Chapter 10: Trouble Comes from the Mouth

Shen Yujia chuckled coldly to himself, plopping down beside Yan Zhiqing. He did not directly reach for the bowl and chopsticks, but instead murmured very softly: "Oh-oh, oh my God! Oh, come on! Oh, baby! Ah! Yameidie, a library."

Last night, he was beaten by Yan Zhiqing with a flurry of punches, leaving his back bruised and battered. He couldn't understand how this little star's punches only injured the surface flesh without damaging his internal organs or bones. Nevertheless, it still hurt, and it hurt a lot. Fortunately, after Yan Zhiqing ran off yesterday, he applied the ointment that Huan Er had brought last time, which alleviated the pain

Then what? Yan Zhiqing still wore a cold expression.

Shen Yujia is not foolish; how could he not guess that Yan Zhiqing dismissing the servants is entirely to be alone with him

Ah, ah, ah, be gentle, it hurts. How could I ever disdain you? Not to mention your saliva, even your foot bath water, I would want to drink it.

Every word that flowed from Yan Zhiqing's sweet lips was like a drop of honey, sliding into Shen Yujia's mouth. After he savored the delightful sweetness, what followed was a swarm of killer bees that obscured the sky and blotted out the sun

How can you start eating before I even sit down? Don't you have any manners!

On the table, there were only four simple yet exquisite dishes, scattered with the remnants of rice chewed by Yan Zhiqing. Seeing this, Shen Yujia instinctively swallowed, unsure whether he felt disgusted or had ulterior motives.

Shen Yujia was once again startled by the mhetushucom .com, feeling a renewed sense of astonishment. She thought to herself that this little celebrity, Xiao Ming, truly is unfathomable; such a skill of piercing through tables can only be seen in martial arts dramas.

Seeing Yan Zhiqing's sparkling beautiful eyes, Shen Yujia thought to herself: "It's over!"

Yang Mao is well aware of Shen Yujia's temperament; under such circumstances, he would undoubtedly be elated. However, he only knows the Shen Yujia of the past and has no idea that the current Shen Yujia is being controlled by another soul

Ah, I am full, my wife, please take your time eating

In the hall, only the two of them could sit down to eat, while the other servants and maids either dined in the kitchen or waited in a corner of the hall. Therefore, they did not hear Shen Yujia's moans, but they truly witnessed the young mistress unexpectedly spitting out her food. Is this something a daughter of a military family, a proper young lady, should do

Yan Zhiqing swiftly seized Shen Yujia's wrist, her tone gentle as she said: "Husband, the bowl and chopsticks remain untouched; how can one speak of being full? Could it be that you find fault with your wife's cooking?"

With a puff, a mouthful of chewed rice grains erupted from Yan Zhiqing's red lips, resembling a dam bursting or celestial maidens scattering flowers, scattering everywhere and splattering across the dining table. This astonishing scene startled Shen Yujia, who jumped in surprise. He looked at Yan Zhiqing in astonishment, noticing that this little star had puffy cheeks, desperately pressing her lips together to prevent the remaining rice grains from breaking through.

Shen Yujia woke up from his sleep, lying on the bed with a very pale complexion, as he felt that he had just fallen asleep not long ago and was utterly exhausted.

Yan Zhiqing gazed at her husband, who was fiercely intelligent, and after a long silence, she let out a gentle sigh. Her expression softened, revealing two small dimples, and that sweet smile nearly captivated Shen Yujia completely

Yan Zhiqing sat up straight with poise, her expressionless gaze fixed on Shen Yujia, creating a stark contrast to her previously delicate demeanor. The speed of her transformation is truly remarkable

"Second Young Master, your insight is remarkable! You truly live up to your reputation as a master among flowers!" Yang Mao praised, giving a thumbs up.

As Yang Mao spoke, the serious expression on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a lewd grin. He continued with a laugh, "Hehe, allow me to congratulate the Second Young Master first. Last night, I certainly heard the commotion! So this morning, I came early, but I did not mean to disturb you."

As for why he only fell asleep in the morning, it is entirely because he tends to toss and turn after falling into a deep sleep. Each time he unconsciously rolls over, it wakes him up in pain, and the occasional discomfort prolongs the situation until morning

Hehe, in the past, every time the second young master returned from the Wanhualou, it was always very early in the morning, and he would come back in such a state, utterly exhausted! But now, although the second young master no longer goes to the Wanhualou, isn't there the most beautiful one in our residence?

Yan Zhiqing first shot a fierce glare at Shen Yujia, then turned to Huan'er beside her and smiled gently: "I just choked a bit, it's nothing. You all don't need to wait here, go down and have your meal. There's no need to tidy up here for the time being."

A master and a servant walked out of the room, chatting and laughing. When the two arrived at the hall, Shen Yujia saw that his wife was already having her meal.

In a moment of panic, Shen Yujia blurted out these thoughtless words, subconsciously believing that Yan Zhiqing would release him after hearing them. However, to his surprise, this little star's eyes actually lit up upon hearing it

Yan Zhiqing issued her final ultimatum, and Shen Yujia felt an overwhelming sense of grievance. With a choked voice, he cried out: "Can you not do this? After all, I am your husband. How am I supposed to face others in the future? It was just a joke; if you can't understand, that's one thing, but do you really have to treat me this way? I am a man. It may seem like I am living easily, eating without hardship, but in reality, it is merely a facade. Now, everyone in Yongzhou knows that the second son of the Shen family is nothing but an unlearned, reckless, and lecherous good-for-nothing! You have no idea how exhausting and painful it is to bear these insults. Do you think I want this? I don't want it either! I want to be an official, to earn a lot of money, but I am just not clever. Ordinary people and geniuses are ultimately from different worlds. Do you understand?"

Given Shen Yujia's current temperament and his reputation as a miser, he would certainly want to push Yang Mao over with a knee strike. However, he refrained from doing so and instead displayed the proud expression reminiscent of his former self, boasting: "Indeed, no matter how capable your young lady is, she is ultimately just a woman. Being a woman, she will inevitably experience desires. When her heart feels empty and lonely, she will naturally have needs! Apart from me, I ask you, who in the world can satisfy her? Now you know, who the true master of this residence is."

Yan Zhiqing released Shen Yujia, withdrew her seemingly jade-like hand, bent down to rub her calves, and spoke in a gentle tone laced with a hint of plaintive sorrow: "Oh dear, I have been practicing martial arts excessively these past few days, and my feet have gone numb. My husband, can you..."

The hardships of the husband, the exhaustion of the husband, the wife understands, but as the ancients say, one must endure hardship to become a superior person. Therefore, I humbly request you, dear husband, to endure a little more hardship and bring me the foot-soaking water, preferably hot. Is that alright?

At noon the next day, Yang Mao, who had not seen the second young master appear since early morning, knocked on Shen Yujia's door

Yan Zhiqing's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, yet one small hand was continuously clenching tightly, with five fingers deeply embedded into the meager flesh on Shen Yujia's wrist.

"No!" Before Yan Zhiqing could finish speaking, Shen Yujia quickly interjected.

Since Shen Yujia has said this, if Xiaoming continues to be entangled with the celebrity, he might as well just crash into something and die

As soon as he uttered these two words, it was as if he suddenly felt time and space reversing, rapidly returning from mid-March to the snowy days of the twelfth lunar month, surrounded by the chilling winds.

Listening to the words of the young mistress, although Yang Mao and Huan Er felt puzzled in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey and immediately bowed and took their leave

As soon as Shen Yujia finished speaking, Yan Zhiqing swung her arm, and with a "slap," left a handprint that penetrated the wooden table beside her.

What did you just say?" Yan Zhiqing said coldly

After he got out of bed, exhausted, Yang Mao approached with a set of brocade robes, carefully helping Shen Yujia put them on, and said with a smile: "Young Master, you must be quite worn out from last night"

Shen Yujia lay on the bed, weakly finishing his words. He turned over the bedding with his hand, and with a slight exertion of his arm, he aggravated his back injury, causing him to grimace in pain

If you continue to deny it, do not blame me when the next slap lands on your most beloved handsome face

"Oh, how should I say it?" Shen Yujia asked knowingly.

Shen Yujia trembled all over and said timidly, "I am full"

"Second Young Master, it is time to eat. It is not too late to come back and sleep after you have had your fill," Yang Mao advised.

This was the first time Shen Yujia touched Yan Zhiqing's hand. The hand was not tender and smooth; rather, it was somewhat rough, yet very slender. As long as one did not touch it, it still looked quite beautiful. However, Shen Yujia was not in the mood to appreciate it now

Are you in a hurry

Understood, please bring me the clothes

"Miss, what is the matter with you?" Huan'er asked anxiously as she stepped forward

Wife, take your time eating