webnovelfull Chapter 140 Selling Hui'er
Chapter 140 Selling Hui'er
Wen Jiayue was somewhat bewildered. What did this mean?
He was always like that; his thoughtful gestures from time to time made her feel that he wasn't a heartless person.
But it turned out that her feeling was wrong.
But she couldn't help but overthink.
She had been pondering Shen Fuhan's actions the whole way down the mountain, and she didn't even know how she got down.
When I came to my senses, we had already reached the foot of the mountain.
Wen Jiayue pulled her hand away from his and whispered, "Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Shen Fuhan paused, then reminded him, "You called it wrong again."
"Third Master Yu and Miss Jiaojiao have already left, so Lord Marquis no longer needs to hide his identity."
Wen Jiayue didn't want to play this childish game with him anymore, so she quickly walked towards the carriage.
Shen Fuhan was slightly taken aback. Why was she unhappy again?
He looked down at his right hand, wondering if he had pinched her too hard again.
Back in the carriage, he glanced at Wen Jiayue seemingly casually.
Unexpectedly, she had her eyes closed, her head resting against the car wall, and her breathing seemed somewhat disordered.
He looked at her hands, which were white and flawless, her wrists hidden in her sleeves, making them difficult to see.
After a moment's thought, he didn't rush to grab her hand, but quietly stayed to the side, waiting for the right opportunity.
Wen Jiayue adjusted her breathing, trying to calm her mind.
She thought of the lovely Zhao Zhao, her little face, her laughter; only in this way could she find a moment of peace.
After a long while, Wen Jiayue opened her eyes and met Shen Fuhan's probing gaze.
He seemed to be watching her the whole time, and even when she looked at him, he didn't look away.
She tried to speak in a calm tone: "What is Your Excellency looking at?"
She had just figured it out; Shen Fuhan's kindness towards her was all out of courtesy, and he would do the same even if it were another woman.
In his heart, she was never special.
She shouldn't think that she holds a place in Shen Fuhan's heart.
They were just husband and wife, married according to their parents' wishes and the matchmaker's words, and there was never any love between them.
"I wasn't looking at anything," Shen Fuhan said, picking up the teapot. "Would you like some tea?"
Wen Jiayue shook her head, but he still poured two glasses by himself, pushing one of them in front of her.
"Going down the mountain can be tiring, so let's have a drink."
Wen Jiayue pursed her lips, showing no appreciation.
She remembered that last month, it was the same thing; she clearly didn't want to drink water before bed, but he insisted that she drink it.
He always imposed his will on her, even when she had already refused.
This time, she wasn't going to go along with him anymore, and said stiffly, "I'm not thirsty."
Shen Fuhan didn't say anything more, took a few sips of tea, and suddenly said, "Your hairpin is crooked."
Since it concerned her image, Wen Jiayue immediately reached out to touch it: "Here?"
Shen Fuhan nodded, his gaze sweeping over her fair wrist.
Sure enough, there was a faint red mark around it.
Back at the manor, after resting for a while, Wen Jiayue asked Ruyi and Huier to pack their belongings.
Hui'er kept looking around and wasn't paying attention at all.
Seeing her doing this, Ruyi frowned, clearly looking for the Marquis.
Ruyi asked, "Can you tidy it up properly?"
Her relationship with Hui'er was never very good to begin with, and Hui'er was eyeing the Marquis, so she had long disliked her.
Yesterday's conflict completely severed their ties, and they stopped pretending to be sisters.
Therefore, Ruyi spoke rather rudely.
Upon hearing this, Hui'er immediately became furious: "What kind of attitude is this?"
She was a highly respected maid in Ninghui Hall, and even the old lady liked her very much and never spoke harshly to her.
Ruyi was just a maidservant who came with an unfavored lady. Why should she speak to her like that?
“Normal attitude,” Ruyi snorted. “You are now the lady’s maid, don’t try to act like you’re from Ninghui Hall.”
After these incidents, she knew that the Marquis would definitely side with the Madam, and she wasn't afraid at all.
Hui'er glared at her: "What airs did I put on? It's clearly you who's been putting on airs all along, ordering me around just because you're the lady's dowry maid!"
“You know I’m a maid who came with you as part of your dowry, and even more so, the lady’s personal maid,” Ruyi said defiantly, “so naturally I have the right to manage you.”
Hui'er, having been rebuffed, stubbornly retorted, "What did I do? I just glanced out the window a few times, is it really that big of a deal?"
“Who doesn’t know what you’re thinking?” Ruyi tied the bundle into a tight knot, her expression fierce. “It’s as clear as day.”
Hui'er was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what she meant, but she knew it couldn't be anything good.
She wanted to argue a bit more, but then she caught sight of Wen Jiayue sitting quietly to the side and decided to complain.
She raised her voice and said, "Madam, Ruyi has become increasingly unruly lately!"
Wen Jiayue was already irritated, and seeing that she was still going to make trouble for him, she immediately said, "Do you think I was dead just now?"
Hui'er was taken aback: "What do you mean by this, Madam?"
Wen Jiayue said indifferently, "You just want to see the Marquis, why bother with all this hiding?"
When this matter was suddenly brought to light, Hui'er felt somewhat at a loss, yet also somewhat expectant.
Judging from what the lady said, it seems there's a chance?
Sure enough, Wen Jiayue immediately said, "I'll give you a chance now. If you succeed, you'll become the Marquis's concubine."
Ruyi exclaimed in surprise, "Madam..."
“I know what I’m doing,” Wen Jiayue said, pursing her lips as she looked at Hui’er. “Do you want this opportunity?”
Hui'er nodded vigorously, and while getting up to straighten her clothes, she said, "This servant will go right away!"
Watching her excitedly walk out the door, Wen Jiayue looked away.
Ruyi said anxiously, "Madam, are you upset because of me? I will definitely be more careful with my words and actions in the future and will never act impulsively again. I will go and call Hui'er back right now!"
“It’s none of your business,” Wen Jiayue shook her head. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”
Fifteen minutes later, someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
Wen Jiayue paused for a moment, then looked at the person who had arrived.
Shen Fuhan is back.
His expression was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger, and he said in a low voice, "Get out."
Ruyi glanced nervously at Wen Jiayue, and seeing her nod, she slowly walked out of the house.
Shen Fuhan walked towards her, holding a small porcelain jar in his hand.
Wen Jiayue asked, "Have you seen Hui'er?"
"Why bother with a maid?" Shen Fuhan walked towards her. "Apply the medicine first."
She paused, then asked, "What medicine?"
Shen Fuhan sat down beside her and took her hand.
The red marks had long since faded, but he still carefully applied the ointment.
The ointment was cooling, and Wen Jiayue, caught off guard, flinched as the sensation was aroused.
Shen Fuhan immediately clenched his fist, then, as if remembering something, gently grasped it again.
"If it hurts, don't try to bear it."
Wen Jiayue frowned and asked, "How come I didn't know my hand hurt again?"
Her hands have been perfectly fine these past few days, without any pain at all. What is Shen Fuhan up to?
Shen Fuhan spread the ointment evenly before speaking: "If the maid is disobedient, don't tolerate it."
Wen Jiayue looked up at him.
Shen Fuhan said casually, "I've already had Hui'er sold off. I'll explain to Grandmother."