“Then let it be Xu Yiniang,” Qingli said. “Husband, I’m not feeling well. I’ll go rest first.”
Without waiting for Xie Rongyun to respond, she turned around, a sarcastic smile on her face.
She had thought he was so loyal, unwilling to take any other woman, only liking Mu Lan’er. If it hadn’t been for the Xie family, he wouldn’t even have married the original wife.
But now, hadn’t he agreed?
That evening, Xu Yiniang’s courtyard was called for water.
Mu Lan’er woke up and immediately looked toward the side of the bed. When she saw there was nothing left behind today, she pouted in disappointment, then called for the maid to come and help her wash up.
The maid who served her already knew about her ambiguous relationship with Xie Rongyun, and Mu Lan’er didn’t hide it. She directly asked, “Did my husband not come this morning?”
The maid seemed to have anticipated the question, but still nervously squeezed her handkerchief, though she quickly pretended nothing was wrong and said with a smile, “No.”
“Oh.” Mu Lan’er confirmed it, not feeling pleased.
After the incident in the morning a few days ago, when she woke up, there would always be a small trinket or something on her vanity, like a flower pin or something cute, not expensive, but interesting.
It was like a little surprise.
She had gotten used to it, but today, there was nothing!
For Mu Lan’er, such things were signals. They told her that even if he had stayed the night with the concubines, he hadn’t been with them, and had the energy to come to her before going to court.
But today, he didn’t come. That made her uneasy.
During breakfast, she even accidentally burned herself a few times.
Normally, the maid would suggest she take a walk, but this time, the maid ignored her completely and didn’t suggest it.
Mu Lan’er felt she might be overreacting, but she had a strong, uneasy feeling.
She felt bored staying in the courtyard alone, so she decided to go out for a walk.
The Xie mansion was built when the Xie family held high offices. Later, it was given to Xie Rongyun. Although it had few people, and most areas weren’t decorated, the mansion was still quite large.
Weeds and wildflowers were growing in many places.
Without realizing it, Mu Lan’er found herself near the main courtyard. Hesitating whether she should go in to say hello to her third sister, she saw several concubines chatting and laughing as they came out.
One of the concubines, surrounded by others, was smiling bashfully, and as she spoke, a red mark appeared clearly on her fair neck.
Mu Lan’er didn’t understand, but the feeling in her heart grew stronger, a mix of jealousy and discomfort. She felt that the concubine’s expression was… embarrassing!
At that moment, Qiyue, who had been sending the concubines out, turned around and spotted Mu Lan’er. Her brow instinctively furrowed but quickly relaxed, and she smiled, “Miss Mu, come to see the madam? Please, come in.”
Mu Lan’er had no excuse not to enter now.
She smiled faintly and followed Qiyue inside. She saw Qingli leisurely sipping tea, looking dignified and composed, as if firmly in control. Mu Lan’er’s heart gave a sharp pang, but she still obediently greeted, “Third Sister.”
“Mm.” Qingli lazily nodded, smiling. “Is the clothing ready?”
“Almost,” Mu Lan’er replied, her expression slightly awkward.
She had forgotten about it. Lately, her mind had been preoccupied with Xie Rongyun, and she hadn’t wanted to think about the legitimate wife of Xie Rongyun.
Qingli motioned for someone to pour Mu Lan’er a cup of tea, not noticing anything amiss, and softly said, “Good. Then you can start making clothes for the child. Husband treats you like a sister since childhood. If you make clothes for his child, he will surely be pleased.”
“Child?!” Mu Lan’er looked up in confusion, her heart suddenly racing, almost pounding out of her chest. She anxiously wondered if the third sister was pregnant. But she had heard that the third sister had difficulty conceiving and hadn’t slept with Xie Rongyun recently.
She fidgeted, sweating nervously.
Qingli spoke calmly, “Yes, the concubines are all in good health, so they’re sure to have children.”
Mu Lan’er felt slightly relieved and forced a faint smile. “Oh, I see. It’s fine. Xie Rongyun hasn’t been with the concubines. It’ll be fine.”
Qingli shook her head, mocking, “I thought your brother-in-law would delay getting involved with the concubines for a while, since he wanted to give my father face. But last night, he…”
“What?!” Mu Lan’er’s face turned pale instantly, then flushed red with anger and sorrow. She stared at Qingli, tears welling in her eyes.
“Don’t feel sorry for me. Men are all like this,” Qingli laughed helplessly. “Sigh, why am I telling you all this? You’re just a young girl, unmarried.”
Mu Lan’er didn’t hear the rest. The only words ringing in her head were:
“Last night, he…”
Last night, he…
The maid had said that only after consummating the marriage would it “call water.” Otherwise, it wouldn’t happen.
But Xie Rongyun…
No, he had never promised her anything. All of this was just her assumptions based on his actions!
Suddenly, Mu Lan’er felt a sharp pain in her chest, a deep ache that made it hard to breathe. She felt overwhelmed with discomfort.