Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 211 Serving Food

Mrs. Du didn't know how many times she had argued with Mr. Du about this. Yunlu Academy was so famous in Jiangnan. As long as he accepted one more disciple, he would earn at least a thousand taels and at most ten thousand taels. All the prominent families had plenty of money. In order to let their sons study in Yunlu Academy, those family heads tried their best to curry favor with them. But he, on the other hand, pushed the God of Wealth away one by one. Mrs. Du was angry and secretly scolded Mr. Du for being pedantic. He had a lot of money but didn't make any money. He was a fool.

"Master's wife, Xi'er is injured. Please make some ginger soup for her to drive away the cold. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now." Master Nanrong bowed slightly, turned around and left.

"Hey, Zi Yu!" Madam Du shouted several steps towards Master Nan Rong, but Master Nan Rong ignored her and pulled Du Ruxi and said, "Xi Er, you will be seventeen after the New Year. When will Zi Yu marry you? Otherwise, I will go to Nan Rong's house and talk to old master Nan Rong to arrange the marriage earlier. I have been feeling uneasy lately and always feel that something bad is going to happen."

"Mother, please don't worry about this. I know what I should do." Du Ruxi interrupted Mrs. Du coldly, no longer showing her weak attitude. "If it doesn't work, I can follow your example."

After saying that, he went into the inner room.

Follow her lead?

Mrs. Du was stunned, then she laughed. Yes, Old Master Nanrong had always been shouting that he wanted to have a great-grandson. If Xier became pregnant with Ziyu's child and married into the Nanrong family, it would only take Old Master Nanrong a word.

At the beginning of the evening, Shen Qingyu gradually woke up. Out of habit, she reached out and touched the silver bills sewn into the secret pocket of her clothes. It was not that she did not trust Nan Rongyan, but some habits were formed and it was really difficult to change them.

Besides, as the future young master of Nanrong, he would not be interested in her money.

After checking the banknotes, Shen Qingyu looked at the Qingtian stone seal hidden in the sachet. This Qingtian stone seal was left by Old Master Shen. It was the private seal used by Old Master Shen when he was alive. It is said that Old Master Shen carried it with him until his death. Later, for unknown reasons, he gave it to Old Master Jiang. Now, although Old Master Jiang handed it to Shen Qingyu, she still didn't know how useful it was. Wait, she remembered that she put the private seal in upside down, how come now, the private seal is upright again? Did she remember it wrong?

The private seal in the sachet was usually put in the right place, but she was in a hurry to leave the house today and put it in the wrong place, and she was too lazy to correct it.

How is this going?

Maybe she really remembered it wrongly.

Shen Qingyu smiled secretly and shook his head, put on his clothes, got up and got out of bed.

"Zi Yu."

In the room, Nan Rongyan was sitting at the table with a book in his hand. When he heard Shen Qingyu calling him, he quickly put down the book in his hand, walked over, and smiled softly, "You must be hungry. I have asked Ming Liu to serve the meal. You can eat soon."

Because Shen Qingyu was afraid of the cold, the charcoal fire in the whole house burned very brightly. As a result, Nan Rongyan's handsome face turned red as blood, adding a bit of charm to his elegance.

The books were placed on the table, but Master Nanrong didn't seem to have read much of them.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat..." Shen Qingyu acted coquettishly, deliberately dragging out the words, took a few steps forward, and threw herself on Master Nanrong.

Nan Rongyan reached out to take it from her and coaxed her, "Use as much as you can, these are all your favorites."

With a faint gaze, filled with unconcealable doting, and a smile between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, Shen Qingyu looked at Nan Rongyan, who was dressed like a fairy in white, and was almost in a daze. Was his tenderness and love all for her alone?

Nan Rongyan, you are so good to me that I can't bear to give you to any other woman in this world.

If I really love you, then you can only belong to me. If not, then I will not stay with you.

Shen Qingyu hooked her hands around Master Nanrong's neck and kissed him again.

"Little witch." Nan Rongyan laughed softly and let her flirt with him.

Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... Ming Liu, who was standing at the door of the room with the meal in his hand, kept coughing until his throat was almost hoarse, but the two masters in the room still hadn't noticed his presence.

Hey--

What if the young master marries the second young lady of the Shen family in the future? He thinks that the second young lady Shen is not a good person. He wonders if his young master will be eaten up by her without leaving anything behind.

"Ming Liu, are you sick? Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you? I guarantee that your illness will be cured." Shen Qingyu stuck to Master Nanrong's arms, turned her head, and said to Ming Liu with a smile.

Ming Liu shrank his head. The future young lady was a tigress who couldn't even control the young master. For the sake of his own life, he had better not provoke her. Who knew how the future young lady would deal with him.

"Second Miss Shen, my illness came and went quickly, so you don't need to worry about it." Ming Liu said flatteringly, with a servile look, "Second Miss Shen, no, it should be the future young lady. I have heard of your great name for a long time. After meeting you today, I find that your reputation is well-deserved. Please rest assured, future young lady, I will serve you at all times and will never refuse."

The future young lady.

This Ming Liu is good at talking, and Shen Qingyu is in a good mood. "Okay, for the sake of your loyalty, I will eat the meal you brought and put it on the table."

"Thank you, future young madam." Ming Liu hurriedly opened the lunch box, took out plates of exquisite side dishes from the box, and placed them on the table.

"Zi Yu, don't you not drink?"

It was not until Ming Liu took out a pot of wine from the food box that Shen Qingyu asked in surprise.

As far as she knew, Nan Rongyan never drank alcohol. Even when Nan Rong Mansion held a banquet with many guests, Nan Rongyan would not drink a drop of alcohol. This was well known to everyone. Therefore, the guests who came to Nan Rong Mansion would not force Nan Rongyan to drink with them.

"This is Bamboo Leaf Green Wine, which is made with Chinese medicinal herbs such as angelica, red sandalwood, and tangerine peel. It has the effect of activating blood circulation. Qingyu, you caught a cold outside today, so you should drink some." As soon as Nan Rongyan finished speaking, Ming Liu filled the two wine bottles on the table and stepped aside.

Shen Qingyu smiled and rubbed against Nan Rongyan's arms, "You are so nice."

Nan Rongyan's smiling eyes hid a hint of guilt. "Shen Qingyu, haven't you always been very smart? How could you be so unguarded?"

Shen Qingyu let go of Nan Rongyan and sat down around the dishes on the table.

"You never drink, so you'd better not drink." Shen Qingyu snatched the wine from Nan Rongyan's hand and drank it all in one gulp. The wine was medicinal, bitter and astringent, and not tasty at all. But because it was Nan Rongyan's kindness, Shen Qingyu drank several glasses in a row.

"Don't just drink, the Longjing shrimps and West Lake vinegar fish are the freshest, try them." Nan Rongyan personally served the dishes to Shen Qingyu and looked at Ming Liu who was stunned. It would be fine if others didn't know the young master's identity, but he knew it. But now, the young master actually condescended to pick up food for the daughter of a small aristocratic family. Did the young master forget that his marriage was never his decision.

After a few drinks, Shen Qingyu began to feel dizzy and his eyes were blurry.

I know you were lying to me. The reason you agreed to marry me was only because you were forced by the situation and wanted to use me.

Perhaps, one day in the future, sooner or later you will divorce me, sooner or later you will leave me.

But I beg you, I don’t want to know this now, I don’t want to know.