What could her cheap husband possibly want to talk to her about? Could it be the confession she was anticipating?
Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Sure, let’s eat. Do you need me to feed you?"
"No need, I’ve recovered quite a bit and can eat by myself now." His wife was treating him like an invalid; he wasn’t that weak yet.
The two ate quietly, both pondering how to broach the subject and say what they had been longing to express.
After finishing their meals, Xiaoxiao stood up to clean the dishes. Once she had washed everything in the outer room, she brought in a basin of water and toiletries.
"Husband, you go ahead and freshen up. We can talk about anything later when we’re lying on the kang," Xiaoxiao thought. Seeing that he could eat on his own, she figured washing up shouldn’t be a problem either.
Yang Ming felt that his wife made sense. He should freshen up first, as his wife liked cleanliness, so he agreed.
"These are new underpants and pajamas I’ve prepared for you. Put them on after you’re done; I’m going to freshen up in the outer room now." Xiaoxiao placed the clothes on the edge of the kang and left.
His wife had even prepared new clothes for him? Yang Ming felt a warm glow inside. Picking up the clothes, he noticed that the underpants were red, with the word ’wife’ awkwardly embroidered on them. Definitely a personal touch from his wife.
Why did she embroider her name on his underpants?
Looking around at the newly decorated room, the table was covered with a red cloth, adorned with festive candles. The kang was topped with a bright red quilt that looked like a wedding blanket, and the pillows embroidered with ’husband’ and ’wife’ seemed to come in pairs. And there was the red gauze canopy. Everything seemed to suggest that this was a bridal chamber meticulously prepared.
But most importantly, he saw two sets of wedding clothes laid out on the quilt.
The kiss his wife had initiated during the day, the song she had sung for him, all made him feel like she was telling him through her actions that she liked him.
If that was the case, he couldn’t hold back. He had to be the one to speak up first later.
After dinner in the main house, Chu Lian and Wang Xiangxiang’s coachman were arranged to stay in Yang Dong’s room, while Wang Xiangxiang was placed in Yang Qiu’s room with Xiaoqiu and the Embroiderer. Everyone went to their respective rooms after eating.
Wang Xiangxiang, thinking of her vengeance plan against the scoundrel who had forcibly kissed her, decided to start with the first step. So she approached Yang Dong’s room.
Chu Lian heard the knocking and thought it was Old Master Yang with some instructions, so he got up to open the door. But instead, he was met with the peevish girl’s face, and he said impatiently, "What do you want?"
Wang Xiangxiang sneered, "Of course, I’m here for a reason."
"What is it? Speak up, I’m going to bed."
"Come out; it’s about Xiaoxiao."
As soon as Chu Lian heard it concerned Xiaoxiao, he followed her outside, curious about what mischief she was up to.
Once in the courtyard, he asked, "What’s up with Xiaoxiao?"
Wang Xiangxiang, with a sly smile, said, "Don’t you want to know what Xiaoxiao and her husband are doing in their room?"
"..." Of course, he did; he really didn’t want the two of them alone together, but what could he do? They were married.
"Let’s go listen to what they’re doing," she suggested.
Wang Xiangxiang knew that Xiaoxiao would surely confess her feelings that night, and she wanted the scoundrel to eavesdrop. Once he heard Xiaoxiao’s confession, he would surely die of heartbreak, achieving her goal.
"..." Chu Lian hadn’t expected the capricious girl to be wicked enough to consider eavesdropping. Could she really be interested in Yang Ming? At this moment, Chu Lian’s mind wasn’t sharp, "Do you like Yang Ming?"