Although Wen Wan had tried her best by personally cooking all of old madame's favorite dishes, because of this unpleasant episode, old madame didn't smile even once during this meal.
Wen Wan felt bad. On the way back to Qiangwei Courtyard, she turned around and cried into Ning Yuxuan's chest. "Yuxuan..."
Feeling distressed for her, Marquis Moyu hugged her and comforted her by saying, "En. It's okay. You have me. That's just mother's temperament. If you can't please her, then just go to the main courtyard less."
Wen Wan pouted and said with a grievance voice, "But she's your mother. I want her to like me."
"Go slowly with this." Marquis Moyu patted her back. "As time passes, old madame will naturally see your good points."
Wen Wan nodded. She leaned against Ning Yuxuan's chest with her eyes slightly downcast.
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After old madame came back, the treatment towards Nie Sangyu clearly improved in all aspects. Not only did she move to a larger courtyard, the kitchen servants also delivered better quality food.
Aunty Zhao also personally cooked pigeon soup and brought the soup along with the remaining thirty silver teals to Feiwan Courtyard today.
"This servant is here to return the leftover money. This is amount remaining after this servant had purchased the items that Master Sang had wanted." Her tone was flattering and without any of her original audacity of a servant bullying her master.
Ji Man pursed her lips into a smile, "Aunty Zhao, does this mean you're not willing to work for Sangyu anymore?"
Aunty Zhao hurriedly shook her head. "How could that be? Master Sang, if there's anything that you want, you only need to give your command." She had seen that Master Sang could now freely leave the residence and she also had old madame's protection. Thus, she naturally wouldn't need her to buy things on her behalf. She had come here to curry favor with her by returning the money.
Ji Man stood up, personally helped her stand up, and said with a smile, "Since you're still willing to work for me, then why are you returning the money to me? Even if you no longer need to use the money on my behalf, you can keep it and use it to send your son for private schooling."
Aunty Zhao hadn't expected that after Master Sang would still be so gentle after she had regained power. Her heart was slightly moved and she wrapped up the silver taels, "Master Sang, thank you for this reward."
Ji Man continued to smile. After she said a few sentences of praise, she changed the topic and said, "I heard that recently a rouge shop in the capital has been doing good business by selling cold cream. Old Madame also likes to use this item. Aunty Zhao, if you really want to help me, invite the shopkeeper to the residence for me, so that I easily order more cold cream from her."
Either Steward Qian would be in charge of this type of purchase or the marquis's wife would be the one making this decision. Either way, it would never be Nie Sangyu's turn to make the order. However, cold cream was a special item that could obtain the favor of masters and servants. Beside, the other masters in the household didn't seem particularly aware of this yet. As soon as Aunty Zhao thought of this, she understood. Master Sang probably wanted to use this item to compete for favor.
She would definitely help with this task. For an inexplicable reason, she suddenly thought that if she followed Master Sang, it might be possible for her to have boundless future prospects.
"This servant will secretly bring that shopkeeper into the residence."
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Ji Man cheerfully waited. After Ji Man attended to old madame during lunchtime, Shouwu would apply a facial for old madame during the break after lunch. Since she had free time, she should ask about the rouge store's current situation.
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