The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 662 - 624: Don’t You Find Me Annoying?

Wen Wan certainly didn’t want Song Wei to take a concubine, but how could such a matter be decided by her alone?

Throughout, she relied on the man’s love to monopolize him, deliberately ignoring the fact that there should be other women by his side.

Now brought to the forefront, no matter how Wen Wan thought, it left her feeling upset.

"What if I say, I don’t want any other woman to appear by your side ever again, for this lifetime, would you agree?"

She looked at him aggrievedly, as if she would burst into tears if he said no.

"I would." Song Wei nodded almost without hesitation, saying, "Whatever you say goes, I’ll comply."

Wen Wan’s heart softened.

Due to the age difference, he was much more mature and composed than her; those sweet words often used by young men to woo girls were absent with him, whether not knowing how or unable to utter them.

In all their years of marriage, what Wen Wan remembered most deeply were those three words he occasionally said: I’ll comply.

The year they first arrived in Beijing, he wanted to abort the child to help her recover her voice, but she disagreed. She packed her things the next morning intending to run away but was caught by him on the spot. Ultimately, she won out due to her insistence, and that was the first time he said to her: I’ll comply.

Later, when she attended Hongwen Academy, not wanting her peers to know she was married, she discussed with him about not having to pick her up from outside the school every day. He nodded, "I’ll comply."

And now, having proposed such an absurd request that he never contact other women and never take a concubine for life, he still agreed without a second thought: I’ll comply.

I’ll comply.

Wen Wan felt that these three words were sweeter than all the world’s sweet nothings combined.

Looking at his mature and handsome face, Wen Wan couldn’t help but tear up.

"Why are you crying?" Song Wei rubbed the corners of her eyes with his fingertip.

The sudden touch made Wen Wan’s face heat up, and with embarrassment, she looked down and replied insincerely, "There was sand in my eyes."

She was just close to him, and as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the deep laughter from his chest.

Wen Wan’s face turned even redder, but she mustered the courage to ask him, "I’ve made repeated requests, each one more unreasonable than the last. Aren’t you annoyed with me?"

Song Wei looked down at her, gentle eyes visible in the depths of his gaze, "Every day, for twelve hours, I spend at least five hours at the government office. For the remaining seven hours, I’ve got to read and sleep. My time accompanying you is just over an hour or so. What could possibly annoy me during that hour?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Wan’s nose tingled with emotions running high. The tears she had been holding back flooded freely.

Though he didn’t know why she was crying, Song Wei didn’t console her, but pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and carefully wiped her tears away.

Wen Wan cried for a long time, stopping only when she felt embarrassed enough.

When she looked at Song Wei again, her eyes were already swollen. She sniffed, "Has my makeup smudged? Am I not pretty anymore?"

Song Wei: "Did you put on makeup today?"

Wen Wan: "..."

If she went to sleep just having cried, her eyes would certainly be more swollen the next morning. Song Wei stood up and walked to the outer room, opening the door to instruct Yun Cai who was stationed outside to prepare two boiled eggs, personally massaging them over Wen Wan’s eyes before heading to the bathroom for a wash.

When he returned, Wen Wan had already fallen asleep on the square pillow.

The little baby in the crib also slept especially sweetly; Song Wei leaned over to cover his daughter with a small blanket, then returned to the bed, lying down beside Wen Wan, gently wrapping his long arm around her.

Perhaps Song Wei’s words were too touching, for Wen Wan dreamt of him that night.

She dreamt of when they were still in Ningzhou, dreamt of the sorghum fields, dreamt of chasing him and asking him to marry her. He turned back, the depths of his eyes showing a trace of smile, asking if she had really made up her mind.

The little girl, blushing, with nowhere to place her restless hands, clutched her dress hem and nodded, saying she had thought about it for a long time, willing to marry no one else but him.

Immediately, the scene changed to one time they encountered a rainstorm in town and after the rain stopped, he carried her across the river.

Her hands clinging to his shoulders, her body initially shivering with cold gradually warmed up. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

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Once awake, daylight was bright.

The scene from the dream was vividly clear in her mind. Wen Wan had not yet returned from the lingering reverie, subconsciously turned her head, and saw the empty space beside her; the man had already gotten up.

Faintly from outside came the excited sounds of Qi Bao being teased by someone.

Wen Wan dressed and got off the bed. Yun Cai, with her sharp ears, immediately heard the sound and handed Qi Bao to Linglong, carrying a basin and towel, coming to the inner room.

Wen Wan sat down at the dressing table, looked at the person inside, her eyes weren’t swollen at all, showing no signs of last night’s crying.

She breathed a sigh of relief and asked Yun Cai, "Did my husband go to the government office?"

"He left at dawn." Yun Cai replied, "The master said he’s been busy these days. You were sleeping soundly, and he couldn’t bear to wake you, so he left before breakfast."

Wen Wan nodded, knowing he’s busy, she wouldn’t fuss over such a trivial matter.

Thinking of the words Song Wei said to her last night, Wen Wan felt particularly good, "I asked the household doctor to look at Qing last night, how is his condition?"

When mentioned the scheming little woman, Yun Cai’s face immediately darkened, and she snorted, "She almost succeeded in ruining the master’s reputation by getting into his bed. Why do you still care about her?"

She thought, such people are not worthy of sympathy; they brought it upon themselves!

"Innocent child." Wen Wan took the horn comb and slowly brushed her long hair, saying, "Though what Nanny Qin did was not quite above board, she did say something right. All the fault lies with her, unrelated to four-month-old Qing."

Linglong came in holding Qi Bao and worriedly said, "Mistress only had Qing rescued. He has recovered somewhat due to timely treatment, but Nanny Qin is not well. Earlier, I heard Nanny Zhou say that Nanny Qin seems too weak to even get up."

Hesitating for a moment, seeing Wen Wan’s expression unchanged, Linglong gathered courage and said, "After all, Qing needs to nurse, and if Mistress only rescues him, he might still get infected after nursing."

"Who’s to blame for that?" Yun Cai lacked sympathy in her tone, "If Nanny Qin hadn’t brought it upon herself to sneak out to meet that poisonous woman, she wouldn’t have caught the epidemic, causing so much trouble!"

Yun Cai was Wen Wan’s first maid, while Linglong was bought later. In terms of seniority, Linglong couldn’t match Yun Cai, added to her more compliant nature, she wouldn’t argue with Yun Cai in front of her mistress, only looking at Wen Wan, "Mistress, what do you think should be done with Nanny Qin?"

Wen Wan was deliberating when suddenly a servant’s voice came from outside, "Master is back!"

Wen Wan was stunned.

Wasn’t it said that the entire Taichang Temple was busy with the grand sacrificial ceremony, how did Song Wei suddenly come back at this time? Or could there be other matters?

With these thoughts, her actions weren’t sluggish, Wen Wan fastened her collar and walked towards the outer room, indeed seeing Song Wei’s tall figure standing outside the door.

"Husband?" Wen Wan didn’t bother with the fact that she hadn’t freshened up, her eyes fixated intensely on him, "Why did you suddenly come back?"

Song Wei came into the room, and after Yun Cai took off his cloak, he sat down, "Fell ill, so I came back."

"Ah?" Wen Wan was startled by him, "Ill? What’s uncomfortable?"

Could it be he got infected by Nanny Qin yesterday?

Thinking of this possibility, Wen Wan felt completely unsettled.

Seeing the worry written all over her face, Song Wei didn’t beat around the bush, "It’s for appearances."

Wen Wan seemed to understand something, "Husband suspects there’s someone in court secretly plotting against you, so you pretended to fall ill to take leave and come back?"

Before Song Wei could speak, she asked again, "Did you find anything, husband?"

Song Wei shook his head, "I’ve only been in court a few years and rose quickly to the Standard Fourth Rank. This alone has offended many, and there are countless people secretly wanting to deal with me. It’s hard to determine who exactly it is for now."

"Then I’ll have Nanny Qin lure the snake out of its hole." Wen Wan suggested, "The epidemic on Nanny Qin has started to manifest. If she goes out, someone will surely follow and watch her in secret to confirm if she’s really carrying a contagious disease. At that time, our people, if sharp enough, might catch some clues."

Listening to this, Song Wei curved his lips, "Wanwan, you think the same as I do."

Her husband having gotten up so early, Wen Wan worried he hadn’t had enough rest, suggested he go lie down in the inner room. She herself groomed, put on a cloak covering nose and mouth, and headed directly to the isolated room.

Qing had been isolated since last night, not staying in the same room as Nanny Qin. This morning, he cried hoarsely from hunger.

Nanny Qin was out of options and asked Nanny Qian to help feed him for a few days.

When Wen Wan arrived, Nanny Qian was nursing Qing in her room.

Hearing the mother’s voice saying the mistress had arrived, Nanny Qian was so frightened her legs went weak. She quickly put Qing back on the bed and hastily exited to pay her respects.