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  • My Husband is a Flower

    Chapter 81

    When she entered the government office, the sunlight had just begun to shine. Su Mingde came out, but it was already close to noon.

    Su Mingde sat alone in the front carriage of the two carriages belonging to the Su family, not sharing a ride with Auntie Zhao.

    He reminisced about the years when Yu Qingniang married him, graceful and gentle, almost making him forget her stubbornness when they first met.

    The affairs of the Su family eventually settled down. Although Su Mingde never agreed to sign the divorce letter, Yu Qingniang never returned to the Su residence.

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    Su Mi originally wanted Yu Qingniang to stay in the main residence for a while, but she kept finding excuses to refuse. In the end, she used her savings to buy a small courtyard in the north of the city. Even if someone from the Su family came to look for her, she would simply close the door and not see them.

    In the courtyard, Su Mi only wore a thin shawl on her shoulders and didn’t feel cold. She had been busy going to Yu Qingniang’s place recently and didn’t realize that it was almost early spring.

    Chun Mei hurriedly entered, saying, “Miss, the eldest miss here again. Are you still not seeing her?”

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    “R osd’v pll bla.” Fw Yk oyhle bla byde. Fw Dkyd bye vakle vs rlapwyel bla plhlayz vkxlp, cwv kv oyp sdzu vs rlapwyel Zw Ckdtdkydt.

    Ebld pbl oyp yv vbl tyvl sq vbl tshladxldv sqqknl, Fw Yk bye nsdpkelale rlapwyekdt bla, cwv clqsal pbl nswze prlyj, pbl pyo vbl zssj kd Zw Ckdtdkydt’p lulp. Fs pbl wdelapvsse vbyv vbkp oyp y elnkpksd xyel yqvla nyalqwz nsdpkelayvksd cu bla xsvbla, ps pbl nswzed’v rlapwyel bla. Fbl wdelapvsse vbyv, yzvbswtb pbl oyp yzps qllzkdt wdnsxqsavyczl, kv oyp nlavykdzu xwnb zlpp vbyd obyv Zw Ckdtdkydt bye vs ldewal.

    “Ykpp, wx…kp vbl uswdt xypvla alyzzu…” Ubwd Ylk nswzed’v blzr cwv ypj.

    Fw Yk pbssj bla blye. Ebs nyd pyu qsa pwal? Rv’p clld vss zsdt pkdnl vbl kdnkeldv, yde kv’p kxrsppkczl vs qkde ydu xsal nzwlp. Mbl sdzu sdlp obs jdso yal Hbys Zkdkydt yde vbl svblap, cwv obld kv nsxlp vs xyvvlap sq zkql yde elyvb, bso nswze vblu yexkv kv? Fs oblvbla vblu qycaknyvle vbkp xyvvla sa kv ynvwyzzu byrrldle, Fw Yk nswzed’v qktwal kv swv lkvbla.

    “Gb, kv’p clvvla dsv vs vbkdj ycswv kv, Ykpp. Zsw’hl clld ps cwpu vblpl eyup clnywpl sq Yyeyx’p yqqykap. Zsw’al lhld cwpkla vbyd vbl Nsae.”

    “Zlp.”

    Mblpl eyup, Fw Yk sqvld oldv vs ynnsxrydu Zw Ckdtdkydt, psxlvkxlp qsa plhlayz eyup kd y aso, yde Ckd Zyd dlhla kdiwkale. Rv oypd’v kdvldvksdyz sd bla ryav, cwv pbl oyp yzoyup osaakle ycswv zlyhkdt Zw Ckdtdkydt yzsdl kd vbl dlo alpkeldnl. Wsavwdyvlzu, Gwdvkl Nyd oldv vblal, ps pbl qkdyzzu bye vkxl vs nsxl cynj vs vbl alpkeldnl.

    “Ubwd Ylk, nyzz Wldt Jys shla. R byhl psxlvbkdt vs ekpnwpp okvb bkx.”

    ***

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    When Feng Bao entered the Eastern Bureau, he was in a relaxed mood and had a smile on his face. He knew that the master would never be angry with him for delivering messages on behalf of the madam.

    “Master.”

    Qin Yan sat behind the desk without raising his head. “What is it?”

    “The madam asked if you would be returning home for dinner tonight.”

    Qin Yan stopped writing and looked up at Feng Bao. “She came back today?”

    Previously, Su Mi had stayed at Yu Qingniang’s place for several days, and Qin Yan had not returned home all this time. So if Su Mi hadn’t sent Feng Bao to say a word, he would have thought she was still at Yu Qingniang’s place in the north of the city.

    Feng Bao hurriedly replied, “She’s back; the madam has returned.”

    “Okay, tell Zhou Zheng that he doesn’t need to come tonight.”

    Feng Bao understood and smiled, saying, “Yes, master, I’ll go now.”

    When Qin Yan returned to the residence, Su Mi was sitting upright in the hall of the front courtyard, waiting for him. There were several dishes on the table, fewer than usual.

    She appeared much thinner. Since the New Year, it seemed that she hadn’t regained her weight. Standing next to Qin Yan, she looked even smaller.

    “Lord, you’re back.” It had been a long time since she called him like that, and Su Mi felt a bit awkward saying it.

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    “Yes.” Qin Yan pulled her over to sit together.

    There was a moment of silence between the two. Qin Yan was not a talkative person, and Su Mi had been preoccupied with matters concerning the Su family these days, so she couldn’t find any topics to discuss.

    In fact, if she thought deeply about it, she and Qin Yan had never had much interaction. Looking at it now, she herself feels a bit strange. Her parents used to start from the smallest workshop together and endure so much hardship. Now her mother’s heart was completely broken.

    Then what about her and Qin Yan… The Lord had never even said he liked her.

    Su Mi suddenly felt a bit self-conscious and didn’t want Qin Yan to notice. So she naturally picked up a dish with her chopsticks and said, “Try this ham-stuffed pastry and this savory cake.”

    Apart from the fact that there were only half the usual number of dishes on the table, even the food itself seemed a bit odd.

    Qin Yan had refined taste in food; otherwise, he wouldn’t have hired a new chef, even for a trip to Jiangling City. So it was obvious to him that this wasn’t the work of the usual cooks in the chief’s residence.

    Combined with Su Mi’s expectant expression, Qin Yan couldn’t help but smile and ask, “Did you make all of these?”

    Su Mi nodded shyly. It seemed obvious to her too, but she said, “Lord, I tried them, and they’re not bad.”

    On the contrary, she found them delicious, but Su Mi didn’t have the heart to say it like that.

    Qin Yan smiled, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, swallowed it, and sipped some tea before saying, “Mmm, it’s very good.”

    Su Mi watched Qin Yan’s expression from beginning to end, from anticipation to an overwhelming sense of disappointment.

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    Qin Yan wasn’t someone who hid his emotions, as he had never needed to hide his likes and dislikes from others before. That’s why there were rumors that he was unpredictable with his moods.

    Therefore, even though Qin Yan was making an effort to conceal it this time, Su Mi still noticed the barely noticeable frown on his face when he took the first bite.

    She should have been happy. The Lord was trying to make her happy. But after a moment’s thought, perhaps influenced by the emotions of the Su family, she felt even more useless. Until now, it seemed that she hadn’t done anything that could please the Lord.

    How could someone like her be worthy of the Lord’s affection?

    “Lord, you don’t have to eat it. The kitchen has prepared the regular meals. I’ll have Feng Bao bring them up.” Su Mi said softly, lowering her head. “I know mine don’t taste as good as theirs. I understand that you don’t like it.”

    “I know you do it better than them.” Qin Yan put down his chopsticks and held her hand. “But I really don’t like it.”

    The previous sentence was probably just a consolation for Qin Yan. Su Mi’s head sank. “Hmm.”

    Qin Yan’s fingertips rubbed her pink fingertips, and his gaze fell on her fair hand, noticing the obvious red marks from splattered hot oil. His thin lips tightened into a straight line.

    “Does it still hurt?”

    ***

    Having known each other for many years, Auntie Lan and Yu Qingniang had a deep bond. So after learning about the situation, Auntie Lan resigned in front of Su Mingde.

    Unlike ordinary servants, Auntie Lan didn’t have a binding contract, and Su Mingde had hoped that she could persuade Yu Qingniang to change her mind. Once they recruited a new chef, he would let her go.

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    Auntie Lan accompanied Yu Qingniang instead of Su Mi, not urging her to return to the Su residence but rather trying to ease her heart, preventing her from thinking about unnecessary matters.

    Today, as they strolled around, they arrived at Yong’an Street. Auntie Lan shared some interesting stories from their hometown, finally bringing a faint smile to Yu Qingniang’s face.

    Suddenly, the smile froze on her lips, and Yu Qingniang let go of Auntie Lan’s hand and dashed into the bustling crowd as if she had gone mad.

    Auntie Lan couldn’t think too much and immediately followed. They walked two streets, and at the end of Anqing Street, adjacent to Yong’an Street, she finally caught up with Yu Qingniang.

    She supported herself on her legs, panting, and bent over. “Qingniang, what happened to you suddenly? Did you see someone?”

    Yu Qingniang hesitated. “Auntie Lan, I seemed to have seen Xiong’er, but not really. She just looked somewhat like Mi’er, not exactly alike, but I felt…

    Auntie Lan tenderly took her hand and listened to her incoherent words. “Qingniang, I’ve told you several times these past few days. It was just a trick played by Auntie Zhao. Don’t think about it anymore. Xiong’er doesn’t have that kind of fortune.”

    Yu Qingniang was still reluctant to give up. “Auntie Lan, do you still remember back then? That little baby didn’t resemble Mi’er at all. Perhaps she had a change of heart…”

    “Qingniang,” Auntie Lan didn’t want to see her continue like this and spoke ruthlessly, “Even if Auntie Zhao did such despicable things, with her character, she would never leave a living witness. Some things are in the past. If you keep imagining, you’ll only make yourself sick! Don’t forget, you still have Mi’er and Xian’er. What would happen to them if something were to happen to you?”

    Upon hearing this, Yu Qingniang lowered her head, closed her eyes, and silently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

    “Auntie Lan, let’s go back.”

    ***

    When Jian Yujue walked out of Xishui Street today, he felt somewhat uneasy in his chest. That familiar dull pain, which had been dormant for half a year, began tormenting him again. He had to take a detour on a small path and rest for a while to feel better.

    Shangguan Yan barely caught up with him and complained, “Jian Yujue, you walked out of the study without a word. I don’t need you as a cook right now, so why are you running away?”

    Supporting himself against the wall, Jian Yujue glanced at Shangguan Yan. “I don’t know why, but my chest hurts.”

    Shangguan Yan, accustomed to arguing with him, lost his smile when he saw his pale lips. “Is it hurting badly? I’ll take you to see a doctor.”

    “No problem, just rest for a while.”

    “It was hard enough for Lu Guanlin and the others to stop bothering you. Don’t let yourself trip over your own hands,” said Shangguan Yan as he helped Jian Yujue up. “Let’s go, back to the Imperial College.”

    “Okay.”


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