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The Cousin Is About to Marry,The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 27: Xie Yunzhen’s Self-Doubt
Xie Yunxuan was sent off to the border.
Without time to prepare, he was directly sent into the accompanying team.
Upon hearing this news, Ji Mingzhu felt very nuanced.
Xie Yunzhen seemed like he was helping the second brother, yet also intentional, as if wanting the second brother to be far from home.
Otherwise, with his ability, if he wanted to recommend the second brother, there would be many opportunities, why would he need to send him away at this moment?
Seeing that the New Year was approaching, a time for family reunions, yet the second brother had to be outside, running around.
Saying Xie Yunzhen was not intentional, Ji Mingzhu would not believe it.
She gritted her teeth, this person was still as scheming as ever.
This move not only achieved the purpose but also left no flaws for others to pick.
In the eyes of elders, future prospects are much more important than family reunions.
Perhaps the aunt might even owe him a debt of gratitude, thanking him profoundly for the favors owed to the big house.
This scheme was truly clever!
Ji Mingzhu felt uneasy and sighed softly.
"Miss, don’t worry, the second young master often travels outside and will take good care of himself."
Ji Mingzhu replied with a sound, "I believe in the second brother."
Just unsure whether Xie Yunzhen would cause any trouble.
Although it’s not as serious as brothers fighting and killing each other, with Xie Yunzhen’s scheming nature, the second brother might suffer.
Gold’s heart ached as she applied a face mask to Ji Mingzhu, "I used to think that the Young Master just had a cold demeanor. As long as we don’t provoke him, there wouldn’t be any trouble. But now, it seems things aren’t that simple."
"They all say a gentleman uses words rather than fists, but the Young Master hurt your face so much, it’s really too much!"
"Saying such things, those who don’t know would think I’m disfigured."
"Spit, spit, spit, such ominous words should not be spoken casually."
Ji Mingzhu chuckled and stopped teasing Gold.
Looking in the mirror, most of the redness had disappeared, but the marks where fingers had pinched were still very visible.
The spot where the thumb was placed even had a bruise.
Gold snorted and whispered, "The Young Master is unpredictable, the future Young Mistress will definitely suffer."
Ji Mingzhu said calmly, "This matter is unrelated to us, don’t speak too much."
Gold stuck out her tongue, "I know my mistake."
Having applied the mask, Ji Mingzhu applied the medicine herself.
Looking at that bruise, a nameless anger surged in her heart.
But, relying on others, she still couldn’t vent.
She could only silently curse Xie Yunzhen in her heart: being prone to moods, aren’t you afraid of going insane!
After sending off Xie Yunxuan, just stepping into the mansion gate, Xie Yunzhen sneezed.
"Young Master, did you catch a cold?"
Tianshui looked concerned, "Do you need to call a doctor to check on you?"
Complaining that there were always endless patients, after Ji Mingzhu was no longer in danger, Xi Yu left the Duke Mansion.
Xie Yunzhen glanced in the direction of Xiao Xiang Courtyard, sneering, "I think someone is cursing me!"
"Ah?"
Tianshui was confused again.
This was the Young Master, comparable to the Living Yama, who would be so tired of life to curse him?
Having sent away Xie Yunxuan, and with Mrs. Guan stating that Ji Mingzhu wouldn’t temporarily be sent to Yangzhou, the pent-up frustration in Xie Yunzhen’s heart finally dissipated.
Other people’s feelings he didn’t care about; now he didn’t want Ji Mingzhu to leave the Duke Mansion, so she wasn’t allowed to go anywhere.
Perhaps one day he would change his mind; whether Ji Mingzhu stayed or left, it would have nothing to do with him.
Xie Yunzhen suspected again that perhaps he was under a spell.
He had to keep Ji Mingzhu under his gaze to have a chance to return to normal.
He said, "Keep an eye on the Xiao Xiang Courtyard."
...
After the New Year, Ji Mingzhu had to head to Yangzhou.
If the marriage happened, perhaps she wouldn’t return to the capital for life.
While she hadn’t set off yet, she wanted to see more of the beautiful sights of the capital, eat more of the delicacies.
So once the marks on her face faded, Mrs. Guan had her and Xie Yunling go out for a walk.
"New Year is approaching, I’ve made new clothes for you two, yet I haven’t matched any jewelry. Recently, many Jewelry Pavilions have new items; go take a look and pick a couple sets of jewelry you like."
Xie Yunling asked, "Mother, I only get ten taels of silver monthly, how can I afford jewelry?"
After speaking, she glanced enviously at Ji Mingzhu.
Not only did Sister Mingzhu have allowance silver, but also the Ji Family’s estate; she had dozens of thriving shops alone.
Compared to many wealthy wives who were struggling behind the scenes despite their apparent glamour, Sister Mingzhu was the true wealthy leisure figure.
Mrs. Guan tapped her forehead, "Making you pay with your own money isn’t the plan."
She waved her hand, and the housekeeper offered up a silver note, as much as two hundred taels.
"You sisters share it, if it’s not enough, have them put it on my tab."
Xie Yunling instantly accepted it, "Thank you, Mother!"
Mrs. Guan shook her head helplessly, "Look at you, a real little money-grubber."
"What’s wrong with being a little money-grubber; in this life, how many people don’t care for wealth? As the saying goes, people die for wealth, birds perish for food."
"No point arguing with you."
Mrs. Guan turned to instruct Ji Mingzhu, "Don’t go to chaotic places, just roam the city shops, rest at a teahouse when tired, and come home when the time is about right."
Ji Mingzhu nodded, "Aunt, we won’t run around aimlessly."
"With you there, I can rest assured."
She reminded Xie Yunling, "Diligently follow your Sister Mingzhu, don’t trouble her."
Xie Yunling clung to Ji Mingzhu’s arm, "Mother, then we’ll be off."
Girls are different from men; they need elder’s consent to leave the mansion.
The times they get to go out in a year can be counted on the fingers.
Rarely getting to leave, Xie Yunling was thrilled.
She was only thirteen this year, at an age eager to play and relish, Ji Mingzhu indulged her.
Being pulled along, they quickly headed towards the mansion gates.
Xie Yunzhen saw them from afar.
The girls’ jewelry rang out, hairpins swaying, skirts swirling, creating a delightful arc.
Ji Mingzhu’s face bloomed with a radiant smile, the furrowed brows always present before him were completely relaxed.
At the corner of her eye was a tiny tear mole, falling into Xie Yunzhen’s gaze across the distance.
Brilliant and dazzling.
Gorgeous and captivating.
Like a light shining upon him, Xie Yunzhen instinctively paused.
Ji Mingzhu hadn’t noticed him, her smile undiminished, softly calling out, "Slow down..."
Soft and teasing, it exploded in Xie Yunzhen’s mind.
A blurred image suddenly appeared in his consciousness.
The bed drapes were dim, the candle flame flickering.
Inside the drapes were vivacious colors, soft arms encircling his neck.
Those two words continually echoed in his ears.
"Young Master?"
Xie Yunzhen abruptly snapped back, the damp, clinging image instantly shattered.
In his view, that delicate figure had vanished.
Throat bobbing, Xie Yunzhen closed his eyes, concealing the turbulent emotions.
He truly was mad!
Just seeing Ji Mingzhu once, hearing her charming call, he began to fantasize about indecent scenes.
The jaw clenched tight, nobody knew how much sweat gathered in Xie Yunzhen’s palms during this brief moment.
He even began to suspect, perhaps he too was a lecher.
Otherwise, why would he be impulsive out of the blue?
Xie Yunzhen had seen countless beauties over the years; during the years at the border, whenever they won a battle, beauties would be sent to his tent.
Whenever he desired, he could enjoy.
Yet he never had such thoughts for anyone, Ji Mingzhu was the only one.
Xie Yunzhen pressed his temple; could it be that he had aged, wishing to marry and have children?







