Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Upon hearing the Marquis's question, Mo Lan nodded and said, "Yes, Lan Lan knows. Grandmother was very angry and broke a lot of things." She didn't want to hide it, since the servants would report it anyway, so she might as well tell them herself.

"What about your grandmother's health?" the old Marquis asked with concern. The Second Master also looked at Mo Lan with concern.

"Your two great-uncles must know about my grandmother's troubles. It's understandable that she's upset and angry, but I've already comforted her, and she's resting now. Her mood won't completely improve anytime soon, so I'll keep trying to help. That's why I was thinking of inviting you two great-uncles to Lan Courtyard for a meal tomorrow, to talk about the food and restaurants, and have a lively chat. This way, my grandmother can distract herself. If she doesn't think about that, she'll feel much better. Otherwise, I'm really worried she'll get sick from all the stress, since she's getting old and can't keep up with her younger days. I wonder if Lanlan's arrangement is appropriate?" Mo Lan spoke sincerely, her expression genuine; she truly meant what she said.

The Marquis and the Second Master nodded repeatedly after hearing her words; the girl's words made sense. With more people around, it would be more lively, and they could talk to each other, which would help Wang Shi stop thinking so much and make her feel more cheerful.

"Alright, go ahead. I'll leave your grandmother in your care. Please comfort her. We'll definitely go to Lan Courtyard tomorrow at noon." After saying this, the old Marquis waved his hand, signaling Mo Lan to take her leave.

"Brother, this girl is quite composed. Even after such a thing happened, you can see she didn't panic when she came in. Her expression was normal. This composure is extraordinary. No wonder you value her, and no wonder Ling Feng took a liking to her. She truly has exceptional qualities." The Second Master said to his elder brother after Mo Lan left the room. He had heard a lot about Mo Lan and had a certain understanding of her.

“You’re not mistaken, this girl is extraordinary, very poised. That’s why I admire her. Although she doesn’t meet the typical expectations of a young lady from a respectable family, she lives more freely. I visited the estate last time and saw how life is there; I think life there is more carefree.” A longing gleamed in the old Marquis’s eyes. He held a high position and great power, but he was too tired. After decades of hard work, he longed for a peaceful and stable life.

"Hearing what you say, brother, I'd like to go and take a look too. After we finish dealing with matters at court and settle things in the manor, I'll accompany you to the estate to work on the forging process. I've heard it's not hot there in the summer, making it a great place to escape the heat," the second master nodded in agreement.

"Alright, let's go together then and experience the life of a farmer." The old Marquis finished speaking and chuckled.

Mo Lan left the study and, accompanied by the steward, found the purchasing manager. She told him what vegetables she needed, and the purchasing manager hurriedly nodded in agreement. Of course, Miss Lan was followed by the head steward of the Marquis's mansion, so how could he dare to object?

After making the arrangements, Mo Lan returned to Lan Courtyard and went into the inner room. She saw that Wang Shi was still curled up in bed, not moving. She went over to check on her and found that Wang Shi was not sleeping soundly, as her brows were furrowed.

Mo Lan tiptoed out of the inner room and instructed Xia Yu to go to the Lady of the Marquis's residence and inform her that Madam Wang was feeling unwell and that they would not be visiting her today.

When Xia Yu returned, Mo Lan was thinking about something. At first, she didn't notice, but when her gaze inadvertently swept over Xia Yu, she found that her expression was not good.

"What's wrong?" Mo Lan asked.

Xia Yu's expression changed when she saw Mo Lan ask the question. She originally didn't want to say anything, but since the old lady was so angry earlier, the young lady must be very troubled. She didn't want to add to the young lady's worries, but since the young lady asked, she couldn't not answer.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu knelt down and said, "Reporting to Miss, I just went to Madam Hou's place. Madam Er was there too. When she saw me, she asked Madam Hou for me back. Madam Hou said that I belonged to the Old Mistress and Miss, and she couldn't make the decision. Madam Er said that she had already promised me to the Sixth Young Master as his concubine, and the date had even been set for the 28th of this month. She also said that my parents had already agreed. She just wanted to ask Madam Hou's opinion so that she could ask the Old Mistress for me back. That way, it would look better on the surface."

Mo Lan sneered. This was just making things worse for her. Her grandmother was so angry, and not only were they watching and laughing, but they were also eyeing the people around her. Although Xia Yu had originally served the Second Madam, she had been prepared for her grandmother by the Grand Madam long before that. Want Xia Yu? No way!

"Get up. Since you've come with me, no one will leave unless I agree." Mo Lan was already angry, and her voice was cold at this moment.

"Miss, the Second Madam has already sent someone to say that she is willing to give you a head maid and wants to take me in. When the time comes, she will formally marry me and let me serve the Sixth Young Master," Xia Yu said to Mo Lan.

They can't wait any longer, they've even sent people. Does the Second Madam really not want me to have an easy time?

"Mother Bai, go out and tell her that Grandmother and I are not feeling well and do not want to see anyone today. Whoever comes, tell them to go back." Mo Lan suppressed her anger. She did not want to argue today and did not want anyone to cause trouble in Lan Courtyard. Her grandmother was not feeling well at the moment, and she did not want to disturb her peace.

"Yes, this old servant obeys." Granny Bai replied and went out.

"Xia Yu, although I want to keep you by my side, you have to make up your mind. If your parents come and order you around, or beg you, or if they want to buy your freedom, will you listen to them?" Mo Lan asked Xia Yu. People here value filial piety, and she needed to understand Xia Yu's meaning. She didn't want to stand up for her and keep her, only for Xia Yu to agree to her parents' demands out of filial piety; otherwise, she would be caught in the middle.

“Miss, my mother has long since passed away. Since then, no one in the family has been truly kind to me. Although my father is from the Marquis's mansion, all he thinks about is making me his concubine so that he can also become rich and powerful.”

"My current mother wants to sell me for money, but I refuse to buy my freedom. I don't want to leave you, Miss. We haven't been together for long, but I know you've never looked down on me; you've always cared for me. You're good to me, and it warms my heart. My hesitation is only because I don't want to upset you or put you in a difficult position." As Xia Yu spoke, tears streamed down her face.

"Get up. I understand what you mean. I won't make things difficult for you. If you don't want to, no one can take you away." Mo Lan said as she helped Xia Yu up.

Granny Bai turned back and reported that she had already sent the person away.

Mo Lan nodded after listening, but her eyes were looking outside, wondering if she would finally have some peace and quiet today.

Mo Lan drank a cup of tea but couldn't calm down, so she asked Xia Yu to get her some brush and ink. She started writing and drawing, since no one but herself could understand what she was writing, and she wasn't afraid of others seeing it.

"Why won't you let us in! We demand to see our aunt. We are Xia Yu's parents. Can't we even see our own daughter? What kind of unreasonable master is this?"

A commotion arose outside, and Mo Lan paused, her ink stains spreading across the white paper.

Mo Lan looked at Xia Yu, whose face was pale. She hadn't been wrong; Xia Yu really wasn't letting anyone have peace and quiet. "Xia Yu, go to the inner room and stay with my grandmother."

Mo Lan gave the order, and Xia Yu nodded and went into the inner room. Mo Lan glanced at Granny Bai, who then took the order and left.

A moment later, Granny Bai led in four people. Leading them were a middle-aged couple, followed by a maid and an old woman. Mo Lan guessed that the maid and the old woman were probably people from the Second Madam's side, who had come along to assert their influence.

Mo Lan sat there, looking very composed, holding a teacup in her hand, watching the person who had come.

The four entered the room and saw that only Mo Lan was seated. They casually bowed to Mo Lan and greeted her.

Mo Lan took a sip of water and didn't call for them to get up, but the four of them got up on their own, clearly not taking Mo Lan seriously.

"Miss Lan, is the old lady here?" The woman in the lead asked before Mo Lan could speak.

"Who are you?" Mo Lan didn't answer her question, but asked softly instead.

"This old servant is Xia Yu's mother, known in the manor as Old Servant Cui Mama. This man beside me is Xia Yu's father, whom the manor respectfully calls Steward Xia. This is Liu Mama, a capable maidservant of the Second Madam. This young lady is Qiu Shi, a first-class maidservant of the Second Madam. We have come to request an audience with the Old Madam." Madam Cui was quite forthcoming, introducing not only herself but also the other three.

"Grandmother is not feeling well and is resting. If there is nothing urgent, you may return." Mo Lan glanced at the four of them, served tea, and saw them off.

"Miss Lan, please forgive me, but this old servant has urgent business to discuss with you, Madam. I hope Miss Lan will inform you. Thank you, Miss Lan." Granny Cui hurriedly bowed to Mo Lan, unwilling to leave just like that.

"Is something important? Speak," Mo Lan said softly, lowering her eyes.

"Well? Perhaps Miss Lan should inform the old lady herself. I'm afraid Miss Lan can't make the decision on this." Granny Cui hesitated, unwilling to discuss the matter with Mo Lan.

“Grandmother has finally gotten some rest. If we disturb her and worsen her condition, I can’t bear the responsibility. Can you bear the responsibility for me?” Mo Lan’s face turned cold, and her voice sounded much sterner.

Seeing that Mo Lan's expression had changed, Granny Cui glanced at her husband and said, "Since the old lady is unwell, this old servant will not disturb her any longer. Please, Miss Lan, allow us to see my daughter."

Mo Lan looked at her, her eyes flickering. She hadn't even addressed her as "old servant" anymore, directly using "I"—how could she possibly look down on herself? Although she said she didn't care about such things, in the Marquis's mansion, these were basic rules they were taught. Why didn't they follow them in front of her? Clearly, they had been gossiping about her behind her back, saying she was used to being the one to speak.