Sima Hong's apologetic smile froze on his face, and he stood there with his eyes wide open, his head and face covered with tea leaves and dripping tea.
This bad-tempered girl! Sima Hong was simply furious. If she was given a little sunshine, she would be very happy! If she didn't teach her a lesson, she would still think that her husband was a sick cat!
"You!" Sima Hong, who was not in a good mood as a husband, blew his beard and glared, but when he met Mingyu's eyes, his attitude and tone softened immediately, "Well, didn't the doctor tell you not to get out of bed?" Why did you get out of bed again? You were wearing so thin clothes and sitting in front of the window drinking tea. What if the cold wind blew in and hit you
Mingyu glanced at him, put down the teacup in her hand, clapped her hands, and called out slowly, "Sister Liu, help me get on the bed and rest, my stomach hurts again!"
Mrs. Liu, who was waiting outside, responded immediately and ran in. She looked up and saw Sima Hong standing in front of the window with a head of tea leaves. She hurriedly lowered her head, trying hard to hold back her laughter. She helped Mingyu slowly walk to the bed, took off her shoes and laid her down, and covered her with a quilt. She whispered, "Don't go to sleep yet. I'll go get you some medicine. You can go to sleep after you drink it."
Mingyu nodded. Just as Sister Liu was about to leave, she heard Mingyu hum behind her, "Close the window. People say that if you are looked at too many times by ugly people, your baby will also be ugly."
What's so ugly about him? If he was ugly, would this girl marry him? Now he's turned his back on me! Sima Hong was furious, and he stood outside the window, pointing at Mingyu and said, "You...you...I'm telling you, don't go too far!" He also had dignity.
Mingyu turned over, leaving only the back of her head to Sima Hong, and touched her stomach, saying lightly, "Oh, my stomach hurts!"
In a word, Sima Hong felt so suffocated that he almost suffocated. All his dissatisfaction died down. He was really in the wrong in this matter.
Sister Liu lowered her head and walked to the window sill, and whispered to Sima Hong: "My Lord, I'm sorry!" Then she closed the window.
Mingyu reminded him again, "Put the bolt in place."
Sima Hong listened to the sound of the bolt falling from the window, and with a head full of tea leaves on his head, he scratched his ears and gnashed his teeth in anger, "You are so cruel!"
After a while, Mingyu heard the sound of heavy footsteps leaving outside the window. She turned over and stared at the **'s hundred-child curtain with boredom, counting the chubby white dolls embroidered on it one by one, trying to see if there were really a hundred of them. However, after counting for a while, her eyes became sore, so she closed her eyes to rest for a while. When she opened her eyes again, she could not remember where she had counted to, so she started counting from the beginning again. Anyway, she didn't have much of anything now, but she had a lot of time.
At this time, Sister Liu came in with medicine and helped Mingyu to drink it. The medicine for pregnancy protection had an unpleasant bitter smell. Mingyu held the dark bowl of medicine, which was a little hot, and drank it in small sips. The bitterness made her tongue numb. A tear fell into her medicine bowl, leaving a circle of fine lines.
Mrs. Liu saw it clearly and couldn't help but sit next to Mingyu and persuade her: "Madam, you have to think more positively!"
Mingyu smiled, took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, shook her head and said with a smile: "This medicine is too hard to drink, it's so bitter that it makes me cry."
"Madam, I am sorry to say something inappropriate. The Marquis has you in his heart. Look, he didn't even dare to enter the door early in the morning. He just stood outside the window and looked at you eagerly. If you say a few nice words to him and give him a way out, then no matter what unhappiness he has, it will be over!" Sister Liu said in a low voice.
In her eyes, the young couple, the Marquis and his wife, were both very good people. Although she didn't know why they quarreled, it was not a big deal for them to ignore each other. It was a pity. It would be better if they lived in harmony as before. Besides, the wife was pregnant. How could she push a man away at this time? The Marquis was such a good man, and there were many girls who wanted to marry him. If the man surnamed Lu succeeded, it would be too late for the wife to regret it.
Mingyu shook her head. The knot in his heart could not be resolved by her two kind words. She was afraid that in his eyes, she had been branded as "improper before marriage". It was just that she met an old friend on Valentine's Day and walked a distance together. She told the truth. There was nothing shameful. She didn't even investigate the mess he had with Luo Lingxiu and Yingrong! He was a grown man, but his mind was so small, smaller than the tip of a sesame seed needle!
Mingyu picked up the medicine bowl and continued to drink. She felt nothing after drinking the bitter medicine. She felt empty inside. She recalled the words Sima Hong whispered to her in their sweet love. Now it seemed that they were just illusions to make her happy for a while.
When he is happy, everything about you is good, even his temper is funny, and he is willing to tolerate everything. But when you offend him in some way and he becomes unhappy, everything is wrong, even walking with an old friend is a big mistake.
Sima Hong wandered absentmindedly into the government office. Bai Hao came over and asked him what plans he had for the day. Sima Hong had told him a few days ago that the land he had bought had been processed and the deeds had been approved. He could hire farmers to cultivate the land in the spring. He asked him whether he wanted to go to the land and take a look in person.
Sima Hong has always been very confident about these matters. He was about to wave his hand and let him tell Mingyu about this, but then he remembered that the doctor had told Mingyu to rest well last night, so he decided to wait a few days before telling her.
"No need, just watch it happen." Sima Hong waved his hand.
Baihao moved his lips and was about to say something, Sima Hong straightened up from his chair, looked at Baihao and smiled, "You are not young anymore, do you have a girl you like, tell me, I will propose marriage to you." A few days ago, he had been discussing with Mingyu about finding a wife for Baihao, but they had just moved and there were too many things to do, so they delayed it. Today, he thought about it again and wanted to do it as soon as possible, otherwise when his mother came, it would be the New Year, and then Mingyu would be expecting a baby, it would take who knows how long, and he didn't want to make Baihao's marriage hasty and simple, it would really be unfair to his brother who had been loyal to him for so many years.
Sima Hong thought that as long as Baihao was not the legitimate daughter of a fourth-rank official, with his status and face, he could help Baihao marry anyone he liked. Although Baihao was not an official, he was his most trusted confidant. He was the only one below him in Tianshui, and ordinary officials could not compare to him. What was rare was that he was smart and kind, and never bullied others by relying on his power.
Just like his father's steward Sima Wu, who was so glorious and powerful. In Sima Hong's eyes, no matter how good a girl's family background was, she was worthy of Baihao.
Speaking of marriage, Bai Hao's face turned red, but thinking that he was not a child anymore and that children of his peers could already help with housework, he said readily: "Let the master and the mistress decide. I don't want a girl from a high family, as long as she is reasonable." He thought very realistically. Although he was in a good position and was addressed as "Master Bai" wherever he went, he was still a steward after all. Sima Hong had freed him from slavery, but he was essentially still a servant serving his master. There might not be any official lady who would marry him, and even if there was one who was willing, she would definitely be coveting the power of the marquis's mansion and must not be a simple person.
Sima Hong smiled and patted Baihao on the shoulder, "You should look around more. The most important thing in finding a wife is to find someone who suits your taste. No matter how good others think she is, it's not as good as what you think."
Baihao looked at the old-fashioned marquis who was smiling like an experienced person, and couldn't help but criticize someone in his heart. He thought it was good at the beginning, why did he think it was bad now? He gave up his good home and squeezed on this palm-sized couch to sleep.
After Bai Hao left, he found a few people in the army who had a good personal relationship with Sima Hong, and made an appointment to gather at the Marquis' Mansion in the evening. By that time, if it got late, the Marquis would not have to go back to the office to sleep in front of so many people.
After discussing it, several people came to Sima Hong to talk about this matter. Lin Hui and others didn't know that Sima Hong and his wife were arguing. They just thought it was the same as before, a few like-minded friends gathered together to drink and talk. Although Sima Hong was a little surprised, he still nodded and agreed, and asked them to come early in the evening, fearing that these old bachelors would get drunk and disturb Mingyu's rest if they stayed up too late.
Seeing that Sima Hong agreed, Baihao hurried back to the mansion and told Mingyu through the window that the Marquis wanted to invite a few brothers to drink in the evening. Mingyu was still somewhat polite to Baihao, telling him not to worry, it would be done. After Baihao left, Mingyu called a few maids and told them to buy wine and food and prepare two tables.
At night, the guests came one after another. Sima Hong greeted the guests in the front yard. Mingyu drank the medicine and was helped to the front yard by Liu Saozi. There were guests, and they were Sima Hong's friends. As the hostess, she had to go to the front yard to greet the guests. Even if she and Sima Hong had a quarrel, it was between them. In front of outsiders, she still had to take on the responsibility of the wife of the marquis and leave enough face for Sima Hong.
Walking to the corner of the corridor and crossing a stone road is the front yard. There is no one living here and there are few lanterns hanging. In the darkness, Mingyu heard the voices of two women talking.
At first Mingyu thought that the servants in the mansion were gossiping about other people's private affairs. She had no interest in eavesdropping and was about to ask Sister Liu to stop them, but she stopped. She recognized that it was Lu Xuer's voice that was speaking, and the content of the conversation was about Mingyu, the wife of the Marquis.
"She's not virtuous at all!" Lu Xuer said bitterly, "I heard that the mistresses of those wealthy families would take concubines for their husbands when they got pregnant. She has been pregnant for such a long time, but she has never mentioned taking a concubine for the Marquis. Does she think that others are blind and don't know?"
A thin voice rang out, "Miss, don't be anxious. If the Marquis takes a concubine, who can be better than you? Just wait patiently, good things will not be far away." RS