Chapter 2, Mistress Li Jia (4)
It is better to ... ...
I do not understand ... Some things have already changed, and for some people, no matter how much they struggle or resist, there is nothing they can do to stop it
Su Yierha
We, my lord, are not as infatuated with women as the grand lord is. In the residence, apart from the lady of fortune, the only ones are the clean and tidy maids who served him before he got married. Lady of fortune, this is your blessing. Even when you were with child, my lord did not propose to take a concubine, nor did he have the desire to keep a woman by his side to serve him. Why must you force yourself to be so virtuous? Who are you trying to impress with your virtue?
Li Jia smiled and twisted her mouth: "What a shameless person." After all, she was physically weak; after a bout of laughter and play, she felt somewhat exhausted, and could only drink a small half of the porridge before she could eat no more
Li Jia's sleep was light; the slightest movement of the curtain would awaken her, leaving her drenched in cold sweat and feeling indescribably uncomfortable
Compared to our grandfather, the elder appears somewhat better.
Li Jia was amused by her and blurted out: "You are full of nonsense again. If you want to be a wet nurse, shouldn't you have milk first?"
Li Jia furrowed her brows and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Jia nodded
Su Yierha did not take it seriously, smiled at Li Jiashi, and lowered her posture, saying: "I know I was wrong, Fujin, please do not be angry. I am still hoping to serve as a wet nurse for the young master."
Your Highness, you are joking with this servant, aren't you
Li Jia said impatiently: "Why does the second master want to compete with others? You, girl, are becoming more and more unruly as you grow up. If you continue to behave so disrespectfully when the master returns, I truly cannot tolerate you any longer"
Returning to the room, I took the cooked millet porridge from the stove, let it cool slightly, and then carried it to the warm east wing.
The servant is here
Rather than that, it is better to...
Su Yierha quietly lifted the bed curtain, her gaze meeting the wide-open eyes of Li Jiashi, and she couldn't help but smile: "Fujin, have a bowl of porridge to settle your stomach before going back to sleep"
Su Yierha warmly escorted the guest to the entrance of the residence. The maid, taken by surprise, left with a heart full of joy, carrying a token of gratitude. Watching her figure fade into the distance, Su Yierha retracted her smile, spat disdainfully on the ground, and instructed the young maid to close the door.
Su Yier was furious, while Li Jiashi listened to her incessantly berate for half a day, merely closing her eyes and remaining silent
Su Yier was afraid that she could not sit still, and was also concerned that she had food accumulated in her stomach, so she knelt on the footrest and gently massaged her waist and back with both hands
Make yourself virtuous and become a competent head of the household
Su Yierha slightly raised her upper body, placing a cushion behind her waist and back. While feeding her small spoonfuls of porridge, she recounted the matter of the eldest prince's consort sending someone to deliver gifts.
The hand on the waist suddenly withdrew.
Su Yierha looked at Li Jiashi's haggard face, feeling increasingly wronged as she spoke, her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face.
Then what is there? The servant will immediately go find a pleasing young attendant, so that when the noble consort gives birth to another young master or young lady next time, he will surely be able to catch up
Li Jia merely focused on drinking porridge and did not respond
Su Yierha ... ... '' Li Jiashi squinted her eyes, appearing to be on the verge of falling asleep
Su Yierhaque said: "The eldest brother really is something; he brings both fragrant and foul things onto the bed, and the eldest brother's wife does not take any action."
If ... ... I will give you to grandfather ... ...
Li Jia let out a long sigh, slowly opened her eyes, her gaze revealing an inescapable and intense sense of helplessness: "You do not understand..."