C67 Persuasion to Leave

“It’s not like we haven’t quarreled before.” He smiled.

“Oh, that’s right.” Qi Yue also remembered. “Did you call me Moon or Yueniang back then?”

A’Ru stood uneasily nearby.

“Moon.” Chang Yunqi was silent for a moment before answering.

Qi Yue’s eyes lit up as she stood.

“Me?” She pointed at herself.

“It seems you’ve truly forgotten. I gave you that name—we were just playing around as children.” Chang Yunqi smiled slightly.

Qi Yue looked amazed.

“So you’re saying I actually had a name called Moon?” She said.

“It wasn’t really a name, just something I called you randomly. Please don’t blame me, Sister-in-law. I won’t call you that anymore.” Chang Yunqi lowered his eyes.

Qi Yue ignored his words, simply amazed at receiving this confirmation.

“How coincidental that we had the same nickname.” She sat down, hand on her chest, looking incredulous. “No wonder I would be possessed by…”

“Young Mistress, the ginger soup is getting cold, please drink it quickly.” A’Ru interrupted Qi Yue’s words.

Qi Yue realized she had almost misspoken and quickly took the ginger soup to drink.

Chang Yunqi finally stood to take his leave.

A’Ru breathed a sigh of relief.

“What a pity, I haven’t made beggar’s chicken for you to try yet.” Qi Yue smiled without trying to keep him, personally escorting him out.

“Next time.” Chang Yunqi smiled.

Next time…

A’Ru lowered her head with an anxious expression.

“This servant will see Third Young Master off.” She said.

Qi Yue stopped walking, and Chang Yunqi bowed to her before striding away.

“I don’t know if this child’s words will be effective when he returns home.” Qi Yue sighed under the eaves.

Still, she was very happy—this was the first person to come see her.

“It seems Qi Yueniang had a decent relationship with your Third Young Master.” Qi Yue said.

A’Ru trimmed the lamp wick and brought it over to place on the bedroom table.

“Third Young Master has always been good-natured and kind to people.” She said.

The meaning was that he wasn’t particularly good to Qi Yueniang specifically. Qi Yue could certainly understand this child’s nervousness and smiled with pursed lips.

“Really, why did your Old Mistress insist on marrying her to the Prince? This is called forming an alliance? More like forming a feud. If Qi Yueniang had been married to Third Young Master, it wouldn’t have delayed the Prince from marrying someone of equal status, and Yueniang could have enjoyed a wealthy and comfortable life…” She said.

A’Ru fell to her knees with a thud.

“Young Mistress, you absolutely cannot say such things, or else it would be a dead end.” She said in terror.

Qi Yue laughed and reached out to pull her up.

“Where would I say it? I’m just talking to you.” She smiled.

“Young Mistress, regardless of what happened before, you are now the Young Mistress and will be the Marchioness in the future…” A’Ru stood up, speaking with some worry.

Qi Yue threw herself backward on the bed with a “ha.”

“I’m going to die.” She called out.

A’Ru’s face went pale with fright as she rushed over.

Qi Yue laughed heartily.

“Young Mistress, you scared this servant to death.” A’Ru said angrily in her urgency.

“You’re the one who scared me to death.”

Qi Yue laughed as she lay on her side on the bed, looking at A’Ru, then sighed. “Staying here for a lifetime, I really would be better off dead.”

A’Ru fell silent and sighed.

“Your original life was very good, wasn’t it?” She asked hesitantly in a low voice after a moment.

“Thinking back, I complained about many dissatisfactions then too, but looking back now, it was quite good.” Qi Yue said with some reminiscence. “Before I came here, I was also in such a countryside.”

“Also in the countryside?” A’Ru asked curiously.

Qi Yue reached out to pull her down to sit.

“From outsiders’ perspective, I also seemed to be ostracized and driven away, quite similar to the current situation.” She said.

A’Ru stood up in surprise again.

“You, you were also driven out by your husband’s family?” She asked stammering.

“What husband’s family? I wasn’t even married yet. It was my work unit—well, not exactly a work unit,” Qi Yue laughed. “I came down voluntarily.”