Chapter 1600: 1597 Confession

Chapter 1600: Chapter 1597 Confession

“I like someone like Su Mei…” Lu Chuan hurriedly explained, fearing she might misunderstand.

Chun Xing, listening nearby, raised her head angrily to complain: “Lady, look, Lu Chuan is too much! He actually dislikes me, but he’s so silly that Sister Su Mei wouldn’t like him anyway, hmph.”

Ye Muyu couldn’t help but laugh: “Alright, you two don’t quarrel. I’m not planning to intervene in Su Mei’s marriage, so, Lu Chuan, if you fancy Su Mei, you need to communicate and talk with her yourself. If one day you reach a decision, I can help you with matchmaking.”

Lu Chuan instinctively looked at Chu Heng.

Chu Heng lifted his head from the book, “That is my intention too.”

“Thank you, lady, thank you, Master.” A hint of disappointment flashed across Lu Chuan’s flushed face, but he didn’t give up. If Su Mei agrees to him, he would treat her exceedingly well; if she doesn’t agree, he shouldn’t force it.

After Lu Chuan left.

Ye Muyu instructed Chun Xing not to talk about this matter, especially not to spread it around the residence, fearing it might bring trouble for Su Mei.

Su Mei had handled many tasks beside her, considered a confidant, no longer regarded as a servant; she naturally hoped Su Mei could marry a reliable person and live well.

Chun Xing quickly nodded, showing her stance: “Lady, rest assured, I won’t speak out of turn. Whatever you instruct, I keep it in my heart. However, I’m not surprised that Guard Lu likes Sister Su Mei at all.”

“Oh? Why?” Ye Muyu asked with some curiosity.

Chun Xing chuckled and said: “Because last time I saw Sister Su Mei personally take Guard Lu’s clothes to wash. I was curious whose they were, and Sister Su Mei told me not to ask. If I hadn’t later seen a pattern on those clothes that matched Guard Lu’s, I wouldn’t have known whose they were.”

“Could they be meeting in private?”

“I don’t know. Anyway, Sister Su Mei rarely goes out on her own, usually staying with me, and Guard Lu is always busy outside with Master.” Chun Xing finished speaking, saw Chu Heng’s figure, and quickly stuck out her tongue, covering her mouth, not daring to say more.

After a while, Ye Muyu finished feeding Nuanbao, and Chun Xing took the dishes away.

Su Mei called the two to the guest room next door for a meal.

Ye Muyu suppressed her curiosity, turned to the soft couch to help Chu Heng up, “Chun Xing, I’ll leave Nuanbao for you to take care of.”

Chun Xing nodded quickly: “Lady, rest assured, I will take good care of Young Master.”

In the living room.

Su Mei and several little maidservants from the kitchen brought the dishes to the table.

The table was full of fresh dishes. The leftovers from yesterday’s New Year celebration had been sorted and taken to the city gate to be given to the poor and beggars.

The details were handled, with some coarse rice added—a little oil and water, not too conspicuous.

Ye Muyu sat at the side table, first serving Chu Heng a bowl of black chicken soup, then placing dishes like stir-fried pig liver that nourished the body and replenished blood in front of Chu Heng.

Su Mei saw the lady glance at her from time to time and spoke up: “Lady, do you have any orders for the servant girl?”

“No, you go have your meal first, then later assist Chun Xing in taking care of Nuanbao.” Ye Muyu smiled at her, always feeling that the maidservants around her were reaching the age for marriage.

She actually thought that marrying at eighteen was healthy, even wanting to keep Ziluo for a few more years.

So much so that Su Mei and other maidservants were twenty, and she didn’t have the concept of them marrying too late, thus paying less attention usually.