Madam Yan's Matchmaking Pavilion for Men

38 Sweet Words, A Way to Keep Secrets

The next morning came and Zhang Shi Lan sent a servant to Qian Mu Qing's house with a letter asking whether he would be available to meet up with him and Yu Huang Rong. He hesitated a bit and then wrote another letter, making sure to sound just the same way he had in the letter to Qian Mu Qing before he handed it to another servant to deliver it to Yu Huang Rong's house.

In the General's manor, one of the servants walked in with a complicated expression. He had just gotten the letter that Zhang Shi Lan had sent and was supposed to deliver it to the General. Normally, that wouldn't be a problem at all. He remembered very well that this Zhang Shi Lan person was the one that had taken part in the event at the matchmaker's together with the General though. In that case ... What if this was about the event? Shouldn't the Madam know then? But he couldn't just give the General's letter to the Madam, could he?

He paced up and down, not knowing what to do. In the end, he waved at one of the maids, calling out. "There's a letter to the General. The person that sent it is the Zhang Shi Lan that was in the event together with him. Do you think we should tell the Madam?"

The maid looked at the letter in his hand and then back up at the servant's face. "Of course, we should! Why shouldn't we?"

The servant scoffed. "Why shouldn't we? It's a letter for the General! What if the Madam wants to see it? Then what should we do?"

The maid pursed her lips. That was true though. "Then ... How about you bring the letter to the General and I'll tell the Madam about it?"

The servant nodded. "Right. If we do it that way, even if she asked for it, it would already be with the General. Then she can only go and ask him about it if she wants to see it."

The maid nodded and the two of them parted ways, each going to one of the masters of the manor. Even though the servants relied very much on the Madam and felt that pleasing her was still more important than pleasing the General at the moment, they still wouldn't dare to go overboard. After all, he was still the young master of this house. And the achievements he had made for their Chen country ... It was better not to anger this person.

The servant rushed to the door to make sure that the Madam wouldn't be able to send somebody to him and ask for the letter before he could deliver it. He knocked and waited for the General to ask him in.

Yu Huang Rong whirled around and almost rushed over himself. He only barely held back and took a deep breath, clearing his throat before he called out. "Yes?" He had to tightly clasp his hands behind his back to hide his nervousness. Maybe this would be the message from Zhang Shi Lan he had been waiting for? It should be.

The servant opened the door and handed the letter to Yu Huang Rong. "General, that Mister Zhang send a letter."

"I see." Yu Huang Rong forced himself to walk over slowly as if he didn't care at all about the letter he had waited for. He took it from the hands of the servant and looked at it, admiring the elegant handwriting on top. Ah, as expected of Zhang Shi Lan. His writing was just as beautiful as he himself.

Yu Huang Rong turned away and carried the letter over to the desk, sitting down to open it. He glanced at the servant as if he had only remembered that he was still standing there and waved. "Thank you. You may go now. I'll write a reply and send somebody over."

The servant nodded and left, closing the door behind him. He couldn't help but feel a little unlucky though. Now, he had no idea what had been written inside that letter, what the General was going to reply or where any of these two letters would be when the Madam asked for them. He wouldn't have to search the whole room, would he? He shook his head and hurried away, trying to find a task that would hopefully give him an excuse to leave the manor.