Chapter 1255: Chapter 1257: A Letter from Yangshu Village_1
"Hmm, that would be perfect," she continued. "The last letter from Mu Shaofeng mentioned he’s also interested in collaborating with us on the fruit wine. He plans to source it from the winery and sell it to the foreign courts."
"Working with him wouldn’t be bad, you wouldn’t have to worry about sales," Ye Zi’an pulled her into his embrace and accidentally touched Yang Chuxia’s belly, then murmured dispiritedly, "Why is there still no movement?"
"Off you go, these things depend on fate. When it’s meant to be, it will happen naturally, and when it’s not, no amount of pleading will make it come," Yang Chuxia swatted his hand away.
But Ye Zi’an didn’t see it that way. How could this be a matter of fate? Clearly, it was because he hadn’t tried hard enough.
"My lady, compared to fate, I believe more in effort."
"So?" Yang Chuxia raised an eyebrow.
"So, starting today, I must work hard every day, and not a single day should be wasted."
Looking at his serious demeanor, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but turn his face away with annoyance.
And she provocatively declared, "Madam no longer believes in your abilities now."
Suddenly, Ye Zi’an’s face turned red, then green, then black...
"My lady..." His voice was as filled with sorrow as it could be.
Yang Chuxia acted as if she hadn’t heard him, occasionally throwing him a glancing look.
To Ye Zi’an, her gaze seemed utterly bare, filled with nothing but provocation.
Ye Zi’an decided then and there to properly punish this little siren.
As a result of Yang Chuxia’s provocation, they spent a night full of passion...
And then she woke up late again.
"You’re getting more and more beastly! Truly, more and more beastly!" Yang Chuxia muttered resentfully as she dressed.
When Ye Zi’an entered and saw her like this, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
"Let me do it, my lady!" He took her clothes and helped her dress one by one.
He then assisted her in washing up before bringing her the delayed breakfast.
"By the way, we received a letter from Yangshu Village; it’s from mom and dad." Ye Zi’an paused, then added, "Oh, and a letter from Uncle Dayong."
"What did the letters say? Is everything okay back home?"
Ye Zi’an, recalling the letters’ contents, shook his head slightly, "You’ll see for yourself later."
Seeing that Ye Zi’an did not appear too pleased, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but ask, "What is it? Is there bad news?"
"It’s not bad news," Ye Zi’an shook his head again and said no more, focusing on serving Yang Chuxia her meal.
After the meal, Ye Zi’an produced the letters, and Yang Chuxia first read the one from the Yang Family, which was mostly greetings.
Only at the end did it mention something — that Yang Xiaochuan had taken another concubine, and this time a widow, with the reason again being the need for a son.
The letter from Yang Dayong shocked her even more; it stated that, three years after his mourning period, he would marry Shen Qiu, a matter that both families had already discussed privately.
After reading the letters, Yang Chuxia slammed her hand down on the table.
"What on earth is my fourth uncle thinking? Grandfather hasn’t even completed his mourning period, and it hasn’t been that long since his passing, and, and he actually brings home a concubine. In vain did grandfather care for him all this time."
"And this Uncle Dayong, what’s going on? He was already shortchanged by Shen Qiu once before, why are they getting together again? With Shen Qiu’s temperament, can she be good to Qingkang in the future?"
Holding the letter in her hand, Yang Chuxia didn’t know what to say, one after another they were all so worrisome.
As for this new concubine, who knows what her background is and if there are any concerns. The issue with Ms. Hong hasn’t even been fully clarified yet, and here comes another one.