Jin Yue, knowing what was happening, said nothing more. After a moment's thought, she said, "Since Madam has made up her mind, may I ask Butler Pei to send another bed?"
Song Huan's eyes lit up. Can it be done this way?
She likes the corruption of rich people.
He immediately smiled and wrote another word on the paper: OK.
Jin Yue went out to find Butler Pei.
At this time, Song Huan looked out the window again and found that the guard named Pei Chen was no longer in Huichunyuan.
Pei Chen.
The name sounded unfamiliar to her.
The story of "My Husband Has Power Over the World" begins one year later. It is the story of Pei Yan and the people around him. It starts when he rescues the heroine of the book in Ning County in northern Xinjiang and ends with his death and the disappearance of the Pei family army.
The book also mentions Pei Yan's personal bodyguard, but that person's name is Pei Shen, not Pei Chen.
From Pei Chen to Pei Shen, what happened in between?
On the third hour after her second time traveling, Song Huan discovered to her dismay that she was still playing a blind game...
Woo woo woo!
I feel wronged! I want to cry!
Butler Pei worked very quickly. In just an incense stick of time, he had someone carry a fine rosewood bed into the study.
The east side of the study room only had a beauty couch and a low table, which was spacious enough that even with another bed it wouldn't feel crowded. Instead, it looked well-proportioned, as if a bed was meant to be placed next to the beauty couch.
Song Huan's throat now seemed to be suppressed by the devil, and he couldn't hum a single word.
Butler Pei seemed to want to say something to Song Huan, but all Song Huan could do in response was smile, and smile again.
After a few simple words, Butler Pei realized that it was impossible to have a conversation with Song Huan, so he bowed and left.
Song Huan smiled again, then nodded slightly.
have no choice.
If her throat didn't hurt from uttering even a single word, she would definitely have held on to Butler Pei.
Butler Pei has been working in the Pei Mansion for more than 30 years. He is undoubtedly the person who knows the entire mansion best, and may even be the person who knows Pei Yan best in the mansion. If Song Huan can make friends with Butler Pei, it will definitely be a great help to his strategy to conquer Pei Yan.
As dusk fell, Butler Pei came out of the study and dismissed the servants who were busy in the yard.
In a moment, apart from Song Huan, only Jin Yue and Jin Le were left in the huge Huichunyuan.
The two of them took new quilts and pillows from the bedroom box and were now making the bed.
“Gurgle…”
Song Huan's stomach made a long, grumbling sound. Since she woke up, she had only drunk a bowl of bitter medicine after Pei Yan left. Apart from that, she hadn't eaten a single grain of rice.
As soon as she finished her whine, Jinle put down the pillow in his hand, turned to look at her with sparkling eyes, and asked in a baby voice, "Madam, are you hungry? Do you want Jinle to go to the kitchen and ask someone to bring you some food?"
What a clever little fellow.
Song Huan's eyes suddenly lit up, matching Jinle's sparkling eyes, and she quickly nodded her chin.
Because I was not very reserved this time, I pulled a little of the flesh around my neck, causing Destiny's neck to hurt for a while.
It wasn't until Jinle brought people into the Huichunyuan that Song Huan felt the pain go away.
But when Song Huan saw that the man was only holding a bowl of porridge, she not only felt the pain in her neck of fate begin to ache again, but even her stomach, which controlled the major events in her life, began to cramp and twitch...
Jinle's face was also aggrieved. "They said that the Madam is still recovering from a serious illness and can only eat light food."
Song Huan: “…” Okay, that makes sense.
Song Huan took the porridge, scooped a mouthful and put it into his mouth. Hmm... the taste is really hard to describe.
She didn't know if it was because of the cook in the kitchen or because Song Huan had been given too much medicine these days, but she always felt that the porridge tasted bitter.
But Jinyue and Jinle stood beside her, well-behaved, their eyes fixed on her, their eyes piercing her with concern, simply hoping she would eat more...
Song Huan hardened his heart, took a deep breath, and stuffed mouthful after mouthful into his mouth, forcing half a bowl into his stomach.
Jinle gradually became surprised. The lady ate with such relish, but the chef’s cooking skills in their house were obviously very poor, and the food they made was quite unpalatable.
That night, Song Huan tossed and turned in her sleep, and she had completely forgotten about discovering Pei Yan's little secret.
. ……
Song Huan was tortured by the disgusting food in the Marquis' Mansion for ten days.
On the eleventh day, after being treated by the doctor in the palace, the gauze on her wound could finally be removed.
A long, thin red scar is faintly visible under the collar. After some time, the scar should fade, but if you want the scar to disappear completely, it is probably unlikely given the medical background of the world in this book.
Song Huan released the system that had been blocked for a long time: "System, system, do you have any props to remove scars?"
The system might be angry: "..."
Song Huan: "Wow! The best system in the world, the most amazing system in the universe, I was wrong! I will never be so stingy as to block you again! Please, take care of this poor kid!"
System: "...Dear, I was just talking to the host in another world."
Song Huan: "Wow! You're not ignoring me! I'm so touched!"
Song Huan: "Then may I ask if you have finished your conversation with the host from the other world?"
System: “Not yet.”
Song Huan immediately said considerately, "Oh, then you go ahead and do your work."
"When you're done, call me. I'm always here."
System: "Dear, no need."
"The host from another world blocked me out."
Song Huan: “…”
Hahahaha, why can't I help but laugh?
No, no, she had to hold it in.
Song Huan said seriously, "Can I ask her what book she went into?"
What terrible incident caused this colleague to get mad at the system?
System: "We have a rule that we cannot answer hosts' questions about other hosts' worlds, so as not to arouse the hosts' competitive mentality."
Song Huan: "...Okay, then, may I ask the beautiful and generous system master, do you have any scar removal products? My baby wants them."
System: "Dear, yes, yes."
As soon as Song Huan heard these words, he knew there was something fishy about the system. "Master System, what next?"
System: "Dear, do you want to repair the wound on your neck?"
Song Huan: "Yes."
System: "Sorry, that's the mark left by the first mission failure. It cannot be modified or repaired."
Song Huan: "...crying... System Master, please have mercy on the child. How can I capture Pei Yanyan with such a big scar... wuwu..."
System: "Sorry, dear, no."
Song Huan refused to compromise: "Ahhhhh...Qiuqiu you Liao!"
Beep—your message failed to send.
Song Huan: “……?”
The broken system is not affected by any software or hardware.
And also learned revenge.
Song Huan closed the dialog box with a depressed look, opened the daily task and signed in.
The "get ten sentences from Pei Yan, the target of the strategy" and "hug me every day" tasks under the sign-in were both in an unfinished state. When Song Huan thought about the sixty hours of "hug me every day" that had gone missing, his heart ached again.
That’s a full five days of life!
In fact, Song Huan took Jin Yue and Jin Le to Mingsong Hall every day, but every time they were stopped by the guard named Pei Chen before they even stepped into the courtyard.
A cold sword stood before Song Huan, causing her spine to feel cold and her neck to ache.
Life is more important, Song Huan could only smile and leave.
A few days ago, after she was able to speak a few words, she specifically asked Pei Chen to tell Pei Yanyan that she had visited him, and asked Pei Yanyan to come to Huichunyuan when he had time.
This is a very straightforward and bold invitation.
However, after three days, she still hadn't seen Pei Yan's shadow.
The sun was shining brightly in the yard, and the warm sunlight was scattered all over the ground. Even the bare willow tree in the yard did not look so miserable.
Song Huan slapped his thigh, put down the book he was holding pretentiously, stood up and said, "Jinyue Jinle, let's go to Mingsong Hall and take a look."
Jin Yue: "Madam, this morning I asked Guard Pei, and he said that the Marquis has gone to the palace and will not be back until the evening."
Song Huan sighed, "He went out again?"
Wouldn't that mean her "daily hug" mission today would be ruined again?
In the past few days, Song Huan has been repeatedly rejected with excuses such as "The Marquis has entered the palace", "The Marquis has gone to the military camp", "The Marquis has gone to the Ministry of Works", etc. It is unknown whether these excuses are true or false.
Jinyue had been staying with their mistress these days, accompanying her to Mingsong Hall every day. But the Marquis was rarely at home, and the mistress couldn't see him. She was afraid that after a while, she would grow disheartened...
"Madam, the Marquis is actually concerned about you. The day you were injured, he stayed by your side all night. Perhaps he's been too busy with official duties lately to find time to visit you."
"Good Jinyue, you don't have to comfort me. I know he doesn't want to see me at all."
Song Huan was lost in the grief of losing another six hours, and her words were extremely dejected. She wouldn't believe Pei Yan's exaggerated words of comfort, such as "stay with her all night." Even if he did, he was probably thinking about how to watch her die.
"No, no. Not at all, ma'am." Xiao Jinle denied this three times in a row. Then, cautiously looking around, he leaned closer to Song Huan and whispered, "Ma'am, let me tell you a secret. Your marriage to the Marquis is approved by the current emperor."
Song Huan: "...Hmm?"
What the hell is this? She has no idea about this plot!
Jin Yue's expression tightened upon hearing this. Where did Jin Le hear this from? Could it be that he just listened to someone else's nonsense?
After revealing the great secret she had hidden deep in her heart for these days, little Jinle couldn't help but stand up straight and said with a hint of pride, "Jinle has been reading a storybook lately to learn how to read. There's a story in it that says a marriage certificate from the emperor is a great honor for a woman."
Song Huan: ...! ?
"System, you come on."
“…” No response.
"system!"
"..." Daily disconnection.
The author has something to say: Song Huan: I want to be self-reliant.
Jinjin: Huanhuan, you'll have plenty of money after this plan. How about I help you revise it?
Song Huan: No, no! Don’t waste it! Keep it!
(ps: In the next chapter, Pei Yanyan will appear with a knife~)
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