Rebirth of Emotional Debt Chapter 74

  Fu Yiyang returned to the Hou Mansion, while Pan Ershao took Pan Niang to the Ji Mansion. Mr. and Mrs. Ji had passed away, and now the head of the household was Young Master Ji and his wife. Next in line were Pan's uncle and aunt.

  Pan Ruyue suppressed the reluctance in her heart and followed the servant to pay respects to Lady Ji. Lady Ji sat at the head of the table, gazing from afar at the slender figure brought over by the servant, and slightly furrowed her brow. The reason was simple: Pan Ruyue wore a white cloak with a green plum blossom embroidered on the hem, which looked elegant but also somewhat too plain and austere. This didn't seem like a visit to relatives, but rather as if she had brought a hint of bad luck.

  After all, she was her nephew's daughter-in-law, so Madam Qi couldn't say anything. When Pan Ruyue approached, Madam Qi took a look at her appearance and was also shocked. Her eyebrows were like a new moon, her skin was as smooth as jade, her eyes were bright and sparkling, her movements were gentle and elegant, just like a painting come to life, and she seemed to be a freshly bloomed flower that had been sprinkled with dew.

  Mrs. Ji was secretly shocked, her "daughter" would also participate in the election next year... Looking at Pan Ruyue walking over with a gentle and weak appearance, her delicate eyebrows furrowed as if she was about to cry, Mrs. Ji's heart added a few more points of dislike, wondering how such a demeanor was taught by the young lady?

  Pan Ruyue clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand. She had always treated this kind and gentle aunt as if she were her own mother, showing her filial piety. Who would have thought that this aunt would actually prevent her from participating in the imperial selection of consorts? However, she still wanted to thank her aunt for doing so, otherwise she wouldn't have had the opportunity to marry Yi Bojun. Thinking of Yi Bojun's handsome and elegant appearance, Pan Ruyue couldn't help but feel a sweet sensation rising up in her heart.

  In her previous life, she regretted not being able to give birth to a child that belonged to both her and Ye Biao. She didn't know how sorrowful and anguished Ye Biao would be after she passed away. Thinking of this, Pan Ruyue's smile was tinged with sadness, and the tears in her almond-shaped eyes fell down.

  "Come here, good child," said Auntie Ji, patting the corner of her eye. "Don't be formal, consider this place your own home."

  Pan Ruyue composed herself, and with a clever smile, she went forward to pay her respects to Madame Ji. Her cloak had already been taken by the maid, which made her slender figure even more apparent.

  Next, Pan Ruyue also paid her respects to the other elders of the Qi manor, saw several cousins who were still waiting for marriage in the manor, and they were no different from what she remembered. The only difference was that she actually met Ye Tiao ahead of time and even spent time with him on the same boat. Although they didn't get to say much, it was enough for Pan Ruyue to savor again and again.

  Ji Xixian, who also plans to participate in the draft next year, saw the white pearl hairpin on Pan Ruyue's head and smiled: "Sister Pan, this hairpin is so 'delicate'."

  Pan Ruyue stroked the small white jade hairpin on her hair, smiled slightly: "This pin was brought from home, I love it dearly. Since you like it, I'll send someone to deliver another one to you tomorrow."

  Qian Qian waved her hand repeatedly: "I just praised a sentence, how can I want Pan sister's things. If my mother knew, she would definitely let the nanny scold me." She paused and said, "Besides, Pan sister's hairpin is too plain, I've always liked more elegant ones."

  Pan Ruyue's attire was always simple and elegant, while Ji Shanshan was different, wearing a crimson-colored moon-patterned jacket with golden embroidery, an apricot-yellow skirt with silk threads, and a hairpin on her head, exuding a radiant aura that made Pan Ruyue appear even more pale and serene.

  Pan Ruyue's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she listened to Ji Xiangxiang's words, then she smiled and said in a soft voice: "Everyone has their own preferences, I wonder what you usually do on a daily basis, sister?"

  She quickly changed the subject. Ji Xiangxiang followed her words and continued to speak, while Pan Ruyue quietly steered the conversation towards the Yongwu Marquis's residence - In her previous life, Pan Ruyue had married Fu Yeyang for only a few years before the power of the household was seized by Fu's mother. Pan Ruyue didn't bother with those mundane matters and wasn't familiar with social interactions. Now, for the sake of her brother-in-law, she was willing to put aside her pride and quietly try to please Ji Furen and others, even forming a connection with Ji Xiangxiang, all in order to learn more about Fu Yeyang's affairs.

  Pan Ruyue intentionally wanted to make friends with Ji Xiangxiang, so she said: "Originally, when I was at home, I collected a jar of morning dew lotus leaves 'dew' pearls, which were buried under the wisteria flower trellis at home. This time when I came to Beijing, I specially dug them up and brought them together to use for brewing tea. Sister, why don't you come and taste some?"

  "I actually prefer to use the snow water scraped from plum blossoms, unfortunately my home rarely sees snow in winter, but now that I'm in the capital, I have the opportunity...". As she spoke, Pan Ruyue's furrowed eyebrows relaxed, but in her heart, she was thinking more about saving up the snow water to make tea with Ye Bo, and thinking back to the days when she was married to Ye Bo, Pan Ruyue felt both sweet and bitter. She really wanted to go see Ye Bo right now, and use her slender fingers to smooth out the frown lines between his eyebrows.

  Ji Xiangxang exclaimed: "Sister Pan is indeed elegant and refined, even the water used for brewing tea is so particular."

  Pan Ruyue explained in detail: "Tea is the clearest and purest thing in the world, and tasting tea is also a grand affair. Not only is there a distinction to be made about the water for tea, but even the cups used for drinking tea have their own set of rules - 'In spring, use cow-eye cups; in summer, use chestnut cups; in autumn, use lotus-leaf cups; and in winter, use pendant bell cups.' If my sister is interested in this aspect, I just so happen to have brought a few books about tea from home. Later on, she can pick out a few to take a look."

  "It turns out that there is such a thing, if not for Pan sister mentioning it, I wouldn't have known, today I've gained some knowledge. Why don't we call over Cloud and the others, let them also see the elegance of Sister?" Ji Xuanxuan suggested, Pan Ruyue's eyes showed some impatience, but she was now living under someone else's roof, with a cruel and cunning aunt-in-law who seemed kind on the surface. Pan Ruyue felt wronged but couldn't speak out to outsiders, and instead thought back to her life after marrying into the Hou household.

  She just needs to get through these days, she wants to see Yi Biao Ge again soon. Pan Ruyue's heart is filled with sadness and grievance one moment, and then full of expectation the next, it's really contradictory.

  Fu Yiyang suddenly let out a loud sneeze, quickened his pace, and when he entered the house, the floor was already warm with a heated kang, and a carpet had been laid out. As soon as he looked up, he noticed Su Ying's smiling face, walked over to hold her hand, but said: "Let them set the table for dinner."

  Su Ying leaned over and smiled at him, Pei Yu Yang saw the other wooden hairpin in her bun, he felt a bit uneasy, didn't even give a compliment, until dinner time when Pei Yu Yang picked up a piece of rose-petal goose liver paté with his chopsticks and put it in her bowl, cleared his throat, Su Ying looked over at him, but he said nothing.

  Su Ying was speechless, and when she realized that his 'legs' were sticking out from under the table, she looked at him again and saw that he still had a serious expression on his face. He wanted to play a game of "you retreat, I advance, you retreat again, and I'll advance again" with her. Was this because he was taking advantage of the fact that she wasn't as agile as before?

  Su Ying gave him a sideways glance, and when he came closer again, she shifted her feet slightly, accidentally missing the carpet with her toes. Then, not so coincidentally, she stepped on it again, lowered her head to drink porridge, her face didn't blush, but the tips of her ears turned red.

  Fu Yiyang was stepped on but still acted as if nothing had happened, however this one step was like opening the switch of memories, who knew that feet could be so gentle, carving out the soft and delicate 'jade'. The soft and smooth sole lightly rubbed against him, because it wasn't forceful, no matter what action it was, it all seemed light and airy without any strength. Just like scratching an itch through a boot. It was as if the soft hook was softly hooked, but instead made people even more 'desirous' and unable to help themselves.

  She had already made up her mind to give that mischievous foot a good massage later, but Su Ying was startled by Fu Yeyang's fiery gaze and she couldn't help but understand what he was thinking. It had indeed been three months since they last...

  Fu Yiyang returned from outside on the first night, sleeping in the main house was to give Mrs. Fu dignity, and Qi's nanny nodded secretly, originally she liked this madam, unfortunately 'temperament' is too strong, not favored by the old master, but now seeing that Madam's 'temperament' has softened a bit, if she can get pregnant again, it means her feelings with the old master are better than before, which is a good thing.

  Gu Yiguang originally felt a sense of crisis in her heart due to those ambiguous messages. Although it was just a false alarm, it also served as a wake-up call for Gu Yiguang, who strongly approved of Fu Yeyang's overnight stay, which was better than letting the old master sleep with his concubine; in short, no one could bypass the wife and get away with it.

  Inside, Fu Yiyang didn't wait for Su Ying to wash up. He eagerly hugged her and stuck close, Su Ying turned her head to lean in, and was about to remove the hairpin from her head, but Fu Yiyang held down her hand, took down the wooden carved pin himself, and leaned into her ear, spraying hot air: "So many, how did you choose this one?"

  Su Ying's bright eyes blinked: "Isn't it nice?" This person was obviously very pleased, but still pretended to be nonchalant.

  Fu Yiyang didn't say a word, he came over with enthusiasm to help Su Ying remove the golden thread chain from her hair. Although it's not complicated to have such hairstyles in his own room, it's not that easy to take them down. However, Fu Yiyang, being quite skilled with his hands, successfully managed to loosen Su Ying's hair without pulling out any of her hair, and her black locks cascaded down like a piece of silk.

  Her originally dry and yellow hair was well-maintained, becoming even softer and shinier. Fu Yeyang couldn't help but lovingly stroke her hair, which cascaded down her back, shimmering with captivating ripples under the light. He lifted her chin with his fingers, and their lips met in a gentle kiss.

  She's already seven months pregnant, and her belly is bigger than usual for a first-time pregnancy. The two of them don't dare to indulge too much, although they can't fully satisfy their desires, Fu Yeyang thinks that it's not just about that one thing. There are plenty of other ways to have fun and be playful, and even if they didn't actually do "that" thing, he's still extremely satisfied. Having had a taste of it today, he's already thinking about the next time, in short, once you've acquired a taste for something, anything else seems bland in comparison.

  "This isn't me helping you, is it?" Fu Yeyang's voice was hoarse as he supported that pair of soft and warm flesh that had also become plumper, her belly had grown bigger, her figure had become more curvaceous, other places had also become even more beautiful, lightly moving made her slightly tremble, burning Fu Yeyang's eyes with fire.

  In the 'bed' account, this person speaks more and more without restraint, and also relaxes on that matter. Su Ying's heart is still thinking, what she painstakingly taught was not for others to use as dowry, but for her own enjoyment. Thinking of this, a sense of pride rose up in her heart, but soon softened down.

  Fu Yiyang returned to the capital and didn't have a moment's peace, instead becoming busier than before. Occasionally mentioning it to Su Ying, it turned out that the Emperor wanted to start investigating the national treasury's deficits.

  This is not an easy task, but rather a difficult one. This matter was also raised during the previous emperor's reign, but due to its complexity and involvement of many aristocratic families, it was difficult to carry out, and in the end, it came to nothing.

  This is a thoroughly rotten bill, everyone owes and owes it until everyone pretends that nothing has happened. Now the emperor wants to turn over old accounts, how easy can it be?

  Fu Yiyang was already highly valued by the emperor and worked in the Ministry of Revenue. Now that the emperor has such intentions, as a vanguard, Master Hou must work diligently. Having just returned from a trip, without even catching his breath, he had to be busy again with his feet not touching the ground.

  Su Ying secretly felt grateful to the emperor in her heart, but on the surface she still pretended to be a virtuous wife who cared for her husband's well-being, even though he was not around. Her concern and care were everywhere, however.

  Fu Yiyang is still the same as before, running back and forth between the study and the main hall, but he hasn't let anyone who wants to take advantage of 'Madam's pregnancy' get a chance.

  It's already November, and snowflakes are falling from the sky. The stove in the main room has been lit early, and Fu Yeyang has been staying in his study for several days. Su Ying didn't think much of it, as he hadn't gone to other parts of the backyard either. After some thought, she instructed her servants: "Send someone to deliver a thick quilt over there, and also send a bowl of ginseng soup from the kitchen. Tell Yongping to keep an eye on him and make sure Master drinks more."

  Mint came in from outside and said with a gasp: "Madam, Third Madam has set off."

  Su Ying furrowed her brow, Third Madame was almost eight months pregnant, but because of reasons that couldn't be spoken, Third Madame's belly was said to be a month earlier than it actually was. In other words, to outsiders, Third Madame was only seven months pregnant, so how did she go into labor?

  Lü Huì's face was filled with worry and anxiety. Logically, Su Ying should have gone to take a look, but now the snowflakes were falling heavily outside, and it was not close from the main courtyard to the third madam's courtyard. With her current condition, it wasn't suitable for her to move around easily.

  It was still Aunt Qi who pressed down with one sentence and let Su Ying not get up. She went over to take a look.

  Lü Bi handed a thermos filled with hot water to Su Ying, "Since the mistress became pregnant, she can't stand the smell of carbon. This is a lighter thermos made by the craftsmen, and when it's filled with hot water, there's no smell."

  Su Ying took over the thermos and held it in her hand, listening to the cold wind outside, furrowing her brow: "What's going on with San Tai Tai, why did she launch ahead of schedule?"

  Mint furrowed her brow: "This is indeed unknown. The third madam suddenly went into labor, fortunately the midwife had prepared everything in advance, and the doctor was also called over, and old madam's side has been notified, it's just that no one knows whether the third madam's child will be a young master or a young lady."

  Mrs. Fu had been eagerly anticipating that the third madam would have a boy, from the moment she entered the house, she began to create momentum for her, saying that she was blessed, and whatever good things there were, they would all be reserved for the third madam first, thinking that the third madam could give birth to the Hou Mansion's "eldest grandson", and even worried that Su Ying would give birth early.

  Lu Xiang had been following Su Ying for a long time and was no longer reserved. After thinking for a moment, she said: "I saw the third madam from afar once, I think her belly isn't that big, and there are still two months until the delivery date, why did it start early?"

  Su Ying knew about San Tai's true pregnancy month and lowered her voice, saying: "I heard the old man say that this fetus is unlikely to survive."

  Third Madame had a difficult pregnancy, and at one point nearly miscarried. After that, she was extremely careful, taking medicine to protect the fetus without stopping. The medicine was three parts poison, but when Dr. Su had prescribed it for Su Ying during her severe morning sickness, Su Ying hadn't taken it. Of course, the wet nurses couldn't persuade Su Ying otherwise.

  Third Madame is really too young, only fourteen years old by Chinese age reckoning. The reason her belly looks big is that she doesn't have much flesh on her body. Not to mention comparing with Su Ying's belly which has twins inside, even compared with normal pregnant women, it can't be considered big.

  Who knows if there's something hidden in between?

  Su Ying didn't mind whether the third madam gave birth to a boy or a girl, and after hearing Lu Wei's words, she casually said: "There are old ladies on both sides who are taking care of it anyway."

  Fu's mother, upon hearing "Third Madame has made her move", immediately changed color and smashed the cup in her hand. She didn't care that it was snowing outside and had Dujuan support her as she went to Third Madame's courtyard.

  Su Ying could think of it, and Fu Mu naturally thought of it too. She didn't suspect that San Tai Tai's fetus was abnormal, but suddenly suspected that someone had manipulated things inside, and with a stern face, she arrived at San Tai Tai's courtyard.

  Because it was two months early and suddenly went into labor, many things were not fully prepared. Fortunately, the midwife had been prepared by Fu Mu early on and was living in the Hou Mansion, so when the third wife went into labor, someone was sent to find the midwife immediately.

  The courtyard was in a mess, and Madame Fu first calmed the situation. When she saw that Madame Chen hadn't arrived, her face immediately fell: "Where's the second madam? Such a big deal, how can she not come out to take charge as the mistress of the house?"

  Madam Chen's maid, with a sour face, said: "The second madam has seen the red and is lying on the bed."

  Fu's mother jumped up at the words: "The second wife...?"

  The old woman hastily shook her head and said that this matter was indeed risky. "The second lady has a good fortune, the fetus in her abdomen is still safe."

  Fu's mother finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although she favored the third madam, it was because the third madam had become pregnant earlier and would give birth to the eldest grandson first, which didn't mean that she didn't care about Chen's wife's pregnancy as well, after all they were both her grandsons.

  As soon as he turned around and thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. "Can we inform the second master?"

  The old lady's mouth moved for half a day, but she couldn't say anything conclusive.

  Fu's mother still had a lot of prestige, and at the mention of it, she was so angry that she was shaking in her chair, cursing: "This pig oil 'blinded' my 'muddled' account!"

  Fu Xueyang's affair with a mistress outside was exposed, and in her anger and anxiety, the third wife suddenly took action. As a result, Mrs. Chen also saw red, and Fu Xueyang had not been home for several days, and even his servants did not know where to find him.

  Fu's mother scolded for two sentences, and then feared that this matter would spread out and be detrimental to Fu Xueyang's future career. She hastily told people not to gossip behind her back, but the second house knew about it and was still talking about it with nose and eyes. No matter how much she forbade, she could only stop it on the surface.

  Fu's mother had a belly full of evil fire, and when Qi Ayi came over, she opened her mouth and said: "There is my old wife here, it is not necessary for the mistress to come over, you go back and tell the mistress to take good care of herself and that will be the greatest filial piety to me, this old wife."

  As soon as she opened her mouth, she wanted to put a hat of unfilial piety on Su Ying. Before Qiu Niang could speak, Fu Mu glanced at the niang beside Chen Furen: "Take good care of your mistress, if there's any place where you're diligent in front but lazy behind, making trouble and not being wholehearted, just deal with it!"

  Another sentence pierced Qi's ears, Fu Mu was clearly hinting at her, and if it were in the past, Fu Mu would have given Qi some face, after all, Qi had served under Fu Mu's mother-in-law before and had also nursed Fu Yiyang.

  Fu's mother had been holding back her anger, and Qi's nanny happened to run into the firing line. Who let Qi's nanny be a person from the main house? Fu's mother just wanted to save face for the main house, what else could she do!

  Qī's aunt has gone through a lot, and she can hold her temper. Fu Mu sang and danced, but Qī's aunt responded with neither softness nor hardness, and just a few words made Su Ying leave, causing Fu Mu to hit a soft nail.

  Fu's mother wanted to say something else, but the mournful wails of Third Wife came from inside the house, diverting her attention.

  The house leaked and encountered continuous rain at night, and it wasn't until evening that the child still hadn't been born. Third Wife's miserable cries grew weaker and weaker, while outside, Madam Fu's heart sank lower and lower. She gritted her teeth, thinking that if things really didn't work out, she would save the child!

  Su Ying also knew that the third madam had a premature birth because she was stimulated by knowing that Fu Xueyang had a mistress outside, and her eyebrows furrowed, who exactly leaked this matter?

  Fu Xueyang wasn't hiding it well all along, how come it was found out at this time? Or did Mrs. Chen and the third madam find out together, why does it seem like there's something fishy going on here?

  The second day, the snow had stopped and the sky cleared up. When Lu Hui came in to attend Su Ying getting out of bed, she lowered her voice: "Just now, someone went to check again, saying that it's still not born yet at this time."

  "Not born yet?" Su Ying had heard of women who were pregnant for only a day, but like Third Wife, who still hadn't given birth after all this time, could it be that she was having a difficult labor?

  "Old Mrs. Chen went to the Chen's house and invited Mrs. Dai over." Luhui said while combing Su Ying's hair, Su Ying pursed her lips, "Third Aunt is probably having a difficult labor", her hand unconsciously stroked her bulging belly, giving birth was like taking a trip through the gates of hell, she hadn't given birth before, let alone with two in her womb.

  Fu Yiyang also knew about this, and he came over on purpose when he was about to go to the imperial court. Seeing Su Ying's undisguised worry, he thought she was worried about Third Madam, so he comforted her: "I've already asked for a doctor to come, it'll be fine."

  Su Ying responded with a sound, came over to help him tidy up his clothes, Fu Ye Yang grasped her shoulder and supported her, afraid that she would be too tired from doing these things, stretched out his hand and held hers tightly, his eyes burning with intensity. Su Ying lifted her face and smiled at him, turning her hand over to hold his.

  ps：

  logged in for several hours and finally crawled up to cry faintly in the toilet