Chapter 55: A Small Drink to Soothe the Emotions

  So how did this situation come about?

  The screen is reversed.

  Su Ying didn't wait for Fu Yeyang, and she wasn't very concerned about it either. She felt that this situation was similar to a couple having a lover's quarrel. Fu Yeyang was even more stubborn than her. Su Ying was chilled by this analogy, and when she looked at the several maids who were carefully trying to mediate in front of her, she couldn't help but laugh: "You've all been working hard lately, I'll treat you to a drink."

  Bad times will pass, good times will also pass, but we must let ourselves feel at ease.

  Lü Huì and Bò Hé exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes, like looking at mischievous kids, fortunately Sū Yǐng didn't see it.

  Su Ying assumed Fu Yi Yang wasn't coming back, so she had the gatekeeper's wife lock up. Bai Zhi and Zi Su carried a small table of snacks from the kitchen, and each of the night watchwomen outside was given a string of cash, as well as some pickled duck and smoked chicken to eat; several of the women were delighted, their faces beaming with joy.

  Bai Zhi and Zi Su arranged the small stove table, and brought up some dishes. Originally, they had set out a formal table setting to wait for Fu Ye Yang to come and eat together, but he didn't show up. Su Ying also instructed them not to be so formal. The dishes that came up were just ordinary ones like sweet and sour fish, home-style tofu, clear-steamed chicken, garlic steamed scallops, and the like. There was also a plate of sugar-roasted peanuts. A relatively fresh dish was a spicy crispy skin fish, which although wasn't fancy, was quite suitable for drinking wine.

  Su Ying first removed her makeup, changed out of her outer garments, and put on casual clothes at home. Her oily hair was also let down, loosely braided into a hemp flower braid, with only a light blue silk flower clipped to the side of her temple, making her look particularly charming. After dressing up like this, Su Ying felt much lighter, as if the stuffiness in her chest had also dissipated.

  After several senior maids sat down, Su Ying personally took up the wine pot to pour wine for Lu Hui and the others, making them somewhat uneasy. Su Ying waved her hand casually: "You've accompanied me for so many years, it's worth a cup of wine."

  Su Ying poured herself a full cup, the yellow poplar root carved cup was exquisitely crafted with mountains, trees, people and grass characters as well as pictures and seals, vivid and natural. It had a unique charm, then she raised it and drank it all in one gulp.

  "You all followed me and suffered a bit in the past, but now our days are slightly better. However, as you can see, this mansion is full of crises for me, and no one here is easy to deal with. I don't expect much about 'suffering leading to happiness' anymore; I just hope that our main house can be peaceful and joyful." Su Ying rarely spoke so frankly with a few maids, and Lu Hui's eyes were all red.

  "Although things are better now than they were in the past, you must still be careful not to show off. Be content with your lot and don't overstep your bounds. Being humble is stronger than anything else." Su Ying's words weren't severe, she just lightly scolded them, then gave them a sweet date after scanning the room, "When you're of age in the future, come find me if you have someone from the manor in mind that you like. I'll be the one to arrange your marriages and provide the dowry."

  As Su Ying's big sister, her status rose with the tide, but in the eyes of the young men outside, Su Ying had no intention of opening her face to Fu Ye as a concubine. In the future, she would be married off and become a housewife, but as long as Su Ying was around, she would never suffer any grievances.

  Su Ying looked at them, one by one, their faces turned red like apples, and she smiled unkindly. The Dan Yang yellow wine in the cup seemed to become even more fragrant and mellow, with a flavor as light as floral dew and a color like spring in a cave.

  Lotus and the others were originally not so open. Mrs. Tao had never been so "unrestrained" before, but after drinking a few more cups, she gradually threw away her rigid etiquette and, under Su Ying's indulgence, each of them became completely uninhibited.

  Wine doesn't get drunk, people do. Su Ying's eyes were distant and confused, but she had become a proper wife, so why couldn't she live a carefree life? Let all the rules, etiquette, kindness, and dignity go to hell.

  So when Fu Yiyang suddenly appeared, he saw such an unorthodox scene and subconsciously furrowed his brow, his expression inexplicably unreadable.

  Su Ying was completely unimpressed by Fu Ye's sudden appearance, and under the gaze of her stunned subordinates, she even smiled foolishly at Fu Ye, trying to offer him a toast. This scared Lu Hui and the others so much that their faces turned white, and they were about to kneel down and apologize to Fu Ye.

  Fu Yiyang stared at Su Ying, his voice cold and detached: "Go and get it."

  The girls didn't dare to make a sound, and quickly cleaned up the scene with nimble hands and feet. Su Ying's wine cup - originally Huang Yanggen's suite cup had also been replaced with a higher degree of Zhu Ye Qing after changing the honey-like Dan Yang Huang wine - was taken over by Bao He, who was about to cry, the outer glaze is bean green, the inner glaze is emerald green, and the flower holder-shaped porcelain cup.

  Su Ying endured the dizziness and stood still, she was drunk but not to this extent. Seeing Bo He frowning and kindly comforting her: "What's there to cry about? It's just a normal drink, who can say anything? You all go down and rest."

  Mint: "......" Don't say any more, if you keep talking it's really going to be a cry, and I don't even dare look at Master's gloomy face.

  After everything was settled, the only ones left in the house were Fu Yeyang, who was as still as a mountain, and Su Ying, who was lying comfortably on her side on the couch. The atmosphere was extremely strange.

  Aloe and peppermint, who had sobered up completely, exchanged a look with a small face, and tacitly put their ears on the door. The murmuring voices inside didn't know what they were saying, but after listening for half a day without hearing any crashing sounds, they finally let out a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as the wife hadn't gone crazy from drinking, it was fine. Perilla was ready with the hangover soup, waiting to hear any unusual noise before sending it in.

  Fu Yiyang's face turned red with rage as soon as he entered the house and saw Su Ying in a disheveled state. He didn't care if it was anger or fury, but when Su Ying lay down on the couch, reeking of alcohol, she felt hot and pulled open her crimson jacket with golden threads, revealing a silver-red lining underneath. She looked languid and charming, yet struggling to withstand the effects of the wine.

  The old master's eyes were about to spout fire, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and the words that came out of his mouth were stern: "What do you look like now?"

  Su Ying blinked her watery eyes at Fu Ye Yang, with a hint of coquetry that Fu Lao Ye had never seen before. Her moist, red lips pouted: "What kind?"

  That's all there is to say now.

  Su Ying swayed and stumbled as she got up from the couch, but before she could steady herself, Fu Ye Yang's dark face pressed her back down, his eyes narrowing at her. He couldn't quite tell if she was genuinely drunk or just pretending to be, and seeing her carefree expression made him feel uneasy - it wasn't right that he should be the only one feeling conflicted.

  His fingertips brushed against the red, flushed cheek, sending a shiver down his spine. He leaned in closer, and after holding back for half a day, finally managed to squeeze out this sentence: "Are you teasing me? Don't make things difficult for me." For the proud Marquis Hou, this was equivalent to apologizing to Su Ying, which was truly rare.

  Unfortunately, these words were indeed unpleasant to hear. Su Ying's original watery eyes seemed to have turned into steam and transformed into tears, which flowed down her cheeks silently. However, her actions became violent as she struggled intensely, kicking her legs and twisting her body, with her hands clenched into fists pounding on Fu Ye Yang's back. In a hoarse voice, she asked him: "Are you troubled? Yes, in the end, I will only make things difficult for you. It's also true that a wife like me, who is jealous, vicious, and poisonous, should automatically step down and not occupy the position of madam, which hinders everyone's eyes! No, I should just die by smashing my head against something. Only then would you be satisfied!"

  Fu Yiyang was taken aback for a moment. "I didn't mean it that way." His words were tinged with inescapable remorse, "This is something I owe you."

  Su Ying clenched her fists and pounded them again, her voice trembling with tears: "Do you think I'll believe it just because you say so? In these few years, I've done my best as a wife and daughter-in-law. I've served you and the old lady diligently, and whenever either of you was unhappy, I'd get scolded. What could I do? I had to endure it all, even when I was wronged and couldn't speak out. You're taking advantage of me too much!"

  A good scolding was ruined by this hiccup, and Fu Yeyang lifted her face, the fire in her heart gradually changing tone under her struggles, thinking that she looked especially cute when being unreasonable.

  Fu Houye had always been a man of few words, believing that actions spoke louder than words. Su Ying was about to speak again when she was shut down by his passionate kiss, but she was also stubborn and refused to yield, biting her teeth and not letting him take over.

  Fu Yiyang pulled open her disheveled jacket from the struggle earlier, and after finding the right spot, he pinched it, causing her to let out a soft moan from her throat, which only fueled the already ignited flames even more intensely.

  Goodbye, she was so red-eyed staring at herself, Fu Yiyang's whole body softened, except for one place that was hard as ever.

  Su Ying's entire body was pinned down by him, and even the wine breath in her mouth didn't disgust him. He sucked and bit it again, struggling a few more times as if pretending to be reluctant, but after all, her arms couldn't overpower his legs. After struggling for a while, she teased Fu Yeyang enough, but ultimately still let him have his way.

  This time the taste is particularly different, the couch below, although not as sturdy as the carved flower bed, usually several people sitting on it will not be so, but this time it was shaken by these two people, it can be seen that the battle is intense.

  Fu Yiyang, however, felt that this time was more enjoyable than ever before. Even though his back was scratched and burning in pain, it couldn't compare to the joy that had reached deep into his bones. He lay on Su Ying's body, unwilling to get up, and hugged her shoulders tightly, whispering: "Let's have a good life from now on."

  Su Ying's eyes turned red again, but she still refused to back down, glaring at him with a hint of anger, and said in a hard tone: "Easy for you to say."

  Fu Yiyang's heart itched, he took a deep breath and gently stroked her back: "Really." Su Ying lightly turned away, her face hidden, but her earlobe was red. Fu Yiyang reached out to pinch it, the soft touch seemed to penetrate his heart.

  As a result, the bed shook again.

  The aloe vera and mint stuck outside the door had already blushed badly before hearing any movement inside. The aloe vera cleared its throat, took a few steps forward, and summoned a small servant girl to instruct: "Quickly go to the kitchen to prepare hot water."

  Gui's wife, who was woken up by Bai Zhi to prepare for the fire, gave a few maids a sideways glance and said a few words that were neither heavy nor light, her heart also following with excitement. What happened earlier should be considered as past, in the future, the relationship between the mistress and the master should be better, it's been said that husband and wife have no overnight grievances, they fight at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed. May all Buddhas bless, this time the mistress can sit on the throne.

  As the saying goes, wine is a matchmaker. Su Ying, fueled by wine, had a heart-to-heart talk with Fu Yiyang, and between the lines, she was conveying the subtle meaning of "I care about you, that's why I care about this Marquis' manor, and as long as you say something sweet to coax me, I'll be overjoyed."

  Fu Yiyang was over the moon, and the gap between him and Su Ying had been bridged. It seemed like they were even closer now. Not only that, but this guy who got a good deal also showed off, with a straight face, he commented on the incident of Su Ying's subordinates getting drunk yesterday.

  Su Ying rolled her eyes inwardly, lay on the bed and let out a snort from her nose, looking not too great, it was unclear whether it was due to the hangover from drinking or not wanting to give Fu Ye Yang a good face. Fu Ye Yang didn't get annoyed, instead he put his hand over his mouth and coughed once before asking: "Want me to rub your waist?"

  Su Ying looked at him with a slanted gaze, exuding a unique charm, and pursed her lips without saying a word.

  When Su Ying frowned at herself with a gleam in her eyes, Fu Yeyang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but think of Meng Lang's affair last night. He really sat over to massage Su Ying's waist, although there was some ulterior motive, his hands gradually strayed to places they shouldn't go.

  Su Ying somewhat rudely patted him on the hand and scolded: "Old master, it's getting late."

  Fu Yiyang felt that his wife was a bit different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. However, he did feel that there was something more to her now. Other women in front of him were always gentle and courteous, flattering him and trying to win him over. His wife used to be dignified and polite with him, treating him like a guest, but she had never been as emotional as she was now. She would even scold him and glare at him. And then there was the time she got drunk and scratched his back several times. He shouldn't drink too much in the future, but an occasional drink was still okay.

  A small drink to soothe the emotions.

  Fu Yiyang cleared his throat and grasped Su Ying's hand that was hitting him. He said seriously, "Let's do it again tonight."

  The room was still in disarray - originally they were on the couch, the quilt had traces of them, and the clothes that he hastily tore off, the light blue silk flower that was originally worn between her hairpins was also taken down by him, thrown to who knows where, and the previous master and servant drinking and eating made a mess - this would have been cleaned up neatly by the blushing maids, otherwise Su Ying herself would have felt embarrassed.

  She thinks that yesterday's way of doing things is more enjoyable, originally they had to be restrained, and yesterday was the perfect ending to the primary stage.

  Su Ying temporarily sounded the retreat. Weakness has been shown, grievances have been aired, emotions have been expressed, and goodwill has been consolidated. Next, we must strike while the iron is hot.

  Su Ying didn't wait for Fu Yeyang to speak. She first admitted her mistake and said that she was wrong at the time, which made the old lady unhappy, and also made the old lady worry about this matter, which was her fault as a daughter-in-law. Later, she would go to apologize to Madam Fu.

  She didn't expect the old lady to forgive her, but after all, the old lady was a senior, Fu Yiyang's mother, and her mother-in-law. As a junior, she should tolerate it. For the sake of Master, she did all these things with pleasure, even if she suffered grievances, it didn't matter.

  Of course, when talking to Master Fu, it wasn't that straightforward. Too direct and Master wouldn't like it, so it had to be implicit, tactful, and hinted at. Although Su Ying herself felt goosebumps listening to such words, she couldn't help but think that a big man like Fu Ye Yang would enjoy hearing them.

  Even if Fu Yiyang only responded with a simple "uh-huh" to her sincere and heartfelt confession, the slight upturn of his mouth corner revealed that he was actually quite pleased with Su Ying's thoughtfulness.

  Fu Mu's grudge against Fu Yiyang can't be resolved for the time being, and it's good that Su Ying doesn't add insult to injury.

  So Su Ying was surrounded and taken upstairs to apologize to Madam Fu.

  Fu's mother would not give Su Ying a good face, the two were already at odds and had been openly displayed by Su Ying, and Fu's mother also blamed Su Ying for being demoted from her noble rank.

  Fu's mother had never thought that her demotion was due to the Su family's manipulation, as they had always looked down on the Su family and didn't take them seriously, so naturally she wouldn't suspect them. Just like the incident of Fu Xiangyang being known as "grass and mud" spreading throughout the capital, the truth is something Fu's mother would never know.

  Nowadays, the highest rank in this Marquis's mansion is Su Ying. Originally, she and Fu Mu were of equal status, but now she naturally outranks Fu Mu. Su Ying would never do something like dressing up to flatter Fu Mu; of course, there will be plenty of opportunities for that in the future.

  Su Ying bumped into Fu Mu's gun, and Fu Mu endured it and didn't give Su Ying a few slaps. The teacup on the side was still intact in its original place - you know, the tea cups that had been changed several times in a short period of time hadn't been used to invite Su Ying over.

  Su Ying curtsied and spoke with an attitude that was neither arrogant nor humble, but her words were laced with subtle implications: "The old lady is also a seasoned person, how can I, a mere woman, bear the weight of such a reputation? At the time, I couldn't withstand it and did something rash. Now that I think about it, it really wasn't right. Fortunately, the master and mistress are wise and have cleared my name; otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do."

  At that time, the truth of the matter was clear to everyone, and Mrs. Fu couldn't possibly bring it up again to "hurt five hundred and lose eight hundred". She secretly resented Su Ying for not giving her face, but still had to follow along with Su Ying's words: "This isn't your fault, I was just too angry at the time and was deceived by those scoundrels, so I misunderstood you." After a pause, she forced herself to say another sentence, "I wronged you."

  Su Ying smiled warmly: "Old lady, you're being too serious, it's all the fault of those reckless and arrogant slaves." She knew that the ones who were beaten with forty boards and chased out of the second gate, never to be used again, were actually favored by Fu Mu. How could they be driven out along with their entire family? These people were deeply entrenched in the Hou Mansion, connected by flesh and blood, and now they had all been dismissed, which was equivalent to cutting off Fu Mu's left and right arms.

  Moreover, it seems that Fu Mu and the former number one red person Bai Lu have broken their relationship and lost favor. With fewer people in Fu Mu's hands who can be used, this is truly a delightful thing to hear, giving Fu Ye Yang 32 likes.

  Fu's mother was still angry and wouldn't let Su Qing off so easily. She coldly snorted and scolded, "Although this matter was a misunderstanding and has been cleared up now, as the mistress of the Hou Mansion, your behavior was improper and damaged the reputation of the Hou Mansion. You lack discipline and are not well-behaved. You should copy Buddhist scriptures ten times to calm your mind, lest you behave improperly again next time."

  Fu's mother had this attitude of "I'm all for your own good, for the good of our Hou Mansion", Su Ying was fed up with it in her heart, but she didn't show any annoyance on her face and smiled to say: "Yes, old lady."

  See who can tolerate whom.

  Fu's mother saw Su Ying, and the oil and salt didn't enter, and also said that it was as light as a breeze, like a punch hitting a cotton ball, the breath in her heart got stuck there, and couldn't be spat out, let alone how uncomfortable it was.

  Fu's mother's expression changed, and she used Wei's wife's matter to scold Su Ying again. Only then did she feel a little better in her heart. She also said: "Big girl is four years old now, can't always be called 'girl'."

  It's just nitpicking, purely to make Su Ying uncomfortable. Thinking about it, Fu Mu has been losing continuously, and seeing Su Ying's tone is still as respectful as before, but her eyes are cold and icy without a hint of smile, can't help but feel a little frightened.

  Thinking of the last time she didn't manage to grasp her seven inches, it's not good to thoroughly tear open now. Since there is still a long way to go, slowly waiting for an opportunity will do, and she doesn't believe she can't catch Su Ying off guard.

  Fu's mother didn't mention Fu Xueyang marrying a wife, and Su Ying pretended she hadn't thought of it either. She was actually quite looking forward to Chen Wanqing becoming her daughter-in-law.

  Su Ying came out of the upper house and happened to meet Mrs. Chen, with a face that seemed to look at her enemy, but she smiled and said: "I haven't congratulated my younger sister yet, another young wife has been added to Xiao Shu's room, and in the future, your sisterly love will last forever, others can only envy, it's a joyous occasion."

  "Ah!" Mrs. Chen was like a firework, ignited at the slightest touch, and Su Ying's words had set her off, her eyes blazing with anger, but she couldn't think of anything to say in retort, could only watch as Su Ying walked away calmly, stamping her foot in frustration.

  Su Ying was in a good mood and went to see Wei Niang specially. Wei Niang's eyes sparkled with tears as she looked at Su Ying: "Miss, you are so pitiful, all alone and helpless. Can't you ask the old lady to let Miss come back and live with me? You are noble, kind-hearted, and compassionate, and since the old lady treats you that way, I'm sure you'll understand my feelings too, right? You're the kindest person."

  Su Ying's goosebumps fell to the ground, and the holy mother flower added a touch of elegance to her body. This spiritual attack was not ordinary in its intensity. Thinking back to that host's task also made him feel melancholic, under Wei Niang's timid yet expectant gaze, he forced out a faint smile.

  "This matter I also can't take charge of, you know, the old lady's decision is not something that others can intervene in. However, the big girl needs to be named now, do you have any good ideas as her aunt?"

  Wei Yiniang burst into laughter with Su Ying's words, "I understand, I also know it's hard for you, Madam. You are very kind, I will definitely think of a name that matches the eldest miss, don't worry."

  Su Ying: "Hehe." Then she threw out the sentence "You think carefully, I'll leave first" and quickly left Nan Yuan. Nowadays, Wei Niang is really hard to deal with!

  ps：

  Wei Niangniang is the True Holy Mother!