Chapter 420: Chapter 419: Serves You Right for Having a Wife!
Shen Hua had dinner together with Cui Yun.
The vast Cheng Garden was filled with servants and maids, all disguised as Shadow Guards. The kitchen became merely a decoration, entirely without a kitchen maid.
Ying Yi went out for a while and returned carrying meals from a restaurant.
Shen Hua had little appetite, hurriedly ate a few bites, then rested her chin on her hand, watching the person opposite her.
The man’s luxurious purple robe, which he hadn’t changed on time, was made of fine cloud brocade, with patterns sewn from gold threads.
Not to mention his clothes, his accessories were equally expensive.
He carried off this outfit with an air of nobility that was compelling; with a slight lift of his eyes, he was captivatingly alluring.
Vixen!
No wonder he caught He Yuan’s eye!
Shen Hua preferred his previous attire more, which revealed the restrained and dignified essence of a noble son.
Unlike his lazy and weary demeanor during the day, Cui Yun now looked cold and detached, exhibiting the grace and mannerisms of a noble with every gesture and movement.
The flamboyant clothes, yet they did not seem inappropriate.
Shen Hua couldn’t help but be slightly mesmerized.
Feeling her gaze on him, Cui Yun looked up.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking... you would look very good in a red robe as well."
Cui Yun looked indifferent: "Can’t wait?"
"What?"
She was perplexed, not understanding his implication.
"Not thinking of tea or food, just pondering marrying me?"
Shen Hua was slow to react momentarily.
"Are you talking about the wedding attire?"
Her eyes curved, lips curling upwards: "Mama had my wedding outfit well made beforehand, I have preserved it very well."
"We’ll measure your size later, it should fit with some alterations."
While speaking, the girl’s clear eyes blinked, a fleeting look of guilt flashing by. She clasped her hands together like a kitten: "However, initially Mama thought I’d marry He Chu, would you mind?"
Ms. Shen Chun felt heartache for Shen Hua.
Seeing how the girl’s health was declining, how could she bear to have her fuss over the wedding dress?
The girl still wanted to wear the wedding outfit left by Ms. Shen Chun in the flower sedan chair.
As if Mama were still here. Able to watch her get married with her own eyes.
But this would inevitably aggrieve Cui Yun.
Cui Yun really didn’t expect Shen Hua to react this way. Indeed, the girl’s thought processes have always been different from ordinary people.
"Every stitch and thread your mother made was prepared for your groom."
"Without doubt, it is mine then, why would I mind?"
"However, the situation in the court might be changing, things in Hengzhou are neatly arranged, but there could still be many matters waiting to be dealt with."
"You have embroiderers at your command. We need to wait for all the dust to settle before we can peacefully prepare for the marriage."
Cui Yun reassured: "No rush."
Just as Shen Hua was about to be touched by Cui Yun’s considerate nature, she belatedly lifted her head, crashing into Cui Yun’s calm and composed gaze.
"I merely mentioned letting you wear a red robe. No other meaning, you are misleading me."
Making her seem so eager to get married.
"If I don’t get married, brother is willing to support me my whole life."
"Is that so? Did I misunderstand?"
"Certainly."
Cui Yun’s gaze darkened inch by inch: "You are not in a hurry?"
She responded word by word.
"Not! In! A! Hurry!"
"But it’s challenging, yet I’m quite in a hurry."
Shen Hua watched him coldly and aristocratically.
"Retain your thoughts."
She couldn’t help but smile triumphantly, as if gloating over her advantage.
"Being in a hurry is human nature."
Cui Yun didn’t tease her, to avoid upsetting the girl.
Rarely docile, Shen Hua picked up a white porcelain bowl, deliberately scooping the soup slowly before passing it under Cui Yun’s gaze.
Cui Yun’s voice was sparse and cool.
"Need something from me?"
Shen Hua glanced at the completely dark sky: "Xiaoqi has several types of poison powder."
"I’d like to go out for a bit."
Cui Yun held the white jade spoon, slowly stirring the soup in the bowl, the porcelain creating pleasant clinks as they collided.
"I should visit the He Residence soon, scouting the place in advance would be good."
That was the agreement made.
While saying this, he handed back the bowl.
"It’s not hot anymore, drink up."
Shen Hua: !!
Serves you right for having a wife!
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He Residence.
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife was staying in He Yuan’s room. The mother and daughter were talking privately.
Fresh fish soup was just served, but He Yuan immediately felt the fishy smell, covered her mouth and nose, and retched.
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife was anxious, seeing her like this, the words of calling for the doctor choked in her throat as she glanced at the serving maid in the room.
"Everyone, leave!"
He Yuan, not understanding, quickly said, "Take the fish away too."
"Yes."
Soon, when only the two of them were left in the room, the Prefecture Magistrate’s wife stared at her steadily and then suddenly slapped the table.
He Yuan was so frightened that she shuddered.
"Mama, what are you doing?"
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife suppressed her anger, tapped He Yuan’s forehead hard, and said through gritted teeth, "How can I have a daughter as shameless as you!"
He Yuan, in pain, wanted to dodge. But ultimately panicked: "Mama, I—"
"Stop making excuses!"
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife paced back and forth in the room, her heart sinking completely, her steps getting faster, and finally stopped in front of He Yuan. She raised her hand to hit her, but ultimately couldn’t do it.
He Yuan, frightened, whispered, "Now that I have Yang Yu, that outsider will naturally be completely cut off."
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife heavily closed her eyes.
"If your father knew, he would certainly not spare you! I told you to break it off early, but you defy me secretly now that you’re bold?"
"I will have someone call the doctor over."
The Prefecture Magistrate’s wife seemed to age several years, "If you truly are carrying that bastard child, you must abort it."
This statement completely changed He Yuan’s complexion. She collapsed to the ground, struggling to process her mother’s words.
"I—"
"Scared now, are you?"
At the residence, the concubine was pregnant, He Yuan had personally witnessed her mother, behind her father’s back, forcefully give her miscarriage-inducing drugs.
Blood streamed from under the skirt of the concubine, who writhed in pain on the ground.
She dared not think further, shivering, and hugged the Prefecture Magistrate’s wife’s legs.
"Mama."
"Please help your daughter, as I am to marry Yang Yu anyway, why add sin?"
Above the eaves, Shen Hua listened, dumbfounded.
Before coming, how could she have expected to encounter such a disgraceful affair? She then looked at Cui Yun’s indifferent expression.
"Did you already know about this?"
He quietly replied, "I did not."
"Then why aren’t you angry?"
Cui Yun finally showed a trace of emotion in his eyes. The air tensed for a moment.
"If I were to make a scene over an unrelated girl, you would be anxious."
Shen Hua heard this and agreed.
She nonchalantly took out six bottles and jars.
Before leaving, Xiaoqi had carefully explained.
The red bottle causes one to break out in rashes, the white bottle causes bad breath, the green bottle causes hair loss, the black bottle causes diarrhea.
All effects last for three days.
They won’t kill a person, but they will torment them.
Shen Hua was troubled: "Which bottle should I use to deal with this mother and daughter?"
She pursed her lips, looking at the last yellow and blue bottles.
"Do you remember what effects these two bottles have?"
Cui Yun silently looked over. Having a photographic memory, he naturally remembered.
Yet, he did not tell. Instead, he absent-mindedly said.
"Since you’ve forgotten, and brought all anyway, might as well use them all."
Shen Hua pondered for a moment: "Makes sense."
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