Shulan couldn’t help but laugh, "Madam, there’s no use getting angry at this brush."
Xin He glared at her, making Shulan closed her mouth in embarrassment.
After giving vent to her anger for a while, Xin He had no choice but to pick up the writing brush again and ponder deeply. If she could not complete her "assignment" today, she fears that the workload would double tomorrow. She had finally experienced the power of this childish man.
"If we’d known this would happen, we should have listened to my advice and not written these love letters...and they’re so...you know the master’s temper, it would be strange if he didn’t get angry now." Thinking about it, Shulan couldn’t help but sigh.
Just when they had finally pacified the Master, a stack of love letters arrived unexpectedly, reigniting his suppressed anger.
Xiaoyu suddenly asked, "But why did Miss Fifth of the Song family suddenly send these letters back?"
If it weren’t for this unusual move from Miss Fifth of the Song family, their lord might never have known about these things.
Shulan silently thought to herself: What people don’t know can’t hurt them, which means we should live our lives openly, otherwise we could be in for a nasty surprise one day.
Xin He fell into deep thought, and Xiaoyu tentatively said, "Madam, do you think this was intentional on the part of Miss Fifth of the Song family?"
Xin He scoffed lightly, "Do you think she’s smart enough for that?"
Xiaoyu pursed her lips, "Well, you’re right."
If Song Ya Lan had been so clever, how could she have been manipulated so easily and ended up in this predicament?
Xin He spoke softly, "Given Song Ya Lan’s intelligence, the only reason she sent these letters was an act of desperate struggle."
Shulan stared blankly, "What do you mean?"
"On the surface, she’s returning the letters, but in reality, she wants her lover to see the objects and think of her, hoping to rekindle his affection for her. Even if her scandal with another man has spread throughout Yu State, she still harbors a small hope, hoping her lover can tolerate her due to his feelings for her, and maybe even marry her," Xin He smiled wryly. "As for Song Ya Lan, she might be dim-witted, yet she does show some petty cunning. However, when you consider her clever, she really is foolish."
"Pooh!" Shulan scoffed resentfully, "Does she think she’s worthy of our lord just because of that? She’s not even fit to carry his shoes."
Xin He massaged her temples and spoke softly, "Let it be. She’s going to marry Sun Yaowen soon. Nothing’s going to change that."
However, it had to be admitted that this Song Ya Lan had dealt her an unexpected blow. The most troublesome thing was people who acted unexpectedly due to their stupidity. She really should thank her. Otherwise, how could Mu Houchu be so furious now?
Thinking about her tormenting love-letter-writing life in the next three plus months, Xin He felt like crying.
This woman really is stupid." Xiaoyu, always reticent, gave a straightforward evaluation.
Xin He laughed, "Yes, if it were me, I wouldn’t stupidly send these love letters back but announce it to the world publicly instead. Claiming her lover, Mu Lang, has had an affair with her, and force Mu Houchu to marry her."
However, Shulan laughed and said, "Even if she did that, those letters aren’t the master’s writings. In the end, the one who gets embarrassed would only be her."
In this situation, their madam was the winner from the beginning. There was no possibility of a comeback for either Song Ya Lan or Yi Ling.
However, Xin He sighed, "But I didn’t expect this foolish woman’s unexpected last-ditch move to put me in a spot."
What perturbs Xin He now was this love letter assignment.
Shulan couldn’t help but laugh, clenching her teeth, her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.
Xin He scolded them discontentedly, "I can’t write with you both standing here."
Shulan bowed with a smile, "Yes, yes, I shall take my leave to let the madam concentrate."
With that, she and Xiaoyu left the room together.
Xin He continued to sit in front of the window, biting the writing brush in thought.
The words must not be too lovey-dovey nor insincere, and she can’t paraphrase from novellas. The demands of this foul man were simply too much – she had already racked her brains to barely manage it. The letter she submitted yesterday was not satisfactory to him, and he demanded a rewrite!
Xin He was genuinely in a dilemma. What could she possibly think up? She had already praised him over and over again!
Xin He truly regretted it now. If she had known it would lead to this, she wouldn’t have written those damn love letters. They brought trouble, not just on him but her as well!
Looking at the drizzle outside, Xin He inexplicably thought of the heavy snow in Yangluo Bay two years ago. The village in winter was quiet. They had gone out into the fields, but on their way back, the snow made it hard to walk. She was exhausted and couldn’t walk straight, so he carried her home.
At that time, she had not decided to be with him, nor had she thought that she would marry him, bear his child, and stand with him through various trials and tribulations.
At that time, leaning on this man’s solid back, her heart pounded inexplicably. Despite the heavy snow, she felt a warm fuzziness in her heart. The distance was short, merely from one end of the village to the other, yet it felt so long that it unknowingly seeped into her heart before she even realized.
Xin He’s eyes softened, and a faint smile graced her lips. She wrote, "This grumpy man once carried me home in the snow. He was so considerate that he wanted to cook ginger soup for me because he was worried about my wet shoes. I don’t know if there’s a better man out there, but I think he’s the best. He’s so good that even his irritating temper is lovable."
Xin He wrote the love letter as smoothly as flowing water. When she was done, she set down her brush, exhaled lightly, and gazed idly at the rain outside the window. She gently rubbed her round belly and whispered, "Ah Guai, your dad may be a little childish, have a foul temper and be domineering, but he’s good to your mom, and he’ll be good to you too. Mom loves him, so you must love him too, okay?"
Her stomach gave a tiny kick. Xin He laughed, "Ah Guai, you’re such a good baby."
——
At this time, the mood was rather gloomy at the Song family.
Nothing could be worse than this year!
The arranged marriage of the eldest prince and Song Yalin ran into problems. Then, following closely after, Song Ya Lan caused such a scandal. The elder of the Song family was so distressed and angry that he’s got several more gray hairs.
As for the Song family head, he was beside himself with worry and urgency. As a person of concern, Song Ya Lan was almost as anxious, but not about the scandal, but about the item she had sent out.
"What’s going on? I sent those letters days ago. Why has there been no word back? Did that boy I asked to deliver the letters not send them at all?" Song Ya Lan said anxiously.
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