The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 825: Asking for a Beating? _1

Chapter 825: Chapter 825: Asking for a Beating? _1

"If you can’t eat, then don’t force yourself. I’ll make you something at noon. What would you like to eat?"

"Who said I can’t eat? The mighty Prince Mo of Wei State cooked for me himself; no matter how much you make, I can eat it all." Lin Caisang replied sternly, immediately asserting herself.

Back when she was still chubby, she had an incredible appetite. Even though she now had slimmed down to a slender figure, that appetite hadn’t decreased so quickly; it was just slowly adjusting.

"Brother Molian, come sit. Let’s eat together."

After speaking, she picked out the best part of the fish belly and put it in the bowl in front of Ya Molian.

"At my home, I am taken care of by Grandpa and Grandma—I can eat anything. But look at you, you live in the Prince’s Mansion but seem to be getting thinner by the day. Tell me the truth, are you doing this on purpose, trying to make me worry?"

She said this half-jokingly.

At this comment, Ya Molian simply raised his hand and affectionately touched her cheek.

"Things have been chaotic in the mansion these days; it will get better after some time."

"Let’s not talk about that anymore. Brother Molian, you eat, eat more." Lin Caisang did not want to bring up unpleasant matters and continued to serve him food.

Ya Molian had no choice but to eat dutifully.

Yet, although he had prepared these dishes with great care for the young lady, in the end, they all went into his stomach. He couldn’t help but feel resigned.

...

After spending a good half-hour in the courtyard, Lin Caisang went with Ya Molian to Prince Mo’s Mansion.

Soon, everyone in Prince Mo’s Mansion knew that their lord had brought a woman home, and she was a beauty akin to a celestial maiden.

Moreover, what surprised them the most was that this lady was led by their lord by hand into the mansion, and along the way, he personally introduced her to everything about the Prince’s Mansion.

The soft voice, the doting gaze—far from the usual way he simply glanced at them, enough to freeze someone in place—was this really the same person?

The servants were abuzz with talk. Could it be that their lord had been replaced by someone else?

"Zhe Jue, what’s going on? I heard from the people in the mansion that the lady of the house has arrived?" Jiang Zuo rushed back to the mansion as soon as he heard the rumor and promptly checked with Zhe Jue.

"Hmm."

Zhe Jue simply responded indifferently.

"Really? I’ll take a look."

Jiang Zuo, having said this, wanted to enter the inner courtyard that Zhe Jue guarded to see for himself.

Who would have guessed that after taking just one step forward, he was blocked by Zhe Jue. He looked at Zhe Jue with confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"Jiang Zuo, are you dumb? The lord and the lady are together right now. What are you doing, going there at this time? Are you asking for a beating?" Zhe Jue asked him, clearly irritated.

This guy must be crazy, barging in like that. Is he not afraid that the lord will throw him out with one slap? The lord has been looking forward to the lady’s visit day and night, longing for her every day. Anyone who disturbs the lord and the lady now would certainly regret it.

"Uh."

Jiang Zuo was caught off guard.

Once he came to his senses, he quickly slapped his forehead.

"Good thing you reminded me, or I might have really barged in uninvited."

If he was punished, it would be one thing, but if because of his hot-headed foolishness, he was no longer able to see Ziyou, then he wouldn’t even have a place to cry.

"But wait, Zhe Jue, why did the lady come?"

Suddenly, he asked.

"If you ask me, who am I supposed to ask?"

Zhe Jue also didn’t know why the lady had come, and he had many other questions hidden in his heart as well.