Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

When Minister Li returned home, Qin Yurou and Li Zong were having dinner.

"No, I have to talk to him." Li Zong put down his chopsticks and was about to go to his father's yard.

"What do you want to talk about? The woman, or the child?"

"I just want to know where the money comes from for him to support other women. You live frugally every day, but he uses the money to support other women. The more I think about it, the angrier I get."

Qin Yurou felt warm in her heart, at least he knew how hard she worked.

"Talk nicely, don't quarrel."

The servant was bringing food to the master, but when he saw the young master coming, he quickly retreated.

"Dad, why don't you come home these days?"

Li Da was a little embarrassed: "I have some things to take care of."

"Dad, your monthly salary goes to the accounting office. Where do you get the money to support a woman outside? Yu Rou earns one ounce of silver a day and wishes she could get eight pieces. Why don't you give some to help with the family expenses?"

Li Da's expression immediately turned serious: "Are you still controlling your father?"

"Dad, you're old, what does that woman want from you? Of course it's money. Don't be cheated and then help her count the money."

"How old am I? Am I not only in my early forties? Your mother only knows how to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures every day. In the past, when I returned home, she would come out to greet me and say a few words. But now, she doesn't even show her face."

Li Zong was dissatisfied: "Then why don't you go to mother's place and see her? If you say a few soft words, mother will have a way out, right?"

Two faces appeared in Li Da's mind: one was the young and charming concubine, and the other was the wife whose beauty had faded. He shook his head: "I am the head of the family. When did I have to live my life according to other people's wishes?"

"I'm tired, let's do it tomorrow!"

"Dad, please give me some money to spend. I have to ask for money every time I spend a few ounces of silver. It's too embarrassing."

Li Da opened the small compartment on the desk and took out a hundred taels of silver from it and handed it to Li Zong: "Spend it sparingly."

Li Zong's eyes lit up. "Dad, where did you get so much money? Is it from other people as a gift to you? Is the Ministry of Rites very profitable? How about I go and work there?"

Li Da looked at his son's lackluster appearance and shook his head. "Just stay in the Hanlin Academy! By the way, when will you be back on duty?"

Li Zong pointed at his leg and said, "Dad, tell Old Wang from the Hanlin Academy that I want to take another half month off."

Li Da knew what his son was thinking. He reminded Li Zong, "Qin Yurou is very smart. You should also be smart and don't let her control you to death."

Li Zong was proud: "Dad, I have more experience than you in dealing with women."

As the two were talking, a strong wind started to blow outside, the sky became gloomy, and it seemed like it was going to rain heavily.

Li Zong left and a maid came towards him with tea and bowed slightly to him. Li Zong smelled a strong fragrance on her body. He was stunned for a moment and then went back to his yard.

The rain got heavier late into the night.

Qin Yurou sat up uneasily. She felt a little palpitated and extremely anxious.

Li Zong put his arm around her waist and held her in his arms, asking her in a daze what was wrong.

"I just don't feel at ease. I always feel like something is going to go wrong."

"What could possibly happen in the middle of the night? At worst, there's a leak somewhere in the house, or the roof collapses somewhere. My parents are here, and I'm here too. What's there to worry about?"

"But I just can't sleep."

Li Zong laughed: "It's easy to deal with not being able to sleep? How about another try?"

Qin Yurou said in a charming voice: "Hateful."

Li Zong could tell from her voice that she had no objection, so he became more cheerful.

There are sounds of wind and rain outside, but only charming sounds inside the house.

Early the next morning, Li Da went to the morning court. When he left the house, he saw his concubine's maid sitting at the door, soaking wet.

"What are you doing here?"

The girl stood up and walked over to the master crying: "Yesterday, my aunt was frightened and the child was not saved. My aunt asked me to call the master, but I knocked on the door for a long time and no one opened it."

When Li Da heard this, he became anxious and quickly got on the carriage to Taohua Lane.

The courtyard of Taohua Lane was littered with fallen leaves, and the concubine's sobbing could be heard in the house. Li Da couldn't help but frown.

The concubine was lying on the bed, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood in the room. Li Da stood beside the bed with some disgust and asked her what was wrong?

The concubine's hair was disheveled, her eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was haggard yet beautiful.

"Yesterday it was windy and rainy. I woke up at night and found a mouse in the house. It was a particularly large mouse. I screamed in fright and then bumped into the corner of the table. I lost my baby."

Li Da suddenly felt a sense of relief. He pulled two silver notes from his sleeve and said, "Here are five hundred taels. Take this and leave the capital! You can go back home or get married."

The concubine's eyes were full of grievance: "Master, you don't want me anymore?"

Li Da sighed and said, "You know that my marriage was arranged by the late emperor. Even the emperor knows that I have a mistress outside. Moreover, the ministers in the court reported me because they learned that you were pregnant. I felt pity for the child in your belly, so I kept it to myself. Now the child is gone, and I am old. I gave you a way out, and I also gave myself a way out. If the emperor gets angry and investigates, both our lives will be lost."

"But it's only five hundred taels of silver. How can it be enough for me to live on?"

Li Da sneered, "You've been with me for a few years now, so you've saved up a few thousand taels. Don't play dumb. From today on, I won't be coming here again."

Li Da got on the carriage, feeling relaxed.

He rested with his eyes slightly closed, his mind still recalling the ecstasy of the girl who took the initiative to throw herself into his arms last night. That girl was Qiuhong, who was by the mistress's side. She would not dare to climb into the bed without the mistress's permission.

Li Da was very proud that his wife used this trick to keep him, so he gave his wife a way out and went to the Buddhist temple at night to ask her to go back to sleep.

Ye Youlan felt that her days were particularly fulfilling. During the day, she studied painting and calligraphy with the Seventh Prince, and in the meantime, she was still thinking about her business. This time, she set her sights on the small bags that girls carried when they went out.

She described several small bag styles to Xiaomei, and Xiaomei accurately relayed them to the embroiderer in the mansion.

"This time the small package is free of charge."

"Isn't that a big loss?"

"We're selling big gift packages this time. Put rouge, powder, and lip balm in the small packages, and increase the price of these things by 30%. Got it?"

"understood."

Xiaomei will go to arrange it.

Ye Youlan went to the prince's study and asked the guards outside to stay away. Every time she and the Seventh Prince were intimate, she felt a little guilty at the thought of being overheard by those outside. What she couldn't accept the most was that the ancients would call for water after making love at night. Wouldn't that tell everyone what they had done in the room? It was too shameful.

The Seventh Prince knew that she didn't like this, so at night he would ask the maid to bring in hot water and then leave, and he would help her wash up. He was very considerate.

Ye Youlan thought it was no wonder that novels about time travel to ancient times were so popular. Who would refuse a prince with such a good personality?

Ye Youlan came in and saw the prince sitting at the desk processing letters. She did not go over to disturb him, but stood there quietly admiring him.