The look on Marquis Mu Houchu was normal, without any discomfort. Still, a faint chill that overcast his pupils was enough to tell Ling Feng that he was not pleased!
"You’re asking me about such a tiny matter?" Marquis Houchu corner of his lips curled up in a slight smile, though the smile seemed forced.
It was the first time Ling Feng saw his master smiling at him, a smile put on with much effort! Ling Feng was wondering if he was dreaming.
However, this forced smile was so cold that it would have been better not to smile at all. The goosebumps came all over him.
Ling Feng was uncomfortable with Marquis Houchu’s smile. And why would Marquis Houchu willingly smile at him? He was only controlling his temper, worried that chastising Ling Feng might upset Xin He and harm the baby.
This culminated in such a bizarre scene.
Ling Feng felt that his master’s smile was more daunting than no smile, so he quickly explained, "I dare not! It’s just that the Le Yuanhou intended marriage with the Duan Family, that even involves the Emperor’s opinion, is under the watch of everyone. Your response to this marriage could influence how people see your attitude toward the Duan family or the Emperor."
In other words, Mu Houchu’s congratulatory gift to Duan Lan represented more than just a gift to him, but it also stated his identity and stance.
Of course, as for whether or not to give a gift and what kind of gift to give, it all depended on Marquis Mu Houchu’s decision.
This was such a significant matter that Ling Feng didn’t dare to decide on his own.
Xin He started thinking; "You’re right, whether you send a gift or not or what type of gift you send can be seen as a representation of your attitude towards the Duan Family and the Emperor. We can’t take that lightly."
Marquis Mu Houchu looked at her, his smile becoming warmer. He gently reassured, "Don’t worry, I’ve got it all figured out. Your only job is to stay healthy and take care of the baby."
Marquis Houchu’s tenderness was somewhat uncharacteristic for Ji Xinhe...
But Ji Xinhe couldn’t find anything wrong with it. She couldn’t just say to him, "Could you stop being so kind to me?"
She wasn’t a masochist!
However, she felt that Marquis Houchu’s constant gentleness was unbelievable. She hadn’t been able to adjust to it yet.
The man was now restraining his temper all for the sake of their unborn child. The lovable man was her husband.
Xin He smiled and said, "You should handle it then."
Marquis Houchu spoke gently, "Wait for me a moment, I will be right back."
After giving her hand a gentle squeeze, he got up and left.
Ling Feng couldn’t help but swallow. He doubted his own eyes. How could he witness such a miraculous scene?
Has the master’s temper improved?! Has the master started to be gentle?!
Wasn’t that their blessing as subordinates?!
Before Ling Feng could fully appreciate his thought, he was slapped away by Marquis Houchu right after they left Ji Xinhe’s courtyard.
"You sure are bold, mentioning Duan Lan in front of my wife. Do you think I’ve become too lenient with you, so that you’ve become defiant?" Marquis Houchu’s squinted his eyes, his lips drawn in a tight line, giving off a threatening aura.
Ling Feng picked himself up while clutching his chest and hastily said, "I dare not!"
"Get out!"
"I will leave immediately!" Ling Feng was just about to run away when he ran back, "Regarding Young Master Duan’s wedding, should we send a gift or not?"
Marquis Houchu’s aura fluctuated, his face icy cold, "Of course we’ll send one, why wouldn’t we?"
Ling Feng shivered, the scene in the madam’s room was indeed an illusion, his master would never smile at him!
You see, the master’s temper is still as volatile, and still as terrifying as ever!
Ling Feng believed that Master Marquis Houchu’s smile at him was definitely an illusion, but he was certain that Marquis Houchu’s smile at his wife was real. Who else in the world could make him do it?
After giving Ling Feng a dressing down, Marquis Houchu returned to the room.
Xin He was idly reading on the soft couch, and when she saw him return, she propped herself up, "You’re back so soon?"
Marquis Houchu’s menacing aura vanished instantly as soon as he entered the room, and he smiled gently, "It was a trifling matter, I only had to give instructions, of course it was swift."
Xin He didn’t think too much about it and replied, "Oh."
"Once it gets dark, don’t read anymore. It’s bad for your eyes, even reading with lit lamp isn’t good. If you want to read something, I can read it out for you." Marquis Houchu gently took the book from her hand.
Regardless of what book Xin He wanted to read, they were all books he had read before.
Xin He looked at the man in front of her, who had a mild expression on his face, and finally couldn’t help but say, "Mu Houchu."
Marquis Houchu pulled a slight smile, "Actually, it is more appropriate for you to call me husband."
Xin He, "..."
If it were in the past, this man would likely go black-faced and reply coldly: What did you call me?
Is this familiar but strange man really her husband...
"Husband..." Xin He rubbed her temples.
"What’s the matter?" Marquis Houchu’s smile warmed a few degrees.
"Can you speak properly?" Xin He looked at him and commented.
Marquis Houchu: "..."
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This New Year was extraordinarily lively because they had spent the last New Year in the capital city, and Xin He had already hoped that they could return to Yangluo Bay to celebrate the New Year back then, therefore, this year, Marquis Houchu took her back to Yangluo Bay.
They celebrated it together with Ji Dong and his wife.
Marquis Houchu didn’t have many customs to follow; after all, Xin He didn’t have many relatives. As long as she was happy, he didn’t have to care much about the rules and could celebrate the New Year at Ji Dong’s home. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Xiao Cui had just given birth to a boy a few days ago. A one-month-old baby was incredibly adorable. His name was Han Bao.
Xiao Bei was somewhat dissatisfied with his little nephew, "Our family only has boys, we don’t have a girl."
What Xiao Bei meant was that they didn’t have any little girls.
Han Bao seemed to feel that he was being rejected, so he wrinkled his little face out of hurt feelings and was about to cry.
Xiao Cui promptly took him out to comfort him.
Ji Dong slapped Xiao Bei on the forehead and scowled at him, "Stop talking nonsense."
Xiao Bei felt wronged and ran to Ji Xinhe for comfort.
Xin He chuckled and consoled him, "Xiao Bei, be a good boy, sister will try to give birth to a niece for you."
"Alright, don’t spoil him. He becomes more and more of a handful." Ji Dong chided laughingly, "Go and play outside, stop wreaking havoc in here."
Xin He patted Xiao Chai’s head and chuckled, "Go and play with Xiao Bei outside with the other kids in the village. It’s Chinese New Year, let loose."
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