Bai Cha could actually feel it when Wen Yuzhu left, but it was too early at that time, so she was too lazy to care.
When I woke up again, I found that in addition to the wilted bunch of peonies on the bedside, there was another bunch of dewy peonies on the dressing table.
The white snow tower mixed with the drunken Concubine Yang, pink and white, really beautiful.
Qiuli combed Bai Cha's hair, put away the jewelry on the table, and listened to Bai Cha's ceremony:
"Go find a vase and put the peonies in it.
And the bunch at the bedside, put it in water to wake up first, trim the ones that can survive and raise them, and throw away the ones that can’t survive.”
Qiuli responded and hurriedly did it.
He took out an exquisite porcelain vase from the warehouse: "Miss, I just came back from the warehouse and I heard that the eldest young master lost his temper.
I heard from the girl in the eldest young master's yard that someone stole his peonies last night.
Not to mention, I stole it again this morning.
This thief only caught him stealing, but he made the young master very angry."
Bai Cha held Mudan in his arms: "Huh? Did he say what he would do to the person after he caught him?"
"Tell that man to pick manure for his peony garden for ten years."
Bai Cha couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out: "That's a good idea. Put it in a vase. By the way, later you can send the coat I made for my brother to let him calm down."
Qiuli responded without even thinking, and stupidly put the peonies into the vase.
…
As night fell, the little maid finally caught up with Su Baicha and his party.
Su Baicha looked at the maid with red eyes and swollen cheeks and was stunned for a moment: "Did they beat you?"
The little maid cried and recounted Bai Cha's words. Before she finished speaking, the tea cup on the table was swept to the ground by Su Bai Cha.
The little maid saw that Su Baicha was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and she couldn't help shrinking her body:
"Miss, don't be angry. Anyway, the Ye family is a merchant. Even if the general really likes her, Mrs. Zhongyihou and Mrs. Zhongyonghou will not allow a merchant to come through.
You have a sweet mouth, and you will settle the relationship with the two ladies when the time comes..."
Before she finished speaking, Su Baicha slapped the maid in the face: "I don't need you as a slave to teach me how to do things. Go to the kitchen and ask for a bowl of ginseng soup."
The little maid covered the other half of her swollen face and did it obediently.
In the room, Su Baicha grabbed the vase on the table and smashed it to the ground.
Bitch, just wait and die!
Thinking that Bai Cha would inevitably die, the expression on Su Bai Cha's face looked better.
Humph, doesn’t she believe in Wen Yuzhu?
Then she has to settle for Wen Yuzhu!
She wanted Wen Yuzhu to marry her in an upright manner and make that bitch angry to death!
When the little maid brought the ginseng soup back, Su Baicha took out the medicine she had been carrying from the package, and without thinking, she poured all the white powder into the ginseng soup.
No matter what, as long as the rice is cooked, even if the child in his belly is not Wen Yuzhu, he still has to be responsible for himself.
After straightening her somewhat messy hair, she asked her maid to take the ginseng soup and go to Wen Yuzhu's room.
Wen Yuzhu had just finished talking to his subordinates: "Pay more attention to the situation in Yancheng in the past few days. If anything happens, we will promptly..."
Before Wen Yuzhu finished speaking, there was a knock on the door: "Brother Wen, are you there?"
Wen Yuzhu glanced at his subordinate, who nodded slightly, climbed out of the window and left.
After closing the window, Wen Yuzhu opened the door, but he did not let Su Baicha enter the room.
Since you want to live a good life with your wife, you must uphold your masculine ethics and not let other women into the house or have unclear relationships with other women.
Especially since this woman was plotting evil against him and was the one he wanted to break off their engagement with. With such a sensitive identity, he should avoid suspicion.
"What's the matter with you?"
Su Baicha raised his head and looked at Wen Yuzhu: "Brother Wen, won't you let me in?"
Wen Yuzhu had an indifferent look on his face and was wary in his heart: "There is no intimacy between men and women. We are going to dissolve the engagement soon. For the sake of Miss Su's reputation, we won't invite you to come in and sit down."
Seeing that the man was so ruthless, Su Baicha felt even more aggrieved: "My engagement is about to be broken off, so what reputation do I have left? If Brother Wen really wants to consider my reputation, he shouldn't break off the engagement."
"Forget it, Brother Wen already has other women in his heart anyway.
I won't be an eyesore to my brother anymore.
It’s just that the weather is hot now, and Brother Wen has taken me on a journey for a day, so I must be tired, so I brought a bowl of ginseng soup over to replenish Brother Wen’s health.”
Wen Yuzhu looked at the bowl of ginseng soup on her tray and smiled: "No need, if you really think I'm tired, there won't be so many things on the road."
As he said this, Wen Yuzhu was about to close the door.
Su Baicha never expected that Wen Yuzhu's attitude towards her would be so different from before, so she hurriedly squeezed through the crack in the door.
"Brother Wen, why are you so cold?
If it were Miss Ye who brought you ginseng soup today, would you be so cruel and ruthless?
No, you won't.
You will only be so cruel to me, but in the final analysis, this child is not what I want, and I don't want to be ruined.
I, the majestic prime minister, will chase you from the capital to the border.
Brother Wen, I am already very humble, but why are you still so ruthless?
In your eyes, you feel dirty even if you look at me one more time."
"yes."
Su Baicha's crying stopped, and she felt as if she was hallucinating.
She raised her head and looked at Wen Yuzhu blankly.
Wen Yuzhu thought she didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it murderously:
"I despise you, I despise you for being dirty.
Miss Su, I'm warning you one last time, put away those children's tricks of yours."
Su Baicha was so ruthlessly rejected, her face burned with pain, and she felt as if her face had been thrown to the ground and trampled on.
But thinking about the medicine in the ginseng soup, she still endured the humiliation and did not leave.
"Brother Wen, no matter how prejudiced you are against me, just drink this bowl of ginseng soup, okay?
I specially asked the kitchen to cook this for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter in the store, carrying the same tray, knocked on the door of the guest room next to Wen Yuzhu:
"Sir, the ginseng soup you requested is ready. Please take it and I will deliver it to the guests in other rooms."
Su Baicha:......
Wen Yuzhu looked at the bowl of ginseng soup she was holding and suddenly smiled: "You want me to drink it?"
Su Baicha's little chicken pecked at the rice and nodded.
"How about you take a sip first?"
Su Baicha's face instantly turned pale.
This medicine is extremely harmful to the body. She is still pregnant with His Highness the Third Highness's child. If Wen Yuzhu does not drink this bowl of soup and drinks it himself, not to mention hurting the child, it will be difficult to end...
"Miss Su, you ask me to drink something that you don't even dare to drink yourself?"
While speaking, Wen Yuzhu slowly and methodically opened the lid of the soup cup. He picked up the warm soup cup and poured it directly from Su Baicha's head:
"I warned you, don't play these tricks in front of me.
Just a small warning this time.
Next time, it won't be so simple.
Oh, by the way, don't try to use your father to oppress me. He is a good prime minister, but his surname is not Su in this world."
After saying that, Wen Yuzhu put the soup cup on Su Baicha's tray, pushed the person out, and closed the door firmly.