The Lady's Sickly Husband

C89. Take Him Home

The couple fooled around until very late. Certainly, they couldn't get up in the morning.

Very early, Awu went to Tong mansion to send a message for Mo Qianxue. Awu also went to the school to ask a day off for his lord.

When Mo Qianxue woke up, it was noon already. With nothing to tackle with personally, she felt too lazy to get up.

Ning Shaoqing leaned in languor on the coach, staring at Mo Qianxue, all smiles. He enjoyed the peace and pleasure of the moment, which made him feel like floating on clouds carefreely and no longer lonely.

This tranquil also reminded Mo Qianxue of a line: I'm willing to tell you how nice and peaceful time is, to be there for you amidst fleeting years, and to recall our glorious past with you at an old age.

The two pairs of eyes, carrying love, tickled each other when there was a knock at the door.

"Lord. Mr. Tong is here."

Mr. Tong came? Anything wrong with Tong Zijing?

Mo Qianxue jumped off the bed but was pressed down by Ning Shaoqing who said camly, "Don't worry. I'll deal with everything. You have some rest today."

Then, he turned around and went out, his face turning from loving to freezing.

In the living hall, Mr. Tong paced back and forth with anxiety.

Ning Shaoqing raised his folded fists and greeted him, "Nice to meet you Mr. Tong. What may I help you?"

Mr. Tong looked up, a little surprised, "Mr. Ning, nice to meet you. Is Mrs. Ning at home?"

Since Ning Shaoqing was deadpan, Mr. Tong didn't display too much courtesy either.

The two men, clear of each other's background, were of equal rank in the capital, so it was unnecessary for them to go through superficial formalities.

Ning Shaoqing let Mr. Tong to take a seat and he himself sat next to him, saying unhurriedly, "My wife is in slight discomfort and is taking a nap."

"Please help me pass a message to her that there is an emergency." After all, Mr. Tong was the one begging for something, his tone was softened.

Ning Shaoqing looked at with a cold eye, "What emergency? Mr. Tong can feel free to tell me."

"My son Jing's former condition recurred after he heard that Mrs. Ning wouldn't come to our mansion. Please help me pass the words to her."

"I think it'd be more reasonable if your son is ill rather than coming to my house."

"Mr. Ning, maybe you don't know the situation yet. My son's condition is unusual..."

"First of all, my wife is no doctor with any treatment knowledge. Secondly, she's not a servant of Tong mansion; she has no duty to wait for your call at anytime. Are you going to the wrong place and praying to the wrong Buddha?"

The two men took their rounds with lip clubs and tongue swords.

At the beginning, Mr. Tong was able to maintain a smiling face and polite tone, but as Ning Shaoqing acted so unmoved, he was a little anxious and began to spite out harsh words, "I guess you shouldn't want to see your brother so soon."

Ning Shaoqing took no effort to know that this was a threat.

He put down his teacup and sneered, "I'm not a person subject to any threat." Upon finishing, he turned around and commanded, "Asan, let's walk our guest to the door!"

Mr. Tong stood up, "Yes. You're not. But don't forget that Mrs. Ning is only a weak vulnerable woman."

The old asshole was threatening him with Mo Qianxue's life.