Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yurou was both shocked and frightened. âMother, can I still marry the Seventh Prince in the future? If he and the empress find out about this, will they reject me?â
âInstead of worrying about such distant matters, why donât you think about how to deal with Su Yingxue in the future?â Su Jinxuanâs eyes carried a sense of urgency. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The gap between his position in the military and Su Haoâs had been growing, to the point where a single word from Su Hao could determine his future.
He felt like a horse with its throat gripped tightly by Su Hao.
He had initially hoped that Su Yurou could gain favor in the Marquisâs Manor, wield some influence, and help him. However, he couldnât count on this path anymore.
âJinxuan, with me here, you donât need to worry too much. Today, donât stay in the Marquisâs Manor. Continue training in the army until the right time comes. Donât come back without permission.â Liu Shulan furrowed her brow.
âMother, canât 1 return to the manor?â
âYes! If you donât return to the manor, when your father remembers tomorrow, he will feel guilty towards the three of us. Now that youâre in the Marquisâs Manor, Iâm afraid you wonât be able to escape Su Yingxueâs schemes. Itâs better to return to the military camp for now. Su Hao is straightforward. If he wants to harm you, heâll have to put in some effort. But Su Yingxue is different.â Liu Shulan felt a heavy burden on her heart.
The Su Yingxue of today was more composed and ruthless than she had imagined, subjecting her to humiliation.
âSu Yingxue wanted me to enter the Marquisâs Manor to block me, and then destroy me. We, mother and son, shouldnât both be trapped here.â
Su Jinxuan nodded. âMother, take care.â
Having grown up under Liu Shulanâs care, he was more knowledgeable and obedient than Su Yurou.
At this moment, Su Yurou could only sulk.
Liu Shulan and Su Yurou shared the same bed. After comforting her for a long time, she finally managed to pacify her.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and the morning fog still carried the coldness of the night.
By the time the servants of the Marquisâs Manor began to rise and start their work, Liu Shulan was already kneeling outside Su Dinghengâs courtyard.
Su Dingheng had enjoyed a night of passion and had been attended to by two women. He woke up an hour later than usual. When he saw Liu Shulan kneeling at the courtyard entrance, her fair and smooth face was wet with tears, he suddenly woke up as if struck by a stick.
He hurriedly went forward to help her up. âLanâer, what are you doing? How long have you been kneeling here?â
Liu Shulan stood up gently and leaned into his embrace. Her voice was soft and weak as she said, â1 know Iâve made a mistake, so I knelt here to beg for your forgiveness, hoping you can forgive me.â
Guilt flashed in Su Dinghengâs eyes. Yesterday, he had taken Liu Shulan as his concubine, and he had let her in through the back door. At night, he had even favored two top ladies. If it were any other woman, she would probably be furious.
However, early in the morning, Liu Shulan was kneeling here, apologizing to him. He felt a pang of guilt. He coaxed her, and his tone softened considerably. âWhat happened yesterday was a misunderstanding. How could it be your fault? Does your knee hurt? Should I call a doctor?â
âNo need, itâs not a big deal. Is there anything 1 can help with the two young ladies in the Marquisâs room? Do you need me to arrange something for them?â Liu Shulan was gracious and not jealous. She even generously offered to help with the two ladies. Su Dinghengâs anger toward her instantly dissipated, leaving only pity and tenderness.
Liu Shulan graciously arranged accommodations for the two women.
In doing so, despite losing face the previous day, she quickly showed everyone in the Marquisâs Manor that she had the potential to be the mistress of the house.
After all, Su Hao had not married yet, and there was no proper madam in the Marquisâs Manor. Although she was currently a concubine, she still had a say in matters..