Li Weichen’s temples were sweating. He didn’t think hunting a few animals was wrong. In contrast, his wife’s words were quite shocking – indeed, “shocking” was a phrase she often used. He said awkwardly, “Well… my dear, I’ll go see where the children have run off to. You sit here for a while.”
Li Weichen, afraid of his wife’s continued nagging, quickly found an excuse to escape.
“What’s wrong with this man? I’ve only said a few words and he’s already impatient.”
Ye Hui was a bit angry, glaring at the departing figure and speaking resentfully.
“If the young mistress finds Master Li annoying, she can make him sleep on a cold bench tonight when it’s his turn to serve,” Mochi, who was directing a group of eunuchs to set up tents, walked over to offer consolation.
Mochi, who had been the chief internal manager for years, had become more shrewd from dealing with many people, no longer as naive as before.
“Mochi, why don’t you replace him tonight and come to my tent to serve, and let Li Weichen lie on the grass by himself,” Ye Hui said with a playful smile.
“That won’t do, young mistress. Master Li is now a high-ranking official with great power. This servant doesn’t have the courage to steal his opportunity, or he might hold a grudge,” Mochi repeatedly waved his hands and turned back to supervise the eunuchs’ work.
Ye Hui was a bit annoyed with these two men. Had she become too easy-going? Were they becoming increasingly disrespectful? Or had their marriage lost its novelty, turning her into something dispensable?
“Dare to not take me seriously!” Ye Hui’s black eyes flashed with two clusters of flames, gritting her teeth: “Hmph, from tomorrow, I’ll go on strike. I won’t accompany anyone. I’ll ignore you all for half a year and make you live like ascetics.”
These angry words were overheard by two men who had just arrived, both looking displeased at Ye Hui.
The arrivals were the Tenth and Eleventh, both in their thirties, at the most charming time for men – mature, steady, and elegant, capable of attracting girls’ attention wherever they went.
But Ye Hui, constantly surrounded by beautiful men, had grown somewhat indifferent to them.
