Chapter Thirteen: It's Fine to Get Used to It Gradually

  "She's been here. We told her the master was out and would return today, but she didn't believe us and waited in the main hall for half a day." The man in purple continued to reply.

  "Where is grandma?"

  "Fortunately, Old Lady Wang returned to Young Master's estate yesterday." The person in purple let out a visible sigh of relief.

  It's clear that these two old men will clash and cause a huge stir.

  "Alright. Just do as I said." Ling Feng turned his head to look at Ye Yun, and the originally cold expression had changed into a warm smile like spring breeze, "Let's go."

  Ye Yun's face fell, her mouth twitching, "Fine."

  He must have no idea how provocative his smile is.

  Ye Yun thought she had enough willpower, but she was almost infatuated.

  The four guards were stunned, and the master actually smiled!

  Could this girl be the future young mistress of the manor, as mentioned by the master?

  "Put on a more natural expression. Who would believe we're close and preparing to get married if you look like that?" As soon as they were out of sight of the four people, Ling Feng's face changed again.

  This person is simply a versatile star! Ye Yun was amazed.

  "Shouldn't I have an adaptation period? The time we spent together doesn't even add up to a day." She's not a professional actress, how could she suddenly be sweet and loving with a man she just met for a day?

  He handled it with ease, quite an old hand.

  Ling Feng merely gave her a cold glance, "Then get used to it starting now." He didn't let go of her hand the entire way.

  Is he thinking of starting with holding hands to get her used to it? Ye Yun thought.

  His hands were slightly cool, which was quite comfortable in this hot season.

  Ye Yun had a strange feeling in her heart, but it was quickly ignored by her.

  They soon arrived at a courtyard, and when Ye Yun looked up, she saw the three words "Listen to the Wind Building" hanging above, which made her somewhat surprised.

  I thought I would see a more elegant name, but it turned out to be so simple.

  The interior is very simple but clean, with no redundant decorations, giving off a masculine flavor.

  "Is this your bedroom?" Although it was obvious, Ye Yun didn't understand why he had brought her here.

  "It will be yours too," said Ling Feng.

  Ye Yun's face changed, "Huh? What does it mean?"

  "You're going to marry me and this is our new home. Decorate it as you like, I don't mind. I rarely come back."

  "No. Aren't we still not married yet? Don't people sleep separately before getting married?" Were ancient people that open-minded? Ye Yun was speechless.

  Ling Feng looked at her strangely and said: "You're not like you've never slept in the same room as me before. It's also less hassle moving back and forth."

  When did she sleep with him?! Ye Yun's face turned red as she was about to retort, but then a light cough came from the doorway.

  "Young master, the clothes you asked me to prepare are all ready." A maid stood outside the door, holding some clothing in her hands, which were obviously women's clothes, with bright colors and patterns, looking quite nice.

  The maid brought in the clothes and occasionally cast ambiguous glances at Ye Yun.

  Ye Yun suddenly understood why Ling Feng had just said such inexplicable words, it turned out that he was saying them for the benefit of this maid.

  Ye Yun glared at Ling Feng beside her and found him looking at her with a smug expression.

  Fine! He has already calculated everything. Now she can't clear her name even if she jumps into the Yellow River.

  Thinking of the dozen silver tickets hidden in her bosom, Ye Yun decided to endure!

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  Ye Yun was changing clothes while receiving occasional ambiguous glances from Xing Er, her small face turning red as if she was doing something shameful.

  "Go ahead and say what you want to say." Ye Yun originally wanted to change her clothes herself. Unfortunately, the ancient people's clothing was a bit complicated, with layer after layer, and she couldn't figure it out at all. She could only ask Xing Er for help.

  "Don't blame me for speaking out of turn, Young Mistress. Seeing Master Zhuang care for you so much, I'm truly happy for you."

  Less, less, less, Mrs. Ye? Ye Yun felt uncomfortable in her heart, "Xing Er, I haven't married your master yet. Can you not call me that for now?"

  Does she still hurt? Why can't she see how good Ling Feng is to her?

  "But the master said it had to be called that, or else he would deduct our wages." Xing Er pitifully blinked her eyes, as if the person who was going to deduct her wages was her, "Does the young mistress not like it?"

  Ye Yun was thoroughly defeated, "No. Never mind, it's inevitable that I'll be called this sooner or later. I'll get used to it slowly."

  Anyway, she and Ling Feng had agreed, their transaction continued, she was going to play the role of his wife.

  Let's slowly get into character from now on!

  After changing her clothes, Xing'er also gave her a very beautiful hair bun, with a strand of hair left under the bun, looking very cute.

  Ye Yun likes the refreshing feeling of this hairstyle, she can't do anything except a ponytail.

  At the "black shop", it was also a group of big men, she only used the hairstyle she had learned from Wu Ma before, simply using hair clips to fix it.

  He was sitting on a stone bench outside, sipping tea and enjoying the cool breeze, wearing all white clothes that fluttered in the wind, looking relaxed yet with an air of keeping people at bay.

  As Ye Yun walked out, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Under the sunlight, Ye Yun in a light green shirt looked lovely and cute, yet also exuded an aura that was impossible to ignore.

  Ling Feng stood up and stretched out his hand towards Ye Yun, "Let's go."

  Ye Yun naturally placed her hand in his.

  Xing'er stood still, watching Ye Yun and Ling Feng's departing figures, and couldn't help but exclaim: "They're truly a match made in heaven, so perfectly suited for each other."

  It's all for the sake of money! Ye Yun secretly cursed in her heart.

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  "What's going on? Didn't they say that Ling Feng has already returned? How come he hasn't come to see me for half a day? Is it because I'm not even in his eyes? Does he think he can put on airs just because he's the master of the manor now? Hmph! No matter what his identity is, it can't change the nature of a wild species! And doesn't he remember who took them in when they were about to starve to death as mother and son? Has he forgotten so quickly?"

  From far away, I heard a sharp voice scolding and grumbling, with all sorts of unpleasant words pouring out like reciting from memory, without any pause.

  Ye Yun's steps forward became slower and slower, until Ling Feng couldn't help but turn his head back.

  Ye Yun smiled unnaturally, "Does this person come every day?"

  Ling Feng thought for a moment, "It's almost there." At most, it will take one more day.

  "What's the point?" She didn't believe that someone would be bored enough to come every day just to scold her.

  Ling Feng thought for a moment and said, "I haven't studied it."

  He never cared about this. Going to see her was just a formality.

  "What's going on with her? Is she leaving after scolding?"

  "Just agree to her terms."

  "What's the condition?" He knew it was impossible without a purpose.

  "Previously, it was helping her granddaughter prepare for marriage because she was marrying a jinshi and the Lingmushan Manor flag was raised. Another time, her grandson offended an official and was beaten. I had to think of a way to help him get revenge. And another time, she lost the family's good land in gambling and wanted me to pay to redeem it. This time, who knows what it is?"