Farm Tough Girl
Chapter 527 - 527 528 Who Is It For_1

Chapter 527: Chapter 528 Who Is It For_1 Chapter 527: Chapter 528 Who Is It For_1 Early the next morning, Yu Ze quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake Muniang, but she suddenly woke up and rose to help Yu Ze get dressed.

“My wife is suddenly so virtuous, I’m truly flattered,” Yu Ze felt warmly inside.

Muniang glared at him with mild annoyance, “When have I ever been anything but virtuous?”

Yu Ze couldn’t resist and, grasping Muniang’s waist, kissed her deeply, “You are always virtuous.”

In the past, Muniang really couldn’t wake up early, finding rising with the dawn even harder than ascending to heaven, especially when it wasn’t fully light yet. Yu Ze also couldn’t bear to disturb her, always moving gently, leaving her unaware that he was already gone by the time she woke up.

Today, she forced herself awake, thinking that her husband was working so hard, she should at least act the part of a dutiful wife.

After being intimate with Yu Ze for a while, Muniang finally pushed him away, “Alright, stop messing around. You’re going to be late.”

Yu Ze smiled and let her go, but as he casually reached into the pocket on the front of his clothes, he found a delicately made sachet, “Is this a new one you made for me? How have your skills improved so much?”

Muniang, who was preparing Yu Ze’s washing water, suddenly saw the sachet in his hand, her eyes flashing cold for a moment, but it was fleeting, and with an airy demeanor, she took the sachet from Yu Ze’s hand, “I took the wrong one. This was made by my aunt as a sample for me. How could I produce something so exquisite? I’ll give you the one I made later.”

After sending Yu Ze off, Muniang’s face fell as she opened the sachet and saw a sheet of fine paper inside, with four lines of delicate, small script.

“Entering the gate of lovesickness, knowing the suffering of my love, enduring lovesickness and enduring memories, brief lovesickness yet endlessly deep.”

Muniang slammed the sachet down on the table fiercely, “Qingya! Bring here all the maids who handled his clothes yesterday!”

A row of maids knelt in the room: those who delivered clothes, those who washed clothes, those who ironed clothes, they were all there.

Muniang glanced over and immediately noticed Caiyun kneeling on the side, feeling certain in her heart—sure enough, she had been too bold, reaching directly for Yu Ze!

“Confess honestly, to whom does this belong?” Muniang demanded sharply.

The maids kneeling on the ground all trembled, each claiming it wasn’t theirs.

Muniang scoffed, “No one will admit to it? Then I shall find out myself. Qingya, get a few stewardesses to search through their belongings, and match both the stitching on this sachet and the handwriting on this paper. It’s one of you, and I have plenty of ways to find out. If I have to find out myself, the talk won’t be so pleasant later!”

Caiyun’s back was already covered in cold sweat as her heart pounded. She spent her days at the Laundry Workshop as a laundress, harboring ambitions of becoming a mistress. Doing such work now, how could her heart bear it? Naturally, she thought about rising above her current station.

Unfortunately for her, Qiao Muniang was no easy mark, watching her closely. On ordinary days, Caiyun dared not take a single step out of the Laundry Workshop, or the stewardess would scold her to death. Qiao Muniang was so wary of them, it was clear she would never allow them to see Yu Ze. What a pity for her beauty, to be content with being a laundress?

That’s why she devised such a plan, but she never imagined the sachet would end up in Qiao Muniang’s hands; she had hidden it in a very concealed spot inside the clothes!

But it was too late for regrets now. If Qiao Muniang pursued the matter, Caiyun knew she wouldn’t escape. The embroidery and handwriting would easily lead back to her. If she didn’t confess now, once caught by Qiao Muniang, she was definitely doomed.

Caiyun, thinking it over, clenched her teeth and called out, “Lady, this belongs to your servant!”

Muniang snorted coldly, showing little surprise.

“Everyone else leave!”

Seeing Muniang was not pursuing the matter with them, the other maids finally breathed a sigh of relief, quickly acknowledged the command, and immediately left.

“You certainly have the nerve, it seems I have indeed underestimated you,” Muniang said with a cold laugh.

Caiyun’s heart skipped a beat, but she pretended not to understand and repeatedly said, “Lady, your servant made an unintentional mistake, this sachet is something I carry with me at all times, your servant also doesn’t know how it ended up in the master’s clothes, it must have accidentally slipped in while doing the laundry, your servant had a hard time looking for it.”

Muniang raised an eyebrow: “Oh? So, it was an accident then.”

“Your servant deserves death, to have made such a careless mistake, this sachet is an extremely important personal item to your servant, how could it be lost so carelessly.”

The girl was quite crafty, clearly hiding it in the most concealed part of the clothes, yet claiming it was a careless loss, Muniang would be a fool to believe that.

“What about the note inside the sachet, you think I can’t read?” Muniang said with a hooked lip, her tone exuding a chill.

Sweat formed in the palm of Caiyun’s hands; wasn’t this woman rumored to be a country girl, how could she read? She quickly said, “That is your servant’s longing for her mother, your servant’s mother just passed away last year, and this sachet was personally made for your servant by her mother. In remembrance of her mother, your servant carried the sachet at all times, and those few lines of poetry are also your servant’s sentiment of missing her mother.”

Qingya directly shouted in a severe tone, “Nonsense! The sachet clearly has a mandarin duck embroidered on it, do you think the Lady is blind?!”

Caiyun’s face turned white: “That is, that is······”

She obviously did not know how to respond.

Muniang curled her lip and then said, “Qingya, don’t scare her too much, maybe she is truly wronged after all.”

At those words, not only did Qingya jump in shock, but even Caiyun looked at Muniang as if she were stunned.

“This mandarin duck sachet indeed represents the affection between a man and a woman, if it was you who embroidered it, it was you who embroidered it, and as for the poetry on the note, it is about the longing between a man and a woman, if you miss him, you miss him. I am not a person who lacks compassion, if you truly cannot forget your beloved, I will naturally not make you stay here.”

After Muniang finished speaking leisurely, Caiyun’s face turned even paler. Just as Caiyun was about to argue, she saw Muniang continue, “This sachet is so important to you, you were so eager to find it after it was lost, it seems you really can’t let go of your beloved. How about I do a good deed and let you go?”

Caiyun would not leave, she quickly said, “Lady, your servant’s sachet was not given to a beloved, it is······”

Muniang’s gaze suddenly became sharp, “Then, who was it given to?”

Seeing Muniang’s imposing manner, Caiyun went weak all over. She was certain that if she dared to say the words ‘Prince Heir,’ the Princess would immediately label her a bitch and drag her out to be beaten to death.