Qi Jingrong suddenly cracked a slight smile as he really reached out to take it, and then he brought it to his nose for a whiff, "The fragrance of orchids..." He unfurled the handkerchief, which had an orchid embroidered on it, "The orchid bears the fragrance of royalty (as Confucius once praised), indeed it complements the lady’s ethereal grace."
"The gentleman himself is akin to a noble orchid and a handsome gentleman, at first sight one just..." Yang Ruyu glanced up at the other party, and then, with her head lowered, she fidgeted with her fingers vigorously, too embarrassed to continue.
Not far off, Guard Yun Yang looked up at the sky speechlessly, thinking to himself that the master’s taste had regressed yet again, this woman... even as a guard he could see her affectation, so how could you not? Moreover, what was the purpose of this outing? What was the reason for coming to this little mountain village? It’s as if you’ve forgotten everything, ah, this trip seems to have witnessed our Family Head’s intellect regressing...
Just at that moment, to everyone’s surprise, Yang Baihe suddenly ran back, only to see Yang Ruyu gazing at Qi Jingrong with a beaming smile as Qi Jingrong looked back tenderly, holding a pink handkerchief in his hand. They looked just like a perfect match of talented man and beautiful woman, making a secret promise to each other for life.
Therefore, this beautiful scene painfully pricked Miss Baihe’s heart. Yang Ruyu was her maid, after all, and that lord was her man. Was the maid trying to climb into bed with him? How could that be allowed? Wasn’t this a slap to the face of the legitimate wife? She immediately rushed over and slapped Yang Ruyu across the face, "You little sly fox, taking advantage of my absence to seduce my man?"
It must be said, Miss Baihe got into her role quite quickly, casting herself as Qi Jingrong’s legitimate wife in no time.
Yang Ruyu was stunned by the slap, covering her swollen cheek and not recovering for a long time. But soon tears welled up in her eyes, and in her heart, she cursed Yang Baihe furiously. However, her face only showed hurt as she glanced at Qi Jingrong with tear-filled eyes before lowering her head to sob gently, "Sister, what are you talking about?"
Yang Ruxin, who had followed to enjoy the show from a distance, couldn’t help but feel like cheering. Yang Ruyu’s skill level was much higher than Yang Baihe’s. Just that tearful glance and the soft question were more powerful than a thousand words, stronger than a fierce debate, and absolutely able to arouse a man’s protective instinct.
Sure enough, Qi Jingrong’s heart ached, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yang Ruyu up, then glanced at her swollen half-face before turning to look at Yang Baihe, "You crazy woman..."
"Husband, how can you speak to me like that?" Before Qi Jingrong could finish, Yang Baihe stepped forward with aggrieved eyes, "I am your legitimate wife, and this little vixen isn’t married into the family yet, but you want to dote on a concubine and discard your wife?"
"What utter nonsense?" Qi Jingrong felt bewildered, "Crazy woman." He then turned around to leave.
"Husband." Yang Baihe grabbed Qi Jingrong’s arm, as if she wanted to embrace him, "Let’s go home..."
Qi Jingrong wouldn’t let her touch him, of course. He sent her flying with a kick.
Yang Baihe was tall and sturdy, easily weighing around 160 pounds. To launch her into a parabolic trajectory required significant force, showing that Qi Jingrong had no intention of treating her delicately.
Only a thud was heard, and a cloud of dust rose from a few meters away.
Yang Ruyu couldn’t help but close her eyes for a moment, then muttered to herself "serves you right", feeling a sense of relief that made her own pain seem less severe.