Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife Chapter 696 – Unfair

Chapter 696: Unfair

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lu Sangqi could not help but glance at Ye Muyu, who was talking to the elders in the courtyard.

When he first met her, she had deliberately framed him.

She was no different from those women in the inner residence. They were all scheming women, and he hated them all.

However, Ye Muyu had exceeded his expectations. After spending time with her for a few days, he suddenly understood why she had deliberately framed him that day. It was for her child…

Lu Sangqi snorted and muttered, “Don’t you think it’s foolish to allow others to have something that could be used against you?”

Ye Muyu and Chu Heng had already bid farewell to Madam Liu’s elders.

Xiang Ling ‘er had been instructed by Chu Xingjun for quite a while, and she nodded obediently. For example, Chu Xingjun instructed her to wash her feet, not to leave her socks everywhere, not to make any noise when she slept, to get up early in the morning to help make breakfast, to help out whenever possible, not to be lazy, and so on.

“You guys can go back. I’ll ask your brother to send the pot over tomorrow.” Seeing that it was getting late, Madam Liu did not keep the two of them.

Chu Heng reached out to hold Chu Jin’s hand while his other hand wrapped around Ye Muyu’s waist.

Ye Muyu’s ears were dark red. She pushed him away with her hands, but Chu Heng remained unmoving like a mountain. He was domineering.

Ye Muyu felt helpless when he ignored her. With outsiders around, she could not be too obvious, so she just let him be.

“Eldest Aunt, I’ll bring Ling’er over. You guys should rest early and prepare a pot of tea tonight. Eldest Uncle drank so much wine, I’m afraid he’ll be thirsty when he wakes up in the middle of the night,” Ye Muyu said to Chu Xingjun with a smile.

“Alright, alright, alright. I’ll be leaving now.” Chu Xingjun smiled lovingly.

“Ling’er, you have to listen to your cousin-in-law, understand?”

“Mother, I will.” Xiang Ling’er was usually well-behaved, and she did not want to do anything wrong. She remembered everything her mother said and waited for Ye Muyu to come over.

She hurriedly shook Chu Xingjun’s hand, indicating that she understood.

It was fine if Ye Muyu heard them speaking, but he key was that Chu Heng was also here. She was thin-skinned and was afraid of losing face.

Chu Xingjun patted her hand and said nothing more.

Xiang Ling’er heaved a sigh of relief and quickly ran to Ye Muyu’s side. She wanted to hold Ye Muyu’s arm, but she saw Chu Heng beside her.

She decisively chose to hold Ziluo’s hand.

“Aunt, do you want to listen to me and my brother study tonight?” Chu Ziluo looked up obediently and asked.

“Can I?” Xiang Ling’er was a little nervous and asked softly.

“Of course. Mother told me that my younger brother has to study at night. If you think that he’s not good at reading, you can come to me. I’ve read a lot of books and I know most of the words.”

When Chu Jin heard this, he was instantly unconvinced. He broke free from Chu Heng’s hand and ran over. “Sister, you’re talking nonsense. I’m clearly able to read earlier. I’ve memorized all the surnames and thousand-character characters.”

“Me too.” Chu Ziluo refused to be outdone.

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“Impossible!” Chu Jin retorted subconsciously. “You don’t usually read these two books.”

“I did. I read them when you weren’t at home,” Chu Ziluo explained seriously.

“I know how to tell idiom stories,” Chu Jin scratched his head anxiously.

“I read some miscellaneous notes.” Chu Ziluo did not want to be outdone. She was eager to share. She tiptoed in front and pulled Xiang Ling ‘er along. “Aunt, have you heard of Bian Que?” she asked enthusiastically. “There was a story called Bian Que’s illness… During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a famous doctor called Bian Que…”

When Chu Jin heard that his sister had started to tell a story, he became anxious. “Sister, that’s unfair. You’re actually starting to tell a story? We haven’t even started competing.”