Chapter 67 - The Proudest, Most Celebrated Man (1/2)

Chapter 67: The Proudest, Most Celebrated Man

Xue Dongting went with Mama Qiao to the kitchen to act as assistant. She remained silent.

Mama Qiao glanced at her. Her second daughter’s face was nice and colored like a peach blossom, even prettier than when she was married, and her former aloof coldness had thawed some, making her look gentler. Mama Qiao, after all, was experienced, she knew this was the comfort of having a husband. Even her temper had changed considerably.

“Are you and Song Yuming getting along well?” Mama Qiao asked, already knowing the answer.

“Mm,” Xue Dongting said, not denying it.

“Yuansheng said you two had a fight a few days ago?”

“Mm,” she said again, and continued with her work.

Mama Qiao frowned. “Have you become a mute?”

Xue Dongting looked up at Mama Qiao and smiled. “What would you like me to say?”

“You impossible girl, just how is this Song Yuming?”

“You found him yourself, naturally he’s good.”

Mama Qiao jabbed her hard in the forehead, fuming. “I can see that Song Yuming is a good man. Don’t go looking to pick fights here and there, even a good-natured man can be worn down.”

Xue Dongting rubbed her forehead and mumbled to herself, “When do I pick fights, it was his doing last time, didn’t Yuansheng tell you all about it?”

“You and Yuansheng are in cahoots, why would I believe you two?”

Xue Dongting was helpless, she just closed her mouth and said nothing. After a while she said, “Mama Qiao, Yuming and I are planning a trip out to sea.”

“The sea will be rough in the beginning of spring. What are you going to be doing while he’s fishing? If you ask me, he doesn’t need to go either, keeping you there at home alone all anxious. There’s always fisherman from Clearcreek Village who go missing out at sea all the time!”

“We’re not going out to fish,” Xue Dongting said. “Anyhow… we’re going out to sea.”

Mama Qiao frowned, feeling this was odd. “Song Yuming, big strong man like him, is his business going so poorly he has to take to fishing?”

Xue Dongting shook her head faintly. She hesitated, then finally said, “Mama Qiao, I’ll tell you the truth. In the past, Song Yuming was… a formidable character in the capital.”

Mama Qiao’s eyes flickered. “He was?”

“If I say it, you might not believe it… He’s the reigning emperor’s younger brother.”