The Eldest Daughter-in-Law [Reborn] - Chapter 44

The handsome figure stood under the eaves like the bright moon and gentle breeze, looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, and uttered a soft chuckle. 

Shen Yi looked at Xie Yunchu’s red face and couldn’t help but pinch her, saying, “You are drunk and talking nonsense. Don’t you know what your baby looks like on weekdays?”

Wang Shuhuai turned his head, his eyes fell on the carved window of the west wing, through the blurry gauze window, he seemed to see that graceful figure, 

The woman said clearly, “I’m not drunk. I’m serious, Sister Yi. He’s not worth my trouble. I want to live for myself.”

She leaned back and drank a cup of plum wine. The cold wine slid down her throat, and soon a spicy burning sensation rose up and rushed straight to her head, making her feel very refreshed.

“Come on, let’s have a few more drinks.”

“What a great ‘live for yourself’, I’ll pour it for you!”

The young ladies raised their wine cups generously, clinked their glasses, and talked and laughed loudly. 

Wang Shuhuai frowned, unable to listen any longer, and turned around and went into the east wing. Master Zhu and the others had already ordered a few dishes. Wang Shuhuai walked back into the side room, his face as calm as ever.

“What do you like to eat?”

“I don’t mind.”

Master Zhu asked again, “What kind of wine do you drink? Here we have Xifenglie, Nv’erhong, and Zhuyeqing…”

Wang Shuhuai was not thinking about this. He put his hands on the table and replied slowly, “I don’t like drinking.” Drinking would cause trouble.

Another person placed a large cup in front of Wang Shuhuai and said, “You can’t shirk your responsibility today. His Majesty has already spoken, asking us to accompany you for a good drink.”

Wang Shuhuai smiled when he heard this, but the smile did not reach his eyes. “I’ll keep you company.”

Wang Shuhuai thought Xie Yunchu was just all talk and didn’t bother with her. He drank a few glasses with a few friends. The atmosphere was very lively. One of them was drunk, and his face was red.

“Yunzhi, we felt relieved when you tried to cut off Meng Luchuan’s tongue on the spot.”

“That’s right, that bastard actually dared to covet my sister-in-law. She is so beautiful, how could he dare to covet her?”

Master Zhu sensed that something was not right with what he said, and fearing that it might offend Wang Shuhuai, he quietly pushed the man’s arm, signaling him to shut up, then turned around and toasted Wang Shuhuai with a smile, “I’ll go back and tell my wife to take my sister-in-law to go shopping with her when she’s free to help her relax.”

The drunk man didn’t realize that Master Zhu was changing the subject and said drunkenly, “But then again, your wife is second to none in the capital in terms of appearance and talent, and only Shu Huai can match her.”

Wang Shuhuai’s slender fingers gently touched the teacup, and he glanced at the two people opposite him without leaving a trace. Then he smiled at Master Zhu and said, “Don’t worry, drink.”

As the wine went down his throat, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

He didn’t know that so many people in the capital were coveting his wife.

Was Madam Xie beautiful?

Although Wang Shuhuai had been married for two years, he never judged his wife based on her appearance. In his eyes, his wife was beautiful because she was dignified, virtuous, generous, decent, gentle, and quiet.

Was Madam Xie’s beauty really so stunning as to be considered as one of the most beautiful?

Wang Shuhuai’s displeasure deepened.

At that time, the servant of the Princess Mansion who was waiting at the door smiled and said, “My Lord, our Madam is drinking with Madam Xie next door, so why does she need Lord Wang to bring a message?”

Zhu Shizi exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Really?” He was worried and quietly approached Wang Shuhuai and said, “Brother, it seems you can’t escape this meal.”

Wang Shuhuai shined that day, and several people in the court wanted to win him over. Master Zhu saw this and helped Wang Shuhuai set up the situation so that he could escape from the palace early. So it was Wang Shuhuai who should pay for the wine.

The two officials opposite smiled sinisterly. Everyone knew that Master Zhu was a henpecked husband. Everyone saw through it but did not say anything.

After eating and drinking, Master Zhu took the initiative to go next door to pick up his wife. The rest of the people dispersed, and finally only Wang Shuhuai and Xie Yunchu were left in the corridor. Xie Yunchu was drunk, and her mind was not very clear, but a little more confused than usual. As for what she said, she probably forgot it completely. Xia An brought a bowl of sobering soup to Xie Yunchu. 

After taking a sip, she felt better.

Wang Shuhuai stood under the dim light. The towering carved windows in the corridor made his figure look particularly tall. He stared at her with his deep eyes.

Xie Yunchu always felt that her husband’s eyes were different from usual, but she decided to ignore him.

She rubbed her pretty face, which was still a little hot, and said, “Second Young Master, let’s go back.” She was tired.

Xia An helped Xie Yunchu stagger down the stairs, and Wang Shuhuai followed closely behind. When they reached the carriage, Xie Yunchu was a little unsteady. 

Wang Shuhuai raised his hand to help but quickly withdrew it. The couple got into the carriage one after the other.

As soon as Xie Yunchu entered, she leaned against the wall of the carriage, closed her eyes, and rested, with the hem of her skirt spread out at her feet.

Xia An knelt in front of her and straightened Xie Yunchu’s clothes.

Wang Shuhuai sat beside her and ordered in a cold voice, “Get out.”

Xia An was stunned. In her impression, the husband was always gentle and humble. That was the first time he had spoken in such a tone. Xia An felt a little flustered, but she still retreated as she was told and sat on the shaft of the carriage with the guard Qi Wei.

Xia An’s movement startled Xie Yunchu, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

Wang Shuhuai looked over, and the first thing he saw was a pair of watery almond-shaped eyes, full of affection, half angry and half annoyed. The narrow and straight crow feathers were densely spread under the eyes. As the bright eyes opened, they were like small fans, fluttering people’s hearts. The snow-white skin and delicate face were gorgeous and beautiful, and the most beautiful thing was the beauty mole on the eyebrow, which was like a reflection of a stunning beauty.

Was it because he never took a good look at her on weekdays, or was it because her dignity and steadiness had taken away the charm of this mole?