northernbook Chapter 1352 They need to calm down!
Chapter 1352 They need to calm down!
Cheng Yan's smile froze when she heard Wenren Qichi's words. Looking at Wenren Qichi's happy smile, a thought flashed through her mind.
Could it be that the wife actually likes this color of clothing?
When the others heard this, one thought of the fact that the wife liked this color of clothing, while the other felt a little jealous that he had only married the wife and yet she liked it.
He immediately noticed that Wenren Qichi's gaze was even more displeased.
"My wife would never like such gaudy clothes," Cheng Yan said angrily.
"Oh?"
"So yesterday, when Master Cheng said that everyone serving the emperor had to wear this color of clothing when entering the room, it was all a lie? Or when you said that we also had to wear it to serve tea today, that was also a lie?"
"I'm not lying to you. My wife did say that I do look quite good in this color of clothing," Wenren Qichi said calmly.
"I..." Cheng Yan's words caught in her throat; she didn't know how to continue.
Just then, Chunyu followed Chunri in from outside, carrying a teapot and teacups.
"Qichi, shall we serve tea first?" Yang Qianxun said.
"Yes, my lord."
On a spring day, I poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wenren Qichi.
Immediately, everyone's eyes turned silently to Wenren Qichi.
When Wenren Qichi took the teacup, his hand paused for a moment, but he still held it steadily.
As he approached Yang Qianxun, he bent down to kneel, but Yang Qianxun uttered, "No..."
At this moment, the eldest prince interrupted Yang Qianxun, who was about to speak: "My lord, shouldn't we give Qi Chi a proper lecture on the rules of our Su family?"
Wenren Qichi had already knelt down, holding the teacup steadily above his head, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "My lord, please have some tea."
Yang Qianxun looked at Wenren Qichi, who was already kneeling on the ground holding a teacup. He looked at the steaming teacup and was about to reach out and take it.
The stars below spoke up: "Your Highness is right. Now that Qi Chi has entered the Su family, there are indeed some rules she needs to learn properly."
Huan Yanxi, who was next to Xingchen, immediately smiled and said, "I'm all ready. I'll read it aloud. Qichi, listen carefully. If you don't understand anything, we can answer your questions."
After saying that, he took out a thick booklet from his sleeve.
When Yang Qianxun, who was seated at the head of the table, saw this, his lips twitched slightly. How long was this going to go on? The key point was that even he, as the master, did not know that there were so many rules in the mansion.
Seeing Wenren Qichi's state, she felt a pang of pity and was about to speak when she said, "Our manor doesn't have..."
Huan Yanxi had already spoken.
"First, you must listen to your wife's words and always take her words as the primary consideration."
"Second, you must follow your wife's wishes and never disobey her. You must always think of her, and you must think of things she hasn't thought of or even things she hasn't thought of."
"third..."
"..."
"The twentieth..."
"..."
Wenren Qichi listened silently to Huan Yanxi's words while holding his teacup, while the others calmly drank their tea, looking on with amusement.
Nearly an incense stick's time had passed before Huan Yanxi finally finished speaking, his mouth dry and his throat parched.
Yang Qianxun thought that was the end of it and was about to take the teacup from Wenren Qichi's hand when the First Prince said with a smile, "My lord, Yan Xi has been talking for so long, the tea must be cold by now. Spring Day, please bring Wenren Langjun a new cup of tea."
"Okay, Your Highness."
Then another cup of hot tea was handed to Wenren Qichi.
Yang Qianxun glanced at Wenren Qichi, whose fingers were already red from the burn, then looked at the eldest prince and gave him a look, indicating that it was enough.
At this moment, Baili Jihua on the left spoke up: "Qichi, did you remember the family rules that Yan Xi just mentioned? What was the fifty-fifth rule he mentioned?"
Everyone immediately looked at Wenren Qichi as if they were watching a good show, wondering if he had remembered it or not.
Wenren Qichi said calmly, "Fifty-fifth, when you are out in the world, you must prioritize the safety of your wife. Any factors that are detrimental to your wife must be eliminated in advance. In case of special circumstances, you must not consider anyone else."
Before Baili Jihua could say anything more, Yang Qianxun felt that was enough and directly reached out to take the teacup from Wenren Qichi's hand.
The moment Yang Qianxun touched the teacup, his fingers trembled, and he almost hissed. He forced himself to hold it in, lifted the lid, took a small sip of tea, and immediately placed the teacup on the table.
He silently rubbed his fingers together a couple of times. This guy has endured so much for so long, he's a real man!
"Qichi, I've had the tea. From now on, you're the young master of the Su family. We'll serve and take care of our mistress together. We're like brothers. Get up."
"Yes, my lord, I will remember."
Afterwards, Wenren Qichi poured another cup of tea and went to the First Prince. Just as she was about to kneel down, the First Prince said directly, "Give me the tea. There's no need to kneel among brothers."
Wenren Qichi hesitated for a moment, but still handed over the tea.
The eldest prince took the cup, took a sip, and said, "Qichi, you've been causing trouble in the manor for quite some time now, especially with the things your Wen family has done. We don't like that, but since the mistress is willing to marry you, you'll be like family from now on, and we'll serve you together."
Wenren Qichi nodded and then served tea to Xingchen and the other concubines one by one.
Xingchen didn't say much, but when it came time to meet the other servants, Nanfeng said with a smile, "Qichi, I've always said that your martial arts are high, on par with Chengyan. It's still early today, let's go to the training ground and have a match together."
Xu Minghe and Lin Zixu immediately walked over to him with smiles: "We're here too. We've always been curious, let's have a competition."
Wenren Qichi looked at their smiling faces, his expression stiffened, but he still nodded. He wondered if he should protect his head later, otherwise his wife would be worried when she woke up at noon.
Several people pulled Wenren Qichi to the training ground.
Yang Qianxun was about to say something when the First Prince pulled him back as he watched the group leave.
"My lord, don't worry, they know what they're doing. This was originally a test. Wenren Qichi has been making a scene for so long, they should have calmed down by now!"
"Your Highness, you stay with the Lord, I'll go take a look." Xingchen smiled, stood up, bowed, and left.
The rest of the people bowed and followed.
Especially at the end, Tian Yunsheng laughed and pulled Feng Qi, who was holding a child beside her.
"Little Qi, quick, let's take Little Fourteen and Little Seventeen over to take a look!"
"I..."
"I still want to..."
"My lord brother... I..." Feng Qi was pulled away by Tian Yunsheng before she could finish speaking.
"Hurry up, if we're late and Little Fourteen and Little Seventeen start crying, you'll have to comfort them yourself."
Yang Qianxun looked at the scene with some helplessness and stood up.
"Come on, Your Highness, aren't you going to join the fun? Aren't you afraid that when A-Yao wakes up and sees us treating Wenren like this, she'll feel sorry for her and blame us!"