The Noble Lady's Rebirth: She just wants to Rest in Peace!-Chapter 121 - 120: Leaving the Residence

In the Warm Pavilion, Lin Youning had told Shanmoi she wanted to be alone quietly. Hearing someone come in, she lifted her eyes and was slightly startled to see who it was.

Gu Yifeng looked at the small figure curled up on the soft couch, feeling a wave of heartache, "Did Gu Er upset you?"

Lin Youning hurriedly sat up, "Big Brother."

Gu Yifeng had already sat down on the soft couch, "The weather is warming up now, would you like to go out to the street for a walk?"

Lin Youning was unsure of how to respond, then listened to the next sentence and her eyes lit up, "Last time at Pure Path Temple, I only took a glance from the car window. With the lantern festival happening, Aunt wasn’t comfortable with me leaving the mansion again."

"I have to leave the mansion for business tomorrow, pack up and I’ll take you out. Let Li Si accompany you; after I’m done with my matters, I’ll pick you up at the restaurant and have lunch outside before returning to the mansion." Gu Yifeng arranged the itinerary for the next day while speaking.

Lin Youning knew from the heart that Big Brother was acting on a whim, surely because he heard about the things Gu Er said, thus he felt she was wronged.

Lin Youning looked at the person on the soft couch. His white robe, with a Jade Belt at his waist carrying a seal and Jade Pendant, without the pouch that young noblemen usually have.

Thinking about such a cold person, yet he pays attention to her feelings, never having made her feel wronged since childhood.

Lin Youning felt a wave of bitterness, without much thought, she spoke with some anger, "Big Brother, let me embroider a pouch for you."

Her voice was hoarse, but her face bore a sincere smile.

Gu Yifeng sighed inwardly, like a child who, having been wronged, feels better with a piece of candy. He showed a faint smile on his face, "Alright, once you’ve finished embroidering, have someone send it to the Woodland Pavilion."

Lin Youning only later regretted speaking impulsively; pouches, especially from a lady like her, were not casually given.

But thinking of Big Brother’s kindness, she felt it spontaneously.

Never mind, she always regarded Big Brother as a real brother; there’s nothing inappropriate for a sister to give a pouch to her brother.

Big Brother, who always valued rules, accepted it, showing that it wasn’t a problem.

As such, Lin Youning felt more at ease and even grew interested, "Big Brother, do you prefer plum blossoms or bamboo?"

"Embroider whatever you wish." Gu Yifeng, who usually didn’t wear those, didn’t mind.

Her happiness was all that mattered.

Lin Youning nodded. In her past life, she never did such things alone in her chamber; they seemed trivial, the pastime of frivolous hearts.

For someone with a tarnished reputation like hers, doing such things would only invite mockery.

Frankly, she wasn’t sure what would be good to make.

She would have to consult Shanmoi when the time came. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Gu Yifeng, seeing her well, didn’t linger, especially as the mansion had guests today and it wouldn’t be fitting to be seen.

After sending away Gu Yifeng, Lin Youning called Shanmoi in. Hearing that the lady wanted to make a pouch for the Marquis, Shanmoi pondered, "I’ve noticed, the Marquis doesn’t wear those at all."

"I remember Aunt gave me a bolt of snow-white satin fabric. I’ll use that to embroider bamboo leaves. Big Brother usually likes wearing white, so it won’t appear cumbersome." Lin Youning had no idea initially, but Shanmoi’s words sparked her inspiration.

Shanmoi was reluctant about that bolt, "Lady, that fabric was given to the old Madam by the Marquis. I heard that pure snow-white satin remains white no matter how many years pass. Only ten or so bolts are produced each year in Jiangnan, usually bestowed by the Royal Family. Isn’t it a waste to make a pouch out of it? I remember some other white satin fabric; why not use those?"

Lin Youning smiled, "It’s just a piece of fabric. Big Brother doesn’t want me to feel wronged, and always tries to make it up to me. His intention surpasses the worth of the fabric. Go ahead now, and since we’re leaving the mansion tomorrow, prepare; we’ll visit the Imperial College then."

Hearing they could leave the mansion, Shanmoi was also happy, agreeing before going to fetch the fabric.

Tingnan stood in the courtyard, although she served in the primary bedroom now, apparently there was no need for her other than standing outside, even the third-class maid had more status than her.

Like Shanmoi, she entered the residence together with her, yet Shanmoi was treated differently. How could Tingnan feel good about it?

Guests at the mansion dined at the Yingshui Courtyard; Mrs. Dong also sent someone to call Lin Youning, who was busy making the pouch, and declined.

It was Jingfu, the chief maid beside Mrs. Dong, who returned to the Yingshui Courtyard and mentioned the snow-white satin, "Miss Lin is making a pouch with the snow-white satin bestowed during the New Year."

Mrs. Dong hailed from the Imperial Tutor Mansion, but her family wasn’t affluent. When the goods bestowed by the palace arrived during the New Year, Mrs. Dong coveted that piece of fabric, intending to make a top for her daughter.

Yet it was given to Shi’an Garden by the Marquis, and she naturally couldn’t contest it, but didn’t expect the old Madam to favor Sister Lin so, giving her the fabric.

Things they couldn’t have, Sister Lin used for a pouch—wasteful extravagance. Mrs. Dong felt distressed upon hearing.

Sister Hui watched her mother’s stern expression and waved for people to leave, then approached to support her mother’s arm, "Everyone is still waiting, Mother, let’s go over."

Seeing her daughter’s calm demeanor, Mrs. Dong calmed down a bit.

Indeed, there were guests at the mansion.

The old Madam was always partial to Sister Lin—was it worth fussing over a piece of fabric?

Everything in this mansion seemed catered to Sister Lin.

Luckily, her daughter was sensible and not short-sighted; she was worse off than her daughter.

After entertaining guests in the flower hall and 보내,letting her daughter rest, Mrs. Dong finally sat on the soft couch.

"Send word to Jinghe Courtyard that Sister Lin made a pouch with the snow-white satin." She couldn’t believe Mrs. Kong wouldn’t be envious.

Jingfu bowed and exited.

That night before sleeping, Mrs. Kong heard of it. Sitting at her vanity, the image in the copper mirror was blurry, masking the sarcastic expression on her face.

"Madam, you mustn’t meddle. The First Madam must be envious and doesn’t want a bad reputation, hence had the message sent here. Normally, this courtyard is strictly disciplined; what affairs ever reach Madam’s ears? This particular matter did—its intention is right before us." Nanny Guan advised by her side.

Madam had only settled for two days. If things stirred up again, what then?

Mrs. Kong removed the hairpins from her updo, "Look at what Nanny says; how obvious, how could I fall for it? Moreover, hence forth I’ll be a steady Second Madam—fortune is seen in the future."

Nanny Guan’s eyes subtly twitched, "Madam is right, we’ll just observe from aside."