northernbook Chapter 184 The Bamboo Wife Takes Action
Chapter 184 The Bamboo Wife Takes Action
Jingnan had always wanted to go to Qingdai's room, but Madam Zhu would always stop him with various excuses. It wasn't that he couldn't see through Madam Zhu's little tricks, but he didn't care because of the so-called interests between the families.
One afternoon, Madam Zhu invited Jingnan to feed the fish in the garden of the mansion. Jingnan was not really interested, but he couldn't resist being pestered and reluctantly went for a stroll with her.
Qingdai stayed in her room all day, feeling depressed and not going out. Mo'er advised her to go for walks more often to maintain a good mood, as it would be good for the fetus. Qingdai thought this made sense, so she went to the garden accompanied by two maids.
The autumn breeze wasn't chilly; it was pleasantly comfortable, a rare moment of bliss...
As I walked to the lakeside, I could see two figures in the pavilion in the lake, one in red and one in purple, complementing each other perfectly. The woman occasionally covered her face with a round fan and laughed coquettishly, while the man stood tall and straight, his clothes swaying gently in the wind...
The bamboo wife has begun to make her move...
"Mo'er, this is what you wanted me to see, isn't it?"
Mo'er was startled and explained guiltily, "What are you saying, Aunt? How would I know that the young master and madam were also strolling in the garden?"
Thinking that she had Madam Zhu as her backer, and having promised to arrange opportunities to serve the young master so that her future status would be the same as Qingdai's, she spoke with much more confidence, "Auntie, don't be jealous. The young master doesn't have a principal wife now, so it's normal for him to spend time with the madam. Auntie should be sensible!"
"Hehe~" Qingdai chuckled mockingly, no longer looking at the people in the pavilion. "I've seen what I needed to see. Can we go back now?"
Mo'er utterly despised Qingdai. She was pregnant before even entering the household, and after finally getting in, the young master never came once. She wondered what had made him so fond of her in the first place...
"Whatever the mistress says goes. We servants can only listen. If she asks us what to do..."
"Mo'er, speak to your aunt more politely. Your aunt is, after all, half a mistress!"
Fu'er had always disliked Mo'er's arrogance and domineering attitude, and now she couldn't help but feel indignant on Qingdai's behalf.
"She's practically a mistress, and you're not, so what are you doing acting so arrogantly?! Do you think she's trying to climb the social ladder and curry favor with you?!"
"you!"
"Alright, stop arguing! Even if I'm only half the master, it's enough for me to shut you up!"
Qingdai knew that Mo'er's intentions were impure, but she didn't expect that she would be able to drop her mask in just a few days. Today's scene was clearly arranged by Madam Zhu. She really went to great lengths, but it was useless against her...
Qingdai no longer expects Jingnan to like her much; she only wants to give birth to her child safely and smoothly. As for the days to come, as she gently strokes the jade hairpin in her hair, who knows what the future holds...
When Lady Bamboo saw Qingdai's figure, she was surprised that Qingdai left as if nothing had happened. How could she not be angry and cause harm to the fetus? The plan failed, it seems we need to take a strong medicine!
After dinner, Fu'er brought over a bowl of bird's nest soup. "Auntie, this bird's nest soup was sent by someone from the young master's side. It's the best for nourishing yin and replenishing the lungs."
"Young Master?" Did he even remember that she existed in the manor?!
"Yes, please drink it while it's hot."
Qingdai started experiencing morning sickness these past two days and barely ate anything for dinner. Thinking that the fetus wouldn't get enough nutrition on an empty stomach, she forced herself to eat some bird's nest, hoping it would be better for the fetus.
Not long after eating, Qingdai felt a little sleepy. She thought it was just a symptom of early pregnancy and didn't pay much attention to it. She lay down on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up again, my hands and feet were bound, and my mouth was gagged...
It was pitch black all around, with only a narrow gap in front of me, like being inside a cabinet...
I tried to move my body, but I had no strength at all. Haha~ There's something wrong with the bird's nest!
Looking back, I realize how foolish I was. I knew perfectly well that both maids were sent by Madam Zhu; how could they possibly be truly loyal to me?! Yet, because Fu'er spoke up for me, I chose to believe her…
Bamboo Lady, what wonderful show have you prepared for me?!
Before long, Madam Zhu helped Jing Nan, who was slightly tipsy, into the room.
"Young master, be careful, go slowly!"
Jing Nan pushed away Madam Zhu's hand, "No need, I can walk by myself!"
“Alright, if you can walk by yourself, I will go and bring you some hangover soup.”
Before leaving, Lady Zhu glanced at the direction of the cabinet, her expression full of provocation.
Jing Nan hadn't drunk too much and was still somewhat sober. He sat on a chair at the table, his hands supporting his forehead.
Recently, some shops have run into problems and happen to need Master Zhu's help. During dinner tonight, Master Zhu explicitly stated that he hopes Madam Zhu can give birth to his eldest son. Since Qingdai is already pregnant, then we should try to get Madam Zhu pregnant as soon as possible!
Lady Zhu has been in the household for a long time, yet her children are still younger than those of the concubines, which is quite embarrassing. She should hurry up and get pregnant so that the two children won't be too far apart in age, and if she were to reveal their ages later, she wouldn't be a laughingstock...
Qingdai couldn't see clearly through the cabinet door and assumed that Jingnan had drunk too much and his hair was heavy.
Lady Zhu entered carrying a bowl of hangover soup. "Young master, have some hangover soup to sober up."
Sobering up? Forget it! What am I supposed to do once I'm sober?
He didn't want to see Madam Zhu at all right now; he only wanted to see Qingdai. He hadn't seen her for many days, and he wondered how that little girl was doing...