Chapter 541: Sixth Sister, Be Careful (2) (1/2)

Halfway through the meal, Chu Lian turned around to ask Wenqing, “Has Third Young Master arrived yet?”

Wenqing whispered into Chu Lian’s ears, “Replying to Third Young Madam, the driver of our carriage, Uncle Liu, sent someone to relay a message. He said that Third Young Master is being delayed by some matters, so he’ll come by a little later.”

Chu Lian nodded and turned back around without asking more.

The older cousin beside her had been trying to eavesdrop with her ears pricked, so her whispers to Wenqing had been overheard. The round-faced and slightly chubby cousin raised one brow, “Sixth Sister, you’re already missing Marquis Anyuan when you’ve only just come back to your maiden home? What a loving couple, you really make us all envious.”

A furrow developed between Chu Lian’s brows. There was an obvious trace of jealousy and dissatisfaction within this unfamiliar cousin’s words.

Even Wenqing and Wenlan couldn’t help but frown when they heard her words.

Right when Chu Lian was being distracted by this older cousin, someone bumped into her, causing her to lose her balance. Almost at the same time, she felt something hot on her shoulder.

Teacups fell to the floor with a clatter, accompanied by a brief cry an instant later.

When she turned around with a frown, she was met with the sight of a trembling maidservant prone on the ground and wailing constant apologies to her.

Wenlan’s face was full of fury as she set her eyes on the maidservant kneeling on the ground before them. She was using all of her willpower to refrain from shouting at the maidservant.

Wenqing’s brow furrowed as she held up Chu Lian’s sleeve, “Third Young Madam, your dress.”

Chu Lian turned to look at her shoulder. A weird stain was spreading over the exquisite bamboo green fabric, which made it appear rather disconcerting.

It was a cup of sencha that had been spilled on Chu Lian just now. The sencha of the Great Wu Dynasty consisted of various spices. The strange mixture was much more difficult to clean, compared to most stains. Furthermore, there was a strange odour that was unbearable to the senses.

Chu Lian stared at her stained sleeve for a few seconds. The maidservant who had bumped into her with the sencha earlier continued to kowtow and apologise. Chu Lian waved her hand to dismiss the maidservant. Even though she had already tried her best to be as low-key as possible, the commotion at their table had still attracted the attention of others.

Chu Lian’s stepmother, Second Madam, rushed over.