The maids all heaved a collective sigh of relief. After all they had finally figured out it was a person. They had thought it was just a ghost possessing the carriage.
It took Mingyu a long time to recognize that the woman who was as thin as a firewood stick and had a pale face and tear marks was Luo Lingxiu. This was also due to the fact that she had an inch-long hair on her head. It was estimated that no one had shaved her head during the journey, so the hair had just grown out.
"It's you..." Mingyu murmured, "Mother brought you back too?" She brought her back but didn't let her get off the carriage. Given how much "care" Miao had for Luo Lingxiu, it was unlikely that she forgot there was such a person in the luggage. She must have thrown her on the carriage on purpose.
The carriage was simple, the mattress was not thick, and Luo Lingxiu was only covered with a quilt, so it was no wonder that she was shivering from the cold. Mingyu looked up at the sky, it was dark and starless, and it was likely to snow heavily tonight. After this night, she would have to collect Luo Lingxiu's body the next day.
What kind of things are these old ladies doing? Mingyu really hates Sima Hong's grandmother and wants to ask how she raised her daughter. They are both weird!
If Luo Lingxiu got hurt from the cold, how would others view the Anxi Marquisate? No matter how much you hate someone, you shouldn't torture them like this. It would hurt the enemy eight hundred times and hurt yourself a thousand times.
Luo Lingxiu was wrapped in a thin blanket and shivered as she looked at Mingyu. She certainly recognized Mingyu. Looking at Mingyu's bulging belly, she could not hide the hatred in her eyes. If it hadn't been an accident, if Mingyu hadn't existed, she would have been the mistress of the Anxi Marquis's mansion. She should have been the lady standing here with luxurious clothes and food! It was Xu Mingyu who robbed her of everything, and also robbed her cousin Baoger.
Now that she knew this, Mingyu couldn't just leave her alone. However, Miao threw her here and was determined to torture her, and Mingyu couldn't openly go against Miao. Besides, she had not forgotten the good things Luo Lingxiu had done for her, and she was not a devotee of the Virgin Mary Church.
"Ask someone to come and take a look in half an hour. If there is anything wrong, call a doctor immediately." Mingyu whispered to the maid beside her, "Also, send a large charcoal brazier. If the charcoal burns out at night, remember to add charcoal, don't... anything unexpected happens."
Since Miao didn't let Luo Lingxiu get off the carriage, Mingyu would not let Luo Lingxiu get off either, but no one could get into any accidents in the Anxi Marquis' Mansion.
Mingyu's voice was not hard to hear in the silent snowy night. Luo Lingxiu said shivering from the cold, "No...no...you...you are just pretending to be kind!" However, she did not dare to say anything else. She said toughly, but in her heart she was afraid that Mingyu would be so angry that she would not even give her the charcoal brazier. It was said that people who froze to death died in a very miserable way.
Mingyu glanced at her. Luo Lingxiu's face was pale, her eye sockets were deep, her cheekbones were high, and she looked like a ghost. Recalling the noble and gentle grandma of the Marquis's Mansion when they first met, she couldn't believe it was the same person. Sometimes she was in heaven, sometimes she was in hell. It was fate that made her suffer the consequences.
She couldn't bear to watch Luo Lingxiu freeze to death. Apart from considering the reputation of the Anxi Marquis' Mansion, she herself couldn't bear to watch someone freeze to death. There is a moral bottom line for people, even if this person is the person she hates the most.
After Sima Hong came out from Miao's place, he told Nanny Wei, who was waiting outside, to add a quilt for Luo Lingxiu. Thinking that things had developed to this point, there was no need to meet again. Feeling sad, he went straight back to his own yard.
As soon as they got back, Mingyu took off his outer robe and asked tentatively, "Mother brought my sister-in-law back. Did you know?"
When Sima Hong saw Mingyu asking this, he knew that she must have known, and nodded, "I just heard from my mother that someone has sent the bedding over."
Mingyu was filled with rage and fired at him, "What does mother mean by this? Will she feel comfortable only if people freeze to death at home? Why don't you think about the consequences? Those well-fed and idle civil servants are worried about having nothing to do but to pick on you!"
Sima Hong smiled bitterly, "Isn't this just persuasion? She has such a temper that she won't give in even if she's right. When father and grandmother were here, she dared to do it. Besides, she's the eldest in the mansion now, and no one can control her. Don't say these things in front of her. Mother will definitely get angry and won't listen to your advice. Let me talk about everything. She will always listen to me."
"I know that. I will definitely be respectful in front of her." Mingyu sighed, "I had someone send a charcoal brazier over and asked someone to check every half an hour at night. I didn't dare let anyone get off the car, for fear of upsetting my mother."
Sima Hong hugged Mingyu and said, "It's enough to do this. We can't handle more." After hugging Mingyu and kissing her for a while, Sima Hong suddenly remembered something and asked, "What are you going to do about the housekeeper? Leave it to mother?"
Mingyu nodded and said, "Your salary is just a little bit of silver, just give it all to her." We have invited the big Buddha to our home, how can we not let her be the housekeeper
Sima Hong's private money was still in her hands. At the end of every month, the silver tribute from officials was delivered directly to her by Baihao. Her salary was only ninety cents, which was barely enough to support such a large family. It was impossible for Miao to come up with something strange and add more people, unless she used her own money. Then it would depend on how Sima Hong would deal with it.
Thinking of this, Mingyu suddenly grabbed Sima Hong by the collar and said with gritted teeth: "Let me be frank with you. If you dare to take a concubine or a maid, I will scratch your face and send you back to your parents' home!" She decided to grow her fingernails from today. If a man dared to cheat on her, she would scratch his handsome face and see if he dares to flirt with other women again!
Sima Hong laughed so hard that he raised his hands to beg for mercy, "Madam, how dare I do that? All the money I earn is in your hands. I don't have a penny of my own. Which woman would be willing to be with a poor man like me?"
He's pretending quite well. The title of Marquis of Anxi is there. Even if he's poor, there are still a lot of women throwing themselves at him, right
Mingyu had finished her bath, wearing only a white undershirt. The floor heater in the room was so hot that her white feet were dangling in the air, making Sima Hong feel like he was being scratched by a cat. He turned over and pressed Mingyu under him. Fearing that he would press Mingyu's stomach, he supported himself with his hands and said in a hoarse voice, "Yu'er, you can't do this. You neither let me touch you nor let me touch other women. What if your husband gets sick from being held back? What will you do in the future?"
Mingyu herself was also itching to have itchy skin. She thought about how the baby had been very well behaved during this period and the morning sickness was not as severe as others said. The doctor also said that the child was growing well, so there should be no problem...
“Then be gentle…” Mingyu blushed and bit her lip, “Don’t touch the baby.”
Sima Hong excitedly tore open Mingyu's shirt. Mingyu lay on the bed with a red face and closed her eyes. Since she became pregnant, she had never exposed herself in front of Sima Hong.
After unbuttoning her middle shirt, the bright red bellyband wrapped around her round chest was exposed. Under the bellyband embroidered with peony flowers was Mingyu's bulging belly. Sima Hong pulled open the bellyband, kissed Mingyu's belly first, and said with a smile: "Baby, be good later!"
Mingyu was sweating profusely after hearing this. He even had to say hello to the children before doing this. It was true that the Sima family was full of weirdos. He hoped that his children would not become like their father in the future.
Mingyu was warm after taking a bath. Sima Hong was not in a hurry to enter directly. He first lowered his head and kissed Mingyu's lips, then inserted his tongue into her. Their lips and tongues entangled for a long time, and the two of them were panting and their cheeks flushed. Mingyu was quite dissatisfied that he had stripped her naked, but he was still well dressed. She unbuttoned Sima Hong's inner clothes with her hands, and her soft little hands touched his skin lightly, which made Sima Hong feel a trembling pleasure.
"Hurry up..." Sima Hong couldn't wait any longer.
Mingyu smiled, and the bright and seductive smile at that moment dazzled Sima Hong, so he simply took action himself, tore off the clothes that were in the way, and threw them under the bed. Mingyu took his hand, which was calloused by the sword, and touched the softest part of her chest. "Don't you like it?" Mingyu laughed softly, and hooked her white and tender feet on Sima Hong's legs and waist, rubbing back and forth.
Sima Hong only felt that all the blood in his body was gathered at one point in his body, and the stimulation was getting stronger and stronger. The moment he came in, Mingyu couldn't help but let out a deep breath, and subconsciously clamped Sima Hong's waist with her legs, calling out: "Ahong." Sima Hong frowned, his body tightened, and he moaned softly.
There was a maid on night duty outside, so neither of them dared to speak loudly. Sima Hong was concerned about the baby in Mingyu's belly, so he didn't dare to try any tricks as he did before. However, the two of them were greedy for such warmth and feeling, and neither of them was willing to leave the other. Sima Hong supported his body, staring at Mingyu's flushed cheeks without blinking, and thrusting hard again and again.
Mingyu tilted her head to one side, unable to stop moaning. She bit his arm in hatred. She told him to be gentler, but he was still so hard!
"You're throwing a tantrum again!" Sima Hong became even more excited. He lifted one of Mingyu's legs and placed it on his arm, then thrust forward again and again.
Mingyu's eyes were red, she didn't know whether she was excited or uncomfortable. The whole bed was shaking violently with Sima Hong's movements, and the head of the bed hit the wall loudly. "Be gentle, please..." Mingyu said intermittently. Someone outside might hear it, and she couldn't be so shameless as to not feel ashamed of it.
Sima Hong lowered his body, but did not stop the action of possessing her. He deliberately asked, "What do you want from me?"
Mingyu's heart was set, and she said with a sweet smile: "Ah Hong, I like you the most, you are my favorite person, please be gentler!"
Sima Hong's heart was coaxed into a pool of rippling spring water by Mingyu.