Chapter 43: Burning the Boats and Sinking the Ships

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  Chapter 43: Burning the Boats and Sinking the Ships

  "I'll go take a look at Nan Yuan," Fu Yeyang paused and said, "I'll still have dinner here with you."

  Su Ying raised her eyes to look at him, slightly nodded, and watched Fu Yeyang leave. Her expression turned cold, and after a while, she called out to the others, "Is the guest's bill ready?"

  She was about to speak but stopped herself, and Lu Xi gave her a stern look, only then did she sullenly shut her mouth. Su Ying caught the exchange out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help but laugh quietly - this little girl really was getting ahead of herself, thinking she could turn things around like an overturned fish, but that would depend on whether or not Wei had the ability to do so.

  Wei Yiniang was scolding a little maid for a small matter and sat on the couch feeling wronged, when Jasmine excitedly ran over and said to Wei Yiniang: "Auntie, Master is coming this way."

  "Really?" Wei's aunt excitedly stood up, she adjusted the silk flower on her head, and then pulled at the lotus-colored jacket she was wearing. Her heart racing with excitement, she quickly walked to the door and leaned against the frame, staring eagerly at Fu Yeyang as he approached, her eyes filled with him.

  As Fu Yiyang approached, Wei Niangniang looked at him with tears in her eyes, the side of her face towards Fu Yiyang filled with resentment and grievance. Her voice was soft and lingering as she called out: "Old Master..." She bent down, her waist like a weak willow, lowering half of her slender white neck, her eyelashes heavy with unshed tears, the handkerchief in her hand clenched tightly, her expression a mix of "my heart has finally found its god" and yet trying to restrain herself.

  The wicked nature of men! Being looked at by such a charming woman, their vanity will always be satisfied. As a man, even if he doesn't particularly like it in his heart, as long as he's not made of stone, he'll be moved by such an appearance, let alone this woman being the one who followed him for the longest time and bore him children.

  Fu Yiyang's thoughts were complicated, and when he left the main courtyard, he looked back again. When he entered the south courtyard, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity, and the faint sound of crying suddenly rose up several degrees of impatience. However, when he saw Wei Niangniang's appearance, his expression changed, and he stopped in his tracks, staring intently at Wei Niangniang's increasingly shy profile and her delicate facial features, which she deliberately presented to Master at a good angle, as well as the large red cotton flower on her temples.

  Wei Yiniang couldn't help but notice, and her heart suddenly felt pleased. However, after waiting for half a day, Fu Yeyang still didn't speak up. Her knees were numb from kneeling, and her body slightly trembled as she lifted her face, full of surprise and anticipation: "Master, I've been waiting for you."

  This face is more beautiful than a flower, without any sign of illness.

  Fu Yiyang glanced at Wei Niang again, "Hmm" and stepped into Wei Niang's house. Wei Niang was too busy being delighted to notice Fu Yiyang's expression, and followed closely behind him, busily moving around the room, asking about his well-being, and even personally went to brew tea, her heart and eyes full of Fu Yiyang.

  Fu Yiyang took the teacup handed over by Wei Niangniang and took a sip. The tea was good, no different from the one served in the main courtyard. He then looked at Wei Niangniang's outfit, which was all new and fashionable, especially the exquisite silk flower on her hair bun, which Fu Yiyang had seen at Su Ying's place just a few days ago and thought it was meant for her to wear, but unexpectedly, Wei Niangniang also had one.

  Fu Yiyang pursed his lips, his expression gloomy. It turned out that he thought the discord between Wei and Su was normal. In the past, when Wei changed her tone to complain to him, he wasn't deaf to it, but Wei had served him for a longer time, and they spent more time together, not to mention that there was also Big Sister in between. He couldn't help but lean towards Wei more, and occasionally, after hearing Wei's veiled words, he would really think that Su Ying was not being magnanimous enough towards Wei.

  He would never do something like favoring a concubine over his wife. He thought he had given Madam Su sufficient respect, didn't she understand that? Moreover, he felt that Madam Su must have thought he was favoring the concubine and abandoning his wife, which made him feel annoyed.

  Now it seems that he was really blind to the truth. If it weren't for Wei's meddling, he wouldn't have known that these years, the rules of the eldest daughter were all based on the legitimate ones; if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known how dissatisfied his mother was with Su Ying as a daughter-in-law. Even towards Wei, who deliberately offended her, she didn't treat Wei harshly, and when the eldest daughter got married, she still took care of things and worked hard to organize her mother's birthday celebration.

  Thinking about it, he didn't stay by her side after she gave birth to the child, and just as she was finally coming out of her sorrow, her body still not fully recovered, he let her take care of the eldest daughter, which really put her in a difficult position. At first, he had faced Wei Shi, and when the child was born, he never thought of bringing it to his wife's side, this is not even worthy of being called a wife's dignity.

  Fu Da thought carefully and suddenly realized that his previous views on himself were not even as good as a favored concubine, let alone a virtuous wife. He couldn't help but feel a little melancholy and also somewhat resentful. When he looked at Wei Niang again, he felt that she was hiding her true nature, thinking she was a good person, but unexpectedly so unscrupulous.

  Wei Yiniang still didn't know that Fu Yiyang had already mentally labeled her as a hypocrite. She was feeling rather pleased with herself and was preparing to eloquently express the grievances she had suffered over the past few days. She even thought of a title: "I shouldn't have provoked the mistress's anger, the mistress is the lady of the house, for the good of the family, using her illness as an excuse to reflect on herself is only right, I understand and don't blame the mistress at all. Moreover, the mistress has a kind heart, seeing that I was ill, she even sent someone to deliver medicine, which I took and my body recovered greatly. It's just that I've been thinking about Big Sister, unable to eat or sleep, wanting to go out and visit but it's not convenient, so I made a few small dresses for Big Sister instead. Now that Master is here, I can finally give the dresses to Big Sister."

  No matter what, the goal is always the same: to smear Su Ying.

  Unfortunately, Fu Yiyang didn't have the patience to stay any longer, putting down the teacup in his hand. Wei Niang suddenly felt a twitch in her brow and swallowed back all the words she had prepared. She tidied up some loose strands of hair, turned her thoughts around, and spoke softly: "But this tea doesn't taste right?" Turning back to scold Malan: "What kind of servant are you? This is Master's usual tea!"

  Jasmine's thoughts also turned quickly, and with a difficult expression, she hesitantly said: "Originally, the old master used to drink stored tea, but it was gone, so I took the liberty of replacing it with another slightly inferior one... it's all my fault..."

  The next second, Fu Yiyang became uneasy and looked at Jasmine who was kneeling on the ground with a cold gaze. Jasmine didn't dare to move, and cold sweat poured out of her forehead.

  In the past, such tricks were easy to deal with for Wei Yiniang. She bit her lip, looking a bit wronged, scolded and sent Jasmine away, and when facing Fu Yeyang again, she was still as gentle as a flower. "Sir, would you like a bowl of mutton milk? You just came from the front..."

  This sentence immediately stirred up a hornet's nest. Wei Yiniang was so desperate that she didn't care about the consequences. When Fu Yeyang stormed out of the house with a dark face, Wei Yiniang finally realized that the cooked duck was about to fly away before her eyes. She quickly ran over to block Fu Yeyang, who looked unhappy, with tears welling up in her eyes and her lips slightly parted, looking wronged and pitiful. Under Fu Yeyang's cold gaze, tears suddenly fell from her eyes.

  "Master, what have I done wrong to provoke your anger towards me? Even if you want me to die, I must die with a clear conscience." As she spoke, Wei Niang's tears flowed even more fiercely, and her sorrowful appearance was completely different from the proud and arrogant demeanor she had when dressed in finery.

  Fu Yiyang's cold gaze fell on Wei Niang's head, and Wei Niang felt a thousand pounds heavy, but she had to force herself to lift her head and cry: "I've been ill for so long that I haven't even left the house, and Madam has let me reflect on my mistakes. I was wrong to be presumptuous and offend Madam, and I already know my mistake. If Master is angry with me because of this, I will accept it. As for other things, I'm not good at arguing and don't know how to argue. Eldest Miss has already left me, if Master abandons me again, I might as well die!"

  Wei Yiniang was flustered and confused, but she was determined that Su Ying was behind it all. Even at this moment, she didn't forget to splatter a few drops of mud on Su Ying's reputation. She cried with tears streaming down her face, but didn't realize that too many tears made them worthless.

  Fu Yiyang suppressed the disgust that welled up in his heart, but he had spoiled this woman who was rubbing her nose against his face for several years. This realization made Fu Yiyang, who always pursued perfection, feel like a fishbone stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit it out, extremely suffocated.

  Impatiently shaking off Wei Niang's grasp, his upbringing prevented him from uttering any coarse words, so he simply glared at Wei Niang who was crouching on the ground and said, "You'd better watch yourself!"

  Fu Yiyang wasn't calm in the South House either. When Wei Niang used Dagu's illness to frame Su Ying and was exposed by the doctor, he almost kicked the door open. At that time, Fu Yiyang didn't explicitly state his reasons, so everyone thought he was angry because of Dagu's illness.

  Now she was directly giving Wei Niang a loss of face, her disgust and dislike were openly displayed, Wei Niang was so frightened that she was trembling with fear, kneeling on the ground feeling ashamed to see anyone, in a state of panic and confusion, she finally burst into loud wailing.

  The loud voice was heard by everyone in the outer courtyard. When Fu Yeyang came out, there were a few little maids peeking out from the front of Liu Niang's courtyard, and when they saw Fu Yeyang looking over, they were so scared that they knelt on the ground, trembling like quails.

  Su Ying rubbed her temples, which were throbbing with pain, and was supported by Lu Xi as soon as she walked out of the door. She then bumped into Fu Ye Yang face to face, looking like she had just been hit by a cannonball.

  Fu Yiyang suddenly felt a little uneasy. His legitimate wife had been wronged by his concubine, whom he had doted on, and only now did he realize that his originally thought-to-be narrow-minded and unromantic wife was actually so considerate and understanding, never complaining to him even when she suffered losses, but instead always considering his feelings with a full heart. This pure kindness made him feel a little heartbroken.

  These two are compared, and immediately feel that Su Ying is pleasing to the eye everywhere. The eyes looking at Su Ying are warm and gentle, which is an unprecedented softness. The face also unconsciously shows a "I didn't know you were so good, I misunderstood you before, I'm guilty, I'll make it up to you" expression. Su Ying suddenly shivered with cold sweat, Master Hou, don't give up on treatment!

  Su Ying endured the urge to look at her arm with goosebumps, and smiled warmly at the old master who was showing a warm expression. As soon as she returned to the house and sat down, Bai Ju rushed in with a frightened look on her face: "Wei Niang has hit the pillar!"

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