Reborn to be married, the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion is so sweet

Seeing Ye Shiyue crying so sadly, Aunt Miao walked over and sat on the edge of the kang, sighing, "Alas... We are all country people, and we usually make a living by working in the fields. Speak honestly, and if there is anything unpleasant in what I say, please don't mind it, Miss Ye."

Ye Shiyue wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said with red eyes: "It's okay, Auntie, just tell me what you want to say."

Aunt Miao patted the edge of the kang, sighed heavily, looked around the empty house, and said with a distressed look on her face: "I don't know why you two were sent to this farm. But you can't stay here forever, right?"

He paused, glanced at Ye Shiyue and continued, "Miss Ye, you are still so young, and your temperament shows that you are from a wealthy family. The food, clothes and things you have eaten since childhood are all precious things. How can you endure the hardships in a place like ours?"

Ye Shiyue was crying so hard that she couldn't speak. She sobbed for a while before she asked, "Auntie, have you and uncle been to the Marquis' Mansion during this period?"

Aunt Miao shook her head. "We can't just go to the Marquis' Mansion casually. My husband only goes there once a year when we have to settle accounts at the end of the year. But he only goes there to settle accounts and then comes back. We can't stay in the Marquis' Mansion for too long."

"Then... has anyone come from the Marquis' Mansion recently? Or did they convey any message? Has there been any news from the Young Master?" Ye Shiyue continued to ask without giving up.

Aunt Miao's eyes flashed and she shook her head again.

Ye Shiyue looked distraught.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Miao said, "Miss Ye, the Marquis' Mansion has a lot of rules, what are you doing... Alas, with your looks and temperament, you can live a good life wherever you go."

Ye Shiyue lowered her head and said nothing. She looked dazed, as if her soul had been taken away.

Seeing this, Aunt Miao said no more. She sighed and got up to heat the kang for them.

The kang gradually heated up, and the temperature in the room also gradually rose. Ye Shiyue sat out from under the thick quilt and moved to the end of the kang.

He brought out a small wooden box and took out a hand-held mirror from it.

Her delicate face was reflected in the somewhat worn bronze mirror. She smiled gently at the mirror, but the smile in the mirror was slightly bitter.

"Zhu'er, what do you think he is doing now?"

Zhu'er stood aside. After the kang was heated, the room became much warmer and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing this, Zhu'er knew that the "he" in Ye Shiyue's mouth was referring to Lu Shizi, and sighed in her heart. She had been in this manor all the time, so how could she know what Lu Shizi was doing in the Marquis' Mansion.

"I don't know, but I think Master Lu's room must be burning silver charcoal without any smell of smoke, and fumigated with fragrant spices. He also wears fox fur coats when he goes out, so he won't feel cold at all."

Ye Shiyue's eyes were red again, "Did he really forget me?"

The bronze mirror in his hand fell weakly on the kang, and tears dripped onto the mirror surface one by one.

"How could he, how could he just leave me like this! How could he be so cruel!"

Zhu Er walked up to her and said softly, "Miss, the prince doesn't care about the two of us, you have to make plans early!"

Ye Shiyue was silent for a long time. Just when Zhu'er thought she was not going to talk anymore, she closed the wooden box with a snap and said calmly, "I know."

After hearing these words, Zhu'er felt relieved.

As servants, they will only be happy if their masters are happy. And this happiness is definitely not to suffer hardship and cold on this farm.

Ye Shiyue and her servant didn't know that when Aunt Miao returned to her room, she saw the head of the family sitting on the kang and puffing on a pipe.

When he saw her coming back, he asked, "How's it going?"

Aunt Miao stamped her feet to shake off the snow on her shoes before going into the house and sitting on the kang. She picked up a bowl of hot tea, took two sips, and then nodded.

"I have said everything that needs to be said. I think Miss Ye is interested."

Miao Dashan finally felt relieved and continued to half-lean on the quilt and continue smoking his pipe.

Aunt Miao asked with some concern: "Boss, if Master Lu knew that we said so much in front of Miss Ye, would he blame us?"

Miao Dashan's brows were knitted into a knot, and he remained silent for a long while before taking a deep puff of cigarette and saying, "We didn't scheme against her. We didn't deprive her of food or drink. We just chatted with her about family matters and said a few pitiful words. In the end, isn't it her decision as to what to do?"

Aunt Miao calmed herself down and nodded with a firm expression.

If she were to say, Miss Ye was a pure and innocent girl, good-looking and literate, so she could easily find a wealthy merchant in their county town or a farming family to be her principal wife.

Why do you have to cling to the prince of a marquis's mansion to be his concubine? The rules in that big mansion are so many and complicated. It's no better than being the mistress of an ordinary family!

Especially since it was obvious that the marquis's wife didn't want her, why did she have to force it?

Aunt Miao couldn't understand it.

"Don't worry about those trivial things. How are the arrangements on the farm going? The master has said that this distinguished guest must be treated well."

The young lady from the Marquis's mansion sent a message, asking them to clean up the manor and entertain the distinguished guests. She also specifically told them not to hide it from Miss Ye and her servants, and not to stop them from doing anything they wanted.

This, isn't this similar to how the country folks catch fish and spread bait?

"Everything has been arranged. The house is clean and the kang is lit. There are also chickens, ducks, fish and meat, all ready."

The couple talked for a while, and Miao Dashan felt a little worried, so he went out to check on the farm.

Within two days, Lin Heng, accompanied by Meng Yucheng and two other playboys, along with a group of servants, arrived at the farm on horseback with great fanfare.

"Lin Heng, is this the fun place you mentioned? This is just a shabby farm." A group of people stood on the edge of the field, and Meng Yucheng, the leader, complained loudly.

Lin Heng rode forward and said to him with a smile: "Brother Meng, don't be anxious. This farm belongs to the Yongning Marquis's Mansion. Everything is arranged inside. Let's eat and drink as we like."

Then he came closer and said, "We are detained by our families in Shangjing every day, or we are locked up in the academy. It's not as fun as riding horses here. Besides, it is said that there are a lot of prey on the West Mountain. If Brother Meng is interested, we can go to the mountain to hunt some game."

Meng Yucheng looked at the mountains and forests in the distance and became interested. He laughed and said, "That sounds good. Let's have fun here for a few days."

The young men following behind also laughed loudly. A group of people whipped their horses and galloped wildly in the fields.

When they entered the farm, Miao Dashan had already been waiting at the door with his men. When they saw the visitor, they immediately and respectfully invited him in and served him delicious wine and food.

Meng Yucheng disliked the rusticity of the people in their village, cursed them a few times, and drove them all out, leaving only the people he brought with him to serve in the house.

Every day, a group of people would go out to race horses or go hunting in the mountains. When they came back, they would eat, drink and have fun.

For a moment, the deserted village in winter became bustling.

This movement also attracted the attention of Ye Shiyue and her servant.