Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

She walked quickly forward, and before she could say anything, Shuyu pulled her into the car.

Only now did Anan, who had dark circles under his eyes, see clearly that Shuyu's eyes were swollen like walnuts and frighteningly red. Her face was full of resentment and dissatisfaction. She bent her fingers and tapped the side wall lightly.

The carriage started moving, swaying back and forth on the uneven mountain path.

"Aunt Yu, where are we going?" Anan and Shuyu were squeezed together. They were shocked to see that the small carriage was filled with luggage.

"I'll take you back to my parents' home!" Shuyu's voice was hoarse, and she burst into tears as soon as she finished speaking.

Once she started crying, she couldn't stop, and the sobbing turned into loud crying.

Anan froze in place, at a loss as to what to do.

She heard the couple quarreling yesterday and found it funny, thinking that they must have fought at the head of the bed and made up at the foot of the bed.

Seeing Shuyu's attitude now, he knew it was all for his own sake. He regretted not going in to give her some advice yesterday. He moved forward, put his arm around Shuyu's shoulders, held her in his arms, and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, or you'll hurt your eyes. It was just a quarrel, it's okay."

"I never knew he was that kind of person!" Shuyu didn't know whether she was more angry or sad, and her whole body was shaking violently.

"Did Uncle Jue make you angry?" Anan grinned, feeling a little guilty when he asked.

"He actually wanted to send you to the master's room!" Shuyu finally began to speak, and then held her face, touching it again and again as if it were a treasure, crying, "My poor child! What have you done wrong! You just have a good appearance, but you have no one to rely on! How could you let him ruin you like this!"

Anan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only persuade him, "Uncle Jue is really thinking about me. After all, with my background, I won't have a proper status even if I really go somewhere. If I can move into the main house, it will be a good destination!"

She originally wanted to persuade Shuyu, but she completely angered Shuyu. She spat and cursed, "How can you still make excuses for him like this! He even wants to sell you out! Is this man so evil? After all these years, I don't even recognize him anymore!"

Having good intentions led to bad consequences, Anan didn't dare to say anything anymore. He just smiled awkwardly and touched Shuyu's arm from time to time, asking her not to be too sad.

Shuyu was so angry that she blamed Wang Jue for everything, including everything related to the incident and everything unrelated to it. Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate to the point where it could not be reconciled, Anan interrupted her and said with a smile, "Aunt Yu, you are overthinking. Uncle Jue really has no bad intentions. He just thinks that the master is a good person from the bottom of his heart."

It would be fine if we didn't talk about this. As soon as this was mentioned, Shuyu gritted her teeth and said, "The master really treated my husband and me well. If it was someone else, I wouldn't say anything, but today I'm talking about you! Has he forgotten that he fell ill before? If it weren't for you, I would have been eaten alive and his job would have been taken away by someone else! Rather than saying that we took you in, it's better to say that you helped us in our time of need!"

She wiped her tears and said bitterly, "He was lying there unconscious at the time and didn't know what was going on. I saw it with my own eyes. Do you want to be known as an ungrateful person?"

She sighed and continued, "I have to say this even if I risk offending my master. Although my master is a good man, he is cold-hearted and has no interest in sex. For so many years, there has not been a proper maid by his side. He comes home so often that one hand cannot count. He is usually followed by either the servants or Mr. Nie. I don't know if he has a homosexual fetish. That bastard insisted on sending you to the main house. Isn't this just pushing you into the fire pit?"

Anan held her hand, feeling deeply moved. Normally, their love was envied by others, but now they were at loggerheads over him, and he couldn't laugh at all.

Although Shuyu accused her husband of doing evil things in order to please his master, every word she said was against the law.

Having been with the couple for some time, Anan could tell that Wang Jue was not that kind of person, so he patiently sat beside them and waited until Shuyu finished scolding him before he asked carefully, "Why did Uncle Jue suddenly think of sending me to the master's room?"