Mu Chenshuang turned her gaze away, lowered her eyes slightly, and said indifferently, "But I am unwilling."
Fu Junheng looked down at her, sighed softly, and said with a hint of helplessness, "It's okay, I'll wait for you."
As Mu Chenshuang listened to his words, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and her hands, which had been hanging down, involuntarily clenched.
She did not respond to him.
The space suddenly became quiet, so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.
Fu Junheng slowly released her. "Since you're pregnant, you should rest early and not overwork yourself."
As he spoke, he gently put the woman in his arms down and pulled the blanket over her.
Mu Chenshuang turned over, her back to the man behind her, but he didn't make a sound.
At this moment.
She only felt the man behind her stand up and then sit at the foot of the bed.
Suddenly, a chill ran down her feet, followed by a large hand grasping her feet, accompanied by a wave of warmth.
Mu Chenshuang suddenly sat up, looking at him in astonishment, "What are you doing?"
Fu Junheng replied in a gentle and calm tone, "How can you sleep well with such cold feet?"
Mu Chenshuang stared intently at him, feeling a warm current flowing up the soles of her feet, gradually warming her icy feet.
Mu Chenshuang ignored him, lay down, and pulled the blanket over herself.
After a long while.
Fu Junheng released her feet, pulled the blanket over them, and after making sure there was no draft, he stood up, sat at the head of the bed, leaned forward, and gently kissed the woman's cheek. His deep, magnetic voice said slowly, "Rest well."
With her eyes closed, Mu Chenshuang could clearly feel the lingering warmth on one side of her cheek, like a spark igniting a wildfire that burned her heart.
Fu Junheng stood up, lowered the bed curtains, and then turned to leave.
Mu Chenshuang heard a soft sound of the door closing, confirming that he had left.
His sudden appearance and his sudden departure left her heart restless, as if countless ants were scratching at it, and her rationality seemed to be gradually collapsing.
She didn't know how much time had passed before her heart gradually calmed down and she fell asleep.
The next day.
Linglong was brewing the medicine.
Then I heard a thud from next door.
Linglong was startled and quickly walked into the kitchen, where she saw Qingkui cleaning up the jars on the floor.
"Qingkui, what happened?"
Qingkui looked nervous and helpless. "Sister Linglong... I'm... I'm sorry. I accidentally broke the salt shaker while cleaning the stove. It was my fault. So much salt spilled on the floor. I'm so sorry."
Her voice was trembling, she looked extremely frightened.
Linglong stepped forward to check and found a large jar of salt spilled on the ground. "This definitely can't be used in Miss's meals anymore."
Qingkui kept apologizing, "Then I'll go to the market and buy some more, and... I'll deduct it from my monthly allowance..."
His voice clearly betrayed his pain and distress.
Seeing her exhausted and frightened appearance, Linglong assumed that she had really broken it by accident. "Go and tell the steward to give you a pass to leave."
Now, anyone leaving the Marquis's residence must have a pass to leave, and they need a reasonable reason. Only after passing an inspection and finding no problems can they obtain the pass.
"Alright then."
Qingkui gave a slight curtsy, walked past Linglong, and quickly left. Just as she passed by, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
Just then, Qiu Yun came in.
Linglong told her to collect the usable salt scattered on the ground into a bowl.
"good."
Linglong then delivered the prepared medicine to the restaurant.
Mu Chenshuang is having her meal.
At this moment.
The steward walked over, looked at Mu Chenshuang, and respectfully said, "Princess."
Mu Chenshuang looked at him, "Manager Zou, what is it?"
The manager explained the situation.
Linglong replied, "Yes, I asked Manager Qingkui Zou to take out the door pass and go out to buy some salt."
After confirming the situation, the steward did not disturb Mu Chenshuang's meal and then turned and left.
Mu Chenshuang looked at Linglong and asked carefully, "How did you accidentally break the salt jar?"
Linglong replied casually, "It was probably broken accidentally while cleaning the stove. I think Qingkui was really, really scared. After all, their monthly allowance can only buy some coarse salt. Miss, you can deduct a little less."
Linglong pleaded for Qingkui.
Mu Chenshuang lowered her eyes, her gaze darkening. "Since you're pleading for her, it seems she's usually quite good."
Linglong nodded in agreement. "She and Qiuyun are indeed very diligent. They keep things in the kitchen very organized. Since they were recruited into the Marquis's mansion, they haven't made any mistakes."
"I accidentally broke the salt jar today."
Mu Chenshuang said something ambiguous.
Linglong didn't take the question seriously, saying, "It probably really was an accident!"
Mu Chenshuang didn't ask any more questions. "Since you're pleading for me, I'll just deduct half a month's salary."
"Thank you, miss."
After receiving the leave pass, Qingkui took the silver given to her by the steward, picked up a basket, and walked out of the Marquis's mansion.
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