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As soon as Feng Yinxiao and Yun Kexin returned home, the servants rushed over, moving chairs and serving tea, all wearing expressions of either sincerity or flattery, engaging in half-hearted small talk. Only Miao Yu stood there like a wooden figure, mechanically performing her duties. Seeing her silent demeanor, Feng Yinxiao frowned, wanting to reprimand her, but was stopped by Yun Kexin tugging at his sleeve.
"Masters, we missed you so much while you were away," Nursemaid Mama Li said with a smile. "It's become a habit to serve you, and suddenly having nothing to do is quite an adjustment... What would you like to eat? I can go to the kitchen and prepare something right away."
Feng Yinxiao smiled lightly. "Let's ask my wife first; I will follow her lead."
Yun Kexin replied, "Bring a pot of mulberry chrysanthemum tea to soothe Young Lord's throat, and a bowl of ginseng black chicken soup to nourish him since he has to attend court early tomorrow to oversee military affairs."
"Yes... I will also prepare a bowl of corn lily red date porridge for the lady. Please wait a moment," Mama Li responded before leaving.
Feng Yinxiao looked at Yun Kexin with appreciation; he hadn't expected her to consider him so thoughtfully.
Miao Yu was momentarily taken aback, suspicion flashing in her eyes before she scoffed coldly and muttered, "Just putting on an act."
Unbeknownst to her, Feng Yinxiao heard this and became furious. He slammed the table and said, "Miao Yu, I have tolerated you because you served by Mother’s side during her lifetime. If you truly do not want to work here anymore, then get out of Duke of Yan's Residence immediately. The household does not lack for your kind of maid."
Yun Kexin furrowed her brows. What grudge could Miao Yu possibly have against her? In their past lives, they had no interactions. Could it be that she liked Feng Yinxiao and thus harbored such an attitude towards her? Despite the various speculations in her mind, she maintained a calm exterior and said, "Miao Yu, you can leave for now. We can discuss this later."
"Yes." Miao Yu finally showed a hint of fear, pursed her lips, and left indifferently.
Shanling brought a basin of water and handed over two towels, thinking to herself: "Young Lord, Lady, please wash your faces quickly."
Feng Yinxiao took the towel with a stern expression and wiped his face absentmindedly before tossing it back to Shanling without saying a word. Yun Kexin appeared much calmer.
"Shanling, you and Shining along with Shan Yue should go find out more about Miao Yu's situation; it would be good to chat with her as well."
Shanling understood and responded affirmatively before leaving.
“Yun Kexin, why do you need to be so polite to a maid?” Feng Yinxiao raised an eyebrow and said, “Just for disrespecting Miao Yu, she deserves to be expelled from the residence!”
“Alright, dear husband, don’t be angry,” Yun Kexin comforted Feng Yinxiao with a smile, “We just returned home and haven’t even paid our respects to our parents yet.”
Feng Yinxiao was still fuming and cast a stern glance at the servants present, warning in a low voice, “You better know your place. If I find any of you disrespecting my wife, I will punish your entire family!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a tea bowl shattered, and the maids and attendants all knelt down in fear. Seeing Feng Yinxiao so furious was rare for Yun Kexin; she realized he was genuinely upset and hurriedly reassured him for a while before his mood calmed slightly: these useless servants needed to be disciplined; otherwise, they would think they could ride over their master.
An attendant entered from outside and said, “Young Lord, Madam, the Duke has arrived.”
Feng Yinxiao and Yun Kexin turned their faces away simultaneously, wanting to rise to pay their respects but were stopped by the Duke of Wind raising his hand.
“No need for formalities among family. What’s wrong, Xiao’er? I heard you scolding the servants from far away. What happened?”
“I’m sorry to make Father laugh,” Feng Yinxiao replied gloomily. “These servants really need to be dealt with properly.”
The Duke of Wind paused, dismissed the others, closed the door, and looked at Feng Yinxiao seriously. “Xiao’er, are you referring to Miao Yu or other servants?”
Feng Yinxiao was taken aback and wondered how Father knew about this. After a moment, he slowly replied, “As Father said, it is indeed Miao Yu. She has been unreasonable towards my wife because of Mother’s trust in her; it’s truly unbearable.”
The Duke of Wind did not defend Miao Yu but calmly said, “Yun Kexin, please step aside for a moment. I have something to ask Xiao’er. I will call you when I need you.”
“Yes, Duke.” Yun Kexin smiled gently and turned to go into the inner chamber.
“Xiao’er, may I ask something that I’m not sure if I should?” The Duke inquired. “On your wedding night, did you not consummate the marriage?”
“Father, why are you asking about this?” Feng Yinxiao was first taken aback and then awkwardly replied.
"Father refers to Miao Yu," the Duke of Wind said without any embarrassment, narrowing his eyes and speaking slowly, "It's her opinion about me, and you all are using a potion mixed with chicken blood..."
"Miao Yu?!" Feng Yinxiao suddenly raised his head, his face filled with astonishment.
"Yes, she has an issue with Yun Kexin because of this," Feng Hongrui observed Feng Yinxiao's shocked expression and knew he was close to the truth. He gently added, "Yun Kexin is unwilling to consummate the marriage or have children; how can that be acceptable? If this gets out, the Duke of Yan's Residence will be the subject of gossip."
"That's outrageous!" Feng Yinxiao felt anger rising within him. He didn't even consider how Miao Yu figured it out and retorted while standing with his hands behind his back, "This is a private matter between husband and wife; why should a servant like her meddle in it? It's absurd."
"Xiao'er," Feng Hongrui said patiently, "It's not that Miao Yu is meddling; I suspect she might be doing it for the sake of your mother."
"Mother?!" Feng Yinxiao blurted out instinctively.
Feng Hongrui nodded, furrowing his brow as he continued, "After your mother passed away, Miao Yu has been serving diligently by my side. I wonder if your mother entrusted her with something."
Feng Yinxiao was taken aback and then fell silent, contemplating his father's words.
"Regardless, as a maid, Miao Yu's attitude towards her master is quite disrespectful..." Feng Yinxiao stubbornly insisted—just thinking about how Miao Yu and Yun Kexin were "putting on an act" made him extremely irritated.
Feng Hongrui paused for a moment before suddenly teasing, "Miao Yu is just a bit too 'eager.'"
Upon hearing the implication in his father's words, Feng Yinxiao felt a suspicious flush creep across his handsome face as he stammered:
"I just empathize with Yun Kexin, who is still adjusting after just entering the household. So I thought it best to wait until she becomes familiar before... How can this be blamed on Yun Kexin? Miao Yu really..."
The more he spoke, the redder his face became, and he couldn't even bring himself to look up.
Noticing his son's embarrassment, Feng Hongrui stopped teasing him and said seriously, "It's best if Xiao'er hasn't forgotten about the 'Succession of Lineage.' Actually," the Duke of Wind paused and lowered his voice suddenly, "there's nothing wrong with what Miao Yu said. If you two don't consummate your marriage for a long time, it will become a laughingstock; you both have 'issues.'"
Feng Yinxiao looked up with a mix of laughter and embarrassment, saying, "Son has noted it down, Father, just relax."
Feng Hongrui smiled and did not pursue the matter further. He asked about the recent visit home and whether everything went smoothly, how the in-laws from the Duke of E State Mansion were, to which Feng Yinxiao responded one by one. Feng Hongrui nodded as he listened.
Feng Yinxiao had always wanted to know the specifics of Father's relationship with the Second House, and was even more curious about the matters between the three of them. However, due to Father's strict silence on the topic, he could only let it go for now.
"You've just returned home, so take some time to rest," Feng Hongrui said, not noticing his son was Daydreaming. He added with a smile, "Remember to pay a visit to Stepmother in the evening."
Feng Yinxiao nodded in agreement and called into the inner room, " Yun Kexin, you can come out now."
After a moment, Yun Kexin walked out with a smile. Feng Hongrui said, " Yun Kexin, please don't mind; there are some things that are really not suitable to discuss in front of you ladies. I had to ask you to step away for a bit, it’s not that I don’t trust you."
Yun Kexin smiled understandingly and said, "The daughter-in-law understands her father-in-law and trusts you all."
Her calm and gentle demeanor made Feng Hongrui's eyes light up, as if he were seeing a beautiful vision again.
"You two chat; I will take my leave," Feng Hongrui said as he came back to his senses and walked toward the door. He reminded them, "By the way, if you have time, visit Miao Yu. You might learn something."
"Yes, Father, safe travels," Feng Yinxiao replied.
Once Feng Hongrui left, Feng Yinxiao pulled Yun Kexin into the inner room and recounted why Miao Yu had treated her poorly. Listening to this made Yun Kexin blush deeply.
"So it was that Young Lord misunderstood Miao Yu..." Yun Kexin said shyly in a low voice. "I thought she liked you, which is why—"
Feng Yinxiao wrapped his arms around Yun Kexin's waist and sealed her lips with his own. She bashfully pounded her small fists against his broad shoulders and back. Reluctantly releasing her, Feng Yinxiao said:
"I don’t care who she likes; in my heart, there is only Yun Kexin! And no matter what reasons Miao Yu has, being disrespectful to her master without distinction is simply asking for trouble."
Yun Kexin looked at Feng Yinxiao, who was complaining like a child, and smiled as she held his hand to comfort him, "Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Husband, calm down, okay?"
Her coquettish demeanor and tone made him want to pull her into his embrace and cherish her fiercely.
Yun Kexin noticed the heat in Feng Yinxiao's dark eyes, and his handsome face gradually flushed. It seemed to burn her, causing her to lower her eyelids and change the subject, "Feng Yinxiao, should we go look for Miao Yu and ask her about things?"
"Ask about what?" Feng Yinxiao inquired while stroking the delicate white hands in his palm.
"About your Birth Mother," Yun Kexin said seriously as she looked up. "Also, we need to go together to pay respects at her grave."
Due to time constraints and the matter with Shuilian, Yun Kexin hadn't had a chance to visit the rice fields, but she had never forgotten about the former Duchess's affairs and couldn't delay any longer.
"I remember," Feng Yinxiao furrowed his brows, his voice growing somber. "I haven't forgotten about my father-in-law either."
"Then let's go find Shuilian now," Yun Kexin said as she shook Feng Yinxiao's arms, trying not to dwell on sadness. "Perhaps at this moment, Ling and the others are chatting with Miao Yu."
Feng Yinxiao nodded with a smile, wrapping his arm around Yun Kexin's waist as they walked out of the inner chamber.
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