Chu Lian smiled without answering. He Changdiâs status was different from Sima Huiâs, after all. He had just entered the army and was a man. Furthermore, Great General Qian was known for being strict with his troops. He Changdi was already pretty lucky to get a two-man tent like this, and in such a short period of time, too. Otherwise, he would have had to squeeze into the barracks.
Chu Lian was right. If not for how she had helped Old Duke Zheng, and had Old Duke Zheng not sent the letter to Great General Qian, He Changdi wouldnât have been able to rise in the ranks so quickly, nor would he be getting this sort of treatment.
Wenqing pointed at the bed that was further in. âThird Young Madam, that one should be Third Young Masterâs bed. Look, thereâs the fleece mattress we brought from our estate. Why donât you sit there?â
Chu Lian walked up to the bed and pulled her hand from her sleeve. She gently touched the slightly flattened, worn mattress before holding her hand up to her nose and taking a sniff. Then, she shook her head and sat on the other bed instead. âThis one is Husbandâs bed.â
Ah? Wenqing found it strange so she looked at the two beds again. She didnât understand how Third Young Madam had been able to differentiate them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The mattress on the other bed was clearly from the Jingâan Estate though?
Without waiting for Wenqing to ask, Chu Lian began to explain. âLook at the boots next to the bed.â
He Changdi was tall and his legs were long. Of course his feet were bigger. Xiao Hongyu was shorter, so his feet tended towards a smaller size.
Furthermore, Chu Lian had been the one to send this pair of boots to He Changdi. She had changed them a little, adding a layer of leather on the inside of the boots. The insides wouldnât get wet even when it rained. She had also made a small decorative mark on an unassuming corner of the boots that only the maidservants of Songtao Court would recognise.
Fleece bedding and blankets could be given away, but everyoneâs shoes were differently sized. He Changdi and Xiao Hongyuâs feet were so different that they couldnât possibly share their socks and boots.
Wenqing and Wenlan looked down at the very different boots. Both of them understood.
They looked up at Chu Lian with shining eyes. Wenlan couldnât hold back the smirk tugging up the corners of her lips.
Hmph! Who would dare to cast doubts on Third Young Master and Third Young Madamâs relationship now? Third Young Madam had discerned Third Young Masterâs bed at one glance!
Chu Lian had only given them a very simple reason. Actually, she hadnât used the shoes to determine which of the beds was He Changdiâs.
He Sanlang was rather fussy, even bordering a little on the obsessive-compulsive side. He was also a clean freak, although it wasnât too serious.
She had discovered this the last time he had taken a shower at Liangzhouâs He Estate.
The first time she saw him enter, He Sanlang had been covered in dirt. His expression had been ugly as well, clearly hating his state of uncleanliness. Later on, he had taken a whole hour to bathe. When Wenqing had gone to clean up the dirty clothes in the bathroom, she had discovered that He Sanlang had actually folded up all the dirty clothes and placed them neatly on the side table next to the bathtub. The soap bar had also been covered back up, and the towel had been folded up right next to the soap box.
The corner of Chu Lianâs mouth twitched as she glanced down at He Changdiâs bed.
Although it was simple, the blankets on it had been neatly made. The pillow was placed right at the head of the bed, and not a single wrinkle could be seen on the blankets. As for the other bed, although it couldnât be considered messy, it was a whole different story when compared to He Changdiâs.
There was one more point that Chu Lian was too embarrassed to reveal. Although He Changdi was a man, he always carried a clean, nice-smelling scent. Meanwhile, that fleece blanket had stunk of sweat...
If Xiao Hongyu were to find out that he had been slighted by Sister-in-Law in this way, he would have definitely rolled around on the floor like a child, demanding snacks to recover from this mental blow.