"Miss, you’re blocking my way!" Ye Zi’an said coldly.
"Ye Zi’an!"
Upon hearing his na uttered by the woman, Ye Zi’an’s eyebrows twitched.
"May I know what urgent matter brings you to , Miss?"
The visitor was none other than the young lady nad Yunhong.
"I’ve co to deliver this to you!" Yunhong gestured to her servant girl, who stepped forward and presented two small dicine bottles.
At the sight of the bottles, Zi’an’s brows furrowed even more. What was this? dicine? Why send him dicine? Was she out of her mind?
"Miss, your kindness is appreciated, but I’m not sick. You should keep it for yourself."
Having said that, Zi’an prepared to walk around her and enter the house.
But the young lady stretched out her arm and said, "This isn’t dicine; the white bottle is whitening cream and the green one is a freckle-removing cream. They’re for those things on your face."
As soon as he heard this, Zi’an felt as if thunder was rolling in his head, and he didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry.
"Miss, I think I am quite fine as I am, I really don’t need these. And my wife doesn’t mind either. So, please take them back," Zi’an paused and then added, "If there’s nothing else, Miss, I’ll take my leave."
He was in a hurry to get ho, for goodness’ sake! Where did this lunatic pop up from? Ah, right, ’lunatic’ - a word that his wife used, perfectly apt.
"Hmph, of course your wife wouldn’t mind—an uncultured country woman can’t comprehend beauty or ugliness," Yunhong thought to herself. This man would look decent enough if not for his flawed skin. Despite his low status, he showed promise. Marrying soone like him would surely lead to a future of splendor. "Once you use these, all your flaws will be gone, and then I’ll allow you to marry , how’s that?"
As she spoke, she pointed at Zi’an’s face.
"Right, you don’t know who I am yet, do you? My father is..."
In Yunhong’s mind, being the daughter of a high-ranking official, she expected that any poor Advanced Scholar would jump at the chance to marry her when she offered herself.
However, before she could finish, Zi’an hastily interrupted her, "Miss, I am not interested in who your father is, and I am already married. My wife is not as you imagine. She is brave and astute, beautiful beyond compare. Even you, Miss, cannot hold a candle to her. No, to put it bluntly, even with these creams, you could not compare." With that, he indicated the bottles in the servant girl’s hands.
It took soone as outspoken as Zi’an to say such plainly unkind words to a young lady.
In that mont, Yunhong, so angered, ran off crying, and on her way out she shouted, "Ye Zi’an, just you wait, I’ll make you pay for this!"
Zi’an, however, did not take her threat to heart at all, instead rushing back to the courtyard. Seeing Sister-in-law Li and Brother Li and the others, he said urgently, "Sister-in-law Li, please help pack up quickly. We need to leave for Funan imdiately."
Although Sister-in-law Li did not understand the sudden rush, she complied.
anwhile, Brother Li went to prepare the carriage.
Just as the servants had everything ready for departure, Baili Yan stood at the entrance, his face dark.
"What is this all about?"
His tone was sowhat cold, with a semblance of a smile that seed more like a sneer.
"We’re heading ho! If we leave now, we might make it in ti for the birth of my child." Zi’an did not care about his mood at that mont, lifting his foot to step out and get on the carriage. Suddenly rembering that he hadn’t notified his uncle and Mr. Luo, he added, "Could you please inform Uncle and Mr. Luo for , cousin?"
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