The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity

Chapter 837 - 795: Suit Yourself

When asked by Yun Huai, Xu Jia suddenly realized that her previous words were somewhat inappropriate, especially in front of two men. Her face immediately turned red, "Borrow... uh no, not borrow, I mean, please, please ask Thirteen for a favor."

Yun Shisan was just about to say that he was so bored he could go out and play at any time, when Yun Huai suddenly remarked, "He’s not free."

Yun Shisan had to shut his mouth, not daring to contradict his master.

"I see!" Xu Jia looked regretfully at Thirteen, "Then when will you be free?"

Yun Shisan glanced at his master’s expression, not daring to make a sound.

"If you wait for him, I’m afraid Mrs. Li will be divorced."

Yun Huai’s words were a revelation to Xu Jia.

Yes, her purpose in seeing Mrs. Li was to persuade her before Feng Chuan wrote the divorce letter, to clarify that this matter had nothing to do with her brother. Once Feng Chuan wrote the divorce letter and Mrs. Li was driven out of the Princess Mansion, then her brother’s guilt would be thoroughly nailed down.

Thinking of this, Xu Jia’s face darkened.

At this point, Yun Huai stood up and started to walk towards the door.

Yun Shisan hurriedly gave a hint to the stunned Xu Jia, whispering to her, "Hurry up!"

Xu Jia quickly came to her senses, seeing Yun Huai standing in the courtyard holding a watering can, she ran out, standing next to him, her voice inexplicably nervous, "Let’s go at night, we need to prepare a set of night clothes, what’s... the size of Master Yun?"

Inside, upon hearing this, Yun Shisan thought that his master would need no night clothes; his master’s qinggong was so excellent that he could move without a trace. Even without any disguise, no one would discover his whereabouts, let alone recognize him.

Yet the next moment, Yun Huai’s words nearly made Yun Shisan stumble to the ground.

Because his master really told Miss Xu the size!

This, this, what is going on!!!

Let alone sneaking into the Princess Mansion, even sneaking into the Imperial Palace, his master wouldn’t need to wear a mask or night clothes!

Sigh, why does it seem like his master becomes so delicate whenever he encounters Miss Xu? Needs someone to sew clothes, needs others to make meals, even going out to scout requires wearing night clothes.

Thirteen sat at the table, resting his chin on his hand, looking through the window at those two outside, his expression very depressed.

...

The night clothes didn’t need to be too complicated. After Xu Jia got the size, she returned to the mansion and secretly asked Mo Xiang to find a tailor.

After dinner, planning to read for a while before sleeping and waiting for nightfall, she heard a nervous voice outside.

"Madam, please slow down."

It was Nanny Cai from Mrs. Xu’s side.

Xu Jia rose from the beauty couch and hadn’t had time to personally greet her before Mrs. Xu had already lifted the curtain and entered, her face pale with panic and fear, "Jiajia, what’s happened to your brother?"

Upon hearing Nanny Cai’s voice, Xu Jia had a bad premonition in her heart, and it came true.

Although she had instructed the servants to hide it from her mother as much as possible, the matter had blown up too much, now everywhere was filled with the scandalous rumors about the Heir of Duke Zhenxi and Mrs. Feng.

Rubbing her temples, Xu Jia got up and rolled the bamboo blind by the window, only then did she return to sit down, pouring Mrs. Xu tea personally, "Mother, have a cup of tea first."

With her son’s life and death unknown, how could Mrs. Xu have the leisure to drink tea? She didn’t take it, staring at Xu Jia without blinking, "How could you hide such a big matter from me?"

Xu Jia helplessly placed the teacup on the small table, "I only found out not long ago."

"Still trying to hide it from me!" Mrs. Xu sneered lightly, "I already asked around earlier; you knew early on and told the servants to keep their mouths shut."

"Mother, this is about brother’s reputation, I also was afraid you’d worry," Xu Jia said. "But don’t worry, I am already thinking of a way, very soon I will bring brother back."

"What’s the use of bringing him back?" Mrs. Xu frowned, "His reputation is already ruined, I heard from the servants that your brother took liberties with Mrs. Feng while drunk. Now, in the period of national mourning, drinking and revelry are prohibited everywhere, not only did he drink secretly, he also caused such a commotion. If your father knew, he would be furious!"

Xu Jia didn’t dare to explain to her mother that Xu Shu actually had nothing to do with this matter. It was the Princess Qing Shui who wanted to exonerate herself and pin the blame on someone else, so she captured her brother and forced alcohol on him. She could only try to console her: "Don’t worry, I am thinking of a way, and soon, we will not only save brother but also clear his name."

"You, a daughter who hasn’t married yet, shouldn’t meddle," Mrs. Xu disapprovingly looked at her, "Last time you went to the Northern Border, your father was very angry in his letter. I can’t let you act recklessly again this time. Stay at home, I’ve just sent someone to the Princess Mansion to deliver a message. Whether Xu Shu did it or not, Mrs. Feng’s reputation is unpleasant; I must personally go to apologize."

Xu Jia originally wanted to stop her mother, but after a thought, realized that since the Eldest Princess was determined to make her brother the scapegoat, she would definitely not accept the message.

Sure enough, the maid who went to deliver the message soon returned, with a dismal expression saying to Mrs. Xu: "Madam, the people there refused to accept our message, saying they don’t want to see anyone from the Western Marquis Mansion right now."

Mrs. Xu’s face darkened immediately, "So, with no rhyme or reason, you just want to throw a pot of slanderous accusations at my son? Even the government office has procedures for handling cases. The Princess Mansion detaining people without cause is treating our Western Marquis Mansion with utter disrespect!"

As she spoke, she stood up in anger.

Xu Jia realized her mother might be thinking of putting on her imperial decree to go to the government office to beat the drum for attention, and quickly pulled her back, "Mother, please calm down."

"I can’t calm down!" Mrs. Xu’s face seemed covered with a layer of dark clouds, "Our family has only Xu Shu as the legitimate son, if he is destroyed by rumors like this, when your father comes back, how can I face him?"

Xu Jia subconsciously glanced at Mrs. Xu’s wrist, the Phoenix Blood Jade Bead Chain was still there, she felt a bit relieved, pressing Mrs. Xu into the chair, speaking softly, "One day, just give me one day’s time. If the situation doesn’t improve by tomorrow, I will accompany you to beat the drum for justice at the government office, how about that?"

Mrs. Xu looked at her suspiciously, "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

"No need to worry about that, I have my own way. Just trust me, Mother," Xu Jia smiled brightly.

...

In the evening, Mo Xiang returned with two sets of night clothes.

After dinner, Xu Jia took the night clothes and left the mansion, heading straight for the back street.

As if he had expected her arrival, the main door was left open.

Xu Jia walked in unimpeded, Yun Huai was reading under the lamp.

Upon hearing footsteps, Yun Huai didn’t even look up, stating indifferently, "You’re late."

Xu Jia felt a bit embarrassed, "There was some trouble at home, I got delayed."

Her mother had been sitting in her room; it was only after dinner she managed to slip away.

"These are the night clothes tailored to your size." Xu Jia placed the cloth package on the table, opened it, and handed Yun Huai’s piece to him.

Yun Huai put the book down, took the night clothes, and went to the bedroom to change, returning in a black outfit.

Xu Jia looked at him full of astonishment.

In her mind, Yun Huai had always been the epitome of transcendence in a fluttering white robe, she hadn’t expected black to suit him so well.

Oh no, it’s mainly because his face is handsome; he looks good in anything.

With her staring at him like that, the tips of Yun Huai’s ears quickly turned red, he averted his gaze, "Aren’t you going to change?"

"Um... change, I’ll change right away." Xu Jia swallowed her saliva silently, turned to grab her own set of night clothes, heading outside, only to realize upon pushing open the door that she had entered Yun Huai’s bedroom by mistake.

Xu Jia was about to turn around and leave when she heard Yun Huai’s voice from the courtyard, "I’ll wait for you outside."

Xu Jia had no choice but to brace herself and change into the night clothes in his room.

Upon coming out, she indeed saw Yun Huai standing outside the main door, elegant and graceful, his figure tall and straight.

Xu Jia took a deep breath, reminding herself that people on Jianghu didn’t fret over minor things, and then regained her composure, "We can leave now."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a warm arm wrap around her waist, and in the blink of an eye, Yun Huai held her and leapt onto the rooftop, moving forward with Qinggong.

Xu Jia widened her eyes, only feeling the wind whistling past her ears, his qinggong was terrifyingly fast!

"Don’t speak." Yun Huai didn’t look at her, watchful of the road ahead.

Under such high-speed impact, Xu Jia felt she might fall off at any moment and shatter into pieces.

She thought and thought again, suddenly asking him, "Can I hug you?"

If she didn’t hug him, she would really fall!

Yun Huai seemed to pause for a moment, then responded casually, "Do as you like."