Yang Shujing's gentle voice rang in her ears, and Green Bamboo's tears fell even more fiercely.
"Green Bamboo, why do you look so aggrieved? Tell your son-in-law, what exactly happened?"
As Yang Shujing spoke, she patted the green bamboo's back, as if coaxing a child, with patience and gentleness.
Green Bamboo was originally willing to be a maidservant accompanying her in her dowry, hoping that she could be promoted to a concubine in the future.
Now it seems that this son-in-law really has some feelings for her. Green Bamboo secretly glanced at the bridal chamber and, seeing that everything was normal, then pitifully recounted the whole story.
Yang Shujing's expression changed after hearing this. He thought of what Li Wenbo had just said, that he would not have a good life in the future and would be controlled by his wife. A certain string in his heart tightened even more.
He pursed his lips, picked up the bowl of dumplings and poured them into the flower bed next to him. Then he said gently to Green Bamboo, "These dumplings are cold. Go to the small kitchen and eat something hot. You don't need to come and serve me tonight. Get some rest. I will take care of this for you."
After saying this, Yang Shujing patted Lüzhu's shoulder to comfort her, and then got up and headed towards the bridal chamber.
This is the most luxurious courtyard in the Wuding Marquis's mansion. It was originally intended as the residence for Yang Shujing and his future mistress, so all the furnishings are of the highest quality.
After finishing her dumplings, Shen Jia began to admire the view from the large room.
The exquisitely carved and finely crafted rosewood bed was covered with peanuts and red dates, and the wedding quilts were neatly folded.
She raised her hand and touched it; it was several levels better than the ones she used in the general's mansion.
Wang was always frugal, and the food, clothing, and daily necessities in the mansion were all of average quality. Shen Jia looked at all the nice things in the house and felt extremely happy.
She sat on the bed, imagining the loving scene she would have with Yang Shujing later, and her cheeks flushed red. She covered her mouth and chuckled.
Just as she was feeling happy, she heard the door creak open. Shen Jia instinctively thought of that brat, Green Bamboo.
"What, you finally decided to come back? Did you just dump a dumpling and bring it all the way back to the General's Mansion?"
As soon as Shen Jia finished speaking, she turned around and almost bumped into Yang Shujing's slightly sinister face.
"Brother Shujing, it's you! Have all the guests left?"
Shen Jia changed her expression, shyly turning her head away with a slight smile.
"Are the dumplings not tasty? Why are you throwing them away?"
"Yes, I can't eat that much, Brother Shujing. Let me help you change your clothes."
Yang Shujing smelled strongly of alcohol, and his clothes were stained with some alcohol. Shen Jia, being a virtuous woman, reached out to help Yang Shujing undress.
He was initially somewhat displeased, but seeing the woman taking such initiative, he couldn't resist her charm.
He grasped Shen Jia's hand and gently pulled her into his arms.
Before, it was just hugging and cuddling. Tonight, I can have my wish fulfilled, so I can't let this spring night go to waste.
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On the day of the third-day return visit, Yang Shujing was nowhere to be found. Marquis Wuding was so angry that he paced back and forth in the main hall, wishing he could strangle this rebellious son for forgetting such an important day.
Shen Jia, dressed neatly and beaming with joy, had just stepped into the main hall when she saw her parents-in-law looking troubled.
Yang Shuhuan, the elder sister, did not return for Yang Shujing's wedding. Marquis Wuding received news from the palace that Yang Shuhuan was highly regarded by His Majesty and therefore had no time to return.
Marquis Wuding was initially skeptical, but he was already overwhelmed with the wedding preparations, so he didn't delve into it further.
The matter was dropped. Now, on such an important day as the third-day homecoming, Yang Shujing was absent, and Marquis Wuding was truly unable to face his daughter-in-law.
Thinking of this, he quickly forced a smile and said to Chen Jia, "Jia'er, you've come at the right time. His Majesty summoned Jing'er today and said he would give him an official position. In the future, when he receives an official title, he can also ask for an imperial decree for you. So, so this matter of returning to your parents' home will probably have to be temporarily put on hold for you, Jia'er."
Marquis Wuding made up a reason on the spot, but Shen Jia believed it without a doubt. Last night, Yang Shujing was still telling her on the bed that married people are no longer children.
He must plan for the future; he won't rely on his father's connections forever. He wants to make a name for himself.
But why didn't Brother Shujing tell me last night?
Shen Jia was puzzled, but she didn't think too much about it. She was now the mistress of the Marquis's mansion and a future noblewoman, so she should be more sensible.
"Father, I know that Brother Shujing is doing this for our future. I can go back alone, it won't be a problem."
Shen Jia spoke so obediently that even Mo Jinxiu, who was standing to the side, felt that her daughter-in-law had the demeanor of a great lady and couldn't help but nod approvingly.
However, today Green Bamboo asked her for leave at the last minute, saying that she had caught a cold and was afraid that she would infect her, so Shen Jia did not think much of it.
On such an auspicious day as her return to her parents' home, it would be unlucky to have a sickly, feeble-looking maidservant with her, so she took a few second-class maidservants with her.
No sooner had Shen Jia and her entourage left than Yang Shujing appeared, but instead of showing himself in front of Marquis Wuding, he went to Zhaiyue Pavilion, which was far from the mistress's courtyard.
This place was originally the residence of Consort Lian, the wife of Marquis Wuding. Later, Consort Lian caught a cold and passed away.
When Yang Shujing quietly arrived at Zhaiyue Pavilion, Lvzhu was taking a bath in the bathtub.
Once Yang Shujing confirmed that Shen Jia had indeed left, he rushed over immediately.
At this moment, the bath was filled with white mist, and half of Green Bamboo's slender figure was exposed. Water droplets hit her back and gradually slid down. Even Yang Shujing, who was used to big scenes, could not control herself at this moment.
They quickly undressed and jumped into the pool, their joyful voices occasionally drifting out from the water.
"What a beautiful scene!"
In the midst of their pleasure, a sharp and imposing voice suddenly rang out from behind them. Before they could even turn around, Green Bamboo's head immediately started buzzing.
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