When Qi Yue sat down at the dining table, Chang Yuncheng had already nearly finished eating.
Since it was breakfast, the table was set with small dishes and bowls: braised vegetables with meat, steamed fish, clear soup with shrimp, small steamed buns, finely cut egg strips, and a bowl of meat porridge.
It wasn’t quite to her taste. Qi Yue frowned slightly.
“Go get me some plain porridge, and also prepare some pickled cucumber and radish,” she said.
Qiu Xiang was about to go upon hearing this, but A’Ru stopped her with a smile.
“I’ll go. I know what the young madam likes to eat,” she said.
While Qi Yue waited for her food, she watched Chang Yuncheng.
Chang Yuncheng felt increasingly uncomfortable eating under her gaze.
“If you have something to say, just say it,” he put down his chopsticks and said with a dark expression.
“I don’t,” Qi Yue gestured to him with her hand. “You eat. No talking during meals, no talking during sleep.”
Chang Yuncheng picked up his chopsticks again, but Qi Yue continued watching him, as if studying whether his chopsticks were different from others’.
Chang Yuncheng put down his chopsticks, pushed his bowl away, stood up, and walked out.
Now she could eat comfortably…
Qi Yue picked up her chopsticks as Qiu Xiang eagerly served her food.
“Young Madam, please try this shrimp first…” she said.
Qi Yue smiled and tasted it.
“Qiu Xiang,” Chang Yuncheng’s voice came from outside, tinged with subtle displeasure.
The proper master was here, so how could he walk out without even one servant following him?
Chang Yuncheng stood under the eaves, watching the maids and servants milling about chaotically outside the door, feeling even more irritated.
“What are you doing?” he shouted.
The maids standing in the courtyard hurried over.
“Um, hanging up the plaque… the nannies said it wouldn’t look good otherwise…” she said timidly.
After Qi Yueniang had been driven out to the estate, that plaque with the name she had suggested, written by the Marquis himself, had already been taken down by Chang Yuncheng under the pretext of reframing…
These people really were quick-eyed and swift-handed…
Was this his courtyard or that woman’s courtyard?
Chang Yuncheng couldn’t help but look back. Through the carved window lattice, he saw that woman smiling as she ate, surrounded by two or three maids serving food and adding rice, with occasional laughter.
No talking during meals, no talking during sleep?
After eating, Qi Yue took a brief walk in the courtyard before entering the room, preparing to start reading.
Chang Yuncheng sat in the room drinking tea.
“Aren’t you busy?” Qi Yue asked.
Chang Yuncheng glanced up at her.
“Haven’t you finished dealing with yesterday’s matters?” Qi Yue asked again.
“Didn’t you say you weren’t managing the household anymore? The person who harmed you has been found too, so what are you worrying about?” Chang Yuncheng said flatly.
Qi Yue smiled.
“I’m worrying about you,” she said.
Chang Yuncheng snorted and lowered his head.
“Don’t you get bored staying home all day?” Qi Yue walked around the room a few steps, then thought of something else to say. “Such nice weather, and you don’t go out to play?”
Chang Yuncheng held his teacup and ignored her.
Qi Yue pursed her lips and ignored him too, walking directly into her side of the room and beginning to read.
Knowing that Qi Yue wanted to read, A’Ru didn’t come in to serve. Since she didn’t enter, Qiu Xiang naturally didn’t dare enter either. With only the two of them in the room, the atmosphere was particularly quiet.
Chang Yuncheng drank cup after cup of tea, finally noticing that the woman over there was secretly watching him.
If I don’t talk, I’ll suffocate you to death…
He reached for another cup of tea.
“Hey, you just finished eating. Drinking tea like this isn’t good for your health,” Qi Yue said, rubbing her eyes and looking toward Chang Yuncheng.
Traditional characters, vertical layout, obscure and difficult language—her eyes were getting tired. Time to relax a bit.
“You’re the one who knows so much,” Chang Yuncheng put down his teacup. Since she was taking the initiative to be friendly, he should give her some face…
Qi Yue stretched her neck.
“Pour me a cup of tea while you’re at it, thank you,” she said casually.
This woman was actually ordering him around! Chang Yuncheng snorted. He glanced outside at the courtyard, where several maids were standing in the sunlight talking quietly.
It was just a matter of calling out, but instead of having the maids come in to serve, she was asking him to do it…