Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âMother, are we going to let Su Yingxue do as she pleases?â Su Yurou started crying, feeling aggrieved. Ever since her last fall into the water, she had been constantly suppressed by Su Yingxue and hadnât lifted her head.
She was becoming increasingly uncertain and impatient. She was too eager to witness Su Yingxueâs downfall and teach her a lesson.
âDonât be hasty. Bear with it a little longer. Today, youâll tidy up this courtyard with me. Tonight, weâll invite your father over for a meal.â Liu Shulan consoled Su Yurou. A hidden glint of determination shone in her eyes.
Old Madam Zhang kept a watchful eye on Qingxin Court and reported to Su Yingxue about Liu Shulan and her daughter personally tidying up the courtyard.
She also reminded Su Yingxue, âMarquis will be having dinner at Qingxin Court tonight.â
Su Yingxue smiled. âIâm afraid Qingxin Court wonât be able to prepare anything special. Zhilan, take some money to the kitchen and instruct them to add extra dishes to Qingxin Court tonight.â
Zhilan smiled and replied, âYes, Miss.â
Su Dingheng arrived at Qingxin Court for dinner that evening. Initially, he was puzzled by Su Yingxueâs decision to assign this courtyard to Liu Shulan. However, upon seeing the courtyard neatly organized by Liu Shulan, he held back his words.
Upon reaching Liu Shulanâs main chamber, she was dressed in a dark green dress. Her slender waist was adorned with a jade belt, accentuating her graceful figure, and arousing the most primal desires in a manâs heart.
Su Dingheng rushed forward and embraced Liu Shulan. âMy Lanâer.â
He held her, closed the door, and their passionate embrace began.
Liu Shulan initially wanted to resist but welcomed him, using an old-fashioned technique that tickled Su Dinghengâs heart.
As he was about to make another move, Liu Shulan softly whimpered, âIt hurtsâ¦â
Liu Shulanâs eyes brimmed with tears. Though her tears hadnât fallen yet, they had already tugged at Su Dinghengâs heartstrings.
Thinking she was doing it for fun, he couldnât help but smile. âLanâer, 1 love it when you call me that.â
Just as he was about to proceed, Liu Shulanâs tears fell. âMarquis, youâre causing pain to me.â
âI havenât even started anything yet!â Su Dingheng furrowed his brow. This was not the usual playfulness.
âItâs because I injured my hand while cleaning the house todayâ¦â
Liu Shulan concealed her hands behind her back. Her tearful eyes, combined with a delicate tone, had the effect of a 70% pitiful and 30% delicate appeal. She didnât utter the word âwrongedâ, but it was already evident on her face.
Su Dingheng drew her hands out and noticed some minor scratches on her fair skin. The other hand showed signs of bruising, further fueling his anger. âWhatâs going on? Who dares to hurt you?â
He had always cherished Liu Shulan, knowing her to be as delicate as a flower. He had pampered her, nurturing her delicate skin, which remained as fair as snow despite bearing two children. Seeing her skin injured, he was particularly infuriated.
âFather, donât be angry. Itâs because I failed to share the burden with Mother that she injured her hand.â
Sobs from Su Yurou were audible from outside the door. Su Dingheng quickly composed himself.
He opened the door and allowed Su Yurou inside, noticing that her hands were just as injured as Liu Shulanâs, with visible calluses, as if she had overworked herself.
He was furious. âWhatâs going on? Both you and Yurou are my sweethearts. Who would dare to hurt you?â
âRouâer, donât speak recklessly! Eldest Young Miss allocated this best courtyard to us. 1 believe she recently took over as the housekeeper and couldnât allocate extra manpower at the moment, so she had us clean it ourselves. You must show respect to the Eldest Young Miss.â Liu Shulan gently admonished Su Yurou..