The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

"Thank you, Lord Marquis. Thank you, Brother Linfeng. Please wait a moment, brother."

After saying that, Shen Qinghe took the small blue-and-white porcelain bottle, turned around, and went into the room.

Lin Feng was left standing at the door to wait. He felt a little uneasy and looked around. There was only the quiet night.

This is really not his fault. His young master never stays overnight in any lady's or concubine's courtyard, nor does he get close to any of them.

This was the first time Lin Feng had ever done something like bringing medicine to a girl in the middle of the night since he started following Lu Jihan.

Lin Feng was waiting anxiously when Shen Qinghe returned, carrying a small oil paper package: "It's so late, and it's inconvenient for me to go to the kitchen. These are some sweets I had someone buy from outside the manor. Could you please take them back for me, young master?"

Shen Qinghe didn't utter the words "Young Marquis," assuming he probably looked down on the candies bought casually from street stalls, but when it came to actually eating them, it turned into:

"If the young marquis doesn't want to eat, then you can all share it!"

"Please trouble you, young lady. I will certainly deliver the items."

Lin Feng took the oil paper package and looked at Shen Qinghe's gentle smile, which was unlike the other three young ladies who would give them a hard time as soon as they knew the young marquis wasn't coming.

They even gave them gifts, and Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little fondness for Shen Qinghe.

Seeing that Lin Feng had left, Shen Qinghe turned around and went back to her room to rest, already thinking about what to cook for tomorrow.

the other side.

Lin Feng carried the small bag of candy back to the courtyard where the young marquis was resting.

Yun Chen and several other personal guards kept watch at night. As the night deepened, they relaxed a bit and huddled together to talk.

Lin Feng walked through the courtyard and went straight into the bedroom.

Lu Jihan was sitting upright in front of the double-headed carved beast-head desk, holding official documents in his hand, with the processed documents neatly stacked beside him.

He held a pen in his hand, the tip dipped in ink, and wrote with fluid, effortless strokes. He hadn't even looked up since he'd heard Lin Feng's footsteps running in long ago.

"Why are you running away? You're becoming less and less steady these days!"

"Sir, I know I was wrong."

Lin Feng held the small oil paper package and honestly admitted his mistake. He was just worried that the candy that Qinghe had brought would melt because of the hot weather.

Lu Jihan glanced at him coldly, then looked back at the official document: "The package was delivered? What did she say?"

"It's been delivered. Miss Qinghe didn't say anything."

Lin Feng looked at the oil paper package in his hand, then looked at Lu Jihan expectantly and said, "Master, would you like some candy? The kind you buy from street vendors."

"You're getting worse with age. When have I ever eaten anything like this?"

Lu Jihan's tone was as calm as a still pond, and his refusal was ruthless.

"Did your subordinates take it and distribute it?" Lin Feng pressed.

"Go on, and get some sleep after you finish eating. We're going to Qingcheng Mountain to suppress bandits in two days, so you can't slack off on your martial arts training during the day."

Lu Jihan gave a brief instruction, his attention never leaving the official documents.

"Alright!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng happily carried the oil paper package out.

Before long, Lu Jihan finally finished reviewing the official documents. He stood up to stretch his limbs, and heard several people laughing and talking in the courtyard. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong, and his brows furrowed sharply.

Although Lin Fengyunchen is a bit of a glutton, he never buys sweets outside the mansion and prefers meat.

Furthermore, Lin Feng had just returned from Shen Qinghe's courtyard late at night. Where did those candies come from out of nowhere?

Just then, Lin Feng came in to give his report. Seeing that Lu Jihan's expression was not good, he hesitated to move.

The young marquis glared at him sharply: "Where did those candies come from?"

Unaware of his presence, Lin Feng honestly replied, "It was given to me by Miss Qinghe. Miss Qinghe said that if the young marquis didn't eat it, his subordinates should divide it up. Didn't the master say he never eats this kind of thing? So his subordinates finished dividing it up!"

Lu Jihan: ………

"Don't sleep tonight, go to the training ground."

Lu Jihan said expressionlessly.

Lin Feng: ...The sky has fallen, brothers.

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at the same time.

There was another place in the Marquis's mansion that was brightly lit, and none of the people there were sleepy at all.

"Miss, the people in the front yard say that the second young master hasn't returned yet, and he probably won't be coming back."

The maid who came in to answer the question had her head down and spoke in a soft, delicate voice.

Shen Yun'er sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror. She was dressed in plain clothes, unlike her usual glamorous self, and her face was bare, yet she had a unique charm.

She had thought that the second young master might get tired of the same style, so she was thinking of changing the style to keep things fresh.

Men, what they value most is novelty.

Who knew that, despite her elaborate dressing up, before the second young master could even see her, she learned that he had gone to a brothel to drink with several other young men and wasn't coming back!

How could she possibly tolerate this?

Shen Yun'er clenched the wooden comb in her hand, her anger lingering. She had made ample preparations, waiting for the Second Young Master to come today so she could whisper sweet nothings in his ear.

At the very least, he should exempt her from the morning and evening greetings for the next few days!

Since the second young master isn't coming back, she still has to go to Madam Li's place tomorrow to pay her respects morning and evening, which means kneeling all day again!

Shen Yun'er touched her sore and swollen knees, wishing she could slap Li Shi twice.

Soon, Shen Yun'er calmed down. Right now, she was still young and hadn't gained a firm foothold in the Second Young Master's heart. Once she firmly grasped the Second Young Master's heart, let's see how she deals with that vile woman, Li Shi!

Shen Yun'er took a deep breath, her voice icy: "What's going on at the bamboo garden? Is there any movement?"

"Reporting to Miss, there's been no movement from the Bamboo Garden. All we know is that the lights in the young marquis's courtyard haven't gone out and have been on until now. We haven't seen the young marquis leave the courtyard, let alone go to Shen Qinghe's courtyard."

Good! Hearing that Shen Qinghe was also alone in her room, Shen Yun'er felt much better. It's good to be reborn. Even if she is not so good, she is still much better than Shen Qinghe.

"Thank you for asking around for me. I noticed you don't have much jewelry, so this silver hairpin, though not worth much, is a token of my appreciation. Here you go." Shen Yun'er slowly took the silver hairpin from the jewelry box and placed it high in the maid's hair. "Alright, go to sleep now. We'll continue tomorrow."

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the next day.

Shen Qinghe prepared the food early and asked Li Mama and the others to deliver it to Lu Jihan on time.

She herself went to the old lady's courtyard as usual.

Shen Qinghe specially prepared a spicy and sour dish, which is especially appetizing in the summer. After finishing most of the day, Lu Jihan ate several bowls of rice with the dish and felt refreshed.

Lu Jihan wiped his hands with satisfaction, his gaze falling on a small plate that had appeared today, displaying several pieces of pastry with a faint milky aroma. "What's that?"

Madam Li answered truthfully, "Young Master, these are pastries made by Miss Qinghe using milk, coconut flakes, and grapes. Please have a taste."

Lu Jihan took the silver spoon handed to him by Li's mother, scooped out a spoonful of milk grape coconut jelly. It was milky white, covered with coconut flakes, and wobbled gently with his movements, looking very elastic.

Lu Jihan put it in his mouth, and it melted instantly. It was smooth, sweet and sour, with the aroma of milk and grapes blended perfectly. One bite was refreshing and satisfying.

He ate spoonful after spoonful, and when he was almost finished, Lu Jihan still seemed unsatisfied. He asked coldly, "Where's Shen Qinghe?"

Li's mother: "Qinghe has passed away..."

Before Li's mother could finish speaking, Lu Jihan raised his hand to stop her from saying anything more and instructed Lin Feng:

"Let's go see Grandma."