It was already dark when Shen Tangning removed her hairpins and jewelry in preparation for her arrival.
She glanced at the door several times. Ever since Chi Yan became the top scholar in the imperial examination, he hadn't slept in the study. It seemed he was planning to sleep in a separate room tonight.
They've really grown too big for their britches.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and said to Xueqing beside her, "Remember to close the doors and windows when you go out. There are more mosquitoes now that it's summer, so don't let them get in the way."
It's said to be for preventing mosquitoes, but it's obvious who it's actually protecting against.
Xueqing knew her best, and asked cautiously, "Miss, are you really not going to care about the young master?"
"Why should I care? It's not like he has nowhere to sleep." Her face was extremely calm, but her heart was far from at peace.
He was still injured, and the study was poorly furnished. He didn't know if he would catch a cold if he slept there for the night.
Shen Tangning pursed her lips: "Take the bedding over there, but don't say it was my idea."
Xueqing suppressed a smile. As expected, Miss was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Although she was being difficult, she still cared about her husband.
Xueqing was looking for bedding when there was a hurried knock on the door, and Ba Liang's anxious voice came from outside: "Young Madam!"
Xueqing paused, glanced at her silent mistress, and knowingly lowered her head to leave. She frowned and glared at Ba Liang: "What are you shouting for in the middle of the night? What happened?"
Ba Liang stammered, looking guilty and lowering his voice, "Sister Xueqing, the young master drank too much, I couldn't stop him! You know he's still injured, and he has to go to court tomorrow. What if he gets completely drunk and passes out..."
Xue Qing's expression changed, and she asked in surprise, "Why didn't you say so sooner? How much did you drink?"
"Young Master told me not to say!" Ba Liang hesitated and gestured. "About four or five jars?"
"So many?!" Xueqing's eyes widened, thinking that the young lady would definitely be angry if she found out. Wasn't the young master just playing with his own health?
She couldn't make up her own mind, and glared angrily at Ba Liang, "Wait outside!"
When Shen Tangning learned that Chi Yan was dead drunk, her face immediately darkened, and her voice turned cold: "He doesn't even care about his own body, what can I do?"
Despite saying that, she couldn't remain indifferent.
On her way to the study, she was seething with anger, determined to get to the bottom of things with Chi Yan and have everything laid out out in the open, because keeping things to themselves would only make them both miserable.
As she pushed open the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit her. Several empty wine jars were lying on the ground. She knew that Chi Yan had a good alcohol tolerance, but drinking like this would make it all for naught!
Moreover, he was injured...
With a storm brewing in her eyes, Shen Tangning stepped through the door.
Neither Xueqing nor Balang dared to follow them inside.
"I wonder if a fight will break out?" Xueqing worried to herself. Although she had never seen her young mistress get angry, the current situation was hard to predict.
She turned around and saw Ba Liang hugging a pillar and staring intently at it, as if there were flowers on the pillar. She couldn't help but ask, puzzled, "What are you doing standing there?"
Ba Liang didn't dare turn around, afraid he wouldn't be able to hide the guilt on his face, and chuckled dryly: "Don't you think this pillar is very round?"
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Are you sick in the head?
Shen Tangning saw Chi Yan sitting crookedly on the low couch, one leg propped up lazily and casually, holding a jar of wine in his hand, his eyes half-closed and looking drunk.
She strode forward and snatched the wine jar from his hand, her voice filled with anger: "Chi Yan, how can you ruin your body like this?"
Even after his wine jar was taken away, he wasn't angry. He raised his wet eyes and looked at her pitifully, saying, "A-Ning."
Shen Tangning threw the wine jar aside, her expression still unpleasant, and stared at him with a frown: "Tell me, what exactly are you angry with me about?"
Chi Yan's eyes showed a hint of confusion: "When did I ever hold a grudge against you?"
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