"Yeah, that's right, as good-looking as a pig," I said thoughtfully, resting my chin on my hand.
"you"
Before the fat man could reply, a hand suddenly slammed on the table.
"Master, this servant deserves to die!" The fat man suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling.
But from my perspective, that fat guy was twitching. If it were a thin person, it would look better, but this fat guy was really an eyesore.
"Young lady, you seem to think too little of me," the old man said, glancing at the pig-headed man with an air of authority.
"Yes, of course I don't care. I'd rather eat you up." I wanted to devour that old man. I just couldn't stand him. Why are old people in ancient times so unlovable? First, there was the Empress Dowager who would have a brain fart every now and then, and now this stinky old man is putting on airs. Do I look that rude? If you had a better attitude, I would have respectfully called you auntie and uncle.
"Young lady, you have no manners at all! When did I ever ask you to get up?" I was so angry that the old man slammed his hand on the table even harder.
You're talking to me about manners again? My manners are better than anyone else's, so you old fogies just look down on me?
"Hmph, I already said I just came in for a stroll." I didn't want to look at the old man, so I let my gaze wander around.
"Going for a stroll? Do you think I'm so easily fooled, young lady? If you're going to go for a stroll, why did you climb over the wall in the middle of the night?" The old man's face immediately darkened, and his eyes seemed to shoot out sparks.
"It's not that I can't go shopping in the morning, do you think I like going out at night?" I scratched my hair in frustration.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"Master, what's wrong?"
Two voices came from outside the hall. Then I saw a tall woman with regular features, an oval face, and fair skin. Except for a few more shallow crow's feet at the corners of her eyes than before, her sharp eyes had been looking at me since she came in.
Following behind was a woman in a pink rose-scented, form-fitting robe with long sleeves, over which she wore a light green, floral-patterned gauze skirt. She moved with delicate steps, her slender waist swaying gracefully, her fair wrists peeking through the sheer fabric. Her hair was styled in a high bun, revealing her temples; her eyebrows were lightly drawn, her eyes held a spring-like allure, and her skin was as smooth and warm as jade. She was a woman of slender, captivating beauty, alluring and mesmerizing.
Wow, another beauty! There were so many handsome men and beautiful women in ancient times. It's really a feast for the eyes. But I felt very uncomfortable with the old woman in front of me.
"Madam, Miss," everyone in the hall knelt down.
As I was excitedly admiring the beautiful woman, she angrily shouted, "You damned, lowly servant, kneel down!"
I gave that young lady a look of disgust. It was truly heartbreaking; she had such a beautiful face, yet she turned out to be such a person.
"What are you looking at? Kneel down!" Seeing that I remained unmoved, the young lady glared at me even more fiercely, her arrogance and domineering nature on her face was unmistakable.
"Why should I kneel before you?" I said with a forced smile.
"You... Guards, beat this lowly servant to death!" She stormed over and sat down in a seat below the main seat, shouting at the people next to her.
The old woman and the old man did not stop them, letting the servants approach me.
I backed away, looking for an opening to slip away, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the gloating expressions on the old woman's and the arrogant young lady's faces.
I had no desire to be angry with them anymore. When I saw a servant with a weakness, I lifted my foot and kicked randomly, without thinking twice.
"Ouch, ouch!" came the pitiful cries from all around. I pushed hard and rushed out of the hall.
"Quickly, bring her back!" came the old man's furious voice from behind.
I kept looking back and didn't pay attention to what was in front of me.
'Bang!' I bumped into someone, and my forehead throbbed with pain.
"Who is it? That shameless bastard dared to bump into me..." When I saw the familiar face, I choked and shut my mouth, no longer saying a word.
"Shameless?" came rolling out of his mouth like a string of pearls.
The words above me were like a cold wind, chilling me to the bone, my teeth chattering. "No...no."
I really deserved a beating for calling Jue shameless. Now it seems I'm even more shameless than Jue in my cowardly state.
"Absolutely!" I lowered my head, not daring to look at that stormy face.
"Is it fun?" A cold wind blew against me, making me shiver.
A silence followed...
"Waaaaah... I'm so sorry, I promise I'll never run around like that again, I'll be good." I couldn't stand the cold air, and the gaze from above was so intense it was almost frightening.
"Grab her!" | The servants behind me approached.
I quickly hugged Jue and cried, "Jue, save me! They're going to kill me!"
Although he was angry with me, he calmed down a bit because I apologized first. Then, when he heard me say that someone wanted to kill me, he pulled me behind him and stared coldly at the group of people.
The night was somewhat dark, and the deep eyes glowed with a green light, like the eyes of a wolf in the night, devoid of any warmth. It was as if, in his eyes, you were a dead person, a cold, empty shell. The darkness in those eyes deeply entangled the pain in people's hearts. There was no ripple in the stillness of his eyes, yet he gave people the fear of being plunged into hell. Those were not human eyes.
Chapter 59
"Who...who...are you? Don't...don't be ungrateful," the fat man stammered, finally managing to finish his sentence.
Hiding behind Jue, I didn't see Jue's expression. I looked disdainfully at the fat guy in front of me who was so scared he was about to cry. Was it really that bad? Jue is so cute!
I had only been focused on Jue and hadn't noticed the old man next to him and Xiao Wu and the others behind him. It wasn't until the old man called out that I started to look around more carefully.
Seeing Xiaowu, my heart surged with emotion. I ran over and grabbed her sleeve, crying pitifully, "Xiaowu, waaaah, I missed you so much! Do you know what? That old jerk tried to kill me! I didn't steal anything, I didn't rob anything, I'm just a good girl. Why was he so cruel? I just wanted to see the treasure, and he tried to kill me! You don't know, they chased me for half a day! My back is so sore! Xiaowu!" I rattled off a whole bunch of things, not even caring whether Xiaowu understood or not. In my mind, Xiaowu was so smart, she would definitely understand.
I was initially a little startled when the young lady grabbed me, then she launched into a long, rambling monologue. I was a bit dizzy from all the talking, but I managed to understand what she meant: she was accusing someone of bullying her.
"Miss, be good," Xiao Wu, having run out of words, could only pat her mistress's head and speak in a coaxing tone towards a child.
"Hmm" was obviously something that others didn't appreciate, but Zi Xue appreciated it very much. Her tears stopped in no time, which left Xiao Wu and the others speechless.
I leisurely ran to Jue's side, grabbed his clothes tightly, and looked at them with an innocent expression.
Jue withdrew his cold gaze, looked down at the person tugging at his clothes, and a look of doting and amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Steward Xu, the master ordered us to capture her." The fat man took out a handkerchief from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and looked at the old man next to him with a pitiful and troubled expression.
The old man gave me a scrutinizing look. In this manor, how could someone without a brain have climbed to the position of steward? Judging from Young Master Jue's behavior, that girl must be very important. I can't afford to offend her, lest I end up doing a thankless job.
"Shut up, I'll go report to the master first." Steward Xu glared at the fat man with disgust and hurried to the hall.
Although the fat man was not very bright, he was still quite perceptive. Seeing that the man protecting the woman was being treated with such respect by the butler, he knew that the man was no ordinary person. He didn't want to die, so of course he wouldn't risk his life to fight.
Glancing sideways at the fat man standing there spinelessly and silently, I curled my lip and said, "Boring."
"You still want to play?" Jue pulled me close, drawing me into his arms, and questioned me in a deep, sexy voice.
"No, absolutely not." I'm not an idiot. I can tell Jue is still angry. There's no reason for me to add fuel to the fire and set myself on fire.
"Can't you be a little more obedient?" He sighed inwardly, looking at the fawning woman in his arms. He felt helpless and frustrated. Xue'er was still the same. She didn't know that she shouldn't show her emotions so easily. If it weren't for the cunning in her eyes, he might really believe that she wouldn't cause trouble!
His piercing gaze made me shrink back a little, and I weakly said, "Okay, I'll be good."
"I was unaware of Young Master Jue's arrival. I have failed to greet you properly. My apologies!" came the hearty laughter of that annoying old man from behind.
"No," he patted my head and let go of me, but I still leaned against him, my eyes fixed on that old geezer.
It was common knowledge that Young Master Jue was aloof. Even though he was dissatisfied, Old Man Luo still laughed and said, "It is my honor that Young Master Jue has graced my humble abode. Please." The old man gestured for Jue to come in and sit down.
Without any hesitation, he pulled me toward the hall where he had just tried to kill me.
Upon entering the hall, the old man and Jue sat in the seats of honor, while I sat below Jue and began to examine the chairs with great interest.
Tch, how boring. It's just sandalwood, not gold and jade from Xiao Yao's family. It looks so tacky. Wait, Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, ah, I remember Xiao Yao's lousy father's surname is Luo, and it seems to be Luo Village, one of the five great villages. Ah, it can't be such a coincidence!
I stared wide-eyed at the old man, scrutinizing him closely. Hmm, the eyebrows were similar, the eyes were similar—clearly not a peaceful person. But Xiao Yao's eyes didn't have that same sinister glint. Hmm, the more I looked, the more similar he seemed. Finally, I concluded: that must be Xiao Yao's irresponsible father! No wonder I felt so uncomfortable around him—that's why! (Author's note: What's with the discomfort? Her father has nothing to do with you. Zi Xue's words: You just don't understand! I always feel uncomfortable around bad people. The author murmured: That's true.)
"Someone, bring tea!" The dim-witted old man waved his hand and called to the servants in the hall.
"Master, who is this?" asked the older woman who had been the third party in the affair.
"Haha, this is Young Master Jue," the old man happily explained to his old woman.
"Oh, so it's Young Master Jue. Young Master Jue, I greet you." The old lady stood up and curtsied.
Logically speaking, Madam Luo should not have had to bow to Jue, but because of Jue's status, even members of the royal family had to be careful around him, so Madam Luo's bow was in accordance with proper etiquette.
"Young Master Jue, this humble woman greets you." The arrogant young lady from before turned into a docile little lamb when she saw Jue. If I hadn't seen her true face earlier, I would really think she was a beautiful and gentle young lady.
Clearly, in their eyes, they only saw the handsome and alluring Jue, forgetting the inconspicuous me beneath him.
He didn't say a word, but silently picked up the tea that the maid had brought and sipped it.
"I wonder what brings Young Master Jue here?" Seeing that Jue remained silent, the old man Luo grew anxious and asked hastily.
"It's nothing, he came to pick me up." I still couldn't swallow my anger. I knew it was impolite to enter someone's manor in the middle of the night, but they weren't going to kill me, were they? Now, hearing the old man's question, I blurted it out in a somewhat harsh tone.
"This..." The old man was speechless. The butler had just told him that the woman they were going to kill was someone that Young Master Jue valued highly, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"My wife has offended me greatly, please don't take it to heart, Master," Jue coldly uttered through gritted teeth.
"No, no," Old Man Luo said fearfully, wiping away his sweat.
"Jue, let's go back." I pouted, looking at the arrogant young lady across from me who was staring at Jue with a shy expression. When I heard Jue say that I was his wife, his sharp eyes shot towards me, and I felt relieved.
Jue glanced at me, then stood up. At this moment, the old man hurriedly said, "Wait, if Young Master Jue doesn't mind, please stay in my humble abode for a few days."
He glanced at the old man briefly, then nodded.
After Jue agreed, the old man immediately prepared two rooms for Jue and me. Did he really think I didn't know? The old man hoped that his daughter could marry Jue, so of course he didn't want me to bother her. But Jue wouldn't allow it, so he had no choice but to prepare this room. When I turned around and saw the young lady frantically crumpling her handkerchief, I was even happier.
I pouted and looked at Jue with dissatisfaction, asking, "Why did you have to stay?"
He would never say "nothing," no matter how many times I asked him. He would never tell me and always made me guess.
Helpless, I turned my gaze to Xiao Wu.
“Miss, the master is doing this for you. You caused such a scene at Luo Manor. If the Lord of Luo Manor says something, it will affect the master’s reputation. Although the master doesn’t care about these things, there will inevitably be some rumors, and your reputation will also be in jeopardy,” Xiao Wu patiently explained to me.
I looked at Jue with tears in my eyes, moved to tears, and said, "Jue, you're so kind."
A knock sounded on the door, and a disgusting voice came from outside: "Young Master Jue, are you there?"
Doesn't that young lady know she needs to sleep at night? What does she want, knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night?! (The author scoffs: You yourself admit you climbed through a dog hole to enter someone else's house in the middle of the night. Zi Xue says: This "middle of the night" is not that "middle of the night." Author's note: You're just bragging.)
Xue'er has been writing it in her spare time. I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting so long.