It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

noon.

Yuan Buwei was about to feed Lu Sui as usual, but she saw him staring at her without opening his mouth.

"Young Marquis, you must have a lot to say to me now. Let's eat first. The food will be inedible if it gets cold."

Lu Sui was annoyed by the tone of coaxing a child, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Yuan Buwei fed him a mouthful of rice.

"Yuan, Yuan Buwei!"

"Young Marquis, don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping."

What do you mean?

She still wants to sleep in the same bed with me?

However, thinking back on the days when Yuan Buwei had taken care of me, she basically lived in the outer room. No matter when I woke up at night and coughed lightly, she would come in with a candle, and would either change my mattress or pour me some water to soothe my throat, taking care of every detail. If my biological mother were still alive, she might not be as meticulous as she was.

But Lu Sui thought the next second that every time Yuan Buwei changed his bandages, she would strip naked and check each wound one by one.

Is it the same when she takes care of others?

The woman is fine.

What about the man?

"Young Marquis, what's wrong?" Yuan Buwei looked at Lu Sui chewing rice with a wandering look in his eyes. Suddenly, he stared upwards with fierce eyes, as if he wanted to glare a hole in the ceiling.

"Are you really planning to go to the palace to see the emperor tomorrow?" Lu Sui would not say what he was thinking at the moment, lest Yuan Buwei say something embarrassing again. "If the emperor hadn't taken the initiative to see you, you would probably have been turned away."

"Young Marquis, are you worried about me?" Yuan Buwei put down the spoon and looked at Lu Sui with a smile.

Lu Sui felt uneasy when Yuan Buwei stared at him, so he quickly said, "Eat first, and we'll talk after dinner."

"Young Marquis, you are such a kind person, so considerate of me." Yuan Buwei was deeply moved.

Lu Sui: “…”

Why do I feel so uncomfortable when hearing these words?

After eating, I rested for a while.

Lu Sui couldn't help but ask, "Can you tell me now?"

"It seems that the young marquis is really worried about me." Yuan Buwei wiped her hands and sat back on the edge of the bed. "We let Old Madam Mu suffer such a big loss. She is too embarrassed to make a scene, but with Mu Qing's temper, she can't swallow this bad breath."

Lu Sui never thought that one day, the deputy general who had fought with him through thick and thin would become the object of his headache: "It was my negligence. If I had known earlier that she was a girl and drawn a clear line between us in time, she wouldn't have become as paranoid as she is now."

"I don't think she likes the young marquis."

Lu Sui frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Senior Sister said that when people like or fall in love with someone, they are actually finding the most satisfied self in the other person. For example, I treat you well and keep giving to you because I want someone to treat me the same way." Yuan Buwei tilted her head and looked at Lu Sui. "If Mu Qing wants to achieve the same results as her grandmother, strength alone is far from enough. Sometimes she also needs luck and companions."

"I know this. Old Madam Mu followed her husband in many battles and learned many combat techniques from him. Of course, I am not questioning her ability, but after her husband passed away, she never achieved any brilliant results. Later, she was plagued by injuries and illnesses, and she retired as she got older."

"Let's get back to Mu Qing. As her superior, you know her strength best. And you, as her superior, are the best shortcut for her to achieve her goals. I can't see how much she likes you, but I can see her desire for you."

Yuan Buwei's analysis made Lu Sui suddenly realize: "No wonder, I always feel something is wrong, especially what she said, as if I am not a person, but something she is determined to get."

"Understand what she is thinking. Next time you face her, you won't be afraid of being morally blackmailed by her." Yuan Buwei smiled softly, "Young Marquis, can I have a deal with you?"

She helped him to solve his doubts, and Lu Sui's annoyance was swept away. Naturally, he agreed quickly: "Go ahead."

"Can you please not call me by my first name next time?"

Seeing Lu Sui in a daze, Yuan Buwei lowered her head and began to act again: "On the day of the wedding, we didn't have a wedding ceremony. Now my mother-in-law has handed over the power of the family to me. There are so many eyes on me in the Wanning Marquis's Mansion. If I do something wrong, I don't know if I will be drowned in their spit."

"No, I didn't understand. Me calling you by your name is different from you being the head of the family, right?"

"It's my parents-in-law's business to recognize me as their daughter-in-law, but I'm marrying you. Only if you recognize me as your wife, will the people in Wanning Marquis's Mansion truly take me seriously." Yuan Buwei sighed, "The young marquis always calls me by my full name, and he calls me so loudly. The servants in the courtyard are not deaf. Even if they don't say it openly, they will definitely talk about me in private."

"Let them talk about you and see what happens!" Lu Sui didn't realize that his emotions were again being controlled by Yuan Buwei, but after calming down, he began to reflect on himself. When he was with Yuan Buwei, it was indeed as she said. Not only did he call her by her full name, he also always took out his anger on her.

She is not his enemy, nor has she caused him any harm. Instead, she has always been taking care of him and guiding him.

Reflect on yourself.

For a moment, Lu Sui was filled with guilt.

"I...I wasn't...you know, at that time, I really..."

"Young Marquis, I understand how you felt at that time, so I never bothered with you. Now that your health has improved, I will naturally ask you for something..." Yuan Buwei approached Lu Sui, "Is this not too much?"

This request was not excessive at all, but it made Lu Sui feel extremely guilty.

"Then, then I should call you Bu, Bu Wei from now on?" Lu Sui swallowed his saliva. Why did his mouth become dry just by calling a name?

"not good!"

Yuan Buwei shook her head: "Buwei is a name used between relatives. The young marquis is my husband, so you should call me more intimately."

Lu Sui felt even more dry-mouthed after hearing what Yuan Buwei said.

"Then, what should I call you? Bu'er? Wei'er? That doesn't sound nice. Calling you madam or madam is very vulgar. I can't say that."

Seeing Lu Sui’s serious expression, Yuan Buwei couldn’t help but burst out laughing and moved forward a little.

She put her lips close to his ear: "Call me Avi."

The hot air mixed with the charming voice poured into Lu Sui's ears.

His breath choked, and the taut string in his head broke with a "ding" sound. His whole body was hot from the inside out, and the blush on his face spread all the way to his ears. His eyes flickered and his lips opened, but no sound came out.

"Young Marquis, don't you want to call me that?" Yuan Buwei sighed, leaning on Lu Sui's chest.

“No…” Lu Sui kept his eyes fixed downwards, because as soon as he lowered his head, he would meet Yuan Buwei’s eyes.

"Young Marquis, can you please shout so I can hear you?"