Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 472 The "Frustrated" Young Marquis in a World of Female Dominance 26

There was a little emotion in the second princess' voice, but not much:

"Why don't you let the servants do these jobs? Be careful not to get rough with your hands."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Wei Shimu suddenly turned around, his voice thick with disbelief. Hmm, perfect expression management.

"Your Highness, you finally came to see me,"

As if finally confirmed, Wei Shimu's face was filled with joy and delight. He dropped the water scoop in his hand, lifted his robe, and ran towards the Second Princess. He threw his arms around her neck, tears welling up in his eyes, quickly soaking a section of her dress.

"I thought His Highness would never want me again in this life..."

The voice was choked and broken.

"Okay, okay,"

The Second Princess was suddenly hugged by a soft and fragrant woman. Her body froze for a moment, and her expression was a little embarrassed.

Yesterday, someone gave her a Pekingese dog, saying it was very humane and comparable to the Husky that Marquis Lu owned. She had the dog sent to the side yard and assigned a servant to take care of it.

It just so happened that this side yard where dogs were kept was adjacent to Wei Shimu's small yard.

The second princess came here specially today to play with the dog for a while, and she felt that the dog was just so-so and could not compare to Lu Liluo's cool one.

Just as she was feeling disappointed, she overheard the conversation coming from this side. Out of curiosity, she stood at the door and watched for a while. At first, she didn't recognize who the "servant" was that the servant was talking about.

It was not until she saw his face that the Second Princess remembered Wei Shimu.

I have to say that two years is enough time for people to forget a lot of unpleasant things.

The man in her arms was slender and pitiful, with a uniquely masculine scent. The Second Princess's lustful nature took over, and she finally reached out and patted Wei Shimu's slender waist.

"It's good that you know you were wrong. Don't act recklessly again in the future."

"I have already acknowledged my mistake. I beg Your Highness to have mercy on me..."

Wei Shimu raised his eyes to tears, leaning against the Second Princess in an extremely weak posture. The Second Princess paused her hand on his waist.

After a moment of silence that seemed like a verdict to Wei Shimu—

"This courtyard is too simple. I will send someone to pick you up in the evening."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Wei Shimu was surprised and happy, and his heart couldn't help but jump for joy: It worked, it worked, he finally had a chance to turn things around!

But he still suppressed his joy and bowed politely with a shy and reserved look:

"Shi Mu respectfully sends His Highness off!"

Wei Shimu now endured humiliation and understood the principle of knowing when to quit. If the Second Princess stayed in this small courtyard for any longer, she might recall some unpleasant things.

You never know when the invitation to sleep with your partner will be canceled.

Before leaving, Mo Yu secretly stuffed a bulging sachet filled with ten taels of silver into the sleeve of the servant behind the second princess.

At night, Wei Shimu finally managed to serve the emperor in bed smoothly, needless to say, he used all his skills.

Afterwards, the Second Princess was quite satisfied. Although she didn't grant Wei Shimu the Fertility Fruit, she did ask him to move back to the side courtyard of Lingxiao Pavilion... where he originally lived.

Although he felt a little disappointed, this result was already very good for Wei Shimu.

His current position was only that of a minor servant, so he definitely couldn't live in the main courtyard of Lingxiao Pavilion. However, Lingxiao Pavilion was much closer to the Second Princess's courtyard, so even living in the side courtyard would be much better than that shabby courtyard.

As for the pregnancy fruit, as long as he can serve him in bed, there will always be a chance to get it.

In this way, Wei Shimu, accompanied by Mo Yu and supported by Liu, entered the gate of Lingxiao Pavilion. However, the master and servant discovered that the main courtyard of Lingxiao Pavilion seemed to have been occupied for a long time, and was not empty as Wei Shimu had thought.

"Hey, isn't this Wei Shijun?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into his ears. Wei Shimu looked up and saw Luo Qiu Shui being surrounded by a group of servants and walking out of the main courtyard gate.

Looking at his expression at this moment, he seemed to be smiling:

"Hello, Wei Shijun! Are you feeling poetic again? Are you reminiscing about the courtyard you once lived in?"

"Would you like me to make room for you?"

These words were sarcastic and full of connotations - Wei Shimu's mood was as if frozen by frost and snow, and he felt cold in an instant.

Perhaps it was because of these few words, or perhaps it was because he discovered that the Second Princess actually let Luo Qiu Shui, a "substitute", live in his former courtyard, or perhaps it was - he looked at Luo Qiu Shui almost in a daze.

Can two years really allow a young prostitute from Mingyue Pavilion to completely shed his worldly air?

Luo Qiu Shui in front of him was radiant and had a noble and elegant temperament. It was obvious that he had been extremely pampered and lived a life of luxury in the past two years.

Especially the silk robe he was wearing at the moment, which was both understated and luxurious, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. Perhaps it was the material that had become popular in the past two years? Unfortunately, Wei Shimu found that he could no longer pronounce the name of this material.

But he knew that this was definitely not something a "servant of the king" could wear.

Sure enough, it seemed to confirm Wei Shimu's guess—

"Oh my Lord, why are you so polite to a servant?"

The servant behind Luo Qiushui said dissatisfiedly:

"This Wei Shijun is unfaithful to her husband. Everyone in the mansion knows this. This reputation has spread throughout the entire capital!"

"And yet you still respect him like this."

"In my opinion, such a person is not worthy of entering our High Heaven Pavilion. He deserves to be swept out with a big broom!"

Another servant followed suit and spat viciously:

"Pah, you smell so bad, don't dirty the soil in our yard!"

"Cai Shan, Hong Ya, you can't say that about Wei Shijun."

Luo Qiushui smiled indifferently:

"At least Wei Shijun is an old man who has served His Highness. Although he made a serious mistake, he may have corrected it."

"As the saying goes, knowing one's fault and being able to correct it is the greatest virtue. What do you think, Wei Shijun?"

"you!"

The master and servants were in unison, squeezing each other out. The uncle could tolerate it, but the aunt couldn't. Wei Shimu almost lost his temper.

She was just a lowly prostitute from the Mingyue Pavilion, who had only been in the limelight for a few days, yet she dared to laugh at him to his face. No matter how down and out he was, Wei Shimu was still the eldest son of the current Dali Temple Minister. How could a young prostitute from the Mingyue Pavilion compare to him?

But he knew that at this moment, the situation was stronger than people.

No matter how unwilling I am, I have to swallow my anger.

Wei Shimu broke free from Mo Yu's grasp and bowed, "Greetings, Lord Luo!"

"Mr. Luo, I appreciate your advice. Shi Mu accepts it."

Wow, the male protagonist actually swallowed such a huge grievance. His two-year dormant life in the courtyard was really extraordinary.

Luo Qiushui smiled silently, remaining noncommittal. After all, his master only wanted him to slowly wear down Wei Shimu's luck. Wouldn't that be a good outcome?

Then he said:

"Since that's the case, Lord Wei has worked hard all night. Please return to the side courtyard and rest. Remember to be careful with your words and actions from now on, and don't cause trouble for His Highness again."

"Yes. I will follow your instructions~"

The moment he bowed his head, Wei Shimu almost bit his teeth to pieces...