贵女撩夫攻略

Chapter 068

Chapter 68 – Jealousy

Though words had clearly explained, punishment was still indispensable. The whole afternoon, Chu Jinglan almost tossed Ye Huaiyang to death. Yue'ya, who was keeping watch downstairs, had her complexion alternate several rounds listening to her family young miss crying one moment then calling out the next yet she dared not leave half a step, lest some servants who were inattentive barge in and leave Ye Huaiyang with a bad reputation of being wanton during broad daylight.

After all that's said, it is still Wangye's fault. He never cared about the timing and location each time. Usually, it's still fine but how could two people who were quarreling end up in bed?

Yue'ya simply could not fathom it and soon realized this was not the first time. Young Miss has many mischievous ideas and always acted on her own. Every once in a while, she would enrage Wangye and this seems to be the only method that Wangye would often use to settle the score with her and the efficacy of trying repeatedly is the immediate acquiesce of Young Miss who no longer dared act recklessly by herself. Thinking of this, Yue'ya somewhat admired Wangye again.

There's a saying that everything has its nemesis and on the whole, is this precisely what it meant?

The two people finally came out before nightfall. Ye Huaiyang seemed to have napped a little but was still steeped with lethargy, after all the soft couch in Lingyun Pavilion is too small and lying prone on him, she could not sleep comfortably. Besides, she also felt extremely uncomfortable drenched in sweat. So, they came downstairs after she recuperated moments later. Chu Jinglan took her back to the room for a bath where she made up for her sleep again until the hour of xushi (7 pm-9 pm) before having their meals.

There were a lot of tender affections but someone could not sit still on the other side.

"Elder Brother, could you bear to see me suffer this kind of grievances?"

Sitting in her own room, the rim of Meng Chen's eyes were slightly red while the pair of slender fair hands clutched a silk handkerchief tightly as if trying to restrain herself over something. Her elder brother, Meng Xuan was by her side and took a long sigh looking at her appearance. Even though he felt very much distressed, he could merely dissuade her tactfully.

"Chen'er, it's not that I don't want to stand up for you but a forcible picked melon is not sweet!* There are many handsome talented young men in Northern Land, why do you insist on marrying someone who doesn't love you?"

[T/N: 强扭的瓜不甜 (Qiáng niǔ de guā bù tián) – metaphors for nothing forcibly done is going to be agreeable and often ended with unsatisfactory result]

"No! He has feelings for me! We have been together for many years in Northern Land in which he has always doted and protected me, so how could there possibly be no place for me in his heart?"

Large teardrops trickled down from the corners of Meng Chen's eyes and soon soaked the lapels of her clothes. Taking out a handkerchief, Meng Xuan wiped her tears but she unbendingly dodged away. Looking at this situation, Meng Xuan was extremely helpless and his speech became more direct.

"If Jinglan likes you, how come he never mentioned the matter of marrying you these past six years?"

"That's because he was wholeheartedly set on revenge!"

"Then how did Ye Huaiyang make Jinglan marry her? Even if it was in the name of bestowment but based on my understanding of Jinglan, no one could force him to do what he does not want." Meng Xuan stared profoundly at her and spat out a few words in a low voice, "Eventually, Jinglan is fond of her."

Hearing what was said, Meng Chen's tears trickled down more ferociously and the corners of her eyes became red through and through while her heart felt unbearable pain and flowing of blood as if slashed repeatedly by a knife.