Finished off a pot of Chicken soup, and then a pot of soft-shelled turtle soup.
Ye Man's stomach is too small to hold any more.
Cai Wenting looked at her, had she never eaten before? Fifty taels of silver was painful even for him.
Ye Man’s face didn't flush and her heart didn't pound: "How much did Qian Yutong take from you, how much advantage did the Qian Family take from your family, do you even keep track? It doesn't matter if you are generous, she looks down on you completely, and she even openly flirts with other men. This absolutely matters. Never mind your cuckoldry, if your family name changes one day, believe it or not."
Cai Wenting was not completely naive. The rise and fall of the family mattered a lot.
Take Linzhou for example, it has already been thrown into turmoil by Meng Yingyang.
Ningzhou is slightly better, but who knows?
Cai Wenting was incapable, but he couldn't cause trouble for his family. Without a family, he wouldn't exist.
Ye Man returned after changing clothes, she had no time to bother with the excitement at the Inn; she would come back another day when she was free.
She gave a few more instructions to Cai Wenting and the Servant Boy: "I'll come again tomorrow, remember to treat me to a meal."
Cai Wenting was bewildered, why would she come again tomorrow?
This kind of righteous confidence, Qian Yutong couldn't compare.
How could Qian Yutong compare to the Old Ancestor? Ye Man said the most important thing: "Stop worrying about the silver. If Qian Yutong comes looking for you, just say you are thinking of a solution. If you have the ability, confront her; if you don't, just let her throw a tantrum."
Cai Wenting pursed his lips; the current Qian Yutong was a bit shrewish. That slap to Xiao Xian was actually a slap to him.
Xiao Xian was about to cry: "Miss Qian is more than just shrewish, she passed off poems revised by Tan Jiwen as her own to claim the title of Talented woman."
Ye Man was amused: "Tan Xianglin is not a gentleman, what's the point of revising such poems for a friend's wife?"
Xiao Xian nodded: "Exactly! Qing Ming said that Tan Jiwen's mother has extremely high expectations of him. With his low birth, he should focus on studying."
Ye Man smiled: "Once he's far from home, this Old Mother can't control him anymore. When he's successful, he can find a Beauty. Tan Xianglin doesn't have much silver but he has a good face; if someone is willing to pay for him, and he doesn't have to take responsibility, it's a great deal. Simply put, it's just playing around, and in the end, he'll Seduce and abandon her, and there's always an Idiot waiting to take over."
Cai Wenting blushed again.
Ye Man smiled: "Looking at the poems revised by Tan Xianglin, and facing the fiancée Tan Xianglin has shown affection towards, you can actually stand it? Doesn't it disgust you?"
Cai Wenting couldn't take it anymore, she was making him angry!
Ye Man was quite pleased: "Remember to treat me tomorrow. Prepare some good food for me."
Xiao Xian was quick-witted: "Noted."
Ye Man left.
Cai Wenting was anxious to go home; it was getting late.
Someone at the Inn ran into him.
There weren't many people at the Academy to begin with, so everyone was mostly familiar with each other.
A Confucian Scholar, who was drunk, grabbed Cai Wenting and asked: "Ji Ning, who were you just talking to? I thought it was Miss Qian."
Another one chimed in mockingly: "Since when is Miss Qian with Ji Ning?"
Someone else joked: "Haven't you seen Ji Wen?"
Someone sneered: "Tan Jiwen is not one of us. He is destined to enter the cabinet and become a Prime Minister in the future."
Someone joked: "Doesn't that mean Miss Qian will be blessed? Ji Ning will be blessed too."
Cai Wenting cursed them internally!
Xiao Xian protected his Master and quickly left; these people would only make things worse.
No matter what, if a fuss broke out, it would be Cai Wenting who lost face.
Cai Wenting felt so humiliated for the first time! Thinking about how his parents might be treated outside, he found it unbearable!
He didn't need to understand Qian Yutong's sophistry. After all, the fact that Qian Yutong looked down on him was undeniable.
Since Qian Yutong was with him and he couldn't tolerate it anymore, he might as well fulfill her wish and let her go with Tan Xianglin!
Cai Wenting was still a good person.
Ye Man ran all the way back to the Inn, soaking wet again.
The Spiritual Energy she had replenished was almost depleted; this heavy rain might affect the autumn harvest.
Wang Suning stayed alone in the room, worried sick for half the night, then put down her needlework to quickly serve her.
Ye Man changed her clothes but was still cold. If the temperature dropped further with this rain, she should worry about herself rather than others.
Wang Suning showed her Master the large pile of medicine: "The Waiter said it cost two hundred and seventy taels in total. Ten taels of Silver remain."
Ye Man put the Silver away; she didn't have much money right now, she was poor.
Wang Suning sensed the subtle implication.
However, spending nearly three hundred taels in one go, it was normal to be out of money.
Ten taels of Silver alone would have been enough for her family for a whole year previously.
Ye Man said: "Sleep with me tonight."
Wang Suning quickly nodded; it was just so cold.
The Inn's bedding wasn't warm enough, but the bed wasn't small, and since both were small, cuddling together would be comfortable.
Ye Man got into bed, and was asleep the moment her head touched the pillow.
Wang Suning listened to her snoring, worried for a while, and then fell asleep too.
Early in the morning, Wang Suning woke up and saw she was sleeping very soundly, as if she were sick.
No wonder she bought so much medicine, but Wang Suning didn't know which kind to boil.
Calling a doctor was impossible; her Master probably wouldn't want that either.
Ding Yuan arrived early and stayed there.
Wang Suning said to him: "Do you have any blankets? If not, bring some straw over."
Ding Yuan nodded.
Carefully serving Qian Li, the donkey?
The donkey was easy to care for, and he brought over the food container again.
Ye Man woke up and immediately smelled a fragrance.
After eating so much last night, she should be needing the latrine.
It was mainly due to using Spiritual Energy for recuperation; after this sleep, she felt even more exhausted.
Wang Suning looked at her small, frail figure swaying as she walked, and quickly supported her. Then she looked at her hair—sparse and dry and yellow. Where did she pick this person up from?
Ye Man told her to prepare hot water.
Wang Suning looked at her Master; despite swaying, she was still steady. She would come back after preparing the hot water.
The rain was still falling, and the temperature was quite low.
Ye Man put on every piece of clothing she could wear, but was still cold.
Wang Suning brought her a large bowl of porridge, and another large bowl of Mutton soup.
The porridge was cooked in the Kitchen, and the Mutton soup was brought by the Waiter; this soup smelled fragrant and looked beautiful, with plenty of meat.
Looking at this bowl of soup, her heart warmed up.
Ye Man looked at the Maidservant: "Do you want to eat some more?"
Wang Suning shook her head; she had already eaten. She asked from the side: "How do I boil the medicine?"
Ye Man said: "You can't manage it. Watch it after I've boiled most of it."
Wang Suning thought to herself, several hundred taels of Silver, she couldn't afford to waste it.
Her most important task now was still practicing her accent.
The injury on her face was not minor, but after applying the medicine a few times, it healed exceptionally fast.
Wang Suning thought that her Master was fully capable of avoiding scars. With this ability, she could definitely earn Silver.
As for practicing her accent possibly causing harm, that was even less of a concern.
After Ye Man finished eating, her body warmed up. On a rainy day like this, sleeping was the best.
She opened all the medicines, prepared several batches, and put the unused ones into the Spatial Dimension.
She had deliberately chosen the prescriptions when formulating them, so besides what was needed now, she could prepare some others.
Even if she didn't need them temporarily, stocking them up was fine.
Stockpiling medicine was no worse than stockpiling Silver; rich people all stockpiled it.
Wang Suning grew nervous when she heard movement in the Front Area.
Ye Man prepared some medicine and made a mole on her eyebrow.
This type of mole might be noted in official documents; it wasn't too obvious, but it could easily confirm or deny someone's identity.
Wang Suning looked at herself in the mirror.
With her current appearance, even she didn't dare to recognize herself.