings for me now? Hmm! It could also be because he couldn't leave the food I cooked.
"Actually, if you just want to eat well, Xue family's daughter-in-law is very talented, I can serve her without reservation..." Although she knew she was playing with fire, Su Nuannuan didn't know what she was thinking, and she just played with the fire. It seemed that at this moment, her mind was a little out of control.
"Although I love food, I'm not so obsessed with food that I can't even make choices for it." Duan Tingxuan looked at Su Nuannuan seriously, "My affection for you is indeed due to food, but after all these days, can't you see it? My liking for you is different from liking those foods. Even if you suddenly can't cook now, I still like being with you, Nuannuan, do you remember what I said? If one day, I really like you, and I like you so much that I can't even control myself, I will love you, pamper you, and protect you, and slowly warm your heart back."
Love words must be accompanied by silent approach. When Su Nuannuan realized that the situation was not good, the two of them could already hear each other's breathing. She was inexplicably a little flustered. She quickly pushed Duan Tingxuan away and lowered her head and said, "You like me, so what about your other wives and concubines?"
Duan Tingxuan looked at Su Nuannuan in confusion, but soon understood: his wife wanted pure love, even if this request was totally against the rules of this society and was unorthodox, but as long as he couldn't do this, he would never get her again.
"I don't know." Duan Tingxuan sighed: "If I had met you earlier, I mean, if I had met you, maybe... I wouldn't have these troubles."
"Or maybe, it's still the same." Su Nuannuan smiled slightly: Playing with fire, once is enough, the most important thing is to extinguish the flames in time before it becomes a prairie fire.
"What do you mean?" The young marquis looked at his wife in confusion, but she brushed her hair and smiled faintly, "This is a man's bad nature. Oh! What I mean is that we are fine now. We can't be husband and wife, but we are a good pair of friends. In addition, I can tell you responsibly that Aunt Jing and I may become close friends in the future, but we will never become the kind of relationship you worry about."
"What makes you so sure?" Duan Tingxuan said in a depressed tone, "You don't like me, and Jing'er doesn't like me either. You two are so like-minded. With the same aspirations, who can be sure?"
"We can be just friends if we share the same ideals." Su Nuannuan rolled her eyes. "Just like you now... Um! Let me calculate, it seems like you haven't been to Grandma Lan and Grandma Yun's room for more than half a month, right? Did someone tell you that you can only be a monk for the rest of your life, so you would like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince or the Fourth Prince or the Second Prince who share the same ideals as you..."
"How is that possible?" Duan Tingxuan shouted, and then spat on the ground: "Puh! I've just been too busy these days. Who said I want to be a monk for the rest of my life? Nuannuan, even if you hate me, don't make such a vicious curse."
"Be content, this is just an analogy. If you really want to curse, I'll let a professional do it." Su Nuannuan raised her eyebrows. She was very glad that the sensitive topic just now was brought up like this.
"Professional?" The young marquis was puzzled.
"Honglian, you're a professional crow's mouth. If it doesn't work, I won't charge you." Su Nuannuan said as she gave a thumbs up to express her admiration for the professional level of her trusted girl. As a result, she saw that the young marquis' face was instantly covered with crows, and it turned completely black.
"That's it anyway." Realizing that she had brought up Duan Tingxuan's "painful" memories, the conscientious grandmother quickly brought the topic back to the original place without making a sound: "Just like you can never like men, I can never like women either."
"I hope you will do what you say. I will closely supervise you." With Su Nuannuan's assurance, Duan Tingxuan felt much more at ease, but he still did not forget to give a warning.
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