svetikya Chapter 2 Plum Blossoms in the Cold, A Resentful Sister-in-Law
Chapter 2 Plum Blossoms in the Cold, A Resentful Sister-in-Law
Lin Xian'er threw down the pillow and cursed twice, but then she saw Wei Wu leave the room without looking back. After cursing "stinky man" twice in frustration, she saw Lin Lingling still kneeling on the carpet, her brows furrowed and then relaxed.
He propped his head up with his left hand and beckoned with his right hand as if beckoning a dog, "Come here."
Lin Lingling pursed her lips tightly, got up and walked to the bedside. Lin Xian'er pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, and seeing her tearful face, she chuckled, "Why are you crying, you little rascal?"
Lin Xian'er sat up, placed her hands on Lin Lingling's shoulders, their hearts and faces pressed together, her charming voice carrying a strong seductive flavor: "What's wrong with him using you? Next time you need him for a favor, he'll remember this favor and won't be able to refuse you."
Lin Lingling's misty eyes were veiled with a delicate gray. Listening to her mistress's words, she nodded blankly.
Lin Xian'er continued, "You don't need to do anything for him. If he really causes trouble or gets into trouble and comes to you for help, then you can just kick him out of the house. Even if you drug him and sell him for a good price, that's what he deserves."
"Wouldn't that be a bit unethical?" Lin Lingling frowned unconsciously. But before she could finish speaking, she felt the softness on her back leave, and a cool breeze blew in.
Lin Xian'er reached out and hooked Lingling's chin, turning her head towards her. Her captivating eyes were filled with seriousness.
"Women are born to be immoral; this is their right. Men are born stronger than women, so they should give way to women."
"Remember my words: if he comes looking for you next time, no matter what he wants to do, you must bite him first!"
"Yes." Lin Lingling didn't understand what her mistress meant, but five years of training had taught her that as long as she obeyed, she should pretend to understand, regardless of whether she actually did.
Lin Xian'er touched Lin Lingling's face with satisfaction, pinched it twice, and said, "So good."
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rustle……
Wei Wu walked through the corridor, his fine boots crunching on the thick layer of snow, the sound of them making the soft snow firm was quite relaxing.
His gaze swept aimlessly across the red plum blossoms, pale pink plum blossoms, and white snow, before flashing a mournful face.
Click!
Wei Wu seemed to have broken a withered branch hidden under the snow under his feet, but he didn't care. He simply stopped and looked at the woman next to a plum tree.
She wore her hair in a traditional Chinese updo, with a crescent-shaped screen tucked diagonally into her hair. Her pretty face was flawless, like a darling of nature, with delicate features. Compared to Lin Xian'er, she lacked a bit of allure and was somewhat less striking, but even standing next to Lin Xian'er, no one would lie and say she wasn't beautiful.
Because no one could look away from her eyes—eyes that weren't bright, perhaps because of too many tears, or perhaps because she was gazing into the past, so her gaze seemed somewhat vacant.
But the melancholy and sorrow often revealed in those clear black and white pupils would soften even the most hardened heart and make them feel tenderness.
Her dark hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders, and the already form-fitting light purple gauze dress could not conceal her voluptuous figure with its prominent curves. Her perfect breasts stood erect in a way that was completely disproportionate to their size, yet sagged slightly under the pull of gravity, making them appear even fuller and heavier.
Such a remarkable achievement was borne by a slender waist that could be encircled by one hand. Viewed from the side, the shape of the full moon, which even the dress could not conceal, was revealed. The perfect hip shape, as plump as a peach and as round as the moon, could make any man stop in his tracks and all women envious at a glance.
Her purple robe trailed at her feet, with a long, pale purple hem pressing against the snow. Her feet sank slightly into the snow. Wei Wu didn't know how long she had been standing there; he only saw that she was holding onto a tree with one hand and carrying wine in the other.
This woman, as beautiful as a poem or a painting, is none other than Lin Shiyin.
Wei Wu saw her and deliberately broke a branch under the snow, but her eyes were only on the past. Her melancholy gaze was like an unfathomable mist and clouds as she stared blankly at a plum tree.
A maid noticed Wei Wu staring intently in their direction, her brows furrowing slightly. She stepped forward and whispered something in Lin Shiyin's ear.
Lin Shiyin turned her head and saw Wei Wu. She walked over and nodded slightly from about ten steps away, saying, "Today I was so distracted by the beautiful plum blossoms in the garden that I didn't see Brother Wei coming. It's my fault."
Wei Wu didn't approach, but shook his head and said, "I saw my sister-in-law admiring the plum blossoms and was momentarily distracted, which disturbed her."
These words were rather presumptuous, and even the maids behind Lin Shiyin glared at Wei Wu with displeasure. Lin Shiyin, on the other hand, was completely unaware of the offense in his words, or perhaps she was aware but didn't care.
She nodded slightly, noticing the footprints in the snow that came from the attic. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. "You came from the attic?"
"Yes, I spent the night in the building last night. This morning, my nephew sent someone to call me over, saying that he wanted to go find some Mei Family Thatched Cottage."
Lin Shiyin looked surprised, and her voice rose two decibels: "Overnight?"
She lowered her voice again and said, "Is Xian'er living inside...?"
"I knew; I knew it before I checked in last night."
"You and her?"
"I paid for it," Wei Wu said matter-of-factly, looking at Lin Shiyin who was somewhat annoyed, without the slightest shame. "She's not well-behaved, sister-in-law, you'd better kick her out."
"..." Lin Shiyin's head was spinning. A man who had slept with her adopted sister was saying that her adopted sister was not a good person and was righteously telling her to kick her out?
Seeing that it was getting late, and worried that the maids behind Lin Shiyin would glare at him, Wei Wu clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll go to the front manor to find my nephew first, so he won't get impatient waiting."
By the way, it's cold today. If you're going to enjoy the snow outside, sister-in-law, you should dress warmly. Drowning your sorrows in alcohol only makes them worse and is bad for your health.
Lin Shiyin had heard this from Wei Wu many times before; he always tried to persuade her to quit drinking in various ways. She patiently explained, "This is plum wine. Just a few sips won't harm your health."
She knew Wei Wu wouldn't listen, and if he saw her drinking the next time they met, he would try to persuade her again.
Wei Wu knew she wouldn't listen and would drink again when she was sad, but he still had to say it.
Wei Wu shook his clenched fist twice, then turned and walked away through the snow.
A maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze falling on the snow. She couldn't help but exclaim "Oh!" which drew a smile from Lin Shiyin. "What's wrong?"
The maid knew Lin Shiyin had a good temper and wasn't afraid. She pointed to the snow on the ground and said, "He clearly walked past, but there are no footprints in the snow."
"Treading on Snow Without Leaving a Trace, his martial arts have indeed improved rapidly. Never mind, let's go back."
Perhaps because of Wei Wu's words, Lin Shiyin also felt that it was a bit cold outside, and lost her interest in admiring the plum blossoms in the snow. She glanced at the small pavilion, shook her head and turned back to Plum Blossom Garden.
The wind blew and the snow fell, but the snow fell even heavier, covering the plum garden in a clean, white expanse, obscuring any other color. Only the purple silhouette in the distance gradually disappeared into the snow.