Chapter 39 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the blink of an eye, it was March.

But if Chu Yue calculated time based on the Chinese lunar calendar, they were just at the beginning of the second month. It was still cold, but it was starting to get warmer.

After going through the honeymoon phase, Chu Yue argued with the monk the night before.

There was no other reason behind their argument. The monk had just provoked her, and she threw a tantrum.

So she did not want to go over at all.

Chu Yue jumped rope in the courtyard. She did not wear a lot of clothes, but she still broke out in sweat. Yuhe brought her jujubes. She went downhill to shop for items with her junior sisters, and Hupo had asked her to buy them.

Yuhe stayed for quite some time in their house before she went back.

When she returned, she ran into Grandmaster Jingmian. Yuhe bowed to her. “Greetings, Aunt-master.”

“You went to the residence next door?” Grandmaster Jingmian asked.

“Yes. Hupo asked me to buy some jujubes, so I sent them over,” Yuhe answered.

“What was the widow doing?” Grandmaster Jingmian did not care about Hupo. Her attention was on Chu Yue.

“The female patron was jumping rope.” It was not as if this was something she could not say.

“Jumping rope?” Grandmaster Jingmian could not help but say, “Isn’t her belly big now? Why would she dare to still jump rope?”

Before, Grandmaster Jingmian would not have known what jumping rope was, but Chu Yue had dragged Hupo and a few young nuns to play the game some time ago, and Grandmaster Jingmian had learned about it.

“Aunt-master, what are you saying? The female patron’s stomach has not grown at all.” Yuhe was embarrassed, and she stomped on the ground.

“How could this be?” Grandmaster Jingmian did not believe it. The widow went to Longan Temple every day, so how could she possibly not have become pregnant?

“Aunt-master, I’m not talking about these things with you.” Yuhe was just a young nun. She could not speak about those things, so she left.

Grandmaster Jingmian went to the backyard and harvested some chives so that she could send them over.

Chu Yue was still jumping rope in the courtyard. When Grandmaster Jingmian showed up with her foxy face, Chu Yue ignored her. She only stopped jumping when her face was red from all the jumping.

By then, Grandmaster Jingmian had gone back with a disappointed look.

“Milady, why do you think Grandmaster Jingmian had come over?” Hupo asked.

Even if Hupo was a naive girl, she knew that Grandmaster Jingmian did not like her and her mistress. How could she have possibly sent vegetables over?

“She might have come here to see whether my belly has become bigger,” Chu Yue said faintly.

Hupo had been pouring warm water for her mistress to wash her face. She was so stunned by Chu Yue’s words that she could not register them for a long moment. When she did so, she was so angry that her face turned red. “She… She…”

“You don’t have to be angry. Just be on guard against her,” Chu Yue said nonchalantly.

She wanted to bathe, so after she washed her face, she said, “Boil some water for me. I want to bathe.”

Hupo’s attention was diverted, but she still gritted her teeth and said, “We’ll throw away the chives that nun sent over.”

“The chives are innocent. Throwing them away is a waste. Let’s keep them to make chive pockets,” Chu Yue said.

Hupo fell silent. She went to boil water, and Chu Yue bathed comfortably. It was, indeed, a very comfortable bath.

She could not be bothered with that aggravating monk on the other mountain.

Chu Yue did not go over for a few days in a row.

When Eunuch Feng sent over the reports, he saw that his master had an unpleasant look on his face. But he did not even need to ask to know who had caused this.

After he came out, he called Yingda over and asked him a question.

“They’re just throwing tantrums,” Yingda answered.