Return to the Marquis's Mansion and marry a playboy

Chapter 9: What is your name

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When the news spread, the villagers were very conflicted. On the one hand, they were grateful to the second young master, but on the other hand, they felt that he was a real lustful man. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should praise him or despise him.

After Xie Nanjia returned from the mansion, he was in a very frustrated mood. He was walking around the room thinking hard about a good plan when Xiu'er's mother came in with a worried look on her face.

"Mom, it's not even noon yet, why are you back?" Xie Nanjia asked.

Xiu'er's mother sighed and held her hand, telling her the news she heard in the field, and then said worriedly: "What should we do, Xiu'er? It seems that we can't escape this time."

When Xie Nanjia learned that Zhao Jingyu was looking for the beauty he had visited in the morning, he realized that the person he was looking for was himself, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

As expected, Zhao Jingyu, this pervert, did not disappoint her. In this way, she could enter the mansion smoothly.

To prevent Xiu'er's mother from worrying, she gently comforted her: "Mother, don't worry. If I am chosen, I will definitely protect myself and not let myself suffer any loss."

"That's the Second Young Master. If he uses force, how can you get away?" Xiu'er's mother's eyes were red.

Xie Nanjia said: "I have my own way, just relax."

Xiu'er's mother was already at a loss. Seeing her daughter's calmness, as if she had it all planned out, she couldn't help but start to doubt again: "Xiu'er, you are really different from before. Mother almost doesn't recognize you anymore."

Xie Nanjia smiled and said, "Mom, people always have to grow up. Some people grow up slowly, while others grow up quickly in an instant. You think I am different from before because I have experienced life and death. If someone who has died once has not made any progress, then it would be a waste of life."

Xiu'er's mother stared at her blankly, her eyes reddening: "Mom's Xiu'er has really grown up."

*****

Hu Sanmu finally gathered all the girls in the farm before the two incense sticks burned out. Now, these girls were standing in two neat rows outside the mansion, waiting for the second young master to come and choose them personally.

Accompanied by Wei Jun, the second young master walked out of the courtyard leisurely, fanning himself with a folding fan. He was dressed in a red dress that fluttered freely and ostentatiously in the early summer sunshine. His beautiful face dazzled everyone's eyes. He stood outside the door, and before he opened his mouth, the girls' faces were already blushing with shame, and their hearts were pounding.

Xie Nanjia stood in the crowd with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Everyone in the capital knows that the Second Young Master likes to wear red clothes. But now that his eldest sister-in-law is in mourning, he, a half-brother, is still wearing such gorgeous clothes, which shows that he doesn't even bother to put on a show.

Yes, even though I am his eldest sister-in-law, I have never had any interaction with him. He is disrespectful to his stepmother, so how can I expect him to wear mourning for his sister-in-law

Zhao Jingyu stood on the stone steps in front of the door with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning the girls one by one.

He had no idea what kind of face the slender figure had. The country girls' clothes were unremarkable and they all lowered their heads, so he couldn't tell which one was the beauty he had caught a glimpse of.

The guard had seen it, but he would never allow those stupid and vulgar eyes to defile his beauty.

"Let them turn around and walk seven steps forward." He instructed Hu Sanmu who was waiting at the stairs.

Hu Sanmu was confused. He didn't understand why he had to turn around and why he had to take seven steps instead of six or eight. However, he didn't dare to question it at all and loudly conveyed the second young master's order.

The girls turned and took seven steps forward.

The thin and plump figures had different walking postures. Zhao Jingyu watched quietly, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He said to Hu Sanmu: "The third one on the left in the first row, call her over."

Hu Sanmu looked in the direction where he said that, and his heart skipped a beat again. He was indeed a second young master who had been around many beauties, and he could tell the girl’s sleeves at a glance.

At this point, he had no way to hide it anymore, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over to Xie Nanjia and said, "Xiu'er, come with me."

Xie Nanjia was not surprised at all, and calmly stepped out and followed him.

The girls were envious and jealous, and they were all gritting their teeth in their hearts. Xiu'er was a vixen, and there was no man that she could not seduce.

Hu Sanmu whispered, "Xiu'er, I was wrong to slander you in public. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me. When the relief grain arrives, I will give your family some more, okay?"

Xie Nanjia raised her eyelids and glanced at him, neither saying yes nor no.

Hu Sanmu's heart was beating fast. He reached the bottom of the stairs while he was talking. He didn't dare to say anything more. He bowed and said to Zhao Jingyu: "Second Master, the person is here."

"Yes." Zhao Jingyu nodded, his eyes fell on Xie Nanjia, and he said slowly, "Raise your head."

Xie Nanjia smelled a faint scent of ambergris. She took a deep breath and slowly raised her head.

The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with ordinary double buns, old clothes, and a thin stature. However, her simple dress could not hide her delicate face, which was as pretty as a dewy branch of flower after the rain, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

Zhao Jingyu smiled.

He was right, this was the beauty he was looking for!

"What's your name?" He lightly lifted Xie Nanjia's chin with the folding fan in his hand and smiled with his peach blossom eyes.

(End of this chapter)