Rebirth of a Farming Wife

Su Wenyue knew the servant had misunderstood, but it was for the best. “That would be good, keep an eye on them for me, and report back if there’s anything.”

With Su Wenyue’s approval, the servant accepted the order and dashed to the front, eager to please Madam. With good performance, there would be prospects for the future.

Su Wenyue was getting a bit sleepy from waiting. She went to check on the three little ones in the other room and after a long while, Han Yu finally returned to the room, looking indifferent. Su Wenyue couldn’t tell anything so she had to beat around the bush to find out.

“Husband, how did it go with the affair of the Colorful Exquisite Lamp? Have you negotiated properly with the guests?” Su Wenyue spoke very cautiously, deliberately not mentioning Sikong Ling, remembering Han Yu’s jealousy, especially since Sikong Ling had targeted her before. Han Yu had said he did not want to hear the names of other men from her lips.

Han Yu glanced at his wife indifferently, clearly seeing through her little schemes. Just now in the Living Room, the Servant was sneaking around outside, unnoticed by him. Had it been anyone else, he would’ve had them thrown out immediately, but knowing the Servant was sent by his wife, he let it be. If his wife would say she didn’t know the guest was Sikong Ling, Han Yu certainly wouldn’t believe it. However, he was pleased with his wife’s attitude, at least showing she took his words seriously.

“Wife, why are you looking at me like that?” Su Wenyue felt even more self-conscious under Han Yu’s gaze due to her own feelings of guilt.

“My Wife, do you truly not know who that supposed guest is? I thought the snooping Servant outside the door was sent by you, which is why I didn’t react. Now it seems the little guy may have ill intentions, might even be a spy sent by someone else. We need to interrogate him thoroughly and not let him off easily,” Han Yu said, smiling yet not smiling. Although he was happy that his wife took his words to heart, he didn’t want to indulge her habit of lying.

Having heard Han Yu’s words, Su Wenyue knew she had given herself away. Indeed, how could such a shrewd man like Han Yu not see through her, besides, her dealings with Sikong Ling were affairs of a previous life, and in this life, she hadn’t done anything to feel guilty about, so why hide her thoughts? It only served to arouse suspicion.

Once she saw this clearly, Su Wenyue felt much more at ease and met Han Yu’s gaze, “The servant was sent by me. I was just worried. I knew who the guest was, of course. But I was afraid someone would get jealous for no reason. That jealousy, it’s as intense as a large vat of vinegar.”

Han Yu didn’t expect his wife to counter so quickly, turning the tables and making it seem like he was at fault. He had intended to tease his wife a bit, but when it came to Sikong Ling, he couldn’t feel good about it.

“Hmph, do you think I, your husband, am the petty, jealous type? It’s Sikong Ling who is up to no good, definitely not a good person!”

“I know, and that’s why I’m worried about you. One can tell at a glance that Sikong Ling is a crafty and sinister man, probably harboring some evil plot. I’m afraid you might be at a disadvantage. What else do you think I’m concerned about?”

“Wife, you underestimate me. What of Sikong Ling’s cunning and numerous plots? I am not so simple as to be fooled by him. It is he who would suffer a loss, not I. Your worries are unfounded; you must trust your own husband,” Han Yu said, content that his wife was wary of Sikong Ling, but he didn’t want her to think less of him and see other men as more capable.

Su Wenyue saw a hint of pride in Han Yu and couldn’t help but find it amusing. Han Yu was usually serious, only showing this somewhat childish side of himself in private with her.

Having her own ways of dealing with men, Su Wenyue naturally would not go against her husband’s wishes, “Of course. You are my husband; if I don’t trust you, who should I trust? Speaking of real ability, you are naturally more formidable than Sikong Ling. It’s just that Sikong Ling is deceitful and cruel, full of plots. Husband, you must be very cautious.”

Feeling reassured by his wife’s words, Han Yu finally relaxed, “Wife, rest assured, I know what’s on my mind and won’t be at a disadvantage.”

“Then, Husband, what’s the final word on that Colorful Exquisite Lamp? If things didn’t work out with Sikong Ling, we need to find another buyer quickly. It’s not good to keep it lying around like this. I’ve heard from the servants that there are quite a few shady figures lurking about, likely coveting the Colorful Exquisite Lamp,” Su Wenyue genuinely wasn’t sure if Han Yu had reached an agreement with Sikong Ling because the relationship between the two men was too ‘complicated’.

Not wanting to worry his wife, Han Yu didn’t withhold information any longer, “Rest assured, the deal is done. Thanks to the Colorful Exquisite Lamp, we’ve gained a lot, and moreover, on our way back tonight, Sikong Ling’s men helped us fend off a group of men in black. We owe them thanks.”

Han Yu spoke thus, not wanting Sikong Ling to use this favor to gain an upper hand. He was indeed mindful of it, even though he disliked Sikong Ling, he judged matters as they stood. Most importantly, Sikong Ling hadn’t targeted Su Wenyue again, or else, no matter what, he would not have agreed.

Su Wenyue was not surprised by this answer. Ultimately, the Colorful Exquisite Lamp still ended up in Sikong Ling’s hands. However, this lamp was not like before; no one could have imagined that the wick inside had already been replaced by her.

“That’s good. Now that the lamp is gone, we can have peace of mind. After all, without that lamp, it’s just an exquisitely made, somewhat more intricate flower lantern,” Su Wenyue stated.

Han Yu understood the meaning behind Su Wenyue’s words, “It’s all thanks to my wife’s cleverness. Let’s go rest now; it’s already late, and it will be dawn soon.”

Su Wenyue nodded and went to change with Han Yu, lying down on the bed. Although very tired, she still couldn’t fall asleep, particularly thinking about the missing part of the Colorful Exquisite Lamp and entertaining certain speculations and possibilities. Tossing and turning in bed, Han Yu too found his sleep disturbed by Su Wenyue.

“Husband, do you believe the legend about the Colorful Exquisite Lamp, the one about immortality?” Su Wenyue couldn’t hold back her inquiry.