Chapter 89: The Charm of Maturity?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“The master’s backyard is none of your business.” Tong Sanniang scrutinized the young girl from head to toe with a stony look.
The attendant’s face became pale, but she didn’t dare to argue because the elder servant was second only to the housekeeper in managing the household affairs. She knew that the old housekeeper appreciated the elder servant’s abilities and decidedness.
The girl replied, “I am only worried about our master. After all, Xu is a terrible place to live and work.”
“Leave the worries for our lady. Who do you think you are?” Tong Sanniang looked at the girl with impatience and disdain. She had thought the attendant was an energetic and adorable girl, but she was disappointed by her silly mind and hopes.
Before the attendant could find another excuse, Tong Sanniang said, “I know what’s on your mind, and I will not stop you from climbing into the master’s bed if you insist. But here is my warning: if you want to live longer, you better get rid of the thought!”
She ended with an angry “Humph!” and quickly left. Her steps were light and steady.
Why didn’t the stupid girl understand the reason why all the attendants wore plain clothing, except in Second Langjun’s yard? The family could afford exceptional clothing for its servants, but the servants never wore eye-catching colors.
The master in the Liu family was not like those from other wealthy families. He would be swayed by the beauty of young women.
Soon after the months of mourning for had Gu Min passed, the master’s mother ordered some women who resembled the deceased wife to stay in his room. She had hoped it would encourage him to marry again and have more children.
The woman who looked the most like Gu Min had been the first to act. She covered her body with a sheer blanket and went to the master. But before that, she had attempted to kill the Second Langjun, who had almost lost her life after days of severe illness.
What had been the consequence?
People said Liu She was bright like a full moon in a clear night. He seemed gentle and emotional, as if he could never be irked.
Who would have guessed how hard his heart could be?
He was furious that she had tried to resemble his wife, and he was incensed that she had harmed his child.
He ordered his servants to slice off the skin from her face. He had her blanket ripped away from her, and he ordered that she be beaten until her naked boy became still on the floor in the main yard.
That had happened when Tong Sanniang was little, and the scene had been in her nightmares until she grew up.
Liu She would have been thought of as ruthless and barbarous if his mother had not blocked the news in time.
After that, no one dared to seduce Liu She. Instead, they wore as little makeup as possible, put on the most modest clothes, and avoided looking at the master’s face whenever possible. Preventing pretentious acts and gestures was the best way to ensure their safety.
Tong Sanniang’s contour became rigid, and her gaze was freezing cold.
She left in a hurry and did not notice the third person who had captured the conversation. That was, of course, Jiang Pengji. She was sitting on a decorative stone in her comfortable peasant clothes. Her legs swung in the air as her eyes followed Tong Sanniang’s footsteps with interest.
Jiang Pengji had been trying to regain her strength through meditation in a quiet corner.
Thanks to her rich experience with meditation in the past, she was able to focus without much effort, even though this was the first time she was doing it with Liu Lanting’s body. Spiritual power embraced her like transparent gauze and took her mind to another dimension. As a result, her senses became clearer.
Strength Fusion not only increased her fighting power, but it also lifted her spirit and enabled her to start the mental training method from her era. It was called meditation, and it could prompt genes to mutate, thereby strengthening the body with new potential.
The dialogue between the servants had been an unexpected gain.
Liu She would be considered a young man in her former life, but in these ancient times, he was closer to the age of a grandfather. If the eldest brother of Liu Lanting had survived, he would have had children by now.
Jiang Pengji “looked” with her spiritual senses at Tong Sanniang’s diminishing shadow and then at the girl’s angry look. This brought a faint smile on her face.
She hopped from the stone and returned to her yard. The first person she met was the discontented Taxue.
“Langjun, how could you leave the yard wearing this? It is not an appropriate garment for you.” In Taxue’s bosom was a pine-green silk coat that was embroidered with sophisticated designs of clouds and pine leaves. She hurriedly put it on for Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji did not care. “Clothes are made for people to wear, right? So all kinds of clothing are appropriate for me.”
Taxue did not lift her glance. “This is for peasants, but you are a Langjun.”
Jiang Pengji knew that arguing would be in vain, so she put on the open-crotch pants that the attendant handed to her. Other parts of the outfit wrapped up every inch of her body. But since the coat was not tight, wind chilled her arms and reminded her that her bottom was not properly covered.
She began to miss underpants from her era.
Why couldn’t Taxue prepare other pants for her? Didn’t Liu Lanting’s mother, who had lived in this world for so many years, introduce the design of underpants to her family?
Though she complained in her mind, she wore what Taxue gave her. The sleeves were still too loose to keep her warm.
Then she asked the System to start a livestream, and her vision was instantly blocked by a full screen of bullet screens.
Xuanzhuan Tiaoyue Wobizheyan: “Finally! It’s so hard to enter this channel!”
Qiangqiang Dongdong: “Agree! I have waited for more than two hours for a glimpse of the host.”
Ribuluo: “Tsk! I have waited for almost 20 hours!”
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