Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Marquis Yongding wanted to put on airs, so he snorted lightly to express his dissatisfaction and said nothing more.

The Marquis's wife smiled amiably, but her words were full of ulterior motives:

"Oh, Xiaoyun finally got up. If the Marquis didn't have to attend court today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wait for your tea."

Chu Xiaoyun was a little at a loss.

Before I married into the Marquis's Mansion, the Marquis and his wife were very polite to me and treated me like their own daughter.

You've just entered the palace, has your attitude changed so quickly?

In fact, we are all experienced people. It is normal for a young couple to be a little noisy on their wedding night and get up late the next day.

The kinder elders would probably just make a few jokes and then let it go.

If they were serious, they would just mention it and say a few words, no one would take it so seriously like the Marquis and his wife.

Chu Xiaoyun felt a layer of black fog covering her eyes in a trance, and then she tried to convince herself.

"I was rude and wrong in the first place. They are the elders, so you should apologize first. If they don't respond, then it's their fault."

She took a deep breath and apologized:

"Mom, I got up late..."

Before he could finish the rest of his words, he was interrupted by Que Yu.

"Mother, it's my fault. I was too busy these days and was exhausted. I thought that we were the only family in the mansion and there was no need to worry about too many details, so I let Ayun accompany me to rest for a while."

The Marquis's face froze, and she didn't know how to refute.

It means that the mansion is all about detail, or that the mansion cannot have too much rest.

The only thing I can complain about is that they don't respect their elders, but my son is the one who led the charge, so should I slap him in the face?

Deng.

The Marquis placed the teacup on the table and said:

"Forget it, just serve tea and don't delay things."

The maid beside her quickly brought over a tray with two cups of tea. Chu Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief and immediately wanted to reach out to take the teacups.

Speaking of dissatisfaction, the Marquis was more dissatisfied and cold-blooded towards her than the Marquis's wife.

But he cared more about his face and reputation, so he kept the difficult things in secret.

Que Yu noticed the steam coming out of the teacup with his sharp eyes, realized something was wrong, and stood in front of her to reach out to take it.

Sure enough, the hand that touched the teacup turned red.

He has a dull sense and remains calm even when touching a scalding hot teacup.

If it were Chu Xiaoyun, who was brought up in pampered status, she would probably overturn the teacup the moment she touched it, and then the two men would use this as an excuse to scold her.

Oh, I should have known that earlier.

How can a person who is capable of abandoning his own child have a compassionate heart?

It was only because of the power of Chu Xiaoyun's family that he pretended to be so high and mighty before the wedding. Now that he has entered the mansion, he immediately wants to be humble.

Que Yu raised the corners of his lips sarcastically and said:

"My parents raised me, so I should offer you two tea to show my filial piety. Husband and wife are one, and since Ayun and I are married, let's offer tea together."

He signaled Chu Xiaoyun with his eyes to take his hand.

The two of them served tea to them with Que Yu holding the teacup and Chu Xiaoyun holding his hand.

The Marquis and his wife both looked unhappy, firstly because they had failed to achieve their goal, and secondly because they were slapped in the face by their son.

They didn't know that Chu Xiaoyun had such a great influence on their son.

It seems that my son needs a good lesson.

The Marquis's eyes intimidated his wife, who was about to go to get the tea out of concern for her son, and she placed her hands on both sides of her body and refused to move.

The water in the teacup was boiling hot, and even Que Yu, who had thick skin, felt a little pain as he held it there all the time.

Now, it depends on who surrenders first.

No matter what, the son cannot defeat his father. If he refuses to accept the tea, the son cannot force him.

By the time word gets out that the daughter-in-law didn't even serve tea properly, it would damage Chu Xiaoyun's reputation.

If it was Meng Wenjin here, he would be in a dilemma.

Twenty years of upbringing made it difficult for him to develop any rebellious mentality towards his parents.

Even though he had strongly opposed the idea of ​​getting married for the sake of auspiciousness, all he could do was to delay the time and find a famous doctor to solve the problem.

Que Yu was different. He had no fear of Marquis Yongding.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she lightly mentioned another matter:

"Father, I will accompany Ayun back home in two days. Father and father-in-law have had some dealings in the court, so he should understand his character. I will need your advice on the return gift."

Speaking of Chu Xiaoyun's father, Marquis Yongding thought of the stubborn and daughter-loving temperament of the Dali Temple Minister. His heart trembled and he took his hand away.

After all, Marquis Yongding made things difficult for Chu Xiaoyun the next day.

But I feel that with Meng Wenjin's personality, she will definitely not speak ill of her parents in front of outsiders.

What they did was a bit excessive, but Chu Xiaoyun had just married into the family, so they could barely cover it up by setting up some rules.

If she gets involved, she won't be able to escape blame when she's accused.

But if her own son went to complain to his father-in-law, he would have a legitimate reason to seek justice for his daughter.

Marquis Yongding's face turned pale. He took the tea, took a sip, and without even his mouth touching the wall of the cup, he slammed the teacup onto the table.

Then he left, saying that he had official business to attend to.

The Marquis's wife acted according to her husband's mood. Now that her support was gone and she felt sorry for her son, she naturally would not continue to pester him.

After drinking the tea, she handed Chu Xiaoyun a wooden box containing jewelry as a gift, then said she had a headache and went back to the inner room.

Once you pass the tea-serving stage, everything else will be easy.

Yin Qian originally liked her cousin Chu Xiaoyun, but she was also living in the Marquis's Mansion and had no rights.

The atmosphere was tense just now. She was so scared that she couldn't even speak, and she had no right to quarrel with her uncle and aunt for her cousin's wife.

Now that she had passed the test, she accepted the gift from Chu Xiaoyun and quickly changed her words with a smile:

"Cousin."

"Ah."

Chu Xiaoyun had no intention of reminiscing about the past with Yin Qian, so she pulled Que Yu back to the room.

She took the ointment that Chunying brought to her and carefully applied it to Que Yu's red and swollen hands, looking focused and distressed.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Que Yu answered seriously, he really didn't think the burns on his hands were a big deal.

"How can it not hurt when the water is so hot?"

Chu Xiaoyun could feel the steam rising from the teacup through Que Yu's hand, let alone Que Yu who was touching the wall of the cup directly.

She bit the soft flesh inside her lip and applied the medicine very gently, feeling so heartbroken that she almost cried.

Que Yu looked at the tears hanging in her eyes, about to fall, and couldn't help but lean over and suck them into his mouth.

It was salty, bitter, and tasted bad, but he was fascinated by it.

Que Yu never shed a tear.

To him, tears were a sign of weakness.

But when he saw Chu Xiaoyun shedding tears for him, he actually felt a strange feeling of excitement.

Chu Xiaoyun felt the wetness in her eyes and looked up in surprise, then Que Yu kissed her on the back of her neck.