Ji Man said with a smile, "The marquis already has more than enough to food to eat just from what all of you have sent him. Since he caught a cold, you should just make him something that will warm his stomach. Won't it be fine if you just don't give her the opportunity to be nitpicky?"
Jinse raised her eyebrows and looked at Nie Sangyu in askance. "All of the other women are showing their affection towards the marquis in his sickness. As the main wife, won't it look bad if you don't show any sign of your care for him?"
Ji Man nodded. "I can think about this on my own. You can go back."
Sending over food would be the same as putting on a show. Right now, Marquis Moyu's heart was full of thoughts of how weak and delicate Wen Wan was. Did they really think that they could move his heart just by sending him delicious food? Anyways, she was still feeling annoyed by him. She had worked hard to make an entire table full of food for last night, but he had barely moved his chopsticks. If someone wanted her to be particularly attentive to him just because he was sick?
Haha.
After sending Jinse away, Ji Man raised her legs and leisurely peeled melons seeds to eat. With Marquis Moyu being sick, she actually had a lot more free time. Perhaps, she would go outside in the afternoon and stroll around the market.
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Ning Yuxuan was leaning back on the side of the bed.
Wen Wan was fussily looking at the various types of soups and other foods. "Honored Concubine Xue's food is too bland. You have a dulled sense of taste right now, so you definitely won't like her food. You can try drinking some of Mistress Yun's chicken soup later. You can also drink a little bit of Honored Concubine Ling's ginseng soup. It'll be replenishing. The bone broth that Mistress Jin recently brought over is too oily. I had it sent away for you. As for Mistress Muxu's congee, the kitchen servants can prepare a bowl of it for dinner. There's no need for hers."
After listening to Wen Wan list out all of the food items, Marquis Moyu didn't hear her mention Nie Sangyu's name. He slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Was there anything else?"
Wen Wan asked, "Do you not like any of them? How about I go make soup for you then?"
Ning Yuxuan lowered his gaze. "I'll just drink the chicken soup then. You don't need to work so hard."
In the end, Wen Wan was a person that had lived a wealthy lifestyle before, so she could be quite picky about things. She left right after saying, "Then, I'll go fetch your bowl. The bowls they brought over are a bit crude."
Marquis Moyu glanced at the table full of nourishing soups and asked Gui Bai, "Where's Madam?"
Gui Bai bowed and said, "Madam is resting in Feiwan Couryard."
"Does she not know that I'm sick?" Ning Yuxuan raised his eyebrows. No, that couldn't be possible. Even his mother had come over here to check up on him. There was no way that Nie Sangyu wouldn't know about this.
Gui Bai considered his words before he said, "Madam probably knows, but she might have thought it was unnecessary to send over more food since everyone else had already sent over something."
Unnecessary? Based on what he knew of her personality, she should at least come over here to see him, right? Marquis Moyu's expression sunk.
However, after thinking about it more, he came to the conclusion that he had indeed done something wrong last night. He should have waited for the New Year with her instead of with Wen Wan. Perhaps, she was just acting rashly because she felt wronged.
No need to worry. Once she stopped feeling angry, she would come over to complete the rest of the rituals for New Year.
Ning Yuxuan continued to lie in bed to recuperate.
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