Chapter 3 - Bias (1/2)

Chen Qiu Rong thoughtfully said: “If Eldest Brother is being seduced by her, then he wouldn’t have come to the tea ceremony alone.

Rather, I feel that the Lin Qing Ci today is a little different from the past. Previously, she would put on thick makeup and dress pretentiously. Her words and actions domineering, but now it’s the total opposite.

The most perplexing part is the way she looks at me is very weird, like she doesn’t know us.”

Ye Wei Jun doesn’t dare to let his guard down: “This evil woman could possibly be planning some tricks. Qiu Rong, I’m normally not in the Fu (TL: official residence), you be more careful, don’t let her trap you to deal with you.”

Chen Qiu Rong nodded.

Ye Wei Jun still had some personal affairs to handle, he warned Chen Qiu Rong a few times then left.

On the way back to the courtyard, Ah Meng indignantly said: “Miss, we can’t possibly guard against Eldest Madam forever. As you can see today, how arrogant was her personal servant girl. With such a temper, one wouldn’t need to think about her master’s.”

In Chen Qiu Rong’s heart, she was also unwilling: “Lin Qing Ci is powerful, we can’t help but to be fearful of. Next time if she doesn’t aggravate us, we also don’t let her seize our mistakes, preventing her from blowing up the matter and use this opportunity to create trouble for us.”

On this side, Lin Xiao Ci was very quickly left behind by Ye Shao Qing who had caught up with her.

Ning Xiang unhappily said: ” Miss, this Guye (TL: referring to her master’s husband) is too much. Shao General said his hearing is extraordinary, you were being humiliated by a servant just now and the distance wasn’t far, your servant doesn’t believe that he couldn’t hear what the disrespectful words of Second Madam’s servant.

In the end, not only did he not help you, he lightly spoke a sentence to resolve the conflict between the Second Madam and us, obviously bias towards the Second house.

Also, you waited for him, but he didn’t wait for you. When the third day of wedding arrives, your servant will surely tell on him to Laoye (TL: Old Master), make things difficult for him.” (TL: it’s a tradition to return to the bride’s residence on the third day of wedding)

Lin Xiao Ci measured Ning Xiang, this girl’s temper is not mild at all. How did she kneel for her this morning?

Was the original owner that scary?

Without minding, she smiled: “These small matters don’t have to be reported back, it’s easy to raise conflicts. He probably has some urgent matters and therefore did not wait for me.”

“But he should at least inform.”

Lin Xiao Ci: “…” That’s also true, this guy did not consider her at all.

Self-comfortingly: “He’s probably too rushed, don’t harp on it, some things if taken too seriously will just make yourself feel suffocated, one must learn to let go, this way no one could affect your emotions.”

Ning Xiang’s eyes suddenly reddened: “wuwu… My poor Miss, if you could come round sooner, you need not have married into Ye family and suffer such humiliation.”

Lin Xiao Ci: “….” Why is this girl like an aunt?

Patting her arm in a comforting manner: “Already married, if there is any regret, do not mention it again, in case someone heard it and we suffer criticisms.”

“Yes.”

Reaching her own courtyard, Lin Xiao Ci signaled the cleaning servants to withdraw, leaving only Ning Xiang.

She looked at Lin Xiao Ci, softly said: “Miss, why are you acting so secretive?”

Lin Xiao Ci pretended to be mad, with a stiff face and firm tone: “How do you speak?”

Ning Xiang covered her mouth: “wu, servant knows her wrong.” She wanted to kneel again.

Lin Xiao Ci extended her leg to stop her: “I was just joking, don’t kneel so easily. It’s not like I’m some fierce beast.”

“Miss is magnanimous.”

Lin Xiao Ci glanced at the flatterer Ning Xiang and pursed her lips. This girl is truly interesting. She’s obviously very scared of her but still tried so hard to make up with her.

Lin Xiao Ci retrieved the red packets from her sleeve and took out a piece of silver note. The words on the notes were all in traditional Chinese with many red stamps, and she could only make out twenty plus words.

She doesn’t know the value of the silver notes, but she knows it must worth quite a bit.

Ning Xiang stretched her head over, flatly said: “Laoye Furen is so biased, hearsay during Second Young Madam’s tea ceremony, they put together two hundred liang, while ours is only this little, not even enough for you to buy a hairpin.”

Furen – wife/madam

Liang – referring to money in the olden days