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After lingering at Black Cloud Manor for two days, Jiang Duming went to several other proper manors to check the accounts, calculated the profits and grain harvest of the Jiang family for this year, and was very satisfied with the final numbers. After finishing the external affairs, he hurried back to the city without stopping. It's not very safe for the lord of the city to stay outside for too long.
【Entering the city on a fast horse - dismounting outside the mansion, steward waiting to greet, talking while walking】
Jiang Duming: "Is everything in the mansion going well these days?"
River manager: "Lord, everything is in order."
Jiang Duming: "And my wife?"
River manager: "Madam is in the small kitchen, preparing meals for the lord. Um... (hesitates)"
Jiang Duming: "Speak if there's something."
River manager: "It's not a big deal, just that recently, besides returning to Li's family, Madam has also visited Qin Xiang House twice."
Jiang Duming (pausing): "Qin Xiang House?"
River manager (also stopping): "Yes. I checked, Qin Xiang House is quite famous for the qin player Muxi, who used to be a maid in the Li's family and served the lady of the house. Later, for some reason, she left the Li's family and went to Qin Xiang House to make a living."
Jiang Duming (continuing to walk): "A maid... (pondering) does anyone else know?"
River manager: "No. Madam has sneaked out at night both times, and I happened to come across it unintentionally. Only Jiang has been informed to investigate, and no one else knows."
Jiang Duming: "Alright, let Jiang continue to follow her, and report to me immediately if anything happens."
In the small kitchen, Jiang Duming waved for the others to leave and stood quietly at the door, his eyes fixed on his wife. The weather had turned cooler today, and Liu Daiyu had put on a light white fox fur coat over a water-green dress, with a white jade hairpin shining in her hair. Her busy appearance brought joy to Jiang Duming. This gentle demeanor was exactly what he wanted. Perhaps her visits to Qin Xiang House were just to reminisce about their past master-servant relationship. Jiang Duming walked up and embraced his wife from behind.
Liu Daiyu (startled, turns around): "Ah! Duming! You're back!"
Jiang Duming (smiling): "Did I scare you?"
Liu Daiyu: "Exactly! I thought it was some wandering poet!"
Jiang Duming: "Madam jests. Besides your husband and I, who else would dare act recklessly in the Lord's Manor? Why are you cooking today? These tasks should be left to the maids and servants."
Liu Daiyu: "The Lord has been tired these days, so I must surely pamper him."
Jiang Duming: "Actually, there could be other ways to reward ourselves."
Liu Daiyu: "Other ways?"
Jiang Duming: (Whispers something in Liu Daiyu's ear)
Liu Daiyu: "What are you saying, you shameless person! Are the things I've done not enough for you to eat?"
Jiang Duming: "Not enough. We'll eat these later, first let's eat what I want to eat the most."
The sun was shining outside, but the curtains in the main room were swaying without wind. Afterwards, Jiang Duming held Liu Daiyu in his arms, closed his eyes and rested, gently stroking her smooth back with one hand. Liu Daiyu looked up at her satisfied husband, feeling somewhat dazed. During these days of marriage, Jiang Duming had indeed treated her well, at least fulfilling the duties of a husband. However, when she agreed to marry into the lord's mansion, it was only to seek another form of support for herself, not expecting to receive any genuine affection. This man was not an ordinary man, but the lord of the city. His heart was certainly not only filled with romantic feelings. Through these days of getting along, Liu Daiyu also realized that Jiang Duming was not focused on just one city, and what he sought was certainly not something that the small Ming Water City could contain. If that was the case, then they would have to be evenly matched, so that being husband and wife would be meaningful.
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