Meeting Lu Lingjun's gaze, Cheng Yunshuo couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
He has two attitudes toward Lu Lingyun and Xing Dairong.
Lu Lingjun is his legal wife, he respects her and arranges all family affairs. What he wants to do must be discussed with Lu Lingjun.
As for Xing Dairong, he didn't need her consent at all.
Men are very strange creatures. They can distinguish between love and non-love, but love and non-love do not affect the status of women in his heart.
He bought Xing Dairong from a brothel, and Lu Lingjun was married to a matchmaker from the Ming Dynasty.
The psychological status of the two is different from the beginning.
Even when he loved Xing Dairong the most, he knew that she was not his real wife. Now he doesn't love her that much, and he can get angry at her at will without explaining to her.
But Lu Lingjun, he had never loved her, and her status in his heart was not ordinary. He just respected her.
He just kept his word without consulting Lu Lingyun, and he felt a little guilty, fearing that she would disagree.
Lu Lingjun smiled at him and said, "The prince wants to keep Miss Huang?"
"Yes." Cheng Yunshuo looked at her, his eyes no longer as tough and decisive as he had just been towards Xing Dairong, and he was even slightly nervous.
"Then stay, but does the prince mean to keep her as a maid or... as a concubine?"
Lu Lingjun agreed without hesitation and said it calmly.
Cheng Yunshuo waved his hands hurriedly, "Just be a maid. Okra in my house happens to be a substitute, so let her be the eldest maid in my courtyard."
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements." Lu Lingjun smiled lightly, "Miss Huang, come with me later and I'll make arrangements for you."
Huang Yue immediately raised her head and looked at Cheng Yunshuo in fear. Cheng Yunshuo did not protect her this time. He only said, "Follow the young lady."
After hearing this, she lowered her head and said obediently, "Yes."
When he lowered his head, another glimmer of light flashed through his clear eyes.
Lu Lingjun took people away from Cheng Yunshuo.
After arriving in her yard, Lu Lingjun sat in the small flower hall after the beginning of spring and looked at the little girl in front of him, "You have ten things this year?"
Huang Yue muttered, "Yes."
"Is there anyone else at home?"
"there is none left."
"The prince wants to keep you as a maid, do you have any objections?"
Huang Yue raised her head at this time and looked at Lu Lingyun with a pair of big watery eyes, "My benefactor saved my life. In this life, I will be a slave and a maidservant to repay my kindness to my benefactor."
Lu Lingjun smiled lightly and said, "There is no need to call me benefactor. We are the Marquis of Ningyang. The person who saved you is our eldest son. You can just call him eldest son in the future."
Huang Yue's eyes flashed with joy, "Yes."
The hint of secret joy in her eyes was accurately seen by Lu Lingjun. She didn't do much to provoke and question her. She just waved her hand to Aunt An and handed over a piece of paper.
Lu Lingjun looked at Huang Yue, "Then just sign it."
"Sign? What?" Huang Yue immediately became alert.
"To be a maid in our house, you have to sign a bond of renunciation. Don't worry, our Ningyang House will never treat the servants harshly. As the eldest maid of the prince, you will be paid one month's worth of silver, and you will wear two seasonal clothes every year. Since there is no one else in your family, I will give you the first ten taels of silver from selling myself." Lu Lingjun raised his hand again, Shuanghong opened the money bag and took out an ingot of silver.
Huang Yue saw this and said, "I, I don't want money."
"If you don't want money, then you can't stay in our house." Lu Lingjun raised his eyes slightly as he scratched the hot tea cup.
"No, madam, I don't want to sell myself, I just want to work for the prince, even if I have no money!"
Huang Yue knew very well that once the deed of prostitution was signed, she would become a slave. From now on, she would have to listen to whoever holds the deed of prostitution.
Lu Lingjun smiled lightly, "But we don't accept free slaves in our house. It seems that Miss Huang Yue doesn't want to be a slave. If you say this, I have a compromise. I'll ask the prince to send you out. I'll find a good job for you outside, so that I won't offend the prince and keep you free."
As Lu Lingjun said this, he asked Shuang Hong to send a message, "Shuang Hong, go and tell the prince that Miss Huang Yue does not want to be a slave."
"yes."
When Huang Yue saw this, she stared at Shuang Hong who was walking out step by step. When Shuang Hong was about to walk out of the courtyard, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll sign!"
Lu Lingjun picked up the tea cup and said, "Miss Huang Yue, don't force yourself. Our Ningyang Marquis Mansion doesn't like to force good people to be slaves. We must be cautious when selling ourselves."
Huang Yue also gave in. She grabbed the deed of betrayal and bit her index finger, "Madam, the prince saves my life. Xiaoyue should pledge her life to it. My life belongs to the Hou Mansion."
Bright red blood stained her index finger. Huang Yue looked at the densely packed rendition of the contract, closed her eyes, and pressed her handprint on it.
When Lu Lingjun saw this, a faint smile appeared on her face. She asked Aunt An to take back the deed of betrayal. After reading it carefully, she said, "Don't worry, our Marquis Mansion will not take your life. As long as you are here in the future, Go to Ansheng to work and serve the good prince, and you will not be missing if you are good."
"Thank you, madam." Huang Yue knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Call Madam."
"Yes, Madam Xie!"
Lu Lingjun accepted Huang Yue's deed of sale and asked her to go back with the money.
"Young Madam, I don't think Huang Yue is innocent. Maybe she has other thoughts to get close to the Crown Prince," Chunhe said.
"What are you afraid of? As long as the contract of betrayal is there."
Lu Lingyun pledged Huang Yue's selling contract to herself.
The key life gate is in hand, so what if a little girl has a little scheming.
Lu Lingjun never does anything fancy, she only needs to grasp the most important things.
One blow must be firmly grasped.
"How's it going with Aunt Xing?"
"I'm still crying. I cried for half the night yesterday."
Lu Lingjun sighed, "It's really a shame."
She was talking about the child in Xing Dairong's belly. It was really painful to have a mother who was so tossing and couldn't carry it clearly.
"Tell her to rest in the yard for the next few days, and order someone to send her some soothing tea."
"yes."
Three days passed by.
Xing Dairong gradually stopped crying.
Lu Lingjun would go to her place every day to take a look, then stare at her and drink the soothing soup before leaving.
Xing Dairong went from resisting at the beginning to being numb afterwards, and then took the initiative to drink soup. He made a fuss for a while and then stopped.
It’s that belly that hasn’t grown anyhow. It’s obviously more than half a month older than Qiu Ling’s, and it hasn’t grown for a long time.
Lu Lingjun looked at it and sighed.
She went to see Cheng Yunshuo again. Under Huang Yue's care, Cheng Yunshuo gradually got better.
But the head injury still looks a bit scary, so I have to rest at home.
Lu Lingjun went to his place, played chess with him, talked for a while, and finally said to him, "If you have time, you'd better go see Aunt Xing."
